#kang noeul

[starvrse]

MARK OF POSSESSION

pairing : kang noeul x fem!reader

summary : noeul just wanted what was best for you. and what was best for you was her.

warnings : controlling nd obsessive noeul, hair pulling, choking, blood, cutting, knife, (not ina freaky way more like in a “bitch where u going” way) etc.

unnecessary bs : short story, like uhh 3.5k words

noeul knew what was best for you. It wasn’t just a belief—it was a certainty, one she clung to with an iron grip. she was convinced that no one else could give you what she could, that no one else understood you like she did. her love, her care, her unwavering devotion—these were all you needed. and she would do whatever it took to ensure you realized that, even if you didn’t see it yet.

she would weave herself into your life, gradually, gently at first, until it was impossible to imagine a day without her presence. her love wasn’t just nurturing—it was a force that suffocated, one that turned your world into a place where only noeul’s vision could thrive. every decision you made, no matter how small, would be filtered through her. it wasn’t manipulation, she would say. It was guidance. you could always rely on her to make the choices that were best for you—because she knew what those were.

when others tried to get too close, she’d subtly pull them away, perhaps with a smile, perhaps with a suggestion that wasn’t quite as innocent as it seemed. “you’re spending too much time with them,” she’d murmur. “don’t you think we’d be happier just the two of us?”

her obsession wasn’t just emotional—it was calculated. she kept track of every detail about you, cataloging your habits, preferences, fears. she understood you better than you understood yourself, and that made her indispensable. noeul had a way of making you feel special, of making you feel like no one else could care for you the way she did. but in doing so, she also made you feel small, dependent on her attention and approval. she made you believe that your happiness was her—without her, you would be lost.

she never let go. she couldn’t. she believed that if she ever lost you, she’d lose everything. and that was something she simply couldn’t allow.

the girl already felt like she’d lost so much. people had come and gone, promises had been broken, and trust had been shattered in ways she couldn’t fix. but you? you were different. you were the one thing she couldn’t bear to lose. the thought of it alone made something twist in her chest, a panic she couldn’t quiet. she had given so much to be here, to be with you, to make you see how perfect things could be if you only allowed her to take the lead. and now, now that she had you, she couldn’t risk losing you too. not after everything. not when you were the only thing left that made sense in her chaotic world. you were her last chance, the one thing that could fix everything. so if it meant controlling, guiding, helping you see that she was the best choice, then so be it. she couldn’t afford to lose you. she wouldn’t.

noeul’s smile was sweet, her voice soft, but there was an edge to it that made you hesitate. “you know i only want what’s best for you,” she’d whisper, brushing your hair out of your face with careful fingers. her touch lingered, possessive in a way you couldn’t quite name. “no one else will take care of you the way i do. no one else loves you like i do.”

and for a while, you almost believed her. almost.

“noeul,” you started, your voice barely above a murmur as you stared down at the coffee mug she had placed in front of you. “don’t you think this is… too much? the constant texts, the calls—it’s suffocating sometimes.”

her expression didn’t falter, though her eyes darkened. “too much?” she repeated, her tone laced with quiet disbelief. “i’m only looking out for you. you need someone to keep you grounded, to make sure you’re okay. you’d fall apart without me, yn. you know that.”

you flinched at her words, guilt pricking at your chest despite yourself. she always had a way of twisting things, of making you question whether you were being ungrateful for her care.

“it’s not that i don’t appreciate it, but—”

“then don’t push me away,” she interrupted, leaning closer, her voice dropping to a near whisper. “you don’t realize how fragile you are. how much you need me. but that’s okay. i’ll keep reminding you until you do.”

there was something suffocating about the way she looked at you, like you were the center of her world and she wouldn’t let you forget it. her love was a weight, heavy and unyielding, and no matter how much you tried to squirm away from it, it always pulled you back.

you swallowed hard, your fingers tightening around the mug as you tried to meet her gaze. “noeul, i’m not fragile. i can handle myself, you know. i don’t need you to—”

“to what?” she interrupted, her tone deceptively soft, though her eyes were anything but. “to care about you? to make sure you’re safe? yn, do you hear yourself? you’re lucky to have someone like me. someone who actually gives a damn about you.”

her words stung, sharp and cutting, and for a moment, you felt the urge to apologize, to tell her she was right, even though deep down, a part of you screamed that this wasn’t normal.

you set the mug down carefully, the sound of ceramic against wood breaking the tense silence. “that’s not what i meant,” you said quietly, your voice trembling. “but it’s like… you don’t trust me. you don’t give me any space.”

noeul tilted her head, her expression unreadable, though her lips curved into a small, unsettling smile. “space?” she echoed, almost amused. “is that what you think you need? space to what—hurt yourself? make bad decisions? let other people take advantage of you?”

you shook your head quickly, your heart pounding. “that’s not fair, noeul. i just want to feel like i can breathe without you hovering over me.”

her smile faded then, replaced by a look of quiet intensity that made your stomach churn. “breathe?” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “yn, you don’t understand. i’m the only reason you’re still standing. without me, you’d fall apart. you don’t know how much i’ve done for you. how much i’ve sacrificed.”

she leaned in closer, her hand reaching out to cup your cheek, her touch almost tender. “you think you need space, but you’re wrong. what you need is me. you’ll see that, eventually. even if i have to show you myself.”

the way she said it, so calm and assured, sent a shiver down your spine. you wanted to argue, to tell her she was wrong, but the weight of her gaze pinned you in place, stealing the words from your lips. all you could do was sit there, trapped under the suffocating warmth of her affection, wondering how things had spiraled so far out of your control.

you pushed her hand away, your voice rising as the knot in your chest snapped. “noeul, you don��t get it! i’m not some fragile, helpless thing that needs you to save me all the time. i can make my own choices, live my own life! you don’t get to decide everything for me!”

her expression froze, her smile dropping as her eyes darkened, the warmth in them turning ice-cold. for a moment, she didn’t say anything, just stared at you like she was trying to decide whether you had really just said that.

“you think you can handle yourself?” she said quietly, her voice eerily calm. “that’s funny, yn. really funny. because last time i checked, you couldn’t even figure out what you wanted for lunch without my help.”

“that’s not the same thing!” you shot back, standing now, your hands shaking. “you treat me like i’m some kind of child who can’t do anything on their own! i’m tired of it, noeul. i don’t need you watching my every move!”

her jaw tightened, and for the first time, the calm facade cracked, a flicker of something raw and dangerous crossing her face. “watching your every move?” she repeated, her voice rising. “you call it that, but all i’ve ever done is take care of you. because no one else will, yn. no one else cares enough to do what i do.”

you shook your head, stepping back as her voice grew sharper, more frantic. “maybe i don’t need someone to care that much! maybe i’d be better off—”

“better off without me?” she cut you off, her voice sharp like a whip. she stood now, her presence overwhelming as she loomed closer. “don’t say that, yn. don’t you dare say that.”

you faltered, but the frustration bubbling inside of you refused to be snuffed out. “why not? it’s the truth! i feel like i can’t even breathe around you anymore, noeul. you’re always there, always controlling everything—”

“controlling?” she snapped, her voice shaking with a mix of anger and something deeper, more desperate. “you think this is control? do you have any idea what it would be like without me? you’d be lost, yn. completely, utterly lost.”

“no, i wouldn’t!” you yelled back, your heart pounding in your chest. “i’d be fine, noeul! i can live my life without you smothering me every second of the day!”

her eyes flashed, and for a moment, the room seemed to grow colder. her voice dropped, low and venomous. “you think you’d be fine? you think anyone else could handle you the way i do? you’re wrong, yn. you have no idea what’s out there. no one will ever love you the way i do. no one will ever put up with you the way i do.”

the words hit like a slap, and for a moment, you stood there in stunned silence, tears stinging at the corners of your eyes. but even as the doubt crept in, you forced yourself to speak. “maybe they wouldn’t,” you said, your voice trembling but firm. “but that doesn’t mean this is okay. it doesn’t mean i have to stay.”

her face twisted, her mask of sweetness gone entirely now. she took a step closer, her voice dropping to a chilling whisper. “you’re not going anywhere, yn. you think you have a choice, but you don’t. you need me, whether you want to admit it or not. and i’ll make sure you realize that, one way or another.”

the air felt thick, suffocating, as her words hung between you. you wanted to run, to scream, to do anything—but her gaze held you captive, her obsession wrapping around you like chains you couldn’t break.

you turned on your heel, heart pounding in your chest as you made your way to the door. “i’m leaving, noeul,” you said, your voice shaking but resolute. “this isn’t love. i can’t do this anymore.”

you didn’t wait for her response, your hand already reaching for the doorknob. the thought of freedom, of finally escaping the suffocating grip she had on you, spurred you forward��until a sharp, searing pain tore through your scalp.

“you’re not going anywhere.” noeul’s voice was sharp, laced with fury as she yanked you back by your hair, forcing a cry of pain from your lips. your hand shot up instinctively, trying to pry her grip away, but her hold only tightened.

“you think you can just walk away from me?” she spat, dragging you back toward her. her other hand found your neck, her fingers pressing down hard, cutting off your air as panic flared in your chest. “after everything i’ve done for you? after everything we’ve been through?”

“n-noeul—stop,” you choked out, clawing at her hand as you struggled to breathe.

but she wasn’t listening. her face was twisted in a mix of rage and desperation, her voice rising with every word. “you’re mine, yn. do you hear me? mine. i’ve given you everything, and this is how you repay me? by trying to leave me? by abandoning me?”

tears streamed down your face as your vision blurred, your body thrashing in a desperate attempt to free yourself. “please… stop,” you gasped, your voice barely audible as the world began to fade around you.

your vision blurred, the edges of your sight fading to gray as noeul’s grip on your neck tightened. panic surged through your body as you clawed at her hands, your nails scraping against her skin, but she didn’t let go. her face was a twisted mask of fury and desperation, her voice rising above your strangled gasps.

“you’re not leaving me, yn,” she growled, her voice trembling with raw emotion. “you don’t get to leave me.”

your strength ebbed away, your limbs growing weak as darkness began to creep in from the corners of your vision. you could barely hear her words anymore, her voice muffled like it was coming from underwater. your hands slipped from her wrists, falling limp at your sides as your body betrayed you.

“you belong to me,” was the last thing you heard, her voice a venomous whisper, before the world faded to black.

the suffocating pressure on your throat was the last sensation you registered before everything disappeared, leaving you trapped in a void of silence and unconsciousness.

“you don’t get to leave me,” she hissed, her voice trembling as tears welled in her eyes. “you belong to me, yn. and if i have to hurt you to make you see that, then so be it.”

-

your head throbbed as you slowly regained consciousness, a dull, pounding ache radiating through your skull. the air was cold, damp, and unfamiliar, carrying a faint, metallic scent that made your stomach churn. your fingers twitched against the rough, uneven surface beneath you, and as your eyes fluttered open, the dim light of a single bulb above you cast eerie shadows across the room.

you were in a basement.

panic surged through your veins as you tried to sit up, only to feel the sharp tug of something binding your wrists behind your back. the rough texture of rope bit into your skin, and you struggled against it, the reality of your situation crashing over you like a wave.

“oh, you’re awake.”

her voice sent a chill down your spine, soft and sweet like honey, but laced with an unsettling edge that made your blood run cold. you turned your head sharply, your eyes landing on noeul as she stepped into the light, her expression calm, almost serene, but her eyes burned with an intensity that made your heart race.

“w-what… what are you doing?” you stammered, your voice hoarse and shaky as you tugged against the ropes.

she crouched down in front of you, tilting her head as she regarded you with an almost pitying smile. “you left me no choice, yn,” she said softly, her voice dripping with feigned regret. “i couldn’t let you walk away. you don’t understand how much you need me. how much i need you.”

you flinched as she reached out, her fingers brushing against your cheek in a mockery of tenderness. “but it’s okay,” she continued, her voice low and soothing, as if she were comforting a frightened child. “you’ll see soon enough. you’ll understand why this is for the best.”

“noeul, this isn’t right,” you said, your voice trembling as tears pricked at your eyes. “please, just let me go. we can talk about this—”

“no,” she interrupted sharply, her calm facade cracking for just a moment as her eyes narrowed. “you don’t get it, do you? you don’t need anyone else. you don’t need freedom. you don’t need choices. you need me.”

her voice softened again, and she leaned closer, her lips curling into a small, unsettling smile. “and now, you’ll never have to worry about anything ever again. i’ll take care of you. i’ll make sure you’re safe. even if it means keeping you here forever.”

your heart raced as her words sank in, and you struggled harder against the ropes, desperation clawing at your chest. but noeul simply watched, her smile never wavering, as if she were savoring the sight of you realizing just how trapped you were.

noeul crouched in front of you, her movements slow and deliberate, like a predator savoring its prey. the flickering light above cast shadows across her face, highlighting the sharp edge of her smile and the unsettling glint in her eyes. in her hand, you noticed something new—a knife, small and sleek, its edge catching the dim light as she twirled it absentmindedly between her fingers.

“you know,” she started softly, her voice almost a whisper as she tilted her head, studying you. “i love you, yn. more than anyone else ever could. more than you’ll ever understand.”

you froze, your breath catching in your throat as the blade glinted in her hand. every muscle in your body screamed at you to move, to run, but the ropes binding you held firm, leaving you helpless beneath her piercing gaze.

“so why,” she continued, her voice trembling slightly, as though she were on the verge of tears, “do you keep playing with me? why do you keep trying to run away? don’t you see how much this hurts me?”

she leaned in closer, the knife lowering to your thigh. your breath hitched as the cold metal pressed against your skin, just barely grazing it. her touch was delicate, almost careful, as if she didn’t want to harm you—yet.

“you make me do these things, yn,” she murmured, her tone laced with both frustration and heartbreak. the knife trailed lightly down your leg, the sensation sending a shiver through your body. “i don’t want to hurt you. i really don’t. but you leave me no choice when you act like this. when you try to leave me.”

tears burned at the corners of your eyes as you swallowed hard, your voice trembling. “noeul, please… you don’t have to do this. i—i’ll listen. just don’t—”

“don’t what?” she interrupted, her voice sharp as her eyes flicked up to meet yours. “don’t remind you who you belong to? don’t show you how much you mean to me?”

her grip on the knife tightened as she pressed it just a little harder against your skin, not enough to cut, but enough to make your heart race with fear. her other hand reached up to cup your cheek, her touch strangely tender as she leaned in, her face mere inches from yours.

“you’re mine, yn,” she whispered, her breath warm against your skin. “and no matter what you do, no matter how hard you try to fight it, you’ll always be mine.”

the cold steel bit into your flesh, and a sharp, unbearable pain shot through your leg. you flinched, your eyes squeezed shut, unable to stop the tears that welled up in your eyes. “noeul! please, stop!” you cried, your voice cracking.

noeul’s eyes flickered with something dark, something possessive, as she continued. she carved her name—slowly, deliberately—into your thigh, her movements so precise, as though she was marking her territory, sealing you into her world. each stroke of the knife sent jolts of pain through your body, and you could feel the warmth of blood beginning to seep down your leg.

when she was done, noeul leaned in closer, her lips parting just slightly as she brought her tongue to the fresh cut. the contact was unexpected, soft, and disturbingly intimate as she licked the blood from your skin, her eyes never leaving yours.

“you’ll always be a part of me, yn,” she murmured, the coldness in her voice laced with twisted affection. “and i’ll always be a part of you.”

you shuddered, the feeling of her touch lingering long after she’d pulled away. the tears continued to fall, but there was no escape from her. no way to deny her hold on you.

noeul stood up slowly, her gaze never leaving yours. for a moment, she just looked at you, as if trying to savor the sight of you in this broken, vulnerable state. her expression softened, the hardness in her eyes fading into something almost tender, though it held an eerie edge.

then, without a word, she leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead—light and fleeting, like a fragile promise that left you more unsettled than ever.

“i’ll be back soon,” she whispered, her voice softer now, as though trying to reassure herself.

with one last lingering glance, noeul turned and walked out of the room, her footsteps echoing in the silence. each step she took seemed to pull her further away from you, but you knew deep down she wasn’t truly leaving. she was just giving you a moment to breathe… before she came back to tighten her grip once more.

the door clicked shut behind her, but the weight of her presence remained, hanging heavy in the room like a shadow you couldn’t escape.

BOOM SHAKALAKAAA I NEED HER and let’s pretend yns cut isn’t gonna get infected..🌚 i’ll probably end up doing a part 2 w smut idk yet tho lmk if u want it🙏 and hit my ask box if u got any reqs 🥸

[mizusbabygirl]

they take turns ༉‧₊˚✧

(kang saebyeok and kang no eul take turns with fucking you) kang saebyeok x fem reader and kang no eul x fem reader ────୨ৎ──── cw: scissoring, car sex with no eul, reader is originally dating saebyeok but then she meets no eul, strap-on usage, saebyeok is gentle and sweet, no eul is rough and remorseless, fingering, vaginal fisting, shower sex with no eul, saebyeok cries during sex, fluff with saebyeok

you and saebyeok have been dating for a few months and she’s been nothing but the sweetest girlfriend you’ve ever had. y’all would always go on cute coffee shop dates, aquarium dates, beach dates, etc. you and her even thought about planning a trip to jeju island to celebrate your 1 year anniversary together.

you and saebyeok prioritize each other in everything and even your friends think your relationship with saebyeok is perfectly healthy. saebyeok enjoys giving you small pecks on the cheek and you enjoy cuddling with saebyeok during cold or rainy nights. your girlfriend has never thought about doing anything much more either than kissing and cuddling but you didn’t mind since you respected her boundaries.

one day in particular, it was a cold day and you and saebyeok were going on a date to a sushi restaurant to celebrate your 6 month anniversary with her. just then, a young woman with a cold expression on her face walked past you and your girlfriend whilst you were trying to reserve a table for the both of you. you didn’t think much about that woman but her cold expression really gave you the shivers.

moments after you and saebyeok got a table, the woman came up to saebyeok with a smile that didn’t seem genuine. “saebyeok, is it? kang saebyeok?” the woman spoke up with a deep tone that freaked you out a bit since you were so used to your girlfriend’s soft voice. saebyeok looked at her but she didn’t smile back, “why are you here, no-eul?” saebyeok’s tone didn’t sound as sweet as the tone she always used, it sounded bitter. no-eul leaned in to whisper into your girlfriend’s ear and left in a dash.

you didn’t try to ask saebyeok anything about the weird situation and instead tried to enjoy the moment by enjoying the special date at the sushi restaurant with her.

after the date, it was around 7 pm and saebyeok thought about spending the night at your apartment which you recently bought with your own money. once you got ready for bed and lended saebyeok a pair of comfy clothes she could wear, her phone started ringing. you got a glimpse of the name of the caller and it was no-eul. you got creeped out but also annoyed that this no-eul keeps getting in the way. saebyeok never mentioned she had a friend named no-eul. saebyeok coldly excused herself and went to take the call in the bathroom.

you didn’t want to eavesdrop but you did overhear something about no-eul being a horndog.

“what type of fucking conversation is this?”

you thought to yourself.

in the meantime, you decided to drift off to sleep, hoping your girlfriend would end that fuck ass call with no-eul talking about how she wants to talk someone through it.

it was around 2 am and saebyeok was sleeping soundly next to you, her arms wrapped around you. her soft breathing made you feel some sort of way, the way she gently ran her hands through your hardened nipples really made you wet. you’ve never had sex before nor masturbated, but in that hot moment, you wanted to feel everything. without your girlfriend noticing, you slowly ran your fingers around your clothed pussy, feeling it slowly get wet. you put your hand inside your panties and traced your fingers around your aroused clit, teasing your tight folds as your fingers made their way into your hole. you dipped them in and out, rubbed them in there until you were a soaking mess.

saebyeok, began to press small kisses on your neck from behind, her arms wrapped tightly around you, your soft moans from fingering yourself made it obvious to her that you wanted her in that moment. “honey, do you want to try it?” saebyeok asked you with the sweetest tone, making you turn around to face her. she put your hair behind your ear and went in to kiss you. surprisingly, she took the hand you used to finger yourself with and began sucking your fingers clean. you’ve never seen your girlfriend act like this before but it got you turned on, making you want to undress yourself right on the spot. she began tugging on your shirt, basically begging you to strip immediately. you pulled your shirt off, your tits in front of her face, your nipples immediately hardened to the thought of her sucking on them. saebyeok undressed herself as fast as she could, looking like an impatient sex addict.

her fingers went immediately to your crotch, she looked mesmerized by the sight of your virgin pussy. she dipped one of her fingers in your pussy, causing you to moan out, as you fully undressed yourself fully. saebyeok went further by dipping in another finger, slowly entering your untouched cervix. “fuck…” you moaned out as she fingered you slowly. you felt like your cervix was getting stretched open by her fingers and you were so close to the edge. “what’s wrong?” saebyeok whispered as she went faster and deeper. you couldn’t even talk, you just moaned as you came all over her hand. she slipped her fingers out of you and got on top of you to kiss you.

your right leg wrapped around her, making her pussy meet yours. her hips started moving back and forth against you, your pussy making wet squelching sounds with hers. her moans sounded like cries, but it was so hot, she was whimpering. her clit met yours which immediately caused you to scream out. her hip moving went faster and faster, making your pussy feel like it’s melting with hers. “hold my hand baby, i’m almost there” saebyeok made you hold her hand, her hand interlocking with your hand tightly as she released her squirt all over your pussy and lower tummy. she went in to kiss you again, but with much more passion.

this moment made your relationship with your girlfriend grow stronger and more intimate. intimacy was what you were both lacking.

that morning, you woke up alone, thinking saebyeok was still sleeping soundly, resting her head on your chest. you got up, your heart racing with fear. you thought saebyeok left you.

as you quickly put on a pair of panties and a random shirt on and made your way into the living room of your apartment, you found no-eul and your girlfriend standing near the doorway. you felt annoyed and rushed over to shoo no-eul out of your apartment, “how the fuck do you know my girlfriend?” no-eul smiled at you and calmly replied, “we grew up together in north korea,” you looked back at your girlfriend to see if she had any sort of reaction but she wasn’t even looking at the two of you. you face yourself back to no-eul, waiting to see who would break this awkward moment. “i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to talk to you that way. i just found it weird that i suddenly started finding you everywhere i went as if you were stalking me or my girlfriend,” no-eul just smiled at you, as a way of accepting your apology.

suddenly, saebyeok told you that she had to leave for a few hours to run some errands like usual. you let her leave and watched no-eul leave as well with her.

as you were preparing to take a warm shower, your apartment’s doorbell ringed. you opened the door and found no-eul again. instead of making that stirred up face you always made whenever you saw no-eul, you smiled back at her. you let her into your apartment and got to know her, even if you still had an iffy feeling about her.

“so that basically sums up how me and kang saebyeok got to get in touch with each other again,” no-eul finished her story that made you learn a bit about her. you had a weird feeling that your girlfriend and no-eul could possibly be related to each other since they both share the same surname but you thought it would make the moment between you and no-eul uncomfortable if you asked her about it.

but something about no-eul; you didn’t know if it was her sweet scent that reminded you of saebyeok or her dark eyes that sparkled but something definitely turned you on about her. you’re not a cheater, and you’re well known amongst your friend circle for being a loyal puppy when it comes to relationships.

all of a sudden, you suddenly found yourself kissing no-eul, you were completely drowned in your own thoughts that you didn’t get to remember how you even ended up kissing her in the first place. you felt no-eul’s tongue dart inside your mouth, both of your tongues dancing with each other, her taste reminded you so much of saebyeok it drove you insane.

when you finally came to your senses, you broke the kiss with her immediately and said, “no-eul, i have a girlfri-“ she interrupted you “oh i know,” no-eul smirked at you and she went in to kiss you again.

you felt like a monster in that moment. you felt as if you completely let down the only person who you promised you were going to cherish forever.

you left no-eul in the living room as you made your way to take the shower you were going to take after saebyeok left. as soon as you undressed yourself, the bathroom’s door swung open.

“what a fucking perv”

you thought to yourself.

no eul was seen only wearing a pair of panties, her tits were out. you completely froze in that moment, you knew things were going to take a turn for the worst after this encounter. you didn’t get to realize that she had some weird bulge in her panties and it really got you turned on? this situation got you turned on? cheating on your girlfriend with her childhood friend turned you on?

you were getting lost again into your thoughts as you saw no-eul pulling down her panties rapidly and saw her dark red 7 inch strap on spring out, slapping her tummy.

nothing mattered.

all that mattered was that you were now currently moaning, crying, pinned to the shower wall, you were moaning in ecstasy. no-eul had one hand on your hip and the other one pulling your hair as a handle. no-eul was in the shower with you, ramming her big cock in and out of your pussy that was once very tight, her hips worked like a jack hammer. “good fucking girl” she slammed her strap-on deeper inside your pussy “your pussy is so fucking tight—can’t even get used to this dick” she said as she jack hammered harder into you.

you eventually came on her strap-on and she gave your ass a sharp spank, leaving it stinging for a few minutes. the warm water from the shower falling on the both of you, your ass getting spanked repeatedly by no-eul made you hornier.

no-eul slapped your spread open cunt over and over again and you could even hear her giggle in satisfaction.

you thought this was over and you could just make her get out of your apartment and forget about everything and go back to how things were.

you were wrong.

saebyeok is sweet, nurturing, gentle, caring but no-eul is a savage beast, you would have thought having sex with no-eul would be similar to how you had sex with saebyeok since they both share similar personality traits but you were wrong.

no-eul turned off the running water from the shower and threw you out of the shower like a toy.

you found yourself getting pussy fucked in doggy style by her on the bathroom floor, your dripping wet hair and body made small puddles on the floor. no-eul pulled out in the middle of it and spat on your pussy and rubbed her hand aggressively against it and slipped her strap-on back inside again. “fucking saebyeok can’t do this good, can she?” no-eul said while giving you her last pounds.

you had no words after that.

the next week, you haven’t seen no-eul again but you didn’t tell anything to saebyeok. you and your girlfriend did the same things like going on dates, cuddling, etc. you seemed to forget what had happened between you and no-eul, as if it was just a bad dream. that following day, saebyeok decided to spend the night at your apartment again but something seemed weird about her.

when saebyeok entered your room, she had that same weird bulge in her pants like the one no-eul had in her panties before she fucked you relentlessly with her strap-on in the bathroom.

“babe, i wanted to try something more different with you. let’s not cuddle tonight, i don’t care about that anymore,” saebyeok said as she pulled down her pants and revealed the same fucking strap no-eul had used on you. you couldn’t even hide your shocked expression, but saebyeok had undressed herself completely before you could even say anything.

you gulped at the sight of your girlfriend who was once the most innocent and sweetest girl to being a horny animal like no-eul. “come ride it, don’t worry i’ll take care of you through it,” your girlfriend said to you as she signaled you to slip your pussy on her strap-on. you undressed yourself and to your surprise, your pussy was a soaking mess.

you gently got on top of saebyeok as she placed her cold hands on your hips, slowly sliding you down onto her strap.

oh fuck it felt real good and she could tell just by the moan you let out when her strap slipped perfectly into your cunt.

your hips moved side to side, back and forth and you did little bouncing moves that made your tits bounce up and down. you were riding her like a champ and her hands were now placed on your ass for support.

as soon as you were about to release, her eyes were getting watery and she began to whimper and cry. looks like her strap was hitting her swollen clit with every bounce you took when you were riding her.

poor girl.

fast forward to 4 months later, it was a hot sunny day in july and saebyeok thought it would be a great idea to go to the beach with you. saebyeok parked her car in a parking lot that was near the beach but she forgot to buy sunscreen. “fuck i forgot the sunscreen, please wait here or outside the car, i’ll be back,” saebyeok said as she got out of the vehicle to go to the nearest shop to buy sunscreen. you were left alone in the car, it was scorching hot so you rolled down the windows to let in some air even though it didn’t feel as refreshing as the ac.

a few minutes went by and she still hadn’t came back so you take off your shirt and shorts, revealing the new bikini you recently bought for this occasion. you were chilling in the backseat, listening to music as you heard someone run towards the car. you took off one of your ear buds to see no-eul? no-eul running towards you? you sat up and looked out the window to get a closer look.

“i got you ice cream, i’m sorry i didn’t text nor call you this whole time i was away,” no-eul apologized as she handed you a strawberry ice cream cone. you thanked her but then she demanded you to open the door for her. without a single thought, you opened the door for her and she made herself in.

as you were enjoying your ice cream, she kept eye fucking you; probably because you looked so hot in that bikini. too bad your girlfriend didn’t get a chance to see how you looked in it.

that didn’t matter now since no-eul was now on top of you, kissing you and touching you. no-eul broke the kiss and smashed the ice cream onto your tits.

“what the fuck!!!???”

you thought to yourself. she licked up the melting ice cream off your cleavage, undoing your bikini and dropping it aside. your body felt sticky and sweaty since you were left in the scorching hot car for so long.

no-eul dipped her fingers in your pussy, pumping them in and out. “fucking bitch,” she remarked as she made a fist and stuck her fist into your vagina causing you to scream out.

suddenly, you caught a glimpse of your girlfriend returning. you froze, but not fully since no-eul kept fisting your used up hole.

saebyeok opened the car’s door and caught you two in the action.

you were fucking done.

but saebyeok didn’t seem mad, she looked like she was trying to hold back her laughter.

what the fuck could this mean? could it be that your girlfriend was setting you up with no-eul this whole time?

[miss-conjayniality]

the majority of the squid game women are THEEEE living personifications of the phrase, “she looks like a chase atlantic song”. dark, sexy, androgynous, and enigmatic. effortlessly alluring, as if they just walked straight out of a neon-lit fever dream rife with sin, whispered secrets, and the lingering pulse of a slow, hypnotic bassline.

[kangnoeulsdoll]

Lend me a hand.

Kang No-eul x fem!reader

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synopsis: you make a post on rednote asking people to send hand pics and one in particular stands out <33

a/n: this is literally inspired by a TikTok post I saw on TikTok abt asking rednote girls to post their hand pics to I wrote abt it :3

warnings: suggestive!!! ^_^

You’re lying in bed, half-draped in your sheets, scrolling through Rednote with lazy amusement. Tonight the timeline is a real trainwreck—thirst traps, midnight confessions, and way too many purse-rattling, blurry mirror selfies. Nothing new. Nothing interesting. Just the usual blend of chaos and thirst, a digital void where people throw out their most reckless thoughts and hope someone bites.

Your thumb rests on the record key and without much deliberation, you push it down.

"Alright, I’m just gonna say it—hands are hot. Like, good hands? Nice veins, rings, long fingers? Yeah. If you have them, drop the proof below. Do the right thing."

You smirk at the camera before stopping the recording. The caption practically writes itself:

“Hand lovers, rise up. Don’t disappoint me.”

With a swipe of the finger, you share and drop your phone on the bed. It’s not that deep. Just a few minutes of distraction, maybe a good chuckle, maybe, someone quite rare actually flourishes.

But you don’t expect anything serious.

Certainly not what happens next.

The next time you glance at your inbox five minutes later your stomach somersaults just watching an email.

One reply stands out among the sea of comments.

@noxx: I got you.

Your heart stutters. Your skin prickles.

Attached is a photo.

You hesitate, pulse hammering as you tap on it.

As soon as it loads, all the breath is gone from your trachea.

No-eul’s hand.

Lying casually on a dark background, effortless—as if she just snapped the picture without thinking. However, it is the fine details that make your thighs to be squashed.

The faint veins tracing over her knuckles. The long fingers, elegant and deceptively relaxed. The harsh opposite of her black-lacquered nails ontop of her flesh, broken just enough to ruin you. The rings—silver, a little worn, snug on her fingers, the kind that would feel heavy if they ghosted over your skin.

Your mouth goes dry.

Oh.

You shift on your bed, pressing your thighs together, trying not to let a damn picture of her hand affect you like this—but it’s already too late.

Another notification pops up, making your stomach lurch.

A DM.

Noxx: Did I pass?

You inhale sharply, fingers hesitating over the keyboard.

Your body is already betraying you—too warm, too aware, too restless.

You: Are you trying to kill me?

The typing bubble appears.

Noxx: Depends. Is it working?

Heat licks at your skin.

You bite your lip, acutely aware of how you lie there, forgotten, dreaming about her hands in a way that, frankly, they really shouldn't both excite bore you.

You: You should be arrested for this.

Noxx: For what? Sending a picture?

Your breathing is now shallow, your body is stiff enough that the task is too trivial. But it’s not simple at all, is it?

Because she knows.

She knows.

Your fingers tremble slightly as you type.

You: For knowing exactly what you’re doing.

A pause.

Noxx: Oh? And what exactly am I doing?

Your stomach tightens.

Your thighs press together harder, frustration mounting because she’s baiting you, and it’s working. She wants you to say it, to admit it.

And God, you want to.

You hesitate.

You: You’re making it hard to think straight.

A longer pause this time.

Noxx: Interesting choice of words.

You swallow hard.

You should walk away from this. You should avoid her and pretend that one and only photograph did just pull everything apart.

But—

Another message.

Noxx: Should I send another? Maybe a video this time?

Your breath catches.

Your body reacts before your brain does, heat curling low in your stomach at just the thought of seeing those hands move.

For a second, you stall (long enough to think about turning away from the cliff's drop), but your fingers are already flying across the keyboard.

You: Show me.

The very second you click the "send", you swear you lose the ability to breathe.

The typing bubble appears. Then disappears.

Your pulse is a thunderous rhythm in your ears.

Then, finally—

A new message pops up.

Noxx: Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Attachment: Video

You hesitate, fingers trembling as you press play.

The screen opens to her hand—slow, deliberate movements as her fingers flex and curl, stretching in a way that feels way too intentional. The lighting is moody, casting sharp shadows that emphasize every detail—the veins, the tendons shifting beneath her skin, the glint of silver rings catching the light.

A your breath comes to a standstill, she pulls her thumb across her palm in a slow, teasing caress, a motion that is threatening.

Then, the audio kicks in.

A soft, amused hum. Low, rich, dangerous.

"That flustered already?"

Your stomach drops.

Your entire body burns.

Sudden feeling of warm current races through your body and hips close to each other while tremor runs up your back.

Oh. Oh.

You were not prepared for this.

Your fingers shake and you struggle to type a response.

You: You’re actually evil.

The typing bubble appears immediately.

Noxx: And yet, you’re still watching.

You suck in a sharp breath, pulse hammering.

Because she’s right.

And you have a very big problem.

<33

[noeulswifeyy]

SHES SO FINE IM GOING CRAZYYY😩😩

[badbihsemiluvr]

SMILE, YOUR ☆N CAMERA.

kang noeul x fem reader

!! cw/tw !! 18+ smut, d! dom noeul, s! sub reader, strap on usage (r! receiving), ass slapping, degrading, breeding kink?, noeul refers to get strap as her dick, noeul takes photos and videos of you during sex, catching noeul masturbating to your videos, you ask noel to call u mommy, noeul suggests uploading the vids to of.

overview: your north korean girlfriend, kang noeul has always been rough with you in bed, the two of you were quite the opposite of vanilla. noeul enjoyed seeing you at her mercy so much so, that one day she suggests recording having sex with you. thinking it’s just another one of noeuls kinks, you soon find out the real reasoning behind the videos.

!! an !! finalllyy, i wrote a noeul ff!! i’ve been addicted to reading all the dom noeul fics on tumblr lately so i thought i’d make one myself ^_^ enjoy sluts.

tears rolled down your soft cheeks as noeuls cock pounded in and out of your bent over pussy repeatedly. “this feels so good, don’t stop.” you manage to moan out, in the midst of being completely destroyed by noeul.

all of a sudden, noeuls motions abruptly stop and you whine desperately on edge “what the fuck, baby why’d you stop?” noeul pulls her strap out of your tight pussy, that was on the verge of cumming. “flip over.” noeul demands under her breath, her voice low and husky, full of lust.

you follow noeuls orders immediately, laying down on the bed, turning your body to face hers. “now what?” you ask confusedly, wondering why your girlfriend stopped mid fuck. “i have an idea.” noeul exclaims, a devilish smirk forming on her lips. you were used to noeuls wild suggestions during sex, at this point nothing was too crazy for you.

“and what idea is that?” you whisper, raising an eyebrow, pulling noeul in closer her face only inches away from yours. “let’s make a movie.” noeul whispers in your ear. you are slightly taken aback by her suggestion, but it wasn’t completely out of the ordinary.

noeul would send nudes often, and so would you, but she’s never asked to record during sex. “why do you wanna record, baby?” you question noeuls motives.

“its really none of your damn business. but if you must know, i want a video of me absolutely fucking the shit out of you, for memories.” noeul exclaims sarcastically, acting like you were invading her privacy by asking why.

“memories, suree.” you say, pulling her into a deep, and passionate kiss. which noeul shortly breaks away from to set up her phone on a tripod. “wow you were prepared for this moment.” you say sarcastically. noeul shakes her head at your remark and finishes setting her phone up on the tripod. she steps behind the camera and asks you “ready to make an award winning film” jokingly. you nod your head and she presses the record button.

waisting no time, noeul jumps back on the bed, hungrily making out with you like you were her last meal. her strap hit your stomach as her body grinded against yours, desperately. noeuls hands explored every line and curve of your body as she began sucking on your neck.

soft moans and curses escaped your lips as the feeling of noeuls soft lips wrapped around and bit at your skin. her kisses trailed down your body, she started making her mark on your breasts. slowly filling her mouth with them, you squirm at the feeling of noeuls tounge swirling on your nipples. “fuck noeul.” you hiss.

as noeul sucked on your breasts, her rough slender fingers make their way down to your sopping cunt. she couldn’t help herself but tease you. her fingers traced up and down your folds, leaving you a needy mess. “n-noeul, pretty please.” you beg. noeul slaps your ass sharply at your lack of words. she didn’t like when you didn’t specify exactly what you needed in the moment.

“pretty please what? your gonna have to be more specific slut.” noeul exclaims. she gets up momentarily to grab the camera off of the tripod to get a closer look at your dripping pussy.

“please fuck me noeul.” you say, your voice shaky and desperate. “so pathetic, already out of breath, and look how wet you are.” noeul exclaims as she points the camera directly at your pussy, slapping it. you flinch at noeuls abrupt actions.

with one hand she holds the camera, and with the other she positions her strap at your entrance. you moan as noeul abruptly stuffs her cock into your pussy. “you don’t get time to adjust to my dick, since your hole is already so fucking stretched out.” noeul says.

you moan as noeul starts thrusting her cock in and out of your wet cunt. her motions start off steady, since she’s holding the camera to record, there’s only so much she can do at this point.

you moan loudly at the feeling of noeuls cock deep inside you, hitting all the right spots. noeul is clearly enjoying your loudness. she speeds up her thrusts the louder you get. she holds your hips with her free hand to keep you steady.

“look at my baby, keep making those pretty faces for the camera.” noeul exclaims devilishly as she pounds into your cervix. you arch your back at noeuls words, feeling like a total slut in this moment.

you put on a show for the camera, and you didn’t care, it just turned you on even more. noeul panned the camera to your tits bouncing up and down as she continued beating up your pussy like she hated you. “you know i wish i could breed you, and make you completely mine.” noeul exclaims. you nod, biting your lip at noeuls remark.

it feels like your in heaven, heat in your body grows as noeuls pace gets deeper and messier. she slows down and speeds back up, which is driving you absolutely crazy. she slaps your ass when you zone out, making you alert again. you bite your lip, and stare into the camera. your eyes pan over to noeuls face, her eyes staring into the camera, black with lust. god, this woman was going to be the death of you.

“your such a natural at this doll, your a born pornstar.” noeul mutters as you scream out her name, fingers intertwining with the sheets. barely able to control yourself anymore. your legs start shaking profusely and you say “n-noeul i’m getting close.”

“god already, why don’t we make this a double feature then?” noeul says into the camera. she continues to drill her cock into your pussy, her free hand now pinching your clit.

she zooms in on the sight of your puffy, wet cunt, absolutely destroyed by her cock. you scream loudly at her touch, tears rolling down your face. noeul hums at the sight of you so weak. she zooms back out to get a full view of you.

you feel yourself loosing all control over your body in this moment. your back arches, tears continuously rolling down your checks, and you feel the heat in your stomach snap. you release all over noeuls cock. she zooms into the sight your face as you cum. and she keeps pounding in and out of you, helping your orgasm last longer than ever.

she eventually pulls out, your juices dripping down her plastic cock. she demands you suck it, and you comply. your mouth fills with her cock, noeul grabs your messy hair in one hand, and zooms into you sucking her dick with the other.

noeul grins with pride as you choke on her dick, she pushes your head down further and further the more you gag. she pulls your hair slightly, signaling you to get up. your mouth releases from her cock, and you stare into the camera, licking your big pouty lips, covered in your own cum.

noeul flips the camera to face both of you and says jokingly “hopefully we go viral!!” then presses her finger against the stop button.

noeul acted so tough and emotionless during sex, but the second it was over she really did care for you. she asked if you were alright, and tucked you into bed, whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

a few days pass by since you and noeuls little film making session. the idea of the video turned you on every time you would think about it. but it also scared you in the slightest bit?

you thought about all the possibilities, of breaking up with noeul. then where would the video go? would she keep it, or even worse upload it online? but for the most part you just forgot about the video in general, until today.

you were coming home from work early, which was a very rare occasion for you, considering your boss was very strict. noeul assumed you would be gone for a while, she didn’t think you’d be home this early.

your hands shuffle through your purse, looking for your apartment key. you finally find the key and unlock the door gently, assuming noeul would be sleeping or relaxing at this time of day. but oh, you were so wrong.

you were greeted home by the sounds of your girlfriends loud moans filling the whole apartment. you didn’t even know she could moan that loud, noeul was so stubborn that she never let herself be fully submissive around you.

a wave of shock and realization rush through your body, hearing noeuls lewd sounds. you remembered the video from a few days ago, and instantly realize noeuls reasoning for recording. she recorded you so she could secretly masturbate to it while you weren’t home. no wonder she was so fucking blunt and dismissive when you asked why she wanted to record.

you didn’t know what to do in this moment, but walk in the bedroom and catch noeul in the act. the idea of that turned you on so bad, so you went ahead and busted into the bedroom. you stand at the bedroom entrance, wide eyed at the sight of your girlfriend completely naked spread out on the bed, her fingers stuffed up her pussy, and the sex tape playing on the flat screen tv.

the second you barged in the room, noeul quickly grabbed the nearby covers to hide her completely bare, sweaty body. her messy black hair stuck to her forehead, it looked like she had been going at it for a while. “y/n!! it’s not what it looks like..” noeul mutters under her breath with a slight guilt in her voice.

“it’s okay baby, you don’t have to be ashamed of what you were doing.” you say assuring her it’s not that big of a deal. noeul looks at you with a mix of guilt and desire displayed on her face. “i, i just get so needy when your gone. i miss you, every part of you.” she utters seriously, like she’s confessing to a crime or something.

you take your heels off, and sit down on the bed beside noeul, placing your hand on her thigh under the covers, gently rubbing circles. “you missed mommy, huh?” you say mindlessly, passion taking over. noeul had never called you that, nor did she plan to.

noeul raised her eyebrow at the sudden use of the pet name, taken aback. she hesitantly nods while bitting her lip. she then hovers her body on top of yours to take back her dominance after this weak moment of being caught in the act.

“let’s see who you call mommy now.” she says, hovering her naked body over yours, leaving you practically trapped. she tugs on the collar of your work shirt and starts to slowly unbutton it, leaving you in just your bra, mini skirt, and tights.

“how about we make another movie, and this time we’ll upload it to only fans for everyone to see.” noeul says as she sucks on your neck, you moan at the sensation of her lips wrapped around your sensitive skin. “even that boss of yours who sent you home early, that motherfucker.” noeul mutters lustfully under her shaky breath.

“i’m gonna fuck you so dumb, this won’t ever happen again.” noeul says, a evil grin forming on her lips as she grabs the strap from the nightstand. you knew catching noeul in the act was a huge mistake when you couldn’t walk the next day . . . .

[yenyu1s]

midnight fiction.. shy!loser!kang no-eul x sweetheart!popular girl!reader

written by @yenyu1s ( ˶˘ ³˘(⋆❛ ہ ❛⋆)

pairing(s) : kang no-eul x f!reader

contents : high school au! fluff/comfort, black cat x orange cat, no-eul & reader being unfathomably inlove with each other! maybe ooc since this is an au?

synopsis : in a world where you effortlessly blend into the crowd—finding comfort in your friends circling you with laughter, whispered secrets, and the hum of fleeting trends—your gaze always drifts toward her.

kang no-eul.

she was quiet, reserved, a storm hidden beneath still waters. she moves through life untouched, yet something about her pulls you in, an invisible thread weaving your fate with hers.

you never thought she noticed you. never realized she felt the same. that was until the annual highschool bazaar

wc : 2.69k taglist : @vigilxntesht @sunshinefever @knfthxv @wiltingconquest @amorisi

(a/n) NOT PROOFREAD YET GUYS <3 i love kang no-eul sm someone hold me down

the morning sun kissed your skin, tracing the curves and contours of your form with golden light. you were seated in your usual spot beside your dearest friends, talking about nothing and everything at the same time.

you had always been the center of attention.

your eyes would flitter around the small crowd that formed around you, lashes fluttering as you drank in the latest whispers of gossip, covering your face and snickering at the joke one of the guys had pulled.

yet, despite the adoration everybody had towards you, despite the countless amount of praise you get, your mind would always wander off, your brain gets fuzzy, your friends chatter around you blurred into white noise.

your eyes would always find her.

kang no-eul.

no-eul was nothing short of the quiet, reserved kid. the girl who lived in the awkward spaces between conversations, she kept to her self, but she still managed to be kind to everybody— even though her kindness wasn't really repaid, all the while keeping her guard up.

your friends weren't too fond of her. they were nicer than most people no-eul had encounter but they'd glare at you then narrow their gaze to no-eul every time you greeted her in the morning. —

"morning, no-eul!" you beamed, your eyes crinkled with amusement at the sight of the disheveled, tired girl frozen in the doorway.

no-eul stood there, stunned. as if she couldn’t quite believe that greeting was meant for her. the tips of her ears flushed a deep crimson, she croaked a weak 'hi' at you, before shuffling to her seat.

"since when were you close to kang no-eul?" one of your friends pressed, curiosity gleaming in their eyes. you just shot her a knowing smile and shrugged.

your friend wasn’t satisfied. they leaned in, lowering their voice as if sharing some great secret. "i don’t know… she’s odd." —

you never hesitated to scold your friends when they were unkind to others, but the girls outside your friend group were a whole different story.

no-eul would pass by you in the hallways, her eyes glued to the ground in shame whenever she saw them trailing behind you.

in class, those said girls would answer the teacher’s questions before no-eul could even part her lips.

one day, during passing period, you finally witnessed firsthand just how cruel those girls could be. —

you stepped into the bathroom just as the group of girls swept out, their laughter still echoing against the tiles. you beelined to the only stall in the bathroom that was occupied.

the last bathroom booth door swung open. she flinched at the looming shadow cast over her. but when she lifted her eyes, she found no cruelty there—only worry, raw and unguarded.

"no-eul!" your voice cracked as you dropped to your knees right in front of her, the feeling of your kneecaps hitting the cold tiles sent a jolt throughout your body.

your hands fumbled or the nearest roll of toilet paper. "who did this to you..?"

your fingers worked in frantic desperation, dabbing at her soaked uniform, her cold cheeks, as if wiping away the water could erase the hurt. but her silence, her downcast eyes, told you everything.

no-eul just sat there, perched atop the closed toilet lid without a word, head hung low in shame, her hands curled into fists on her lap. —

there was always something about her that drew you in, you've always asked yourself why.

was it because you both were total polar opposites?

was it the way her soft, raven hair that barely kissed the nape of her neck, dancing in the cold breeze of the morning air made your heart leap?

maybe it's how her pretty chapped lips pursed in concentration and her gaze half-lidded as she lost herself in thought?

the way she would wear a lopsided smirk, showing off her toothy grin whenever your history teacher made a dumb joke?

she'd always sit exactly right behind you, her presence a quiet shadow, her best friend gyeong-seok right next to her. but he was more intrigued by the pages in between his sketchbook rather than his desperate, lovesick friend. —

the school bell rang, signaling that it was time for lunch break. no-eul practically stumbled out of her desk, her grip firm on gyeong-seok as she practically dragged the artist to the school's rooftop.

that’s where she told him.

"you're in love with who..?"

she confessed in fragments, recounting everything she felt towards you—how she's felt this feeling deep down ever since high-school started, how she caught herself staring too long, how her pulse raced whenever she was assigned to work with you, how she found herself doing things she would never do for anyone else.

she basically moped all day after venting to the artist, complaining how you were 'too out of her league' and 'wouldn't notice someone like her'.

boy, was she wrong.

no-eul was nothing like you. even though she had always stayed true to her feelings, she was physically and emotionally unable to express them—the words always caught in her throat, weighed down by hesitation.

so instead, she expressed them in quieter ways—subtle, almost imperceptible. a lingering glance. a touch that lasted a second too long. a presence that was always near, even if she never said why. —

the first semester of junior year had been hard on you, you felt like your mind was going in circles with all of the schoolwork you had piled up, frustration clawing at the edges of your patience.

no-eul noticed your harsh scowl, you tried to make sense of the question on the physics paper, your pen skated through the parchment in desperate, nonsensical attempts at answers. your brows knit together, as the gears in your head try to turn.

a thought brewed in no-eul's mind. she wasn’t one to offer help freely—usually. she’d toss her notes to whoever asked, letting them fend for themselves.. but something urged her to actually teach you.

you were deep in thought, your hands gripped the strands of your hair when a sharp screech of metal against tile jolted you from your trance, no-eul's chair dragged right next to you.

your eyes slowly turned to the tall figure standing next to you, her desk chair was still held close to her, "no-eul?"

"i- uh.. sorry, i should've asked first.. do you need any help?" she stuttered, setting her chair right beside you, its impact made a loud scraping noise that made her squeeze her eyes in grimace.

your heart swelled at her pathetic attempt on trying to assist you. you nodded eagerly with a smile at the offer, from then on, whenever you're struggling with any subjects, no-eul would be there to help.

you'd purposely get some questions wrong, ask questions you already know the answer to, just to feel her fingertips accidentally brush against yours as she guided you toward the right answer. —

unlike no-eul, the moment you realized your feelings—when the pieces clicked into place and the weight of your affection settled in your chest—you didn’t shy away. you didn’t overthink or hesitate. instead, you showed your interest by acting on it.

"no-eul-ah! the school's anniversary festival is coming up soon, do you want to spend the day together?" you asked, hope gleamed in your eyes as you gripped the edge of her desk, leaning towards her.

safe to say, no-eul short circuited at the question, her brain stalled, staring at you for what seems like eternity in disbelief. how could you.. always oh so effortlessly charming, a beacon of warmth in a wave of ordinary—asked her, of all people?

the classroom fell into silence. your friend group, along with a few curious classmates, had already turned their full attention to the unfolding scene, watching with barely concealed interest.

no-eul's stomach twisted. was this okay? was this safe? would this—whatever this was—somehow taint your untouchable reputation?

you batted your lashes in anticipation, when it took her a second longer to respond, you started chewing on your lip. maybe you had just embarrass yourself..

"oh, um, it's okay.. i'll let you think about it..!" you smiled weakly, fidgeting with the edge of your manicured nails, your eyes glued to the floor tiles as you turned on your heel, retreating back to your seat.

no-eul grasped your forearm, pulling you back. firm yet hesitant. afraid that the opportunity to get to know you better would slip away.

"wait." her voice was low and breathy. enough to make your heart stutter. "i want to go to the festival with you."

"i would.. love to go to the festival with you." —

no-eul had only ever dreamed of being so close to you.

you, ever the social butterfly, were always surrounded by friends, laughter, and effortless conversation. no-eul never had the chance to truly talk to you—not in a way that mattered. not in a way where it was just the two of you, without the noise, without the watching eyes.

so when the festival finally came, you were hand in hand with a very nervous kang no-eul, strolling through the vibrant bazaar.

the air buzzed with laughter and excitement, the stalls adorned with patterned tarps, fluttering banners, and balloons swaying gently in the breeze.

as you both enjoyed each others company, you were reminded that you are well-known among the other classes aswell, and lingering stares followed you both. whispers of curiosity hung in the air, no doubt intrigued by the unexpected sight of such an unlikely pair.

no-eul was definitely self-conscious about herself, constantly checking in on you, asking if you were alright—if you were comfortable. it was in her nature to worry, to overthink, especially in unfamiliar environments like this. she would usually either stay back at home at free days like this or visit the local library with gyeong-seok, but she couldn't pass up the opportunity to go on a cute date with her painfully cliché high-school crush!

you opted for cute snacks the sophomores were selling as a way to fund their upcoming field-trip. you gushed to no-eul how much you missed doing fundraisers like that last year, reminiscing about the chaos of baking sales and last-minute poster-making as you both share a cookie bomb sundae.

no-eul was more of a listener rather than a talker, she loved how excited you get talking about the things you adored. conversation ran smoothly between you two the initial awkwardness melting away like the last remnants of your shared sundae now that the ice is slowly breaking. —

"no-eul, look! carnival games!" you squealed, excitement bubbling over as you rushed over the lively, red-and-white circus tent that the seniors were running.

it was a shooting game—aim at the center of the moving rubber ducky four times, and you win a giant plushie.

you gawked at the periwinkle-purple bunny that hung high above the stand, its oversized, glittery eyes practically begging you to take it home.

"i'll try!" you smiled at the attendee. determination settling in.

"what?" no-eul blinked, watching you slap a wad of money on the counter.

a basketful of paintball ammo was slid towards you, 8 chances.

you gulped at the sight of the paintball gun, suddenly feeling the weight of reality settle on your shoulders. you had never handled one before.

"gosh, i'm going to embarrass myself!" you whined, fumbling while filling in the gun with ammo.

no-eul stayed silent, her expression unreadable— before she gave you a reassuring smile before tucking a strand of your hair that covered your vision back.

"stay focused, yeah?"

your breath hitched, your cheeks were tinted with the softest shade of pink, your heart felt warm at the sudden touch. you nodded at her, your eyes still bore onto her espresso-brown ones before turning your gaze back at the rapidly moving ducks.

1.. missed.

2.. missed again.

3.. another one?

4.. okay you were bad at this.

you turned back to no-eul with an awkward, shy smile. ready for her to laugh at you like your friends would usually do when you mess up these silly little games.

but no.

"may i?" no-eul’s voice was gentle, yet firm. she gently removed the paintball gun from your hands without a word, letting herself handle it and get into position.

4 paintballs left.

1.. hit

2.. another hit.

3.. bullseye.

4..

..you walked off the stand, grinning from ear to ear at your new periwinkle bunny best friend clutched tightly to your chest.

as you both wandered through the festival, your excitement was impossible to contain. no-eul could feel your gaze on her, the way you kept glancing up at her with starry eyes, your voice bubbling over with giddy little' thank you''s to her, satisfied with your prize.

"yeah, yeah, you're cute. just stop smiling at me like that." she teased, a weak, dumb smirk plastered across her face.

"where did you learn to shoot like that?" you queried her innocently, only squeezing her arm tighter.

"..that's a story for another day." no-eul glanced at you, her smirk widening ever so slightly, a flicker of pride in her eyes—pleased that she was the reason behind your bright smile.

you both ended the day in front of the outdoor stage, the sun melting into the horizon, painting the sky in hues of gold and indigo. principal young-il announced today's successful fundraiser, where the sophomore kids had raised enough money to fund their long-awaited school field-trip. ending the day with celebratory fireworks.

"i.. really liked spending time with you today." no-eul admitted, the tip of her freckled nose twitch in the cold air. a small, playful smile played on her lips.

your heart swole at the confession. this might've been the most fun you've had since forever. "you did?" you asked, your voice soft, almost hesitant—like you didn’t want to startle the moment away.

no-eul just smiled at you, her eyes half-lidded. a raw, pure emotion hid underneath her tired eyes. "i just wish we could.. spend time with each other more, like this."

"hmm." you hummed in agreement, relishing the warmth of the night despite the cool breeze, "well.. why don't we?"

the first firework bloomed in a burst of gold. the glow illuminated her features—her sharp yet delicate eyes, the faint dusting of freckles across her nose, the barely-there flush creeping up her cheeks.

"would you like.. to?.." the short-haired girl asked shyly, earning an airy giggle from you.

"of course, no-eul." you cooed, turning your body to face her. "i would love to spend time with you and get to know you."

no-eul mimicked your movements, turning her full body towards you. her eyebrows furrowed, her lips curled into a familiar frown— worry plastered across her face.

you gently took her hands in yours, fingertips grazing against her palm in a quiet reassurance. "i know what you're thinking.. i don't care what my friends think, what other people think. what i think.. is that if they got to know you better.. they'll understand while i like you."

a second firework erupted, however it was not the one that lit up the evening sky, it was one close to no-eul's heart. she adored how you could understand her so quickly, how you could make all her worries disappear in a second.

no-eul brought up your intertwined hands to her face, soothing herself with your touch before planting a sweet kiss on top of your knuckles.

"thank you.. for understanding me."

you hummed in response, a small exhale escaping your lips. you tilted your head up to the sky, the fireworks reflected in your eyes, shimmering like tiny nebulas, and no-eul couldn’t help but stare.

the noise of the festival seemed distant now, fading into a blur of laughter and chatter. here, in this fleeting moment, it was just the two of you.

you felt something unspoken between the two of you, words teetering in the tip of your tongue that needed to be put out, but you both decided to let the silence speak for itself.

because no-eul was here, with you.

and that's all you needed.

[exocaliii]

i'm genuinely a changed woman idek what to say like there's not much i can say i just need to share this with the world.... she too fine im in genuine disbelief and she BETTER BE ALRIGHT IN THE SECOND PICTURE OMG😭😭😭

[semigf]

no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while I gasp for air, scream and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, backwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carried against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in the car, on a motorcycle, the the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over, in the basement, against the window, have the most toe curling, back arching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fist clenching, ear ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffling, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, knuckles cracking, jaw dropping, hair pulling, teeth jitterbug, mind blogging, soul snatching, overstimulating, vile, sloppy,moan inducing, heart wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious,gushy, creamy, beastly, lip biting, gravity defying, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, world ending, black hole creating, universe destroying, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, delectable, unbelievable, body numbing, bark worthy, can't walk, head nodding, soul evaporating, volcano erupting, sweat rolling, voice cracking, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, lip locking, skin peeling, eyelash removing, eye widening, pussy popping, nail scratching, back cuts, spectacular, brain cell desolving, hair ripping, show stopping, magnificent, unique, extraordinary, slendid, phenomenal, mouth foaming, heavenly, awakening, devils tango ever bro could cause a nuclear bomb inside me and I'd still ride.

[belliexpog]

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I'm Better Than Him- Kang No-eul

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Pair: Kang No-eul × F!reader

Context: You had a boyfriend who was a complete jerk, and a best friend who was completely gay for you. When No-eul found out about the breakup, she made sure you completely forgot about the guy, and consoled you in every way.

Warning: betrayal

Words: 4,300k

Part: 1

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It was a strangely comfortable autumn night. Your steps on the dry leaves that had fallen on the sidewalk were quick, hurried, but above all: Anxious. You had a white plastic bag in your hand, with food from your boyfriend's favorite restaurant. The smile on your face was full of pride and happiness. Delighting your boyfriend was something you certainly loved doing, there was no denying that. The smile on his face, or the kisses he gave on your jaw going down to your neck when you brought or made his favorite food, or when you came home earlier than him and got all dressed up to welcome him. You loved it. You climbed the marble stairs of your building with a bounce, your breathing quickening, as did your heart, your behavior like that of a child about to receive a candy.

Panting, you stopped in front of your door, carefully setting your bag down on the floor, and taking your house keys out of your purse. Carefully, you unlocked the door, and quietly entered your house, You picked up the bag from the floor and stepped into your house, immediately seeing your living room. You heard laughter and found it strange, frowning and closing the door behind you. You walked silently to the bedroom, and suddenly opened the door, seeing your boyfriend kissing an unknown girl, on top of your bed? "What the fuck?" You screamed, feeling confusion and anger boil your blood. You placed the plastic bag on top of an armchair in your room- This time, carelessly- Your boyfriend jumps in fright, and moves away from the girl, getting up from bed.

The girl is startled, but remains sitting on the bed, alternating her gaze between the man and you. "Nam-chul, say something! Who the fuck is she?" You insisted, pointing at the girl still sitting on the bed, looking completely shocked. "It's... She's...She- She's a friend! She's my friend, babe" The boy said, fumbling over his own words. You raised your eyebrows, completely surprised by the boy's shamelessness. You thought for two seconds, and then walked over to the closet, opening it. The boy frowned "What are you doing?" He asked, glancing at the girl who took the opportunity to get up from the bed and sneaking out of the room, sneakily wanting to escape the future mess of being a lover. You started grabbing the boy's clothes, throwing them to the floor, others to the boy who quickly caught them, stunned. "You can be her friend outside of here. I'm not stupid."

You spat the words, grabbing a backpack from the same locker, and shoving it against the boy's chest, making him stagger, but he grabbed the backpack, letting some clothes fall to the floor. You walked over to the bedroom door that the other girl had closed, but you opened it, waiting for the boy to come out. You were looking at the floor, but realizing that the boy hadn't moved, you looked back at him, as if he were just a stupid figure "What are you doing here? GO!" You screamed, and the boy seemed to wake up, realizing that you weren't joking. He picked up his clothes from the floor, and clumsily left the room. You followed the boy, to see him leave the house. As soon as the front door closed, you relaxed your shoulders, and let the tears of pure pain roll down your face.

You sobbed, and all you could think was: In the two years of the relationship, how long had he been with someone else? Was it the first time? Was it the first girl? How many had he had? What signs had he given? Were you not enough? No. You were more than enough. You treated him with all the love your father once asked you to keep. All the love you had for yourself, for the things you love most, went to him. He just didn't know how to deal with that love, right? You stood up, trying to convince yourself of this and wiped your tears, going to the room, you looked at the bag of food and the urge to cry came again. You picked up the bag, and turned around, went through the hallway, living room, finally, to the kitchen, going straight to the trash, where the bag automatically ended up. Without thinking twice, without hesitation.

No waste from that man. You went back to your room, throwing yourself onto the bed, allowing yourself to cry more, feeling your loyalty and trust completely corrupted. You don't know when, but you know sleep came when the tears started to be too much. You let yourself fall asleep, not even getting ready to put on your pajamas. There was no energy left for that, as if there was a knife stuck in your heart.

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I THINK THERE IS A FANFIC COMING, JUST SAYING

I love you guys, take care of yourselves, and drink water now if you want a next chapter.

XOXOOOOO

[sunshinefever]

please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please

[mizusbabygirl]

special ᥫ᭡. 🐰

futa kang no-eul x fem reader ────୨ৎ──── cw: no-eul has a dick (sorry to all the dick hating lesbians), reader gives no-eul a handjob, reader gets degraded by no-eul, no-eul has a drinking problem, no-eul is a horndog and will possibly fuck you in public if she wanted to, no-eul breeds you, reader has a pregnancy scare

you woke up after pulling an all nighter for no reason. you rolled out of your bed and looked at the clock to see that it was 4 pm and that meant that you basically spent the entire day asleep. you didn’t even know if it would be appropriate to even eat breakfast at this hour so you went to the kitchen and chewed on a breadstick to get rid of your hunger.

you didn’t really have any friends besides this woman who lives in her car. you don’t remember how you met her but all you know is that you occasionally go to her car to get her cigarettes, soju and beer bottles.

that evening, you went to the local convenience store to buy a few beer bottles for her since you haven’t seen her in over a week so she must’ve thought you forgot about her. as you made your way out of the shop, holding a bag full of beer bottles, you went back into the shop to buy a small cake.

it was pretty foggy outside so it made it quite hard for you to find your way through the fog. soon after, you found her car parked in the same lonely parking lot you’ve always found her in. without hesitation you walked up to it and knocked on the window.

no one answered, so you took a closer look into the window to find her sleeping. you found yourself admiring her sleeping soundly like a baby. suddenly, she got up and opened the door for you.

“no-eul, i brought you seven beers and a cake for us to share,” you said with enthusiasm but her face looked sad. her face looked like she has been crying a lot. her eyes looked teary and sad and you felt pity for her so you got closer to her. “what’s wrong?” you ask her as you wiped her tears with your thumbs. she didn’t answer you but instead she pulled out one of the beer cans you bought and she pried up the can’s tab with her index finger and chugged the beer down. your eyes widened with amaze as she squished the can flat with her hands and dropped it aside.

“you can have some, you bought them,” no-eul spoke up but her voice sounded raspy. you got worried that she might’ve catched a cold. you refused her suggestion since you hate the taste of beer or any alcoholic beverage in general.

she chugged down beer after beer after the bag was empty. once she was down to the last one, she looked frustrated to find out that the bag was empty. “i’m sorry i couldn’t get you more! i promise, next time i’ll bring you fifteen cans!” you apologized as you noticed her eyes slowly closing.

“mhm…” no-eul mumbled as she fell asleep on your lap, making it impossible for you to leave.

you noticed a large bump growing in her pants which made you worry a bit but you didn’t want to wake her up for that so you fell asleep as well.

as you were lost in your own sleep, you began to hear wet slapping noises but you were too lost in your sleep to even try to make an effort to wake up. you began hearing whines and moans which really made you want to wake up to see what the fuck was happening.

your eyes flew open and looked around the dark car only to find no-eul zipping up her pants and buckling her belt. “no-eul, were you fingering yourself?” you asked with a shaky voice as she nodded her head. “well not exactly— you see—,” she hesitated. your face looked even more worried wondering what intimate thing she was doing. the worry in your face caused her to start sweating, drops of sweat beading her forehead.

“please don’t tell anyone—i have a special body type..” no-eul said as she gripped onto your wrist, not allowing you to leave the vehicle. “may i see?..” you asked with curiosity. no-eul slowly unbuckled her belt and unzipped her pants, pulling down her boxers and letting out 8 inches of hard dick spring out.

your jaw dropped; you’ve never seen something like this, you felt mesmerized like a child being brought to the amusement park for the first time. “holy fuck. were you born like this?” you leaned in to take a closer look at it as she nodded.

the first thought in your mind was to go ahead and wrap your hand around her cock.

“i’m fucking crazy for even thinking about this,” you thought to yourself.

the silence in that moment was loud, you could even hear your own heart pounding in your chest. you reached your hand over and wrapped your hand around her large shaft causing her to gasp out.

it felt sticky, it felt right. you ran your hand up and down her throbbing dick, precum dripping on her tip. “you weren’t really fingering yourself, were you?” you giggled as you continued giving her a handjob. moans escaped from no-eul’s mouth, her dick growing harder and bigger as you touched the precum to trace it around her tip.

stroke after stroke, her dick ended up being fully covered in precum and her whines and moans made you want to go faster. “i’m gon’ cum, i’m gon’ cum,” no-eul repeated countless of times, giving you the sign that she was about to release.

finally, she let out a long rope of hot sticky seed out of her hardened used up cock. “you fucking slut..” she murmured as her eyes rolled up, shooting out her last cum shot.

“wish i could shoot that load inside you, baby,” no-eul murmured before falling asleep again with her cock still out.

you leaned into her ear and whispered, “let’s take this to my home,” you gave her dick a stroke “it looks like it still wants to release another load,” you said while giving her a wink.

she smiled at your suggestion. she buckled her belt and zipped up her pants, already looking forward to give you her best in your home.

you were stripped naked, her hands on your tits, roaming her hands around them, teasing your nipples. your body laying on your bed, your legs lifted with your knees against your chest, making you ready for her cock to enter you.

“oh fuck, i can’t resist you, oh fuck,” no-eul said while impatiently undressing herself, throwing her shirt over her head (she doesn’t wear a bra by the way so you got to see her tits), unbuckling her belt, unzipping her pants and pulling them down along with her boxers.

she spread open your thighs forcefully, her cock growing hard. “i’ll make it fucking fit,” she said as she aligned the tip of her cock against your pussy, tracing it around, getting your pussy wet and slippery. she finally slipped it right in, making a moan come out of your mouth.

her thrusts started off slow and gentle but she looked like she wanted more. “it’s too tight..” she said, giving your right tit a hard squeeze. her thrusts began accelerating, her dick adjusting to the tightness of your pussy.

you moan and moan, saliva dripping out of your mouth by the feeling of your pussy getting stretched out by her monster cock.

your boobs jiggled as she fucked you harder and faster, making the scene more pornographic. wet slapping sounds with the mix of the moans of both yours and no-eul’s filled the room quick.

her cock slid up to your clit accidentally, making her grunt and she used her right hand to stick it back inside of you. her moves were drastic, aggressive and scary. you could’ve sworn her cock could easily demolish your womb if she wanted it to.

just before you were about to squirt, she released a large amount of hot seed into your womb. she thrusted her dick as deep as she could inside of you to unleash every last drop of cum she had in her.

“i’m not done yet, i’m going to cum inside you till my sack is fucking empty,” no-eul uttered as she pulled out, her cum spilling out of your pussy. you were out of breath, you couldn’t say a word but you felt incredibly horny.

no-eul fucked you in various different positions throughout that night, breeding your pussy over and over again.

when you finished riding her cock, you leaned in to give her a kiss on her cheek, as a way to show some affection to her. you grew severely attached to her to the point where you refused to use any sort of protection so you’ll end up pregnant with her baby.

“you’ll be a good mommy, i promise,” no-eul remarked as she let out her last load inside of you, making you scream out loud.

you definitely got pregnant after that incident, don’t worry

making a futa se-mi (player 380) x fem reader soon!

[ang3ltine]

Omg she looks so good?! I'll start writing more for her so please give me some ideas ♡♡

[kangnoeulsdoll]

Rooftop Confessional.

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Kang No-eul x Fem!reader

synopsis: When No-Eul calls you up to the restricted school rooftop you know it's a bad move - but her otherworldly allure is just too irresistible. With the dying sun illuminating, stolen kisses pollute the boundary between danger and appetite, drawing you to speculate whether these hidden encounters are worth the risk or whether they hold a meaning far beyond mere passion.

a/n: I fear I’m so obsessed with No-eul to the point I wanna start writing for her actress.

warnings! slightly suggestive makeout on the rooftop.

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"Rooftop after class?"

It was a bad notion, and deep down you felt that it was so. The rooftop wasn't something you were allowed to go up to, technically, and if one of the teachers saw you, it would all be your fault, alongside hers. Something in No-Eul just made logical reasoning a hazy distant memory. Probably, it was due to the fact that her eyes sparkled with mischief, or that she was daring with almost everything.

Now, as you hauled up onto your bag, you tried to ignore the way she watched you from across the room-she lay backwards in her seat, her legs stretched under the desk and her chin propped against her hand. Eventually you looked her way, she grinned, tilting her head just the tiniest amount in the direction of the door.

You'd hesitated a moment, swinging your bag over your shoulder before you headed out. No-Eul was waiting by the door, leaning against the frame with her bag slung off one shoulder and hanging lazy.

"Took you long enough," she teased. Her voice came low, smooth.

Impossible, you are," you mumbled, but your voice rose with the first flicker of a smile.

"Maybe," she said, straightening up. "But you still showed up."

She takes him out and calmly walks him to the halland, pretending that he's ordinary. These two stayed at a distance, with each other, until they got to the stairwell. Having taken a hasty glance over her back to check her sanctuary, No-Eul grabs hold of your wrist and is pulling you upstairs. With clenched teeth, you hissed at the sound behind you, in horror.

"Relax," she said, a grin tugging at her lips. "No one ever comes up here."

The rooftop door sighed open, and there you stood in a bracing blast of fresh air and the radiant glow of the dying sun. Below, the city lay out in glistening shades of orange and pink.

Specifically, No-Eul took a step out, she stood next to the railing and looked at the sight. "Told you it's worth it," she said, looking back to you with that smug smile of hers.

You huffed, getting closer but remaining a couple of feet away from the other. "One of these days, we're going to get caught."

She laughed, the top of her head shaking lightly as she looked at you. "You've been saying that for weeks. Still here, though."

"Maybe I'm just waiting for you to learn your lesson," you shot back.

Perhaps," she said, closing the distance between you in several steps, "you enjoy a bit of excitement.

Your breath hitched, because she stopped right in front of you, and rested cool hands in the flaps of her blazer. She tilted her head to the side, her dark eyes looking directly at yours.

"Admit it," she said, her voice soft, though the words were teasing and her expression serious.

You crossed your arms, trying to suppress the beating of your heart. "Admit what?"

"That you can't resist me," she returned, her mouth curving with a smirk.

how close she was.

"Am I wrong?" she whispered.

All you did was lean down, pressing your lips against hers. At first, it was a rather cautious kiss but it was not going to stay so. No-Eul's grip on your waist squeezed you tight against her and pressed harder on the lips sealing both, hers and yours.

Intoxicating-the way her lips danced against yours, that subtle hint of perfume she wore, the excitement of being up here with her when you knew you shouldn't be. Your hands somehow found their ways to her shoulders, sliding up to tangle in her hair. She hummed in approval, her lips curving in a smile against yours as she kissed you again, this time slower.

At last you two were nearly out of breath. No-Eul rested her forehead against your cheek, while her thumbs drew lazy circles on your lower abdomen.

"You're trouble," you murmured, your voice barely above a whisper.

She chuckled, the smirk returning as she looked at you. "And you like trouble."

You huffed out a laugh, shaking your head. I have no idea why I agreed to do this with you.

"Because I'm irresistible," she said, her grin spreading.

"Sure," you said, rolling your eyes, though the heat in your chest betrayed you.

You stood with contentment in the comfortable quiet, the refreshing breeze caressing your hair. No-Eul slumped back against the railing, pulling you with her and you were standing there in between her and the edge of the rooftop.

The town below lit in the last-but-one ghostly candlelight, and for that instant in the world, there were two of all the people in the galaxy.

"Hey," she said suddenly subdued.

You look up to her, raising an eyebrow at this sudden subdued tone in her.

"I'm serious," she says, her eyes locking with yours. If we ever happen to be caught… I mean, well, it's not the end of the world, right?

You frowned. "What are you trying to say?"

She shrugged, hands still resting on your hips. "I just mean… this is worth it. You're worth it."

Your cheeks went with the flush of her words, and in a rare occurrence, you were at a loss for words. No-Eul seemed to notice, because she grinned, swooping in again to kiss you once more. This time however it was gentler, slower, as if she was just basking and soaking it all up.

She leaned her forehead against yours for the second time when she withdrew, returning to that smirk.

"See? You're a horrible liar."

You laughed and it must have travelled down across the roof. "You're impossible," you said, and it was without real venom.

"And yet," she replied, her hands sliding up to cup your face as if we'd never paused, "you keep coming back."

And she wasn't wrong. No matter how much you tried to convince yourself that this was a bad idea, you knew you'd be back here with her again tomorrow.

[kangnoeulswife]

𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐆𝐘

𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐍𝐨 𝐞𝐮𝐥 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀᴅᴍɪʀᴇᴅ ᴋᴀɴɢ ɴᴏ ᴇᴜʟ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴘᴘᴏʀᴛᴜɴɪᴛʏ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴏᴀᴄʜ. ᴀᴛ ᴀ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ, ᴛʜᴀɴᴏs ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇs ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴛ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴛᴇ. ɴᴏ ᴇᴜʟ sᴇᴇs ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪᴄᴘʜᴇʀ ʜᴇʀ ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜs ᴇxᴘʀᴇssɪᴏɴ.

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬: 𝐰𝐥𝐰, 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟

𝟐. 𝟑𝐤 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜 (𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐨)

𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 :)

The blasting music roaring an unfamiliar tune. The vibrant lights flickering from colour to colour. The strong smell of different perfumes mixing with the sour stench of alcohol that lingered in the air. You wanted 𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 more than to go home.

"𝗛𝗲𝘆𝘆 𝗬/𝗡, 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗰𝘂𝘁𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂!" your friend exclaims eagerly, gently nudging your shoulder. You glance over and sure enough, there's someone staring intensly at you. Even from a mile away you would be able to recognise who it was - Thanos. Well, that's not his real name but that's what he desired to be called, just like the marvel character. It's also why he dyed his hair purple and painted his nails identical to the colours of the inifinity stones. He was dedicated. He winked weirdly at you and you 𝑤𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑑 you were drunk. Your friends, however, thought it was 'the cutest thing ever!' and began squealing uncontrollably.

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Thanos was a rapper. Well, a wannabe one at least. No matter where he was or what he was doing, he was 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 rapping. And it was terrible even though all the girls thought it was the greatest piece of music to ever bless their ears. One time, you found a note squashed into your locker and there was no denying who wrote it:

𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒛𝒛𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒅

𝒀𝒆𝒂𝒉, 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒉,

𝑰𝒏 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆,

𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆 

That may have been the worst thing you've ever read. His constant rapping (which he assumed was the sexiest thing ever) and winking got really annoying. What had you done so wrong to be targeted by him? Of course you weren't the first girl he pursued but you were the newest addition. Was this some sort of punishment.

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"𝗔𝗵𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗼 𝗮𝗱𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲!", your other friend screeched excitedly. "𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝗿𝘂𝗺𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗼𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝗬/𝗡 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗺𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴! 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝘂𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗽𝗹𝗲!" Both of your friends cheered back and forth about how you guys would be the 'it couple.' Yeah no thanks! You would like 𝑖𝑡 to stop.

You began searching the room to try take your mind of this uncomfortable situation. Or maybe look for an escape route, who knows! Suddenly, you locked eyes with a tall girl who was clearly staring at you. Recognising her almost immediately as Kang No eul, the quiet, mysterious girl who sat at the back of your class. You've never spoken to her but you have to admit that you felt drawn to her. Her short, fluffy hair that you longed to touch, her dark eyes that you felt lost in, her plump, rosy lips you were curious to feel on yours, her—

Your friends estatic screams forced you out of your daydreams, spotting Thanos and his companion Namgyu approaching you, swinging his arms proudly as if trying to impress you. You were 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 but impressed. You were also pretty annoyed. This is the first time you had made eye contact with her and it was ruined. Did you like her? No...... well maybe just a little. One thing for certain is you 𝑑𝑜 like girls and 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 dislike men. But no one knew you were a lesbian. How could you tell them? Your friends were boy crazy and knowing how they would react was damn near impossible. And the last thing you wanted was to have no friends. So you just kept it hidden and pretended you liked guys. That however was way easier said than done for someone who definetely wants a girlfriend.

"𝗦𝗲ñ𝗼𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗮 𝗲𝘅𝗰𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗺𝗲," he smirked, crossing his arms in an attempt to look cool. What the fuck kind of flirting was this? Señorita? That's pretty ironic for someone who showed up to Spanish class maybe two times! You longed for the ground to open up and swallow you whole. 𝐴𝑛𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 to escape this uncomfortable situation. Namgyu began giggling, as if this was the most impressive scene he's ever witnessed. Yeah, he was definetely high. When wasn't he?

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There wasn't a word strong enough to describe Namgyu and Thanos. Annoying is an understatement. For starters they were always high, even during class and wouldn't give the poor teachers a break, always yapping about complete bullshit. Namgyu was also a dick, picking on anyone who even breathed too loudly near him. He hated everyone and treated people as if they were miles below him. Thanos on the other hand was in love with a new girl every week. Sometimes his relationships only lasted a day. But still, every girl desperately wanted him. Except for you.

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"𝗬/𝗡 𝗮𝗻𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗶𝗺!" your friend whispers, urging you to reply to him. She nudges you slightly and you sigh. This would be a 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 night. "𝗨𝗺 𝗵𝗶," you say, completely uninterested, not daring to look at him. You would probably burst out laughing from his serious face but childish words. "𝗛𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝗲, 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗳𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿," he demanded, putting his hand out for you to take. And it just got worse. Way worse. "𝗢𝗼𝗵 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗼𝘀' 𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵? 𝗡𝗶𝗰𝗲𝗲," Namgyu declared, patting his friend on the shoulder as a way to congratulate him. Im sorry, 'his bitch?' Ha, as if! Your friends, however, thought it was the best thing to ever happen you, shrieking and shaking your shoulder full of joy. You did not agree, feeling annoyed with this guys stupid remarks and overly confident attitude.

Scanning the room again, not randomly this time but with a purpose, you see her. Her face calmed the anger you felt slightly as she continued to look in your direcion. But her once calm look had changed into an intense glare, staring daggers into your soul. She was 𝑝𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑. But at what? Fuck, did she like Thanos and was mad he was flirting with you? You felt your heart shatter inside your chest at the possibilty. I mean, you shouldn't be upset. Why would she like someone she's never spoken too? Why would she like 𝑦𝑜𝑢? She probably likes boys anways and you're not one.

"𝗬𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗲𝘀?" Namgyu begins, impatiently and irritated as he snaps his fingers in your face, "𝗪𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄!" He could be a real asshole at times. No, all the time. "𝗢𝗳 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹!!" your friend declares joyfully since you haven't spoken a word. Great, now your practically being dragged by Thanos over to a table as your unwillingly holding his hand. Your friends strike you an encouraging look while you show them a smile, the fakest one you've ever made. You were 𝑓𝑎𝑟 from happy.

Of course Thanos' little lap dog had to follow. Out of curiousity and concern for his friend one might say. You would say he's just a nosy asshole. 

Sitting at that dimly lit table was awkward to say the least. Namgyu was yapping about some Min su that pissed him off (his cough irked him or some bullshit like that) while Thanos was intensely staring at you as if you were going to run away. Actually, you did think about escaping. Thanos kept bragging about how amazing of a rapper he was while 'proving it.' All he proved was your point - that he can't rap for shit. Like, at all. Honestly, a part of you was glad he preferred talking about himself all the time and left you no chance to mutter even a word. Namgyu was rambling away to himself about everything that pissed him off and you didn't bother him. You didn't want to engage in a conversation with them anyways.

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All you could think about was No eul and that look on her face. But what could it mean? You've never seen a jealous expression on her face before. Ever. Thinking back, she always remained calm. You liked that mysterious, calm vibe she had. Ever since the first day she joined your class, you were smitten by her. She was just your type! Although, you never admitted to anyone how she made you feel, not even to yourself for a while. Until you couldn't hide the butterflies in your stomach everytime your gaze landed on her.

She was always alone. Your unsure why but no one wanted to talk to her. But 𝑦𝑜𝑢 did. Your friends ruined it every single time you mustered up the courage to speak to her though, declaring statements such as "Omg just leave her, she's alone for a reason. No need to be nice" or "I heard she's a real weirdo. Best not associate with her." So, you never ended up becoming her friend. Or anything more. No matter how hard you tried.

But today when she was staring right at you, your heart felt like it was about to burst right out of your chest. Your fidgety hands couldn't hide your nervousness and it was as if you were the only ones here. You wished you were. Maybe you would have found the courage to approach her if Thanos didn't show up and ruin the vibe. But maybe it was for the best. Maybe Thanos is who she really desires, jealous that he was with you. You couldn't erase her pissed off look from your mind, wishing it wasn't aimed at you, but having a bad feeling it was.

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You excused yourself to the bathroom after a 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 long time of feeling uncomfortable and also to try shake your disheartened feelings. Your just thankful Thanos didn't follow you into the bathroom. He seemed like he would be clingy enough to.

Splashing water onto your burning face, staring into the mirror, you felt like crying. Because of 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔. Having to act happy sitting with this annoying guy just so your friends don't find out you like girls, not being able to approach who you 𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 like, all of it! Keeping it all bottled up inside gets exhausting after a while and you couldn't hold it in any longer. You just burst out crying in this empty room, tears streaming down your cheeks rapidly as you fall to your knees, clutching the sink as your knuckles turn white. You couldn't control your built up emotions that longed to be set free.

𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐍𝐨 𝐞𝐮𝐥'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

I seen her. Y/N. 𝑀𝑦 Y/N. With that purple haired asshole. I felt my blood boil everytime he looked at her, got closer to her, held her hand. Maybe I'm being unreasonable. Maybe I'm the crazy one. But I liked her. Alot. The way her light hair framed her face perfectly, her soft features, the way she bit her glossy lips slightly any time she was nervous. She was sweet, always helping others. I noticed her attempts to approach me, despite being held back by her friends. I saw her efforts, bringing a warm feeling to my chest. She didn't think of me like some sort of monster. She was 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡.

It hurt being alone. More than I would like to admit. It wasn't an unfamiliar feeling but one I hated. But she changed me, even if she didn't realise. The glances she threw over her shoulder when she thought I wasn't looking brought joy to my boring and lonely life. I longed to talk to her. To say anything. But I never had the courage.

But Thanos and his stupid little minion had to ruin everything. Had to take her away from me. Maybe I was delusional. Why would she give me a chance? I'm a 'weirdo' and plus, I'm a girl. All I could do was sit back and watch, my heart shattering with every passing second. I could feel my fists clench as jealousy rose within me. I wish I had the courage to punch him, tell him to get his fucking hands of her and hold her close to me. But I can only wish, can only dream of such a moment.

She left for the bathroom and something within me snapped. I don't know where my new found bravery appeared from, maybe from the thought of her returning to his table while all I could do was watch helplessly. The thought of them flirting, getting closer, kissin-- No. Wasn't going to happen. And with that, as if my legs had a mind of their own, I followed her, my heart pounding in my chest. I wasn't going to let him take her from me.

𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

The doors swung open, drawing your attention suddenly.

No eul.

She stood there, gazing down at you like you were the only person in the world. Fuck, she looked so pretty while you were a sobbing mess on the floor. She tip toed over, kneeling down in front of you. Without saying a word, she gently wiped your tears with her thumb, caressing your cheeks softly. Your heartbeat sped up with each passing second as you melted into her touch, her cold hands contrasting with your warm skin. It felt nice. You didn't want this moment to end. You wished time would stop, allowing you to stay here with her forever.

She suddenly broke the silence that lingered between you, not taking her eyes of you. "𝗔𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗼𝗸?" she asked softly, moving her hand down towards yours to hold it. You froze, your cheeks on fire as your heart pulses rapidly. "𝗬-𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗜'𝗺 𝗼𝗸," you manage to stutter, sounding shyer than you intended.

"𝗜𝘀 𝗵𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝘆𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱? 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗼𝘀 𝗜 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻," she asked, gritting her teeth. You felt her grip on your hand tighten and this confirms the horrid thoughts that occupied your mind - she likes ℎ𝑖𝑚. You feel you heart break piece by piece, feeling your emotions flood through your body. "𝗡𝗼, 𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁," you begin, barely above a whisper as you hold back tears, "𝗜 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝘀𝗼 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝘀𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝘂𝗽, 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁." The words felt heavy as they left your mouth, wishing you could dash away and be alone, unable to bear the pain any longer. Fuck, what happened to not liking her that much?

Silence. She stared at you in confusion before letting out a small chuckle. What was so funny? Did she finally figure out you like her and was making fun of you? Or maybe—

It all happened so quickly. One minute, your thoughts were eating you alive and the next, she leaned in slowly and kissed 𝑦𝑜𝑢. Your mind went blank as she felt her plump lips meet yours softly. A shiver ran down your spine, her warm breath mixing with yours as everything else began to fade away. The overly loud party, the uncomfortable encounter with Thanos and Namgyu, all of it. Nothing else mattered anymore. She chose 𝑦𝑜𝑢.

The kiss between you deepened, her hands continuing to cup your face gently as your arms found her neck, wrapping around her lightly. No amount of words could convey how you felt, the tension rising rapidly between you. The kiss you shared spoke enough for itself, the unspoken confessions neither of you dared to express unfolding and both of you knew. You wanted each other. 𝑁𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑑 each other.

No eul pulled away slightly, forehead resting on yours as she gently caressed your cheeks. You played with her soft hair, your fingers delicately brushing through the smooth strands. She smiled tenderly, accepting your touch. She had waited long enough. Likewise, you had too.

"𝗜 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗬/𝗡, 𝗜'𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂." Warmth flooded through your chest as she spoke the words you had always longed to hear. This was everything you wanted.

❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎

OKK I had to write something about her because I love her so much and I'll be doing a part 2 to this as well!

The title is based of the Twice song 'Strategy' (STAN TWICE)

Thanks for reading 🫶🏻

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