#minah x oc

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❇︎Subtle Vivacity❇︎

BEBE! Bada Lee x OC Team! F Reader: The competition was growing in intensity every single minute that passed. Bada felt like a nervous wreck for the most part, but not because of the competition. It was because of you.

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Lia Kim strode towards the opposing side with a mission in mind, picking Mina Myoung as her no-respect dancer. You stared at the two, already envisioning the scene that was about to unfold. The details of the two old best friends having a fallout were no secret, and as you watched, the feeling of skepticism surged within you. 

As a dance teacher, you weren’t a stranger to young students having bad blood. But these were adults. People who could’ve worked it out behind the scenes, yet here they were, about to battle it out. And you just knew it was gonna be a shitshow.

The crews were absolutely hyped, their excitement filling the fight zone. However, your expression contorted, a grim gaze settling on your face, conveying a different feeling amidst the enthusiasm.

“This match-up is finally happening,” Yoonji says, and Rena of Tsubakill held her hands together, almost hoping for a good match.

“I understand having disagreements, but I’d be highly disappointed if they let their emotions get in the way of dance,” you told the camera during your confessional interview.

Dancing should be fun and full of expression that anyone can enjoy, but your expectations come low with this match-up, as you find your eyes fueling bitterness.

“You seem to have a lot of complaints.” “It’s not that I had complaints. The title of chief choreographer at 1MILLION. I wonder if you earned that solely with your effort.”

“It’s not like I stole it from anyone,” Lia Kim points at herself, her face showing off a slight arrogant feeling. As Mina talks, you begin to space out. The hostility in the air was something you didn’t want to hear.

“This feels like a waste of time and a waste of a battle,” you mumble, but Emi hears it, nodding at your statement. “Maybe they should just have a fistfight to duke it out,” the sub-leader jokes, and you laugh, lowering your head to conceal your reaction.

The battle begins, and as you watch, you can’t help but roll your eyes, eyeing the interaction in disdain. Mina couldn’t properly respect the battle, walking around and almost paying little to no attention to her old friend. She then approaches her opponent, and the two almost hit each other.

You scoff with a laugh, “They can’t be serious right now?”

Some dancers found it cool or scary, but you weren’t entertained, not at all. The rest of your crew could clearly be seen staying seated on your bench with looks of disgust. “Doesn’t look like Doyennes is enjoying the show,” Minah points out to her leader, causing Bada to look over in your direction discreetly.

She stared at your crew, seeing the repulsed faces. Your eyes looked bored yet stern as you watched the two dancers battling it out.

“They look fucking crazy,” you mouth silently, telling yourself, but as if Bada becomes the best mouth reader in the world, she understands as her eyes grow wide at your words.

Your eyes roll back as the battle ends, the scene that occurred leaving a sour taste in your mouth. “Should’ve just fought each other,” Bell says, and the rest just nod, not even having the energy to talk after that.

After a few other dances, the ace battles were about to begin. You find yourself turned around, delegating with your crew. “It's either you or Serena,” Athena says, and the other girls nod. You look over at Serena, your youngest, having the most wins and battles despite not showing everything she’s got.

“You think you’ll be up for it?” You question, and everyone looks at her as she gives you a determined nod. “Well, that fixes it then.”

Serena had gone up and challenged every single ace but wasn't chosen once. When it was her turn to pick, it was only between Waaxcky and Baby Sleek, one more hesitant than the other. Your youngest gives the two a friendly smile, “I’ll go with Baby Sleek.”

As if the whole room freezes at her choice, silence engulfs everyone but your crew, who cheer. “This one's gonna be good,” you hear Maya say as she and Bell giggle from behind you.

You stand up behind Serena, arms crossed, as she starts off hearing, “ZOO” by the artists of SM. The song choice has you smirking as Serena’s innocent eyes transform into an intense gaze. Your eyes glide to the right, staring directly at Bada, who you knew helped choreograph this song. Her eyes didn’t leave the younger dancer, probably wondering how she would dance to the song.

As the pre-chorus hits, Serena moves her body, hitting every tick she can, isolating the upper half of her body. She then goes on her knees, hitting dime stops as the chorus comes up. 

Just like a zoo!

Serena acts like an animal crawling on the floor as she bounces back up, hitting a move that feels almost impossible. She bent her back, showing her face upside down to Baby Sleek, then slid black down smoothly head first.

You were hyped, only showing a smile and little jumps at the tricks she pulled. 

The crowd was gradually getting into it, some cheers filling the air as Serena continued to showcase her dynamic moves. As the second verse approached, she switched to a more fluid style, transitioning between smooth waves and sharp pops. The versatility in her dance style was apparent, and the spectators were captivated by the unexpected yet impressive performance.

Baby Sleek, on the other hand, appeared a bit taken aback, her usually confident demeanor showing signs of uncertainty. The complexity of Serena's routine seemed to catch her off guard. Bada observed from her seat, a raised eyebrow indicating her surprise at the unfolding scene.

As the music reached its climax, Serena unleashed a flurry of quick footwork, perfectly in sync with the beats. The energy in the room heightened, and even those who initially doubted Serena's choice were now nodding in approval.

The final beats of the song echoed, and Serena struck a powerful pose, her eyes locking with Baby Sleek's. The room fell silent for a moment before erupting into cheers. Your crew, especially, erupted into joy, proud of Serena's stellar performance.

Bada's eyes were fixed on you, a subtle acknowledgment of the skill displayed by your crew's youngest member. Serena bowed to Baby Sleek, offering a smile, a gesture that carried sportsmanship.

As Serena returned to your crew, you gave her a nod of approval, “Good job. You killed it.” The younger dancer beamed with pride, her eyes gleaming with accomplishment.

The judges held their cards, and when the results were revealed, it was a unanimous decision in favor of Serena. Other crews had a go, even leading into the crew battles, but they finally revealed rankings for the no-respect battles. The show continued with all the groups having a crew dance battle. The day was now about to end with the rankings of each crew.

The crew rankings were announced, and Doyennes had taken second with ten wins and three losses. So when the girls retreat back to their rooms, they cheered. The adrenaline still lingering in everyone's veins.

“We killed that shit!” Maya squeals and Bell is seen hopping by her side, full of excitement. “If only I didn’t lose twice,” Athena grumbles, and Emi adds, “And if I didn’t lose once.” You shook your head at the girls, “Your battles were both against Wolf’Lo members. They’re tough to beat in battles. You guys did good regardless.”

“People should’ve danced against me more during the ace battles,” Serena mumbled as the other girls were cheering and trying to hype the other two up. You look at the youngest, knowing that look of disappointment anywhere. “Chin up, baby. You did good,” You tell her, taking a seat beside the young dancer as you rest your arm on her shoulders.

“Besides, they were scared of you out there. Take some pride in that,” You told her in Korean, and she smiled a little, feeling better at the words of encouragement.

The Korean was something that only you two bonded over the past few months, and Serena learned a lot from you. She knew you viewed her as your younger sister, and she also saw you as her older one.

“We’re gonna kill this competition,” Serena says, suddenly becoming bold with her words of choice. “We’ll show them who the Professors of Dance are,” You tell her, a confident smirk painted on your face.

Suddenly, the monitor turned on, and everyone saw Daniel. “Here we go again,” you heard Emi voice out. “Street Woman 2, the 1st battle, no respect, battle with the worst dancer. Did it help you figure out the other crews? To try and secure your ranking or go up in the ranking, here’s the next mission you’ll have to face soon.”

Everyone sits up except you, leaning back and relaxing on the sofa, almost knowing what the mission would be. “Your next mission is… the Class Mission.” You smile at the words. The mission where leaders had gone viral multiple times for their pieces. Safe to say you were excited, but you held it in, wanting to hear what the songs were first. 

“In the class mission, the elite members of each crew will be assigned to four classes. The leader class, sub-leader class, middle class, and rookie class. Each class will finish a dance video.”

“These are gonna be hard, but I know my girls are capable enough to hold their own,” you said in your confessionals.

“In each class, there will be one main dancer to be the protagonist in each video. The main dancer will get extra points, stand at the center of the video, and direct the dance video. Individual scores will be given out in the class mission. The points will be distributed differently in each class. The three fight judges will rank the dancers of each class from 1st to 9th places.”

“So we have to stand out regardless of whether we're the main dancer or not?” Maya questions, and you nod. 

Daniel explained the rest and the benefits that Wolf’Lo gets, and then the leaders began picking which dancers to put in which class.

You sat in another room, thinking hard about the next decisions you were about to make. One person from your crew would have to sit out, and 2 positions were already set in stone for the crew. You are in the leader class, and Emi is in the sub-leader class. So, who were the next choices? 

“I have to be smart about this,” you mumbled as the camera rolled and recorded each name you wrote down on your paper.

When thinking about the rookie class, you didn’t think of the least experienced member but the most youthful one, so Bell was your pick. You then contemplated the last three, Serena, Athena, and Maya. You wanted to put Serena in one of these classes, knowing she was such a strong dancer but Athen and Maya seemed to be a duo that worked like yin and yang, so you opted for the two instead.

“Joined by the best producers in South Korea, here are the songs for the class mission.”

“Oh, we get to hear them now?” Bell states, almost jumping in her seat like a rabbit.

The first song was the Dynamic Duo’s ‘Smoke.’ The crew listened and grinned as they stared at you. “The songs are totally your style, Lo,” Emi yelled, and everyone agreed and you sat there, only nodding your head as you listened to the song. It was aggressive and hip, something you were fond of hearing. “I can definitely work with that.”

Then Crush popped up on the screen, and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes, not being too fond of the artist. Ehem, with the things he’s done in the past that we don’t talk about.

It was then time to show ‘Click Like,’ and as much as you weren’t fond of the guy, you hated to say that the song was groovy and easy to listen to. “It sounds sexy as hell,” Emi says, almost pondering. It wasn’t exactly her strongest suit, as contemporary was storytelling, but she knew she could make it work somehow.

When ‘Swipe’ and ‘Twerk’ were revealed, you felt a weight come off your shoulders, knowing you picked the right girl for each class for sure.

It was finally the day to choose the choreography for each song and you danced in your designated hideout, doing some final markings for the dance. As the headphones settled comfortably over your ears with bass-boosted music, you didn’t hear the knock on the door. 

Bada peaks her head in, volunteering to get you as every other leader was in the fight zone, already preparing to present their dance. The leader of Bebe didn’t want to intrude and seemed like she was scoping out the competition; however, she couldn't resist gazing at you.

You weren’t facing the door, but Bada felt the immense aura you exuded, the power in your motions clearly pronounced even if you weren’t going all out.

You flaunted remarkable control over your body, a trait Bada undoubtedly possessed. Yet, there was a distinctive quality when it came to your interpretation of dance. The way she clearly saw your muscle flexing, the change in dynamics in certain parts, the way your blonde hair danced with you.

Safe to say, she felt a bit intimidated watching you.

After what felt like forever, Bada decides to step in, tapping your shoulder. You look over, seeing her with a friendly smile as you slip the headphones onto your collarbones, “Everyone else is downstairs now.” Your eyes somewhat widen at the words, and Bada finds your bewildered face adorable. Your siren eyes practically turned into large innocent bubbles.

“Oh god, I’m sorry. Did I make you guys wait for too long?” You ask, settling your devices onto the table as you pat your clothes down a bit. “No, we were gonna start in ten, but I just wanted to let you know,” Bada tells you, not wanting to admit that she basically spent three of those ten minutes staring at your dance. 

“Well, thanks for letting me know,” you tell her, then sipping on your water. “Let’s go down now?” You question, and she nods, moving to the side to let you pass. She closes the door for you. “What a gentlewoman,” you tease, and Bada’s cheeks go pink, making you chuckle at the flustered sight.

As you guys make your way down, you see all the leaders seated on the floor, and the two of you decide to sit next to each other on the rear end. Halo then goes first, and you stare at the dance with dull eyes. She made it work, but as a collective team? It didn’t suit a group performance, or any of the other leaders for that matter.

The feedback was lethal, which was expected in this class. It felt like a barrage of bullets targeting each dancer as they showed their pieces. Nob, Funky Y, Mina, Lia, Kirsten, and Akanen faced the same feat, everyone having more unfavorable things to say about their dances. You stayed quiet for the most part until it was only you and Bada left.

Deciding to go next, you stood on the walkway, rolling your neck a bit. Other crews watched in their hideouts and couldn’t help but compliment you over and over again even if you hadn’t started yet. 

“God, how can someone look so cool?” 

“Doesn’t she look like a Barbie?”

“This mission was probably a piece of cake for her.”

As you began, Bada expected highly of you from what she had already seen from her sneaky preview and you didn’t disappoint. You played it smart, and the choreography was easy to follow. It would appeal to the audience, and Bada knew, with a face like that, you were stealing everyone's hearts as they watched you.

The movement of your hips were fluid, and each move connected perfectly with power and energy. 

This had Bada feeling nervous.

She believed that you and Kirsten were her biggest competitors but for different reasons. Kirsten was a dancer who had the most unique style amongst all the leaders, making any dance her own.

You, on the other hand, were the most similar to her, but almost felt like a better version. You were taller, had more experience, excelled in advanced styles of dance, won competitions, and worked with several global artists.

At this point, you were the only one to look out for.

You ended up blowing out a flame on your pointer finger, and Bada wanted to clap for you but held back. “It definitely felt the coolest as of right now,” Funky Y said, “but I think only some of us can pull this off.”

“This is a dance I would like to do, the power, the fluidity, dynamics. It was entertaining to watch,” Kirsten says, and you nod at her, appreciating your friends feed back. For the most part, everyone said similar things.

Then it was Bada’s turn, and as soon as she began, you knew the fight would be tough. Bada seemed to embody the song perfectly, and it had you smirking. ‘I’m so fucked,’ was what you thought. The tall leader was the definition of charisma and charm, and it irritated you a little bit.

It was a competition, and you were admiring a competitor. 

In most cases, you’d be okay with this, but seeing how you and Bada almost mirrored each other in a way didn’t sit well in your mind. It felt a little unsettling, not realizing the similarities until the she danced.

“While watching Bada, I could find no flaws,” Halo says. That’s when a lot of the compliments were rolling in, and somehow, the two of you were now in the same boat. The votes were evenly split, four for you and four for Bada. Then Mina brings up a point that the choreos chosen seemed to be easy to steal.

That somehow caused a stir for people to reevaluate their decision, but in the end, Bada ended up taking the crown. You pat her on the back, “Congrats.” “Thank you,” she bows at you.

"Your choreography is fun... just don't get too comfortable now," you playfully tease, but she senses a hint of seriousness in your words. "Don't worry, I'm not. I can't be, especially with you in this competition," Bada teases back, and your eyebrow raises at the playful tone.

You held a sly smirk. 

Let the fun begin.

It was now time for the leader class to perform, and you stood beside Kirsten as you waited for your turn. “You ready for this?” Kirsten whispered to you, leaning in a bit. “Always am,” you confidently stated with a smile.

The first group went first, but your attention was fixated on Bada the entire time. You marked the routine as the song played, but your eyes couldn’t stray away from her alluring figure. As Bada rolled her hips, you couldn't help but let out a low groan.

How could someone be so sexy? Bada could quite literally just stand there, and STILL look that good.

As your group took the stage, you casually fixed your hair into a low ponytail. The music started, and during the lighter parts, your expression changed, and your thumb flick signaled the beginning of what promised to be an extraordinary performance. You seemed lost in your own world, drawing everyone's attention with captivating expressions.

You danced with an approach that seemed like a mix of Bada and Kirsten. The power and force were Bada’s style, but the usage of space and foot work were similar to Kirsten.

It wasn’t “their style” but while watching the two practice for a bit, you brain picked up certain portions that you liked from each. The group finishes off and you and Kirsten pose with your left hands on your back, the hand interpreted lighter and its flame, and a little reverb to the movements.

The announcement of a reaudition brought a momentary sigh. Akanen and Bada performed first. Despite Akanen's skill, Bada's towering presence seemed to overshadow her. The tall dancer felt like a lion on that stage, and everyone had to be wary of it.

When it was your turn, dancing with Kirsten felt like a trip down memory lane. The camaraderie and playfulness between you two filled the stage with an energy echoing the past. Both leaders strategically occupied the space, ensuring every eye was fixated on them. Bada, in particular, watched you intently, her gaze never wavering.

You two work so well together, Bada thought. She wasn’t sure if she felt jealousy bubbling within her or anxiety. You and Kirsten were just too good to overlook. Bada would’ve liked to put the two of in your place to show who the better dancer is amongst you three.

But seeing how all these interactions with you… it felt like you were putting Bada in her place without even trying.

The duo of you and Kirsten ended and cheers, screams, and yells could just be heard. Yet when they hear Shownu speak again, the fight zone quiets down.

The announcement of a reaudition between you and Bada sparked more excitement. Speculations about the impending battle buzzed among the crews. "This battle is gonna be intense," Harimu exclaimed. Baby Sleek pondered on the similarities between your dancing styles, a sentiment echoed by Halo, who had a front-row seat to the choreography selection.

As you and Bada stood in the middle of the stage, the energy was electric, ready to set it on fire. The music played and the synchronization of your movements to each lyric showcased a dance battle that promised to be nothing short of thrilling.

Light it up.

As you and Bada approached the flickering flame, there was an undeniable intensity in the air. The atmosphere charged with electric energy as the two of you prepared to unleash pure power onto the dance floor. The crews, judges, and Daniel could sense that something extraordinary was about to happen.

As you both simultaneously blew out the flame, the movements displayed the grand usage the two of you had on your bodies. They were aggressive, energetic, and filled with intensity that seemed unreal to everyone else as they watched on the sidelines.

Your chemistry with Bada was visible, and as the two of you danced side by side, it felt as if the entire room was witnessing a performance by a duo that had been seamlessly engulfed in dance together for years.

The synergy between your movements was more than just coordination; it was a shared language, a non-verbal dialogue that spoke volumes about the connection you shared. The dance floor became a canvas, and each step, each gesture, painted a vivid picture of unity.

The unfolding scene was hypnotic. The onlookers were drawn into a trance as they heard the resounding echoes of your footsteps and witnessed the unparalleled control you both had over your limbs. So when the two of you ended the performance, both facing the judges as you both blow out the flame, you heard the clapping around you, everyone acknowledging the two of you as amazing dancers.

As the judges discussed, the decision felt like it could go either way. Many of the crews pointed out that both of you should just be the main dancer instead, end of story. You peer over to your right, feeling Bada’s ansty movements, as she couldn’t stand still. 

“No matter who wins, you did amazing,” you whisper, leaning into her ear as you pull her into a side hug, gripping her waist ever so slightly. Bada’s body heats up at the feeling of your breath on her ear, and she feels even more nervous. 

But now, it was because of you. 

Your large hands felt warm, and your slender fingers wrapped on one side of her waist, a sensation she didn’t know she needed. Before Bada could respond, the three judges sat back down, and Shownu brought the mic up, “The main dancer we chose for this class is…”

The anticipation seemed to tighten its grip on Bada, making her almost oblivious to her own actions as she subconsciously held your hand. You glanced down, a slight smile playing on your lips as you met her gaze. The announcement of "Bada" prompted a heavy sigh of relief from Bebe's leader.

You clapped, pulling her into a genuine hug. "You were insane," you mumbled, planting a kiss on her temple, feeling honored to engage in such an intense competition.

Monika, beginning to explain the challenging decision, expressed, "You two felt like one person dancing on stage. I still can’t wrap my head around it, in all honesty. The choice ultimately came down to who we felt fit the song better, and that was Bada."

"The two of you, being tall dancers, feels like you’ve started something revolutionary," she continued, and both of you bowed, smiles etched on your faces.

After the competition, you found yourself alone in your hideout, taking a moment to rest. A knock interrupted your light nap, and you welcomed Bada in with a smile. "What’s up, main dancer?" she greeted with a chuckle. "I saw the lights still open in here and just wanted to make sure everything was okay."

"That’s sweet of you," you replied, sitting up. "But I’m fine. Just wanted a little break before heading out." Bada suggested heading out together, and you agreed, ensuring you had everything before leaving.

As you walked together, Bada broke the silence. "The way you dance… It’s so entrancing." You smiled at her. "Dance has been the only thing I’ve known for years, Lee, so I’d hope it feels like that."

“Maybe you can teach me one day?” Bada asks, her face full of mischievousness, but she is being literal.

Who wouldn’t wanna learn from the famous Lotus?

In Bada’s mind, you were someone that people wanted to be. Maybe she wanted something more out of the lessons from you, but only time could tell right now.

Bada had expected you to just laugh and shake off the idea, but while walking, you look at her straight in the eyes, not breaking any eye contact as she sees a smirk on your plush lips.

“When the show doesn’t take up our schedules, I’ll take you up on that offer.” You wink, walking away, into your car, leaving Bada standing there a bit distraught.

Well… I’m screwed, Bada thought while walking away, hands covering her eyes as she shook her head, trying to calm down her flustered self again.

You were dangerous for her, and it felt like you could possibly be Bada’s downfall in this competition.

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Masterlist

My never ending list of SVT fics

Circles Universe

The main story is Circles and the rest are spin offs based in that same universe.

Circles (jeonghan x oc x seungcheol)

genre: drama, angst, romance, comedy, professor au (jeonghan and seungcheol), oc owns a cafe, oc has trauma

Love Letter (jeonghan x oc)

Simple (wonwoo x oc)

Smile Flower (joshua x oc)

Pretty U (mingyu x oc)

Light a Flame (seungcheol x oc)

Stray Series

Stray (wonwoo x oc)

genre: romance, slice of life, comedy, fluff, university au, slight badboy wonwoo, other ocs dating svt members

Husband and Wife Universe

In which, this is all one universe but it doesn't necessarily go by chapters. They're just random stories about some seventeen members and their wives (ocs I've created)

Some background about this: Ikaya (Scoups' wife) and Serena (Joshua's wife) are the sisters of Jeonghan. Cami is Jeonghan's wife, Niki is Mingyu's wife, and Minah is Chan's wife.

S E U N G C H E O L

J E O N G H A N

J O S H U A

M I N G Y U

C H A N

S O O N Y O U N G

Victorian Era Universe (wonwoo x oc x soonyoung

Oneshots, scenarios, and blurbs about victorian era wonwoo and soonyoung that follow this universe i created. Additional background may need to be read in order to understand the stories, which will be included in the beginning of posts.

genre: victorian era, polyamorous relationship, romance, fantasy, magic, supernatural, drama, angst, university for magic and knights, magical creatures

Endless Moment Series (svt x multiple ocs)

genre: romance, drama, comedy, supernatural creatures, vampires, witches, abilities, fantasy

Carat Publishing House (svt x multiple ocs)

genre: romance, comedy, fluff, office, drama, maybe angst

Oneshots/Short Series

Random oneshots and drabbles that come to mind c:

W O N W O O

[5:27] || fluff, cute

tire you out || fluff, tiny suggestive content

little hands || fluff, cute

S O O N Y O U N G

Even if it's not Him || angst

J E O N G H A N

Afraid || angst, smut

[1:48] || fluff, cute

J O S H U A

[9:18] || fluff, cute

[cityandking]

🍪🍾🍻 for minah, eniko, and bran x

tyyyyyyy // odd oc asks

🍪: What is something that's sentimental to you OC?

MINAH — finds a lot of sentimentality in art. there's a reason she stuck with the troupe, beyond the pragmatic. there are some things—a style of painting, a song, a line from a play—that evoke a kinder sort of nostalgia than she expects

ENIKO — does his best not to engage in sentiment if he can help it, but he's got a certain softness for kids, especially urchins. he prefers to completely ignore his own childhood, but something something experiencing the self through the lens of the other,, (he just wants them to grow up better than he did)

BRAN — her ship, her mother's signet ring, her crew. sabine. she's covetous by nature, but part of that is that things are imbued with meaning, and she's all about making meanings out of things. and maybe sometimes people. it's about what's hers, y'know?

🍾: Does your OC believe in luck? If so, do they have any charm or ritual they do before a stressful event?

MINAH — minah's pretty firmly opposed to any suggestion of an outside force or power or deity meddling with her life. she's staunchly anti-andrastian, doesn't believe in the dalish creators, and certainly doesn't believe in fate or destiny. that said, it's impossible to go around with a troupe of actors without inheriting a little bit of superstition, so she's got a couple rituals. she mostly keeps them constrained to the theater

ENIKO — grew up always hearing that he was lucky to not be one of the homeless cretins on the street and internalized a whole lot of that. on the flip side, he was decidedly unlucky in the prices he had to pay for a roof and a meal and an education, so... he definitely believes in something, but he hasn't had the time to unpack all that shit and figure out what, exactly. definitely nothing divine, but. something. (this is, in a star wars au, why he makes such a great fuckin' force sensitive street rat)

BRAN — she literally named her ship the luckrunner (a run of good luck, if you will). I don't think she has any specific rituals or the like (a kiss for luck, probably, if sabine is around), but she's definitely got a vein of superstition in her, in the way of any good pirate or storyteller

🍻: What's your OC's favourite comfort ritual? How do they calm themselves down after a rough day?

MINAH — answered! (she hasn't got much by way of rituals, but she'll turn in a little early. this is, I think, not so much a comfort as it is a self-defense mechanism. a real comfort would be a good bath.)

ENIKO — feels most comfortable with a wall at his back and line of sight on multiple exits, but that's not exactly a ritual. if he feels safe enough for it, he'll go over his gear—mend the seams, polish the buckles, sharpen the blades. pick everything apart so he can put it back together again sharp and right, like he's doing the same to himself. lord knows he has plenty of practice being taken apart and being put back together. (depending on the kind of bad day, he might go looking for a companion for the evening, but that's definitely not exactly comforting or calming)

BRAN — also answered! (socialize, unless she needs some alone time, in which case she'll disappear for a bit)



[neoswift]

𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐔𝐒!

dreamies — crush mo daw ako?

dream 00 line + mark — my exes as moira dela torre songs! [ 01 ] [ 02 ]

mark — ‘wag ka nang mawala.

mark — wake me. [ 01 ] [ 02 ]

mark — o, kay tagal din kitang minahal [ 01 ]

renjun — asan ka na ba?

renjun — bad enough for you! [ 01 ] [ 02 ]

jeno — lf: 22 y/o civil eng student—

haechan — bakit zygote…?

haechan — nahack ng lola amour

haechan — catastrophic blues (roommate!hyuck)

haechan — co-parenting (requested!) [ 01 ] [ 02 ]

haechan — back to december

jaemin — basta ikaw.

jaemin — him as your ka-situationship

jaemin — call it what you want (requested!)

jaemin — rich boy!jaemin masterlist

jaemin — happy new year!

jaemin — clandestine meetings

ryujin — roommate!ryujin

coming soon!

𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐔𝐒!

accidentally in love

PAIRING. jeno x fem!oc

SUMMARY. after a photo of him and his co-star makes the headlines, jeno finds himself in a complicated situation with percy kim, his castmate who seems to have some resentment towards him.

[ or alternatively: maybe percy needs to stop holding grudges against her co-star, and maybe jeno needs to study his lines instead of his fake girlfriend. ]

on going!

stay stay stay

PAIRING. haechan x fem!oc

SUMMARY. kung saan aksidenteng napost ni tala ang picture ng non-showbiz boyfriend niyang si donghyuck.

labyrinth

PAIRING. haechan x fem!oc

SUMMARY. hyuck and via have been in the same friend group for years, pero dahil sa dalang nila mag-interact, everyone thinks they don’t like each other. siguro ‘di lang talaga sila close… right?

on going!

paligoy-ligoy

PAIRING. jaemin x reader

SUMMARY. kung saan kumalat na halos sa buong university niyo na may crush ka sa 3rd year pharma student na si jaemin na.

crazy, beautiful you.

PAIRING. jaemin x fem!oc

SUMMARY. after causing trouble (again), a spoiled rich kid is forced to stay with her estranged mother for two months. there, she meets jaemin na, a med student volunteer for the medical mission, who is assigned to be her ‘chaperone’.

got me thinking nonsense!

PAIRING.    jaemin x fem!oc SYNOPSIS.    what are the odds na ‘yung kalandian mo turns out to be the same person na lagi mong kaaway sa twitter? for sab’s case—probably 10/10.

on going!

— do not steal/translate/repost my works anywhere.

[sveasauvageon]

Svea's Instagram Part II || GW/HSWW

☾♔; March 8, 2018 ☾♔; sotd: No Vacancy by Amir (also OneRepublic) ☾♔; comedian otd: SAM MF-ING BEE ☾♔; Character Development (procrastination) ☾♔; {G: GW} https://goo.gl/XSTtMc ☾♔; mod(s): @.themadmonarchist @.maybones et moi ☾♔; {G: HSWW} https://goo.gl/PnjH23 ☾♔; Mod(s): @.miky94

// more GW-set than HSWW-set, but eh, still fits with both //

|| featured not-mine characters (comments and insta) || - Minah Delacroix | @.maybones - Tyler Lee | @.maybones - Eloise Avery | @.themadmonarchist - Theo Nott | @.themadmonarchist - Syn Lothbrok | @.ghostpastey - Damien Greaves | @.natasha-maree13 - Mason Thygeson | @.melophilia-c - Henry Clark | @.lady-stoneheart

*feel free to add comments you want to add from your characters, just write it in the comment section below and include the post number as well please*

1. My beloveds! @.Eloise @.Minah @.Syn #YoullNeverBeAsBeautifulAsMyGurls 😍 😘 Comments: Eloise: Love you both tooo! We all need to go somewhere for the weekend- I feel like we never actually get to do anything anymore #7thyearmisery Svea: YESS!!! we need to apparate somewhere old and classy asap. Prague? Yekaterinburg? Vienna? Eloise: Can we go to all of them? Svea: I'm onboard. Minah: Paris as the last stop, we need to get new matching gowns ;) Svea: then Stockholm too! there's a new Wizard's High Street by Drottningholms slott! Eloise: always.

2. On Wednesdays we study like hell, because we have assignments due! Also, we wear white. #QueenE #EmpressM #DuchessS #EatYourHeartOutGW Photographer; Henry Clark, hence the stupid discount sepia tone (FFS, just use the HD light settings or whatever you nerd)   Comments: Eloise: #whitewednesday Theo: Still don't understand whatever that was about... Svea: it's the #aesthetic of rulers T. Duh-doi!

3. Nyke Svea Estelle hen Sauvageon Lentrot, hen Valyrio Uēpo ānogār iksan.Valyrio muño ēngos ñuhys issa.

4. Breakfast with Grandpapa and Grandmama. Someone was in trouble~~~ It was me. She was mad mother got to meet ze "boyfriend" first. 😑 Comments: Eloise: I want to meet your grandparents.. you don't want to meet mine though :p Svea: aww, darling, come live with us forever! Grandmama will love you more than we love Euphoria! Eloise: I like her already Svea: she'll have an entire suite ready for you by christmas. Eloise: :)

5. Slay #EmpressM #ItGirl 😘 Comments: Eloise: let's be honest, when isn't she slaying? Svea: true Minah: Modesty aside, when aren't we slaying, though? Svea: Marie Antoinette's got nothing on us. Eloise: true though

6. A very smartly dressed Damien Greaves with his default sour mug. A smile every now and then won't kill you, you know. Comments: Damien: Sure it won't kill me but it could mean that someone else is going to die. Do you really think the world needs that Svea? Svea: I want to say no, but sometimes I'm so very tempted.

7. Shopping in Malmö with #Eloise and #Minah. Did we stop by Malmö Arena? OF COURSE! Loreen's aura is still in there! #TonightEternitysAnOpenDoor 💃🎉 Comments: Eloise: I can still hear her voice in my head. Theo: @.Eloise you sure that isn't Tyler's high-pitched tone invading your thoughts? Svea: how very dare you. Tyler's a great singer, but more importantly, LOREEN IS MAJESTIC AND ETHEREAL! HER VOICE IS ETERNAL! Theo: That shrieking is not singing. Svea: If you're talking about T, I'll let it go. You two continue with your weird Love/Hate relationship, but if you're talking about Loreen, soz E, but I gotta Reducto the hell out of your boyfriend. Theo:I was talking about Tyler. Also, I've never heard Loreen and I'm perfectly content with it. Svea: -gasp- you live in a world without light. Well, at least we now know what sound will be filling the Slytherin Dungeons all year long now. Minah: Someone please educate Theo, he needs to be introduced/induced to the Euphoria. Also @.Theo you know I hate Tyler, but you gotta admit he's actually a pretty decent singer #icantbelieveimsayingthis Svea: I know you disapprove, but this is going straight to #GW IT'S FINALLY HAPPENING! THE SHIP IS SAILING! Eloise: Give him some time. I literally just got him to admit that he likes Stromae. Maybe in the next 20 years he'll admit that Loren is a goddess and Euphoria is the anthem of our lives. Also, yes. Tyler does have a nice voice. Theo: @.Minah I hope you know that I am currently screenshotting this to remind you of the lowest point in your life. Svea: I'm screenshotting it to remind her of the beginning of the highest point in her life. okay, second highest. esc is always number one.

8. I don't know how this happened. I can't remember anything. Please explain @.seven.deadly.syns.

9. I DO BELIEVE IN YOU DIMA BILAN!!! MARRY ME! 😍💖💓💒

10. JUST KISS ALREADY!!! @.MASON @SYN 🤞😣

11. He won a bear at the shooting. After two hours and £150. #MuggleCarnival thing.

12. A traditional Sauvageon Midsummer ball. The muggles can dance around their majstån, but we'll be celebrating in style. With #Eloise #Minah #Tyler #Syn #Theo #Damien #Henry #Xander #HouseSauvageon Comments: Lili: don't act cool, we did the maypole dance in the morning. Svea: shush, don't reveal how weird Sverige can be to the rest of the world!

[butterflykeisuke]

PRETTY BOY

(Izana x F!Reader)

Δ “Dun tayo sa Hapon, para ahon” a very random au na kung saan maligaya tayong lahat dahil walang patay na character. Halina't samahan si Y/n sa kaniyang adventures upang landiin ang transferee sa kanilang klase na si Izana Kurokawa

Δ pairings: izana x filipina,f!reader

Δ status: discontinued

Δ none of the characters are mine except for my oc's. plagiarism is a crime, tae na nga gawa q nanakawin mo pa bwct ka

Warnings: Cringy, Random, Walang sinusunod na plot sa tokrev universe para happy tayong lahat

y/n's bitch club

tondo revengers

kabanata 1: pretty boy

kabanata 2: unang araw palang minahal na kita.mp3

kabanata 3: persmob

kabanata 4: paki-explain 10q

kabanata 5: coz mama i'm inlove with a criminal.mp3

kabanata 6: fast talk

kabanata 7: date?

kabanata 8: date.

kabanata 9: calls

kabanata 10: beep beep

kabanata 11: whomstve

kabanata 12: pash pash

[jaelixs]

⌗︎ 𝚖𝚒𝚡𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

⌗︎ 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢.  in which, sujin's attempt to set her best friend up with her crush doesn’t seem to go as planned.

⌗︎ 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎.  smau, friends to lovers, youtuber!enha, non idol!au, fluff

⌗︎ 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐.  sunghoon x oc x jake

⌗︎ 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐.  enhypen, shin yuna as minah, p1harmony’s keeho and theo, epex’s donghyun, kim doyeon as go jiho

⌗︎ 𝚠𝚊𝚛��𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜.  pure chaos, possible curse words, potential angst

⌗︎ 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍.  9. 4. 2021.

⌗︎ 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜.  coming soon.

⌗︎ 𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝.  open !

⌗︎ 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜.  [1] [2] [3]

⌗︎ 𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚜. @enhacolor @julietblackk @mykalon

[lovelylusts]

SERIES ANNOUNCEMENT: Paranoia || OT7

The gang decides to spend their Spring Break at a lake in Chuncheon. Tension courses throughout the trip, until a game of Paranoia halfway through the trip reveals too much about the group of friends.

Pairing: OT7 x respective OCs

Genre: College!AU, SpringBreak!AU, smut, fluff, angst, comedy

Warnings: specified in each chapter

Total word count: tbd

{Introducing a series I just started working on, the Paranoia series! This is based off a game my friends and I used to play at lunch during school and it’s actually how my first boyfriend and I started dating lmao. I wanted to try taking on a bigger project than I usually do, and I recently got very inspired by watching In the Soop. I plan to start releasing these after October because I’m planning some Kinktober drabbles. Also, I’m changing up my story layouts just a bit since my other ones look a little bit amateur. If you guys want to be added to a taglist, comment below, message me, or send me an ask!}

Information below is subject to change:

The sexual tension between Seokjin and Kyungja wouldn’t be so bad if they didn’t like each other. But these two idiots are head-over-heels for each other, and everyone around them knows it but them.

Pairing: Kim Seokjin x OC

Genre: College!AU, SpringBreak!AU, smut, fluff, angst?

Warnings: sexual tension, like a lot of it, more to be added

Word count: tbd

Yoongi and Songjin have been best friends for a good chunk of their lives, and, well, Yoongi just really wants to help a friend out.

Pairing: Min Yoongi x OC

Genre: College!AU, SpringBreak!AU, smut, fluff

Warnings: oral sex (f receiving), handjob, more to be added

Word count: tbd

Eunha loves to dance, and Hoseok would love for Eunha to dance on him, but this time, outside of their college’s dance studio.

Pairing: Jung Hoseok x OC

Genre: College!AU, SpringBreak!AU, smut, fluff

Warnings: lap dance, mentions of exhibitionism, more to be added

Word count: tbd

Namjoon and Sunhwa have been dating for nearly a year with a fulfilling sex life - except for the fact they were both too scared to have the kink talk.

Pairing: Kim Namjoon x OC

Genre: College!AU, SpringBreak!AU, smut, fluff, angst?

Warnings: shoelace bondage (you’ll see), spanking, more to be added

Word count: tbd

Jimin and Seulgi are roommates who happen to have sex. A lot. But there’s just one slight issue: Seulgi secretly likes her fuckbuddy.

Pairing: Park Jimin x OC

Genre: College!AU, SpringBreak!AU, smut, fluff?, angst?

Warnings: switch!Jimin, exhibitionistic masturbation, more to be added

Word count: tbd

After being with Taehyung for nearly four years, as well as being a sophomore in college, Jiyeon begins to feel uneasy about the future she had always dreamed of. Sometimes accidents are meant to happen.

Pairing: Kim Taehyung x OC

Genre: College!AU, SpringBreak!AU, smut, fluff, angst

Warnings: insecurity, impregnation kink, more to be added

Word count: tbd

Jungkook and Minah have been dating for a few months, and now they’re finally ready for the next step - it’s just a matter of finding the right time.

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x OC

Genre: College!AU, SpringBreak!AU, smut

Warnings: older oc, first time, more to be added

Word count: tbd

[issabangtanfic]

[Jungkook] The Windmill House (Chapter 8)

Masterlist

Synopsis: When for once rich doesn’t rhyme with Christian Grey.

Pairing: Jungkook x OC

A/N: Feel free to submit a cover! Tell me what you think in my inbox! Enjoy!

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Swinging my bag over my shoulder and tucking it under my armpit, pick up the large box containing my brand new set of portfolios I just picked up from the printing store. The box obstructing my vision, I trust my instincts to guide me to the office. I close my trunk with one free hand and walk a few steps, peeking to the side of the box to watch for the steps before the double doors.

I give one of the doors a great push with my feet, but it comes back too fast and slams right into me as I try to walk in. Squealing, I lose my balance and send the box flying, falling onto my butt spectacularly.

“Damn it.” I mutter to myself, looking at the dozen of my portfolios scattered next to the tipped box. I reach for one but almost grab two leather shoes.

“I can’t believe how clumsy you are.” Mr.Jeon crouches down before my eyes, all grey suit and sickening looks. I nearly jump.

“What are you doing here?” I ask, my face a mix of horror and surprise.

“I came to pay my consultation fees.” He explains, pricking up each of my photo books and stacking them. I give myself a mental slap and help him clean my mess.

“You forgot to charge me.” He adds. Yeah, that was a detail I wish no one would have noticed.

“Did I?” I feign surprise, and he answers with a soft chuckle. ’S’all good now.” He says reassuringly, getting back up with a cheetah’s ease. He stretches a hand down to me.

“I always pay my debts.” He declares.  I take his hands and try to ignore how it feels around mine and he helps me up, before handing me my box.

“Do you think you’ll be okay with this?” He asks once I can’t see him anymore, and I hear him press the button for the elevator.

“Yes, thank you.” I murmur, so glad that my crimson face is hidden from his view by the cardboard box.

“Have a good day.” I hear him say to me as I step in. Please go away. I punch the third floor button.

“You too.” I choke out as the doors close. I sigh deeply. Please let this be the last of last times I see this man.

“Hi everyone.” I call once I enter the office.

“Morning. You just missed Mr. HotButtocks.”  Jade teases, eyebrows wriggling. Oh, please.

“Who she forgot to charge for the consultations.” Fred chimes in before I can answer, appearing behind Ava with a bunch of folders in his hands. Oh, crap.

“Well, it wasn’t-“

“Save it. He tipped. A lot.” He cuts me off. I almost sigh in relief. “What’s all this?” He asks me.

“Port folios.” I reply, starting to walk to my office again. This is getting heavy.

“Need help?” I hear Ava call after me. I look at her over my shoulder.

“I got it! It’s pancakes that I need Ava!” I retort. When I turn my head back and make a turn down the hallway, I bump into a firm chest,  sending my package flying once more. The content pilled on the floor, I look up to the man in front of me.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” The tall, platinum blonde asian guy says, crouching down to clean the mess. 

“It’s okay.” I reply, more intrigued by the reason of his presence than anything.  I join him on the floor, quickly throwing my portfolios back into the box.

“Kim Namjoon.” He pauses to streatch his hand out.  “I’m the new architect.”

The new architect?

“I’m Maya Fair. Nice to meet you.” I reply, shaking his hand. 

“I had no idea Fred had hired someone.” I tell hm, unable to hide my surprise.

“He thinks it could be plus for the company to have both designers and architects.” My new colleague says to me. It’s not a stupid idea.

“He also told me you would be my partner.” He adds, lifting himself off the floor with the bax in his arms.

“Partner?” I repeat, rising to my feet.

“We have our first client who asked for both a designer and an architect.” He says as I open the door to my office. We’re already starting?!

“It’s 10 ten in the morning.” I gape at him. I’m sure Fred hasn’t communicated on it yet, how would anybody now we have an architect?

“It’s good friend of mine.” He clears up as we both step into my office. Oooh.

“Oh, Maya.” Fred calls from outside the door.

“I see you’ve met Namjoon.” He smiles at the newest employee.

“Yes, he just told me about the two-in-one.” I tell him.

“Then, you’re fine. I gotta go. Bye!” He sings, nearly pirouetting his way out of my office. Namjoon and I both chuckle at him.

“Where should I put this?” He asks, my package still in his hands,

“I could take advantage of your height and have you put it up here.” I propose, pointing at my unused top shelf reserved for my drawing equipment.

“No problem.” Namjoon replies, placing the box on the shelf with ease and grace I could never have.

I thank him warmly and ask him about our appointment today.

“It’s at 2pm, downtown near the design museum. Should we take my car?” He proposes. I don’t mind not driving for once. This two-in-one package has its perks.

“Sure.” I reply.

“I’ll leave you to it, then. See you.” He greets before leaving my office. Taking a cleansing breath, I slide behind my desk, ready to get to work.

“Cute, right?”

I look up and see Ava standing in my doorway, hip jutted ou and a plate of pancakes in her hand. I chuckle rolling my eyes.

“What about Eli?” I shoot back.

“No one’s above Elijah. But he is cute, right?” She replis, walking over to my desk. Ava is addicted to men, it’s crazy. I grab a pancake and shove it down my throat.

“M’yeah.” I mumble. He is cute, but the. real snack is that pancake for me.

“He’s from Seoul, graduated from Barlett, and worked with people like Emma Thomson and the Beckham’s.” She gives me his whole resume without me asking, raising her eyebrows in excitement. So he’s high class, huh?

“Aren’t we a little small for him?” I raise a brow, and Ava replies with a clueless shrug.

“You know, Maya.” She trails off. “I had no idea Jeon was putting you through all this.”

“It’s fine, Ava. Really.” I reply dismissively, reaching out for a second pancake. 

“It’s all behind me now.” I reassure her.

“I can’t wait to get back to work actually.” I say excitedly.

“Well, I’ll let you do just that.” She declares, turning on her heels.

“Thanks for the pancakes!” I say to her back before she exits the room.

-

“Miss Fair?”

I lift my head from my scribbles and see Mr.Namjoon standing in the doorway of my office.

“It’s Maya. We’re colleagues.” I give him a warm smile that he returns immediately.

“Okay well, you can call me Joon if you want. ” He says to me.

“Joon. Is it time?” I ask him.

“Yep.”

“I’ll be there in a minute.”

“I’ll be outside.” He says before closing the door and ambling off. I quickly gather my belongings, my portfolio, my tablet and my note bad, before joining Namjoon at the elevator.

“Who are we meeting?” I ask him.

“Choi Minah. A friend from Seoul.” He explains. I’m meeting a lot of Korean people these days. From Mr.Jeon to him to Mrs.Choi.

“Oh.”

“She’s a designer for Alexander McQueen.” He tells me, though I don’t really know what to do with this information.

“Interesting.” I say to myself. So he’s a high-class architect bringing us his high-class clients. Why did he settle for us? We are way too small of a company.

-

“A round apartment in a square building?” I utter once we're out of the appointment. Miss Choi has been very friendly with us, she's easy going, funny and very elegant as I had imagined, but she's also very edgy.

She likes vintage decors, clothes and even vintage movies. She lives in the wrong century. Her requirements were...disruptive. Not impossible to realize, just very...interesting.

“Rita doesn’t do conventional.” Namjoon explains as we walk back to his car. We both know that's an understatement. She's unique.

“Had the building been round she would’ve wanted a triangle house.” He muses.

“If she’s opting for minimalism I won’t be much help.” I retort. The project sounds amazing, but I don't see how I can ring much to it. Namjoon might as well have gone alone and asked for advice if be needed any.

“Of course you would. You’ve done plenty of such projects.” He counters.

“How do you know?” I ask, squinting my eyes at him. He gives me an embarrassed smile.

“I borrowed one of your portfolios.” He admits. 

“Borrowed?” I repeat. When did he do that.

“It fell out of your box.” He says. I lift an eyebrow. What a sneaky dude.

“I was going to give it back, I promise.” He says reassuringly. Oh, whatever.

"Well we could trade portfolios. I'd like to see your work." I tell him.

"I'll get you- Oh.” Namjoon freezes and stops in his tracks, eyes glued to a sign. Looking in the same direction, I realise we’re in front of the design museum, and he is reading the colourful banner above the entry.

“An RCR exposition?” He says under his breath.

“What’s that?” I enquire, clueless.

“Rafael Aranda, Carme Pigen dnd Ramon Vilalta, three of the best architects in the entire world." He nearly gushes, a smile stretching his face. Well, if you say so…

 “I knew they were in London to work on a house, but I had no idea they would have an exposition here.” He mumbles to himself, frowning deeply. I read the sign.

“It’s the last day.” I remark. “Do you want to have a quick look?” I propose, and he directs his frown to me.

“Shouldn’t we get back to the office?” He says. Well, we can always take the long way home.

“Fred won’t know.” I say reassuringly, I always make pit stops between meetings if I ever have to.

“I don’t know if I should be doing this on my first day.” He mumbles, scratching the back of his neck.  Don’t tell me he’s a bootlicker!

“Oh, come on.” I refrain an eye roll. “We can be out in ten minutes. Plus, it’s your last chance.” I argue, and that seems to do the trick.

“A quick look then.” He says quietly, refraining a smile to hide his excitement. 

Jeez, he must really love these guys. As an interior designer I’ve always been interested in architecture. I have always admired the way our ancestors have pushed the limits of what we could build, of how they could create entire spaces that tell stories. 

Namjoon. and I walk into the museum and amble in the middle f the exhibit. For someone so excited about these architect, my colleague seems to be skimming over each model and picture quite fast, almost as if h was looking for something.

“It’s there.” He nearly gasps, stopping in front of a replica of a cubic, rainbow-gradient coloured building.

“El petit Combe.” He says. I take a closer loo at the colourful yet minimalistic square.

“They made this in collaboration with Lego’s.” He explains to me. Now that I know that, I’m less bothered by all the squareness of the place.

“Playing with Lego’s is actually what made me want to be an architect. Before my parents would start buying me equipment to draw plans, I would use Lego’s to build models.” He explains to me. What a lovely story. And what a ingenious kid he must have been! I remember doing the exact same thing with Lego’s whenever I wanted to change the layout of my bedroom, but when I was a teen.

“And this actually is a school in Spain.” He says, pointing at “El Petit Combe”.

“Imagine going to school in a Lego building.” He whispers to himself. His passion for architecture is nearly palpable, the excitement in his eyes visible and almost contagious.

“Are they building a Lego house in London? Is that why they’re here?” I enquire, which makes him chuckle.

“I wish.” He says, walking away from his favorite piece. I follow him to wards the back of the room to see the rest of the exhibit. “I haven’t been up to date with the project, but I think they’re finishing their Mesh Manor.”

“Mesh Manor?”

“Ever heard of the Mesh House in Hampstead?”

I shake my head, and he fishes his phone out of his pocket.

“It looks like this.” He says, showing me a picture. Ah, mesh as in mesh textures in modelling softwares!

“They’re using the same concept but making it their own. On a bigger scale.” He explains. “Speaking of the devil.”

He stops in front of a replica of what would be the manor. My brain can’t really wrap itself around the idea of having such a big building built like this. The scale of this project is huge. But it doesn’t feel at all like a manor, just like a manor-size piece of contemporary art.

“You can hardly call this a manor.” I remark.

“It fits the definition.” He retorts. I mean, yeah, if it comes with enough land.

“I wonder what the inside looks like.” I muse. I am currently imagining luxurious minimalism, which of course would fit but which I am also bored of.

“I’m curious to see what they were trying to express with this.” I tell myself. “I hope it’s not minimalism.”

“Well, you could see for yourself.”

When I snap my head towards Namjoon, he’s reading a leaflet he found next to the description of the replica.

“They’re doing an inauguration party.” He tells me. Oh, do they?! I could go with Sidney. She loves acting fancy.

“Certified designers and architects only.” He mumbles. Oh, that kind of party?! 

“Proof of employment should be sent to this e-mail address for an invitation to be sent to you.” He reads. That is super selective. Well, it’s a high class project carried out by high-class architects. 

“Dress code: suit and tie or cocktail dress.” He finishes. That sounds a lot of fun, but I can’t go with my baker of a roommate.

"Would you like to go with me?” He proposes. 

What? He’s already asking me out on a date. I have nothing against him, but I’ve had enough os testosterone for at least a month. Hell, I’m so fucking blind I hadn’t noticed he was interested in me.

“Not as a date though.” He adds quickly. i blink up at him.

“I’m really not trying to ask you out.” He says. If we weren’t on the same page I’d be offended.

“But if we both enjoy architecture, we can have a good time.” He explains, and I hide my relief. This could be fun. 

“Sure!” I nod vigorously. “Sure. It’ll be fun.”

He grins, eyes almost disappearing.

“Perfect.” He pipes up. Looks like I have a not-a-date this weekend. "We should get back to the office now."

[baejl]

Do you write hypotheticals? If yes, I wonder who were the potential love interests for your characters? Especially JaeIn and Moon? If there weren't any, you can ignore this, I'm just curious 😝 I was working on my characters and realized that there are multiple people to choose from! - 🍁

I’m the worse choosing the love interests for my oc’s, I change them a lot before finally choosing one habshashas! 

For Moon, I was between Beomgyu from TXT and even when Moon and Lucas fought, I thought about I.N from Stray Kids to her love interest. But I thought that putting someone from TXT and SKZ would be just too obvious so, after a long time thinking about what to do, I decided to let her with Lucas (that’s when all the drama about her birthday began). 

For Jaein I remember I even did a survey! I was between JB and Lay - I also thought about Jaehyun I thought having two NCT members as my oc’s love interests would be too biased. But then Jade came (🤡). Luckily, I never had any problems about Jade’s boyfriend because I always thought of her and Johnny, so it was easier. 

Minah’s was really simple too. I was between Taehyung and Mingyu but I decided to make Taehyung as her ex and Mingyu as her boyfriend because I had some drama on my mind.

And then, we have Somi - aka my biggest nightmare when it comes to love interests. At the beggining, I was between putting her with an older man (it was Leeteuk at first, but I changed it to GD), a 95 liner (that would be Taehyung to do a whole Minah x Taehyung x Somi drama) and Taemin. I decided to make Taemin as her ex and GD as her bf, turns out we had an unintentional plot with Kai x Jennie x GD x Somi...

The end 😁

[chronicfangirling]

KDA In Excelsis: Ch19 (The King’s Avatar AU, CEO!Hakyeon, Gamer!Hongbin, VIXX x OCs ) Character Charts [x]

Hana entered the tent bar and gaped at the sight of Choi Sooyeon and Kim Minah, each clinging to one of Hongbin’s arms.

Before she could say anything, he cried: “This isn’t what it looks like!”

“No?” she raised an eyebrow.

“No!”

“Really... because it looks like they’re being annoying drunks and won’t let you leave.”

“Oh...” Hongbin nodded. “Then it’s exactly what it looks like.”

Sooyeon giggled, waving a fist to punch his chest, but ended up smacking him in the throat instead. “Uh-oh, you’re in trouble.”

Hongbin coughed, glaring at Sooyeon, then turned back to Hana, frowning. “You know what, I don’t have to explain anything to you.”

“I didn’t say you had to,” Hana sighed, walking to the tent bar lady to place an order. Suddenly, she heard him call from behind.

“Wait!--I don’t have to but I want to.”

Hana looked over her shoulder and met his gaze, both of them not saying anything.

Sooyeon broke the silence: “O-M-G, could you two like--fix your issues in private?!”

“We could have, if the two of you would stop clinging to me!” Hongbin shouted.

Hana walked over to the group, but before she could do anything, two dashing, well-dressed men burst into the tent bar at the same time. Hakyeon and Taekwoon attempted to elbow each other out of the way as they rushed to the table.

“What are you doing to Sooyeon?” Hakyeon screamed in an accusatory tone. 

“What are you doing to Minah?” Taekwoon yelled at the same time.

“It’s obvious that they’re the ones who are doing something to him!” Hana cried, standing before the two men, her hands planted on her hips.

The two CEOs glanced at Sooyeon and Minah clinging to Hongbin, then bowed their heads sheepishly. “Oh, right...” Hakyeon murmured.

“Get your women off of me!” Hongbin demanded.

Hakyeon gulped, before launching into a rapid spiel: “Umm, well, she’s not really my woman, that is--I’m here in my capacity as a CEO who’s concerned for an employee...”

Pale skin flushed, Taekwoon stammered: “P-P-Preposterous, that’s so improper, didn’t you learn any manners--”

“These sempais are so useless sometimes...” Hana rolled her eyes, then spun around to stare down Sooyeon and Minah. “Are you two really not going to let him go??”

Sooyeon immediately released Hongbin and latched unto Hakyeon, nuzzling against his shoulder. “Hakyeonie!!”

Hakyeon gulped again. “Hakyeon...ie?”

Hana tapped her foot as she returned Minah’s scowl, without blinking. Finally, Minah wobbled away from Hongbin. “Pft, you deserve to sweat a little more for what you’ve been doing.”

Hana rolled her eyes again. “And what exactly is it that I’ve been doing?!”

Taekwoon had been hovering close to Minah, and stabilized her with a hand on her elbow. She looked at him, then her eyes closed and she fell against him.

He caught her, murmuring softly: “Kim Minah, are you... awake?”

“No.”

He blinked. “No?” 

Her eyes still shut and her body limp in his arms, she said: “My friends told me to pretend to sleep when something like this happens.”

“Something like... what?”

“She means when a man she’s interested in helps her when she’s drunk, duh!” Sooyeon cackled, thumping at Hakyeon’s chest lightly with catpawed fists. Then she shook her head, swinging a catpaw at Taekwoon who was becoming redder by the second. “Aww, it’s really obvious that you’re a rich boy who inherited being CEO and didn’t earn it. You don’t seem very smart--eek!” She nearly fell when Minah pounced on her. 

Minah yanked at the ends of Sooyeon’s scarf. “You take that back!” 

Sooyeon managed to push the other woman away and hid behind Hakyeon, wrapping her arms around his waist. “Hakyeonie! I’m scared!”

Hana found herself stumbling a little when Hongbin shoved her behind him as Minah tried to lunge for Sooyeon again. “Weren’t you supposed to be asleep?” he snapped.

Minah paused, the wheels in her head almost visibly turning, and then she fell into Taekwoon’s arms again, making him turn so red he looked ready to burst.

“Princess, here you go! I cooked fresh tteokbokki for your order.” The tent bar lady arrived with three containers of tteokbokki.

Hongbin snatched it, up and away of Hana’s reach, and paid for it with his free hand. Taking the old order of tteokbokki, he dumped it on Hakyeon. “You dispose of this, because this was your woman’s waste.”

Leaving Hakyeon to blubber his protests, Hana and Hongbin walked out of the stall and were met by Mingyu, BamBam, and Yugyeom, all pouting at Hongbin.

“You ditched Mom and us so you can hang out with two other women?!” Mingyu shrieked.

Leaving Hongbin to complain on his own, Hana took one of the tteokbokki boxes and shared it with Yugyeom and BamBam, walking away.

Behind them, Mingyu was howling: “Explain!” 

“I don’t have to explain to you and I don’t want to explain to you.” Hongbin retorted, following them.

There was a scuffle and a choked rebuke from Hongbin when Mingyu caught him in a headlock and dragged him on the way. “Explain!”

“He’s like a violent puppy!” Hongbin groaned.

“Yeah,” Hana agreed. “I think he takes after you in that regard.”

Hongbin scoffed and Mingyu shoved him away, both of them yelling: “No way!”

BamBam looked them up and down, before declaring: “Yes way.”

[dongiesdimples]

Hi! I do M/M, M/F, F/F, Canon x Canon, Canon x OC, OC x OC, Polygamy, etc... (open to mostly everything!!!)

My preferred writing style is literate, at least 3ish paragraphs (depending on the situation) but I would be more than happy to match the writing style of my partner!

The fandoms I'm very interested in and am searching for are:

Kpop (list of groups below)

Star Wars

Harry Potter

Borderlands (1, 2 & 3)

Spiderman (any version)

Legend of Zelda

Left 4 Dead (1 & 2)

Marvel (any superheros)

Disney

Jurrasic Park/World

Pokemon

How to Train Your Dragon (1, 2, 3 & shows)

Avatar

Once Upon a Time

Kdramas

Etc...

For rps, I love doing everything from normal aus to extravagant aus outside of their normal universe! Any of the fandoms listed above I'd be extremely happy to work the rp into an au in the universe of the fandom!

Example: two kpop idol characters getting accepted into Hogwarts and attending the school of wizardry

AUs I like are:

Supernatural (werewolves, vampires, demons/devils, angels, shapeshifter, etc...)

Alpha, Omega & Beta

Wolves ^^^

Androids

Dystopian

Royalty

Futuristic

Historial

Etc...

The groups I know the best and would be the most comfortable roleplaying with are listed below, but if you don't see your favorite or desired group to do with, just ask! I may have forgotten to list them, or I might not know them too well, but I love to learn about new groups!

Girl Groups:

Dreamcatcher (JiU x SuA, Siyeon x Yoohyeon, Handong x Yoohyeon, Siyeon x Dami, JiU x Handong, Siyeon x Gahyeon, SuA x Siyeon, Dami x Gahyeon)

Red Velvet (Irene x Seulgi, Seulgi x Wendy, Irene x Wendy, Irene x Joy, Seulgi x Joy)

MAMAMOO (Solar x Moonbyul, Moonbyul x Hwasa, Solar x Wheein, Moonbyul x Wheein, Wheein x Hwasa)

(G)I-DLE (Minnie x Yuqi, Soyeon x Yuqi)

LOONA (Yves x Chuu, Gowon x Olivia, Kim Lip x JinSoul)

EVERGLOW (Aisha x Mia)

BLACKPINK (Jisoo x Rosé, Jisoo x Lisa, Rosé x Lisa)

GFRIEND (Sowon x Yuju, Sowon x SinB, Yuju x SinB)

TWICE (Mina x Sana, Tzuyu x Sana, Dahyun x Sana)

EXID (Hani x Solji, Solji x LE)

SNSD (Girl's Generation)

f(x) (Amber x Krystal, Krystal x Luna)

Girl's Day (Hyeri x Yura, Hyeri x Minah)

KHAN

AOA (Chanmi x Seolhyun)

PRISTIN (specifically V) (Eunwoo x Rena, Rena x Nayong, Nayong x Eunwoo)

Boy Groups:

BTS (Jimin x Taehyung, Taehyung x Jungkook, Jimin x Jungkook, Suga x Jimin)

DAY6

NCT DREAM

NCT U

NCT 127

WAYV

SuperM

EXO

SEVENTEEN

TXT

A.C.E (Wow x Byeongkwan)

SHINee

K.A.R.D (I know it's integrated-) (BM x J.Seph, Jiwoo x Somin)

VIXX

ATEEZ (Seonghwa x Hongjoong, Seonghwa x San, Seonghwa x Yeosang, Hongjoong x Yeosang, San x Wooyoung)

Soloists:

Sunmi

Chungha

Somi

[sveasauvageon]

Svea's Snapchat || HSWW

☾♔; March 3, 2018 ☾♔; sotd: Aphrodisiac by Eleftheria Eleftheriou ☾♔; comedian otd: Sean Lock   ☾♔; Svea's Snapchat ☾♔; {G} https://goo.gl/PnjH23 ☾♔; Mod(s): @.miky94

inspired by @.themadmonarchist

TBH, I'm not very familiar with snapchat, my only understanding of it is from tv shows and such. I've never even had an account. Having said that, I'm super in love with this group and totally wanted to make one anyway. XP

Featured not-mine OC's (in order of first appearance) - Henry Clark | @.lady-stoneheart - Syn Lothbrok | @.ghostpastey - Minah Delacroix | @.maybones - Mason Thygeson | @.melophilia-c - Tyler Lee | @.maybones - Eloise Avery | @.themadmonarchist - Theo Nott | @.themadmonarchist - Tavvy Thygeson | @.melophilia-c

Posts (or snaps, or whatever) -going top to bottom, left to right-

1. Caption: I need it in my life!!!!   Context: A fashion show somewhere. Defs somewhere in Europe, I wanna say Milan, just because. (okay, tbh, I need it in my life. It's so perfect for like half of my oc's! someone who's good at editing please make an edit of it for me!)

2. Caption: Oh look, a pretty fountain! #howhipsterofme Context: Idk what I'm doing. the stupid hashtag is supposed to a stupid joke. I don't get it either.

3. Caption: He looks so serious, but he's crying inside. Context: he crying because his girlfriend cannot turn off eurovision. it too AWESOME!!!! That's around the 6th straight hour of an endless loop of Yodel it. Tag: @.lady-stoneheart (Henry Clark)

4. Caption: "Hufflepunk" more like huffleHOTAF. Context: I didn't really have one when I picked, I just thought she looked mega hot, but I'll say it Syn with Svea and some others at Allsång På Skansen (a swedish outdoor concert type thing that happens every tuesday during the summer, Eurovision artists always show to perform. Not all of them and not on every day, but at least once. Mooms-mooms hosted it a few times, performed in 2015 after he won.) Tag: @.ghostpastey (Syn Lothbrok)

5. Caption: When your aunt keeps playing the piano despite 12 reminders that she can't. #drunkAF Context: Aunt Brigitta getting drunk af at a christmas party and banging her fingers on the piano for some reason. Idk why.

6. Caption: Okay, Europe is drunk. There's like 3 hours left, but someone call us a cab after please. Context: The Eurovision Song Contest. That's all the context you need tbh.

7. Caption: A flower crown for a flower Queen Context: again, I got nothing. I should've left out these captions. I just saw it and it reminded me of Minah. Tag: @.maybones (Minah Delacroix)

8. Caption: yike, why so serious? Context: nope, nothing. Absolutely none. I just thought it was funny, which it's not 'cause Hannibal. But idk. Tag: @.melophilia-c (Mason Thygeson)

9. Caption: Just the absolute cutest! Context: sister-complex, she definitely has some kind of a sister-complex. Not as bad as Henry's (@.lady-stoneheart) brother-complex, but still.

10. Caption: Embrasse-moi dis-moi que tu m'aimes #JUSTKISSALREADY Context: actual aggressive shipper, Svea Sauvageon Tag: @.maybones (Minah Delacroix and Tyler Lee)

11. Caption: Got her in the dress, but the black lipstick stayed. She pulled it off, but still! Context: Idk, some fancy pants Scandi party with Syn. Tag: @.ghostpasty (Syn Lothbrok)

12. Caption: Black and white makes everyone look, and then there's you. how the fu.ck is anyone that beautiful? Context: I got nothing. My heart just skipped 60 beats when I saw the picture. Tag: @.themadmonarchist (Eloise Avery)

13. Caption: Always posing for google earth. Context: fck all. I dunno, maybe caught posing whilst they're all studying in the library or something? Idk. Tag: @.themadmonarchist (Theo Nott)

14. Caption: Goding. Context: I don't really have any. I just thought it'd be hilarious for Svea to send that snap to Syn with that caption (which the swedish "term of endearment", apparently, meaning "tasty") Tag: @.lady-stoneheart (also kind of @.ghostpastey)

15. Caption: What a cutie. Context: fck all. I got nothing, I just think she looks super cute there. Tag: @.melophilia-c (Tavvy Thygeson)

16. Caption: I can't tell if my room is actually that bright, or it's just my eyes readjusting. Context: Not as funny as some pun I had an hour ago, but I forgot it! Anyway, it's about the lack of light and sht in the slytherin common room and dorms, since they're in the dungeons and beneath the Black Lake.

[hauntbreaker]

OC SHIPS TAG GAME <3

Rules: bold the themes that apply to your ship, and italicize the theme if it’s one-sided, within your story.

Woojin x Minah

height difference / mutual pining / first kiss / wedding / in-jokes / lgbt+ / family disapproves / would die for each other / would kill for each other / fake relationship / arranged wedding / cuddlers / pda friendly / and they were room mates / holding hands / secret relationship / opposing world views / getting a pet / have kids / want kids / grow old together / relationship failures / rests head on shoulder / share a bed / token dummies / relationship doubts / they have a song / first date / sharing a blanket / mutual interests / study buddies / bathing together / crash into hello / accidental nudity / laundry / same hobbies / cooking for each other / big fancy gala / sibling rivalry / hair stroking / sitting on each other’s laps / sexual tension / can’t be together / age gap / battle couple / Friends to Lovers / Enemies to Lovers / Lovers to Enemies / keeping secrets / love after loss / exes / declaration of love / flirting / love triangle / destructive romance / envy / “I Don’t Want to Ruin Our Friendship” / shared values / slow burn / does not end well / happily ever after / love letters

tagged by: dash ! tagging: anyone !

[prettywordsyouleft]

The Sex Contract - Chapter 25 [Final]

Genre: friends to lovers au / friends with benefits / mature content / romance / angst

Characters: Shim Changmin x Kaia Ashton (OC)

A/N: Due to the overwhelming request I have followed your encouragement to bring back one of my older stories. This was back in a time where OCs were everything and writing one chapter in each main’s point of view was the trend. I hope that even though I have edited this drastically, that you can appreciate this story comes from my older style of writing. I definitely still read this often and find it enjoyable so I hope you will too.

Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 - FINAL

Thank you to everyone who has been reading along with this story. I’ve grown so much as a writer from this story, but I’m glad so many were still able to appreciate it along with me! It’s been a very cliche and dramatic journey, but a fun one all the same! Xxx

Chapter 25 – Changmin’s POV.

“No way!”

“Come on Changmin, it makes sense to!”

He shook his head, reaching out for the pen within Kaia’s hand and taking it from her. “No way are we doing this!”

“Why not? It worked in the past.” She pouted for a moment and then grinned, darting under his arm and racing over to her desk. Changmin chased after the British woman, trying to grab the new pen within her grasp.

“And how well did it work out for us huh?”

Kaia smiled. “Look at us now, we’re together, doesn’t that mean something?”

“It means we got lucky this time around.” Changmin eyed the pen and tried to get it again. “Besides for a while there we were both miserable because of the contract. Why on earth should we create another?”

“We were miserable because we both fell in love and didn’t confront the issue, not because of the contract itself,” Kaia corrected pointedly and dashed back to the pad of paper on the kitchen bench. Changmin followed her, resigning to her point momentarily.

“Fair call, but it caused a huge mess. I’m not going to sign another contract with you.”

“Not even in marriage?”

Changmin’s eyes nearly fell out of his head. “That’s a bit of a leap forward. We’ve been dating two months, not two years, Kai.”

“So in two years I should expect a proposal?” she teased and Changmin shook his head rapidly, her infectious laughter filling the room. “Teasing you is just too easy these days! And everyone calls you the witty, sarcastic one!”

“Guess I’ve met my match then,” Changmin stated, moving closer to the caramel haired woman and yanking the pad away. “Let’s allow our relationship to just travel its own course yeah?”

“You were the one so keen for a contract last time. Besides, I’m not just dating any guy but Shim Changmin of TVXQ. Give me back that pad!” She yanked it from his hand and began writing furiously, intriguing Changmin.

He leaned over her shoulder and gaped. “No spending time with female celebrities? How is that fair? It’s part of my job to be around them!”

“Should I remind you of Kaori Kimura or have you forgotten her?”

“Kaia, that was one incident and she and I have no connection anymore!”

“Fine, no accepting fake relationships for the purpose of career opportunities then!” she corrected the first stipulation on the paper and Changmin decided to add his own, smiling as he wrote it down. “I’m not allowed to hang out with male celebrities? I still have my part-time job at SME Min; surely I’m allowed to have interaction with them.”

Changmin shook his head. “Strictly teacher-student only.”

“Fine, but there are other men out there other than SM idols.” Changmin groaned at her confidence and took the word celebrity away from her clause. Kaia rolled her eyes.

They continued to add more and more ridiculous stipulations onto the piece of paper, all outdoing the previous one. Eventually, they were laughing too hard to continue, Kaia resting against him as she tried to settle her laughter. Changmin pulled her into his arms, lifting her up onto the bench so they were closer in height. She smiled, leaning down to capture his lips and Changmin savoured the taste of her, knowing he would never get sick of kissing his girlfriend. Even though it was early days into their actual official relationship, they already were too accustomed with each other to have issues that would make him think this was going to be a short term arrangement. He needed no contract to tell him to avoid the other female species in the world. As cheesy as he had become, the only woman that Changmin was interested in was already in his arms. Though he decided there was no harm in keeping Han Ye Seul as a fantasy interest.

Kaia moved away from him and turned back to the paper, ripping the top sheet off and then picked up the pen again. She began to intently write once more and for a few minutes, Changmin waited to see what she had put down. Handing it to him and hopping off the bench, Kaia waited for his response.

“To always be honest, to talk out our issues, to not get jealous of the people within our lives, to continue doing everything we did as friends, to enjoy the physical elements of our relationship, to always love each other and eventually get married and start a family.” Changmin looked up from the list at the expectant woman. He smiled. “Is this our new contract?”

Kaia nodded. “If you can handle it.”

Changmin placed the pad back on the bench and shook his head. “You forgot something.”

“I did?”

“Yup, but don’t worry I’ll add it on.” He then scribbled it down, stepping aside so Kaia could see.

“To tell the world we’re dating?” Kaia blinked a couple of times. “I thought we decided to keep it a secret for now, because of my new job at Vogue Magazine. People might see my position gained as a result of being with you.”

“That was won on your own hard merit working at Korea Star. Minah was right to get you writing under your real name, it opened the doors into real editorials for you.”

Kaia nodded weakly. “Do, do you really think we should do it?”

“Well, it’s not like I’ve ever proclaimed to my fans that I want them to love me forever.” Changmin grinned. “In fact, you’ve always pointed out to me that I need to treat my fans better, how better than telling them the truth?”

“You still don’t get what I mean by that!”

“Don’t you want to be like Abby?” Changmin asked, and Kaia’s eyes flashed in recognition. “She was dating Junsu for six months and now it’s out. Do you want to wait until then? That’s another four months of trying to schedule things in private places and not get caught in the same car. People have been following me more since Kaori too.”

“You bring up Junsu so easily,” she observed and Changmin smiled. “It is tempting to get it out in the open I guess. Your management will have a field day though.”

“Manager hyung will smooth it over, he has a thing for you, remember?”

“Speaking of SM, I need to get to the office for class.” Kaia stepped away but Changmin grabbed her wrist. “What?”

“We haven’t signed and dated it yet.”

Kaia laughed. “I thought you didn’t want another contract?”

“I like this one. It’ll be easy to keep to.”

“We thought the last one was too in the beginning.” Kaia laughed and signed it all the same. Changmin took the pen and scrawled his signature, chuckling as Kaia slapped his arm. “Not again Changmin! I told you last time to stop signing it like an autograph! Now we won’t have enough room for additional clauses!”

“I don’t plan on making any more,” Changmin told her and kissed her forehead. “Come on, I’ll take you into work.”

“You’re not wasting any time with the last stipulation,” she replied and they headed out to his car, driving to the SME building in comfortable silence. They continued together to the classroom, Changmin’s eyes darting towards a door on the opposite wall. A smile grew on his lips and he yanked Kaia back to it, pushing her inside before locking the door behind them.

“Really Min?”

Changmin pressed her up against the wall and kissed her briefly. “Maybe we could try and keep it on the low a little longer.”

“You like this room a little too much,” she mentioned, though her hands were already unbuttoning his shirt. Changmin grinned before kissing her again; feeling excitement in the room where everything had truly begun. If he had read all the signs back then, Changmin would have realised he was already falling in love with Kaia the first time they had sex in here. It was funny just how blind he had been to everything back then. With his newfound clarity on everything, Changmin was certain that whether they kept their relationship under wraps for much longer or not, this room would always be one of creating memories.

Strangely enough, Changmin was also anticipating meeting all the clauses of the new contract with Kaia. It held its own challenges, but he was certain keeping to it would be easier than other aspects in his life. He liked that he now had a different future ahead of him to share with the woman he wanted to protect.

He wasn’t just Shim Changmin, one half of TVXQ anymore. He was a man in love with the best type of woman - his best friend.

The End.

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[lovelylusts]

Paranoia || 1 - Unfortunate Events || Kim Seokjin || TEASER

The sexual tension between Seokjin and Kyungja wouldn’t be so bad if they didn’t like each other. But these two idiots are head-over-heels for each other, and everyone around them knows it but them.

Pairing: Kim Seokjin x OC

Genre: College!AU, SpringBreak!AU, smut (in final version), fluff

Warnings (not final!!): Seokjin is a master chef, sexual tension, unfortunate boners, more sexual tension, dirty talk, hair pulling, oral sex (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), begging, unprotected sex (Kyungja is on birth control)

Teaser warnings: sexual tension, friendly competition, and of course, an unfortunate boner <3

Final word count: tbd (currently at 9k)

Teaser word count: 474

Upload date: tbd, but hopefully by the end of the month!

A/N: After a very long wait, I’m excited to announce that the first part of the Paranoia series will be up very soon! So, to build up some hype, here’s a little snippet! Teaser below the cut :)

“Scared of losing, Oppa?” Kyungja taunted as she tossed the ping-pong ball in her hand a few times.

“To you? Pffft,” he scoffed. “Like I’m scared of you.”

“Aw, Seokjinnie-oppa,” she teased with an exaggerated pout. “You should be.” With a wink, she began to prepare her first serve. Their friends gathered around the table, some of them holding different alcoholic beverages, and began cheering for the one they assumed would win.

Seokjin was doing great at the beginning of the game - in fact, he was ahead of Kyungja by two points - but that was ruined when after one particular hit, the woman released a grunt that only a man as whipped for her as he was would say sounded pornographic.

After that it all went downhill.

“Come on, hyung! I don’t wanna cook,” Namjoon shouted as he intently watched the small plastic ball go back and forth. How was Seokjin supposed to apologize to his little brother-figures? How could he reveal the embarrassing fact that hearing a small, insignificant grunt from his best friend and high school crush caused him to lose focus because his blood began to leave his brain so that he could only think with his now throbbing cock.

It was now towards the end of the game. Seokjin was losing, three points behind, whereas Kyungja only needed one more win before she and the others had to decide what Seokjin, Namjoon, Jimin, and Jungkook would have to cook that night.

“You’ve got this, unnie!” Minah beamed in an encouraging tone, clapping her hands and jumping up and down.

How adorable, Kyungja thought to herself with a smile. She and Jungkookie are perfect for each other. Pushing her happy little thought to the side, she aimed for what she hoped would be her last serve, beginning the intense match. The two opponents focused on the ball - well, Seokjin tried to, but of course he had to deem Kyungja’s look of concentration as one of seduction. He lost. Bad.

“Oh no!” Kyungja feigned disappointment. “Guess we have to decide what our lovely boys will cook for us tonight.” Kyungja and Seokjin approached each other, meeting towards the middle of the table. Any on-looker - hell, even their own friends - could sense the tension between the two. They were standing far closer to each other than they thought, their eyes piercing each other, before Seokjin held his hand out in front of it.

“Good game,” he said with an exaggerated sigh. “Rematch tomorrow?”

“I’d love a rematch,” Kyungja hissed. “But until then, us winners have to decide what we want for dinner.” She winked, causing his already hard length to twitch in his underwear, and she walked over to the rest of the group, oblivious to Seokjin’s lingering gaze on her swaying hips.

She’s going to be the death of me, isn’t she?