#nct zombie

[canibalium]

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[idkanymark]

[1 step forward and 3 steps back]

haechan x f!reader | jaehyun x f!reader | zombie apocalypse au

INTRO: In a world shattered by chaos, survival was all that mattered. You had left behind everything you once knew, trading your past for a new life with a group of strangers who became your family. Among them was Haechan, whose warmth and humor had reignited a spark of hope you thought was lost forever.

But the past has a way of resurfacing when you least expect it. Jaehyun, your brothers’ best friend—and the shadow of a love you once held close—appeared like a ghost from another life, forcing you to confront the person you used to be. Torn between the familiarity of the past and the promise of your new future, you found yourself at a crossroads, where survival wasn’t just about staying alive—it was about choosing who you wanted to become.

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Lowkey inspired by: 1 step forward 3 steps back by olivia Rodrigo

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Being the youngest was never easy—especially when everyone around you had years of experience and wisdom you could never match. Growing up, you had always been on your own, learning to navigate life in your quiet, stubborn way. But now, in the middle of a zombie apocalypse, solitude wasn’t an option

Now you lived on the 10th floor of a pristine penthouse, a sanctuary in the middle of chaos. Somehow, this place had remained untouched. It was one of the few spots where the horrors of the outside world couldn’t reach. Zombies never climbed this high, and the building's reinforced entrances and secure layout made it the safest refuge anyone could hope for.

But safety came at a cost. The penthouse was crowded, filled with people just trying to survive—your brothers, their families, their friends, and most painfully, Jaehyun. The boy who had been your crush since forever.

Jaehyun had always been there: solid, dependable, and infuriatingly blind to you as anything but “Taeyong and Doyoung' little sister.” You couldn’t even blame him. It wasn’t like you made it easy. The tantrums you’d thrown as a child were legendary, and the mistakes you’d made trying to prove yourself felt endless.

But those were years ago. You weren’t the same impulsive kid who couldn’t keep up. You had grown, learned to pull your weight in the group, but no one seemed to notice.

Nothing more. It didn’t matter how much you’d grown, or how hard you tried to contribute. To Jaehyun—and to the rest of the group—you were still a kid, prone to mistakes and misunderstandings.

It had started when you accidentally overheard a conversation in the storage room. The man, Jinhyuk, one of the group’s scouts, was whispering with his sister, Minji. You weren’t trying to eavesdrop, but the tension in their voices made you freeze.

<<We can’t keep living like this>> Jinhyuk said, his voice urgent. <<If we take some of the food now, we can slip away tonight. They won’t notice until morning.>>

<<What about the others?>> Minji whispered.

Jinhyuk’s tone hardened. <<Do you think they care about us? Look at how they treat us. It’s every man for himself now.>>

Your heart pounded as the meaning of their words hit you—they were planning to leave, taking a significant portion of the group’s supplies with them. If they succeeded, it could mean starvation for the rest of you.

Without thinking, you backed away and ran straight to Jaehyun, blurting out what you had overheard. He didn’t hesitate to go talk to the leader, your brother Taeyong. He confronted Jinhyuk in front of the entire group, catching him off guard.

Jinhyuk panicked and denied everything, but when the group checked the supplies, they found evidence that he’d already packed several bags with food and water. It was enough proof to banish him immediately.

But no one ever knew how Jinhyuk’s plan had been uncovered. And while Jinhyuk was gone, Minji remained. She didn’t know for sure, but her sharp instincts told her you were involved.

<<You’re just a meddling little brat>> she’d sneered at you later, her voice low and venomous. <<You’re the reason my brother’s gone. Do you think you’re some kind of hero?>>

Her words cut deep, but worse was the way the rest of the group treated you afterward. To them, you were the immature, clumsy youngest—too naive to have done anything useful, yet somehow still at the center of their tension. You were easy to blame when things went wrong, and Minji made sure you stayed in everyone’s bad graces.

That morning, your brothers were packing up to leave for a supply run. The camp’s storage was running dangerously low, and as much as you hated being left behind, they were right to worry. The outside world was a labyrinth of danger.

Still, you had to ask.

<<Can I come?>> you ventured, your voice steady despite the knot in your stomach.

Taeyong didn’t even look up. <<You’ll slow us down, Y/N>> His tone was firm, like there was no room for argument.

You glanced at Jaehyun, hoping—praying—he might step in, that he might see you as more than the burden your brother painted you to be. But he stayed quiet, his eyes focused on the straps of his backpack as he adjusted them.

<<Be safe>> you whispered, the words barely audible over the buzz of preparation. You knew it wouldn’t matter. They wouldn’t hear the desperation you were hiding.

But Jaehyun turned, his gaze meeting yours for a moment too long. His eyes softened, and you swore you saw something—regret, guilt, or maybe even the beginnings of understanding. He opened his mouth like he wanted to say something, but Taeyong clapped a hand on his shoulder, pulling him toward the door.

<<Let’s go>> your brother said.

Jaehyun hesitated, just for a heartbeat, before nodding. And then he was gone, leaving you standing alone, feeling as though you’d been left behind in more ways than one.

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The isolation wasn’t just physical anymore—it had seeped into every part of your life. You were barely their sister now. Your role was reduced to a babysitter for Taeyong and Doyoung’s kids, a shadow lingering in the background while the adults strategized, planned, and survived.

Your suggestions were brushed off like meaningless chatter. You weren’t part of the group; you were the burden they tolerated. So, you started slipping back into old habits—letting your stubbornness and frustration take over. If they weren’t going to listen, why bother trying? You became the one they expected you to be: alone, messy, and always arguing, especially with Minji.

Minji seemed to take special pleasure in provoking you. Her snide remarks and sharp glares fueled your anger, making every shared room a battlefield. The tension between you two became a constant hum in the penthouse, an unspoken blame game that no one cared enough to resolve.

Until Jaehyun had enough.

It was during another heated argument with Minji that Jaehyun intervened. No one else was paying attention, but he grabbed your arm and pulled you into an empty hallway, away from the others.

<<When are you going to stop, Y/N?>> His voice was low but firm, laced with an exhaustion that mirrored your own.

You scoffed, crossing your arms defensively. <<She started it!>>

<<Please>> he said, running a hand through his hair. <<If you could just stop this act—>>

<<What will change?>> you interrupted, your voice sharp. <<I tried, Jaehyun. I tried to be better. I tried to help, and all it got me was being ignored. So why should I bother?>>

Jaehyun looked at you, his jaw tightening. <<Because you’re better than this, Y/N. You’re better than letting them be right about you.>>

But you’d had enough. The lump in your throat grew heavier, and before you could stop yourself, the words you’d been swallowing for years came tumbling out.

<<I like you, Jaehyun.>>

The confession hung in the air like a spark threatening to ignite.

<<Y/N…>> he sighed, closing his eyes like he was trying to block out the weight of your words. <<I can’t.>>

<<Then why?>> you snapped, your voice trembling.<<Why do you act the way you act? Why does it look like you care about me, only to leave me alone when it matters>>

He looked at you, and for a moment, you thought he might give you an answer that would make it all make sense. But when he spoke, it was like the final blow you hadn’t seen coming.

<<Because you’re a child in my eyes still>>

There it was. The answer you had been dreading but needed to hear.

You nodded, the tears burning at the edges of your eyes as you forced yourself to smile. <<Got it>> you said quietly. <<Thanks for being honest>>

<<Y/N, I didn’t mean—>> He reached for you, his expression softening, but you were already turning away, leaving him behind in the quiet room.

That night, while the rest of the group settled into their routines, you made your decision. If you weren’t part of the group, why stay? They didn’t need you, and the penthouse only made you feel more trapped.

Leaving.

It wasn’t impulsive. You knew exactly what you were doing. You packed what little you had—a flashlight, a knife, some food—and slipped out while the others were asleep. For the first time in months, you felt free.

It wasn’t until morning that they noticed you were gone.

The penthouse felt too quiet without you. Jaehyun realized it first, his stomach dropping as he checked your empty room. The others barely seemed to care.

As Jaehyun stormed into the kitchen, Taeyong and Doyoung were seated at the table, their kids on their laps, eating breakfast like it was any other day.

<<Are we really just letting her go?>> Jaehyun’s voice was sharp, angry.

Taeyong glanced up, his expression unreadable. <<She made her choice>>

Jaehyun’s fists clenched. <<She’s out there alone. Anything could happen to her>>

<<She’ll come back>> Doyoung said, his tone indifferent. <<She always does>>

But Jaehyun wasn’t convinced. Without waiting for permission, he grabbed his backpack and headed for the door, ignoring their protests.

He searched for hours, his eyes scanning every street and alley for a sign of you. The streets were eerily quiet, the distant groans of zombies the only sound breaking the silence.

When he finally stopped, exhausted and empty-handed, he whispered into the stillness, his voice cracking.

<<Please be safe out there>>

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You had told yourself you knew what you were doing, but deep down, you hadn’t stepped outside the confines of the penthouse in months. The world beyond those walls felt more like a distant memory now, a place too dangerous and uncertain for someone like you. So, you remained hidden, nestled in the middle floors, a safe distance from the chaos—but also far away from the sense of security you once had.

It was on the 5th floor, in the dimly lit stairwell, that you first saw him. You had been wandering, aimlessly trying to occupy your mind, when you spotted him sitting on the stairs. He was leaning against the railing, his head tilted back, eyes closed as though he was taking a moment to escape from everything—everything that had become too heavy to bear.

You hesitated, unsure whether to approach him or turn around. But curiosity got the best of you, and you moved a little closer, trying not to make a sound. It was an old habit you had developed when sneaking around in highschool—being quiet, being invisible. But you had no chance of going unnoticed.

<<You should learn to be more careful>> a voice broke the silence, smooth and teasing, as he opened his eyes and caught your gaze. The playful smirk on his lips made your heart skip a beat.

You froze, caught off guard, unsure of how to respond. His presence was unexpectedly disarming, like he had this effortless way of making everything around him feel less tense. He reminded you of the sun.

<<Hi>> he said with a grin, his smile lighting up his face. <<I’m Haechan>> His hand extended toward you, the gesture simple, but it felt like an invitation to something new.

<<Hi>> you managed, your voice barely above a whisper. <<I’m Y/N>>

<<What floor are you from?>>

The question hit you like a sudden wave. You didn’t have a floor anymore—not really. You had once lived above, in the penthouse, but that was before everything had changed. Now you felt lost, disconnected from the world you once knew. You lowered your gaze for a moment, unsure of how to explain.

<<I don’t have a floor anymore>> you muttered, the words slipping out before you could stop them. <<Not really>>

Haechan didn’t press. Instead, he studied you for a second, his eyes softening as if he understood something you hadn’t said aloud. There was a quiet pause, and then he broke it, as if trying to lift the weight that had settled in the air between you.

<<You know>> he said, his voice light, <<there’s a kindergarten here>> He pointed down the hall, a playful twinkle in his eyes. <<Would you like to play with me?>>

His words were simple, but they carried something different—something warm and inviting. For a moment, you couldn’t believe what you were hearing. Play? In this world, in a place like this? It felt almost impossible to imagine, like you had forgotten how to allow yourself to enjoy anything, to feel something other than survival.

But Haechan’s offer was sincere, almost like he didn’t care about the outside world for a moment, as though he was offering you something just for you—a fleeting return to innocence.

You hesitated at first, the idea feeling alien, almost childish. But there was something in the way he spoke, so lighthearted and carefree, that made it hard to resist. And so, without fully realizing it, you nodded. You didn’t want to refuse, not now—not when, for the first time in ages, something other than fear and pain felt within reach.

And just like that, you found yourself in a small, quiet room, filled with forgotten toys and the laughter that had been missing from your life for so long. The kindergarten, though worn down and neglected like everything else, still held a trace of its former joy. The walls, once bright with color, were now faded, but it didn’t matter. It was enough. For the first time in weeks, you felt lighter. You felt... happy.

You and Haechan spent hours there, playing simple games, laughing as if you were children again. In the midst of the broken world outside, in the middle of the chaos that surrounded you, this small corner of innocence was the only thing that mattered. For the first time in what felt like forever, you didn’t feel like you had to be someone you weren’t. You didn’t have to carry the weight of being strong, of trying to prove yourself. In this moment, it was just you, and it felt like a small, quiet victory.

You forgot about the outside world, about the zombies and the constant tension of survival. In this room, with Haechan by your side, you found a little piece of peace.

Haechan brought you to the 7th floor, where you were introduced to a completely different world. Unlike the penthouse on the 10th floor that had become filled with tension and frustration, the 7th floor was quiet, peaceful—almost a breath of fresh air. There were only eight people in Haechan’s group, and though they were a little rough around the edges, there was something about them that felt more grounded. They didn’t see you as the ‘youngest’, the ‘little sister’ or the person everyone felt responsible for. They saw you as you were—someone who could contribute, someone who could belong.

Mark, the leader of the group, exuded a calm authority. He had this quiet confidence about him that made it easy to trust him, even though you hadn’t known him for long. Jeno, his second-in-command, was more energetic but just as reliable. He had a leadership quality, too, and could step in for Mark whenever he wasn’t around. The rest of the group felt like a family: Renjun, Jaemin, Jisung, and Chenle, along with the two girls—Ningning, Renjun’s girlfriend, and Giselle, Mark’s girlfriend.

It was the first time in what felt like ages that you felt like you belonged somewhere. You weren’t the ‘baby’ of the group; everyone here was close to your age, and there wasn’t the same barrier of experience that had always set you apart from everyone in your brother’s group. For once, you didn’t have to constantly prove yourself. You didn’t have to fight to be seen as anything other than a nuisance or a burden. The dynamic felt more balanced, and for the first time, you could breathe easily.

The days you spent with them were different from anything you had known. Haechan had taken you under his wing, teaching you everything you needed to survive. He was patient, showing you how to search for food, how to stay alert when moving through the building, and even how to defend yourself if it ever came to that. He joked around with you, teasing you about your mistakes, but there was always this underlying kindness in the way he treated you. His jokes never felt mean-spirited. Instead, they were a way to break the tension, to make you feel at ease.

Despite the teasing, you couldn’t deny it—you were starting to fall for him. The way his eyes lit up when he smiled, the way he made everything seem less daunting, even in the middle of the apocalypse. He had a way of making you forget the dangers outside, making you feel safe even when everything else in the world was falling apart.

But that also scared you. You had been hurt before, and you didn’t want to go through the same thing again. You didn’t want to make yourself vulnerable to someone who might see you as just another “little sister.” But Haechan wasn’t like that. He didn’t know your brothers. He didn’t have the preconceived notion of you that they did. You weren’t Taeyong and Doyoung’s little sister anymore. You were just Y/N, a part of this small group—a person who could contribute, who could stand on her own.

Still, there were moments when doubt crept in. What if you were just another fleeting interest to him? What if he eventually saw you as nothing more than a burden too? You tried not to think about it, but it wasn’t easy. Every time he looked at you with that easy grin, every time his laughter rang in your ears, you felt something stir inside you.

But for now, you tried to push those fears aside. You were here, with this group, and that was enough. You didn’t need to complicate things with what-ifs and what-could-be’s. For once, you allowed yourself to simply be, to be part of something, and to let yourself enjoy the moments you had. Haechan might have been a part of those moments, but for now, that was all it had to be. The future could wait.

And so, you went on, learning from him, spending more time with the group. You began to go out for food runs, gathering supplies with Haechan and the others. Every time you returned to the 7th floor with your arms full of supplies, you felt like you were actually contributing to something bigger. You didn’t feel like the outsider you had once been. The group started to rely on you, to see you for more than just the “baby sister.”

Though your feelings for Haechan were growing stronger by the day, you held onto the one thing that had kept you grounded in the past: caution. You wouldn’t let yourself fall too easily this time, not until you were sure this wasn’t just another fleeting feeling. But still, when you caught his eye across the room, when his voice called your name, you couldn’t help but wonder if maybe, just maybe, you didn’t have to be so careful this time. Maybe this was where you finally belonged.

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It was your and Haechan's turn to go out on a supply run, this time to gather items that would help keep everyone warm. The harsh winter was fast approaching, and you knew the group couldn’t survive without proper insulation, clothing, and other supplies. As you both ventured into the cold, you found yourself on a familiar street, navigating through abandoned cars and crumbling buildings, searching for anything that could help.

But then, it happened.

You saw him.

It had been months since you had left the penthouse. You had pushed your memories of that place deep into the recesses of your mind, trying to move forward, to live in the present with the group who had accepted you. But there he was, standing in the middle of the street, looking more worn down than you remembered. His face was haggard, with deep bags under his eyes, and his hair had grown shorter. You could tell he hadn’t been sleeping well, and your heart clenched at the sight of him.

And then, he saw you too.

The recognition in his eyes was immediate. His expression softened, as if he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

<<Y/N?>> he whispered, taking a step toward you. Without warning, he closed the distance between you, wrapping his arms around you in a hug.

But before you could react, Haechan was there, his hand on his weapon. His voice was sharp, laced with concern and anger. <<Step back> Haechan warned, gun drawn and pointed directly at Jaehyun, who froze in place.

You didn’t hug Jaehyun back. You were too stunned, too caught off guard by the emotions suddenly rushing to the surface. The pain of everything that had happened—his words, the way he had treated you—was still there, raw and fresh.

Jaehyun didn’t let go, though. He gently cupped your face in his hands, his voice trembling. <<Thank you for surviving>> he said softly, his eyes filled with a mixture of regret and relief. You nodded, unable to speak, still processing everything.

Haechan kept the gun trained on Jaehyun, but when you gave him a small nod, signaling that you were fine, he reluctantly lowered it. Haechan’s heart, however, wasn’t fine. The shift in the atmosphere was undeniable. He had never known about your past with Jaehyun, and now, seeing the way Jaehyun was looking at you—he knew something happened.

Jaehyun swallowed hard, his voice thick with emotion. <<Come back with me. Everyone’s waiting for you. They miss you.>>

You looked at him, your eyes steady but distant. You knew he was lying. Deep down, you knew no one in that penthouse had been missing you. You had been nothing but a burden to them, and they had moved on the moment you had walked away.

<<Listen, what I said wasn’t true>> Jaehyun continued, his words tumbling out in a rush. <<I do like you too. No, damn it, I love you. I went crazy when you left. I hated everyone inside the penthouse. I was so scared of Taeyong and Doyoung. I’ve been their friends forever, and I fell for their little sister... It was wrong. They would’ve ended our friendship, and I couldn’t... All I’m saying is that you’re the love of my life, Y/N. Please come back with me. I need you>>

His words hit you like a punch to the gut. The tears threatened to fall, but you held them back, whispering in a voice full of pain. <<I’m the love of your life until I make you mad. Is that really love, Jaehyun?>> You could feel the weight of the question in your chest, and you were almost afraid to hear his answer. <<I spent days wondering if you loved me or hated me. It was draining>>

Jaehyun’s face crumpled, the reality of your words settling in. But before he could say anything else, you turned to Haechan, your gaze firm.

<<This is Haechan>> you said, your voice steady. <<I met him after I left the penthouse. He took me under his wing and taught me everything I needed to know to survive>>

Jaehyun turned his attention to Haechan, studying him with a mixture of curiosity and distrust. Haechan gave him a small nod in acknowledgment, his eyes lingering on your hand, where it remained unlinked from Jaehyun’s. Jaehyun’s hand hung awkwardly in the air for a moment before he finally dropped it.

<<He can come back with us>> Jaehyun said softly, his voice almost pleading. <<We have a penthouse and—>>

<<I’m not coming back, Jaehyun>> you interrupted, your voice firm, resolute. You pulled your hand away from him and stepped closer to Haechan, who instinctively moved to protect you. <<I have a new group, and I’m happy with them. I’m not a burden anymore.>>

Jaehyun’s face fell, his eyes full of pain and confusion. <<What about us?>> he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

With a deep breath, you looked him straight in the eye. <<With you, it’s always one step forward and three steps back, Jaehyun. You never had my back when I needed you the most. I’m done with that.>>

The words were out before you could stop them, and you felt the weight of them settle in your chest. Jaehyun’s face crumbled, the tears threatening to fall, but he held them back. He knew you were right. He had failed you when it mattered most.

You took a step away from him, your eyes not leaving his, before you turned to Haechan, who was already walking back toward the supplies. You didn’t look back again.

Jaehyun walked back to the penthouse, each step feeling heavier than the last. His mind kept replaying the moment he saw you again after all these months, but now you were different. Stronger. More independent. And then there was Haechan. Haechan had become a part of your life, a part that Jaehyun hadn’t expected, and one he wasn’t sure how to handle.

Entering the penthouse, he tried to mask the storm swirling inside him. The usual bustle of the group—Jungwoo, Yuta, Johnny, Taeyong, and Doyoung—was still going on. They were gathered around the table, talking and laughing, but Jaehyun couldn’t focus on any of it. His mind was still stuck on you: the way you looked at him, how you had changed, and the life you were leading without him.

He dropped his backpack heavily onto the floor, the sound echoing through the room, and everything came to a halt.

<<What's wrong, Jaehyun?>> Johnny asked, noticing the tension radiating from him.

Jaehyun took a deep breath, staring at the ground before speaking, his voice quiet and shaky. <<I saw her>>

The others exchanged confused glances. <<Who?>> Yuta asked, eyebrows furrowed.

<<Y/N>> Jaehyun’s voice cracked as he said your name. <<She’s not coming back>>

A long silence settled over the group as Jaehyun stood there, the weight of his words pressing down on him.

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Once you returned, your backpacks heavy with supplies, everyone was happy with what you two brought but Haechan couldn’t stop stealing glances at you. His eyes darted toward you every few seconds, as though he had something to say but couldn’t quite gather the courage.

<<Y/N, can I talk to you?>> he finally said, his voice so quiet that it barely carried to you, let alone anyone else in the room.

You nodded, sensing the seriousness in his tone. You followed him outside, the air between you charged with unspoken words. Somehow, you ended up on the fifth floor, the very place you had met him for the first time. The memories were still vivid, etched into the walls and the quiet echoes of that space.

<<Can I ask you something?>> he began, hesitant but determined. <<Who was he?>>

His question caught you off guard, but you knew exactly who he meant. <<Jaehyun>> you admitted, looking at him directly. <<My brothers’ best friend... and my first and longest crush, you could say>>

The words felt heavier now that they were spoken aloud, but you wanted to be honest. <<I came from the tenth floor>> you continued softly. <<They’re all still there>>

Haechan nodded, taking in your words, his gaze flickering with a mix of curiosity and something deeper. <<Do you... still like him?>> he asked hesitantly, as though the answer might hurt him.

You held his gaze, shaking your head firmly. <<No>> you said, the truth steady in your voice.

He seemed to gather his thoughts for a moment before speaking again, his voice even quieter. <<Can I tell you something? You can forget it after I say it, if it’s too much>>

Your heart skipped a beat at the vulnerability in his tone. <<Go ahead>> you said gently.

<<When you first met me here..>> he began, his words slow, like he was picking each one carefully, <<I was debating whether to... end it or keep fighting>>

Your breath caught in your throat as his words settled over you. The weight of what he was saying hit hard, and you looked at him, your expression filled with quiet sadness.

<<That day, I asked for a reason to keep going>> he continued, his voice raw and filled with emotion. <<And, funny thing—after a few minutes, you appeared.>>

Your chest tightened at the revelation, and his gaze met yours, unwavering. <<When I saw you, you were… shining. So brightly. Like a light in all the darkness.>> He smiled faintly, but it was tinged with vulnerability. <<I just wanted to tell you that I like you, Y/N. I have since that day. And the more time I’ve spent with you, the stronger it’s gotten.>>

His words left you stunned for a moment, warmth blooming in your chest. When you found your voice, it was steady and sure. <<I like you too, Haechan>>

He blinked, surprised at first, and then his expression softened into something you’d never seen before—relief, joy, and nervous excitement all at once. <<Can I… kiss you?>> he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

You nodded, and as he leaned in, your heart raced in time with his. The kiss started soft, tentative, but quickly grew deeper, more certain. It wasn’t just a kiss—it was an unspoken exchange, an understanding that had been building between you for weeks.

When you finally pulled apart, both of you were a little flustered, cheeks warm and breaths uneven. Haechan rubbed the back of his neck, a shy laugh escaping his lips. You’d never seen this side of Haechan before—timid, yet completely sincere.

<<So, uh>> he began awkwardly, <<would you—would you be my girlfriend?>>

Your answer came quickly, a soft but confident, <<I’d love to>>

Before he could say anything else, you leaned in to kiss him again, this time catching him off guard. He chuckled into the kiss, pulling you closer.

That floor, which had once been a place of shadows and uncertainty, now felt like the start of something new and bright—a place where the past faded, and your future together began

To new beginnings!

[sungtaro]

[castleofclouds]

𝐷𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚 𝐼𝑛 𝑍𝑜𝑚𝑏𝑖𝑒 𝐴𝑝𝑜𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑦𝑝𝑠𝑒

In 20XX a sudden virus started to break out, some people started to act violently and start eating others people brain, how do you think dreamie in this situation acted?

Caution! Fiction, Non-idol, mention of violence.

Story are by © castleofclouds, do not copy or repost without watermark!

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MARK LEE.

When Mark first discover the zombie apocalypse is happening around him he is stunned he doesn't know what to do but when he found his friends get bitten and started to change he realized that the nightmares had happened.

At first mark would try to survive on his own, but he keep trying to help other people to survive together but it would be impossible to protect everyone, he would start losing one by one of his friends that he just ended up alone.

That's until he found Renjun that are quick-witted and a know how, that they could finally survive together.

With renjun joining the group he became the oldest and have a responsibility to protect him, and renjun think of him as the leader of their troops because renjun knew he couldn't survive on his own.

Mark would totally survive with his good leadership and even save some people along the way until they found a save shelter for themselves.

RENJUN HUANG.

Renjun was scared, confused and depressed when he found out what happened around him, how everybody he knew started to turn into this weird brain controlled dolls that started to eating other people's brain.

At first renjun doesn't know how to survive, heck he never even learn how to pick up a gun, or even hurts a fly, how can he shot or punch those creatures? Especially with the faces of someone he knew.

Renjun didnt trust anybody and become very distant, he never let anybody got too close to him because he is afraid that they will turn into zombie and leaving him alone.

That's until he found Mark, that he realized he didn't have to pick a gun, or had to fight the zombie, he can survive using his working brains and make plans, he thinks of Mark as the leader that will help him get through this.

Renjun would totally survive, because he had the brain and the tactic to save himself and could save someone else.

JENO LEE

Jeno are quick to catch on things, he knew the world he lived right now are changing for worse and this could be the end of mankind if he didn't act fast, so he did.

He had the talent for saving himself and other people, he knew how to hold a gun, and shot at exactly their head to stop them from the undead.

Every time he saw the faces of people he shot he got instant regret and often trying to hold back his tears, he could always see their last goodbyes before death, again.

Even though he had what it takes to survive, he still need someone to help him to watch his back, that's when he found Mark and Renjun, and decided to join the gang and survive.

Jeno would 100% survive, he had a strong will to live and would always tried his best to stay alive.

HAECHAN LEE

Haechan already predicted this once he heard about those weird viruses that start spreading like a wildfire from around the world, and he come prepared.

Haechan is smart but sly, he would try to robbed anything that he could get just to make sure he is survived, even if it means to sacrifice someone else to get him save, he would.

Haechan doesn't have the talent, but he do have the brain, he knew what kind of scenario that are going to happen and trying to outplay the world.

Haechan first encounters with Mark team, he tried to make sure he is at advantages and since he saw the team were a great package, his tickets to a safe place, he take it without much thoughts.

Haechan percentage is high when it comes to survival, he is a intelligent and flexible making him one of the first to found a way to survive than anybody else.

JAEMIN NA.

Jaemin looks calm but he actually isn't, inside his head there's so much thought that need to process when he heard the news, he couldn't believe his ears when he heard it.

Jaemin were different, he always think before he act, and that's why he kinda slow in decision making and it doesn't do him any favor.

He doesn't have what it takes to survive besides his big muscle, he needs someone to watch his back while beat the hell outta this brainless creatures.

He was saved by Jeno because one of the Zombie almost got him, when he found the team he decided to tag along in order for him to lived.

His percentage of survival, or even his survival instinct are quite low than the other but he save anyway, no one knows why, but he did managed to.

CHENLE ZHONG.

When Chenle realized the world he living are in chaos he doesn't know what to do, heck he even tried to stay calm, but reality keep pushing him over the edge.

Chenle doesn't have any talent in martial arts and it's really bothered him, he always tried to save someone else and put them before him, yet he always get betrayed in every troop he is in, that he just decided to stop helping, and more surviving.

Chenle is flexible that's for sure, consider all of the training he used to do in basketball, all of his teammates have turn into zombies, and beating them to death making him more traumatized, that he just become numbs to the pain.

One time he found Renjun that help him when he was surrounded by zombies, the first thought that came to his minds were, is this an angel? Is God finally heard his pleas? That he cried, for the first time.

Chenle have a strong will to live, even if everybody think otherwise he had a good mental, and he always make sure to save everybody that in needs.

JISUNG PARK.

Jisung predicted that something worse is happening around him, yet he doesn't know how to act, what should he do, who should he save? Himself? Or everybody around him?

Jisung often felt helpless, because in every troop he is in, he is always the one being saved, and seeing everybody around him turn into those undead always make him feels like he is the problem.

He got bitten once and think that his live are ended, but he thinks he is actually gifted, because it's been 2 months and he still didn't change like the two other, he knew that he is the cure for this mess and tried his best to lived.

When he first found Mark troops he was crying on the ground, he was helpless, he doesn't know if he should even continue to survive, but Jaemin saved him and he is okay after a long day, he finally speak again.

His survival instinct are quite low, even at the lowest poin, he cared too deeply and cried a lot, but the people around him that save him until today is what keeping him going.

Mastelist.

A/N

Get this idea while watching The Last Of Us ngl, THAT SHIT WAS FIRE!! goshh.. That must have been terrifying, how can someone even lived like that, ngl if I were in a zombie apocalypse I won't even survived, I don't have what it needs to survive on my own, probably like Jisung in this scenario? Btw this one is a different, let's just think of it as a treat, ofc I'm going to continue my other series 😞😞 just wait. Btw! Thanks for the notes lately guys, y'all have been helping me a lot lately 💋

[jongupscrookedteeth]

NCT, Winwin - zombie apocalypse moodboard

Please note that I created the collage but the photos are not mine credit to original owners

[dorislitterbox]

SERIES: Echo Of Dreams

Synopsis: 7 dream, a group of friends at school, has caught themselves in a dilemma. A new virus outbreak has started near their school, the seven of them will have to stick together in order to survive.

TW: character death, zombies, death, gore (blood, bones, decay), angst, anything that irks you about zombies, offing ones own life.

masterlist

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do not copy my work. 1k+ words

A/N: Hey cznies, hope you like the first part of this series, if you enjoyed it please like, reblog and follow. Updates should be pretty frequent.

1. Everyone Hates Mondays

The weeks leading up to summer vacation were tedious to say the least. A group of seven boys had a knack for skipping morning classes on Mondays, choosing to meet up at lunch time to engage in a bit of chat until their extracurriculars began.

Mark Lee the designated 'leader' of the group, sat at one of the corners of the table. Usually, he would opt to wear proper school attire but on this particular Monday it was far too hot to wear anything other than the basic dress pants, shirt and vest the school provided. His blonde hair stood out among the crowd of students, who in contrast to him, all wore their hair in natural colors. Chenle sat facing Mark, he had basketball practice in the afternoon so he chose to wear sweatpants and a short sleeved dress shirt for a quick change. Lee Haechan, notorious for being the troublemaker of the group sat next to their leader, complaining, once again, about the texture of the food they got served.

"I just can't understand why our school just won't feed us decent food, this shit has been the same flavorless slop for years" Haechan loudly exclaimed.

"I think the purpose of the food is too keep us alive for the day, not exactly to be a five star Michelin meal" stated Mark. Chenle giggled at the older boys attempts at damage control.

Haechan scoffs, "I should file a complaint to Renjun, I heard he got elected for Head of Student Council, maybe he can take my complaints to the school administrators."

"So you got wind of the news" said Renjun plopping down next to Chenle, " I got Head position".

" I expected nothing less from our model student, congratulations!" Haechan starts to clap loudly in the rather quiet canteen causing other students to join in on his boisterous celebration for his friend. Renjun ducks his head down and silently cursed at him at the poignant display of celebration. The other three wheeze with laughter at Renjun's humiliation, "Now I can get 'my friend is the Head of student council' privileges" Haechan states.

"You wish, I already marked you down for not being in proper school attire". Renjun fires back

"What the heck? you know that this look is my signature style" he said pointing to his black shirt which was an obvious violation of the school dress code, "White washes me out, if I can't be the smartest I can sure as hell be the hottest". The comment collected a cumulative groan from all the boys at the table, " What? it's not like it's a huge problem, I'll just wear my school jacket over it." he says raising his hands.

"What did we miss?" 3 boys approached the table. A tall boy with black hair that was buzzed at the sides, another with light pink hair and one with a dark brown shade. All of three of them had similar broad shoulders and strong statures. "We heard clapping from here and assumed that Haechan was up to one of his antics" joked the black haired boy.

With only six chairs at the table, the boy with the pink hair skillfully plucked an unoccupied chair from an adjacent table and sat down at the head of the table. "I can only assume it's because our class president got Head of StuCo" he teased Renjun, lightly shaking his shoulders.

"How come you three look like a boy band?" questioned Mark, as the three boys wore similarly styled clothes.

The pink haired boy sets down his utensils and clapped to gain the attention of everyone at the table. "Triple J" he says with gusto.

"What!?!" Haechan and Chenle laugh out.

"Ya, stop laughing, it stands for Jaemin, Jeno and Jisung" Jaemin says proudly.

"I mean that's obvious but what's the occasion?" Chenle says.

"We are starting a new gym club at school" Jeno says while digging into his home-cooked meal of chicken breast and rice. Jisung nods in agreement. "It was only right to name it after ourselves".

"I suggested "Narcissism", you know to encourage confidence, but the school administrators said it was too inappropriate for school". Jaemin complains.

Mark who had been on his phone, suddenly stilled in his seat. " Yo guys there's news of some attacks near the school, apparently some kids are fighting... no biting one another?"

"What? that's absurd, probably the weird stoner kids getting freaky" joked Haechan. Jeno, Jaemin and Chenle sharing a laughter at the comment. While Renjun and Jisung got up from their seats and huddled around Mark's phone.

"Bro that's freaky" Jisung said, "Why do they look like that?"

"What if its a zombie outbreak?" Renjun ponders.

"What are you on about?" Haechan rolls his eyes and casts his eyes on Mark's phone, " Wait why do they look like that?"

A loud bang on the canteen window startles the 7 boys. A girl starts to scream at the students from outside, but nothing is heard as the windows were reinforced to be soundproof. Renjun tries to read the lips of the girl. When he manages to decipher her desperate pleas and the words 'help me' escapes his own lips the girl is suddenly thrown to the ground by a boy. The canteen sits in silence. Until blood splatters across the panes of the windows like a gruesome painting. Some scream, some are paralyzed by shock and some get up to access the mauled body.

"Get the fuck up we're getting out of here" states Renjun. Everyone gets up from the table. Jaemin and Jeno gear up with chairs while Haechan fills his pockets with the biscuits that were served to them and Mark proposes they make their way to the second floor and hunker down in a classroom. Their actions are halted by the sound of glass shattering. The world went silent, the window was broken, they were going to get in. The realization washes across the mind of every boy at that table like a cool breeze, leaving them frozen in fear. The words 'run!' pierces their dazed state before they dash out of the doomed canteen.

[xiaoderyy]

THIS IS NOT KPOP RELATED BUT I JUST WANNA KNOW

😭😭

[yixinghoneybee]

My favourite songs from June (in no particular order):

Cosmic - Red Velvet IT IS L0VE ♥ - HWI YOUNG XO - EVNNE Right Now - LAY Stupid Cupid - NCT DREAM She A Wolf - WayV hey! hey! - TWS ZOMBIE - EVERGLOW SUPERPOWER - BLITZERS Rainfalls - H1-KEY

[married-2-the-music]

Kpop Classics: Generation #3

K-pop: A Starter Pack (Gen 3) A breakthrough to the West, with a separation into “cutesy”, or more poppy and childish, and “mature”, or more electronic and dark, groups. Most people’s introduction to k-pop: BTS, BLACKPINK, TWICE, and Red Velvet. 2013-2017.

[mingi-bubu]

34. Returned From the Dead Kiss

Another one for the 76 Kisses challenge!  Just like what accidentally happened in the doyoung x reader/reader x mark (platonic) one, I forgot to put a kiss in.  Though, I don’t personally see this as an issue for this one.

gn!reader x jaehyun x haechan (platonic?  love triangle?  who’s to say), supernatural exists au, necromancy, comes back and something’s wrong but not in the typical way, 737 words   (i so want to make a sequel akdljfs maybe even find a way to connect it to my reader x seokmin magic au lol)

76 Kisses Masterlist

“… Well, this is awkward,” you say, digging the toe of your sneakers into the cracked dirt beneath you.  You were surrounded by the pale halo of dry grass.  It had to be at least a ten-foot radius, minimum.  At least the full moon was nice; no clouds to block the light.

“This is also your fault,” the ghost snarks back at you.  “You were supposed to kiss and make up, not kiss and wake up!  Now look at me!  I’m translucent.  Practically see-through!”

“I hate to be that person,” says the corpse sitting against his headstone dryly, “but 'translucent' is 'see-through'.  Which, well, you are.”

“Thank you for your insights, Jaehyun,” you say politely.  He smiles back at you, the necromantic magick giving him the same boyish charm in death that he had in life.  A few green lights twinkled in and out of sight around him.  Proof of your magick working.

“No, Haechan, I’m not ignoring you at all!  I’m definitely apologizing for turning you into a ghost,” Haechan mocks before his frustration seeps through again at the end.  “I didn’t mean to warp your energy and transform you from a respectable and honored vǫrðr to some pathetic apparition.”

You suppress the urge to roll your eyes at his dramatics.  He deserved to be dramatic about this.  You’d be upset, too, if someone performed magick that took away your necromantic ability and gave you wind magick or something.  Jaehyun, however, has no such need to hide anything.  This misstep in your casting allowed him to come back with more vigor than he would have otherwise.

“I am sorry, Haechan,” you say, frowning at him.  “I didn’t realize that you were touching the grass when I cast.  I guess that little connection was all it took.”  You make a series of movements with your hands, looking almost like you were typing in mid-air.  Haechan glows green for a moment, the same kind of green surrounding Jaehyun, before it fades away again.  His gray-blue aura makes him look more like some faded painting of a hero from a romance novel than a ghost, but you figure now isn’t the right time to say anything.  There was something… off, about this.  You know this spell like the back of your hand.  That little connection wouldn’t have really done anything except maybe make him feel a bit wrung out.

“That better have told you how to fix me,” he threatens.

“Nah,” Jaehyun says from the ground, tilting his head back to look at Haechan properly.  “I like you better like this.  You’re more entertaining.”  When Haechan tries to kick his leg and goes through it, Jaehyun says, “See?  Imagine if you were still vǫrðr!  You would’ve actually hit me, and that would be boring.”

“Is it possible to kill a corpse?  That seems like something that could happen.”

Now you roll your eyes at Haechan’s dramatics.  You nudge the end of Jaehyun’s dress shoe with your beat up sneakers, mind working out what could have gone wrong.  “Stop egging him on.”

He turns his head to you, dirt falling from his hair to his shoulders with the movement.  He has a smirk painting his features, as if he’s about to say something that will amuse you and tick Haechan off at the same time.  His smirk disappears when he sees the expression on your face.  “Is everything okay?”

You blink a few times, coming back to conversation.  “No, yeah” you say, still sounding distracted, “it’s fine… I think.”

Haechan floats over next to Jaehyun so both of them are facing you, matching looks of concern on their faces.  “You think?”

You open your mouth to reply, then close it again with a frustrated sigh.  “I know this spell forwards, backwards, and upside down.”  The two nod.  “Haechan should just feel, at most, exhausted.  You,” you look at Jaehyun with your brows furrowed.  “You shouldn’t have fragmented necromantic magick floating around you.  It should have been absorbed completely by you, or else the spell would have rebounded.  Something… Something is wrong.”

Jaehyun and Haechan share a worried look before their eyes come back to you.

You feel a surge of power run through the ground and into you, leaving as fast as it came.  It left you dizzy.  It left you feeling cold, colder than Death.

“Something is terribly wrong.”

[phosphorenj]

catch fire

renmin fic

9k words

zombie apocalypse au, strangers to lovers, action/adventure

[written for renminfest round 2, #015]

[beguilebrontide]

Do you think Johnny’s parents named him after the Garfield character?

Are we sure there’s no relation

[peacheeeliz]

COMMUNITY

SYNOPSIS ⤏ mark, desperate to talk to the cute girl in his japanese class, forms a study group. who knew that other struggling college students might want to join a study group?

PARING ⤏ nonidol!mark x nonidol!fem reader

GENRE ⤏ smau, written, rom-com, fluff, college au, slowburn, mark is so down bad, but so is y/n eventually

FEATURING ⤏ mark, donghyuck, jaehyun, jungwoo, and johnny from nct 127, julie from kiof, kim jiwoong from zb1, minnie from idle, and allen from cravity (+ mentions of a TON of other idols)

FACECLAIM ⤏ faceclaim for y/n purely for picture purposes!! (@ 0ki0h on ig)

WARNINGS ⤏ swearing, sexual and kys/kms jokes, pls ignore timestamps 💔, mentions of jaehyun being a stoner, a bit of bullying, more to come

PLAYLIST ⤏ at least it was here, the 88 | 200, mark | red wine supernova, chappell roan | i wanna be yours, artic monkeys | dandelion, jaehyun | just for me, pinkpantheress | snap out of it, artic monkeys | urs, niki | right here, keshi | falling in love, cigarettes after sex

STARTED ⤏ 9/21/2024

STATUS ⤏ complete ♡

NOTE ⤏ community is literally my favorite sitcom, so when their tiktoks started popping up on my fyp, i couldn't resist making a smau inspired by it 🥴

PROFILES & CHAPTERS

STUDY GROUP | MEAN GORLS | BIBLE STUDY

prologue. try it bite it lick it spit it

episode 1. community

001. i could literally kiss u

002. i love ur brother too (469 wc)

003. they're not soundproof (1046 wc)

004. what the fuck am i chopped liver (653 wc)

episode 2. fundamentals of accounting

005. seize the day

006. DAY SEIZED (821 wc)

episode 3. psychology of personality

007. the apple of my eye

008. thanks soso much

009. alpha i need you......

episode 4. problems in history

010. WHY NTO

011. GYATT DAMN

012. u told me u kissed him

013. she's so crazzzzzzzy

episode 5. self defense & combatives

014. hyuck :((

015. old barbie movies??

016. friday. three o'clock. right here. (539 wc)

017. the what on friday?

018. beat his ass mark (1039 wc)

episode 6. heating laboratory

019. concrete jungle

020. love at frost sight

021. OHHHH WHAT THE FUCK

episode 7. survey of characteristics

022. FREAKISHLY YOUNG??

023. except ur both stupid

024. (not stupid ☝️)

episode 8. intro to media communication

025. uu feel lile home

026. i wish i waa qith u

027. why does my heart still feel heavy

episode 9. critical thinking

028. we need to talk

029. am i stupid (639 wc)

030. snap out of it

031. my favorite study buddy

episode 10. team sports

032. fuckass burger

033. i gotta piss (1107 wc)

034. zombie by the cranberries (1497 wc)

035. my jellies are tingling... (1073 wc)

036. these kids are so weird,,, (1474 wc)

episode 11. human relations

037. stupid ass friends

038. FYM SADLY??

039. i love you man (1925 wc)

040. meet me at the apateu, apateu

041. my favorite part of the year 🩷

☆©peacheeeliz, 2024

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ taglist is closed!

[jongupscrookedteeth]

NCT, Shotaro - zombie apocalypse moodboard

Please note that I created the collage but the photos are not mine credit to original owners

[atzloverr]

My favorite fics/blogs!!!

(multifandom)

The answer by @berryunho

this might me by favorite ateez fic y’all… It’s literally so GOOOODDDDD I’m obsessed… (atz x reader, cult au)

@freyaphoria

this entire blog is everything !! (never stop posting girl your stories are amazing) lovely yandere atz x reader stories

@yankpop

A blog with lots of yan bts x reader and I’m here for it!

Abundance by @angelicyoongie

ot7 hybrid bts x reader, I’m literally obsessed with this story and I still hope that the author picks it up again 😭

Caught between the devil and the deep blue sea

(ao3) LOVE this ot8 ateez x reader fic!! The story is so good I’ve literally cried reading it…

Polarity

(ao3) yandere Jungkook x reader. I don’t need to say more. Read it.

The obsidian pearl by @angelicyoongie

yandere mermaid!Seokjin x reader, only a few chapters, but still amazing!!!

Complete

(wattpad) I don’t know how many times I’ve reread this story… It’s my comfort fic i think😭 a bts x reader soulmate au fic.

The four kingdoms

(wattpad) another AMAZING bts x reader story. This fic is the first part of the “blue eyes” series, and I’ve read all four parts like a million times… The following parts:

pyramids, dynasty, mist (mist isn’t finished)

Seven sins

(wattpad) seven deadly sins!bts x reader.

Blood ink

(wattpad) tattoo artist!Jungkook x reader, gang au

Circus by @lani-heart

A sweet (and angsty) fic about ot8 hybrid!ateez x reader!!! I highly recommend it! (ongoing)

@cheollipop

suuuuuch a good blog, has atz x reader and some svt x reader

@angelicyoongie

Amazing bts x reader stories!!! (two of them are mentioned in this post lol)

@xosannie

lovely nsfw ateez x reader, I’m so happy I found this blog likeeee, obsessed with their work dirty little secret (mingi x reader)

Guerilla by @sorryimananti-romantic

serial killer!Yunho x reader, literally obsessed with this and their entire blog!!!! And I’m Yunho biased so this hit the spot

@bro-atz

One of if not THE best atz nsfw x reader fics… Literal art, go follow right now!!!

Heavy and sticky by @k-hotchoisan

some filthy Seonghwa x reader smut!!!

When flowers bloom in the dark by @makeitmingi

Already so invested in this mafia au Hongjoong x reader story. It’s sooo good

Atz as boyfriends (nsfw ver) by @sorryimananti-romantic and @eightmakesonebraincell

explicit ateez ot8 headcannons (I’m obsessed)

The feral drabbles by @mint-yooxgi

Ateez (and skz but I haven’t read) x reader one-shots/drabbles!!! Includes darker themes (yandere), and omg this writing is so good!!!

@last-words-ofashootingstar

such good ateez x reader fics and drabbles!!! this blog has yandere content as well! Love their work allure

@gyupinkys

amazing svt x reader and atz x reader!!! I love their work like crazy (yandere Seonghwa x reader)

Our leaves must fall before our flowers can bloom by @eightmakesonebraincell

poly ot8 atz x reader and ice hockey au, I literally died when reading this the writing is insanely good

Mist of celeste

(ao3) craziest read in my life. Space pirates atz x reader and this is a literary masterpiece. Read. It.

@holybibly

THE ONE AND ONLY QUEEN (atz x reader)

Sentinent by @trivia-yandere

(Oneshot) Yandere android namjoon x reader, omg I am obsessed with this and the author’s other works!!

Bloodline

(ao3) INSANE READ. I literally pray to god that this ot8 atz x reader story continues!!!

Case: It’s You by @potatomountain

Ahhhh this poly!atz x reader story was so amazing!!!! The twist in this was absolutely crazy, and I can’t wait for book 2 to get released! This author ate the enemies to lovers au

Charade

(ao3) I just LOVE this ot8 atz x reader!!! This story is a zombie-apocalypse au!

@smileysuh

I love this blog so much!!! I love their NCT and SVT fics, and I strongly recommend their fic daylighter (vampire!Wonwoo + Werewolf!Mingyu x reader)

I’ll update this post if I find new works that I enjoy!

my masterlist

[sluttyten]

Kinktober 2024: Gods & Monsters

main masterlist

Thirty-one days of NCT member short fics. This year with the theme of Gods & Monsters (aka pretty much every fic is going to include a supernatural twist)

NSFW 18+, Minors DNI

Day 1: By the Moon

Hendery is a werewolf, you are his chosen prey for the night - kinda dub con at first, stalker, hunter/prey, belly bulge

Day 2: limited time only

Jaemin appears to you on the beach like a god born from the sea, and immediately there's a connection. But there's something mysterious about him that you can't quite place, though your friends have their suggestions - semi-public sex, beach sex, wax play, grinding, nudist Jaemin

Day 3: magic tricks and magical d*cks

Johnny is the High Warlock of Chicago, and you are eager to learn all of his tricks - wand puns, magic, blowjobs, cock worship, strangers to lovers

Day 4: Siren's Call

Renjun is a tourist that doubts the local legends of sirens, and you're a siren that just wants to get to know him better - fingering, dry humping, spanking, stuck in a wall

Day 5: Finding Home

Jaehyun and you meet in a world overrun with zombies, and although you want him desperately, it takes a close shave with death to get either of you to make a move - shower sex, daddy kink, thigh riding, handjob, choking, penetration

Day 6: Freaky Love

Ten is your obsession. Your paths keep crossing, not all of them due to your stalker behavior, and each time your obsession grows until one fateful night when suddenly all of your actions feel validated - stalker, obsessions, masturbation, pillow humping, voyeurism, gloryhole, anonymous sex, blindfold, riding, fingersucking

Day 7: dog days of summer

WinWin is your boyfriend with strong golden-retriever boy energy, always happy to see you and go places with you. When you take a weekend trip away, you finally realize why that might be -- car sex, fingering, foot fetish, toe sucking

Day 8: Little Shop of Wonders

Kun and you discover a magical little shop, get into a plant that the shop owner warns you is a strong aphrodisiac, and much sexual fun ensues -- sex pollen, consensual free use, fuck toy, shower sex, lots of cum, facefucking, masturbation, bukkake, cunnilingus, blowjobs, slight exhibitionism, subspace

Day 9: The Devil in Me

Haechan is a demon, you're a virgin sacrifice, but things don't go as planned with the sacrifice, and suddenly you're infatuated with a demon, but the craziest part is maybe he's interested in you too -- loss of virginity, first time, oral sex, marking, biting, possessive/protective Haechan, mentions of human sacrifice, demons, a lot softer/romantic than it sounds

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Day 13: mine for the taking (Raw)

Taeyong and YangYang are your companions in the zombie apocalypse, and it just makes sense when you start sleeping with both of them -- cnc, bondage, outdoor sex, oral sex, face fucking, threesome, dirty talk, praise