#mujin one-shot

[sillyabtmusic]

Kingmaker second fanclub - Mujin + Bonus

[kingdomstims]

-> this mujin scene in excalibur. stimboard

[ID: A 3x3 stimboard of 8 GIFs surrounding a central image. GIF 1: A pan over of woods taken from behind some leaves as sunlight flashes. GIF 2: A view of misty woods with sunlight shining through the trees, lighting this mist orange. GIF 3: A misty hot spring with rippling water and vibrant green foliage. GIF 4: A view of a camera screen as someone takes a picture of sun-lit woods. Image: A scene from the Kingdom Excalibur music video of Mujin standing in misty woods and holding a sword in front of his face. GIF 5: A view moving past a tree to approach a rippling stream with flowers along the bank. GIF 6: A pan-over of green growth on the floor of the woods. GIF 7: A view looking up at a blue sky and moving past silhouetted trees as beams of sun shine through them. GIF 8: A mist-covered stream in a lush forest. End ID]

[curi0us-gh0st]

Hi! May I please request dating headcanons (sfw and nsfw) for Choi Mujin and Gangjae (separately) with a female reader who is not in a gang but works as a office worker? Thank you ❤️

Love in the Office (Choi Mujin x Do Gangjae)

pairings: Choi Mujin x Fem!Reader!Secretary, Do Gangjae x Fem!Reader!Secretary

word count: 0.8k

genre: fluffy, smut

warnings: voyeurism, fuck in anger, protuberance, blowjob (let me know if something went unnoticed)

a/n: I know it took me a while, so I was without internet and had some delays, I'm writing the other requests, sorry for the delay!

Choi Mujin

★ When you walked into the office to be his secretary, you didn't know that he was a mobster who had been wanted for years, that's for sure.

★ You were so polite and kind to everyone in the company that some even felt bad about you working for them in such a violent industry.

★ Mujin was proud of how you decorated his favorite cafe, how he liked things and organized his appointment schedule.

★ He also felt a little jealous seeing some of your boys asking you out or singing you, of course, in those tight skirts you wore exposing your legs so wonderful and your blouses tight or almost transparent that there was no drool on your breasts.

★ When one day, after a fight, he arrived furious, hurt and frustrated, opening the doors violently and cursing God and the world. His eyes fell on her gentle and calm being sitting in his chair while delegating some activities, looking at him shocked by the sight of his injured boss, jumping to help him.

★ Mincing no words, he grabbed his face, kissing him fiercely, waiting for you to fight but you didn't, just melting into the kiss, blushing when he pulled away with a smug smile on his face. He didn't care about his security guard seeing them, just pushing you against the table to see under your skirt.

★ He pushed your chest against the table, lifting your skirt, revealing your pert ass and a stain on your panties, mocking him for not even touching you yet and you're wet for him; He runs his fingers over your panties, teasing you until you moan and ask for more.

★ He ripped your panties off, throwing them in some corner of your own office and taking his big, thick dick out, spraying pre cum, teasing your slobbery entrance until he completely shoved his dick inside you and pounded into you.

★ Him hitting you so deep, pulling your neck to rest against his chest so he could rip off your formal blouse and expose your breasts, pinching and pulling, until they were red and sensitive; Moving one of his hands down to his stomach, a small bulge could be seen in the area.

★ He kissed your neck and shoulders, marking you as his and his alone, making you squirt as he shot jets of cum inside you. In the end, you were destroyed by him, just being used to relieve your stress, there would be times when he would be romantic, but right now, that's not the case. ^^

Do Gangjae

★ We all know how Gangjae is, presumptuous, arrogant and envious. He knew he couldn't touch his boss's secretary, because she was his daughter and maybe whoever touched her would die as soon as she did, but for him, the limit is the sky.

★ He sang to you every time he saw you, asked you out and even gave you some gifts, which certainly made you a blushing and grateful mess.

★ He even left notes when he passed by her table, saying how hot and provocative she looked in those tight formal clothes.

★ When he had the opportunity to be alone with you, he liked to touch your shoulders, waist and chin, complimenting you, flirting and even asking you about what he was doing.

★ That was until he chased you while you were going to the file room, the tiny hallways full of shelves of company files and documents. You were startled when you saw him standing there when you were wanting to leave, a smile plastering his face before he kissed you, teasingly as he said, “I knew you were crazy about this, me too.”

★ He pinned you to one of the shelves, kissing you fiercely, licking your lips to enter with his tongue making you moan with the friction. He walked away, panting while smiling, making you kneel.

★ Caressing your pretty face, your teary eyes and red lips, as he unzipped your pants, making his dick pop out hitting your cheek, him laughing as he rubbed his dick against your lips, telling you to be a good girl and suck him.

★ So you did, opening your mouth and little by little swallowing his fat cock, your movements slow, your eyes watering, he sighs because your mouth is so hot and wet, imagine your pussy.

★ He grabbed your strands of hair, keeping your head still as he began pounding into your mouth, seeking your climax, moaning how much of a slut you were for giving him a blowjob, making your core clench into nothingness, you were so wet ..

★ He came in her mouth while moaning, spilling cum down her throat and leaking out the sides of her mouth, grabbing her chin to swallow it all and sticking out his tongue to prove it. He smiled, lifting you brutally from the floor and lifting your skirt, ripping your panties, you spent long hours in that file room and when you left, your father's security guard asked if you were okay because you were tripping while walking, little did he know that the boy your father hates the most fucked you mercilessly.

[handkinkbis]

Notes from the ep 15 sex scene after my 10th rewatch 👩‍🏫👩‍⚕️👩‍💻👩‍🔬

hongjo giggling in the doorway and acting all shy like sweety YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT YOU'RE DOING TO HIM

the way he went from cute and clumsy to AMBUSHING HER 👁👄👁

for a giraffe he's quite wolfish in his table manners 😏😏

PINNED AGAINST THE WALL, GOD IS GOOD

WHY WAS THAT CURSED LIGHT SWITCH RIGHT THERE

[wet kissing noises]

THOSE 6'2/187CMs ENGULFING HER

he started unbuttoning her almost immediately, (the shirt DOES look better on the floor, shinyu, u ARE absolutely correct)

the horny-cute gasp of "wait a minute [we should do it on the dresser, follow me"] WE LOVE A WOMAN WHO SHOWS INITIATIVE

the way hongjo backed up against the dresser and shinyu followed her like she was his preyyy

she was smiling but he was on a MISSION TO GET BETWEEN THEM THIGHS

he lifted her up on the dresser like it was nothing 🥵🥵🥵

hooded eyes, jaw clenched, heavy breathing 🌶🌶🌶🌶 10/10

they both looked like they were just lost in the sounds and sensations like literally blissfully unaware of anything outside that room

god bless u and your hard work in the gym, rowoon, is that a 12-pack (thanks for zooming in on the ahem scar camera crew)

the way they cooperated in stripping shinyu's shirt off him, TEAMWORK MAKES THE DREAM WORK

his hands doing SOMETHING outside of the frame whatttt are they doingggg

him kissing her hard and pushing her down 😌😌🙌🥂

shinyu's big hand flexing on hongjo's thigh and calf like YES SIR, GRAB IT

hongjo grasping two fistfuls of his hair to keep him where she wanted him YES QUEEN

him helping her wrap her legs around him 🥵🥵🥵🍿🍿🍿🍷🍷

the final shot of hongjo's shirt slipping off her shoulders and him moving on top of her in a pose not dissimilar to dracula and mina's in that One Scene in the garden in bram stoker's dracula

they were feraaalll

no for real he might actually be part beast

no wonder because shinyu/mujin waited 300+ years to Do That

[misscherrys-world]

Jung Tae Ju x fem!Reader

It’s my first fic since long time ago 🤭

Also English is not my first language so please forgive me for any grammatical mistakes. 🫶🏼

It turned a little bit darker than I intended it to be so enjoy!

Relationship status: ✨ enemies to lovers ✨

✨Trigger warnings: injuries, insults, blood, the reader has a crush on taeju and taeju doesn’t know, drugs, gangsters stuff. Slight mention of sexual activities. Mention of death several times. If there’s something else tell me.

✨No usage of Y/N

Third POV:

Feet steps echoed the hotel room where she stayed close to the infamous Jung Tae Ju, he hated her guts. Of course he should hate her she’s the daughter of that one family that betrayed Dongcheon, she was on the run for several months avoiding getting herself killed by Taeju’s cold hands.

She shared a history with Taeju though, before everything went downhill, she was only 17 years old and she was growing that little crush on Taeju. In her perspective he was tall, handsome and everything she wanted basically for a teenager. Although he was way older than her, he was in his late 20’s when they first met.

When she turned 18 her father decided to throw her a huge birthday party and invited Choi Mujin. Of course Mujin won’t come alone he would drag Taeju with him. It was their first interaction, he wished her a happy birthday and gave her the present he bought. She was a blushing mess, she thanked him in a very timid voice. He was just acting emotionless and professional like always. He was clueless about her little crush over him.

Time passed and she turned 20, she got more involved with her family business, more interactions with him, exchanging information, drug deals and lots and lots of money. And her little crush turned into something bigger.

She won’t forget the very first time he touched her like a man would touch a woman. She was only 21 when she got shot, a single bullet to her thigh, he was the only one not busy while both your father and Mujin had to deal with someone. Taeju was the one who took out the person who shooted her, she felt like it’s true love. That night after he helped her with her wounds she was the one who made the first move, a very soft kiss on the corner of his lips, he was confused maybe it was the pain killer she took. He connected their lips together, he’s after all a man who is stressed out and she was a very fine woman in his eyes, he didn’t have any romantic feelings for her though. The night air was very thick as they slept in the same bed, sweaty and relaxed.

That didn’t become a habit, because soon everything was crashing down. Her father betrayed Choi Mujin. At the same time she was in Taeju’s embrace, he got the call, he knew what to do, but he didn’t, he didn’t kill her, he informed her about her father’s betrayal and gave her time to get the fuck out of his sight. It was humiliating. She was treated like a prostitute, and she didn’t even blame Taeju for his actions.

Soon after that incident, she learned that her father was a stupid man, he did that to get his hands on the drugs all over South Korea and to get his only daughter killed. She was the only inheritor of her mother’s wealth, since her beloved mother died in a car accident it’s been clear that her father has set it up. So she learned her father wanted to inherit all that money from her.

She ran away, after several months she send a message to Taeju explaining everything, explaining she was a victim too. He saw the messages, no response though. One day Dongcheon found her hideout, 3 men were sent to kill her one of them was him, Jung Taeju, she managed to escape for the second time but with several wounds from Taeju’s pocket knife. He wasn’t aiming for several cuts but to end her that day. What she doesn’t know that her father was dead the day after she left Taeju’s arms.

It’s difficult time for both of them, she is hurting physically and emotionally, he wasn’t able to kill her with an ease as he thought, he learned that as he hated her he loved her more.

They decided to put an end to this situation. She went to Choi Mujin’s hotel, she knows Taeju would be there. Taeju at the same time he decided to face her, kill her, hug her maybe. He was confused. He reached her side at the hotel room, left all of his weapons and his logical mind out side the room.

“ Taeju..” she said softly with a nervous sigh. He almost lost his cool the way she said his name, he was weak for her voice. “I want to sort things out, your father is dead the day you left my home.” Taeju informed her, she didn’t feel sorry for her father, she stayed silent nodding to him to continue, “It means you’re the one now in charge of your family business and your family did betray Dongcheon-“ she cut him off “I never wanted this life, I’m not responsible for my father decisions, that bastard killed my mother, and he tried to kill me too, my life is fucked up!” She exploded with tears, it wasn’t easy for her to cry in front of someone.

Pity filled Taeju’s eyes, her father betrayal for her was way worse than his betrayal for Dongcheon. He lowerd his head not knowing what to say next, she moved closer to him with a small pocket knife in her hands he recognized it, it was her 18’s birthday present, he’s the one pick it up at the store and request to carve her initials on it. She puts that knife in his hands “Please end everything here, don’t make me feel this pain anymore I-“ he cuts her off placing the knife on the coffée table at his side and cupped her face with both hands to place a kiss on her lips, it was deep, said many things without saying a thing. He broke the kiss and looked her in the eyes “We don’t have to be this way, I can’t kill you, I just can’t..” he said with a very soft tone, a tone she never heard from him before, it was a tone you’d hear between two lovers. She felt for the very first time she is loved. Taeju for the very first time he is in love.

[dojae-huh]

Content during Jaehyun's and Doyoung's first solo album release:

Their contents have more in common than one might think. Jaehyun had to show his personality again to the world so he did a lot of variety where he could show off his charms. Doyoung explained how NCT is known for it's neo music so he had to go out there and show everyone what his style of music was and he did just that. It is true that Doyoung sang more but both had a similar number of variety content and there is not a very big difference. Also we do not know what content is going to be released after Jaehyun's trip to America.

My personal favorites were Inkigayo Caught on Cam (superstitions content) and Doyoung's fan chant guide for Little Light (Does it really count as promotional content? Hmm since it was released during the promotional period I'll count it as one). Both content showcased more of their own personality or atleast how I perceive them to be - Jaehyun as the clumsy nerd and Doyoung as the strict professor.

Both participated in festivals - Doyoung as a headliner for Lovesome Festival and Jaehyun as a guest of Lauv for Seoul Jazz Festival. Jaehyun appeared on Bibim-Pop with Dynamic Duo and Doyoung went on SBS Radio with Kiss of Life. Jaehyun shot 2 MV's which were featured on fashion magazines YouTube channel (Smoke - W Korea & Can't Get You - Esquire Korea) and Doyoung did 8 PM Concert with Vogue Korea. Both appeared on dingo story - Jaehyun read stories for 5 days and Doyoung met with a fan. NCT channel content: Jaehyun filmed ASMR content (one with talking and one without) and Doyoung was a guest & host on Muk2u. Jaehyun went on No Prepare hosted by Lee Youngji and Doyoung went on K Star Nextdoor hosted by Jonathan. Jaehyun shot a content pretending to be an English teacher with Car the Garden and Doyoung appeared as a college student on TIKTIK.

Singing + talking content: Jaehyun - Lee Mujin Service Doyoung - Today's Joo Woojae, Everyday is Thursday with Hyunah, Paul Kim's content*, HUP Karaoke, The Seasons with Zico *Doyoung does not sing but he does play 2 songs. (Technically Bibim-Pop & SBS Radio appearance can also be added here but I'm not doing it because they appear with other guests)

Singing content: 3 for Jaehyun : Smoke - it's Live, Can't Get You & Flamin' Hot Lemon - Mushroom Live 4 for Doyoung : Killing Time, House of Dingo (Band ver.), Rising Voice, Texted - all on Dingo Music channel

Unless I'm forgetting something, the only content that cannot be compared might be Jaehyun's Caught on Cam and Doyoung's appearance on Daechinso Live with Hanbin (ZB1) and Myung Jaehyun (BoyNextDoor).

Jaehyun shot MV for Dandelion & Roses and his highlight medley also had him singing in different sets. But Doyoung's highlight medley did feature his brother Gongmyung and he shot Live Clips for Beginning & Little Light. Both also had documentary style behind the scene videos of how they made the album.

I will never understand trends because I thought for sure the Lee Mujin Service episode with Jaehyun would hit 1 million views pretty quickly and it's getting there but the school content with Car the Garden got it way quicker. Also I'm not really a fan of ASMR content (I barely tolerated the Tingle interview with Doyoung and Jungwoo and I don't think I'll be watching Jaehyun's one) but why does that have more views than the second part of Journey of J? I underestimated the amount of people that like ASMR.

Off topic but if I stretch the truth a little bit, both dyed their hair blonde/platinum (idk what to call the colour) for their Fashion Week appearance after the release of their album. I know Doyoung did it for Walk and Jaehyun did it to twin(?) or maybe for the new MV he might have shot in LA.

Where do I sign in? I'm ready to be number 2 anti.

Thank you for the comparison. As of now, neo soloists are similar in their money worth (if we are comparing with Baekhyun and Taeyeon), so there is no incentive to treat and approach them differently. Everyone gets same budget and same kind of promotion (with individual tailoring within the brackets of time and possibilities). Especially TaeDoJae, who are at the top of popularity. It's not like 127 is "Suzy and the girls".

SM can't invest 300k and get -200k deficit. Even +100k is doing it for the arts and in hopes of future success, considering how much time and workforce is allocated to a single solo project. Therefore, with Jaehyun not earning money with concerts and paying off right away, he received even better treatment than Do if we are talking music business and believing in idea of an artist as a profitable investment, heh. (Jae should have covered the expenses with the sold albums, of course, but you know... there are still no additional money).

I don't understand ASMR either. I didn't watch that DoWoo programme, nor am I going to.

I think "the trends" depend on the target audience. And whether the content is entertainment or not. Look at the abysmal number of views for song recordings and even MV-behinds. You'd think fans would be interested to watch their favourtate artists actually creating something, listen to his thoughts, have a peak behind the scenes... nope. Jae's drinking show got many views right away.

Pff, No prepare ep. has 4,9mln views as of now, while "Smoke" MV is 3,6 mln... How do you become a soloist when you being drunk is more interesting to people than you acting and singing, heh. And then fans insisting that appearences on tv and yt variety shows oh so paramount to career. Did it really help Jaehyun... (well, he liked it, so it's OK).

Even if Jae dyed his hair for the second MV and because he will cut the bleached hair soon, it still counts as twinning (just two hares with one shot). There are numerous other hair colours that can wow people. Jaehyun is not Tae or Mark, he didn't use all his option yet. On the contrary, "to stand out" means to do something others don't do. So repeating a look, especially when your hairstylists are the same, was a deliberate move. Why didn't he colour his hair rose red, for example? (he tried in MV and I didn't notice untill the behind vlog, lmao)

[facearmsorlegs]

@gnghan

He tears the place apart, like if he throws things hard enough and breaks things violently enough he'll stop bleeding out in the middle of Yoon Donghoon's apartment. Like he'll find something that will prove none of this is real, that he's somehow misunderstood—even though there's a masochistic urge to see just how deep and horrible this goes and get it over with.

Ten years gone in the blink of an eye. He opens the typewriter and stares, every circuit in his brain overwhelmed with anger and hurt stronger than any emotion he's ever felt in his 51 years of life, eyes and brain refusing to process the weapon in front of him. The torn fragment of a report on him. One of ten years' worth of them.

He swallows hard, fighting the urge to vomit. His blood roars in his ears as a strange detachment from his physical body settles over him. It can't be real. It can't be real.

The man he knows and loved isn't real. A mirage, someone who never existed in the first place. He wishes Yoon Donghoon had used the bullet that undoubtedly has his name written on it earlier. Being shot would be a relief compared to this.

The typewriter case is open on the coffee table amid the sea of upturned couch cushions and throw pillows on the floor when the door's electronic lock chirps and the door swings open to reveal the familiar body taking up half of the doorway, plastic grocery bag in either hand. Mujin immediately rises to his feet, breath coming fast and unsteady and ragged. You. You son of a bitch.

Somehow he manages the presence of mind to issue a single, monotone command without screaming for the entire hallway to hear as he so desperately wants to.

"Shut the door."

[a-small-batch-of-dragons]

Tourniquet

i promised a happy ending, i’ll give you a happy ending

Read on Ao3

Warnings: recovery from being stabbed

Pairings: mujin/taeju

Word Count: 2392

In one world, Taeju bleeds out in a cold and rain-soaked alleyway, alone save for the ghost of Mujin’s voice over the phone.

In another, he’s found.

Taeju blinks awake in stages. First, he assumes the blood loss is getting to him because the alley feels warm. It was raining, how on earth could it be warm? Perhaps it was the fact that he was cold now, so it would feel warm.

The next time he rouses himself, he thinks it's soft. And now he knows he's really out of it because how in the world can a cold dark alley be soft? He's done a lot of things to get his senses impaired, but none of them have quite gone this far.

Of course, the real kicker is when he opens his eyes for a second and he thinks he sees Mujin.

Now he knows he's really lost his mind.

Mujin wouldn't be here, he'd just said as much over the phone. Called him clingy, called him a useful tool, just about called him pathetic.

And darling, that weak and stupid part whispers, he also called me darling.

There's no way Mujin is actually here. He wouldn't be seen in a cold and messy alley just for Taeju. He'd be lucky if someone told Mujin about his body.

His dead, messy, pathetic, clingy body.

Darling, don't forget darling.

Maybe that's why he thinks Mujin's here. It's that soft part of him realizing he's dying and trying to come up with one more fantasy to make him happy as he dies.

Mujin could be there, and it could be soft and warm and Mujin could call him darling again and maybe everything would be okay. He wouldn't be bleeding out, or maybe he would, he doesn't care, and it could be fine.

More than he deserves, he knows, but he's dying. Allow a dying man his fantasies.

There shouldn't be a reason why this particular fantasy seems to be getting clearer each time he has it, though.

At least, not until he cracks his eyes open and sees the inside of a makeshift hospital he's never seen before.

Everything aches . Not like he got fatally beaten or shot, but the same kind of bone-weary exhaustion he gets from working out all day or putting in a good fight. A low groaning and rasping sound is coming from somewhere and only belatedly does he connect that with the pain in his throat.

Swallowing feels like its own type of hell and keeping his eyes open is more of a chore than scrubbing lye off a wood floor but he still needs to know what's going on.

Well, the first thing that's immediately obvious is that somehow, he's not dead. How, he doesn't quite know, but not dead it is.

Okay.

The second thing that's pretty hard to ignore is everything hurts. It's probably a good thing that he didn't pay attention to that at first because now that he's thought it, it's all he can think about. His eyes close against his will and he tries not to moan again.

A door opens.

He keeps his eyes closed, instincts overtaking what little of his normal brain is left as he starts to parse through the information he's getting. The footsteps are soft, the closing of the door done with care and precision. They come around the side of the bed and there's a creak—they're sitting down in a chair, most likely.

He's had a pretty good idea of who it is since he heard the door close. No one else has an aura like that; even when he's asleep, Taeju knows it's Mujin.

A sudden wave of absolute mortification washes over him. He called Mujin. That happened. And he didn't die. So now he had to face the consequences of that phone call. That stupid, sappy, sentimental phone call that was even more pathetic than a drunk dial because he did it stone-cold sober.

Hearing Mujin's dismissal might just kill him.

Something warm and soft wipes at his suddenly-damp cheek, brushing something away.

"I've never seen you cry before—" and that can't be Mujin, Mujin would never be this…this soft— "does it hurt that much?"

He doesn't say anything. He can't say anything.

"I believe I asked you a question."

Oh. Sorry. At least he tries to say sorry but all that happens is that awful groaning noise. The warm soft thing pulls away.

"Drink."

Something is nudged up against his mouth and he opens it, doing his best to drink enough water to…to…

"That's enough now."

The straw leaves. It was a straw, right?

"Now answer me." The warm soft thing is back. "This is the first time I've had to ask you twice and I am not appreciating the trend you've begun."

What trend? What was the question? Oh. If it hurts.

"…'urts."

Mujin hums, pressing a button. After a moment, some of the dull roar fades and he can breathe a little easier. That doesn't stop the tears.

Because he only has a few more moments at best of being able to live in this fantasy before everything goes back to normal, he wants to be messy and pathetic and clingy and stay here a little longer.

"Open your eyes."

No. No, no, don't make me. I don't want to.

A gentle hint of pressure near the outsides of his eyes. "Open. I'm still asking you twice. I expect better from you."

Too late. He's lost it. It's gone, now, the fantasy dashed against the rocks as Mujin's voice rips through it. It's gone. It's all gone.

A painful lump rises in his throat and his eyes hurt. The hand—it is a hand—on his face feels like a brand that just wants to burn him.

He hears a soft rush of breath. Then the hand moves away from his eyes.

"Open them, darling."

Darling.

Taeju manages to peel his eyes open. Mujin's face swims into view but it's all glassy and blurry. He blinks a few times and it clears a little, but then he hears a soft noise and the hand is wiping at something again.

"You're late," Mujin says, but Taeju can't move.

He tries anyway. "Sorry—sorry, sir."

Shove it down. Shove it down. It's just another thing he has on you now. A new button to make the tool work. It means nothing. You mean nothing.

He puts on his best work face and waits.

"They got you good," Mujin muses, "didn't they?"

"Yes, sir."

"And yet you're the only one still alive." Another pass of his hand. "Good."

He's still crying. Why is he still crying? He can't cry, he has work to do. He can't waste Mujin's time anymore.

"Darling," and no, no, that hurts, make it stop hurting, " darling, look at me."

Taeju wrenches his eyes open with a humiliating sniffle. He doesn't recognize the expression on Mujin's face.

"It's okay, Taeju-yah," Mujin says, too softly for them, "it's alright now. I know it hurts."

No. This hurts. Because it's not for him. It won't ever be. It hurts.

"Shh, shh," Mujin keeps saying, "don't cry, Taeju-yah, don't cry, darling. It'll be alright."

And it hurt so much that he doesn't care about the consequences anymore.

"Don't."

* * *

Mujin freezes.

"Don't what?"

"Don't call me that," Taeju grits out as more tears roll down his face, " don't."

Mujin's mouth drops open. He can count on one hand the number of times Taeju has flat-out refused to do something before, but never has he told Mujin not to do something.

"And why not?"

Taeju glares at him, furious tears still shining on his cheeks. "Because it hurts. "

"It…hurts?"

"Because it's not real and I know it's not real. So don't do that." Taeju swallows heavily as a fresh wave of tears spills over. "Don't give me hope. I didn't mean for you to know it."

Oh.

Oh.

Taeju isn't crying because his injuries hurt. He's in pain, yes, but a much crueler type of pain, one no amount of morphine could reach.

He's mortified, Mujin realizes, humiliated, vulnerable, ashamed. He's hurting and he can't—Mujin can't fix this.

The phone call begins to play back again. How drunk Taeju sounded but it was because of blood loss. How he promised it'd never happen again but because he expected to die.

How Mujin had brushed him aside and he'd been content to die just hearing his voice one more time.

He should brush Taeju off again, he knows. He should scold him for telling him what to do, maybe twist the knife and call him darling while he does it. He should leave Taeju in the hands of the doctors and go about his work, maybe hire another to replace him.

But his Taeju-yah is crying.

"What do you mean," he asks, surprised at how steady his voice is, "this isn't real?"

Taeju is still glaring, still crying, still beautiful despite the tears. "Because I'm not important. I'm just a tool. You said it yourself."

He shouldn't say that. Taeju should not say that.

"I—I'm messy and pathetic and clingy," he continues, the sobs starting to leak out, "and you're not needy enough to put up with—put up with me when I'm—I'm—"

He chokes off, bravely swallowing a sob with too much practice.

"I'm no one's darling. "

This is wrong. This is wrong. Taeju is hurt and crying and convinced he is not worth anything to Mujin.

And he was willing to stake his life in a cold dark alley over it.

"You are not just a messy, pathetic, clingy tool," Mujin says, anger slipping unbidden into the words, "you are mine. "

Taeju's eyes widen and he seizes on it, a hand fisted in the back of his hair to pull him closer.

"You are mine, " he repeats, "do you understand? My pathetic and clingy mess, mine. You don't bleed out in alleys where I almost don't find you in time. You don't call me when you're dying and not tell me. You don't cry in my arms because you think I don't care."

Taeju stares at him. Mujin is panting, slightly out of breath from the force of his little speech. Slowly, he relaxes his grip, cradling the back of Taeju's head.

"You're mine," he says, gentler now, smoothing a hand over Taeju's cheek, "mine, Taeju-yah, my darling."

Taeju's eyes well up with tears again.

"There, now," Mujin says, adjusting his hold to pull him closer, "you're mine, see? There's no need to cry."

He doesn't listen. He's still crying.

"It's alright, Taeju-yah, it's alright." He can only stroke Taeju's cheek and hold his head still. "Why are you crying? Doesn't that feel better? It shouldn't still hurt."

Taeju tries to reach for him. "S-sir—"

"Shh, shh, hush now, your throat—"

"Sir."

Mujin's words die on his lips as Taeju's hands close weakly around his own. Through the sobs, he manages to swallow.

"'S alright, sir, 's alright."

"Yes, that's what I've been trying to say to you, it's alright." He smooths his thumbs over wet and flushed skin. "So you can stop crying."

Taeju shakes his head slightly. "'S alright that 'm crying, 's alright, sir."

"It's alright that you're—that you're crying? " Mujin frowns. "How can that possibly be considered alright? It is not alright if you're hurt—"

He's interrupted by a gentle squeeze to his hands. "'S just a lot. That's all. Not—not hurt."

Mujin relaxes slightly, still hovering protectively over this battered, bloody, beautiful boy, clutching his weeping face. "So you…you're just overwhelmed, that's it?"

Taeju nods, still sniffling. A new type of exhausted relief begins to color his cheeks. Mujin takes a deep breath as his control over his lungs starts to slip.

"Okay. That's okay. You did almost die a little while ago." Taeju laughs through a sob. "Which we are going to talk about. Don't you think you're off the hook for this yet. In an alley, really, where's your self-respect?"

He's crying a little harder now but he won't let go of Mujin's hands.

"I thought I taught you better than that. And the call. " Mujin adjusts his grip, soft tone undermining the slightly stinging words. "I really did think you were drunk. Why else would you call me and not say anything? For a second I thought you'd called by mistake."

Taeju shakes his head, a smile still on his lips, still staring at Mujin like he's better than the morphine coursing through his veins.

"Well, yes, I figured that out." He runs a hand through Taeju's hair. "I must admit, I don't know why the possibility of you being hurt didn't cross my mind."

Taeju's eyes flutter shut as Mujin ruffles his hair.

"You're normally smarter than that."

Taeju hums, leaning into Mujin's touch, still sobbing. Mujin reaches over to pull the blankets down, just to make sure he can still breathe.

"Why didn't you tell me," he murmurs, not truly expecting an answer, "I know you thought I didn't care, but why not lead with that? I could've sent a team, I could've called an emergency vehicle, I could've come. Why didn't you just say?"

Taeju can't answer, of course, he's crying too hard, but his grip on Mujin's hands stutters.

"I would have, my darling," he whispers and Taeju's sobs only grow heavier, "I wouldn't care. I would not have been mad about it, Taeju-yah."

And now his boy well and truly sobs. He holds him as the terrible tremors wreak havoc on his already-hurting body, only making soft shushing noises as he does his best to offer an unfamiliar comfort.

When Taeju's tears finally stop, Mujin takes one of the cloth napkins from the hospital serving tray and tenderly cleans his face.

"There. All better."

Peering up at him, Taeju looks more like a frightened and scolded child than the battle-worn Dongcheon dagger he is. Mujin decides he never wants to see this version of Taeju again.

"Rest, now," he murmurs, tucking the blankets over him, "you and I are going to have a long conversation in the next few days."

A hand grasps out for him when he goes to stand. Something flutters in his chest.

"Oh, do you want me to stay?"

The hand grasps his sleeve and tugs slightly.

"I can stay, Taeju-yah," he murmurs, sitting back down, "I can stay here for you. Just—just promise that you'll stay too, yes?"

"Yes, sir."

[lgcmedia]

Jiho features in Lee Mujin’s Traffic Light music video

On June 8th, Lee Mujin released his music video for his new song ‘Traffic Light’ and Eterval were surprised to see a familiar face in the background. Along with a few others, JIHO was seen acting as one of Mujin’s friends in the video. The singer was only in the background, but was shown obviously having fun and singing along to the catchy song!

Considering that it’s been a long while since JIHO has taken on any acting roles, fans of V&A were ecstatic to see him doing so again despite it only being an extra in a music video. Hopefully we’ll see JIHO in bigger roles in the future!

You can watch the ‘Traffic Light’ music video here.

[ + / - ] i thought etervals were trolls when they said jiho’s featured in lee mujin’s new mv until someone took a screenshot and i had to squint in order to see it. ahhhhh jiho oppa, i’ve missed seeing you on screen! ㅠㅠ they should show a close-up of your pretty face!!

[ + / - ] i don’t understand what’s the big deal with jiho fans swarming lee mujin’s video and complaining he didn’t get a close-up shot. this is NOT a v&a mv. jiho must be embarrassed to have such disrespectful fans.

#LGCENT #V&A #LGCBOYS #LEEJIHO

[rosewriteroyal]

HIIIIII FELLOW KINGME !! 🙌🫶🏻 just passingby then i saw your request is open! O hope you're having a great day! <3

What if the reader were an assassin who had been ordered to kill King Dann while making an important declaration inside the palace, but before they could fire their arrow, someone shot them straight in the stomach instead. This would cause the reader to stumble and lose control of the string, causing the arrow to almost hit the King's face.

Oh l like it.

Here's the best I can do

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Loud cheers filled the air, today was a huge day for the 7 kingdoms. The day of peace between nations, held in the Kingdom of Change, People throughout the city and across kingdoms came to witness the arrival of the Kings.

First was the Kingdom of Sun, King Jahan. Jahan had a rocky relationship with the others but this day will change that, next came the kingdom of cherry blossom followed by the kingdom of beauty and so on and so forth.

In the carriage, the kingdom of Storms, King Hwon sat.

"You know you task" he said his deep voice rattling in the air

"Of course Sir" The voice replied

"Good, Good. The day their is peace is they the day all of them are dead, after what happened with my brother, happiness from them is not an option, taking out King Dann will than make the rest weak" He grumbled watching as crowds cheered and some boo'd his Kingdom

"Sir, we have arrived, please step out of the carriage" The voice said. The voice was Hwon, trusted right hand person, Y/N. Y/N had been a childhood friend to Hwon, turned personal hitman, Y/N skill with the bow was incredible, an amazing marksman.

"Thank Y/N. Now, I know you won't fuck this up but please don't, you my only chance of finishing Dann off" Hwon said turning to Y/N while strolling towards the massive palaces, the sights of bright colours and excitement filled the air.

Inside the thrown room, there was a large table, each set out with a contract planted infront, at the head sat King Dann, pondering over this meeting. 'If all goes well, this could end the wars, bring peice to the world' he thoughts as he stood up to the doors creaking open, in came each king one by own, with their most trusted Advisor next to them.

"I see Hwon isn't showing up, meaning your plan my sink, King Dann" Ivan said smirking, he knew of the plan Hwon had put into place, he agreed that the world needed so war to atleast keep everyone sane.

"He'll be here, of course with the death of his late brother Chiwoo, he feels reasonable" Louis said sitting down next to Mujin, Mujin groaned

"Why are you next to me"

"Cause I can,m and besides, we already have a peace treaty, so today will be easy for us," Louis said, throwing his arm around Mujin Shoulders.

The Doors flew open and there stood Hwon with Y/N, next to him.

"Sorry im late, this is place is massive" Hwon said sitting down next to Ivan

Y/N moved to the back of the room, with the other advisors 'this is going to be easy' they thought, they ahd hidden their bow and Arrow on the balcony above, it wouldn't be too hard getting up there, Y/N just need to wait until they are free to leave

"Please send your advisors out. This meeting is confidential, only for use 7 to hear" Dann said, as the 7 Kings wish the advisors away

Y/N found the perfect time to climb on to the balcony, un noticed by Y/N, the advisor from the Cherry blossom kingdom, noticed the look in Y/N's eyes and followed them up.

Sitting down, Y/N started to load the bow, placing an Arrow on the bow and lining it up straight at Dann's head, tgey drew back the strings and....

All the saw was red as they looked down at their stomach, the Arrow shot by Y/N laid on the table, millimeters away from Dann's hand. They started coughing loudly, blood dripping from their mouth. Out of the dark came Mujin's Advisor with their own set, Arrow drew back in warning.

"I wasn't going to let you Kill, King Dann" The Advisor said dropping their bow and Arrow toward over to Y/N, picking them up, the advisor brought them down into the throne room, arrow sticking right out of the stomach, King dann was pacifist he doesn't like violence or the idea of killing someone but in this moment, the words

"Let them bleed out" feel from his lips.

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This was a fun prompt to use and I love writing angst, horror, gore fics.

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@minheeskitten (Zephyr :3)

[plaexus]

To the anon-

Mj has shown supprt for up, posted karina rehearsing on her ig story, sang it on a fancall and even asked fans to supprt up in her solo live when it went no1 on melon. On the other hand karjna has shown 0 public support or praise for spark. In fact she has shown supprt for dopamine the most, clearly it has been one sided on winters end but she got nothing back from karina.

Karina also has a competitive streak and is most likely proud and happy that her sing is the most successful on charts, with the shot sm pulled with sparks, dopamine and bored playlistinf I would surprise if the others area little bitter and rightfully so.

Also winters ost is trending in sk and rising on charts and she is nominated for a solo award funny u people are not saying how jm hasn't shown any supprt for that either.

Sorry this may come across as aggressive buts it's frustrating to see people say mj has shown 0 supprt form up when that's not true she has and di not receive the same love back but instead supprt was show for another members solo. À

thought this was an overall positive message at first. okay your observations are valid, but i just think, does everything have to be made public and also 100% reciprocal? those solo songs are individual endeavours, so i understand them not explicitly promoting each other's songs. if they happen to do so, i feel like it would be more of a spur of the moment thing. personally, i'm okay with assuming they have all supported each other with their solos, like i don't need it plastered on their bubbles or their instagrams. i doubt mj is losing sleep from jm not mentioning all her solo gigs to their fans; they're all adults. jm has done so in the past anyway, posting her lee mujin guesting on her instagram. also, they're artists. they know better than anyone that there are times when you focus on your own thing, and also how marketing works.

let's not be so miserable about this please 🙏 just take what the girls do at face value and not put malice into everything they decide to do or not do

[honeyroha]

So I wanted to get my Kingdom timeline theory and general theories/observations sorted out before Mujin's mv comes out.

This is also primarily Excalibur and Black Crown. Personally I think Ascension, Promise and Long Live The King are all fairly straight forward. As for Karma I do think it's also straight forward but, the music video itself is mostly dancing and Chiwoo being tied up. I think any theory crafting or anything for this one will have to come mostly from the lyrics and frankly I've never been good at that so I'll leave Karma up to other people

HOK 1

Excalibur Teaser 1 (Meteor Ver) :09 Electric sounds :19 Some type of magic when he hits Excalibur on the ground

Excalibur MV Teaser :03 Is that a geyser?

Excalibur :43 Something going on with Ivan's staff that includes electricity 1:11 They've got a general overarching motif with circles/the moon/the sun 1:33 I think this shows that Jahan found Arthur first. Arthur seems lost and like he doesn't know what's going on or that he's in danger before Jahan grabs him and runs away with him. 1:59 There's still some smoke edited in but not nearly as much as the 3rd teaser for some reason 2:10 Dann is very calm about Arthur's kingdom burning around them 2:34 Arthur looks back for Jahan's approval not Dann's. Arthur looks back at Dann but they don't share a nod like Arthur and Jahan do Dann just seems to be preparing himself. Also Dann's makeup here makes him look like he's crying 3:23 Arthur raises Excalibur up, lighting starts at the hilt, he hits Excalibur to the ground, lightning is through the blade of the sword, lightning starts sporadically all around them, he pushes the sword into the ground again and lightning flows through the sword again. Both of those times also lines up with the others moving in the choreo. Something magical then peters off into flames around the sword when he swings it. He stabs himself with electricity still hitting around them. 4:09 He got Excalibur at some point while in the desert wearing the white clothes

We know the dance holds a lot of meaning for all their songs and on the whole I'm not good at figuring out what they mean but I feel like I've got something here. 3:03 and on we've got Dann falling back onto a bunch of swords, Arthur stabbing himself with Excalibur and all the members falling to the ground. That got me thinking about the timeline for this music video specifically.

Arthur finding Excalibur is first, Something happens and all the other kings either die or almost die and Arthur sacrifices himself to save them, Arthur somehow is brought back and finds his kingdom very different from how he left it and that's where Jahan finds him, the shots of the other members were either of them dealing with things without Arthur or them all regrouping after they found out he's back, Dann shows him what his kingdom has become, possibly one of the members returns Excalibur to him, then they set off together

HOK2

Karma Teaser 3 :17 Is there actually something to Chiwoo tied up being overlayed on Louis?

HOK3

Black Crown MV Teaser :17 The lightning is back

Black Crown :29 Chaos Chiwoo is tied up and it seems like we're looking at him through some kind of reflection? that's getting broken up by drops of water :30 Chaos Mujin with the hands through the wall. I've seen other people speculating they're the 108 spirits. 1:16 Dann is arguing with everyone but is mostly talking to Arthur through all of this. Arthur doesn't look away while him and Chiwoo are fighting. Arthur and Chiwoo stop fighting, Jahan is holding Chiwoo back, Louis and Mujin are bickering and Dann is still arguing with everyone. Jahan is the one who picks it up and gives? it to Ivan 1:20 Chiwoo reaches for it and Arthur stops him, Dann and Jahan also react to pull him away 1:30 There are multiple people with Chaos Dann here all on their knees around him and at 1:38 He is on his knees with them standing around him 2:56 Is this another place that they implied Mujin has magic and if so he can do a lot of different things 3:27 Fate Dann and Chiwoo are the only other Fate versions we see lying on the ground besides Fate Ivan when he dies. Is this implying that Dann and Chiwoo also let go of their Fate halves? Or from 3:27-3:35 can it be implied that they either already have or partially have done away with their Fate selves and Fate Jahan is helping to bring them back? I know I'm not wording this thought quite right

HOK5

Long Live The King 1:48 This shot is in reverse 1:52 Is normal again

Timeline 1 Karma > Excalibur > Black Crown > LLTK. Ascension and Promise don't fit yet. The events of Promise happen before and during Ascension while Ascension is during and after Promise Whatever they were running from in Karma led to them putting Arthur into his sleep/dying then I think there's a gap here. Something happened after Arthur regained his throne that led them/Ivan to believing they/he needed the Black Crown.

Timeline 2 Just adds Ascension and Promise Karma > Excalibur > Promise > Ascension > Black Crown > LLTK. This fully depends on how much you believe the last point I made about Black Crown. If Chiwoo and Dann truly do either fully or partially let go of their fate selves I can only see that making sense after the events of their music videos where they have already lost everything.

[saidrabbles]

how i would end "my name": alternative universe

requested by: @mochacake2016 

warnings: mentions of suicide, depression.

pairing: choi mujin x jiwoo

summary: an alternative ending where it focuses on aftermath of this pair.

author's note: the way they cared for each other in the drama and the way their relationship developed truly needed a better ending. although i don't think they should be romantically paired, because they had a deeper connection than lovers. but we're giving the people what they want wehehe.

exhausted from fighting the bodyguards downstairs and all the way to the elevator, jiwoo breathed heavily, the injuries she received sending waves of pain through her body. she sighs, mentally preparing herself for what's to come on the highest floor of the tower. the elevator dings, signaling its stop. the door opens, revealing numerous guards that were ready to plunge at her any second. she takes a deep breath, and she pushes her way through them.

she makes her way through his door and points the gun at him. "whoa, i didn't expect you'd put that many people to fight me off. were you that intimidated?" he smirks "i didn't expect you'd run out of energy so easily, i thought you wanted revenge?" her pupils shake ever so slightly "you-you bastard...you weren't satisfied with killing my father that you went for pildo as well..." he gets up, a knife visible in his hand, as he wipes it with a cloth. "because.. you need conviction to kill" she scoffs "did you enjoy watching me look for someone who was right infront of me the whole time??" mujin was looking at her with a look that she couldn't quite decipher. he heaved a frustrated sigh, like he was holding the weight of the world at this moment. "this will only end when one of us" he pauses and looks at her "..dies." she takes a few steps forward "i won't let all that i went through to go in vain, i will end this."

in a whim, metal can be heard clanging vigorously, having bearly enough time for either side to take a breath. jiwoo was getting weaker by the second, her energy draining out. at some point, she fell down, the gravity holding her down way too strongly. "get up...get up! come on, stab me! are you giving up?!" and she sees it again. that expression. she didn't know what it meant, but she could feel her heart cry a little. she tries to ignore what she felt, and tries to get up again. she feels her body shake, she has to finish this right now. she musters all the strength she had left, and plunged at him with all her might.

mujin anticipates the pain, but he feels nothing. she didn't stab him. they were both on the ground, breathing heavily. he looks up at jiwoo, only to see tears streaming down her face. "how could you do this to me..to..us" she was holding him by the collar of his shirt, helplessly crying. he slowly, and reluctantly placed his hand on her own, and ever so slightly squeezed it. "do you remember when....i asked you if you had to get revenge? regardless...of the price you pay.." she sniffles "was it all a lie? that day at the junkyard, where you came in, bleeding...you knew the police were coming, the risk of you being exposed...yet you...saved me..." she inhales deeply "if this is how it turned out, why did you save me?? i would've rather died than live to know the truth of it all.." he takes both of her hands in his, and brings it up close to him. "i'm sorry...the day i knew the who your dad really was...the betrayal i felt, my heart felt like it was stabbed repeatedly...i never meant to kill him" he finally let's his tears flow "he was the only person to ever understand me.." he looks at her "i genuinely cared for you, i was...terrified of this day and i thought of never telling you the truth...but i had to, it is your right to know."

she pulls her hand away from his, her heart aching. why did this have to happen to her...to them?? she couldn't handle the pain she's feeling from looking at him, so she tries to get up, again. she looks at him one last time, then leaves. that's when mujin finally breaks down, crying, the guilt overtaking him.

they both head their separate ways physically, but they were in each other's thoughts occasionally constantly. jiwoo left korea and opened her own studio abroad, where she taught other women self-defense. opening that studio saved her, it was the only thing that gave her a purpose to live. that's what she believed would make her father proud. months had passed, seasons changed, and jiwoo felt her heart soften a little.

locking the door of her medium sized studio, she slips the keys into her bag. stretching her arms behind her head, she exhaled loudly. she starts walking, without a destination in mind. somehow, she found herself standing on the seashore. she looked around, and found a small shop that sold gimbap-her favorite. against her will, mujin intrudes her thoughts. how is he...? he wouldn't end up killing himself, would he?? she shakes her head in an attempt to shake these thoughts away. she hates him. she has to. but she can't help worry about him, ever since the incident months ago. she realized she couldn't hate him, because she liked him, whether she accepted her feelings or not.

"ma'am!" she looks up. "i've been calling your name several times now, forgive me for raising my voice. "ah no, it's fine. i'm sorry for making you wait so long, and thank you" she took the food from him. as she's admiring the view, something, or someone, caught her eye. a guy with an all-black outfit was not what made her notice him, but the metallic mug that resembled one she owned for a long time.

it can't be him, was what she tried telling herself, but her heart was telling her otherwise. before she could process what she was doing, her legs were already carrying her downstairs. she barely catches up to the hooded person and breathes a "hey! hey you !" he freezes. she takes a few seconds to even her breathing and looks up. the guy in the hood is staring at her, pupils dilated, in shock. it was him. "mujin...?" ever since the fight, she convinced herself that she would never cross paths with him again, that it was impossible for him to find her here. her eyes met his, and she saw so much sadness and despair.

mujin was in a greater shock. he, too, knew that they would never cross paths again. he couldn't comprehend the reality he's in, and the fact that jiwoo is standing right in-front of him. she was always on his mind, how she was living, if she's eaten, if she's safe. "jiwoo...have you been well?" she frowned "what are you doing here..? were you following me?" he was taken aback "ah, no i live here...it's that wooden house over there" he pointed at it. jiwoo looked at where he was pointing, and she saw an odd-looking house, far away from the other houses; alone.

jiwoo looked back at him. before she could weigh the words in her head, she started talking. “have you been well?” he looked surprised “i’m doing...okay” jiwoo didn’t know why her legs won’t move...she should stay away from him. “i left the company.” mujin found himself walking closer to the petite figure. “i know this won’t make things any better, but i stopped selling drugs. and i moved here in hopes of staying alive.” she furrowed her brows in confusion. he breathed out a small laugh “i tried to end my life, several times...but it never worked out. my weak self is just not able to do it. i don’t know why im telling you this...you would’ve been the happiest to hear of my death.” he looks down “i wanted to do it for you...im sorry” 

jiwoo was taken aback. she then absentmindedly walked up to him and embraced him. he became stiff at her sudden move, but quickly relaxed in her arms, resting his head on her shoulder. “i never wanted you to die. even when i found out the truth, i couldn’t imagine killing you. my...dad would have never forgiven me if i did and i...would never forgive myself.” she could hear soft sobs and his figure shaking a bit, and held him tighter.

they stayed like that for a good while, when she felt arms resting on her waist, pulling her closer. he waited for a few seconds before saying, almost whispering, the words he's always wanted to say. "i missed you...so much. there was a time when i wanted to send you here, back when we were in Seoul. i wanted to take all the sadness and anger from you for you to feel at peace. for you to stop destroying yourself. to live here, just like your dad had wanted." she felt hot, fresh tears run down her face. it's been a long time since she's felt any emotion at all. she felt...relieved. like the weight she's been carrying on her shoulder being slowly lifted. she felt a hand patting her back, gently. this feeling...she wanted to keep forever. "i love you, jiwoo."

she doesn't know if it's his warmth that's engulfing her, or his words, or just...him. but she confirmed the feeling she had been pushing away for the longest time: she wanted him in her life, she needed him. and he needed her. they were both broken people that feel hopeless, but with him she felt hopeful loved. the time she recalled with him, he was always protecting her. even when it was dangerous, when he was injured. and seeing him after all this time, she realized that he has been tornenting himself ever since he pulled the trigger. he never forgave himself, and maybe he never will. and knowing your dad, he wouldn't want him to feel this way forever. he would've wanted him to live his life. because he knew that he too, betrayed him.

letting go of mujin, jiwoo breathed loudly as she looked up at the clear sky. "dad...can i do this..? am I...allowed to do this..??" her mind was a mess but her heart was clear in what it wants. it wanted to stay with mujin, and give him another chance. mujin stood there, following her gaze to the cloudy sky. "can i...stay with you for a while?" mujin moved his head so fast he felt his muscles cramp. he looked at her, visibly shocked. "i think...i want to give you another chance. to give us another chance. to attempt to heal, together...i...like you too" jiwoo looked at him only to find him on his knees, crying.

she sat on the soft sand, holding him. the clouds parted its way for the sun to shine, and she smiled. it was like her dad's smile, so bright it could light up the world. they held each other tighter, taking in each other's scent, feeling the start of a new chapter in their life. a brighter one.

a/n: this took ages, but it's finally here!! i think it's safe to say that im satisfied with the ending of the imagine, and i know that most of y'all expected a kiss, but it just didn't fit. this seemed to be most fitting way for them to rekindle their relationship, but it will surely grow into a deeper connection. that is the end of the imagines for my name, i hope you like it!

[handkinkbis]

Show review: Destined with You.

So.... I might be in the minority, but as much as I enjoy Rowoon on screen I didn't start watching the show for him.

I was hoping for a witch/shaman Hongjo kdrama to finish near the eve of Halloween as the show seemed to be promising (very logically it seemed to be heading that way!). And she did cast some spells to my pleasure, but to my massive displeasure her witch arc was entirely forgotten about in favor of... not even sure what that kidnapping sequence was all about. Somehow most of Hongjo's agency as a character vanished into the ether as well during the past few episodes. Her character growth consisted of building the confidence to stand up to Nayeon, but her stubborn self reliance fueled by a lifetime of loneliness and trauma (her mother! Her father!!!!) stayed and was left unaddressed. And not to be dramatic, but I might die mad about it.

So past lifes were real, the curses and spells were real, Aengcho was really a shaman and the Gardener for whatever reason (also unexplored) wanted to marry Hongjo in the next life. But Hongjo in current day went from a strong, feisty character who was ready to spell cast her way in and out of trouble into... someone to intentionally get herself kidnapped??

It's like this show was written in the 2000s to early 2010s AND it hated women. I had high hopes for Ms. Ma, Shinyu's mother and Eunwol, but they were done DIRTY by this show. Hongjo's storyline was forgotten. Aengcho got relatively less attention compared to Mujin/Rowoon. It's like the main character changed somewhere and it became Shinyu/Mujin. Shinyu and Jaekyung had their cool lawyer moments (good stuff) and Hongjo got... Nayeon arrested? Nayeon, who was another villain without a proper depth or motivation other than being a 2010s kdrama era Mean Girl. Again, Hongjo and Aengcho were done so dirty. Even Shinyu's poor abused mother went back to her abusive husband AND she got pregnant. That was just tragic!

And kindly don't try to tell me that my reasons to dislike this show are wrong - I've every right to review and hate how badly this show butchered the stories of the female characters in this show even if Rowoon was hot in a bunch of scenes like that's going to compensate for it. I am not a Rowoon stan. 🤷‍♀️ I like him just fine, but it's been frustrating to watch as a non-stan since some stans seem to take any critique of the show as a slight towards Rowoon himself. But he has nothing to do with the writing, so put down your pitchforks, ok.

They should've stuck with the office romcom or made the show into a sageuk and dropped the false advertising of the show as a magic/fantasy drama. The sageuk era episodes SLAPPED. They were tense, beautifully shot and interesting, Aengcho had her moment! I LOVED her in her faceoff with the King, she was powerful and terrifying in that. And as soon as I fell in love with her, Mujin killed Aengcho (in a very meta symbolic way) and that was that. The show itself killed Aengcho and Hongjo.

This show was written to give Rowoon his cool and sexy moments. This was the Rowoon fan service show. Which is fine, but LEAD with that info then. I did enjoy Hongjo and Shinyu together and there were a couple of fun or emotionally compelling episodes, but I didn't finish with positive feelings about the show unfortunately because of the finale.

The writing of the show was exceptionally uneven and erratic. It seemed like from a different decade, but not this one. The relationship between Hongjo and Shinyu was mostly wholesome, but not always the healthiest for several reasons. Shinyu didn't always treat Hongjo well (and vice versa) and he made some decisions for Hongjo in true 2010s kdrama patriarch style.

Hongjo&Shinyu get 7/10 for being adorable and lovable. Loved their relationship development very much. I'm glad they didn't rush to have kids or to marry. The proposal at the beach while addressing Hongjo's dad was endearing.

Plot gets a 3/10 rating. There was potential... and it slipped through the writer's fingers. Loose threads were left untied. Side plots were abandoned or seemingly forgotten about.

Would I rewatch again? Maybe once I stop fuming about how Hongjo was treated by the show, but just for the Shinhong scenes. But it'll take some wound licking and fixit fic writing.

Please universe, give Boah better scripts. She's a wonderful actress and she deserves a role that's cool and that lets her showcase her talent. Many viewers seemed to lose their patience with her, even though the writing of the show was the true issue.

[withered-tears]

Howard couldn't believe it.

He was in a bed, an ACTUAL bed, and the craziest part? It was HIS bed.

After so many months of improvised and poorly constructed sleeping arrangements, it was so surreal.

His own bed, on his own room.

And he couldn't sleep.

It's not like he wasn't tired, in fact he was exhausted.

Their abrupt return created quite the chaos, all the sudden interviews and interrogations, not to mention the whole "actual contact with another sentient species" deal.

There was also the rush to a quarantined facility to make sure they weren't bringing any unknown alien virus, which admittedly, Howard hadn't even considered it.

But after hours and hours of frantic activity, his dad put his foot down (and his wallet out) and said:

"My son and these kids just came back from an horrible experience! What they need now is to go back to their homes, their families, and get a good night's rest!"

Well, it seems Howard was going to disappoint his dad, because he couldn't even keep his eyes closed for more than a few seconds at the time.

He was tired, yes, but something just wasn't right.

He felt nervous, on edge, he felt... exposed almost.

There was something wrong.

Something missing.

It was... It was too quiet.

There wasn't any rustling from Shingo getting up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom.

Nor any sleeping mumbles from Sharla.

Nor the quiet whispering of Bell and Kaoru exchanging guard shifts.

Nor the ruffling of Luna and Chako kicking each other in their sleep.

Nor Menodi and Adam's soft but not really quiet snores, that she would fervently refuse to admit to, even after months of all of them sleeping together.

How come after sleeping in literal caves, now Howard felt unsafe on his own room?

With a huff, he blindly grasped for his new phone on his bedside table.

He wasn't even sure when, but in the middle of the previous day chaos they all exchanged contact info.

Before he could talk himself out of it, he scrolled down until finding one of the new contacts and pressed call.

It was almost 3 am, he was not expecting Sharla to pick up immediately.

"Hey... Can't sleep either?"

Next day, Howard's parents find him snoring loudly, sprawled on the bed and hugging one of his extra pillows, next to his head lies his phone, battery almost depleted.

A chorus of barely audible snores can be hear coming from the device, while the screen reads "Howard added Sharla Menodi and 4 others to the group call"

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@samuraiwithachicken I did it x-X

And not sure yet but I MIGHT expand on this lhdksgkskdgbgfhvdxhbghc

[callaawrites]

NFWMB | cmj.

NFWMB | spicy headcanons

Pairing: choi mujin x female reader

Request: what would sex be like with choi mujin?

Genre: smut headcanons, nc-17!

Word Count: 1.5k lmao

Warnings: lots of filth (because why not???), explicit sex, dirty talk, unprotected sex, aggressive sex, slight impreg kink, foul language, sentence fragments + my scattered train of thought lmao, etc. DO NOT READ AND DO NOT INTERACT IF UNDERAGE.

Recommended Listening: Track 1, Track 2

Author’s Note: ty for the request, anon! this was a nice lil exercise to get into the right headspace to come back to writing heh. please enjoy!

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If I was born as a blackthorn tree I’d wanna be felled by you, held by you Fuel the pyre of your enemies Nothing fucks with my baby Nothing, nothing, nothing

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Mujin doesn’t let just anyone into his bed. He’s extremely picky about partners. He knows what’s at stake, he knows what he has to lose. Dongcheon has always come before anything and everything else.  

And so when he eventually (jfc) chooses a partner, you can bet that it’s going to be a long-term, exclusive arrangement.   

Here are the facts: Choi Mujin does not share. Choi Mujin calls the shots. And, lastly, Choi Mujin does not half ass anything. If he’s going to fuck you, he’s going to fuck you.

Once he sets his sights on you, he knows he has to have you. It’s weeks in the making. His team is intent on gathering as much intel as possible. It kind of ruins the mood for him tbh but he knows the organization comes first. He could never let anything dangerous potentially enter their midst.  

But once you two have passed all the hoops and obstacles, you are together. Just a man and a woman.   

Finally.   

Choi Mujin always burns hot, this uncontrollable fire of a man, but he is nothing if not patient.   

He will take his time with you, especially in the beginning. He will pick you apart, piece by piece, until you fall apart -- and then will painstakingly put you back together again with the same attentiveness too. He will want to know every freckle, every birth mark. Will memorize the spots that make you keen and shudder.   

(This initial process may take days, maybe weeks. He will seem almost possessed, in the moment, intent only on learning every single inch of you. He denies himself sex and simple pleasures so often. He has a lot of pent up energy and lost time to make up for lol. Make sure you stay hydrated and eat when he tells you to. You’ll need the energy to keep up with him tbh.)  

You’ll learn quickly that oral sex is an artform with him. He will lay you out on his bed, on his desk, on his couch, on his bar. Will have you sprawled out, legs over his shoulders, back arching off of the floor of his hotel executive office suite. Will eat you out anywhere and everywhere. If he’s craving it (and lbr, when is he not?) and your legs are parting, willing, he will take you and eat you out like a man starved.  

Maybe you’ve had bad experiences with oral sex before. Maybe your lovers haven’t enjoyed it nearly as much in the past. Whatever the case, Choi Mujin will destroy every single preconception or insecurity you may have had around it. Pussy is a delicacy. There’s no place better than having his face pressed between your legs, nose pressed into you, breathing you in. Mouth sucking noisily at your clit. Jaw dripping wet and your thighs burning from his stubble dragging along the soft skin there.  

The noisiest pussy eater ever tbh.   

Likes when it’s messy, likes when it’s wet. Likes coming away from between your legs with his entire mouth and face dripping with your want all over his chin and jaw. Shows him just how much you wanted this -- wanted him. He lives for this shit.  

Overstimulation to the max. Will drag out orgasm after orgasm just with his mouth and fingers alone. Probably hasn’t even taken off his dress shirt yet, when you’re already shivering and shuddering and twitching on his floor.   

Expect lots of dirty talk. He’s not one for degradation though. He isn’t here to call you a bitch or a slut. No, no, no. That’s all wrong. You’re the one he chose, the one he wanted, the one he craved. He’s going to treat you like a princess. He’s going to treat you like his queen.  

Fuck, baby, you’re beautiful. Look at you. Perfect. Gorgeous. Look at the mess you’ve made. Such a messy, messy girl. Do you want my cock? Tell me you want it. Tell me exactly what you want. I’ll give you everything you need.   

The size difference is extreme. He’s a big man. Big hands, big feet, big chest, big cock. And even if not for the sheer size of his person, his energy is even bigger. It wouldn’t matter if you were a foot taller than him, he has a remarkable talent for making everyone standing in front of him feel unfathomably small.   

(Side note: His cock isn’t some monster porn cock lmao. Maybe slightly longer than the average man. But it is t h i c k. Wide and thick and heavy in a way that you probably aren’t used to. Good luck.)  

It’s interesting to see him unravel during sex. He remains firmly in control for the first few sessions, I think. Is still testing the boundaries. Still seeing how far he can push you, how much you’ll take, how much you want him. Is gentle when he first slides into you, knows he may be too big. Presses his fingers into your mouth so that you have something to cry into and comforts you in a low, quiet murmur.   

Is soft, that first round. Slow. Thrusts are unhurried, almost lazy. Lets you feel him, inch for inch, until you can adjust to his girth. Takes his time fucking you until you think you may become wild for it, fully adjusted and slick and desperate, your own hips lifting up off the bed to meet his. Tell me what you need, baby. Be a good girl and tell me what you want.  

After that, all bets are off the table. I hope you have your seat belt on.  

Mujin is animalistic during sex. Once he’s fully comfortable with you (and you with him), he will fuck you like a man deranged.   

Loves wild, desperate sex, your fingers clawing down his back and his hand pressed to your throat. Loves when you buck against him, desperate for his cock, all inhibitions gone and thrown away. That’s it, sweetheart. Take what you want. Let me give you what you need. Expect tons of growling and tightly gripped hands and wet, sweat-drenched skin. Will plow into you like there’s no tomorrow.   

Will also mark the shit out of you. His teeth and mouth will be everywhere. There won’t be a piece of clothing out in the world that can hide just how much he’s marked up your neck and back and thighs. Is extremely possessive. Needs to know that the world will know you belong to him. Needs you to know that you belong to him.   

Honestly, a few sessions in, when he’s barely lucid and already completely safe and comfortable with you, his dirty talk will probably get even filthier. Want me to fill you up, sweetheart? Want my come all over you, inside you. You belong to me, baby. Honey. Let me fill you up. Fuck this cunt. Fuck this pussy. My pussy. My good girl.  

Is almost always barebacking, I think. Especially once you two have that kind of established relationship. There’s just something so animalistic and satisfying, for him, to be able to cum inside of you. To watch it dribble out of you after. To know that you will walk around in the world, on the streets, past strangers -- all these men and women -- who will not know that he is leaking out of you.   

Or maybe they will? Maybe they’ll be able to smell him on you? Maybe his scent, all wood and leather and cigarettes and sex, will be so deeply embedded into you by the time he’s had his fill.   

It’s shit like that that gets him off most tbh.  

Oh god I’m already past 1k LMAO let’s wrap this up... THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A SIMPLE EXERCISE CALLA WYD  

Okay but after everything is said and done, he will hold you and let you curl into him. Will smile when you fold yourself to fit against him, your flushed, red face pressed thankfully into the expanse of his sweaty chest. Enjoys when you let him care for you like this. He is as protective as he is possessive. Let him protect you, let him hold you.   

You will be sore all over and Mujin’s chest will be heaving from the effort. Who knows how long you two have been at it? How many days has it been? How many times did he feed you by hand, when you were too dazed and barely lucid to feed yourself?   

He will press a glass of water to your mouth. Will swipe your sweaty hair away from your face. Kiss your temple. Probably draw you a bath.   

...And bide his time until he can do this all over again. And again, and again, and again...  

So... what would sex be like with Mujin, you asked, anon??? Expect to be destroyed. He will ruin you, in the very best way possible.