#ha sooyong

[starseed-awakening]

loonatheshirts

source: forkimlip__12 on twitter

[lee-hakhyun]

admittedly have not read the side stories yet, and i apologize if you've talked about this before! just wanted to hear your thoughts on SS deciding to continue past the ending of ORV. the end felt the perfect kind of vague but hopeful to me, but the few side story spoilers ive seen have introduced new information that makes it feel like we're losing the open-endedness of the epilogues. do u have any thoughts on that? thank u :))

i do trust singshong has a plan for the side story. their goals are probably similar to what rep kdj has expressed, actually.. wanting to give stories to those who didn't get a chance to in orv. they wouldn't continue writing for no reason

story wise- it was a perfect ending. han sooyong poured her all into orv, and it succeeded. the portal to end the story with their own personal happy ending was there. but she willingly chose to continue on, because there was still a chance to get all of kim dokja back.

also. the fact that the portals existed in the first place, the orv readers transmigrating, the 'kim dokja fragments'. we are an actual part of the story now. i feel like in some part, the side story is

[moodymeangirl]

following on from that post about repeating words, the best written book we've ever read (and the reason we plan to learn Korean) is The Great Soul Of Siberia by Sooyong Park. if we have to read English (a little sick of it tbh) we always prefer to read in translation or by authors who speak multiple languages and this masterpiece is no exception. we also love when we pick up a book from the newsagent's counter desk at Hobart Airport, tired, sunburnt, dissociating like mad, and just about done with the closet; couple hours later land home and everything's different. Not Like philosophical changes personally, but the second most important thing to us - our conceptions of writing as an art. our enthusiasm for this book sustained us for at least a couple of years.

his sense for syntactic rhythm is poetic, tho his execution specfic. he repeats words and they are not sonorous, not beautiful. he creates a language to signify his narrative universe using mechanics

(lean repetition where meaning is exactly the same, maximalism only in differentiation, then restored to the initial reduction: here is a known thing, i've shown it to you, i need only use this one plain word. here everything is instantaneous, even a distractionless, months long wait. minute changes in the environment, in his own exhaustions and moods, then wider accounts of anything outside of his scope of study. Park is a scientist, a naturalist, a diarist, a man in a hole in the snow waiting for Tigers)

which i can only assume are prevalent in Korean - shining through translation - and/or which he solely is the architect. Both. Anyway, it's a rly rly good book.

Perhaps the most impressive thing to me, and my interests as a poet, is that Park's deliberate style functions as world building, suspension of disbelief, things which signal we are in another world. But this is the true work of a scientist and photographer sitting in a 3x3 hole for months at a time, frequently in Siberia's most wintry conditions. Every stylistic choice here has a relationship to the environment in which it was produced in real time, which is also its subject. I've always been a sucker for creative non fiction. It aligns closely with poetry, can reach the same heights and similar distillations. But it arrives there through entirely different modes of thought, art, and eventually writing practice. Well, some of it is the same, sometimes. But you get my point? Different paths to my favourite favourite favourite kind of writing, writing being my favourite favourite kind of thing.

Something I like about creative non fic is that frequently 'creative' plays second fiddle to 'non fiction'. In non fiction poetry, this is sometimes true - but even then the distances between poet / the voice / the creator and the actual happenings is vast.

I like Park's closeness to reality, his photographic descriptions (theyre not exact at all times and they are limited by the edge of the frame, or blurred by a change in light etc). Park's voice is disthuishable in the sense that he's very nearly almost not in it. As a writer, he is not what he's done, but an almagation of things which happened around and to him. His position within the text in fundamentally equal to anything else, and he's not the topic, he's not the Tigers. Like the landscape, the environment, the passage of time he is simply another element reliant on the subject of the text. It's impossible to completely succeed with these methods, as any writer knows, you're part of it whether or not you want to be. It's a human method which can't be actually separate from the happening within. But Park is closer to the actuality of the happenings in the book than I've ever read from anyome else, and his stylistic methods are poetic-ish (altho they are not poet-ish), an exercise in real time experiential, unscripted truth telling, and simeltaneously processes which open the same doors to new worlds which great fiction does (Park doesn't allow you to enter imagination however, he brings you into reality, as closely as is possible in this form).

couple pages picked at random + cover etc:

[archiveloona]

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[potatoof69]

the ending of orv is very open-ended, to the point where you could say that orv has no ending. the conclusion is ultimately up to kim dokja, up to the readers, up to you because everyone who read all 551 chapters of orv could very well be some scattered soul fragment of kim dokja. orv is a story written for its one and only reader, its dokja, who is you. and you as the reader get to decide the story.

han sooyong wrote the novel and yoo joonghyuk wrote the epilogue but only the readers can determine what conclusion they want to see.

[ladyxenax]

I'd love to hear more about your Insider WIP! Also your original work "Hell for Lovers Heaven for Enemies" intrigues me by the title, and so I'm curious to know the premise of that too 😊

Insider fic: His Scars

the full longassed title is 'His Scars Are On My Heart, My Scars Are on His Hands'

quote that serves as a summary: Memories of you are like a knife in a wound that can't be pulled out without risk of bleeding. I don't touch this wound. I'm afraid and don't want to be "treated", I'm used to living with it. Therefore, this wound will never heal.

obviously it's post-canon, they met at the point in Yohan's life where everything was put on pause

Yohan tried to live an ordinary life, he worked as a paralegal at a small firm; he even dated a certain handsome prosecutor for a while but they returned to being just friends

Seonoh came to Yohan seeking help and answers, he was mad and thought it was Yohan's fault for him almost being burnt to death but actually he knew that Yohan would never hurt him like that willingly - that's why he showed Yohan scars on his body, it wasn't a gesture of trust but something more complex, maybe attempt to redeem himself

Yohan lived in that apartment that Sooyong left for him and let Seonoh stay there where he could keep an eye on him - it was better than sending Seonoh to prison again

in my headcanon Yohan's feelings for Seonoh are deep and painful, yet it is impossible for him to have sex with Seonoh at the moment no matter how strongly Yohan desires it - he can't accept it yet

but oh well they will learn how to accept each other sooner or later because it's their fate.

Original: Hell for Lovers Heaven for Enemies

this used to be a kdrama Voice fanfiction but I decided to switch it over to the Japanese setting

basically it's a story about a police detective and a serial killer; the detective kidnaps the serial killer and makes him a prisoner, the rest of the world thinks that the killer is dead

the profiles of the characters: Nakamura Akito - 40 yo, inspector, worked in the First Investigation Department of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, has a legal and criminological education background. After the attack was seriously injured by Koizumi, spent several months in the hospital, suffered a nervous breakdown due to a divorce and the death of his daughter. Reinstated to the same rank two years later, transferred to the Shinjuku Police Station. Nickname "Maou" - The Devil. Special features: scars on the neck, on the cheek from the bridge of the nose, on the shoulder and abdomen. Dean Koizumi - 25 yo, director of a construction company, son of an influential businessman from an American mistress. Lived in the States until the age of 16, high IQ, got a degree in economics and a degree at age 20. Serial killer with 6 deaths. Hot-tempered, aggressive, sociopathic, schizophrenic. Sakamoto Shiori - 45 yo, commissioner, the first woman to head the First Investigation Department. Nakamura's former direct supervisor who sent him on a forced leave and, on her orders, he was transferred to the Shinjuku precinct. Had a fling with Nakamura after his divorce. At the moment they maintain exclusively friendly relationship. Kimura Takeru - 27 yo, Nakamura Akito's partner, assistant inspector. A former hacker who narrowly escaped a criminal record.

[godzilla-reads]

5 Other Books in Translation

1. The Plague by Albert Camus (1947)

Original Language: French

Synopsis: A story told by an unknown narrator about a plague sweeping over a French Algerian city.

2. Felidae by Akif Pirinçci (1989)

Original Language: German

Synopsis: A new cat in town, Francis starts investigating a series of cat murders and their connection to a dark past.

Note: Trigger warnings in this book include animal abuse, mutilation, dark themes, cults, and sexual scenes (between cats).

3. Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair by Pablo Neruda (1924)

Original Language: Spanish

Synopsis: One of the best-selling books in the Spanish language, this poetry collection was considered controversial when it was published due to Neruda's young age (19) and the use of eroticism.

4. Great Soul of Siberia: Passion, Obsession, and One Man's Quest for the World's Most Elusive Tiger by Sooyong Park (2015)

Original Language: Korean

Synopsis: Sooyong Park follows a family of tigers across remote Russian mountains, studying their lives.

Note: To my absolute delight, Sooyong Park is publishing a sequel to this book that is set to come out May 12, 2022 under the name Great Soul of Siberia 2: Further Insights into the Life of Siberian Tigers.

5. Monkey King: Journey to the West by Wu Cheng'en (16th Century)

Original Language: Chinese

Synopsis: Based on the journeys of Buddhist monk Xuanzang, this story follows a disciple of Buddha on a long journey and his three magical protectors, who have been assigned to help him as atonement for their sins.

Note: Penguin Publishers released a new translation in 2021 of this that has good reviews. It's on my TBR.

[werejusttouchingeachother]

Baby, Touch Me

Summary: It has been months since you saw your boyfriend Mark due to his busy schedule and when you finally fly over to see him, he decides to tease you a bit and goes overboard — Mark as himself, boyfriend!Mark

Genre: smut (M... or R? idk man, you decide, it’s pure filth anyway)

Words: 6315, yeah you read that right, this went on forever cause I got carried away and I’m sorrynotsorry

Pairing: Mark x Reader

Warnings: a hella lot of teasing and foreplay, slight dirty talk and pure smut

Music Rec: 

Your eyes fluttered open and you squinted in confusion at the darkness, knowing that you’d fallen asleep when the sun was still high in the sky. Your hand reached out blindly for the phone on the bedside table and you narrowed your eyes to read the time.

6:17

“Shit,” you hissed, sitting up and scrolling through your notifications to check if Mark had replied to your earlier messages.

Spring break had officially began at your university three days ago and the original plan was to leave for home as soon as it started but after Mark had told you that’d he finish his schedule and finally head home to rest after tonight’s wind-up party, you proposed flying over to attend the party together and spend a week together actually touring the city (since you know he hadn’t had much time because of the comeback, back-to-back concerts and interviews) before flying back home together.

Mark had immediately jumped at the idea and it was then you knew that you weren’t the only one missing him after so many months of not seeing each other.

You sat up in your hotel bed now, knowing that you were running late since you had to shower, dress up for the party and then catch a cab to the hotel where the boys were staying.

You thought of the last time that you’d seen Mark as you stood in the shower, cold water running over you. It had definitely been about four months and as great as it was to text and call him, it was never enough. You’d been craving to hold him and be held by him and it was probably this yearning that made you fly all the way out here to see Mark rather than go home and wait for him there.

All the fancam videos from the recent concerts that were floating around certainly weren’t helping you miss him any less.

You dried your hair hurriedly, pulling on the new black lace underwear that you’d purchased just for tonight. You stood in front of the wide floor-to-ceiling mirror opposite the bed as you slipped on the crimson coloured velvet off-shoulder dress that clung to your body like a second skin, accentuating every curve and pronouncing it more. The second that you’d seen it on the mannequin at the store, it had reminded you of Mark during Regular era, in the velvet suit of the same colour and you knew how much he had loved that outfit so you were sure that this would be a pleasant surprise.

You quickly finish your makeup with a lipstick that was the same colour as your dress, your hair pulled to a side to show off your neck and adjusted the sleeves off your shoulders.

Mark isn’t going to know what hit him and you were going to make sure of it.

Taking a deep breath, you grabbed your purse and your phone from the table where it was charging and headed out of the room. You caught a cab and fidgeted during the whole ride impatiently, anxious to see him.

Right when you were around the block that lead to his hotel, your phone vibrated in your hand and you glanced down to see Mark’s message:

Where you at, babe?

The endearment made you grin despite how often he’s said it because of the fact that you could see him say it, hear it leave those lips in less than five minutes.

Three minutes, you quickly texted back as the cab pulled up to the entrance of the hotel. I’ll be right there.

You quickly got into the hotel and once you let reception know who you were and that they were expecting you, you headed straight for the lobby and made your way to their room.

You stopped once you reached the door with the number that Mark had texted you, feeling your nerves creep up on you as your stomach fluttered. You glanced at your phone screen and fixed your makeup, hesitating for a bit as you wondered whether you should text Mark to come outside so you could have a few minutes alone because you knew all the boys would be inside.

Before you could even act on it, you heard the lock jiggle and then Mark was opening the door, saying, “Why are you just stand—?”

He stops as he sees you, both your eyes widening at the sight of each other.

Mark Lee was in front of you and he was wearing a suit.

You stare at him in awe, wondering if he’s always looked this good or if your brain decided to create illusions since you hadn’t seen hum in so long.

He clears his throat, blinking a few times as he stutters, “Y/N. You… You look b—”

“Y/N!”

Your arm is suddenly grabbed as the boys pull you inside and they crowd you in a long group hug and you don’t even know whose arms are around you, your eyes still fixated on Mark who got interrupted, Mark who is still staring at you as he leans against the closed door now.

You force yourself to look away as the boys pull back and you smile at them, murmuring greetings as your eyes involuntarily slip back to Mark again and that’s when you realise:

He hasn’t touched you.

Almost as if he realises the same, he steps forward in your direction and you turn to him, lifting your arm to reach out for him but strong arms suddenly grip your forearms from behind, yanking you back slightly.

Johnny’s teasing voice is close to your ear as he says, “No kissing, guys, you know how much time Sooyong Eonnie spent on your makeup, Mark and Y/N, if you get that red lipstick of yours anywhere on him, I’m pretty sure she’ll kill you.”

You hold back your protests, knowing he was right but you were aching to touch Mark and it’s been so long since you’ve been this close to him, it was frustrating to have to hold back even now.

“It’s been so long, Hyung,” Mark smiled, rolling his eyes and you could tell even he was annoyed as he joked, “I’m sure she won’t be too mad if I hug my girlfriend after almost five months of not seeing her.”

He doesn’t even wait for a response as his hand grabs yours and yanks you forward, his arms immediately wrapping around your waist and holding you tightly to him. You raise your head slightly so that you won’t press your face to his clothes and skin, worried about getting your makeup on him as Johnny warned but Mark doesn’t seem to care as he buries his head in your hair and you can hear him inhale deeply. Your arms are around his neck as you practically melt in his grip, fitting snugly into his body and you can feel his chin on your shoulder as he keeps his head in your hair. You almost sag in relief at his grip that was tight enough to hurt but you don’t mind the pain because despite being pressed up against him as much as possible, you still wanted more.

Mark pulls away slightly, his hands still firm around you and you turned your head to meet his gaze, both of your eyes dropping to each other’s mouths at the same time.

God, I want to just…

“All right, guys, Taeyong is finally done, let’s go,” you hear SooYong’s voice as she claps her hands in order to hurry everyone out.

Mark’s shoulders deflate slightly at the same time that you let out a frustrated sigh, your breath hitting exactly on his mouth since your faces were that close to each other and he gives you a close-lipped smile as if to say, ‘I’m frustrated too,’ before quickly pressing a soft kiss to your forehead and then you feel the cool air around you replace the warmth as he lets go of you, stepping back. He reaches for your hand immediately and holding it tightly in his, you watch him as he yells at the boys to hurry up before you both walk out, hand-in-hand to the cars waiting for all of you.

***

As soon as you enter the party hall, you try to break away from Mark’s hold and step away to get some air, knowing that you wouldn’t get what you wanted—at least, not now anyway. Mark seemed almost unaffected as he casually held your hand again and talked to everyone coolly.

If you thought all the months away from him had been hell, the car ride on the way here had certainly proved you wrong: pressed up against Mark, you’d been giving him all kind of signals and signs to do something, anything, and when he’d seemed oblivious, you’d grown tired and put your hand on his thigh. Not a second later, he’d taken that hand in his own, holding it lightly.

Now you were just annoyed as you watched him goof around with the guys, beginning to think you were the only one feeling so frustrated and ready to jump him so when he let go of your hand to pick up a drink, you muttered that you’d be right back and quickly stepped away, going to the other side of the large room.

It had been almost half an hour now since you left his side but he seemed to remain unbothered that you hadn’t returned—even if he was, he certainly hadn’t done anything about it or approached you.

You stood near the free drinks table and Doyoung who was standing beside you suddenly nudged your hip with his elbow, jerking his head toward the right as he said, “What do you think about Taeyong’s new hair?”

You looked in the direction of Taeyong and cocked your head as you watched him laugh, observing the strands of black hair with thin streaks of blue falling in his eyes as he shook his head.

“He pulls it off, as always,” you commented, sipping the champagne in your glass. “His superior look will always be the Boss red and Cherry Bomb pink, though.”

“Oh, definitely,” Doyoung nodded, agreeing. “Punk and pastel colours definitely suit him.”

“You should try them too, you know,” you teased. “I miss the Cherry Bomb blueberry look.”    

Doyoung laughed and began talking about his favourite hair colours and cuts. You nodded, listening as your eyes drifted to Taeyong again who was now laughing with Mark.

Your eyes froze on him as you almost immediately tuned Doyoung out, captivated by the sight.

You had only seen Mark in the dim lights of the hotel room and even in the car, you’d tried not to look at him too much in fear of doing something beyond your control while in close proximity with the other members and managers.

But right now, Mark was standing right where the grand yellow chandelier lights were hitting him perfectly, casting a soft glow over his chiselled face and the light filtering through his freshly dyed jet-black hair. You could see the slight shimmery dark-gold accent on his eyelids and one glance was enough for you to know immediately that it was Haechan’s work and not Soyoung’s and you couldn’t help but wonder if she knew about his improvisation.

Regardless, you wanted to hug Haechan for it cause Mark looked ethereal.

Doyoung was still talking beside you—something about concepts now—and almost as if Mark could feel your eyes on him, he looked up and locked his gaze with yours.

Your breath slightly hitches as your grip tightens around the neck of the glass, watching closely as he slowly lifts the champagne flute to his lips and sips. He lowers the glass, tongue tracing his lower lip too sensually and definitely cause you’re watching. You’re watching him with parted lips now, breath heavy and eyes slightly wide.

Mark gives you that infamous small smirk and then winks.

Fuck it.

“Doyoung, I’ll be right back,” you interrupt Doyoung who is still talking without glancing at him as you quickly finish the drink in your hand. You don’t wait for a response as you slam the glass down on the counter and stride towards Mark with determination.

Fuck staying away just cause I’m not getting what I want, you think. I’m horny enough that I’ll take what I can get at this point.

You wrap your hand around Mark’s arm as soon as you reach his side and Mark, Taeyong and Johnny all stop talking as they see you.

“Where have you been, Y/N?” Taeyong asks and you answer that you were just getting a drink as Mark starts to ask something about the concert at Houston.

Johnny laughs and they began talking about the incident. You gaze up at Mark, your fingers clenched around his bicep, feeling the smooth material of the black blazer although you’d rather have it off, along with everything underneath it.

The boys get excited as they realise that they can’t recall the name of some amazing food that they had ordered in and Taeyong runs to search for Jaehyun who was the one to suggest the place.

Mark’s eyes drop to you the second that he leaves and that’s when you realise that you’re completely pressed yourself up against his side and that you were staring up at him like a starstruck idiot.

Mark runs his eyes over your face and down your body against his as he raises an eyebrow and asks slowly, “You okay? Something wrong?”

You shake your head and take a soft breath, stepping away slightly to regain some composure. Mark lowers the glass that he’d been holding on the table and grips your hand that was around his arm tightly in his right hand, his left hand resting on the small of your back. You freeze as that hand drops dangerously lower and before you can even process it, he’s cupping your ass to press you up against his front as he lowers his head to your ear.

The wall is behind you and no one can see where his hands are or what he’s even doing and if they did see you, it would only appear as if he was talking into your ear to be heard over the noise.

The hair on the back of your neck rose as you feel his warm breath on your ear, smelling the sweet champagne on it as his husky voice says,

“Y/N.”

You blink up at him, waiting and slowly feel the annoyance wash over you as he pulls his head back and you realise he has nothing else to say—he was doing it on purpose, to tease you, to rile you up.

You let out a heavy frustrated breath as you put your hand on his chest to push him back so you that you could breathe. “I have to go to the restroom,” you grumble as you start to stomp away from him and head for the other end of the hall where the restrooms were.

Mark watches you with a small smirk and when you’re surely out of earshot, Johnny comments wryly, “You know, you should probably go check on her in that restroom before she takes care of herself and leaves you cold at the hotel tonight.”

Mark’s wide eyes dart to Johnny as he questions, “Wait, what, you’ve noticed?”

He rolls his eyes, snorting as he says, “Everyone has noticed, dumbass! The sexual tension between you two is thick enough to be cut with a knife. Why do you think Taeyong left in the first place?”

“Why haven’t you left then?” Mark retorted.

“Cause I’m bored at this party and I want to know how much longer you’re going to keep teasing her by acting all cold.”

“Not longer,” Mark replies immediately, looking in the direction of where you’d disappeared. “I’m as weak as she is.”

“No, you’re weaker,” Johnny chortles. “Cause if you don’t fuck her soon, she’s mad enough that she won’t come to you and will just leave the party to go back to her hotel and take care of herself, like I said. But you will go to her.”

Mark was shaking his head. “She’s not allowed to touch herself. She knows that. I’m the only one allowed to make her cum, unless I say otherwise.”

When there was no response, Mark turns to see Johnny gawking at him with wide eyes, speechless at what he said.

“Why do you think the tension is so thick?” Mark laughed. “It’s the built-up frustration of months.”

“Well, what the fuck are you waiting for then?” Johnny demands, jerking his head towards the direction of the restroom.

Mark shakes his head again. “I need to catch her in the act. That way, I get to punish her.” He smirked up at Johnny. “That’s better, isn’t it? I’m a genius.”

Johnny rolled his eyes again as he glanced at the watch on his wrist. “If you don’t go soon, I think she’s going to get there without you and leave you with blue balls at our hotel, genius.”

Mark curses as he starts walking quickly to the restrooms.

***

You stare at your reflection in the mirror, your cheeks flushed almost the same colour as your lipstick and dress.

“Fucking asshole,” you mutter under your breath as you fan your face with your hand, trying to cool yourself down. You were considering heading straight for the airport and flying back home, just to show your boyfriend how petty you could be.

Only Mark Lee would want to tease and play hard-to-get after almost five months of a dry spell.

The door to the restroom opened and you glanced up at the mirror to see Mark walking in behind you.

“Hey,” he said, his eyes running over your entire frame. “You okay? You’ve been here a while.”

You glare at him in the reflection, even though he’s just staring at your back now, especially your ass.

“I’m fantastic, Mark,” you spat out sarcastically.

The hint of a smirk ghosts his face as he takes your shoulder and gently tugs you around to face him.

“Hey,” Marks says, his voice low. “I didn’t get to tell you earlier but you look gorgeous. I love this dress on you so much, it’s so red and so perfect and so… tight.”

His eyes are no where close to your face as he breathes the last word and you stare at him in disbelief before finally giving in to your screaming desires. You grab the lapels of his coat and yank him to you, pressing your lips to his in a feverish kiss.

Your grip on his collar is fierce as you spin him around and force him backward until he is pressed against the marble counters, kissing him desperately. Mark’s eyes are wide, definitely never having seen you be so dominative before but he quickly regains control as he pushes himself off the counter, wrestling his tongue into your mouth.

“Why the fuck haven’t you touched me all night?” you muttered breathlessly in between kisses.

“So that you’d touch yourself,” Mark replied, his hands roaming your back before finally settling on cupping your ass as he says, “I’m surprised that you haven’t already.”

“I thought I wasn’t supposed to,” you glare at him, kissing him fiercer in annoyance at his response and knowing that it hurt when he groaned, his hand squeezing your cheek tighter.

“Exactly,” he breathes, his other hand coming up to grip the back of your neck firmly and hold you in place so you could look at him when he says, “I want to punish you.”

You moaned at the delicious word, immediately taking effect on your body as you almost collapse in his arms. He quickly spins you both around so that you were pressed up against the counter for support now as you grip his hair tightly, letting Mark leave hungry wet kisses all over your bare neck.

“God, Mark,” you moaned. “I’ve been waiting for so long.”

“Yeah, you weren’t subtle,” he smirked, sucking a bruise into your neck. “Everyone noticed, it’s like you were in heat.”

He lifts his head to press his lips now tainted the same red as yours to your mouth, his one hand pulling the top of your dress down enough so he can take off your lace bra. He pinches your nipple with one hand while the other wanders down, cupping your heat through your dress and you part your legs involuntarily to give him easier access.

Mark moans loudly into your mouth as he feels how wet you already are. “You’re so desperate for me.”

“I am,” you begged. “Please touch me, baby, touch me.”

“I am touching you,” he replies, nibbling your earlobe.

“More,” you moan, the despair in your voice clear to even your own ears. “I want more.”

You feel his lips stop kissing you and he pulls back to look at you. You’re leaning back against the counter in an uncomfortable position and from the way that Mark looks at you, you can tell how needy you must look with your swollen lips, messy hair and throat that’s slowly blooming with purple bruises.

Mark’s eyes cloud over as his hand tightens over your clothed core. He reluctantly pulls it out from between your thighs and mutters, “Let’s go.”

“What?” You blink away the lusty haze to look at him, confused. “Go? Really?” You pause. “What about the party?”

“I don’t give a fuck,” Mark retorted. “Johnny Hyung will cover for me with whatever excuse he thinks is best, he owes me for the last time he snuck out of practice with Ten anyway.”

You grin breathlessly at him, pressing a quick kiss to his lips. “Okay, let’s go.”

You hastily fix your dress and pat down your hair as best as you can, wiping off the lipstick that is completely smudged now all over your jaw and neck. Mark only washes off the dark lipstick too, not bothering about his finger-fucked hair as he walks out of the restroom impatiently, hand tightly gripping yours. You watch as he nods at Johnny who rolls his eyes when he sees the pair of you and when he gives a slight shake of his head in refusal to cover for you, Mark stops walking to loudly mouth, “Ten” at him, making Johnny’s eyes grow wide.

You can hear Johnny’s exasperated sigh even from across the room and you grin as he flips Mark off before nodding tiredly and that’s all it takes for Mark to quickly drag you to the doors that lead out of the hotel to the parking lot.

He shoves you into one of their cars, hands immediately roaming your body and touching as much of your skin that is exposed. You realise how right he was about you definitely being a bitch in heat as you’re already panting and moaning with just his hands on you.

You breathlessly rattle out Mark’s hotel address to the driver and Mark cuts you off quickly with a, “No. Give your hotel.”

“What?” You shook your head. “Someone could see you.”

He stretches over the seat to reach into the back and pulls out a bag in which there were trench coats, face masks and sunglasses.

And that’s when you realise this is a company car. It’s SM’s van, of course they’d have the disguises for any emergencies.

And if this didn’t count as an emergency, you don’t know what did.

Mark looks up to meet your eyes, not glancing at the driver as he says the name of your hotel, “Hotel Sapphire. And drive fast.”

As the car starts, he presses the button on the side to pull up the dark screen that shields the driver from seeing you two in the back as Mark resumes groping you, his hands running up the length of your legs.

“I love how this sticks to you, it’s so sexy,” he comments as he pushes the material up your thighs and sides, bunching it up around your waist to get to where he wants.

You’re already a moaning mess as you feel the cool air of the car’s air conditioning wrap around your thighs, a relief and a trigger at the same time. Mark’s hands feel hot against your skin, raising goosebumps in their wake as they trail up your thighs. His one hand is fondling your covered breast and you help him tug the dress down, writhing in his arms.

You’re splayed over the backseat with Mark lying on top of you as his mouth immediately goes to your bare nipple, sucking and biting harshly and his hand moves in between your thighs. You moan as you feel his hand push aside the lace fabric covering your pussy and you lift your ass so that he can pull the panty down easier, which he does at an animalistic pace before his fingers find your centre again, two digits pushing in without warning.

You arch your back off the seat, eyes closing as you feel him scissor and stretch you out, your walls already dripping with arousal as you twitch beneath him. Cool air hits your wet breast as you feel him pull away and you open your eyes to see him watching your face as he keeps moving his finger around inside you, teasingly avoiding your clit.

“Mark,” you groaned, desperate as you buck your hips up into his fingers, needing any friction you could get. “Mark, please.”

You could see his eyes darken with lust at your plea even in the unlit car. He leaned forward and kissed you fiercely, smirking against your mouth as the pads of his fingers finally found your clit, making you arch further into him. He circled your clit quickly, not letting you adjust to his fingers or pace and you were already clenching around his hand, whining against his mouth.

You moved your hand from its firm grip on his forearm and wrapped it around his shoulders as you pulled away from the kiss, throwing your head back as he fingered you faster. You can feel Mark’s eyes on you as you gasp heavily, feeling his other hand hold your knee firmly to keep your thighs spread as his fingers worked you into your high.

The knot in your stomach grew tighter and you knew you were close as you started shaking, holding on to Mark tightly as if you would fall off the very edge that he was bringing you closer to.

Your moans grew louder as you felt your walls clenching and Mark’s finger suddenly slowed, one finger extracting and rubbing over your slit lazily.

You raised your head from the seat, eyes shooting wide open to look at Mark only to notice that he was smirking.

“You—” you cut yourself off as he pulled out his hand completely and licked the glistening liquid off of it.

“We’re here,” he replied, blinking innocently as he removed his fingers from his lips with an audible ‘pop’ sound and looked around, the car slowing to a complete stop as you saw the familiar lights of your hotel building through the window.

Again. He’d edged you on purpose and timed it perfectly so that he had an excuse.

You pulled up your dress over your chest and opened the lock, kicking the door open in frustration. You stepped out on shaky legs, needing the support of the car to stand as you grip on to your purse tightly. You adjusted your skirt the best you could, tugging it down your legs as you felt smothered by the tight dress suddenly, just wanting to rip it off your body.

Mark stepped out from the opposite side, wearing a black trench coat that looked suspiciously like Johnny’s from the way it almost drowned his smaller frame, a bucket hat pulled over his hair and down low to cover his face that was concealed beneath a mask.

The car pulls away from between you two and you glare at Mark who you know well enough to know that he is doing that annoying smirk behind the mask. His eyes are teasing little crescents as he chuckles when you huff and move to stride past him into the hotel, his hand reaching out to grab your own and stopping you.

You both make your way quickly into the hotel, Mark in tow as you check in hastily at the reception and head for the elevators, stepping in right as it opens and pressing the 12th button. You swivel around and watch as Mark quickly jabs the button to close the doors when you spot a man heading for your elevator.

You roll your eyes as the doors close, ready to tell Mark off but the words freeze in your mouth as he pulls off the face mask and turns to you, dropping to his knee in front of you. A loud gasp escapes your throat as he grabs your thigh, throwing your leg over his shoulder and you watch as his head disappears under the velvet of your dress. Your hands shoot out to grab the steel rail behind you, fingers tightening around the cylindrical bar as you lean your head back. Your eyes fall on the reflection of the shiny mirrored walls of the elevator and you can see the back of Mark’s head as he buries it in your throbbing heat, the sight turning you on more.

You moan loudly, throwing his stupid bucket hat across the elevator floor, fingers going to grip his hair tightly as you finally feel his tongue on your clit. He tongues you frantically, lapping up all your wetness and you can hear him sucking and licking, the noise sounding like heaven to your ears as it echoes in the elevator.

It doesn’t take you long to unravel under Mark’s merciless tongue, especially after all the teasing that he’d been doing tonight—your orgasm comes crashing over you, making your eyes roll back in your head as you almost grow dizzy with the arousal. Mark doesn’t slow down or let up as he continues licking around your walls, collecting all of your cum. You squirm as you feel his tongue flick your sore clit and you see your eyes widen in the reflection opposite you as you feel the elevator slow its ascent.

You yank on his head and Mark stands up right as the elevator dings, meeting your wide eyes and smirking as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. The doors open and you see a trio of guys whose eyebrows raise in unison at the sight of you two.

You pull down your skirt the best that you can but Mark remains unbothered, snatching the hat from the floor and pulling it over his head while taking your hand. Your legs are unstable, a fact that Mark picks up on quickly as he wraps his arm around your waist and practically hauls you out of the elevator. You let him manhandle you as he drags you to your room quickly away from the three guys who were definitely snickering at you two now.

Mark quickly finds the key card in your purse and swipes it over the lock, pushing you into the room when he gets the door open. You turn to face him as he enters, kicking the door shut behind him as his hands come to grab you again. You’re quicker this time, pushing into him with the same force that you had in the bathroom earlier as you slam him against the door. Your lips find his and his arms wind around your waist tightly.

“Stop trying to take control,” he mutters against your lips, thrusting his tongue into your mouth to make his point clearer.

“Take control then,” you taunted, fingers gripping the small hairs at the back of his neck tightly enough to hurt.

Mark let out a low moan at the pain as he bit your lower lip at your bratty comment. He pushed you from him long enough to grab the hem of your dress and pull it down at the speed of light. You blinked, momentarily taken aback at the lack of underwear and Mark caught the expression on your face.

“Bra is at the restroom of that party and your underwear is on the floor of the car,” he explained, standing up from pulling off the dress off your legs.

“Those were new,” you stated, narrowing your eyes at him.

“I really don’t give a fuck, babe,” Mark replied wryly, as he pulled you to him and started kissing you again. Your hands quickly worked his coat off of his arms and your fingers flew at lightning speed to unbutton the white shirt that had been on him for far too long now.  

You ran your hands down his bare chest once you finally got it off, both of you moaning into each other’s mouths at the sensation of skin-on-skin, finally, after so many months.

“Say it again,” he muttered into your mouth, his voice husky as his hands fondled your bare breasts.

“What?” You panted, grinding up against the bulge in his pants desperately.

“The restroom, when I was touching you.”

You immediately know what he means and arch further into him, grinding into him harder as you say with all the desperation that you feel, “Touch me more. I want more, I need more. Please, baby, touch me.”

Mark groans loudly, pulling away for a second to look at you. “God, that is the hottest thing, Y/N.”

He takes off his pants and boxers, grabbing your hand as he steps away from the pile of your clothes. He pulls you further inside your room, turning you around to face the wide floor-to-ceiling mirror opposite your bed. You watch with bated breath as he grabs the dressing chair and drags it to the front of you, pulling your one leg up so that you could rest your foot on it.

“God,” you breathe, leaning back against his bare chest as you stare at his face in the reflection, his eyes focused only on you as his fingers find your clit again.

“Is this it?” he grunts in your ear, one arm in your hair to hold your head back so that he could watch you in the mirror as you fuck his hand. “Is this what you wanted, you impatient slut?”

“Fuck, daddy,” the word leaves your mouth in a breathy moan before you can stop it and you know it turns on Mark so you continue, “More, I want more, please, I want you inside me.”

He fingers you rapidly, edging you over again until you’re a quivering mess. You’re thankful for the support of the chair as you know you wouldn’t be able to stand without it. Mark pulls out his hand as soon as he feels you clenching and you watch him in the mirror as he coats his erection that is already spilling precum with your wetness that was dripping off his hand.

He doesn’t wait as he slips it inside your slit easily with the way that its spread open, thanks to your raised leg. You lean forward, gripping the top rail of the chair tightly as you feel him fill you up deliciously. You’re moaning at the sensation that you’d missed so much, both of you realising that you had gotten tighter from the months you’d been apart as he feels the resistance.

Mark slowly thrusts into you, letting you adjust to him and as soon as you do, he doesn’t wait to hammer into you. Hands tight on your hips, he holds you in place as he fucks you into oblivion. The position that you were in let him reach the spot that sparked your orgasm much faster and his hands find your breasts that are bouncing with the force of every thrust.

“M-Mark,” you whine, your eyes tearing up from the arousal and stimulations that he was giving you. You could feel your head spinning again at how good this was, at how you were feeling pain that shifted into intense pleasure, at how good Mark was giving it to you.

“Cum with me, baby,” he whispers hoarsely into your ear, thrusting harder and rougher as you feel him reaching his high too. The air is hot and heavy around the two of you, filled with the filthy sounds of your skin slapping and a chorus of moans. His hand drops to between your thighs again and just a brush of his fingers over your sore clit is enough to have you cumming all over his hand again. It triggers his own orgasm as you feel his cum fill you up inside your pussy in thick spurts that along with yours are too much that it overflows and spills out of you, dripping down your thighs.

Your voice is hoarse as you let out a final whimper. You lean forward on your outstretched arm that was gripping the chair for support, your body slick with sweat as Mark collapses against your back too, his arms around you in a loose backhug.

Both of your heavy breathing and pants are all that you can hear as you try to regain your composure and suddenly, you feel soft familiar lips press against the nape of your neck in a gentle kiss, the gesture already relaying what Mark couldn’t say since he was so bad at words.

You smile and lean back into Mark, your hand coming to wrap around his own that was on your stomach.

“I missed you too, Mark.”

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ice dancer!ash (ice dancer!sooyong) au

Ashton Taeyong Kwon (born December 24, 1995) is an American ice dancer. A dancer in his childhood, Kwon began training as a singles figure skater at age ten before being paired with childhood friend Lee Sooyeon as an ice dancing team when he was fourteen. Together with Lee, he has earned six Olympic medals. They are the 2022 and 2026 Olympic champions and the 2018 Olympic bronze medalists, as well as the 2022 and 2026 gold medalists in the team event and the 2018 bronze medalists in the team event. They are the most decorated American ice dance team of all time and the most decorated Olympic figure skaters of all time .

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Girl Group Fic Rec

A/N: Because I feel bad that I’m not going to be posting much this week. Please enjoy these fics while I suffer through the last week of classes and four major papers. - Admin Kiwi

Twice

Bedside Manner - Nayeon/Jeongyeon - T - Jeongyeon ends up breaking the record for most visits to the hospital in a month. She claims she's doing it for the challenge, but her friends are pretty sure it has more to do with a certain nurse she keeps running into.

Actions Speak Louder - Nayeon/Jeongyeon - T - Fate normally sounds romantic, but Nayeon is beginning to think that it's a curse in the form of this damned mystery girl in her class. College!AU

in the mood for love - Chaeyoung/Tzuyu - Chaeyoung often laughed as if nobody were watching, and Tzuyu now understood when Teresa Teng sang of smiles being comparable to flowers blooming on a sweet, Spring day.

louder - Nayeon/Jeongyeon - jeongyeon marvelled at the way nayeon made her feel like everything was alright with the world.and even if it wasn’t, that’s fine too. because they could take on the world someday, so long as they were in this together. (based on jeongyeon's part-time job at the bakery that she had while she was a trainee.)

get off free. - Nayeon/Momo, Mina/Sana - M - placing the bloodied knife down onto the oak table, nayeon blinks once, taking a deep breath in. well, fuck. serial killer au.

The Great Fog of 1893 - Jihyo/Tzuyu - T/M(?) - Vampire!AU - The last dairy entries of Miss Park Jihyo, regarding the events leading up to her disappearance, in 1893.

points and theories - Chaeyoung/Tzuyu - G - chaeyoung loves math, and, although tzuyu doesn’t always understand, chaeyoung finds a way to make it simple

sugar, we’re going down - Tzuyu/Jihyo, Nayeon/Jeongyeon, Dahyun/Chaeyoung, Momo/Sana - M - "look!" nayeon's mouth is right at her ear. tzuyu doesn't even need to back away, because the volume's just right. "the purple-haired one, right at the front. apparently she's part veela."

Afterglow - Mina/Chaeyoung, Nayeon/Momo, Sana/Dahyun, Jihyo/Tzuyu - T -Twice/X-Men AU. After discovering she has the power of hypnosis, Mina is sent off by her parents to a hidden school for the gifted in Korea where she will be safe from anyone attempting to harness her powers as a weapon. There, Mina befriends eight other girls, each with extraordinary powers of their own, that will help her to come to terms with being a mutant, as well as help her learn to control her powers, which can be detrimental, even deadly, to those around her.

Another Pretty Face - Nayeon/Mina - G - Nayeon’s used to imagining herself in healthy relationships with beautiful strangers she sees on the streets. Mina’s an interesting character who keeps showing up in her life from time to time.

Nightswimming - Nayeon/Jeongyeon - T - Nayeon is first. She's the best. She's always the best. Until she's fourth. 2yeon swimming AU; in which Nayeon is the star of the college swim team and Jeongyeon is her roommate.

Compliment - Momo/Sana - G - Three times Momo complimented Sana thinking she didn’t know japanese and the one time Sana returned the compliment

Game - Nayeon/Jeongyeon, Sana/Dahyun, Momo/Mina - T - It's finally Jeongyeon's year. She's finally the starting pitcher and she's got this. At least she thinks she does. But the opposing team's head cheerleader, Im Nayeon has different plans.

A guide to handling the girl who makes you write Batman on her coffee cup. - Jihyo/Momo - G - In which Jihyo is a barista and Momo has way too much fun coming up with weird names.

Green Tea - Jeongyeon/Sana - G - Jeongyeon needs to focus on her essay for class buts it’s pretty hard when her crush is looking sad and ill in the next room. Jeongyeon can’t act on it they’re unwritten rules about falling in love with your housemates. Right?

LOONA

On That Day, I Wished It Would Blossom in the Sun - Kim Lip/JinSoul - T - In which Jungeun is the local florist and Jinsoul is the tattoo artist down the road whose smile renders Jungeun speechless, leaves her desperately searching for wherever the air in her lungs went. She thinks Jinsoul took it with her.

the coloring book - Yves/Chuu - G - sooyong was never good with children, and although she loves her niece yeojin, she wasn't particularly happy to pick her up from kindergarten. little did she know she'd meet someone really, really special there.

Drowning In You - Kim Lip/JinSoul - lifeguard jungeun saves popular girl Jinsoul from drowning. feelings may or may not have ensued.

Goal - Hyunjin/Choerry (rare pairing!) - G - Friend asked for Hyunrry AU, and this is what happened. Soccer! and Highschool!AU

Wake Up Call (It's Like Holding Hands) - Hyunjin/Heejin, background Haseul/Vivi, Yves/Chuu, Kim Lip/Jinsoul, Olivia Hye/Go Won - G - “Happy Halloween, hoes,” is the first thing Yeojin says at exactly twelve midnight, before dumping a box of spiders onto Chaewon’s head. Or, Hyunjin is in love with Heejin. Yeojin tries to "help". Just another day in the LOONA dorm.

if you were also looking for me - Yves/Chuu (and background ships) - T - The annual talent show auditions are being managed by none other than Jiwoo's mortal enemy, it's snowing in September, and Jiwoo may or may not have vague magical powers. But hey, it's junior year: anything may as well happen, right? Featuring: teenage angst, social media, bathroom graffiti, magic-induced fainting, unhealthy amounts of obliviousness, truly awful pickup lines (courtesy of one Heejin Jeon), and the worst recorded snowstorm in history.

But My Heart is Like Paper (You're Too Good To Be True) - Go Won/Olivia Hye - Hyejoo looks at the little paper crane, spies the telltale pencil markings on its wings from where she had written her algebra work down before folding it. Gingerly, she picks it up, smiles to herself as she pinches its neck and tail, pushing and pulling, watching the paper crane’s wings go up and down. A light bulb flickers on in her head .Or, Hyejoo just wants to brighten Chaewon's week, so she folds her origami every day and hopes it's enough to bring a smile. Highschool!AU

Truth//Dare - All popular ships - G - All Jung Jinsol wants to do is take the train home after school. But when it breaks down, leaving her and 11 other girls stuck in a compartment, what's a girl to do but play a few rounds of Truth or Dare?

stole my napkins and my heart - Haseul/Vivi - G - Haseul wonders what exactly it is about the napkins at the cafe she works at that makes them worth stealing, and wonders what exactly to call the little leap her heart does when she sees the napkin thief.

Gonna fly now - Go Won/Olivia Hye - G - Truthfully, the boxing club had been their very last hope. Hyejoo had tried everything from football to swimming along with a impressive number of martial arts but after each she’d shrugged her shoulders and said she didn’t felt like playing it again and her parents had sighed and said let’s try something else then. But then Hyejoo enters the boxing club and while her parents starts chatting with the coach her sight immediately settles on the tiny girl with the long black hair who’s hitting a punching bag in a corner of the room like she wants it dead. She can’t seem to be able to stop watching.

tempting - Haseul/Vivi - T - Vivi hated this part of her job. Angel/Devil Au

what stays below, what flies above - Haseul/Vivi - Story behind Queen Vivian's favorite painting.

you make loving fun - Haseul/Vivi - G - Kahei desperately needs a date take to her parents’ company event so they won’t set her up with another “appropriate suitor”. Of course, she does what everyone in their right mind would do—she talks her long-time crush into being her fake girlfriend for the weekend. What could possibly go wrong?

cheating - Haseul/JinSoul - T - Soulmate AU where whatever your soulmate writes on their skin, it appears on yours too. And Haseul's soulmate loves to cheat on her exams.

there's sunshine in your smile - Chuu/Kim Lip - G - “She has the hots for Kim Jiwoo. Ran out midway to get her flowers and everything,” Sooyoung reports, flinching when Jungeun glares at her and raises her fist. Haseul has to step in between them to break up the impending fight. With Sooyoung cackling this much, it wouldn’t be long before Jungeun actually punched her anyway. Or: Jiwoo sings like an angel, and Jungeun runs out mid-concert to get flowers for the girl who moved her with just her voice.

steal my heart, too - Kim Lip/JinSoul - G - At first, Jinsol isn’t quite sure what to think as she watches a chubby Shiba Inu walk into her small pet store via the motion detector door because… well, the dog’s owner is nowhere to be seen. Jinsol just stares as the tiny dog struts up to one of the shelves, taking hold of a small bag of treats in its mouth. Amused, Jinsol just keeps watching as the dog walks out of the store. Wait, Jinsol thinks, I’ve just been shoplifted by a dog.

santa baby - Olivia Hye/? - G - it’s not until the fourth time that hyejoo gets suspicious. or,on the first day of december hyejoo finds a small present packed neatly on her desk. and the gifts keep on coming.

Red Velvet

Debugging - Irene/Seulgi - T - Irene is a game developer struggling to analyze what everything meant. Seulgi is a barista who thought she knew it all. Very loosely based on the web drama Game Development Girls.

Let’s Fall In Love For The Night - Irene/Wendy - T - Wendy catches the eye of a certain senior after a performance and a fall.

parties, smiles, and ice cream - Irene/Wheein (Mamamoo) - irene finds herself interested in a girl who owns a sketchbook, likes oversized sweaters, and doesn't mind strawberries at a not so interesting party.

a game is better when played by two - Irene/Seulgi - G - Kang Seulgi always sits beside the same girl on the bus ride home. Or where in Seulgi and Irene are two grown ass women who are passionate about playing mobile games.

Inside This Place is Warm - Irene/Seulgi - G - Irene is a barista at her university's coffee shop, and she just so happens to be the object of someone's affection. The only problem is that no one is quite sure who that "someone" is. This is where Seulgi and her friends come in. Or, in which Irene's a senior in college and she loses her mind over her beautiful neighbor, who she talks to far too often for it to be healthy.

IZ*ONE

it was such a sight, but it was just fluorescent high rises - Chaewon/Minjoo - G - minjoo discovers something about chaewon she shouldn't haveor in which it took her quite the time to get used in seeing her smile. highschool!au

of spells and potions - Chaewon/Minjoo, Yujin/Wonyoung - G - In-progress - Everybody in Hogwarts thinks the same of Yujin, Minju and Chaewon.They want to be friends with Yujin, want to date Minju, and want to never cross paths with Chaewon. /aka that hogwarts au no one asked for

Just Who the Hell Do You Think I Am? - Yena/Hyewon - G - Hyewon starts to regret so much about her life when her tinder date gets bundled into the back of a police car before she sets foot inside the restaurant.

Flavour of the Month - Hitomi/Nayoung (Produce 48/Banana Culture) - G -  Nayoung suffers a heartbreak and someone makes her heart race

i told you so - Eunbi/Hyewon, side Chaeyeon/Sakura - T - “Why are you guys arguing over the last condom if you’re both lesbians?” Yena asks. Eunbi and Hyewon both go beet red, avoiding eye contact. “Well, I mean, it’s always good to be safe,” Eunbi tries, but a lightbulb goes off in Yena’s head and she says “ohhhhh,” very loudly, wiggling her eyebrows. “I don’t get it,” Chaewon says. Eunbi thinks she might die of embarrassment. Or, Hyewon is a figure skater and Eunbi is an ice hockey player. They meet at the Winter Olympics in a rather unconventional way, but it turns out alright.

Stay Right There - Eunbi/Hyewon - Eunbi could only wish to be as carefree as Hyewon, instead of being the next CEO of Kwon Enterprises.

Mornings - Hitomi/Chaewon - Hitomi would always sneak up to the other dorm just to cuddle with Chaewon after their schedules.

Sweeter Than Fiction - Yena/Yuri - In-progress - Right in the moment Yuri met Choi Yena in that chat room, she knew the girl was gonna be someone important in her life or, Yuri being absolutely whipped by Yena since the first time they talked to each other and her rollercoaster ride going through feelings while being a broke college student with lots of responsibilities

Zone Wars - G - IZ*ONE's gamer line plays games to mixed results. Sakura taunts, Hyewon wins, Yena complains, and Minju just wants to be included.

BlackPink

And Fall - Jisoo/Lisa - G -  Her eyes, behind the lenses catching the veiled sunlight that must be blinding her, are so unguarded, glittering like quick little honey droplets. A gentle, thoughtless smile remains on her lips, even in the absence of an answer. It was hard enough resisting sweet underclassman Lisa, with her bleach-damaged hair and limbs far too long, movements far too sharp, for her body. But this? A gorgeously content Lisa, grown into herself and oblivious of the effect she has on the world, smiling at Jisoo so tenderly it must be a crime? Damn near impossible.

From every Sunday evening to every Sunday night - Jennie/Lisa - G -  Lisa wants Jennie to know the way she feels about her, so she writes her a note every day of the week.

CLC

Pumpkin spice with an undecent ammount of cream - Sorn/Seunghee - G - Seasons were only the background for companies to ask for money: “hey! Do you want to be like that girl, long curly hair, perfect make up, that is looking through the window as autumn settles in? Then come buy here! Everything is orange, red, maroon and brown and it tastes like pumpkin!” Seasons could suck Sorn’s toe for all they were worth. “And what would you like today?” “A pumpkin spice latte, please.” Or where Sorn has this big crush on a barista.

like a cat - Yujin/Yeeun - G -  Yeeun is a very, very tired college student. She doesn't believe her eyes when she sees a large cat dancing in the middle of a shopping centre. She didn't even know cats could dance. Yujin works at a cat cafe and sometimes has to wear a cat costume to advertise the cafe at the mall. One day, a very tired and loud girl stops to watch Yujin dance.

late groceries - Elkie/Sorn - G - sure it was too late for that, but still, they really needed their groceries. it was Urgent.

unexpected - Yujin/Yeeun - G - yeeun entered the building waiting for a job, and left with a soulmate.

Dancing with our hands tied - Sorn/Yeeun - T - A bet, an unforgettable night, and a really regretful Yeeun.

Weki Meki

trying to find an island in the flood - Doyeon/Yoojung - G - It is not the first time Yoojung has climbed into Doyeon’s bed, but it feels different, when Yoojung sticks her feet under the warmth of the blankets and Doyeon’s arms wrap around her almost instantly. “Sometimes,” Doyeon begins, absentmindedly tucking a strand of hair behind Yoojung’s ear, “I feel like I’ve already met my soulmate. But other times, I’m not sure, you know?” Something twists uncomfortably in Yoojung’s stomach and she swallows.

it's my favorite business interaction - Rina/Lucy - "Doyeon unnie, as much as I appreciate this, I'm seventeen. When am I going to need this?" "Interviews," Doyeon says offhandedly. "What… kind of interviews…?" "Like your date with Hyojung," Yoojung helpfully supplies. "That's sort of an interview." "Who said I was going on a date with Hyojung?"

Win Again - Doyeon/Somi (i.o.i, soloist) - G - High school heartthrob Jeon Somi's taekwondo team gets a budget cut for the cheerleading team's new uniforms. She has mixed feelings about their future captain, Kim Doyeon.

ten reasons why - Lua/Rina - G -  Soeun lists down ten reasons why she hates Sookyung.

fromis_9

the dazzling you, the angelic you - Saerom/Gyuri - G - Beautiful, breathtaking, alluring. That’s what Saerom was. And Gyuri couldn't bring herself to take her eyes off of her, ever.

despacito - Seoyeon/Jiwon - G - it’s this moment, seoyeon thinks, that her idol training has been preparing her for. that is, singing an extremely romantic song in front of the girl who you’ve liked for several months, who also happens to look extremely attractive right now.

the sun was in my eyes (the sun was in her smile) - M - Saerom/Gyuri, Saerom/Hayoung  "So, how did you and Gyuri meet?" Hayoung asks.Saerom should be more prepared than this. She has an email in her outbox sent to gyuljang@gmail.com with the subject line important backstory details for a reason. "Through Chaeyoung, the intern?" "Well, you guys look cute together," Hayoung says, giving Saerom an enthusiastic nod. (a buzzfeed AU)

Finding Solace - Saerom/Gyuri - G - Forest sprite Gyuri keeps finding a girl going back to the forest.

Pristin

all my nights taste like gold - Eunwoo/Rena - G - yaebin looked around quickly, but no one was looking at them. "you shouldn't call me that. if they hear you--" "you're always gonna be kang yaebin to me, dummy," eunwoo interrupted. "if they don't like it they can answer to me.”yaebin felt a rush of warmth in her chest, like she was comfortable in her own skin for the first time in years. she had almost forgotten that eunwoo always made her feel that way.

I'm Your Girl ? - Rena/Roa - T  “Do you want to know what’s on my mind right now then?” Minkyung asked slowly. Yebin looked back at her and nodded. “It’s you. It’s almost always you,”

falling, falling, falling (for you, you, you) - Kyulkyung/Eunwoo - it's like everything in jieqiong's life shifts into place, while also simultaneously crumbles, within five seconds.

Another Halloween - Yuha/Eunwoo - G - Kyungwon and Eunwoo spend their Halloween together, like always

WJSN

of course the snake would hate the lion - Luda/Eunseo - T - son juyeon, a muggleborn, was incompatible with lee luda, a girl that grew up with her parents telling her that muggles were inferior than them. when she sees herself being target of juyeon's jokes and attention, she thinks she's in hell. she really hates the younger girl, she's pretty sure of that, but when juyeon's get involved in a quidditch accident, luda started to care more than the normal about the other's well being.

Dreamcatcher

Summer Dream - Yoohyeon/Dami - T - Ever since she was little, Yoohyeon has spent her summers lazing away at the country club pool. Funny enough, despite spending so much time there, she never learned to swim. This summer there’s a hot new lifeguard in town who Yoohyeon is helplessly crushing on. When Yoohyeon’s genius of a best friend flings her in the pool in order to try and catch her crush’s attention, another girl ends up saving her from drowning and stealing her heart in the process…

close to you - Yoohyeon/Siyeon, SuA/JiU - T - Kim Yoohyeon has two goals for this school year: to get the solo at the school concert and to enjoy her life alone in her new apartment. Both of these goals are crossed by Lee Siyeon, Yoohyeon's biggest rival since middle school, when unfortunate circumstances lead to them having to share more than just their passion for singing...

A Date in Stilettos - Yoohyeon/Dami, SuA/Siyeon - Blind dates aren't supposed to be amazing.

Traffic Duty - Yoohyeon/Dami - T - Officer Lee Yoobin has the most boring shift ever, or she thinks she does.

One Of The Nightmares  - Handong/Yoohyeon - T - Yoohyeon often has nightmares while sleeping and while awake. Handong is always there to bring her back from them.

half my bones - JiU/Siyeon - T -  when siyeon wakes up, she finds herself in a garden of lilies. Hanahaki Disease.

i want it, i got it - Yoohyeon/Dami - E - Yoobin has quite a few feelings about Yoohyeon's outfit from the performance of 7 Rings.

[wegotjiminsjams]

Drama Llama 3

Chapter : 3

Jin X Reader

Word Count: 2829

Genre: Angst, fluff, humour (maybe?), enemies to lovers

You were so restless after seeing the mail that you couldn’t sleep the entire night. Usually you wouldn’t care much if you were late by 5 or 10 minutes but you made sure you left half an hour early so you had enough time to convince Mr. Lee to change your partner. When you reach his office you are surprised to see Jin who is already there. You are somewhat offended that he is here to discuss the same thing, he has been the one annoying you! How dare he have a problem with you!

 Before you could even ask Mr. Lee, he says,”I know what brings you here Ms.Y/n, I have already discussed this matter in detail with Jin, it is essential for both of you to learn to get along with everyone as not all situations are going to be favorable to you”, and he adds,” My class starts in 10 minutes Ms.Y/n , at least  you won’t be late today”.

As Mr. Lee is about to walk out of his office, you burst out, “Oh so what problem do you have with me? You are the one being rude and annoying, even if you were the last person I had to pair up with for an assignment I wouldn’t! Mr.Lee I want to do this assignment alone if I can not have another partner!”

Mr. Lee is about to say something but Jin cuts him off  “ Look at your arrogant self! Back at it again like everyone’s dying to be paired with you! I have no interest either! I am doing this assignment on my own and that is what I was discussing with him before you got here!”

“Enough is enough! I have been nice and tried to reason with the both of you, but if you haven’t understood let me make this clear one last time, you Ms. Y/n and you Mr. Seokjin, if you want to pass this class, will work together or face the consequences”.

 Mr.Lee bursts out clearly annoyed with the both of you, you had managed to get the calmest professor you had ever seen agitated.

 “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a class to take and you both have a class to attend if you remember”, to which you both apologize and head to class.

 You decide to meet in the cafe after class to discuss on how to make this work now because you weren’t given a choice.

Seeing you both enter with Mr.Lee, the whole class could guess what would have happened. You go take a seat next to Sooyoung and start complaining about how Jin wanted a change of partner when he is the one who has been annoying and rude. 

To which Sooyoung responds,” It would anyway work in your favour Y/n, why is it affecting you so much?” , which is very unlike Sooyoung because she usually listens without questioning much.

 This puts you in deep thought and you barely listen to the class.You look at Jin, who is already looking in your direction which makes you very embarrassed. You think about how your discussion would go in the cafeteria and if you both could even reach an agreement. You’re still lost in your thoughts when the bell rings.

 Crap! It’s time to interact with the devil himself. You take a deep breath and head straight to the cafeteria to get done with it. 

Once you enter the cafeteria you realise you are going to need major amounts of tolerance to deal with Seokjin’s annoying ass, so to avoid any forthcoming headaches you go to grab a cup of coffee first. Once you do you look around and find him already waiting at an empty table. He’s looking at his phone and hence doesn’t notice you and only looks up when you plop yourself opposite to him. 

“Aah! The princess is here” he says in a mocking tone “Shall we begin?” 

“Don’t call me that!” you retort

“Why? Would you prefer ‘Your Highness instead?” he says continuing to mock you.

It hasn’t even been five minutes and you’re already done with him. But you’re surely not going to let him have the last laugh. “Infact yes, I would much rather prefer that” you say “Besides let’s just get down to business I don’t want to be here any longer than I have to” you say before he can cut you off. 

“I don’t want to be stuck with you either okay” he continues “And yes let’s just begin with it. So do you have any suggestions on whose work we should study and elaborate on?” he asks

“I did have a few ideas” you say hesitatingly. Since you don’t know if you and Seokjin will be able to work together you think of playing it safe by choosing the most common choice, so that later on even if he doesn’t do his part you can manage on your own along with the abundance of information available online. If you choose someone who is not so popular you may not have enough resources to fall back on. 

“Well..go on..” he says

“How about Shakespeare?” you say. “His work has been studied extensively, we will have lots of information available on his style and method, it will be easier to analyse and bring out his essence.” 

 As soon as you say those words his face sours “You are so predictable! Really? Shakespeare? For God’s sakes Y/n we’re not in eighth grade” he says “Professor Lee would laugh at our juvenility” 

Extremely humiliated by his statement, makes you want to just punch his ridiculously handsome face. He always thinks so highly of himself, he thinks he is the only one with valid opinions and you just want to throw him off his high horse, but you realise what he said is kind of true, choosing Shakespeare is kind of juvenile and fighting with him is going to lead you nowhere, so you take a big sip from your coffee, fight the urge to tell him off and calmly ask him “Well if Shakespeare is so juvenile whom do you suggest we take?” 

For a moment he is utterly astonished that you did not yell back or say something insulting and instead spoke to him in a calm voice. He eyes you suspiciously for a few seconds before saying, “I think we could go with Sophocles, he is one of the prominent ancient Greek playwrights, his tragedies are in a way relevant even today and his masterful use of irony could be really useful when we perform our satire” he says thoughtfully

This time it’s your turn to scoff “And you say I’m predictable. Seokjin he is one of the most prominent playwrights, there is so much already done on him, what can we bring new to the table that hasn’t already been done?” you say “Won’t Professor Lee find this Juvenile too?” you say with slight smirk on your face. 

Seokjin seems to mull over your words and when he opens his mouth to speak he is surprisingly nice. Huh. So maybe he can be mature too sometimes. 

“Actually you know what Y/n you are right! We shouldn’t play it safe, we should take someone different, so that we can truly learn something from this experience” he smiles and it’s the first time he has directed a genuine smile towards you and you can’t say you aren’t surprised but also really glad that maybe he isn’t so bad after all. 

“Well how about Elizabeth Carey? She was the first English woman playwright and there isn’t much study on her compared to the other two, so this way we can add in more of our own analysis and interpretation.” you say “Plus it would be lovely to focus on how during that era a woman came to write a play” you add on. 

Seokjin has a thoughtful look on his face, “Hmm, this does mean more library work, but it also means it will be all the more rewarding!” he says excitedly “I think this is a good start” 

You can’t help but grin at him,“I can’t believe we agreed on something.” 

“Me neither” he chuckles, “You’re not as arrogant as you seem” he says and by the look on his face you can tell he says this with no malice at all. 

This makes you laugh, a genuine laugh and not a mocking one. “But you are exactly like you seem” you say 

“..And that is..?” 

“A big jerk” you say jokingly 

He knows you’re joking and that this time you don’t actually mean it but he still pouts and you can’t help but notice his plush pink lips. Were they always this pink and plump? Wait! Why are you suddenly thinking about his lips? 

You pull yourself out of your reverie and look at Seokjin, he’s still pouting at you. 

“I’m only joking” you say “But this doesn’t mean I hate you any less Seokjin” you give him a big smile. 

He gives you a smile that could easily rival your own “Same here Y/n, same here”   

“Let’s discuss what we find after class tomorrow y/n, seems like we’ll be able to do this assignment after all,” says Seokjin as he packs his stuff and gets ready to leave.

“Seems like Mr. Know it All is not so difficult to work with,” you say as you leave.

You go home surprisingly not upset about your day like you usually are. You are in a positive mood so this would help you focus on your research and you want to put in all the effort you can because Seokjin is the kind of person who is very thorough with his work and you don’t want to seem arrogant or lazy by doing the bare minimum so you decide to dive right into your assignment when your phone starts beeping continuously.

“Y/n, How did it go with Seokjin today?”

“Did you both get into an argument again?”

“Do you think you would be able to work together?”

“Is he really a jerk?” 

You decide to reply to her before she explodes your phone with hundred more texts.

 “Woah Sooyong, Calm down! It was not as bad as I thought it would be. We decided to put aside our differences and work together. He doesn’t really seem that big of a jerk”.

“Lol Y/n, I knew you would warm up to him! No one can resist that charming face of his!”

“No Sooyoung, you have got it all wrong, We are just trying to be civil,” you wonder what is up with her because she usually goes along with what you say. She has never called Seokjin charming or handsome before.

“Y/n, are you so oblivious to everything? The whole class keeps talking about the sizzling sexual tension between you both  and how wonderful a couple you two would make, the extremely good looking, sassy couple”, to which she adds, “Many of them think you both are already dating.” 

You wonder what is up with Sooyoung! Where the hell is all this coming from?!

“Ugh Sooyoung, he is still very arrogant! I don’t care what others think! We both aren’t dating and he is the last guy I would date!” you are very annoyed and you thought you wouldn’t get riled up at the mention of his name anymore, you were very wrong. How could there be such a huge misunderstanding!

“Sooyoung, let’s not talk about Seokjin like this anymore!” you decide to keep this topic off bay and focus on your assignment for now. 

 And before she can reply you send in another text, “We’ll meet tomorrow, I have got work to do, bye” you say ending the conversation.

 The conversation you had with Sooyoung makes you realize that you have to do everything you can to make yourself disappear from everyone’s watch so you go to class on time and take a seat at the very back. Seokjin enters class just a few seconds before Mr, Lee could and takes a seat right next to you and you can already hear everyone whisper to each other.

“Hi Ms. Y/L/N, so let’s discuss what we found, I found…” 

Before he spits out another word you cut him off rudely, “Sshhh Seokjin!” you say looking around the class and seeing everyone’s eyes on the both of you,“Not now, Mr. Lee is about to start! For a Know It All it may not be important to listen to his lecture, but for me it is”. 

Seokjin notices you looking at the people around you , he is completely taken back because he thought you both were doing fine, now you seem too embarrassed to even speak to him in front of anyone. He would normally argue with you but this time he decides not to make a scene because he knows Mr. Lee will not take any of it and will probably fail you both if he sees you arguing. And then Seokjin will have to answer to his father, which he knows for sure will not go well. 

Seokjin just storms out after class is over. You run calling after him,”Seokjin, Seokjin...”

“We had to meet in the cafeteria to discuss our assignment…” your voice trails off as Seokjin keeps taking faster strides. 

You finally catch up to him and lash out again, “Really??? What is it this time? What annoyed you? Just the way I look?”

“Oh so your arrogant self won’t even consider that they did something wrong?! You were the one  who ignored me when I was just trying to discuss our assignment! Now you are acting as if  I have a problem? So discussing an assignment also hurts your pride now Y/n? Or just speaking to me in front of others does? Maybe I should take notes on how to approach the Lil Ms. Arrogant Princess because she rather give importance to her pride than to the work at hand?!” Seokjin spits everything out in one breath like he rapped a verse.

“I am trying my best to work with you, you are only making it more difficult for the both of us”.

“Sorry Seokjin for the way I reacted in the morning but for a second stop being so judgemental. Mr. Lee already has an eye on us and talking when he’s about to start his lecture isn’t gonna help us. That’s why I cut you off”. 

It’s best to keep what’s actually on your mind to yourself, Seokjin will probably think it is stupid and dismiss the matter.

“Now shall we get to work, Mr. Seokjin?,” you say as calmly as you can because you don’t want to raise his temper.

As you both are discussing your findings over coffee, you see Hoseok walk towards your table, “Hey guys, I saw you two arguing earlier, were y’all having a lovers’ spat?” he asks cheekily. 

 Seokjin’s ears turn red out of embarrassment and he looks at you, you have an unreadable expression on your face.

“N-nooo, hobi...w-we were just discussing our assignment, actually, we are done! Y/n l-let’s continue tom-tomorrow, shall we?”

He barely manages to speak which is very unlike the confident Seokjin you have always known. He sprints out of the room with Hobi and you are left with a dumbfounded expression on your face.

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You are no longer left wondering if what Sooyoung said was true! It was actually the only thing everyone has been talking about ever since your first encounter with Jin. So much for not wanting to be noticed anymore! 

Moreover it leaves you thinking why did Jung Hosoek from your class, who also happens to be Jin’s only friend question what were y’all doing?! What exactly has this self centred jerk told his friend about you?! 

The more you think you both are making progress the more problems appear! All you can think of is the doom that awaits you tomorrow. How are you ever going to get yourself out of this mess!

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“Yahhhh! Hosoek-ahhh what were you thinking? Oh wait, you weren’t!! What was the need to do that in front of y/n?” Seokjin bursts out angrily.

 “Jin you know I was just joking!” Hoseok lets out a laugh.

“You know this is not funny! What will Y/n think?”

“There she is again! Occupying your thoughts!” Hoseok can’t help but laugh at your miserable situation.

“That’s it! No more of this nonsense! She is just my partner assigned by Mr. Lee. We are working together! That’s all there is to know!”

“Well I guess you are just saying this to yourself ”.

“Hosoek-ahhhhhh! Enough!!” Jin was not having any of it! “Now we have to figure out how are you going to explain to Y/n what you just did!”

[ask-omegaverse-bangtan]

Hn: un~ ani trus woo big much! Sy: *looks at door* JooJoo been awhiles J: he has been gone a little while

Hoseok: *sets sooyong down on the bed and gets up* i'll check on him *walks out and looks around*

Jihae: *worried* do you think everything is okay?

[aleakimbtob-blog]

Twin Flames & True Love

Chapter 7: The Reason Why

Sungjae bore his eyes into Sooyoung's. Then darted to her lips. It was quiet and he can feel his heart racing.

Am I not too fast? Is it okay to kiss her now?

He thought of those as he was slowly leaning closer to her, he was waiting for a reaction. And then he saw her closing her eyes.

He examined her features as he got closer. Her skin is so smooth; eyes are pretty even when closed. And her pink lips are so inviting.

His breath is now fanning her lips

Closer

Closer

"Uh- chogiyo, sorry to interrupt but the planetarium will be closing in 10 mins"

A guy in a security guard uniform said and they quickly pulled away and went out of the big room.

They got out of the building quietly. It was already late at night. It was colder and the falling snow seems a lot more than the previous nights.

There was an awkward silence for a while and when their eyes met, they burst in laughter

"Sooyoung-ah, it's getting colder. I'll take you home." He held Sooyoung's hand and they walked in the cold side by side.

Sungjae left his near the park. They just walked all day since the places they went to were just near to each other. And it's better because they talked a lot and got to know each other better.

When they got to his car, he opened the door in the passenger's seat for her. She told her where her apartment is and drove her there.

He pulled in front of the building and they got out of the car.

"Thank you for today. I really enjoyed and it was a mission success. You made me happy." She said smiling from ear to ear

"I'm glad you're happy." He smiled back "Go on inside, you might catch a cold." He gestured her to go inside

"Arasseo, you drive safely okay? Text me when you get home." She reminded him

"Yes ma'am" Sungjae replied in a formal way that made Sooyong stifle a laugh

He waved and turned his back when she called him "Sungjae oppa"

He turned around "Yes?"

"It'll be Christmas eve tomorrow. We have an early dinner party at eomma's house. Do you want to come?" She asked hoping he'll say yes.

"Sure, I'll come." He replied "Just text me the time and address. Now go in, the snow is falling harder." He was worried Sooyoung might catch a cold and insisting her to go inside

She nodded and turned to the building entrance.

She was about to step forward when she remembered something.

He called Sungjae and walked up to him.

"Thank you again." She tiptoed and gave a peck on his cheek "Take care and goodnight" then Sooyoung ran to the building.

Sungjae stood frozen in front of his car. His hand touched his cheek and smiled to himself.

Goodnight Sooyoung-ah.

---

"Sooyoung-ah, can you cut the vegetables please?"

"Ne, eomma. I'm just gonna put this fruit salad in the freezer"

It was a warm Christmas eve at the Park's. It'll only be a few hours before the dinner party and they are now preparing the food for later.

It smells nice in the kitchen. Her eomma is cooking slow braised ribs with carrots and potatoes. They will also bave oxbone soup, kimchi stew for the main course hotteok, bunggeopang for the snacks and fruit salad, creme brulee, and white chocolate cake for dessert.

When they were done preparing, Sooyoung showered and prepped for the mini gathering.

They were putting the food on the table when the doorbell rang. Her mother opened it, it was Young Joon, her father.

"Soomin-ah. Sooyoung-ah. Merry Christmas" he smiled at them as he entered the door. The last time they saw each other, Sooyoung was not in a good mood. But now, she felt a little lighter

"Hello Appa. Come in, Merry Christmas!" She hugged him. His father was teary-eyed when he was returning the hug.

"You're the first guest, maybe they'll start coming here now." Sooyoung's eomma said and motioned him to a seat.

After a few minutes the doorbell rang again, it was Sooyoung's turn to open the door

"KYAAAH! MERRY CHRISTMAS SOOYOUNG AH" "WE MISSED YOU!" two girls were jumping up and down when they saw her. The older ome was very pretty and has small features. And her sister has cat-like eyes and disappears when she smiles

"JOOHYUN EONNIE! SEULGI EONNIE!" she screamed as they hugged each other.

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming to Korea? I should've visited you" Sooyoung folded her arms and pouted

"Aigoo, we wanted to surprise you! We asked your eomma not to tell you and surpise!" Seulgi said and Sooyoung glared at her eomme who just said sorry and laughed.

"Maja! We missed last year's Christmas eve party and we got a chance to come here so we grabbed the opportunity. Besides, we're the only ones here. Eomma and Appa are still in Taiwan." Joohyun agreed with Seulgi

Joohyun and Seulgi are sisters. They are Sooyoung's cousin. They moved to Taiwan years ago when their parents started their business there and decided to stay there. Sooyoung only sees them a few times a year so she was really glad they were able to attend tonight's dinner.

They were in the middle of catching up when another ring of the doorbell was heard

"Merry Christmas eonnie!" Yeri kissed Sooyoung on the cheek " Merry Christmas Sooyoungie! Can we eat now?" Seungwan asked her.

"Merry Christmas! Seungwan eonnie, you hadn't come in the house yet and you already asked for food?" She laughed and led them to the living room where Seulgi and Joohyun was.

When they saw the two, they did the same thing when they first saw Sooyoung "KYAAAH! EONNIES YOU'RE HERE!" Yeri hugged them both "SEULGI-AH! JOOHYUN EONNIE!" Seungwan joined them and soon they were all hugging including Sooyoung.

"ASA! Red Velvet is complete!" they became friends through Sooyoung. When they were introduced to each other, they just clicked and became the best of friends.

They always get together in the KTV to sing and dance till they drop. Yeri decided that they need a group name like they're idols and they agreed on the name 'Red Velvet'

"Woah Joohyun eonnie, it's just 2 years since I saw you but why do you look a lot older now? Yeri teased the eldest

"Watch what you say Yeri-ah." She jokingly glared at her

Yeri acted scared and they laughed "Arasso eonnie! Mianhe" she put up two fingers to form a peace sign

"Hey Seulgi-ah. Where is the guy you said you met a few months ago? Are you dating him?" Seungwan nudged Seulgi

Seulgi blushed "Aniya. We just got each other's contact number. He stayed in Taiwan for a week because their school orchestra was invited to play for the event of Appa's company. He is the coordinator and we just kinda talked and eat out, then he came back here. I didn't see him since then but we keep in touch"

"Well tell him you're here! So you can see each other again." Sooyoung said happily

"Yeah and you can stop talking about how you miss seeing his cute eye smile" Joohyun chuckled and Seulgi hit her arm "Eonnie!"

"How about you Joohyun eonnie? Isn't Ilhoon oppa coming?" Sooyoung asked facing Joohyun

"He said he'll be a little bit late, Eunkwang oppa asked him a favor to go somewhere so they'll be here later."

More people came in. Soomin's two bestfriends also came and Sooyoung greeted them.

"Sooyoung-ah! Girls! Dinner time." Her mom called them in the dining room.

When Sooyoung was about to sit down, she received a text message and it was from Sungjae then she heard the doorbell rang

"I'll get it" she said, thinking it was Sungjae even before reading the text message.

But when she opened it "Sooyoungie Merry Chirstmas!" Two gorgeous men were standing outside the door

"Ilhoon oppa, Eunkwang oppa Merry Christmas! Come in. You came at the right time, we were just about to eat" she said letting them come in while hiding the slight disappointment in her voice

Why hasn't he come yet?

"Jagiya!" Ilhoon gave his girlfriend Joohyun a kiss on the cheek. She just slapped his arm lightly "You're late" she replied coldly

"It was Eunkwang hyung's fault!" He pointed at his older brother "Arasso! Mianhe, it's my fault." Eunkwang admitted and turned to greet the others and sat beside Seungwan "Annyeong Seungwan-ssi" he shyly waved at her "Annyeong" returning his greeting with a small smile

Yeri and Seulgi looked at each other and stifled little coughing sounds. They know that Seungwan has a crush on Eunkwang and so is Eunkwang. They won't just admit it.

Ilhoon and Joohyun were still bickering when Sooyoung opened Sungjae's message

:Sooyoung-ah. My appa said he has something to say important to us at dinner. I'm sorry I don't think I can make it in time. 🙁 But I promise I'll try to come! Enjoy dinner and Merry Christmas!

She was saddened by the message. She was really hoping he would come

"Eonnie, isn't Sungjae coming yet?" Yeri asked Sooyoung who was sitting next to her "Who's Sungjae?" Seulgi asked "Eonnie's boyfriend" Sooyoung glared at Yeri when she said that

"What?! You already have a boyfriend?" Seulgi exclaimed

"Boyfriend? You?"

"Who's the lucky guy?"

"Sooyoung-ah, when did you started dating?"

"Is he coming here tonight?"

As soon as they heared Seulgi the started asking questions with no breaks "Relax guys! Yeri was exaggerating. He is not my boyfriend. I just went out with him once a few days ago. And no, he just texted that he can't make it." She answered them all at once

"Wow. Park Sooyoung finally agreed to go out with a guy" Ilhoon said while slowly holding Joohyun's hand "If he's a great guy like me, then you found the right one, right Jagiya?"

"Stop being cheesy! I'm still mad at you" she yanked her hand away from him. Wendy and Eunkwang were laughing at them.

"We have got to meet him before we go back to Taiwan Sooyoung-ah" Seulgi's eyes were shining when she said that

Sooyoung nodded happily "Eoh eonnie, let's eat out after the new year"

When they were settled they started thanking for the meal and ate. All of them loved the food Sooyoung and her eomma cooked "Yeoksi Mrs. Park, your cooking is the best!" Eunwkang holding the fork with ribs sticked on it looking like his doing a 'thumbs up'

"Thank you Eunkwang-ah." Her eomma laughed "eat well and enjoy the dinner everybody!"

---

They finished eating and they chat for a while, exchanged gifts then one by one they went home to celebrate Christmas with their own families.

Sooyoung and her mom were cleaning the dining table when she saw a purse on the seat Seungwan was, she typed a message to her to saying that she left her purse at the house

And the doorbell rang. Before sending it, she rushed to the door "Seungwan eonnie, you-"

She stopped when she saw a man standing at the door, with a paper bag in his hand "Merry Christmas Sooyoung-ah" he handed her the gift and flashed a warm smile

She was still in a surprised state while receiving the gift "You're here."

"I told you I'll try to come. Here I am" he said putting his hands in his pockets

"Oh you must be cold, come inside."

Her eomma and her appa called her "Sooyoung-ah, who's at the door?"

Sooyoung let the man inside. She looked at him and then to her parents

"Eomma, Appa, this is Yook Sungjae."

She can't hide the smile on her face while introducing him to her parents. She never introduced anyone besides her first boyfriend and it was such a long long time ago.

She is happy

and she never felt this kind of happy for quite a long while

And this man beside her,

The one she's introducing to her eomma and appa

He is mostly the reason why

[famedroleplay]

fc suggestions for the rest of equinox and ultraviolet?

Here are suggestions I've given for Equinox. All suggestions are still available other than Kim Jisoo! They were specifically given with the leader's age in mind, but could of course apply to the main dancer/lead vocal as well. A couple of additional Equinox suggestions would be Im Naeyon of Twice, Bae Yubin (Binnie) of Oh My Girl, Ha Sooyong (Yves) of Loona, actress Lee Yoomi, soloist Kim Hyungseo (Bibi), and actress/soloist Bae Suzy.

For Ultraviolet, I would suggest soloist Jeon Somi, Hwang Yeji of Itzy, Chou Tzuyu of Twice, Kim Doyeon of Weki Meki, Yoo Jimin (Karina) of Aespa, Lee Chaeyoung (Isa) of STAYC, Jung Jinsoul of Loona, Jeon Soyeon of (G)I-dle, Lee Ahin of Momoland, Minatozaki Sana of Twice, or Kim Jiyeon (Bona) of WJSN.

[godzilla-reads]

Book Review: Great Soul of Siberia by Sooyong Park

As I search for books about tigers, I find that they fall into two categories: hunting and conservation. In Great Soul of Siberia, Sooyong Park has written his own lyrical love letter to the tigers and forest he has studied for so long; marking a third category in tiger books. A love letter. That is the only way to describe the amount of care, endurance, and dedication he has for these big cats.

Park chronicles the highs and lows of life in the Ussuri forests and mountains, following a tigress, named Bloody Mary, and her family. He watches the three young tigers as they grow up, even affectionately naming them. His study consists of tracking and studying the tigers during spring and summer, then hiding out in an uncomfortably small bunker in the winter. This time of solitude is used to get film and a more intimate look into the tigers’ lives.

The way Sooyong Park writes is truly a testament to his adoration of nature; with poetic descriptions of life among the animals and a deep respect for the people that live alongside them. Not only does he bring us a closer look into the lives of Siberian tigers, but he also brings us closer to the people that worship them. The way he writes is comparable to nature writers, immersing you in the wild world whenever you pick up his book and open the cover.

Great Soul of Siberia showcases the family life of tigers and how they grow alongside each other, but it also shows how fast their homes are being destroyed and encroached on by poachers. With the highs there are also lows; emotional scenes of what conservation means not only to the animals but the people around them. This book is a breathtakingly beautiful love letter to the natural world and the hope that it won’t be destroyed forever.

Warnings: animal violence

Rating: 5/5

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JUST OF A SPARE OF YOUR TIME

CHAPTER ONE

The Start Of Time

JULY 2005

SEOUL, SOUTH KOREA

7:00AM

“And in other news this morning we are just learning now that in the case of the Window Hanger; the killer's longest held victim was found at the Seoul Central Police Station alive after claiming she escaped. The victim is a foreign college student (24), she was reported missing over 3 years ago, police officials connected the kidnapping to the Window Hanger. Reports say that the victim suffers from very serious injuries both physically and mentally, recovery is expected to last a while. Another story that we have been following is the son of Multi-Millionaire businessman Kim Soo-man has been diagnosed with cancer. It is unknown how serious the illness is at this time. We are also getting two new stories, one of which is following the daughter of Multi-Millionaire businessman Lee Woosung, who was found at her home severely beaten. A 911 call was made from the home by someone who works for the family. Neither Mr or Mrs Lee have made a statement yet. And finally we are also now following the story of a student attending the university of Seoul, and son of famous actress Park Sooyong, Han Wooyoung reportedly had a drug overdose at a university party he attended. Han is alive, but no other reports of his current condition. In other news….”

For starters, I should introduce myself. Since you will be spending most of your stay with me. My name is Kim Jungwoo, yes the same one on the news. Back in 2005, I was at the ripe age of 18 years old, and as you can tell I was diagnosed with stage one Lung Cancer. I was living with my mother and father at the time. I was about 7 months away from being out of high school. Now, I won’t bother or bore you with this stuff anymore. Here’s where our story begins.

JUNGWOO

“Eunha, can you turn that off? Jungwoo probably doesn’t want to hear that.”

“Yes ma’am, I’m very sorry.” I looked up from my food to see my mother’s personal maid rush to the tv and turn it off. “Did you sleep well honey?” My mother said as she sipped her coffee “yeah i guess” “If you're having any trouble please don’t be afraid to wake me or your father up and we’ll try to help you okay?” I nodded, only half listening as I put jam on my toast. I took a bite as I looked up at the clock 7:20am shit. I thought “I’m gonna get going, or I’ll be late.” “Okay honey! Have a good day, dad and I will be working late tonight so you can hang out with friends or something if you want! I love you!” My mother shouted out as I walked out of the house. I walked down the driveway into the black car that I rode in everyday. “Take me to the usual spot please” I said to my driver as I buckled up. He started the drive and I looked out the window to see some trees starting to slightly lose their color. Yes, it was indeed July.

WOOYOUNG

“Huh, what a joke.” He scoffed out. Wooyoung didn’t realize that news outlets wanted stupid gossip stories so bad. In his eyes, his overdose wasn’t that bad at all. He didn’t appreciate how everyone started paying attention to him for it, he didn’t appreciate how his mom suddenly dropped everything to see him because of it, and he surely didn’t appreciate all these shit news outlets talking about it like it was their business. One thing to know about Han Wooyoung: he doesn’t like anyone, he doesn’t like anything, not even himself. The one thing he liked was drugs. More so the feeling that he gets when he takes them. But one thing right now, he didn’t like the fact that he was on the news. “Mr. Han?” the nurse at the desk said, drawing Wooyoung away from the tv.

“Hm?”

“Are you sure you want to check out?”

“Yeah.”

“Are you sure? We still haven’t notified your mother about your current condition. And the doctor said he-”

“i’m sure. i don’t want to be in this shit hole anymore. so just check me out already, kay? you're making me uncomfortable.” he snapped back at the innocent nurse. who was just simply doing her job. “I’m so sorry Mr. Han! I didn’t mean to offend you!” She said quickly as she bowed, obviously scared.

I don’t blame her for being so scared, Han Wooyoung is very intimidating. Standing at 6 feet 2 inches, lanky and skinny. But he had a face that could kill. In school, he was strong, always playing soccer during lunch. Every girl had a crush on him, and every boy wanted to either be him or be friends with him. Most of it was due to his looks, height, and physical ability. But for some, it was because of his background. More so, his mother’s. You see, his mother was a very famous movie actor. Bae Sooyoung was, for her time, the most beautiful and talented actress to grace the silver screen in a while. Everyone loved her, everyone. Wooyoung loved her yes, but he never felt love from her. She was always busy, he rarely saw her when he was growing up. It was only on holidays he’d get to see her. All in all, everyone loved him. He was famous for solely being Bae Sooyoung’s son. He enjoyed it. In his own way. But after highschool, it all went downhill. For his whole life, Wooyoung had trouble sleeping at night. Since he was always so anxious to see his mom, he would wait up for her every night and never slept. So his mom decided that he should take sleeping pills to help him sleep. As you can tell, it didn’t really go well for him. As he got older, he started to take more pills. He would take other “medicine” for basically anything. Headache? Pills. Sleeping problems? Pills. Sick? Pills. Taking them just because? Pills.

In a way, they were a comfort to him. He didn’t have his mom or anyone else around for him to find comfort for him, so drugs were the best option. As he got older and time went on he got into the heavier stuff. Like, Cocaine, Meth, and one that he often saw himself at mercy to, Heroine. Now, you might be wondering a lot of things, like how could he possibly go so long without getting caught? Well, his mother did know. But at first she never had the guts to confront him about it. Which in retrospect harmed him more. But as he got older and kept living under her roof, she got tired of the drinking, the drugs, the noise, the girls, the sex. He was throwing his life away, and he didn’t care. So, in 1998, when he was 20, she sent him to America, New York to be exact. She didn’t care what he did, what he didn’t do or anything else. All she wanted was him out of her mind for a little while. And out of her mind he was, he stayed in New York for 3 years. He actually just got back at the beginning of the month. He was doing well. Until now of course.

As he exited the big hospital building, there was a big black SUV waiting to take him to his mother's home.

“Hello Mr. Han, it’s good to see you in good health again.”

He scoffed while climbing into the car “Yeah okay.”

It’s so good to be home isn’t it?

MINHEE

The tv in the cafeteria hall she sat in was simply white noise to her as she was to occupied with eating her pudding cup, but knew she had to soon put her eating to a stop as she now had a few guests in front of her, less than eager looking to talk to her. She scooped up the last of her pudding and ate it, sitting back in her chair, crossing her arms, licking the last tatste of the pudding off her lips and waiting for the questions to come at her. The first man, kinda stubbing looking, cleared his throat and adjusted himself before he started “So, Minhee- could you please tell us about yesterday? What you did?”. She smiled, She didn’t want to deal with her parents right now, her and her father weren’t on the best of terms at the moment. Especially after last night. Sighing, she ripped open the top of the pudding and ate with what little strength she had. She kept thinking about what happened last night, how everything changed so fast. A lot of if was her fault, if she hadn’t provoked him so much then she probably would’ve woken up today in her own bed and with no more than a bruise or two. But no, her big mouth had kept on getting bigger and now she was in a cold hospital cafeteria with two old men looking at her thinking that they are going to get answers to questions that are open ended. “I didn’t do much, just went to school, hung out with my friends, came home, ate dinner, did my homework, went to bed, and in the middle of the night when I got up to get a glass of water I feel down the stairs- I have told this to three other people how many times do I have to repeat myself?” She sighed and looked back and forth between the two men, waiting for one of them to speak up. The first man breathed out loudly and said “Minhee, we know that this can be tiresome for you but we just want to make sure that we have everything and that everything you’ve said is correct. We want to know your alright.” “I’m fine! Nothing is wrong with me. I keep telling you guys all I did was fall down the stairs!” she shouted out as she banged her fists down on the table. Multiple other people around her jumped and gave her unpleasant looks. The men finally gave up and decided to help her walk back to her room. As they walked to get to the elevator and waited for it to open she thought about what her parents might’ve been doing. She wondered if they were at the hospital, or if they were on their way, or if they were just at home. She thought that they were probably doing the latter, her father was probably so angry at her still that he wanted her to suffer by herself for as long as he could before he had to come see her. Her mother on the other hand probably wanted to come see her, but couldn’t due to her father’s fit. She walked into the elevator and watched as it closed, she stood in silence, possibly the only true time of silence she would get for a while. The elevator door dinged as it opened to her floor, she was walked to her room and left alone so she could wait for the nurse to check on her, she couldn’t leave yet, she still had tests that they wanted to take and things to wait out on. To her it was not a big deal, what she was going through, but soon enough she would realize, she would hold one key to her own freedom and success. She wouldn’t have to live like this anymore, she would learn to help herself, and others. But now, we meet our final star, the one who unconsciously brought us together.

SUZIE

She felt that it shouldn’t have taken her this long to get to the bathroom, but then again it was the morning rush hour and for some reason a lot of people needed to use the restroom. She tried her best to get in and out as quick as she could so she could be on time, but other women in the bathroom who stood in front of the sinks kinda prevented that. But when one finally opened she rushed to wash her hands and checked her watch and surprise surprise! She was late, she ran so fast out of that bathroom other people gave her looks, lucky for her though, she made it onto the subway on time. Unfortunately she would still be cutting it close to being late. She was glad that she could get this appointment, because she wasn’t sure if she would be getting out of the hospital in time, but thankfully she did. The train was crowded, to everyone else it was usual, but to her, it was weird. This was her first time on a train in over 4 years, she forgot how crowded it was, how many people were around her and just there in general. In a way she felt safer, the more people that were around her the lesser chances of him to find her. The lesser chances of him to get her even if he was around her, the lesser chances of him- you get the point. Suzie was being cautious, she remembered what the officers advised her to do, ‘Stay home when you need to, but when you need to go out, be as cautious as you need to be. But try not to think too hard about anything.’ Which was sorta easier said than done, she thought that she should be okay, because she took her pills and made sure she rested well the night before, so she hoped she was good. Still, the everlasting feeling of panic stayed over her and seemed to be leaving any time soon. Which she was used to, she always seemed to feel this way. It’s what she experienced all her life, but unfortunately the past years of her life have seemed to worsen her feelings in many ways. She felt someone staring at her, she turned her head to the left slightly and saw two school girls whispering to one another and looking straight at Suzie. She was taken back a bit because once they saw she looked at them they instantly looked away and didn’t look back. She put her head down and stared at her hands, the rest of the way she didn’t look up and even waited until she got off the train to fully look around her. She pulled out the notepad paper she had written the address to the school to see which way she needed to go next, she looked at the address and saw that she was a mere 4 minutes away, so she folded the paper as she walked and checked the time, 8:23, she had 7 minutes. She hurried even faster. When she made it into the building she went to the front desk and the woman told her to just take a seat and wait until he was ready for her. While waiting she checked her phone and saw that she had a missed call and a text message from an unknown number. She looked at the message as it read:

Hello Ms. Greene, this is Detective Yoon, I am messaging you because I want you to know that we have assigned two of our detectives to help watch over you and ensure your safety during the rest of the investigation, I have left their numbers at the end of this message. You can call both of them whenever you want to. Please let me know if you have any questions. Here are their numbers: Detective Bae-

“Suzie?” Her head shot up. It was the dean, she stared at him for a while but then came back to reality and closed her phone quickly and got up. She greeted him with a bow and he greeted back, he motioned for her to step into his office and sit down. He left from the door and left it open, and sat across from her. She smiled at him and he smiled back before he began

“I’m so glad that you chose to come here for the rest of your college years! I can only imagine how hard it could’ve been for you to finally decide to come back to school. But I just want you to know that we here will do our absolute best in ensuring that you are safe and comfortable.” He smiled and she replied

“Thank you. I-I really appreciate your time. I know how busy you are and I don’t want to take too much of your time. But I just wanted to let you know that I will do my best to make it to class everyday, some days may be later than others because of-“

“Yes Suzie, I am aware. That’s all completely fine. You can do whatever you are comfortable with. We don’t want to pressure you into anything.” She nodded and they continued their conversation for only a bit more before she left and headed home. Once she arrived into her apartment she took her shoes off and put all of her belongings into their respective places in her room. She changed her clothes and went into the kitchen to make herself something to eat. She was heating up water from ramen when she remembered her phone, she rushed to her bag and luckily it was still on the message and she put the numbers of the detectives in her phone and decided that she was going to call both of them tomorrow. She finished making her food and ate while watching the news.

Times like these helped remind her about what she was doing a year ago, and remembered to be thankful. Because she could be in a very different situation than she is right now. After she ate she did housework and that night when she went to bed and prayed. She was thankful that she was safe. It helped ease her crowded mind. It helped her hopefully broaden the little sleep she got. It was one of the things caused by Suzie Greene’s illness: Schizophrenia.