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gardensofbabilon · 4 months ago

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the girl is mine - Pipe Otaño x Fem! Reader

a/n: oii hermanas!!! inspirada nesse post sensacional venho aqui com mais uma smau do meu namorado

summary ★: ser a modelo mais bem paga do mundo vem com um ciúmes engraçado do seu namorado... ou podemos dizer, possessivo?

warnings: pipe!ciumento :)

( INSTAGRAM POST — NOVEMBRO, 2023)

seuuser

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seuuser respirando entre o caos 🌞

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( INSTAGRAM POST — DEZEMBRO, 2023)

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seuuser me juntei a sabrinacarpenter e pipegonotano na direção para o videoclip do sensacionalincrivelmaravilhoso hit ''feather''! agora no youtube <3

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➜ seuuser vi na rua fiquei com dó

( INSTAGRAM POST — JANEIRO, 2024)

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seuuser c'est une nouvelle année

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landonorris 🔥🔥 que jeito de começar 2024

➜ pipegonotano ?

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➜ user61 queria um pipe pra mim vey

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seuuser dia dos namorados com savage x fenty

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pipegonotano OI ANUEDIUWNN

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➜ pipegonotano 👍

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mirrorpalais seuuser para a coleção 2024 da mirror palais desfilando pela primeira vez com nossa marca no PFW! Uma pros livros de história!

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seuuser últimos respiros do pfw e férias mais que esperadas com o amor da minha vida <3 je t'aime la vie

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#lsdln cast #lsdln #sociedad de la nieve #au #smau #social media au #instagram au #pipe otaño x reader #pipe otaño #pipe otaño smau #pipe #simon hempe

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slytherinshua · 2 months ago

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NOMAD AS ROMANCE TROPES

genre. fluff. angst. headcanons. warnings. toxic friends in doy's part. jiwon's is pretty angsty + alcohol mention. slightly angsty in rivr's?? playful bullying in junho's. junho's was written first so it's slightly different than the rest and i'm too lazy to rewrite it to match so just ignore that. not proofread. pairing. nomad x fem!reader (separate). wc. 3.3k. (600-700 per member). request. no. a/n. been cooking this up for a while and i'm pretty happy with how it game out hehe :D (literally just written for @eternalgyu basically cause who else is reading for nomad). net. @kstrucknet @chrimatanet

HONG DOEUI ﾐ ENEMIES TO LOVERS + CONTRACT RELATIONSHIP

“How much are you going to pay me to pretend to be your boyfriend?” Doeui asked with his arms crossed, teasing you with a lift of his eyebrow. He knew he was in the better position, and he revelled in seeing you embarrassed and having to beg for his help.

Maybe you shouldn’t have lied saying you were dating a guy for over a year now to your friends. And maybe you should have found some other person to fill in, but the truth was, you didn’t know anyone you could ask other than Doeui. Sure, you hated the fact that he knew almost all your secrets, and there were no fond feelings you kept towards the guy. But he knew your boundaries and respected them, unlike other past ‘friends’. Whatever dirt he had on you, he had enough decency to make sure it never spilled past his lips.

“100,000 won per day. Every time you piss me off, a deduction of 20,000. Okay?”

The corner of his lip jumped up, a self-satisfied smirk taking over his features, “Make it 150,000.”

“Deal.”

God, what had you gotten yourself into?

Although you spent 3 days regretting and dreading your decision, on the first day of the contract, Doeui showed up right on time. Instead of his usual zip-up hoodies and beanies, he had adorned a simple cardigan and jeans. His earrings, rings, and chains were all gone, and even his hair was styled neatly. When you questioned him about it, he just gave you a shrug and a slight smile.

“Thought I could sell the act better if I didn’t look like a jerk.”

“Oh, so you admit that you did before?”

“You hated when I dressed like that, and that’s why I did it.” His eyes stared at you as the words fell from his mouth, and something twisted in your chest at the look he gave you.

Something about hearing that he thought about you enough to know about what would make you pissed and what you liked. As stupid as it sounded, no one had given you that much thought before. Even your friends who you got into this contractional mess for didn’t think about you that much. You knew they weren’t good people to hang around. You knew that deep down, they would drop you in half a second if they got tired of you. But you were scared of losing the only people you had in your life, even if they weren’t truly there for you. You didn’t want to be alone. You didn’t want to feel like an outcast again.

The meeting with your friends went well. They seemed impressed that you could actually pull someone like Doeui. If they knew you were lying, they would definitely drop you in an instant. It took an uncomfortable amount of convincing for them to believe that he was actually in love with you. Kissing him in front of your friends was awkward.

Not really the kissing part, but the watching. Something about Doeui’s lips felt right. You wished you didn’t have 5 pairs of watchful eyes on you the entire time. You couldn’t memorize the feeling of his skin when you were so aware of the gazes on you two.

A week went by and the same routine stayed. 150,000 left your bank per day, just as you had promised. Each day, you found yourself trying to delay meeting up with your friends, if only to spend just another few minutes alone with Doeui. It was becoming clearer that something had switched. The man who used to piss you off was the very same one who provided you with any comfort.

He seemed to catch onto you although you had tried to hide it for a while. And when he asked you to tell him the truth, you found yourself spilling all your feelings without a second thought. Your fears, your doubts, your secrets. He knew them all by the end of it. But unlike your fake friends who would’ve surely laughed in your face, he soothed you with a kiss and promises that you knew held a weight you could rely on.

PARK SANGHA ﾐ CHILDHOOD FRIENDS TO LOVERS

“Remember our first day of middle school?” You ask while staring at the ceiling. The break between each sentence was so quiet you could hear every breath Sangha took. But it was comfortable. Everything felt like home when you were with him.

“Yeah?”

“I was so anxious that you wouldn’t be in the same class section as me. I almost cried looking at the list of names cause I missed yours the first time I looked at it.” You giggled, reminiscing about your childhood.

“You know I’d always find a way to be with you in class.” Sangha stated as a fact, rolling his eyes playfully. He shifted over to his side, cheek squished against the pillow. Your gaze fell to look at him, eyes meeting halfway. You both giggled.

It had been so long since you had a sleepover like this. They were almost every other night during elementary, and still at least once a week during middle school. You were always inseparable. High school was hard on you both, but you got through it together.

“Remember when you forced me to do a scary movie marathon with you on Halloween?” He smiled.

You grinned, “How could I ever forget that? You screamed like a teenage girl and hugged me the entire time.”

“It was scary!”

“It was literally Coraline.”

“So?! I kept thinking about buttons getting sewn on my eyes.” He shuddered and you let out another laugh, wrapping the blanket tighter over your body.

It was a bit chilly, and you were ever aware of the heat radiating off of Sangha’s body. It was just slightly too far away for you to benefit from, though. As Sangha continued rambling about horror films and his squeamishness towards the genre, you could only focus on the chill that ran up your spine and how you wish you were wrapped up in his arms instead of the blanket.

That was weird. You had never wanted to cuddle with Sangha before. Sure, he was your best friend and you loved him, but you barely ever hugged him.

“Are you shivering? I told you to turn up the thermostat.” Sangha laughed, pulling on your arm. “Here, you can leech off of my warmth.”

Your eyes widened as he wrapped his arms around you, the chill immediately fading as you felt his body warmth. You shifted, head resting on his arm like a pillow. His face was close to you, and the blanket comfortably rested over both of you.

You’d never been this close to him.

“Thanks.” You said quietly, gulping down a nervous lump in your throat. He was so pretty up close. Was he always this pretty?

He was your best friend— you shouldn’t be feeling nervous around him. You grew up with him. But you hadn’t been this close in years, and it was starting to affect you all too quickly. He brushed a strand of hair out of your face, and it had your heart racing a mile a minute.

“Still cold?”

You shook your head slowly, feeling quite the opposite temperature you had a minute ago. You could feel heat creeping up your neck and spreading to your cheeks.

“This feels… different.” You mustered your voice, although it still came out in a hesitant whisper.

“Do you not like it?” Sangha questioned, loosening his arms around you.

“No, I like it.” You caught his wrist before he could pull back from you completely, guiding it back to your waist. He breathed out, a smile growing on his lips.

“I think I like you, you know.” His words were soft and sweet. You could feel the honesty in them. Of course, Sangha would never lie to you. You smiled, and despite your racing heart, you leaned in to press your lips to his.

It definitely wasn’t what you had originally planned to happen on your first sleepover with your best friend in almost 2 years, but you couldn’t say you were disappointed with the results. He wasn’t just confined to that label anymore either, and now you could proudly call him your boyfriend.

KIM JIWON ﾐ FALLBACK

Jiwon knew that he was your second choice. Someway or another, there always seemed to be a reason you wouldn’t choose him. He was tired of it. Tired of being thrown around and played with. Tired of being used when you needed it and discarded when you were done. He knew you were bad for him, but he couldn’t find a way to leave you for good.

His heart betrayed him, racing whenever he heard your voice, throwing all logic and sense out the window. He went through the same cycle, convincing himself that he needed to leave you, that you were no good for him. But he always failed. All you had to do was look into his eyes, ask him to stay, and he would.

It was another one of those nights, where you had crashed at his place after another fight with your ex-boyfriend. You’d probably still choose your ex over him given the choice, wouldn’t you? He wished that he could say he wouldn’t choose staying with you over leaving, but that would be a lie. He was too hung up on the what if’s, dreaming about what could be instead of facing reality.

He rinsed a washcloth under the sink in the bathroom, making sure the temperature was cold. Wringing it out, he shuffled back to the couch where you were passed out. You had shown up drunk, Jiwon could tell that much, and fell asleep as soon as your head hit the armrest.

He placed the cool cloth on your forehead, adjusting a blanket over your frame with a sigh. What was he doing? Why was he caring for you so gently when you would just leave him when the morning came? He took a seat on the floor beside you, staring at your sleeping face as a million thoughts ran through his head. The answer to his questions stared right at him. He was still too in love with you to let you go. The pain you made him go through was incomparable to the pain of letting you go. He wasn’t strong enough to live his life without you in it.

God, he knew it sounded beyond pathetic.

You woke up a few hours later. Your earlier headache from the alcohol had subsided. As you sat up slowly, taking in the sight of Jiwon’s apartment, you felt a pang in your chest. You always ended up here when something went wrong. Because you knew Jiwon would make things feel right again. Deep down, you knew it was wrong for you to keep relying on him. What was he even getting in return?

“You’re awake.”

Your eyes flicked up to his frame, standing in the kitchen, filling a glass with water. You forced the lump in your throat down as he walked over to you and gave you the glass.

“I’m sorry.” The words fell from your lips before Jiwon could say anything. You looked up to his face, eyes glossy with regret, “To make you have to work so much— I’m sorry. You shouldn’t have to take care of me.”

“It’s fine.” It wasn’t.

“He’s not good for you.” Jiwon said, looking at your tired eyes.

“You don’t have to remind me of that.” You whispered quietly, guilt drowning your frame. You sipped the water, trying to ignore the uncomfortable tension that had settled in the room.

“Do you still love him?”

“I don’t know how to stop loving him.” You said honestly.

Jiwon's eyes fell. Everything made sense— he understood it all too well. How could he sit there and tell you what to do when he couldn’t even take his own advice? He didn’t know how to stop loving either.

SHIN KANGSU ﾐ RIGHT PERSON, WRONG TIME

You missed Kangsu. So badly. Every night you spent alone in your bed, surrounded by the empty walls that used to hold memories of him, you missed him more. Your breakup hadn’t ended on bad terms, which, ironically, made everything worse.

You were just in different stages of life. A relationship wasn’t sustainable in the midst of graduating university and finding your dream career. While you were burdened with the stress of endless choices, Kangsu was struggling with rejection and finding himself. You knew that had you continued your relationship, the turbulence would’ve turned into countless fights and a worse breakup in the end.

But you still believed that Kangsu was the one for you. He felt so right. And you would give anything to have him back now that your life was more stable. You still had his number, although you were afraid to call. You had both promised to cut off contact so you could focus on yourselves. Were you in a good position to ask him to come back? What if he wasn’t ready? What if he didn’t want to? What if he had found someone else?

While you were busy overthinking it, staring at his contact with the old contact photo and heart that you had never deleted from his name, you accidentally pressed the call button. He picked up after the first 2 rings.

“Y/n?”

“Kangsu?” His name felt like deja vu on your tongue. You had repeated it so many times in your head, but saying it out loud brought you back to 3 years ago.

“Why’d you call?”

You closed your eyes, hearing his soft voice root itself in your head, sure to not leave your mind for the next week.

“I miss you.” There was no need to lie or pretend like you didn’t. You had always been honest with Kangsu. He never judged you, so there was never a need to conceal yourself or your feelings.

“Really?”

The small lilt in his tone made a flurry of butterflies rush to your stomach. A need to know everything that had happened in his life over the past years invaded your entire body. Before you knew it, you were standing up from your bed and shuffling to put your shoes on.

“Really.”

“Are you free?”

You hummed in affirmation.

“30 minutes, our spot… Okay?”

“Okay.” You slipped on your coat and opened the front door, hearing similar shuffling from the other side of the phone. You hesitated for a moment, wondering if it would sound too desperate, but in the end you decided you didn’t care. “I need to see you.”

There was a pause on Kangsu’s end, as he took in the yearning of your voice. “You’ll see me. I’ll be there, I promise.”

The 30 minutes spent getting to the park that you used to spend every evening at with Kangsu was both fast and slow at the same time. Impatient, anxious, worried, bittersweet; you couldn’t place exactly what you were feeling. You wanted to be back in his arms, the place you craved for years after you broke up.

You found him sitting on the bench you always sat at, staring at the little bridge running over a small pond. When he saw you, he stood up instantly, eyes glued to your figure.

He looked different. A good different. You could see the confidence in his face and more wisdom in his eyes. He seemed sure of himself just by the way he held his head on his shoulders. You could tell from just a look that the years apart had been well worth it. He had needed it, and now an even better version of him was facing you.

He pulled you into his arms before you could even run to them, and it all felt the same. His arms wrapped around your body, squeezing you gently. Your perfume hitting his nose, intoxicating his brain with everything he missed about you.

“I missed you.” His earnest words flooded your heart and you buried your head into his chest. Right person, right time.

JEONG JUNHO ﾐ ANNOYANCES TO LOVERS

Junho was always like a splinter in your finger, a pebble in your shoe, or a stitch in your side. Annoying, but never harmful enough to do any real damage. You both messed with each other for your own entertainment, only because he was the oldest friend you knew.

He was easy to play bully when you were younger. He was always shorter than you, with a wimpier frame and a squeakier voice. As six year olds, your harmless bickering and teasing never cut too deep. You’d make fun of each other’s toys in elementary school, or your outfits in middle. You groaned in annoyance whenever you were paired together for projects, spending the whole time bickering and ending up getting a low grade for it.

By high school, you teased each other for getting a low score on a test, competing to see who would place lower in the class ranking (not that either of you were in the running for the top spots). But you both still ended up sitting together in the canteen when you found yourself friendless the first week. Junho was the only familiar person around you, despite the less than friendly dynamic you shared. While you certainly still bickered and annoyed each other, you could barely throw the low blows you used to.

Puberty had hit Junho like a truck, gracing him with a tall muscular figure, and a much deeper voice. You could truthfully only admire how he had come into his own. But that didn’t mean you would stop getting a reaction out of him, although you couldn’t ignore how a certain fondness was starting to grow in your heart for him.

When you joined the soccer team, he showed up to practice to laugh whenever you tripped over your own two feet, only for him to be the same person to walk you to the nurse’s office. When he joined musical theater, you made fun of him whenever he was off-key, only to bring him flowers after his first show as the lead role.

Your quick comebacks to his every teasing remark was a sense of familiarity that he didn’t want to lose. When feelings got into the mix with your regular banter was something neither you or Junho could pinpoint. What you did know is at some point, your eye rolls held all the fondness in the world and your playful smacks on the shoulder were a bit softer than usual. At some point, a sense of pride flooded your body when you looked at Junho and his accomplishments, and you started to voice how proud you were of him.

Whether small pats on the shoulder or tousling his hair (if you could reach), the message seemed to get across to him. The boy you had known since you were little had grown into the man you wanted to be beside you for the rest of your life. Him asking you out officially one late night on a walk surprised neither of you. You knew the feelings had been mutual for a while.

The shift to dating was natural as well. Maybe you were both a bit more caring and attentive than before. You were no longer too shy to hold his hand whenever you wanted (nor did you dismiss the thought whenever it came up, under the delusion that you could never like someone as annoying as Junho). He no longer debated whether bending down to kiss you was overstepping the boundaries of friendship (he had long since lost the war of fighting how much he adored you). But poking fun at each other would always be your love language, and that was a reality you were both more than content with.

↳ nomad taglist: @eternalgyu,, @hursheys

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laceswan · 1 year ago

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Fic Recommendations <3

Stray Kids

1-am, Kim Seungmin x gn!reader, fluff-@northsoulss

Closer than Friends, Kim Seungmin x gn!reader, fluff- @dreamescapeswriting

Invisible Ties, Kim Seungmin x gn!reader, childhood friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, fluff- @starseungs

7:30 pm, Kim Seungmin x gn!reader, so much fluff- @dreamyyeosang

Lipgloss, Kim Seungmin x gn!reader, angst, fluff ending- @hanjisick

Movies, photographer!Kim Seungmin x model!gn!reader, angst, fluff ending- @comet-falls

Wanted if Forever, Kim Seungmin x fem!reader, angst, fluff ending, hurt/comfort- @miel-ji

(Untitled Christmas headcannons), Kim Seungmin x fem!reader, fluff- @sunboki

Dense, Bang Chan x fem!reader, angst- @sunwoowrites

Yeah, Flowers Follow, Seo Changbin x florist!fem!reader, fluff- @catiuskaa

Breakup HCs, Maknae line (hyung line is linked) x fem!reader, ANGST- @dazed—xx

Soft hours tag @rachalixie

Stray Kids Fic Rec List @insidetheravens

Ateez

(Untitled first kiss drabble), Choi San x gn!reader, fluff, mild spice- @bubblyyeonjun

i'm glad i have you with me, Choi San x fem!reader, fluff, hurt/comfort, childhood friends to lovers, slow burn- @mybelovedwoo

Hunger Games

Harry Potter

Hidden Messages in Foreign Languages, Regulus Black x fem!reader, fluff- @applebutter-and-cinnamon

Sleepy, Regulus Black x gn!reader, fluff- @queerpumpkinnn

so tired, Regulus Black x gn!reader, hurt/comfort- @gilmore-angel

Falling, Regulus Black x fem!ravenclaw!reader, fluff- @ardisia-florence-james

Kissing with Regulus Black would include, Regulus Black x fem!reader, fluff- @angelblacksmith

The Brothers Black, Regulus Black x fem!reader, slight angst, fluff- @sufferingstarlight

A Snake and his Little Bird, Regulus Black x fem!sunshine!reader, some angst, hurt/comfort- @robynlilyblack

Regulus Black Masterlist- @messers-moony

Deadly Favors, Theseus Scamander x gn!reader, angst, fluff ending- @spideyharrington

The Legend of Vox Machina (Critical Role)

(Untitled proposal fic), Percy de Rolo x gn!reader, fluff- @saphirered

Floriography, Percy de Rolo x fem!OC, fluff- @leopardfang15

In the Glade, Percy de Rolo x gn!reader, fluff- @finn-writes-stuff

Mha

Your Soldier, Knight!Takami Keigo x Princess!reader, Royalty AU, fluff- @livlivlivliv

Crimson and Cloves, Todoroki Shoto x fem!reader, Hanahaki AU, angst- @gcpards

(Untitled drabble), Shinsou Hitoshi x gn!reader, so much angst, major character death, fluff ending- @alienaiver

Iida Tenya Masterlist, CONTAINS SOME SMUT YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED- @lovinkiri

Haikyuu

HQ Masterlist- @215-luv

HQ Imagines Masterlist- @arhvste

(Untitled drabble), Sakusa Kiyoomi x gn!reader, fluff- @kentolove

Touch-Averse, Sakusa Kiyoomi x fem!reader, angst, hurt/comfort, fluff ending- @watevermelon

You Look Pretty When You Do the Laundry, Sakusa Kiyoomi x gn!reader, fluff- @otoyastoy

I Need to Talk to You, Akaashi Keiji x fem!reader, fluff- @otoyastoy

JuJutsu Kaisen

Sweet Love, Nanami Kento x gn!reader, fluff- @haruchuiyo

Kitchen Charm, Domestic!Nanami Kento x gn!reader, fluff- @itsfairly

Masterlist, CONTAINS SOME SMUT YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED- @kentosbabes

rich bf nanami headcannons, Nanami Kento x impliedfem!reader, fluff- @kiyoily

Star Wars

If Only pt. 1 (part 2 is linked), Obi-Wan Kenobi x gn!reader, angst- @make-me-imagine

(Untitled breakup drabble), Poe Dameron x gn!reader, angst- @never—doubt

The Arrival of the Pilots, Poe Dameron x gn!reader, mild angst, fluff- @gawaaine

Twilight

Insomnia, Jasper Hale x fem!human!reader, fluff- @junkdrawerfics

Heartbeat, Jasper Hale x fem!human!reader, fluff- @3vergr3en

Squid Game

Eliminated, Hwang Junho x gn!reader, fluff- @sweetenercode

Dating HCs, Hwang Junho x fem!not korean!reader, fluff- @sophiewritesworld

The World Will Suffer, Hwang Junho x gn!reader, angst- @philomaay

Dating HCs, Hwang Junho x gn!reader, fluff- @saebyeoked

Real People

when you fall asleep, Chris Evans x actress!reader, fluff- @imyourbratzdoll

#fic rec #rec list #skz fic recs #vox machina #tlovm #tlovm fic recs #regulus black #regulus black fic recs #Poe Dameron #Poe Dameron fic recs #x reader fic recs #Skz x reader #regulus black x reader #poe dameron x reader

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cookycherry · 2 years ago

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Mile Long List: Jeong Yunho Oneshot

Part 2 will be coming after my friends said they needed to find out more lol

Pairing- Yunho x reader

Genre- smut, airplane sex, fem!reader, established relationship, mile high club

Warning-smut, airplane sex, sex on a sink, unprotected sex

Word count-2,277

Summary-Your boyfriend Yunho and you have an ongoing list to cross off, about time you checked Mile High club status off of it.

“Ok, so I packed some snacks and I made sure to bring an extra charger.” You began rummaging through your bag while Yunho watched, smiling and staring at you in pure adornment.

He sighed and ran a hand through his dark fringe, “Y/N, you know this is a private jet. Literally they have everything.” He smiled while his eyes were closed and rested his head back on the headrest.

You looked around the flight cabin, this was like a mini resort in the sky.

Hongjoong was plugging away on his laptop, Seonghwa was napping with a mask pulled over his eyes, Wooyoung and Yeosang were in deep hushed discussion while watching some movie, Junho was fighting allowing sleep to take over, Mingi absolutely was zoned out listening to some music while he looked out the window and San was stuffing his face with some snacks he grabbed from the Incheon airport last minute. Everyone was in their own world.

This was drastically different from your own budget flying experiences. Packed like sardines in a stuffy flight, no leg room and a screaming baby in front of you. You had to admit, you were learning there were some perks to dating an idol celebrity.

Yunho tucked some of your hair behind your ear, “I do appreciate the thought though. It’s cute.” He leaned in close and his eyes held yours. His full lips parted in a playful smile, he looked like he wanted to say something and instead chuckled to himself. You watched as Yunho adjusted the ties on his oversized hoodie, pulling the hood up and then stretching his long legs clad in those black denim that did something to your psyche. Your lips parted ready to ask what it was he seemed to want to ask but then he turned looking like he was going to ask a stewardess for something.

You looked out the window unsure what you expected besides just an endless array of clouds. Lost in your thoughts you hadn’t noticed when Yunho had placed his hand on your thigh and wiggled his thumb against your leggings.

“Wanna kill some time?” Yunho asks, his dark eyes harsh and his face mischievous. You had been dating for some months now so knew when he was up to something. Yunho then removed his hand from its position on your middle thigh and waited.

You bit your lip while you searched your brain for an idea that didn’t involve sitting and watching movie after movie for 7 hours. “How about,” you tapped your index finger on your chin as you thought, Yunho waiting patiently. “How about 20 questions?” Immediately, you felt stupid for such a childish suggestion. Yunho appeared to be pleasantly surprised, “Sure, why not. Ladies first.”

You pouted your lips in thought and sighed to yourself.

“One place you want to visit you haven’t already.”

Yunho nodded his head at the question, thinking probably of everywhere they had traveled to.

“Down under.” Yuho playfully upturned his mouth at the inudeno.

You breathily laughed, “Creative.”

The volley of questions went back and forth until it was Yunho’s turn again. He asked something and it was as if your entire brain shut down and went dark. You felt your face heat as you watched his perfect lips form the question again.

“Have you had sex on a plane?”

Holy shit. It felt like the air cabin lost air circulation. You choked on the spit that was collecting in your throat.

At your shocked expression, clearly plastered on your face, his lips curved into a cocky smile. His head tilted slightly, his fringe parting and falling a bit into his intense eyes. Since you started dating you were constantly jumping eachother any chance you got and both were crossing erotic scenarios off your respective sex bucket lists; your personal favorite was playing doctor but that was different than now. Now, it was a plane and a plane full of his friends who had become your friends. This side of him was making your heart pick up its pace and your breathing became erratic. “No, I haven’t. Besides, isn’t it illegal ?” You playfully laughed through your nose seeing what more he would say to this.

He cocked his head to the side, continuing to study you, “Yeah, if it's on a public aircraft. Not a private one. Also I haven’t either,” He smiled his perfect smile. “But one day I’d like to.”

You quickly turned in an attempt to hide your face that you knew was as bright as a tomato, but Yunho knew you better than that. Yunho leaned forward in his seat to get a better look at you. He chuckled again quietly to himself before returning back to resting against the seat.

Your heart beat rapidly as seconds went by. He cleared his throat and asked, “Would you?”

You turned back towards Yunho, taking in his words and holding a deadlock with his eyes. “I mean,” you popped up from your seat a smidge to take a quick survey of the other members, all the same as before and unaware of anything going on around them, you then shoved yourself back down, “Check it off the list.” He smiled at your agreement. You then pushed your thighs together at the feeling that was emitting from your core, one that he had a power over you with a single look.

He began to get himself up, exhaling a breath, “I’ll meet you in there in 5 minutes.” He motioned his head towards the bathroom sign. You watched as he pushed himself up and sauntered over to the bathroom through a privacy curtain at the rear of the plane.

You watched intently for the minutes to pass and no one seemed to care or appear phased at the lack of Yunho present. When it seemed that enough time had passed you pushed yourself to your shaky legs and made your way, careful to not draw attention out of the ordinary. There was a bathroom at the front if someone happened to need it. You now stood outside the bathroom door, your body overheating with anticipation. With shaky hands you raised an arm and twisted the handle, revealing it to be open. You then quickly peered inside and instantly locked eyes with your boyfriend. As you stepped into the small room and closed the door behind, Yunho smiled. He stepped closer as he spoke. “I was starting to think you wouldn’t come,’”he ran a hand down your cheek gently, “Are you nervous?”

You swallowed hard, his flirtatious actions making you weaker by the second. You gave him a tiny nod in response and he let his hands trail down your sides and onto your hips.

“Fuck, honestly me too,” he whispered and he began pulling down your leggings and panites then hastily pulling up your sweatshirt , “But I’m going to take care of you, don’t worry.”

You hop onto the small airplane sink to get yourself into position, looking at his determined face made you even more desperate for him to be inside you.

“Did anybody see you?” he quickly asked, watching you with awe as you grabbed his sweatshirt and pulled him closer to you. He softly laughed at the sight of you being so desperate for him now. His hands landed on your hips, tugging your body closer looking at your bare skin eager for him.

“Nobody saw me. ” You murmured, he sighed in relief as he pressed his lips on yours at the same time as his grip on your hips got stronger when he started rubbing his still clothed cock on you. Concealed moans filled the room. “Don’t worry now.” He said, making you let go of the thought of being caught when his hand slipped between your legs and hovered over your core.

Your hands traveled all the way down his upper body, from his shoulders to the button of his jeans, popping it open with ease. You reached straight inside his pants to make him feel equally good as he made you feel right now, grabbing his thick shaft, stroking up and down all the way of his length. He bucked his hips in response, a cocky and satisfied smile appearing on his lips. It looked so hot that you yourself whined a little in need.

“Get down on your knees for me, babygirl.”

He demanded and you gladly obeyed as soon as he had stepped back, making space for you in front of him. When you sank to the floor, you pulled his pants along, his hard dick finally able to spring free with his tip almost caressing your cheek. You licked your lips while looking up into his eyes, signaling him how much you loved the sight of his erection and then firmly grabbed the base of his shaft. Wrapping your mouth around the head of his cock, you watched him throw his head back in pleasure, your hair wrapped around his knuckles the way he probably imagined it before, moans escaping him with your every move.

Your head bobbed back and forth, sucking hard on him, stroking whatever didn’t fit in your mouth and moaning deeply because you knew just how much he loved to feel the vibration. Your free hand was located on his thigh, digging your nails into his flesh which would surely leave a mark or two for him to remember.

His hard cock twitched against your tongue, making him feel so good that he murmured your name under his breath every now and then. But then he suddenly grabbed a hold of your shoulders, quickly pulling you back up, helping you to hop back on the sink and keeping you steady by placing his hands on your upper legs.

With his eyes locked on yours, he placed himself at your entrance. With his hand wrapped around his own length, he started rubbing the tip along your wet slit. If it weren’t for his one hand still pushing down on your hip, you would have pushed yourself onto him, not able to endure any more of his teasing. But he loved nothing more than to see you melt under his touch.

“Please Yunho…” you begged him, licking along his neck to taste his salty sweat which also made him bite his lip at the feeling.

Finally, he sank into you, making it almost painful for both of you as he took his time. He panted at the intensity of you being so tight around him. You threw your head back against the mirror and clung to his shoulders for further support as he thrust his wet dick into you harder and faster each time. One of his hands had found their way back up to your neck, pulling you close and slamming his lips onto yours, groaning into your mouth, only breaking the heated kiss to gasp for air again.

Each time he rammed into you harshly, heated whimpers left your lips right next to his ear, only encouraging him to go deeper.

“Touch yourself for me.”

Judging by the way he breathed and how his thrusts weren’t as steady anymore, he probably felt the sensation build up in him quickly. Hearing his husky voice let shivers rush through your body, all bundling up where he wanted you to touch yourself.

You let a hand drop between your own legs. Bucking your hips to meet his, you let your fingers rub over your swollen nub, driving you closer to your own release.

There was physically no way for him to be buried deeper inside you, still, you wrapped your legs around his waist and pressed yourself against him as hard as you could, crying out by the way he hit just the right spot now.

The longer he fucked you, sensually moving your lips together when your breathing allowed it, the more you felt your climax building up in your core, not able to hold it in much longer because he felt so good sinking in and out of you with ease.

“I’m so close…please don’t stop.” You begged with a shaky voice, clenching tighter around him by the second. He used his last bit of strength to slam into you once harder, pulling you closer with a grip on your hip, almost lifting you off of the sink in the heat of the moment that clouded both of your minds. Breathing each other’s air because your foreheads were pressed together, only added up to your dizziness.

“Come…” he grunted. “Come for me, y/n.”

That was all that you needed, his dark voice cooing out your name pushed you over the edge, letting your climax shatter through your entire body while you cried out.

The feeling of you contracting around his cock ensured that he released himself into you only shortly after that intense orgasm of yours. Grunting deeply, a mixture of curse words and your name slipped out of him, as well as the sexy sight of him throwing his head back one last time.

Both of you took a minute to come down from your high, falling back into normal breathing and a calm heartbeat. He pulled out of you, grabbing his pants from the floor and throwing them on quickly. The sight of his sweaty forehead with his hair sticking to it formed a smirk on your face. As he picked your underwear and held it out to you, you still smirked at him, “So, what’s next on our list?”

He laughed, trying to fix his appearance after glancing into the mirror for the first time.

“Hmm, you camera shy?”

#ateez #ateez scenarios #ateez fanfiction #ateez imagines #ateez smut #ateez yunho #yunho fanfic #yunho imagines #yunho #jeong yunho

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markberries · 2 years ago

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television romance ﹒ km [preview]

synopsis﹕ being a self made singer was not simple, nor was it handed to you on a silver platter. a decision between your management and those at pledis ent. to have you date kim mingyu was not making your life any easier.

genre + ﹕ fluff, angst, idol au, fem reader, bit of wonu x reader in the FUTURE (what do u expect i'm a wonwoorideul.) y/n is a girl boss 🤞🏻

wc ﹕ 691

warnings ﹕ none

note ﹕ a lil something ive been working on! enjoy!

“you have got to be kidding me.”

you look between your personal manager and the ceo of the company you were signed at, dream records. they purse their lips, your manager looking down awkwardly.

“i don’t need to have a fake boyfriend for more traction, my last album did well without it,” you try your best to reason with them.

“yes, that is true, but more sales is always good!” your manager, junho explains with emphasis on the sales aspect.

ever since you were a mere teenager, you craved being onstage. you wanted to sing in front of crowds, change people’s lives, and hopefully make a difference.

you got signed to the dream record label when you were eighteen, fresh out of high school. before that, you were making cover videos on youtube in your tiny bedroom. your record label wasn’t huge, the only reason you joined was to assist one of your friends who was a producer.

you were fairly popular now, mostly in the west when it came to your pop punk sound of music. you worked hard to get where you are, and you thought that it was enough for the company you were under.

“i was doing okay without any pr stunts, i’m sure i’ll be alright without one now,” you huff, sinking into the black leather chair.

“i’ll talk to her,” junho states apologetically to the ceo. he pushes you by your shoulders outside of the office into the brightly lit hallway, and as soon as you’re out of earshot of the ceo, you turn to junho with a glare on your face.

“i don’t want to fake date anyone,” you grumble, placing your hands on your hips, “you’re one of my closest friends but i wouldn’t do this for anybody.”

“y/n, just think about it! yes, you’re doing great, no one is discrediting you for that, but you could always do better,” junho reasons with you. you roll your eyes, walking away but he follows you.

you weren’t a difficult or mean person, but what they were asking of you was just unbelievable. you’ve been working here for years, and you were their main money maker. you’ve given up so much for the sake of this company, and now they were asking you to give up the freedom of choosing your own relationships.

“i’m just frustrated, and the fact that you didn’t consult me before talking to the other party in this business deal irritates me too, this guy could be a complete weirdo!” you exclaim, pacing towards your studio.

“he’s not, i promise, he’s actually quite nice.”

you look at junho with an unimpressed expression, “how do you know that?”

“i.. met him..”

“you’ve even met him before me! junho, you know i trust you with my life. i’d do anything for you but listen to what you’re asking me to do,” you open the black door to your studio, flipping the light switch on your left. you’re greeted by your soft lights and awards sitting on your shelves.

“then trust me when i tell you this is good for you,” junho plops down on your black leather couch, the short man leaning back into the cushions. “his name is mingyu, and when we met he seemed very kind. he already signed the contract.”

your face contorts into a grimace while taking a seat in your comfortable office chair, still not even a bit convinced to go along with this agreement. you aimlessly begin spinning the chair, tapping your fingers against the arm rest.

“would you like to meet him?”

your head snaps towards your manager’s direction, eyes squinting with suspicion.

“why are you asking me this?”

junho shrugs his shoulders, “maybe if you two got along you wouldn’t mind it as much. you’ve probably heard of him anyway, he’s in the kpop industry.”

you weren’t unfamiliar when it came to kpop groups, you had quite a lot of songs in your playlists. you just weren’t an avid fan of it, probably only listening to title tracks and you didn’t know that many groups.

“hm, what group?” you ask out of curiosity.

“seventeen.”

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nihyunluvskookie · 1 year ago

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And then I met you

[Prologue]

Pairing: Jeonghan x fem reader × Seungcheol

Synopsis: Falling in love with bestfriend’s ex wasn’t something that Jeonghan planned.

Genre: angst, fluff

Warnings: mention of morning sickness, pregnancy and mention of cheating

Word Count: 785

Author’s Note: I have no idea why I did this to myself, I just wrote. It’s something new, that I am trying, I don’t usually write something like this. Do let me now if you liked this or not <3 and anyone wondering what was I listening to while writing this, I was listening to Tera Rastaa Chhodoon Na and Matilda

Happy reading :)

If you want to get tagged, please send me an ask <3

masterlist | chapter one

“Good morning Aisha-” Jeonghan entered the bedroom, he wanted to inform her, that he already made breakfast and was leaving early because of a meeting. But when he entered the bedroom he didn’t see his wife, “Aisha, Aisha” he started calling her name but there was no response at all, he panicked. He went towards the washroom and knocked on the door, “Aisha, are you inside? Aisha?” there was still no response, “Aisha at least response, please reply me back, are you okay?” Jeonghan was more than worried, he wasn’t this worried and devasted when everything happened two months ago. After five minutes, he knocked on the door again, “Aisha I’m coming inside please stay away from the door” he had no other choice rather than entering, he saw Aisha sitting on the bathroom floor, and the moment Aisha looked at her husband, she sighed in relief, she had no strength at all. All these morning sicknesses were making her weak.

“Aisha… oh my god” he went closer to her and picked her up carefully. Aisha, clung her hands to Jeonghan’s neck “why didn’t you call me Aisha” She buried her face on his chest, he was smelling so fresh and his nice cologne somehow gave comfort to Aisha. Aisha was already used to this feeling, Jeonghan carrying her around whenever she felt dizzy or weak. “Aisha… when I said, I’ll take care of you and you’re my responsibility, I meant it. Truly” Aisha was feeling guilty for everything that happened past two months. He placed her on the bed and gave her a glass of water. “Aisha” he lowered to her height and looked at her. She drank water and kept the glass on the side table. “Are you off to work Jeonghan?” he shook his head, “I was, I am not going anymore, my wife needs care right now. How can I leave my wife alone?”

“But Jeonghan-” he pressed fingers on her lips, refraining her to speak further, he took out his phone and dialed a number. “I would apply for a leave and you can attend the meeting in my place. I need to stay with Aisha today, she’s not feeling well, do let her know. I’ll send you all the files in a few minutes. Do well with the presentation and don’t forget to suggest the things we decided yesterday.”

“She’ll be okay.” his team members knew about Aisha because sometimes Jeonghan applies for half day for her appointments.

“Good luck, Junho” and he hung up. Aisha was feeling guilty that she was the reason he didn’t go to attend a meeting, everything that happened that day, Aisha was reminded of everything. She cannot forget how Seungcheol, reacted.

“did you sleep with him?” she was shocked because, she never thought he would actually say that to her and questioned her loyalty, “you’ve lost your mind Seungcheol” Aisha argued back, because nothing like this happened. How could even Seungcheol not listen to her even once, and accuse her of cheating.

“did you sleep with my bestfriend behind my back?”

Aisha teared up thinking about Seungcheol and looking at her Jeonghan’s eyes softened. He took a seat beside her on the bed and pulled her into a hug, “Aisha… it’s okay”

“You always do so much for me and this is not even your-” he made her face him, “Don’t ever say that, okay? Don’t forget you’re my wife now. I am your husband, and I am supposed to do things which counts as my responsibility, so never say anything like that.” He wiped her tears, “thankyou so much” the urge to kiss her forehead was something he was resisting. He didn’t want to make anything awkward between them, he just wanted to give all the love that Aisha and the baby deserved. He can’t turn back time but he can be her husband and take care of them.

“Aisha” he called her name and caressed her cheeks, she was starting to feel better. Aisha was always thankful to Jeonghan for everything, maybe she can’t say it aloud everytime, but she was always grateful to Seungcheol for making her meet Jeonghan. “Freshen up and I’ll bring your breakfast in the room.” Aisha nodded, Jeonghan was giving all the love and comfort she was craving and wanted, it was her heart that hurts at times at the thought of Seungcheol. He was supposed to the one who should be taking care of her, but it’s Yoon Jeonghan who is doing everything. Aisha held the hem of Jeonghan’s shirt, Jeonghan looked at his wife, and gave a small smile. “I’ll be quick, okay?” she nodded at his words.

Soon, Jeonghan walked out of the room.

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coffeekyu · 1 year ago

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Hey 😂 I would like to request a kyuhyun imagine with a fem non-famous reader where they are in a secret relationship and he gets jealous because her male colleagues are flirting with her, even though it was his choice not to go public yet

Not My Type | Kyuhyun Fic (Imagines)

Word count: 2.2k Note: just 1 male colleague is involved Pairing: Kyuhyun x non-famous fem reader Characters: Kyuhyun, reader, Junho (reader’s colleague, which you can totally pretend is the face of 2PM’s Junho)

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You walked a few feet away from Kyuhyun on a street in Cheongdam, pretending to be strangers, towards a park where the two of you often had your secret dates. After walking for a little more, you both turned into the park, avoiding any possible paparazzi around the area. It was even harder to do that in Cheongdam, where many celebrities lived. You settled on the usual two empty benches in the park and sat across each other, smiling.

You usually had your dates at his place. But either way, you had to enter the apartment building at a different time if you wanted to avoid being seen together, appearing on the headlines the next day. And, the both of you, though being homebodies, were extremely sick of having your indoor dates, usually karaoke-ing over tteokbokki.

“Hey Chokyu.” You spoke from the other end of the bench you sat on. You loved calling him by that nickname because of how cute it sounded in your head.

“Hmm?”

“When are we gonna go on a real date?”

He looks at you, shocked. “Real date? You mean this isn’t a real date to you?”

“Well, of course it’s real. It’s just… it would be nice to actually hold hands when we’re outside or like at an amusement park which you’ve been wanting to go to.”

He looked slightly saddened by your request.

“I know, I know, we have to give it some time. I was just teasing you. I’m good with this too. You look cute even if we aren’t just two millimetres away from each other.” You giggled.

“What if I reserved Lotte World at night, so that just the both of us could go? Alone?” He smirks.

“I know you’re rich, Kyu. But there’s no need to spend 10-musicals-worth of your salary just to do that.” You laughed. “Also, the Lotte World staff would know about us. News spreads fast, you know.”

“Mm. Right. Just a thought.” Kyuhyun slumps back down on his bench.

“I wanna hold your hand.” He says after a few seconds of silence.

You blushed and reached your hand out toward his direction, and he was about to reach out to yours, when you heard a voice behind you.

“Hey!” the voice thundered through the leaves. You turned back and saw your colleague, Junho, jogging towards your direction. You gasped, pulling your hand away from Kyuhyun. He already knew to put on his quick disguise - his standard black mask and bucket hat - while you stood up abruptly and pretended to jog on the spot.

“Junho-ssi! What brings you here? Hot day isn’t it? Summer things. I was just about to go for another jog around here. Wanna join me?” You stammered, looking nervously at Kyuhyun, who had his eyes narrowed at your hands as you held onto your colleague’s shoulders, turning him around so he couldn’t see Kyuhyun.

“Wait a minute, that looks like…” Junho turns around, pointing and squinting at Kyuhyun.

“Looks like? Haha who? Oh that guy? Ah, that’s just the neighbourhood ahjussi! Don’t mind him. Bye Ahjussi!” You exclaimed, not giving Junho a chance to react before forcing a fake laugh, and pushing Junho away as Kyuhyun signals a fake goodbye. Kyuhyun pulled down his bucket hat to cover more of his face as the two of you jogged away.

“Hey, stop pushing me!” Junho exclaims, as you give him a big smile, trying to pretend nothing suspicious just happened. He squints, “and you’re not even in workout clothes!”

“No matter! Chop chop! Let’s go! Don’t got all day, do we???” You spoke enthusiastically so your colleague would move on.

Kyuhyun watched discreetly from the bench and sighed. He pulls out his phone and sends you a message, with just an emoji “:(“.

You unlocked your phone to reply. “T-T sorry baby”.

“My house in an hour?” Kyuhyun replies.

“OK call!” You answered.

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It was a few minutes after the end of your work day, and some of your colleagues began packing up to leave for home, saying their goodbyes and ‘see you tomorrow’s.

Pshh… don’t wanna see you though. You thought, watching a condescending co-worker walk by.

You let your head rest on your desk at the office. Work was just too much for you to deal with today, and it wasn't over just yet. Just as you started to rest, you groaned as you heard a zoom call notification pop up on your laptop, thinking it was from a colleague from the marketing department trying to get to you. You accepted the call quickly using a keyboard shortcut by muscle memory, with your head still on the table.

“Baby.” The caller’s voice thundered amidst your quiet office. Realising it was Kyuhyun, you looked up quickly and gasped, fumbling to reach for your AirPods before you replied.

“Chokyu! I’m still in the office!” You whispered, looking around silently to see if anybody heard you.

“I know.”

“People could have heard you!”

“I know.”

“Should I put you on speaker then?” You asked strictly, yet playfully as a joke.

“… if you want to.” He says.

“Hmph. Not gonna.” You decided.

He laughs, sounding relieved. “Dinner? My place?”

“Tteokbokki?" You asked.

“No, I'm making something else tonight. Come quicklyyy-!” He dragged out his sentence, pretending to whine.

“What are you making?” You asked.

“Come home and find out.”

Home? You wondered, and smiled to yourself, even though you weren’t quite living together yet. “Kyu, did you forget? I have an event for tonight.”

“You do? But you didn’t tell me!”

“Check your calendar, baby.”

“Gimme a sec.” He says, as you see him reaching for his phone for his calendar app. Thank goodness you sat against a window, so no one could practically see your screen unless they squinted at the window’s reflection. Otherwise, it would be almost impossible to have a video call with him right in your office.

“Oh. You have a recording?”

“I do, yeah, it’s a marketing thing. With Junho.” You replied.

“Junho? You mean that guy we saw at the park the other time? Why him?” He asks, tone slightly annoyed.

“Are you jealous?”

“Pfft. Me? Jealous?” He scoffed. You looked at the screen and nodded with a smirk. He scoffs again. “No.” He replies bluntly.

“We’re doing a dance.”

“Huh.”

“We’re doing a dance. It’s for some company marketing thing to boost employment. Sounds ridiculous, I know.” You explained.

“A dance? Together?” He probes.

“Yeah it’s a couple dance thing.” You blurted.

“Couple da- What? And you need a dance for that because...?”

“Ask the marketing director.”

“Give me their email.” Kyuhyun says, impatiently. "Or better, their phone number."

He sulks, and you decided to tease him a little more, “They chose the prettiest lady and the most handsome guy in the company to do it.”

“Well, yeah, you’re pretty but… You... you think he’s handsome too?” Kyuhyun asks, amazed at what you had just said.

“Kyu… if you’re jealous, just say it.” You teased him again, laughing this time, at how cute he looked as he pouted and rolled his eyes.

“I’m nooootttt!” He drags out his words again.

Just as he says that, you see Junho approaching your table, looking at you with an eye smile. “Wait a minute.” You say to Kyuhyun, then quickly switched your browser tab to a work related one and pulled out one side of your AirPods, then smiled at Junho.

“Ready to go?” Junho asks. You nodded, almost ready to stand up as you receive a notification from Kyuhyun, which caused your phone to light up, showing your wallpaper.

You picked up your phone from the table, opening the message with the screen facing yourself so Junho couldn’t see. It was an emoji again. Kyuhyun: “:’(“

Junho smirks. “I didn’t know you’re a fan of Kyuhyun.”

You looked at the webcam of your laptop, knowing that Kyuhyun was still on the line, though your browser wasn't on Zoom. You smiled briefly into the webcam, then looked at Junho. “Is it that obvious?” You asked.

“Well yeah, you have him set as your wallpaper. Sorry for looking at your phone, though.” He says kindly.

“That’s okay. Yeah, I’ve been a fan for a while.” You giggled.

“<3” Kyuhyun sends another emoji.

“And you have pictures of him all over your desk. Also, sorry for paying attention to your desk.” He smiles sheepishly.

“It’s okay.” You replied, a bit touched by his sensibility.

“Would you date someone like Kyuhyun?” Junho asks swiftly, taking you by surprise.

“What?” You asked and laughed awkwardly. “Hah, no of course not. He’s too famous. And he’s not my type.” You lied. It was such a big lie, and you were afraid that Kyuhyun would be hurt over that.

“Is that so? Then are you single?” He asks.

You quickly pointed out the window behind you. “Oh my God! Junho! Look at that!”

As he turned to look outside, you quickly looked towards the webcam again, mouthing a “sorry!!” and held your hands in prayer to your chest. You received another emoji from Kyu.

“</3”

“What am I supposed to be looking at again?” Junho says, still glancing out the window.

“Oh, hmm… I could’ve sworn I saw Girls’ Generation’s YoonA in the opposite building.” You said, pretending to look out.

He scoffs, but squints and pretended to look in the opposite building too. “Negative!” he confirms. “Anyway, back to my question.” Junho thinks. “What was my question?”

“If I was ready to go?" you tried to change the topic.

"No. It was... are you single?" he asks, smiling again.

"... I guess." you said.

"</3" Kyuhyun sent yet another message.

"Can I ask you out for dinner then?" Junho smiles, looking at you sincerely in the eye. "After the event."

"I..." you looked to the screen of your laptop.

"GUYS! We're late! Let's go!" The marketing assistant barges into your office and waves at you to leave. Junho smiles.

“Aren’t you going to close that zoom call? The recording light is still on.” Junho smirked and waved to the screen.

You quickly closed your laptop and followed behind Junho and the marketing assistant.

You realised Junho knew about you and Kyuhyun all along.

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"Can you keep it secret? No one's supposed to know." You asked Junho for a favour.

He laughs. "Of course. It's not for me to say." He winks.

"Thank you." For a moment you were afraid he really intended to ask you out.

The rest of the crew in the room had been setting up for 45 minutes, as you waited and did the camera rehearsal diligently, waiting for Kyuhyun to respond to your messages you had sent a while back, asking if he was okay.

The camera crew signalled for the both of you to stand closer and you had to put your phone away. The both of you got ready as they counted down, before the recording started.

"Ready in 3, 2, 1..."

You both read and acted based off the script as you rehearsed, then came the game segments where you were supposed to explain and engage the audience with. It was a good 40 minutes until it finally came to the finale - the dance segment. You knew Junho had some kind of social media presence, which was why the team wanted to do something like that to boost awareness of the company. But you still felt that it was a little too extreme.

As the music began, you saw briefly saw the studio door open and close. Junho held your waist as part of the choreography, and as he spun you around, you caught a glimpse of a familiar figure standing near the door. The rest of the crew stared at him, wondering why a celebrity had just stepped into their studio.

Kyuhyun stood at the entrance, evidently frowning. You tried looking away as you continued with the sequence. Your heart started beating faster knowing Kyuhyun was looking at you, but took a few more steps to attempt finishing the original planned choreography. It didn't take long before he stormed towards the both of you, with the staff trying to hold him back, and Junho knew to let go in seeing that reaction. Kyuhyun held you quickly in turn and switched it to his own choreography. The music was slow yet cheerful. It felt like time stopped a little. Chokyu, what the hell are you doing? You thought. But it felt a little too romantic to let go at that moment.

He was finally ready to let some people know about your relationship, you thought. Though unplanned, you could almost follow his lead as he danced in a slow pace. Before you knew it, the music ended, with everyone else in the room watching you. Applause roared through the room as you stopped.

"What's gotten in to you?" You asked him, knowing it was unlike him to be impulsive like that.

Kyuhyun seemed to then have snapped out of a trance, looking at the crew, then back at you. You booped his nose, unable to hold back because of how cute he looked in the moment. "My jealous baby."

He smiled sheepishly and pecked you on your cheek.

"Can you cut that part out?" Kyuhyun asked the crew.

"We can't cut that out." The marketing director comments.

“Please keep it a secret? You guys can know I guess, that's fine.” He says to the rest of your department.

“It’s a broadcast though.” You laughed.

“A WHAT? Baby, you said RECORDING!” Kyuhyun whispered (loudly) and pulled the both of you out of the frame.

“OMG! He called her baby!” Another colleague squealed in excitement.

"This is what you get for being jealous, Kyu... and shouldn't you know what a livestream set up looks like after years of being an idol?" you teased, but he stays silent for a few moments. "Sorry for making you jealous." you said, returning him a kiss.

Before you knew it, the livestream comments were going crazy. And the marketing manager stood there clapping while the audience numbers rose like no tomorrow.

"And CUT!"

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THE END <3 sorry it took so long to write this lol

#kyuhyun #cho kyuhyun #kyuhyun fanfic #kyuhyun fics #kyuhyun imagines #kpop #super junior #jealousy

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n0madsbase · 7 months ago

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I (don't) like him;나는 그를 좋아하지 않는다

Pairing: Sangha x fem!reader

Word Count: 2.4k (got a lil carried away)

Genre: One sided!enemies x lovers

Warnings: Bashing sangha (sad), there’s only one bed 😱, (i can’t remember any others)

Author’s note: I got bored and wrote something not sure if i should continue it? don’t even know if the story makes sense 😼, Mentions of twice (tzuyu 3)

About: No matter how many times you tell Doy that you hate (deeply dislike) his best friend Sangha he just seems to believe you're the perfect match!

“Doy i mean it seriously stop trying to make it work”

It seemed no matter how much you whined and moaned to Doy about not wanting to be around or even instigate a conversation with his best friend. Sangha he just didn’t want to listen

“C’mon it’s been almost a year and I want my two best friends to be best friends, maybe even more than friends!!”

I give him a stern look knowing that he knows that not only was I not looking for a relationship at the moment but he had to audacity to want me to go on a date with the person he knows that I don’t like and haven’t liked since, well since I could remember

Park Sangha randomly just appeared in my life one day during high school taking over, whether that was becoming the most popular guy in school or becoming my classes president only a month and a half after transferring or just being the most insufferable and cocky person ever to exist. Yet it seemed I was the only person to see his true colours.

“What’s that face for?” Doy questions as if he didn’t just recommend that I date Sangha of all people. “You know why” I reply back “No I actually don’t, since you still won’t tell me what problems you have with him and he just doesn’t seem to know what he could've possibly done to you in high school.”

I thought that after graduating high school I would never see Sangha ever again, I believed that I would be happy and Sangha-free in College only to be mistaken seeing him on campus on the third day. I refused to believe that I saw him chalking it up to a look alike or something like that, only to be mistaken yet once again when he appeared sitting near the back of my business class

After seeing him I just made a mental plan to avoid him as I was starting over from high school and the campus was huge and I only really ever saw him in my business class, in the library or sometimes even in the coffee shops near school, specifically the one closest to my dorm building, I stopped going after seeing a familiar set of black hair working there three months into the school year.

I really believed I could escape him but my plan came crashing down when I became friends with Doy, meeting him by chance in a record store, finding out we had the same interest in music. A friendship quickly sparked between Doy and I and I slowly began to forget that I was trying to ignore a whole other human on campus until…

8 months ago

I was at a small gathering in a random students house that was off campus that Doy had managed to bring me to telling me that he would like to introduce me to his friends as he believed that if I was friends with him I would fit right in with his friends

I met his friends jiwon who was also called One, Kangsu and who was also named Rivr and Junho I thought that that was it until Rivr asked One “Have you heard from Park yet?” about 40 minutes in since meeting them

“Park?” I questioned

“Oh yea sorry we have one more friend coming he’s on his way” Doy replies to my question before a ping comes from his phone signalling that he got a notification. He reads the message before standing from the couch that he was sharing with Junho and I “He just sent me a message, he doesn’t know what house we’re in so i’ll try find him” Doy says before leaving me alone with his friends

“If you could give a name to your favourite kitchen appliance, what would it be?”

I hear Junho ask as I see Doy disappear from my vision, I laugh before beginning to have a conversation with Junho about kitchen appliances

About 10 minutes goes by before I hear a familiar voice belonging to Doy “Finally found him, he was on a whole other street” I let out a little giggle and fix my hair wanting to fix up a little before meeting another one of his friends. I would say I enjoyed the company of his other three friends and I could see me becoming close friends with them the same way I am with Doy, so meeting people like him makes me happy

I smile politely and wait as Doy sits only for my smile to drop quickly. There could be no possible way that he was standing in front of me, the one and only Park Sangha my face bitters as his face lights up “Y/N?? No Way I thought I’ve been seeing you on campus but I didn’t know if it was you or not since you would never react to any greetings- how are you!?” Sangha excitedly asked like we’ve been friends for years or as if we were old buddies

“You know each other?” Rivr quizzes. “We went to the same high school- we were even in the same class” Sangha happily replies to his friend

“Wow Sangha nice to see you too” A fake smile is on my face and my voice is dripping with disinterest not wanting to continue to converse with him. His smile drops a little but it doesn’t fall completely but before he could reply I begin to speak again. “I hate to be a bummer but i’ve to go now tzuyu texted she forgot her key so…” I let them finish the sentence in their heads before Doy speaks up “Don’t you want to catch up with an old friend??”

“Trust me we weren’t friends” I throw out into the air before getting up and leaving before he could respond for the both of us

After that seeing Sangha’s Face was a daily occurrence

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

Around 2 days had passed since my conversation with Doy happened. I left him unanswered, annoyed that he wouldn’t drop the topic. I was currently sitting in the living room of tzuyu and I’s shared dorm room waiting for tzuyu to bring up our jjajangmyeon we ordered earlier when I get a text from Doy

Ugh what a douche leaving me on read. Just then my head snaps up as the door is opened and I see tzuyu coming in with our order

“Finally i’ve been craving this all day” she says quickly coming to sit with me on the couch and setting the food out on the the table

“Doy invited me to go to busan with his friends, do you think i should go?”

“Is Sangha going to be there?” she’s questions knowing that i didn’t like him one bit she didn’t even know why but she knew that it had to be a good reason, I told her the second I got back to our shared dorm when I found out Sangha had been friends with Doy all those months ago, she wasn’t even locked out I just wanted to get away from him

“Apparently not, he’s going back home according to Doy”

“Okay then def go Busan is amazing” she smiles widely talking about the city

“Maybe i will then”

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

I check the time on my phone shivering a little with the cold morning air of Seoul and look up searching to see if I can see a familiar mop of blonde hair in the train station, before looking back down and opening Doy and I’s shared chat spamming him with another few messages warning him the boys and him will miss the train if the don’t make it in the next five minutes

I hear a horn before seeing a familiar black car belonging to Doy

I signal for him to find a parking spot and hurry up knowing he could see me through his dark tinted windows, before the passenger window is rolled down only to see Junho and Doy not looking panicked at all

“What are you doing, park before we miss our train!?” I urgently say, “Did Junho not text you, we’re driving there instead?” I burn holes into junhos head who is sitting in the passenger seat “No he didn’t” I say firmly as I had been stressed for the past thirty minutes about the boys missing the train for no reason, Junho lets out a quiet “my bad, i got distracted deciding which snacks to bring for us all”

“Did you get me sour patch kids at least?” I asked the blue haired boy, “Yep, sitting in my bag.” He points to it sitting between his legs on the floor of the car. “I forgive you then” I happily say walking to the back of the car and opening the trunk and placing my overnight bag in it, i see a figure sitting in the back and assume it’s either One or Rivr and make my way to the drivers side before opening the back door of the car about to ask where the other boy is if it was one of them

Only to see none only that Park Sangha sitting behind the passenger seat

“What the fuck is he doing here?” I question agitated still standing outside with the car door open

“I told you not to lie to her”Junho says in a sing-song voice almost mocking Doy who was sitting in the drivers seat

……………

It was about an hour and a half into the four hour car journey, but it wasn’t that bad, Sangha didn’t attempt to speak to me only giving me a small polite smile after I entered the car which was only because Doy convinced me get in with the bribe that he would buy me anything I wanted from Busan if I just got in the car. The car had been mostly silent only the light tunes of the radio playing quietly in the background.

I’ve been texting tzuyu the whole time before stoping as I felt bad as we both woke up early to help me pack and I was keeping her up further with texting her about my current dilemma

Everything was fine and everyone was minding their business doing their own little thing before i see a hand with a bag of my favourite candy being placed between the drivers and passenger seat coming from junhos hand. But just as i go to reach for it I see another hand coming out of my peripheral vision reach to grab it the same time as me

We both grab it which leads to his hand awkwardly being placed over mine before I rush to pull my hand back, i see junhos head turn “Oh yea sorry forgot you both are weirdly obsessed with sour patch kids” he laughs and teases before ultimately giving the bag to Sangha before bending over again to reach into his bag to pull out another pack and handing that one to me

This ride was going to be the death of me

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

I let my body stretch as soon as i exit the car, the journey wasn’t that bad and it was nice and calming i just listened to music and looked outside seeing all the beautiful views for majority of the journey, on the way i found out that Rivr and One had taken Rivr’s car that’s why they weren’t with us, they had already checked in and were waiting for us as they left earlier

We all walk into the lobby of the accommodation we got before Doy begins to talk to the old lady receptionist about our rooms, I zone out only zoning back in when the old lady says “And i’m assuming the lovely couple is sharing a room?” she points at Sangha and I while asking and before i could kindly tell her that i would never think of dating the insufferable piece of jerk beside me Sangha says “Yes we are” and with that the old lady hands him the key and begins pushing us towards the small elevator at the end of the hallway I put my finger up to speak but the doors of the elevator shut before i get to

I immediately turn to look beside me and complain “What would you say we were dating?!?” he begins apologising “I’m sorry i don’t know why i did that- i just” he sighs “She reminded me so much of my grandma and i guess my brain just automatically went to respond yes immediately”

“I’m going back down to get a new room” but before i get a chance to press the level 0 button I feel a hand grab my wrist, I turn and give him a stern look before he apologies again and drops my hand.

………

I enter the room first and immediately notice there’s only one bed other then that it wasn’t that bad the bathroom looked decent as I saw it when entering fully into the room “There’s only one bed?” Sangha says “You don’t say!?” I say my voice dripping with sarcasm

“I’m seriously sorry i don’t know why i said we were dating”

“I’m going back down to get a new room” I begin walking to exist the room but before I can i’m trapped between the wall and Sangha “Move” I say shocked that he abruptly did this

“I’m sorry i just- i can’t let you go”

I stare at him confusingly “Move before I..” I blank before saying anything that comes to my mind “…before I..I- I don’t know but it won’t be good!!”

“I’m sorry but i can’t move..”

“Sangha let me go, what’s your deal-“

I’m cut off by an abrupt kiss to my lips, my eyes widen with surprise and my body freezes stunned that this was really happening. I stare with winded eyes before i realise what’s happening and before i could think it through my hand raises and within the next few seconds Sangha’s whole head has turned from the slap I have just given him

I gasp in shock at my own action and begin talking “I- I, I’m sorry? i think I don’t know, Why would you just-“ i’m flustered and stuttering through my words before i hear a light chuckle coming from the man that still had me pressed up against the wall

“Are you sorry or not?” Sangha teases

To be continued?

#park sangha #sangha #Sangha x reader #nomad #kpop #nomad kpop

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folkcpntr · 6 months ago

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𝐎𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 | 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐝𝐨𝐠 au

𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠...

Pedro Pascal x FEM!singer reader x football player Joel Miller

avisos: angústia! wc: 1k

Canadá;

Pedro assistiu sua live pelo celular enquanto era levado do aeroporto para o hotel por um motorista do estúdio. Ele não podia acreditar no quão grande você havia se tornado em tão pouco tempo, fazia alguns meses desde seu término e o rumor mais recente era de um possível novo affair seu com um jogador do Texas, um tal de Joel Miller. Ele não se orgulhava de sua história, principalmente de seu término, havia sido complicado, doloroso e a mídia não foi gentil com vocês, principalmente com você, ela sempre sentiria a culpa roendo seu coração lentamente, mas nas primeiras noites, nas primeiras notas quando tudo saia das cortinas de fumaça. As lágrimas que escorriam dos seus olhos diante de sua plateia. E mesmo quando tudo parecia ter acabado, não havia de fato, ele ainda sentia a dor da culpa, e você teria para sempre seu coração partido.

Pedro desceu do carro, pegou sua mala e subiu para o quarto enquanto seu agente brigava com alguém pelo telefone, sem prestar atenção em nada mais do que em seu passado, memórias que ele gostaria de não ter criado. talvez não ter ido naquele met gala, naquele onde você apareceu e roubou todos os flashes e olhares quando em algum momento você e ele dançaram juntos e seus olhos não se desgrudaram; Ele poderia voltar no tempo e apenas ter jogado tudo para o ar, ao invés de seguir seus princípios, então ele teria o carro de fuga e as fotos na praia, e outro alguém faria seu coração quebrar, outra que não ele.

Singapura,

Você se sentou na frente do piano, soltando a respiração e tentando controlar os tremores na mão, era a primeira vez que você fazia um anúncio tão grande na frente de seus fãs, suas anotações mais íntimas se tornaram um álbum, muitas horas em estúdios com seus amigos e produtores deram vida a um álbum diferente de tudo que você já havia feito, aquele era sua volta aos corações partidos, seu álbum mais triste e melancólico, sua ode mais pessoal e direcionada. Todos já esperavam por isso, sua versão do término, mas sua mente questionava a todo tempo, seria o que eles esperavam? como eles esperavam? suas palavras seriam mais duras e seu discurso mais nomeável.

Seus dedos tocaram nas teclas frias, uma melodia totalmente nova. Você se aproximou do microfone, levantando os olhos para ver a multidão que cercava o palco, subindo pelas fileiras de arquibancadas do estádio.

— Tem sido uma jornada incrível, e Singapura vocês nos receberam tão bem!– mais uma sequência de notas que fazia o público gritar— Eu realmente não tenho palavras suficientes para descrever o quão feliz estou, e, para agradecê-los por sua gentileza, acho que, podem ser os primeiros a saber..– A sequência a seguir é capaz de fazer todos gritarem ainda mais, você pode ouvir através do ponto.— Meu mais novo álbum, "Old habits die screaming" estará disponível para todos dia 15 de junho! E agora, ouçam sweet nothing para acalmar seu coração!

Você toca uma de suas músicas favoritas do último álbum, pela primeira vez desde seu término ela é suave e não como um peso sobre seus dedos., enquanto a platéia se deleita com sua mais recente descoberta.

O show acaba com meia hora de atraso, você dedicou um tempo maior com os fãs após sua segunda música surpresa, sua a gente fica pavorosa com os comentários e notas que sairão nas próximas horas, mas você já passou pelo pior várias vezes, e em sua maioria sendo uma vítima, sem toda a culpa que te delegaram, se quisessem te queimar por passar um tempo a mais com alguns fãs, ao menos desta vez você seria culpada.

seu celular vibra com centenas de notificações, mas seu corpo pesa a exaustão, sem querer realmente perder seu descanso por comentários on-line, você não reparou, mas ele estava ali; seu chat que antes datava uma mensagem de sete meses atrás, agora tinha uma pergunta que faria seu coração sangrar;

"Isso é para mim?"

desnecessário.

Canadá;

Desnecessário!

Foi a primeira coisa que sua mente gritou quando ouviu o anúncio, velhos hábitos morrem gritando, maldição, ele poderia nomear seus hábitos ruins, os que ela amou, os que ela julgou e os quais ela aceitou para tê-lo. O cigarro, a vida pública, os paparazzis em sua janela nas madrugadas geladas em Nova Iorque, sua mudança de vida, tão abrupta, todos os remédios sobre a pia do banheiro, dentro das gavetas e dentro dos armários, seu hábitos destrutivos, workaholic!

Seus horários eram divergentes, ela provavelmente não leria sua mensagem, mas sua ação foi mais rápida que seu pensamento. e enquanto sua ultima mensagem foi um "eu te amo" de uma vida atrás, agora ele questionava se ela não tinha escrúpulos. todos seus pensamentos sobre poder ter sido um homem melhor, agora se resumiam a ser exatamente que ele era: um homem!

Pedro abriu seu tiktok, caindo na rede do algoritmo e enchendo sua timeline de vídeos de teorias sobre a novidade que acendeu o mundo pop, fãs reagindo ao álbum e a capa que já havia sido postada, edits dele e dela ao som das musicas que ela escreveu sobre ele.

Ela estava em toda parte.

Ele estava nos assuntos mais pesquisados.

Era tudo sobre eles!

Pedro não conseguiu dormir, mesmo depois de desligar a internet e o celular, tudo parecia gritar em sua mente, as musicas ressoavam em seus ouvidos e ele via seu rosto quando fechava os olhos.

Singapura;

Você acordou quase como nova, renovada e ansiosa pelos próximos passos em sua carreira, a leg asiática da turnê havia se encerrado e suas merecidas férias seriam um momento para descansar e curtir ass teorias que seus fãs criariam, e ainda havia Joel, você estava morrendo de saudades e contava as horas para vê-lo.

Mas antes de ter paz, havia as centenas de mensagens que mereciam um pouco de sua atenção, mesmo que uma delas fosse provavelmente a coisa mais indesejada do mundo.

#au!

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lorarri · 7 months ago

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★ . . . 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 , 𝐋𝐇𝟒𝟒

summary , being forced to go to a gp was not something on Y/N's 2023 bingo card but who knows maybe she will create a friendships that could help her thought this tough time

pairing , step dad! lewis hamilton x fem! young teen! reader

MOTHER Lewis has got us VIP tickets to the Australian gp Isn't that exciting!

Y/N but I have an archery comp on that weekend

MOTHER dw about it I've pulled you from the comp you can do the next

Y/N are you fucking kidding me you pulled me from a comp to go watch you boyfriend's race what the fuck?!?!?!

MOTHER language young lady first of all he my fiance and he is gonna be your step father soon

Y/N he is not gonna be my anything as far as I'm concerned and the only way I am going is if you drag me there kicking and screaming so fuck you

MINJI babe where is u at?

Y/N @ the Aussie Gp 💀 ... girl don't u remember me telling you guys about this 🙄

HANNI We do but your mom just called asking if we knew where you were 😭😭

Y/N wtf would you guys know where I am 😐

DANIELLE cuz aparently she can't find you and she thinks you are trying to catch a flight out of the country to avoid spending time with her and lewis 🫣

Y/N tf is this bitch on? I would never put that much effort into her let that be know first and for most 😝 second of all I'm hanging out with Max and Daniel 😌 so dw I'm not trynna skip town 😔

HAERIN Max and Daniel? as in like Red Bull's drivers Max and Daniel as in like Mad Max 😡 and big dick Danny ric 🤠

Y/N ew 🤢🤢🤮🤮 never say that again 🚫 but yes that would be them 👍

MINJI ... proof or it never happened 👀

Y/N

happy now?

HANNI okay but how did you even meet?

Y/N walked off to have a smoke and ran into them and started talking

DANIELLE ain't your mom gonna be pissed though?

Y/N why?

HAERIN cuz your created a better bond with Max and Daniel then what you have with Lewis

Y/N tbh I don't really fucking care Lewis seems like an alright guy ngl but I don't like how my mother is forcing me to spend time with him it's awkward and weird escpially since my dad is refusing to answer my calls or texts and everytime a ask my mother about it she says "maybe he is busy sweetheart" and "well look at it this way it will be the perfect opportunity to bond with Lewis" so yeah I have 0 shits to give rn anyway I need to go time for the race max says I can watch in the red bull garage

NANA (EX WIFE) my plan isn't working I thought by forcing you to stay away Y/N and Lewis could bond but I think she hates him more now

JUNHO (EX HUSBAND) no shit sherlock btw I'm coming to pick Y/N up this weekend she staying at my house till she has to go back to school

NANA (EX WIFE) is that bitch gonna be there?

JUNHO (EX HUSBAND) yes my girlfriend is going to be there and I am going to show you the correct way of introducing your kid to your new partner and that starts by telling them the truth about why you marriage ended in the first place and since you refuse to tell her I will read

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tell me about the first time you ever saw me - Matias Recalt x Fem! Vogrincic! Reader

a/n: oii amores!! vagando nessa terra eu ando pensando só no mati ultimamente, então bora!

summary ★: seu irmão está cansado de ter que sempre te carregar como acessório e conforme o casamento dele se aproxima ele decide ser cupido

warnings: palavrões etcc

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vogrincicenzo Atenção Atenção! Estou aqui para fazer uma propaganda para a integrante mais nova (e mais bonita) da família Vogrincic! Isso mesmo!

SN é carismática, gosta muito de uma praia e curtir a natureza, ama gatos e sorvete de morango! O melhor jeito de ganhar esse coração é sendo um homem de paz que curte ver um filme em silêncio..

Ela não é uma pessoa com bom humor de manhã mas de resto é tudo perfeito, inclusive tenho certeza que faz qualquer sogra se apaixonar!

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seuuser ???????

seuuser O QUE É ISSO???

seuuser EU VOU TE MATAR

seuuser DESDE QUANDO EU VIREI MERCADORIA PRA SER ANUNCIADA??

➜ vogrincicenzo eu vou casar em breve, preciso ter certeza que você não vai ficar sozinha!

➜ seuuser e tinha que me ANUNCIAR???

lsdlnlover MEU DEUS QUE MALUCO O ENZO DIVULGANDO A IRMÃ DELE COMO SE FOSSE UM CACHORRO KKKKKKKKKKKK

enzosgf o irmão mais velho que se preocupa com o bem estar da irmã! tem meu apoio

user98 pode ser eu?

➜ vogrincicenzo não, muito baixo

user27 essa menina deve sofrer com ele

user028 ME ESCOLHE ENZO

➜ vogrincicenzo muito feio pra ela, não quero

➜ seuuser MENINO PARA DE SER MALUCO

pipegonotano ? o que é isso

➜ vogrincicenzo você ta interessado???????????

➜pipegonotano eu não, estou trabalhando muito e não seria um bom partido... mas obrigado!

➜ vogrincicenzo que pena por que você era minha escolha

➜ seuuser AGORA CHEGA EU JÁ LEVEI UM FORA EM REDE NACIONAL PODE APAGAR

seuuser enzo apagaaaaaaaaaaa eu to sendo perseguida

vogrincicenzo pipegonotano blaspolidori simonhempe matiasrecalt quem vai ser?

➜ simonhempe eu não posso

➜ pipegonotano sem tempo perdão

matiasrclt REPAREM QUE O MATIAS FOI O ÚNICO QUE NÃO DISSE NADA

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( MENSAGEM — 1 DE FEVEREIRO, 2024)

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matiasupdates

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matiasupdates Aparentemente o plano mirabolante do vogrincicenzo funcionou e o matias foi visto hoje com a SN!! Fé que o nosso menino desencalha...

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recaltdreams depois de tanto pedir ele se livrou do dementador (malena)

recaltsgirl É AGORA QUE ELE VIRA UM VOGRINCIC

pipescrew se o pipe tivesse bom gosto poderia ser eu postando isso

matislove VEM AI UM NAMORO SAUDÁVEL

snmatias deus coloca amor, união, carinho, paz...

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seuuser

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seuuser ultimos dias do enzo em nosso retiro espiritual (casa da família)

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vogrincicenzo vou sentir muita saudade! (não, não vou)

➜ seuuser você literalmente chorando quando eu te entreguei o coração de presente...

➜ vogrincicenzo você não tinha que estar organizando o casamento????? um namorado te mudou mesmo né.

matiasrecalt nunca pensei que montar um lego seria tão difícil

➜ seuuser você brigando comigo sendo que eu sempre estive certa

➜ matiasrecalt me perdoe vossa majestade..

snmatias vamos ignorar que já tem uns 3 meses que o matias e a sn estão sendo vistos juntos e saindo juntos???

matiasupdates SE ASSUMAM PFV

enzosgf o enzo todo encolhido nhaaammm

user98 sera que nesse casamento eles assumem?

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seuuser

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seuuser depois de um ano, meu irmão boboca se casou com a mulher mais sensacional do mundo!

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vogrincicenzo muito obrigado por me ajudar sempre! o casamento só foi o que foi por que você estava lá!!

➜ snmatias ALERTA MOMENTO IRMÃO SENTIMENTAL

matiasrecalt a gente vai ter um casamento grande assim?

➜ seuuser só se o enzo organizar.. da muito trabalho!

➜ vogrincicenzo VOCÊ VAI DEIXAR EU ORGANIZAR???

recaltdreams A MÃO DO MATIAS NA 2 FOTO

recaltdreams acho tão lindo que mesmo sem rosto sabemos que eles estão firmes e fortes!

matiasupdates A DECLARAÇÃO QUE ELA FEZ EU TO MAL

➜ user827 COMO FOI

➜matiasupdates ela basicamente agradeceu o enzo por ter colocado um cara tão sensacional quanto o matias na vida dela e que ela sempre admirou muito ele como homem e agora tem ele que faz com que ela se sinta como ela sempre sonhou, VÃO CASAR SIM

blaspolidorii POR MAIS FESTAS POR FAVORRR

pipegonotano sn organize TODAS nossas festas e isso é uma ameaça

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seuuser

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seuuser sinto que eu devo algumas últimas atualizações de vida pós o evento que eu mais me preparei na minha vida! Minha própria lua de mel 🌞🧿

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matiasrecalt vai descansando tranquila que nosso casamento é o próximo

vogrincicenzo ainda estou esperando o meu ''obriigadaaaa enzo melhor irmão do mundo''

➜ seuuser obrigada irmão por me oferecer tal qual um pet e me arrumar o melhor namorado do mundo!

#lsdln cast #lsdln #sociedad de la nieve #au #smau #social media au #instagram au #matias recalt x you #matias recalt fanfic #matias recalt x reader #matias recalt #matias recalt smau #enzo vogrincic x reader

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rose-likesto-write · 2 years ago

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Autumn Leaves...

Pairing: Lee Junho x Fem reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, maybe suggestive?

AU!: Rival to lovers trope; Supritendent of police, forensic psychologist

Warning (s): swears, mentions of murder, serial killer, victims

Rating: T

Word Count: 976

A/N: Hey, everyone.. I am back after a long break, things didnt go my way and we're tough but now it's better because of God's grace. ase, it's a small request to kindly give your feedback. It means alot ❤️

Sorry for grammatical mistakes and dramatic ending.. 😭

Summary:

"Now, I realised that as much as most of us call fairy tales as overrated and exaggerated versions but somewhere and somehow even we wish to have for own selves, for us to remember and for us to tell.. It happened with me as well but by the time I started hoping for one, I didn't realise that it might not be the type of ending I wished but I still didn't wanna give up"

"Wow, Mr Lee that's an amazing write up and I can't wait for the book to be published and read it but please, excuse my curiosity but there is more to it right? As in it feels this is actually from your own perspective like from your life experience or something?"

"Ofcourse, it is dear Lia but wait for the right time though."

Chapter-2 HE IS HERE..

‘CHAOS!’ ‘FRETFUL’ ‘STRESS!’ and numerous words like these fail to describe the current situation that was prevalent not only in the country but in the departments that joined hands to understand and solve the crime. It was as if the serial killer knew each and every move and is three steps forward,

“What the fuck is going on?” Junho said in frustration as he threw the set papers in his hand towards the wall. “Junho, you can’t just throw papers like this! I know you are frustrated and so we are.” Taecyeon said with a sympathetic look.

“You aren’t understanding the gravity of the situation! The victims are rising and so is the cruelty. I am worried what if the next victims are—

“Junho! I mean Mr Lee and Mr Ok, here is the report.” You rushed to his side with the thick folders and gave it to him before leaving. “How many times have I told you not to run with these thick folders?” Junho said with a stern look before taking the said folders and started going through it.

Taecyeon scoffed and texted Jennie.

Me: How long will they take?

Jen: Guess?

Me: I don’t know? Days, weeks, months, years, centuries or even millennials

Jen: Or they won't ever confess. Don’t worry

Me: Yeah, take care

Jen: You too :)

He closed his phone and saw him making notes. “Found something valuable? “ He said and sat next to him. “The reports have given great detail about the gruesome killings.” Junho said and turned his attention to Taecyeon.

“You remember, the initial conversation we had with the Chief? We spoke about backgrounds, abandoned areas?” Taecyeon nodded. “Well from the recent documents and evidence that were found, most of the victims are directly related to the killer in some way. Though, this sounds crazy especially how evidence has been gathered or possibly if the killer is deliberately leaving his evidence to find him, but why?”

“Because we are next on his target list.” Dr Kim said as he came with the Chief in their room. “Sir!” They stood up and saluted the Chief and greeted the doctor.

“Dr Kim is right” the chief sighed before continuing, “The two victims through which we thought we were able to get a hold of that monster, what happened? Another victim was killed horrifically and was not related to all others. So, that your attention could be diverted and from the rough sketches that were drawn and witnesses were called, most of them said that the accused knew the victim somehow the other way. It's not just a gruesome and gory play but it has some connection with the accused as well."

Later that night:

You and Jennie were going back after a hard and tiring day. “This case is too gory and scary.” Jennie said as she took a sip from juice. “Can’t agree more. It is literally so scary that I have become paranoid at this point.” You too walked closely keeping an eye out even though the general public was there but who would take a risk.

There were times when you felt someone’s presence but when you turned around, no one was there.

Rushing through your apartment’s door and closing it, a sigh of relief came out from both of your mouths.

“Lets get changed fast, then we can watch some shows while having some fried rice and the side dishes.” Jennie said to which you nodded

Everything was going well and you were about to fall asleep when the lights went off. “Why now?” You whined. “Don’t worry it will come in a minute or so” Jennie said but sadly, that minute turned into 15 minutes.

“Yes, thank you” Jennie sighed as she ended the call. “What happened?” You asked

“They are checking for the issue and the generator will start in a m-

A loud sound was heard as if someone broke the glass, making you both scream. “Jen-sh-” and another glass breaking sound was heard followed by bangings on the main door.

Tears were flowing down both of your faces. “D-do you think, its him?”

You frantically called the first number.

“P-please p-p-pick up!”

“Hello?”

“H-he is here. I think. P-

Before you could say anything the call ended and within a few seconds police sirens were heard and the bangings stopped and some rustling was heard outside.

“Y/N!!!” Junho screamed as he broke your apartment’s door followed by Taecyeon and other police officers and the lights came back.

“B-baby” He kneeled down as he took you in his arms, rubbing your back softly. “D-don’t worry baby, I am here” He whispered softly. After sometime, when you calmed down a bit, you snuggled your face in his chest and your grip on his shirt tightened.

“P-please don’t l-leave m- “Never, angel”

“Sir, we found this paper crumbled and this pin” San said he brought the evidence.

Both you and Jennie looked at the pin before you both turned pale. “Y/N, this is the p-pin that you lost!!” Jennie lost her balance and Taecyeon helped her.

“What does that paper say?” Junho growled. San’s hand shivered when he read it

“I was planning to meet you, my princess Y/N and your friend. You are too beautiful and i hope you remember this article. See ya next time”

“You are coming with me” Junho said as he stood up with you in his arms.

“I-I won’t go with you” You said as you tried to go from his arms.

“ARE YOU CRAZY?”

“He is after me and I don’t wanna go with you all. I can’t risk your saf-

“Risk safety? Are you insane??’

“I am insane enough because I love you Lee Junho. Please, I can’t risk losing you or any of you. I can’t lose more people.” You fell on the floor crying. “Its all over!!”

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intellectualfallacy · 3 years ago

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Hi, how are you? This idea has been pounding in my mind for a while. The reader being Jun-ho's wife and after he disappears without any news, she starts to despair, until one night In-ho shows up to console her, trying to make her forget her brother, convincing her that he would look for him, being that he had secret feelings for her too. Sorry if it's a little confusing.

A/N: I hope this was a good interpretation of your request! I think I made it a little darker than it needed to be tbh but I hope you enjoy nonetheless!

Warning(s): Implied Manipulation

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I hung up the phone for the tenth time that evening. It was more than that throughout the day. I sniffled as I walked towards the couch, the apartment feeling emptier than ever. His jacket still hung on the coatrack, a mug he had left on the coffee table there. The anxious feeling in my stomach never left since he went missing. It was the fourth day he went missing. Four terrible nights and four terrible days after he just left without a word. Well, after a kiss and reassurance. I can’t forget. It was just like any other morning. We woke, got ready, ate breakfast, and before he left, he laid a soft kiss against my lips. “I have to work longer tonight. Don’t wait up, okay?” Those were the last words. The last words that I’ve been over analyzing.

Did… did I cause it? Did I cause him to leave? I gulped back the feeling to cry as I sat, trying to take deep breaths. My eyes felt heavy and so did my chest. I glanced down at my hands, rubbing the wedding ring he gave me not even a year or so ago. “Junho, please… come back.” I whispered at nothing, sniffling as I wiped the tears that escaped down my cheeks.

A knock on the front door frightened me, causing me to jolt. No one came to visit at night. I raced towards the door, a delusion in me believing it would be Junho. I opened the door, waiting to be met by him. Inho stood there, a firm face as always as he was dressed in a rather nice looking black suit. “(Y/N).” He said, bowing slightly. I relaxed my breathing. “Inho.” I replied, bowing back. “I wanted to ask about…” He started, trailing off as he noticed my puffy eyes. “Come in.” I replied, moving to let him into the small apartment.

I closed the front door as he walked in, taking in the environment of warm colors, throw blankets and picture frames. He removed his shoes before walking in. “I-I’ve reported him missing already.” I broke the silence as I stood a few feet behind him, him looking back at me. “Have you?” He asked, me nodding in reply. He nodded, looking around again. “Where have you been, Inho? We haven’t heard from you in so long.” I replied, his glances faltering before he turned to fully face me. “I’ve been occupied with a new job… but hearing Junho missing-“ He clenched his jaw, taking in a deep breath. “I had to take a break.”

“T-Thank you for coming.” I said, him giving a slight nod. We stayed in silence before I asked, “Would you like something to drink? A tea maybe?” “No, thank you. I don’t want to be more of a hassle.” He replied as he walked closer to me. “I wanted to ask how you were doing.” He said. I nodded slightly before tears started to swell into my eyes. I didn’t want to bother or let anyone else know about Junhos disappearance other than his mother. It was the first time I was able to actually speak about it.. but I was too afraid to do so.

I couldn’t help the weep that left me, bringing my hands up to cover my face. His footsteps came closer and I felt arms going around me, encasing me against his chest as his hands rested on my back. “It’s okay. You can cry.” He said gently and I did so, crying into his dress shirt. His hand rubbed gently up and down my back, trying to sooth me. “It’s alright.” He repeated, both of us staying there a moment before my tears slowed, sniffles filling the air.

“Sit.” He said as he moved back, grabbing my arm with a gloved hand as he guided me to the couch. I followed, sitting as he went into the kitchen, coming back with a few napkins. “Here.” He said as he sat next to me, handing me the stack he retrieved. “Thank you.” I replied as I grabbed them, wiping my face clean. “It must be hard for you. I know how much you care for him and him to you.” He said as I glanced at him, tossing the tissue into the small trash I kept there. I cleared my throat before replying. “It’s terrifying not knowing where he is. Or what’s happening to him.” A hand came over and covered mine that rested on my knee. “You shouldn’t be worried about that. He’s more than capable of taking care of himself.” He replied. I looked stunned at his words. “Yes but four days?! He would have answered my calls, let me know where he is.” I said, his grip tightening slightly on my hand as he looked at me with a gentle expression. “He will when he has the chance. There’s no reason to start to panic.” He said, thumb stroking across my hand. I had my doubts. Junho would have called me the moment he knew he was sent for a case or wasn’t coming home on time. But another part trusted in Inho. He was his older brother after all, of course he’d know what Junho is capable of. Of course he would.

I gulped nothing as I looked down at my lap, seeing the black glove covering my hands. Junho would hold my hand the same way when I was upset, him trying to console me on this very couch. “You don’t need to worry about him. I’ll make sure to search for him.” I looked back up at him. “It’s fine. The cops are already-“ “What I have is much more useful than what they have. My work has valuable perks.” He said. I nodded gratefully. “Thank you.” I said, giving a smile.

Inho POV

Her warm smile sent my chest alight. Why, oh why, didn’t I meet you first? What did Junho do to deserve you? Ever since he brought you to the family dinner you invaded my mind. It was difficult to keep you out of my mind. I tried everything. Yet you were still there. If there was anything to help me forget about you… is finally having you.

A smile played on my lips. “You leave the search to me. I’ll stop at nothing to track him down.” I said, her nodding and grasping my hand back. “If there’s anything you need me to help with, I will.” She said, looking back at me with her beautiful eyes that were puffed and red. “I will let you know when I do.” I replied, bringing a hand up and stroking my thumb across her cheek. She tensed as I did so, nervously gulping. I let go, standing up as I straightened my coat jacket. She stood after me, wiping her face again with the sleeves of her sweatshirt. “Thank you, again, Inho. You have no idea how much this helps.” She said. I nodded, grabbing a card from the inside of my jacket before handing it to her. “Call me whenever you need. I’ll be by the phone waiting.” I said as she grabbed the brown card, inspecting it before nodding. I nodded before walking over to the door. “I’ll be visiting every other day. To keep you up to date with my search.” I lied. She opened the door and nodded. “Anything to help.” She replied. Putting my shoes back on, looking back at her once again. Her beauty always amazed me no matter what she wore or what state she was in. No other woman I met compared, leaving me seething in jealousy all these years. But now that dear brother is out of the way… if I play my cards right…

“Don’t worry about Junho anymore, okay?” I said, stepping outside and turning back to her. She nodded, a hand on the door. “I know. It’s not doing me any good and I should trust him more. Like you said.” She replied. I smiled slightly and nodded. “Good. I hope you have a goodnight.” I said, not waiting for a reply as I left, entering the elevator at the end of the apartment hall. I smirked to myself as I pressed the button for the ground floor. Maybe it’ll be easy to get her after all.

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