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herrscherofinsanity · 3 months ago

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End Up Here

And when I wake up next to you I wonder: how did we end up here?

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Ning Ning (Ning Yizhuo) x fem!reader

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This was totally inspired by 'End Up Here' by 5sos.

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The bass thrummed through the walls, vibrating through your ribs as you pushed the door open. You weren’t exactly sure how you ended up here—one of those parties where everyone seemed effortlessly cool. A friend had dragged you along, promising “It won’t be that wild, I swear.”

You dodged a cluster of people who seemed way too comfortable dancing in a narrow hallway, clutching your drink for dear life. Your friend had vanished into the crowd within minutes, leaving you stranded in the ocean of strangers.

Deep breath, you reminded yourself. You can do this.

Stepping into the main room, you tried to look casual, like you belonged here. The kind of person who didn’t overthink how they held their drink or where to stand. But confidence was a fleeting thing, and before you could find your footing—

Thud!

Your shoulder bumped into someone, and cold liquid splashed down your hand. You gasped, horrified, looking up to apologize.

And immediately forgot how to breathe.

Ning Yizhuo. Ning Ning from aespa. Her bright eyes widened slightly, then softened with a smile. She was radiant, dressed down in a simple black top and ripped jeans, her fiery hair catching the party lights just right.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry!” you blurted out, heat rushing to your cheeks. You stared at the spill, wondering if you’d somehow just ruined her night. “I didn’t see you there, I—”

“It’s okay.” Her voice was warm, and to your disbelief, she laughed—a soft, melodic sound that made your stomach flutter. “Honestly, I needed to cool off a bit.” She glanced at her hand and then at your shocked expression. “Are you okay?”

Was she seriously asking if you were okay? After you’d just spilled your drink on her?

“I—yeah, I’m fine. Mortified, but fine,” you admitted, squeezing your eyes shut. “I didn’t mean to—”

“It happens.” Her smile widened, and she tilted her head, her gaze lingering on you. “You’re cute when you’re flustered, you know that?”

Your brain stalled. Did Ning Ning just call you cute?

You opened your mouth to respond—probably with something brilliant like “Uh”— when she reached out, gently taking your now-empty cup from your hand.

“Let me get you another drink,” she offered. “It’s the least I can do after you’ve had such a… memorable first encounter.”

You nodded, unable to stop the nervous grin forming on your lips. She leaned in just slightly, her eyes sparkling mischievously.

“Don’t worry,” she whispered. “I’ve got a feeling tonight’s just getting started.”

And for the first time all night, you stopped wondering how you ended up here—and started wondering where the night might lead.

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You followed Ning Ning through the crowd, heart pounding like the bassline in the background. How was she walking so effortlessly through the chaos while you stumbled like a baby deer? She glanced back to make sure you were keeping up, flashing that smile that made your knees feel like jelly.

At the makeshift bar—a kitchen counter cluttered with bottles and cups—she handed you a fresh drink.

“Here you go. No more spills, I promise.” Her fingers brushed yours, and you were pretty sure the warmth that spread up your arm wasn’t just from the drink.

“Thanks,” you managed to say, hoping your voice didn’t crack. You took a sip, trying to regain some composure. “So, uh… do you usually hang out at parties like this?”

She laughed, leaning her elbow on the counter, chin propped in her hand. “Not really. My schedule’s usually packed, but tonight’s a rare night off. I figured I’d see what it’s like to be just… Yizhuo for a bit.”

You nodded, trying to ignore the flutter in your chest. “Well, I’m glad you did. I mean—” Your eyes widened as the words stumbled out. “I just meant it’s cool you’re here. Not that you’re not usually cool. I—”

She giggled, her eyes crinkling. “Relax. I like talking to someone who doesn’t have a rehearsed script.”

You exhaled, a smile tugging at your lips. “Good, because I think I lost the script a long time ago.”

“Perfect,” she said softly, her gaze lingering on you for a beat too long. The noise of the party seemed to blur and fade, leaving just the two of you in sharp focus.

Suddenly, her eyes sparkled with an idea. “Come on,” she said, grabbing your hand. “Let’s get some fresh air.”

You didn’t protest as she led you through a side door to a quiet balcony. The chill of the night air bit at your skin, but the warmth of her hand in yours made it easy to ignore.

The city lights stretched out before you, twinkling like a million little possibilities.

She leaned on the railing, her fingers still loosely intertwined with yours. “You know,” she said, glancing at you sideways, “I was starting to think tonight would be boring. But then you bumped into me.”

You chuckled nervously. “I guess clumsiness has its perks.”

“Apparently,” she agreed, her smile softening. “Sometimes the best things happen when you least expect them.”

Your breath caught. “Yeah… I think I’m starting to believe that.”

The silence that followed wasn’t awkward. It felt like the kind of quiet where something good was just on the edge of happening.

She tilted her head, eyes meeting yours. “So… wanna see where this night takes us?”

You squeezed her hand, a smile breaking across your face. “Absolutely.”

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Soft morning light filtered through unfamiliar curtains, casting golden streaks across the room. You blinked awake, your mind fuzzy, the warmth of the blanket and the scent of something floral grounding you to reality. You stretched slightly, feeling a presence next to you.

You froze. Wait…

Turning your head slowly, your eyes widened as you took in the sight of Ning Yizhuo, her fiery hair tousled against the pillow, her face peaceful in sleep. Her lashes fluttered slightly as if she were caught in a dream.

How did we end up here?

The events of last night flickered back like snapshots: laughter on the balcony, whispered conversations, the way her hand never quite let go of yours. The world had blurred away until it was just the two of you.

You swallowed, the thrill and disbelief colliding in your chest. You hadn’t planned for any of this. You’d gone to a party expecting to stand awkwardly in a corner, maybe sneak out early. Instead, you were here, waking up beside someone who seemed worlds away from your own reality.

And yet… it felt right.

A soft murmur pulled you from your thoughts. Yizhuo’s eyes fluttered open, still hazy with sleep. When she saw you, a slow, lazy smile curled her lips.

“Morning,” she whispered, her voice low and sweet.

“Morning,” you echoed, heat rushing to your cheeks. “I—uh—”

She laughed softly, reaching up to brush a strand of hair from your face. “You always overthink this much in the morning?”

“Only when I wake up next to, you know… an international idol,” you teased, though your voice shook slightly.

Her eyes twinkled. “And here I thought I was just Yizhuo last night.”

You smiled, relaxing a little. “You were.”

She shifted, propping herself up on her elbow, her gaze searching yours. “You know,” she said softly, “I’m still her. Even when the lights and cameras go away.”

You nodded, your heart swelling. “I’m glad I got to meet her.”

She leaned closer, her face inches from yours. “I’m glad you did too.”

For a moment, the world held its breath. Then she pulled back, stretching with a yawn. “Come on,” she said with a grin. “I’m starving. Let’s get some breakfast.”

You laughed, the tension breaking into something light and easy. As you got up and gathered your things, you couldn’t stop the smile tugging at your lips.

You still weren’t entirely sure how you ended up here—but for once, you didn’t mind not knowing.

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The clink of cutlery and hum of conversation buzzed around the café as you stirred your coffee for the fifth time, the spoon clinking against the ceramic mug. The warm scent of pastries mixed with the chill of morning air wafting through the open window. Across the table, Yizhuo sat, casually popping a piece of toast into her mouth, a tiny smile playing on her lips.

You were trying very hard to act normal, like it was just another breakfast. Like the most stunning person you’d ever met wasn’t sitting across from you, her eyes sparkling each time they met yours. You told yourself not to overthink it. But your brain was already two steps ahead, cycling through everything that had happened in the past twelve hours.

This can’t be real. She’s so far out of my league.

Your phone buzzed, snapping you out of your spiral. You glanced at the screen—a message from your friend, the one who dragged you to the party last night.

Whaaaat??? You left wITH NING NING?? HOW?!

Another message popped up.

You better lock that down before she figures out you’re a mess and bolts.

Your stomach knotted. You glanced at Yizhuo, who was casually sipping her tea, completely unaware of the chaos your brain was brewing. What if she's right? What if this is just some fluke, and she’s going to realize it any second now?

“Everything okay?” Yizhuo’s voice cut through the noise in your head. She tilted her head, concern flickering in her eyes.

You plastered on a smile. “Yeah! Just my friends being… you know. Friends.”

Her brow arched playfully. “Let me guess. Something about me being ‘out of your league’?”

Your face went hot. “Uh… maybe.”

She set her cup down gently and leaned in, her eyes locked on yours. “You really think that?”

You swallowed, suddenly finding your coffee cup very interesting. “I mean… look at you. And look at me.” You forced out a laugh, trying to lighten the mood. “It’s like a rom-com cliché, right?”

Her hand reached across the table, her fingers brushing yours, grounding you. “Hey,” she said softly. “I don’t care what they think. I’m here because I want to be.”

Your heart skipped. “But why?”

Her smile softened. “Because you’re real. You’re not trying to impress me, or fit some perfect image. You’re just… you.” She paused, her thumb tracing lazy circles on your knuckles. “And that’s who I like.”

Your chest tightened, a mix of relief and disbelief swirling inside you. “You don’t think I’m going to mess this up?”

She laughed, a bright, carefree sound. “Maybe. But so what? I’m not going anywhere.”

Before you could respond, she leaned across the table and pressed a quick, gentle kiss to your lips. The world melted away for a second, the café, the doubts, the noise—all of it fading into the background.

When she pulled back, her eyes shimmered with quiet certainty. “I’m here to stay. If you’ll let me.”

You smiled, warmth spreading through you. The voice of doubt quieted, just a little. Maybe your friends were right that this was unexpected, crazy even—but maybe crazy was exactly what you needed.

“Okay,” you whispered, gripping her hand a little tighter. “Let’s see where this goes.”

She grinned, and suddenly, everything felt possible.

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The glow of the TV flickered across the dimly lit room. You were curled up on the couch, wrapped in a blanket that was almost big enough for two. Yizhuo sat beside you, legs tucked under her, eyes fixed on the screen as the suspenseful music swelled.

You tried to focus on the movie, but your attention kept drifting to her. The way her eyes narrowed when she was concentrating. The way she absentmindedly chewed on the edge of a popcorn kernel.

And then—bam! A jump scare.

You yelped and flailed, popcorn flying everywhere.

Yizhuo burst out laughing, clutching her stomach. “Oh my god, you scared me more than the movie did!”

You pouted, cheeks hot. “Not my fault the ghost popped out of nowhere.”

She grinned, picking a stray piece of popcorn from your hair. “You’re adorable when you’re terrified, you know that?”

“Glad someone finds my panic attack cute,” you muttered, but you couldn’t help the smile tugging at your lips.

She leaned in, her voice soft. “Come here.”

You scooted closer, and she tucked the blanket around both of you. Her warmth settled against your side, her head resting on your shoulder. The movie played on, but neither of you paid it much attention.

In the quiet, you felt it—the sense that you were exactly where you were meant to be.

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Sunlight filtered through the window, casting lazy patterns across the bed. You stirred, the world still soft around the edges. A weight rested on your shoulder—a familiar one.

Yizhuo was still asleep, her hair a fiery mess spread across the pillow, her face relaxed and peaceful. You smiled, your heart swelling as you traced the gentle curve of her cheek with your eyes.

You didn’t want to wake her, but your stomach had other plans. It growled, loud enough to break the silence.

Her eyes fluttered open, a sleepy smile curving her lips. “Was that you or a bear?”

You laughed softly. “Definitely me.”

She stretched like a cat, her fingers brushing your arm. “Pancakes?”

“Pancakes,” you agreed.

Neither of you rushed to get up. Instead, you stayed tangled together a little longer, soaking in the quiet, the warmth, the feeling that time had slowed down just for you.

Eventually, she murmured, “You know, I could get used to mornings like this.”

You squeezed her hand. “Me too.”

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The rain drummed steadily against the windowpane, the world outside blurred into shades of gray. You and Yizhuo sat on the floor, backs against the couch, a forgotten board game between you. The room smelled of warm tea and the faint scent of her vanilla perfume.

She sighed, watching the raindrops race down the glass. “Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to have a normal life.”

You tilted your head, surprised. “Normal how?”

She shrugged, a small, wistful smile on her lips. “Like… being able to go out without disguises. Not worrying about cameras or what people will say. Just… being free.”

You reached for her hand, squeezing gently. “I’m sorry. That sounds… heavy.”

She looked at you, her eyes softening. “It is. But then I remember I get moments like this.” She smiled, lacing her fingers with yours. “And it makes everything worth it.”

Your heart fluttered. “Even with my terrible board game skills?”

She laughed, leaning her head against your shoulder. “Especially with those.”

The rain kept falling, but inside, everything felt warm and right.

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You stared at your reflection in the mirror, pulling at the hem of your shirt. The party was already in full swing downstairs, the distant thump of bass vibrating through the floorboards. You were supposed to be mingling with everyone else, but instead, you were here, second-guessing everything.

Your eyes drifted over the outfit you’d chosen. It looked fine—okay, at best—but standing next to someone like Yizhuo, who seemed to shine effortlessly, you couldn’t help but feel… less.

Call me lucky, you thought bitterly, because in the end, I’m a six and she’s a ten.

You sighed, running a hand through your hair. Why did she keep coming back? Was it just a matter of time before she realized you weren’t enough?

A soft knock pulled you from your thoughts.

“Hey,” Yizhuo’s voice called gently. “You okay in there?”

You hesitated, then opened the door just a crack. Her face peeked in, brows furrowed in concern. “Why are you hiding up here?”

You shrugged, eyes dropping to the floor. “Just… needed a minute.”

She slipped inside, closing the door behind her. “You know you can talk to me, right?”

You took a shaky breath. “It’s just… sometimes I don’t get why you’re with me. You’re you—beautiful, talented, everyone wants to be around you. And I’m just…” Your voice trailed off, embarrassment crawling up your neck. “I’m just me.”

For a moment, there was silence. Then she stepped closer, her hands cupping your cheeks, forcing you to meet her eyes.

“Stop that,” she whispered, her gaze fierce but soft. “I wish you could see yourself the way I see you.”

You swallowed, the warmth of her hands anchoring you. “How do you see me?”

Her thumb brushed gently across your cheek. “I see someone real. Someone who doesn’t care about my status or my fame. Someone who makes me laugh, who listens, who makes me feel like it’s okay to just be Yizhuo. You don’t realize how rare that is.”

You blinked, your vision blurring slightly. “But what if I mess it up?”

She smiled, leaning in until her forehead rested against yours. “Then we’ll figure it out together. I’m not here because you’re perfect. I’m here because you’re you.”

A tear slipped down your cheek, and she kissed it away, her lips lingering just long enough to make your heart ache.

“You’re not a six,” she whispered. “And even if you were, I’d still pick you. Over and over.”

You exhaled a shaky laugh. “You’re too good at this.”

She grinned, her eyes sparkling. “Maybe. Or maybe I just know a good thing when I see it.”

The music downstairs shifted to something slower, the bass softer now. She took your hand, fingers threading perfectly with yours.

“Dance with me?”

You nodded, a smile breaking through the doubt. “Yeah. Let’s go.”

She pulled you close, the world outside fading as you swayed together. In that moment, the numbers didn’t matter. The doubts faded away. All that remained was the simple, undeniable truth: she was here, and she wasn’t going anywhere.

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The city lights blurred outside the cab window, streaks of gold and red painting the night. You leaned your head against the glass, your heart still fluttering from the evening’s events. The party had been a whirlwind, laughter and music swirling around you, but all you could focus on was her—Yizhuo’s smile, her fingers laced with yours, the way her eyes sparkled when they met yours across the room.

She shifted beside you, her hand finding yours in the dark. “Tired?” she whispered.

“A little,” you admitted, though the adrenaline of being next to her hadn’t quite faded. You turned to her, the cab’s dim interior casting soft shadows across her face. “But it’s a good tired.”

She smiled, her thumb brushing over your knuckles. “Tonight was fun.”

“It was,” you agreed, pausing for a moment. “I still don’t know how I got here. How I got you.”

Her eyes softened, and she leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to your temple. “Maybe you should stop asking how,” she murmured, “and just enjoy that we’re here.”

You smiled, her words settling into the quiet corners of your heart. She was right. Whatever twists of fate had led to this moment didn’t matter. What mattered was that you were together, against all odds.

The cab pulled up in front of your apartment building, the soft hum of the engine filling the silence. You turned to Yizhuo, suddenly reluctant for the night to end.

“Do you want to come up?” The words tumbled out before you could second-guess them. “Just for a little while.”

Her eyes searched yours, a smile tugging at her lips. “I’d love to.”

Hand in hand, you climbed the steps to your door, the night air cool against your skin. The world felt different somehow—lighter, brighter—as if all the doubts that used to weigh you down had melted away.

You unlocked the door and stepped inside, the familiar comfort of your space wrapping around you. Yizhuo followed, her fingers never leaving yours. She looked around, taking in the details of your life—small things that made you you.

“It feels like you,” she said softly.

You laughed. “That’s because it is.”

She turned to you, her eyes glowing with a warmth that made your heart ache. “Good. I like being where you are.”

You felt the last pieces of disbelief slip away. Whatever doubts lingered, whatever insecurities whispered in the back of your mind—they didn’t stand a chance against the way she looked at you, the way she chose you, again and again.

You smiled, leaning in until your foreheads touched. “I’m glad we ended up here.”

She laughed, her breath mingling with yours. “Me too.”

For a moment, the world held its breath. Then she kissed you, slow and sweet, and everything fell into place.

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A/N: Please tell me you know this song. I tried using second person pov for this one instead of my usual third person, but I'm not sure if I like it. Anyway, Aeri next?

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so1arso1stice · 1 year ago

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can u write bottom!ningning x fem!reader? Any plot you have in mind 🥹

ofc i can!

VERSACE PRINCESS

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f!bottom!idol!ningning x fem!switch!reader

summary: ningning was gone the whole day at a Versace event, and she had missed her girl so SO much ;)

warnings: smut, tongue play, sloppy kisses, overstimulation (ish), freaky shit in general, fingering, pet names, praising, after-care, a bit of fluff at the end

an: YESS IM SO HAPPY MY FIRST ASK IS A NINGNING SUGGESTION!!! ningning my girl frfr

the ending kinda sucks ik that im bad at writing endings from time to time so give me peace 🙏🏾

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it was 9pm, and you were on the couch watching tv, not! the tv was only just background noise to you, you were only looking at the door to see if you girlfriend, ningning had gotten back from her Versace event yet. at this point you’ve been waiting for around 2 hours for her and you’ve started to think that she’ll just come home in the morning. so you decide to try and actually find something good on tv to actually watch and you managed to find a show that’ll keep you occupied. after a couple minutes your eyes were glued to the tv.

until you heard keys jangling and the door rattling open, with an exhausted ningning walking into the house. you ran up to hug and kiss her “babe! i’ve missed you so much!” you said. you really, truly missed her; BAD. she did kiss and hug you back but they were more sloppy than her more classy, organized, kisses. you paid it no mind, it wasn’t the first time you guys were sloppy kissing.

ning says, in a more tired tone, “get on the bed, i have something for you.” she then whispers something in your ear,

“i want that pussy of yours so bad…”

you had a slight breath hitch. all you could do is just nod, go upstairs and get on the bed. you were contemplating on taking off your pants or waiting for ningning to do so, but you decided to take them off for her. (so kind of you 😊)

she walks into the bedroom and you were already on the bed, in a cute little pose for her. “damn,” “all dolled up for me?” she smirks “you really want to get ruined, huh?” you could only nod. you loved days when ningning was dominate!

she gave you a little pat on the head “mmm, my cute girl..” she sat down on the bed next to you and couldn’t stop looking at your already dripping wet pussy. she went to go and put her fingers in first, which already caused you to start opening up your legs. all she could do was lightly snicker. she loved whenever you acted like this, easily submitting to her. the sight was perfect in her eyes. she started to pump her fingers in and out, harder and harder. you couldnt help but start spewing out moans. this filled ningning with pure happiness, her favorite sound is your moans. she continue to pump her fingers in and out and you continued to moan those stunning moans.

“baby, i-im close…” you said. around this time, ningning was only fingering you for 8 minutes, that’s by far the quickest she’s ever made you cum. you could see her smirking. you could tell she was enjoying every second of this “cum for me, baby” were the only thing she said. without warning she added a third finger, very eager for you to cum “i can believe you’re about to cum so fast”

the third finger definetly you did leave you in some shock. you honestly felt like you were about to cum all over her. “your the only one who makes me feel like this, that’s why” you barely managed to speak out. you felt a pure state of joy. ningning has never really fingered you like this before, it seems like she’s extra eager to see you cum.

“ning, baby—“ you couldn’t even finish your sentence before you cummed all over her fingers. you could see her smile an actual smile of happiness. “good girl. let’s see if i can make you cum again” she smirks as she goes to face your pussy. again, without warning, she sticks her tongue up your pussy, eating up all of the excess cum still on you. you honestly felt like you could just cum again by the feeling of this. never ever has ningning been so eager to eat you out. (she had a long day so it’s ok 😄 )

ningning honestly felt like she could die at this moment. she was keeping her dominance but inside she felt an indescribable state of bliss. she didn’t even notice how fast and deep she was licking up your insides. she was pumping her tongue in and out, occasionally touching your g-spot.

again, you felt close “baby…” ningning’s eyes were closed and she could barely even speak. she just made a little “hm?” sound, with her mouth not daring to leave your cunt.

“i’m close… a-again” you could feel ningning smirking at you. you felt kind of embarrassed but didn’t really care, she knows what she’s doing.

ningning lifted up your legs, holding them up in the air. this sight was beautiful for the both of you. your pov: had ningning beautifully eating you out. and ningning’s pov: had her eating out the girl of her dreams.

“baby, i’m gonna cum again” ningning could barely even react. you hot cum had came slowly into her mouth. finally, she had backed up from your pussy to look at her beautiful, fucked out girl. “awh baby, you tired?”

you nodded. you felt kind of ashamed because you usually last longer. the ashamed-ness quickly washed away with your beautiful girlfriend giving you praises such as “my sweet girl” “i love you” “you did great”

“i’ll be right back my sweet” she then goes to get a towel and cleans you up. “awh baby! you shouldn’t have!”

“i wanted to, you deserve after care” she goes to kiss your forehead before getting into bed next to you to cuddle.

“my versace princess” you say as you kiss her on the cheek, eventually falling asleep in her arms.

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