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melminli · 4 months ago

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Pink Pony Club

summary - you weren't expecting much from your evening in a shitty bar, but then you saw a pretty woman sitting next to you.

pairing: cho hyun-ju x fem. reader

word count: 1.2k

contains: wlw, angst w/ comfort, fluff, a bit transphobia, pre squid game au

a/n: hyun-ju was my fav this season and i literally love her so much - she deserves the world and more😔💕

the request.

You looked bored at your drink while you caressed its round surface with your index finger. Your friends had finally managed to drag you to one of their favorite bars and, you didn't really enjoy being here, as you had expected since it was pretty, well - straight.

You were fine with it at first, when you all sat down at a table and just talked and laughed together. However, after a while a group of men sat down at your table - with everyone's permission, of course, but you still weren't the biggest fan of that decision. The only reason you didn't mind was that your friends seemed to be having a genuinely good time with the guys and that they weren't too bad. You still excused yourself from the table after a while, because one of them wouldn't stop subtly flirting with you even when did not hide your lack of interest. Sitting lonely at the bar counter wasn't too bad, you guessed.

I'll just finish my drink and then leave. You thought to yourself, still bored, and glanced subtly at the woman next to you after noticing how she seemed to be moving around quite nervously for a while. “Hey, are you alright?” you whispered to her in a soft voice after you moved closer to her side.

She returned your gaze slightly surprised and seemed to try to make herself even smaller after your attention was focused on her. “Ah, yes everything is fine. there is nothing to worry about…”

A few guys a little further away from you suddenly started to cackle ugly after she finished talking and you didn't miss how the woman next to you turned her eyes back to the counter - obviously feeling uncomfortable by what they were saying.

“Did you hear that voice? It's even deeper than yours!” he said to his friend, who only agreed with a shocked look on his face as he pointed his hand in your direction. “Come on man, that's not fair! Have you even seen how rugged that dude is? I mean you do realize that's not a real - you know…”

You took an annoyed breath as you looked across the room and bit your tongue to keep you from spitting in their hideous faces. Though, it was pretty hard to restrain yourself since you really wanted to. "Assholes.” you just uttered while staring at their heads with a hateful look, imagining them exploding.

“Just ignore them…” said the woman next to you with a gentle voice after noticing your reaction. “What they say doesn't bother me anyway.”

And even though she said that you knew it did because it always did. You returned your attention back to her and introduced yourself to her after taking the last sip of your drink. “And what's your name, pretty?”

She seemed to be caught off guard a little when she heard you say that. “Oh, ehm…” she stumbled a little over her words. “It's ehm Hyun-ju. My name is Hyun-ju.”

You smiled. “Pretty like you. It suits you.” you complimented her and noticed how the weird guys from the corner were still watching you. “Hey, do you want to get out of here?” you asked and were glad when she nodded. “Well, come with me, I know a good spot,” you told her and took her hand in yours.

You gently pulled her off the chair with you and led her out of the stuffy bar, feeling like you could breathe again when your nose met the fresh air. “I was really close to beating those guys up,” you told her as you walked hand in hand with her. Hyun-ju giggled lightly, as if it was hard for her to imagine you doing something like that. You looked at her in disbelief. “What, you don't believe me? I'm totally serious, really!”

She tried to hide her smile, but barely managed it. “No, I believe you.” she replied, but you weren't really convinced by her answer. You just hummed when you finally noticed the store. “Look there! I hope you're hungry, because this place makes the best japchea.” you told her happily while holding the door open for her because a long time had passed since you last went to this little restaurant.

Luckily, there weren't many people here at this time of day, so you managed to get a good seat for two. “Sorry, I didn't even ask if you wanted to eat japchea. They also have lots of other things if you want, my treat.” you winked at her and Hyun-ju noticed how you cuddled your hands against your cheeks, as if they were still warm from the alcohol.

“Thank you, but japchea is fine. I will trust your recommendation,” she replied shyly and watched as you shouted your order with two fingers in the air to the chef, who gave you an all-clear with his thumb. “They don't have a waiter here, so…” you explained, automatically putting your hand back on hers without really noticing.

Well, you didn't until Hyun-ju's eyes turned to it and it was only then that you realized you were probably being a little too handsy. “Oh, I'm sorry about that.” you quickly apologized when you quickly pulled your hand back. “I really didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable or anything, you're probably not even into other women?” you let the question hang in the air, while you simultaneously cursed yourself for even asking that.

Hyun-ju blinked slightly in surprise while she played nervously with her hair. You knew at that moment that you had fucked up and prevented yourself from showing your disappointment. Unknown to you, she was thinking about something entirely else right now. So she was flirting with me the whole time? I didn't even realize, how embarrassing. “Are…are you?” she asked tensely, almost slapping her hand over her face at her stupid question. Of course she is, she just said it.

You laughed lightly with one eyebrow raised. “Do I like women? Hell yeah.” you just said, finding it a little funny how she acted right now. cute.

Hyun-ju was used to attracting the attention of girls before starting her transition. She even had a few relationships with them and liked it, but dating was one of the many things that became more than just difficult for her after she officially came out. “I'm a trans woman,” she finally said, even though she knew that you knew.

You just leaned forward with a grin. She hadn't turned you down, that's all you cared about. “I know,” you said, watching how she shyly avoided your gaze while crossing her arms in front of her. “You don't have to hide. I meant it when i said that you're very pretty.”

Hyun-ju slowly met your gaze and this time it was her who initiated physical contact with you. She held your hand softly. “I think you're really pretty too,” she said, and at that moment, you were both pretty glad that you went to that shitty bar today, even if you'd never go there again.

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thisisntmyrightera · 4 months ago

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Together - CHO HYUN-JU x Fem Reader

Summary: Reader is scammed and abandoned by her boyfriend, leaving her alone in South Korea to her fate, so in desperate search of a solution to return to her home country she decides to join the squid games to get money, within the game she meets a couple of people who become her friends and could possibly be something more.

Warning: In this episode none!

In futures episodes: Violence, Strong language, female main character is considered heterosexual but she have feelings for a female (Cho Hyun-ju) and it is reciprocated, abuse for male characters.

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You were stupid, very stupid and naive, that was what you repeated to yourself every day since your ex-boyfriend scammed you and abandoned you in a country where you didn't know anyone, you couldn't even understand the language well and now you were locked up in a place full of strangers in a green uniform and with a headache you could barely bear.

Why were you doing such stupid things? You should have said no when that man approached you and offered you money, it was all for the damn money, otherwise how would you find another way to get home?

Barely a day had passed, you understood little of the first game where you saw one person after another die around you, what you had gotten yourself into, this wasn't a game, it was a massacre, as you sat cross-legged on the cold bed that had been assigned to you you could feel your hands shaking and you felt warm tears rolling down your cheeks.

Hey - a kind voice rumbled slowly but enough to wake you from your trance to look up and see a boy with long, slicked-back hair holding a small metal tray - I noticed you didn't come over for your food, I brought you some

His equally shaky hand moved a little closer to you, leaving the tray on the bed, staring at you, afraid you'd react

It's okay if you don't want to eat it, it's just that if we're going to keep playing you need strength for tomorrow - his kind but shy smile and his clear disinterest in leaving made you wipe your tears with the sleeves of your sweater, nodding taking a deep breath - Thanks - you told him, trying not to sound upset, because you really weren't and if you were it was only with yourself

My name is Dae-Ho, yours is… 144 - he looked at you curiously taking a bite of his food

Y/N… my name is Y/N - you sighed, hugging your legs uncomfortably and nervous

Hey, leave her alone - a loud and somewhat curious voice sounded behind Dae-Ho making the two look towards the sound - don't you see that you're making her uncomfortable? go away

I… I didn't want to make you uncomfortable, it's just that… - Dae-Ho looked at you embarrassed, walking away just a few steps

You don't have to give explanations, go away - the girl, a little taller than Dae-Ho, looked at him firmly, almost annoyed, following the man with her gaze as he walked away quickly and embarrassed, joining a group of men on the other shelf of beds

you can eat in peace - the girl looked at you kindly while you only responded with a slight nod and she walked away returning to her place two beds down on the shelf next to you

It was difficult for you not to go unnoticed and it was obvious that everyone wanted to get away from you, you weren't like them, you didn't share their nationality, their traditions, or their topics of conversation, you didn't even understand many of them what they were talking about, they all looked at you like a weirdo, like why a foreigner could come and want to steal their prize, it was unfair.

That's how you spent the first night, alone, trembling from the cold and fear, looking into the darkness while you cried silently and the gunshots echoed in your ears, it was a nightmare and that's how you were until sleep overcame you

The second day wasn't any better, you could barely carry yourself, you were tired, hungry and much more scared than yesterday, surrounded by hundreds of people in a courtyard with drawings of children and rainbows on the floor.

''Now, it's time to form teams of 5, you have 10 minutes'' the voice of the speaker sounded repeatedly before an alarm sounded and you saw how everyone ran looking for members for their team, but everyone seemed to avoid you like a plague.

They ran and pushed you but no one looked at you to join and if they looked at you it was to laugh and murmur

There she was again, standing in front of you with a sad look that barely met your eyes she looked at the floor and walked by your side.

Hey… - you murmured barely, only to her with fear and shame - if you still don't have a team… I can join you if you don't mind - she looked at you over her shoulder giving a sigh of relief nodding offering you her hand so she could walk by your side and not get lost in the crowd

Between your fingers you could notice the difference in size between your small and fragile hand and hers, it was big with a different strength and somewhat rough but still made you feel protected and confident

So you both walked almost in circles finding the fragile old woman and her son and then the little girl with bangs forming a team of 5

Again the games were confusing for you, you could identify some that resembled what you had once played in your country but fear consumed you making your hands tremble again

Calm down - her voice again fragile but somewhat thick made you look at her holding the air - everything will be fine, don't push yourself too much okay? Do you think you can take charge of throwing the rocks? It's just a matter of taking a rock, throwing it and making the second one fall, that's all you have to do - her voice was like a murmur trying not to interrupt the game of the first two teams that were participating

Should I just throw it? - you looked at her nervously, looking at her dark eyes behind her bangs

You just have to throw it, it's easy - she smiled at you giving you hope making you smile barely as you looked at the floor again nervously trying not to think about everything that was tormenting your head, in the background you could hear the screams and cheers that the other players made while the teams participated until a round of gunshots made you jump scared covering your ears and closing your eyes tightly - calm down, calm down nothing is happening - her arms surrounded you quickly, adjusting you against her chest, you could feel the strands of her hair on your face and a slight aroma of herbs coming from it - it's over, don't open your eyes until I tell you okay?

Your head barely nodded as you took a deep breath, the aroma of her hair made you remember the gardens where you walked when you first arrived in South Korea and her arms for some reason made you feel protected, nothing could happen to you

A couple of minutes (that seemed like an eternity) passed slowly, people were talking, some were crying and in the background you could hear the sound of the sirens of the forklifts that had come to pick up the bodies, one second after another it was a damn nightmare.

''Next team, you can take your position'' the voice from the speaker again

It's our turn - the old woman sighed getting up while you opened your eyes and stood up slowly with fear

The guards tied your ankles and after a shot the game for you began.

You walked counting the steps, being constant and fast in your tasks, first Ddjaki, the little girl with the bangs did well, then the flying rock, your trembling hands held it strong and letting out a deep sigh you threw it against the rock in the distance failing in the attempt

Girl concentrate, what's wrong with you! - the old woman shouted making your friend look at her annoyed and after her firm indication and walking as a team to pick it up the 5 of them returned to their position - don't fail, please girl!

We trust you… calm down, take a breath and throw it, you'll do well - Your new best friend looked at you smiling lightly giving you courage.

A sigh again, a fixed look at the rock and after throwing it it fell with a blow.

Everyone screamed, applauded and so on again until reaching the final task ''Team 2, you have completed your tasks'' you had never been so happy to hear that spooky voice on the speaker and once the guards untied your ankles they all ran screaming and laughing to the fence that separated you from the rest of the players, you could finally return to the dormitory and finally had survived another day.

Everyone was happy, so much so that all of you were jumping and screaming with excitement, your friend, the tall girl ran to you without wasting a second surrounding you with her strong arms making you spin in the air while both of you laughed

We did it, I told you, we did it right - she laughed jumping with you still in her arms making you scream when you felt the air on your face and your legs hanging in the air

Now, stop it, you're going to make her dizzy - the old woman laughed patting her back as a sign that it was enough until you heard gunshots in the distance again making the team erase their smile and remember the horrible place where they were

Come on let's sit down - her hand slowly and carefully took yours walking towards the bed shelves climbing up and sitting on the steps - are you okay?

Yes… I'm pretty well, thanks for helping me - you smiled rubbing your hands on your legs nervously

By the way, my name is Cho Hyun-Ju… are you? - she looked at you curiously

Y/N… my name is Y/N - you smiled shyly at her

You have a very pretty name - she smiled back shyly with her cheeks slightly tinted - thanks for letting me join you in the game you were the only person who approached me

You don't have to thank me, I think we are both rejected for certain reasons and that makes us unique in the crowd right? it's better to be united and be stronger than alone - your cheeks felt hot, the sign that they were red like cherries

You're right..

Part 2 ✨

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Thanks for reading, this is the first episode I've written about Squid Game and it was short since I have little time to update but I didn't want to go to sleep without writing the beginning of the story, I have ideas but I'd like to hear yours and write them down, just to reinforce the theme of this story the reader and Cho Hyun-ju will possibly have a romance so if these themes aren't to you please don't read it, I know you'll find something that suits your tastes. 🫶🏻

Again, Thanks for reading, I'll be back soon!

BTW: Happy New Year everyone 🥂✨

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tobiosbbyghorl · 1 month ago

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Let your body loose~ | psh 🔞

word count: 4.95k

pairing:situationship!Sunghoon x reader

synopsis: At a wild college party, months of tension in your messy situationship with Park Sunghoon finally explode into a heated hookup. What started as casual teasing and blurred lines turns into something neither of you can ignore—forcing you both to question if it was just lust or something deeper.

The party was loud. Too loud. The kind of loud that made your chest vibrate and your ears ring, the bass of the music drowning out even your thoughts. Bodies swayed to the rhythm of the beat, red solo cups spilled drinks on the floor, and laughter echoed off the walls of the packed house. But none of it mattered.

Not when he was in the room.

Not when Park Sunghoon was watching you again.

You felt his gaze before you saw him—hot, heavy, laced with something between a dare and a promise. When your eyes finally met his from across the room, it was like a switch flipped inside you.

“It’s just me and you,” the lyrics echoed through the speakers, almost too perfectly timed.

Your heart picked up its pace.

I can feel my heart racing

It’s so hard to keep cool…

He wasn’t even trying to hide it tonight—the way his eyes dragged down your body, lingering on the hem of your skirt, the way your ponytail sat high and neat. You caught the subtle raise of his brow, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. It sent a wave of heat down your spine.

Am I being too patient?

Too hot, got me sweatin’ on the floor

I just can’t take it anymore…

This wasn’t new. You and Sunghoon had been dancing around something for months now—flirty looks in class, “accidental” touches at frat parties, and a drunken kiss that had spiraled into a night you both pretended never happened… until it started happening again. And again.

You called it nothing. He never gave it a name. But tonight?

Tonight, you didn’t want to pretend anymore.

You pushed through the crowd, trying to find some air, but Sunghoon was already there. He blocked your path with that lazy confidence only he could pull off—arms crossed, smile cocky, eyes dark with something intense

“I’ve been waiting to get next to you,” he said lowly, voice nearly drowned by the music, “and I can tell how bad you want it too.”

You didn’t deny it. Couldn’t.

You were so close now—just inches apart. The tension between you was magnetic, intoxicating, burning like a fuse that had been lit way too long.

And we’re so close I can taste it

I see it in your eyes

If there’s a chance I’ma take it

I’m begging you, just please give me a sign

Waiting way too long, I think it’s time…

You didn’t need to give him a sign. You were the sign. The look in your eyes said everything.

So when his hand slid down to your waist and pulled you into the dark hallway, you let him.

When your back hit the wall and his mouth hovered just over yours, you didn’t hesitate.

You kissed him first.

It was heat and need and months of holding back exploding all at once. His hands found your hips, your hair, your jaw—touches urgent, desperate, like he’d been dying to do this again. Your fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt, dragging him impossibly closer.

All this magic’s burning like a fire inside

And it is way too hot, girl, we should let it loose…

“Been thinking about this all night,” he muttered against your lips, voice rough.

Your ponytail had come undone somewhere between the hallway and him pinning you gently against the closed door. He ran his fingers through your hair, pulling it loose, just like he always said he liked it.

“Ponytail sittin’ just right…” he quoted the song with a grin. “But down looks even better on you.”

You rolled your eyes, breathless, laughing against his lips as you kissed him again. “Shut up and kiss me.”

And he did.

You weren’t sure how long you stayed there—making out like the house wasn’t filled with people who could walk by, like you hadn’t promised yourself you’d be cool tonight. But Sunghoon never played fair.

Especially when it came to you.

His lips ghosted down your neck, and your head tilted back with a quiet moan.

“All this tension, baby, let your body loose…”

It wasn’t just about lust. Not anymore. It was the build-up, the months of wondering if he felt it too. And now, here you were—finally letting it out, finally letting it loose.

When he pulled back, just slightly, foreheads touching and breath uneven, he looked at you like you were the only one in the world.

“Don’t wanna waste another second tonight,” he whispered, echoing the song in the background, his lips brushing yours as he counted low—

“5, 4, 3, 2…”

You crashed into him again before he could say “1.”

Your kiss grew deeper, your hands more demanding. The party's din faded into the background, leaving only the rhythm of your hearts pounding together. You felt his hands sneak under your shirt, caressing the bare skin of your waist, and a thrill shot through you.

You broke the kiss, gasping for air, and he took that as an invitation to kiss along your jawline, his breath warm against your neck."We can't do this here," you managed to say, even though your body begged to stay right where it was.

Sunghoon chuckled, his breath tickling your skin. “I know a better place.” He took your hand and led you through the party, the music thumping in your chest like a second heartbeat. The touch of his skin on yours sent electric jolts through your body, making you feel alive in a way you hadn't in months.

You followed him up the stairs, passing drunken partygoers who barely registered your presence. The anticipation grew with each step until you reached the top floor and he pushed open a door to a quieter, more private part of the house.

The room was dimly lit with the glow of a lava lamp, the bed unmade, and the air thick with the scent of cologne. You didn't need to ask whose room it was. He pulled you in, closing the door with a firm click, and the outside world was effectively shut out. The music was a muffled throb now, a distant echo of the passion pounding through your veins.

He turned to face you, and his eyes searched yours, looking for any sign of doubt. You didn't find any in yourself. You stepped closer, reaching up to trace his jawline with your fingertips, feeling the stubble that always seemed to be just right. He leaned into your touch, eyes half-lidded, and it was like you were speaking a language that didn't require words.

With a gentle tug, you led him to the bed, and he followed without protest. The room was a haze of shadows and soft light, the perfect setting for what was about to unfold.

Your hands moved with newfound urgency, unbuttoning his shirt, revealing the strong lines of his abs, the planes of his chest. He returned the favor, his thumbs brushing the sensitive skin of your stomach as he lifted your shirt over your head. His eyes devoured you, and you felt a rush of desire, mixed with the thrill of being so openly desired.

Sunghoon’s lips found yours again, his kisses leaving a trail of fire down your neck. His hands cupped your breasts over your bra, his thumbs circling your hardened nipples through the lace. You arched into his touch, a whimper escaping your lips.

He pulled back just enough to murmur, “Do you want me to keep going?”

You nodded, breathless, your voice a whisper, “Yes, Sunghoon, please.”

His smile grew wicked as he reached behind you, unclipping your bra with a swift motion. It fell to the floor, forgotten, as his palms grazed your bare skin, sending shivers down your spine. Your breasts were now exposed to him, and his gaze dropped to them with unabashed hunger. Sunghoon's warm, wet mouth closed around one of your nipples, sucking on it gently at first before increasing the pressure. You gasped, your fingers curling into his hair, holding him closer as your knees buckled slightly.

The sensation was exquisite, a perfect blend of pleasure and pain that had you arching into him, desperate for more.As he continued to worship your breasts, you couldn’t help but grind against his erection, which was straining against his jeans. The friction between your bodies sent sparks flying through your core.

He pulled away just enough to look into your eyes, and you could see the need in them, mirroring your own. "I need you," he said, his voice low and gruff with desire. And just like that, all your doubts dissipated like mist in the sun. You needed him too.

With eager hands, you both worked to rid yourselves of the remaining barriers. Buttons popped open, zippers zipped down, and fabric was tossed aside in a frenzy of passion. The sound of your clothes hitting the floor seemed to echo in the quiet room, a stark contrast to the party's chaos outside. Each piece of discarded clothing brought you closer to the moment you've been craving.

Sunghoon laid you down on the bed, his eyes never leaving yours. The mattress sank slightly under your weight, enveloping you in a soft embrace that only heightened the anticipation. He kissed down your chest, his tongue teasing your collarbone before moving to your stomach. His hands found the waistband of your jeans, and with a swift motion, he unbuttoned them, sliding them down your legs. You watched as he took in the sight of you, his eyes dark with desire.

"Let your body loose," he murmured against your skin, his breath warm and tantalizing.

"Trust me." He gently spread your legs apart and began to kiss along your inner thighs, his mouth moving closer and closer to the apex of your thighs. His hands caressed your skin, sending waves of pleasure that made you quiver with anticipation.

When his tongue finally touched you, it was a slow, deliberate lick that made you gasp. He licked slowly, savoring the taste of you, exploring every fold and crevice with a patience that was both maddening and incredibly erotic. His touch was light, feathery, as if he were trying to memorize the map of your body with the softness of his tongue.

You couldn't help but squirm beneath him, moaning his name as he teased you closer and closer to the edge. The pressure built up inside you like a dam about to burst, and you felt your muscles tighten around his mouth. He chuckled darkly, the vibration of his laughter sending shockwaves through your core. His fingers found their way into your wetness, moving in sync with his tongue, building the intensity of your pleasure.

The sensation of his mouth on you was unlike anything you'd ever felt before. Each stroke of his tongue was a promise, each touch of his fingers a declaration of his desire. Your hips rocked against his face, seeking more, needing more. He gave it to you willingly, his movements growing more urgent as he felt you getting closer. Your moans grew louder, and you had to bite your lip to keep from screaming out his name for the whole house to hear.

Sunghoon's dirty whispers filled the air, his voice a seductive rumble that made your toes curl. "You're so wet for me," he said, his breath hot against your skin. "I can taste how much you want this." He licked you faster, his tongue flicking against your clit in a relentless rhythm that had you seeing stars. The room spun around you, the only thing grounding you was the feel of his hands gripping your hips, holding you in place as he devoured you.

As your climax subsided, your body went limp, a boneless heap of satisfaction on the bed. Sunghoon kissed his way back up your body, leaving a trail of sweet, gentle kisses in his wake. He hovered above you, his eyes searching yours for any sign of regret. But all you felt was the afterglow of your orgasm, a warmth that suffused your entire being.

With a smug smile, he whispered, "Now, it's your turn to make me feel good." He sat back on his haunches and unzipped his pants, pulling out his erection. It stood proud and thick, a testament to his desire for you. The sight of him like this, so raw and exposed, made you ache to taste him, to bring him the same pleasure he'd just given you.

You leaned forward, your eyes locked on his, and placed a gentle kiss on the tip of his cock. He groaned, his hands tightening on the bed sheets as you took him into your mouth. He was long and pale, the girth of him stretching your lips wide. You began to crawl down the length of him, your tongue dancing over his shaft, tasting the saltiness of his pre-cum. Your cheeks hollowed out as you took more of him in, your moans vibrating along his length.

The room was filled with the sound of your wet, eager mouth on him, the smell of desire thick in the air. You felt a rush of power as you watched his chest heave with each breath, his hips rising slightly to meet your ministrations. Your hands wrapped around the base of his cock, stroking in time with your mouth, creating a symphony of pleasure that had him panting your name.

You took him deeper, feeling the head of his cock hit the back of your throat, the sensation of him filling you completely. His hands found their way into your hair, guiding you, encouraging you to go further, to push past the boundaries of what you've ever done before. And you did, eager to give him what he needed, eager to feel him come apart under your touch.

Sunghoon’s dirty talk grew more intense, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through your very bones. "That's it, baby, suck me like that," he groaned, his eyes squeezed shut, head thrown back in ecstasy.

"You're so good, so fucking perfect." His words were like a drug, making your body come alive with a need that was insatiable. You swirled your tongue around his tip, tasting the pre-cum that beaded there, feeling his thighs tense beneath your hands.

"Look at me," he demanded, his voice strained. You obeyed, raising your gaze to meet his eyes, watching as his pupils dilated with pleasure.

"Keep looking at me while you make me come." You took him deeper, the head of his cock hitting the back of your throat, and his fingers tightened in your hair. He whispered filthy words that sent a shiver down your spine, his praise mixing with the lewd sounds of your mouth working him.

His hips began to buck, and you knew he was close. You doubled your efforts, your hand pumping him in time with your mouth, feeling the pulse of his impending climax. The room was a blur of heat and need, and you were lost in the sensation of giving him everything he wanted.

As he grew closer to the edge, you reached down and cupped his balls, giving them a gentle squeeze. Sunghoon's eyes shot open, his breath hissing out between clenched teeth. "Fuck," he murmured, his voice tight with restraint.

You took him even deeper, your throat adjusting to the intrusion, and began to massage his balls in earnest. The skin was soft and warm, tightening in your grip as he grew closer to climax. Each time you squeezed, you felt his cock pulse in your mouth, his hips jerking in response.

With a strangled groan, Sunghoon's eyes snapped open and met yours, the intensity of his gaze almost overwhelming. You felt the muscles in your own thighs tighten in anticipation as he reached down to grip your shoulders. His breathing grew ragged, and the muscles in his stomach tensed as he held back, trying to prolong the exquisite agony of the moment.

Then, with a final, desperate thrust of his hips, he came. The warmth of his release filled your mouth, and you swallowed reflexively, feeling a thrill of power at the thought of him coming inside you, marking you as his. You continued to suck him gently as he spasmed, his release pulsing against your tongue. His fingers tightened in your hair, and he moaned your name, his eyes squeezed shut as he rode out the waves of pleasure that crashed through him.

When he finally went still, you pulled back, licking your lips clean of the last drops of his cum. You looked up at him, feeling a sense of pride and satisfaction. Sunghoon's chest was heaving, his skin slick with a fine sheen of sweat. He looked down at you with a mix of awe and lust, his eyes glazed with pleasure. He reached down, caressing your cheek gently before pulling you up to kiss you deeply. You could taste yourself on his tongue, and the intimacy of it had you melting into him, your body humming with desire once again.

"Need you inside me, baby," you murmured against his lips, the words coming out in a needy whine.

He groaned in response, his cock twitching with renewed interest. You reached down and stroked him, feeling him harden in your hand. He kissed you again, his tongue delving into your mouth as if he couldn't get enough of you.

With a gentle push, Sunghoon laid you down on the bed, the softness of the mattress a stark contrast to the urgent need pulsing through your body. He positioned himself behind you, his hands on your hips, guiding you onto your knees. You felt the heat of his body at your back as he whispered, "Spread your legs wider." You obeyed, the anticipation making your stomach flutter. He kissed along your spine, his breath hot and uneven.

"You're so beautiful like this," he murmured, his voice thick with lust.

His mouth trailed down, pressing kisses to the small of your back, until he reached the curve of your buttocks. He nibbled and licked, making you squirm with delight. And then, without warning, his tongue slid into your folds, making you gasp. He kissed your pussy with the same passion he had kissed your mouth earlier, his tongue exploring, tasting. The sensation was so intense, so intimate, that you felt your walls clench around his fingers, which were still teasing you from within. His mouth moved in sync with his hand, his tongue swirling around your clit while he pumped into you, driving you closer to the edge once more.

Sunghoon whispered sweet nothings into your ear, his breath hot against your shoulder as he held you in place. "You're mine," he murmured, "all of you, baby." His words sent shivers down your spine as his tongue flicked against your sensitive flesh, the pleasure building within you like a storm about to break. He knew exactly what you needed, his touch as familiar as your own breath.

With one powerful thrust, he entered you from behind, filling you completely. You gasped, the suddenness of the sensation making your eyes roll back in your head. He didn't give you time to adjust, immediately setting a punishing pace, his hips slamming into you with an urgency that left no room for thought. Each thrust was a declaration of his hunger for you, a demand for your submission that you were all too eager to give.

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mingling with the moans that spilled from both of your mouths. Each time he pushed into you, you felt your body stretch around him, the feeling of fullness overwhelming and delicious. Your moans grew louder, matching his own, the symphony of your pleasure echoing in the quiet room. The bed creaked under your combined weight, a testament to the intensity of your lovemaking.

Sunghoon's hand reached around, finding your clit and rubbing it in time with his thrusts. Your moans grew louder, your body tightening around him as the pressure built once again. His other hand was on your hip, holding you steady as he pounded into you, the sound of his balls slapping against your ass adding to the erotic crescendo. You could feel the heat of his breath on your neck, his teeth grazing your skin as he whispered filthy words of praise and encouragement.

"You're so tight, baby," he groaned, his voice thick with desire. "Your pussy is squeezing me like a glove." His words sent a fresh wave of arousal through you, making your walls clench even tighter around him. "You're going to make me come so hard," he murmured, his teeth grazing your earlobe. The raw, carnality of his words had you panting, desperate for more.

"Miss this cock so much, Hoonie," you managed to gasp out, the words coming out more as a moan than actual speech. Sunghoon stilled for a moment, his eyes widening slightly before a feral grin spread across his face. "You do, don't you?" He chuckled, his voice filled with a dark satisfaction.

He slammed back into you, his hips moving in a punishing rhythm that had you crying out. "Yes! Yes! Fuck me, Sunghoon," you screamed, your voice echoing in the small space. His name was a mantra on your lips, a plea for more, for harder, for everything he had to give. You felt your second orgasm approaching like a freight train, barreling towards you with unstoppable force.

The room was a blur of motion and sensation, the only thing in focus was the feeling of him inside you, the way he filled you up and stretched you to your limits. Your body responded to his touch like it had been starved, each caress and thrust bringing you closer to the brink. His hand found yours, our fingers intertwining as he fucked you, as if trying to anchor you to the earth as you soared higher and higher.

With a grunt of pure need, Sunghoon flipped you over onto your back, his grip on your wrists tightening as he pinned your hands above your head. He hovered over you, his eyes blazing with desire, and pushed your legs up to your chest. The sudden change in angle sent a jolt of pleasure through you, making your toes curl and your back arch off the bed. His cock pressed against your throbbing entrance, and with one swift thrust, he was back inside, filling you completely. The sensation was almost too much to handle, a mix of pain and pleasure that made you see white stars.

“Feel that baby?” he growled, his eyes never leaving yours as he began to move again. His hips rocked into you, a punishing rhythm that had you crying out with each stroke. The way he filled you up, so completely, so perfectly, was a declaration of his possession. His eyes searched yours, looking for the same wild need that he knew was mirrored in his own. “That’s me, all of me, inside you. Only me.”

You felt your walls tighten around him, the sensation of him stretching and claiming you with every thrust. It was like nothing else existed but the two of you, lost in this dance of desire. You nodded, unable to form words, your body speaking for you as it arched and trembled beneath his. Each time he pulled out, you could feel the emptiness before he plunged back in, a delicious mix of pain and pleasure that had you writhing against him.

"Hoonie," you gasped out, your voice strained. "I'm...I'm so close." His eyes lit up, a feral glint that sent a shiver down your spine. He leaned down, his mouth claiming yours in a bruising kiss that stole the breath from your lungs. His hips never ceased their relentless rhythm, his cock hitting that perfect spot deep inside you that had your toes curling and your nails digging into his skin.

"Me too, baby," he murmured against your lips, his breath hot and ragged. "Me too." He shifted his angle slightly, the tip of him brushing against your g-spot with each thrust, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through your body. Your eyes rolled back in your head, your mouth forming a silent scream as the tension inside you grew tauter and tauter.

"Hoonie, I'm close," you panted, the words barely escaping your throat as you felt your orgasm build. His eyes darkened, his pupils dilating with desire as he watched you unravel beneath him. "Fuck me harder, please," you begged, your voice a desperate whine. He complied, his movements becoming more forceful, each stroke hitting deeper, harder, more insistent.

You could see the effort in his face as he held himself back, his jaw clenched and his eyes squeezed shut, his teeth gritted with the effort of not letting go just yet. His body was a study in tension, his muscles flexing with each powerful thrust. The sound of your skin slapping against his filled the air, punctuated by your cries and gasps of pleasure.

Your eyes met, and in that moment, you knew you were both teetering on the edge. The room around you seemed to shrink, the world outside the door forgotten. All that mattered was the heat of his body, the feel of him inside you, the sound of your mingled moans. His thumb found your clit again, and he began to rub it in firm, swift circles that had your body tightening like a bowstring. You felt the coil of pleasure deep in your core, winding tighter and tighter with every pass of his thumb.

Sunghoon's eyes never left yours as he watched the ecstasy build on your face. "Come for me," he whispered, his voice a dark promise. "I want to feel you come all over me." His words sent a bolt of desire through you, and you felt yourself let go, the dam breaking as your orgasm washed over you. You squirted while moaning loudly, the sound echoing in the quiet room as your body bucked and writhed beneath his. He groaned, the vibration of his voice against your skin sending a fresh wave of pleasure through you.

His thumb continued to work your clit, the sensation overwhelming as your pussy clenched around his cock. He watched as your juices coated him, the sight making him growl with lust. "Fuck, you're so wet for me," he murmured, his voice strained as he fought to maintain his own control. But it was a battle he was quickly losing, his own need to climax becoming too intense to ignore.

With a final, powerful thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, the head of his cock rubbing against your g-spot. You screamed out his name as you felt yourself come again, your body shaking with the force of your release. He followed you over the edge, his own climax tearing through him like a tempest. He groaned, his cock pulsing deep within you as he filled you with his warm seed. The feeling of him coming inside you was indescribable, a deep, primal connection that had you clinging to him as if he was your lifeline.

As the storm of pleasure began to subside, your bodies slowly calmed down, your breathing evening out into gentle pants. Sunghoon’s weight on top of you was a comforting presence, a reminder of the intimate bond you’d just shared. He kissed you tenderly, his eyes searching yours for any sign of regret. But all he saw was the same all-consuming passion that had brought you to this moment.

With a soft whisper, you spoke the words that had been hovering just beneath the surface of your consciousness. “I love you, Sunghoon,” you breathed into the quiet space between your intertwined bodies. The words hung in the air, a declaration of feelings that had been growing stronger with each stolen glance, each secret touch. His eyes widened, a smile spreading across his face as he pulled back slightly to look at you.

Sunghoon’s expression was one of shock and wonder, his gaze searching yours as if looking for some sign that you were joking or teasing. But your eyes were earnest, filled with a love that had grown from the fiery passion of your bodies colliding. “You do?” he asked, his voice thick with emotion. You nodded, your cheeks flushing as you felt your heart swell with the weight of your confession.

He leaned down to kiss you softly, his hand cradling the side of your face. The love in his eyes was a mirror of what you felt, and as your lips met, it was as if you were saying those three words all over again. The kiss grew deeper, a silent promise of forever wrapped in the tender embrace of your mouths. His cock, still hard and pulsing inside you, was a testament to his own love and need for you.

"I love you too," Sunghoon finally said, his voice barely more than a whisper. The words seemed to resonate through the air, echoing in the quiet room like a sacred vow. His eyes searched yours, and you could see the truth of his love shining there, raw and unfiltered. He kissed you again, his tongue tracing the outline of your lips before delving in to tangle with yours. His love was like a warm embrace that seeped into your very soul, filling every corner of your being.

And in that moment, in that crowded house, under dim lights and loud music, it was just you and him—

Locking eyes, losing control, and letting it loose.

permanent taglist: @ijustwannareadstuff20 @hoonielvv @rissierjrie

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hooniebaekgu · 11 months ago

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Dilf! Sunghoon

PAIRING : Park Sunghoon x female Reader

GENRE : fluff, smut, HCs

Warning : MDNI! Nsfw under cut, mention of pregnancy, breeding, possessive hoon, boners?, unprotected sex

Word Count : 0.4k

Yukki's Notes : requested by anon, tysm for dropping by!

●Dilf! Sunghoon who had to attend an emergency meeting and due to the babysitter not being available, he had only one option, his pretty little neighbour

●Dilf! Sunghoon who saw you once in a while in the elevator or leaving your apartment, but that doesn't mean he can just trust you with his daughter, but he had no other choice

●Dilf! Sunghoon who is kind of scared of what he might see when he picks up his daughter, since just like him she has a hard time getting comfortable with others

●Dilf! Sunghoon who is so surprised to see you open the door with his daughter sleeping in your arms

●Dilf! Sunghoon who feels something in him when you talk so gently to his daughter, just like a mother

●Dilf! Sunghoon who tries to get closer to you, it's been a long time since he felt something for anyone

●Dilf! Sunghoon who realises very soon that his daughter likes you more than her babysitter, asking to meet you every other day

●Dilf! Sunghoon who hears his daughter call you mom accidently and pretends that it doesn't make him horny

●Dilf! Sunghoon who pretends that you don't make him hard in his pants with the mere sight of you with his daughter

●Dilf! Sunghoon who leaves his daughter with you more often now that he knows you like her company

●Dilf! Sunghoon who feels like he's home whenever he comes to your door to pick up his daughter

●Dilf! Sunghoon who sees you eyeing him when he picks up his daughter, his biceps bulging through his tight fitting shirt

●Dilf! Sunghoon who now knows you have a thing for him and teases you, slights touches and his hands brushing against your ass

●Dilf! Sunghoon who knows he has to have you, make you carry his second child

●Dilf! Sunghoon who watches as you run you nails against his biceps, batting you pretty eyelashes at him, eyes practically begging him to fuck you right there

●Dilf! Sunghoon who doesn't waste a single second when he finds you alone, his lips on yours, hands grabbing the back of your neck and your ass

●Dilf! Sunghoon who puts you in a mating press, bending you in half, making you take what he gives

●Dilf! Sunghoon who starts from a relentless pace, fucking in your wet cunt with vigour

●Dilf! Sunghoon who makes sure you will never want another man now that he's got a taste of you

●Dilf! Sunghoon who makes sure to fuck his cum deep in you

●Dilf! Sunghoon who always fucks you so good whenever his daughter calls you mom

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diana-foggy-master · 3 months ago

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SQUID GAME pt.1

| 𝙘𝙝𝙤 𝙝𝙮𝙪𝙣-𝙟𝙪 /𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙧 120

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ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴏʀ ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢ ɪꜰ ᴜ sᴀᴠᴇ

ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ

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percl0verrr · 1 month ago

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toxic fwb enha x reader text msgs (hyung line)

warnings: mentions of sex, cursing, suggestive ,

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boyfiejay · 1 year ago

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Princess Treatment with Sunghoon 🎀

PAIRING : Sunghoon x hyper feminine Reader

GENRE : bullet points, sunshine x grumpy

Warning : reader wears skirts, mention of food, reader gets spoiled, hoon can't express his feelings well, kissing, a little suggestive at the end but nothing graphic

Word Count : 1.3k

Author's note : this is just me having a sunghoon brain rot...

●You two were friends for a long time before you got together. Everyone around you witnessed Sunghoon going from the cold, distant guy, to then a slightly more friendly guy to a completely lovestruck puppy

●You two getting together was inevitable tbh, you two just knew the other was the one

●Sunghoon is so whipped for you, the partner privilege is so intense

●If he sees his favourite tiramisu has a bite in it, he's all mad but if he gets to know that you ate it then he just gives the whole thing to you

●All it takes is a doe eyed look and man is folding

●Also he is always talking about you. Like everyone around him knows he has a partner, constantly rambling about anything that reminds him of you or dropping random facts about you

●It is to the point that Heeseung knew your go to order at your favourite cafe and the kind of drink you like

●Do not mention the way he just giggles and kicks his feet like a teenage girl when you do something adorable

●It doesn't even have to be anything cute, he just always finds you cute no matter what

●You just woke up? Beautiful. You are crying? Still pretty. You're dolled up all for him? Oh man...

●This man is obsessed with your skirts and knee high socks and sweaters, particularly if they are ruffled

●He is like drooling when you dress up just for him and do a little twirl

●Always insists on tying your bows and ribbons for you

●Then proceeds to tie one on his bicep and flexes it 😵 (he's so hot)

●He's such a gentleman, but one thing he loves to do is give you his jacket. It doesn't even matter if it isn't cold, or your outfit isn't short, the jacket just completes the look

●He also feels so giddy when you wear his clothes, goes through a mental crisis trying not to smother you with attention

●Fails at it, then continues to give you that whipped smile and just looking at you with so much love

●The attention makes you flustered and shy and that in turn makes him even giddier

●It's sometimes overwhelming how he looks at you with so much adoration

●But thats what makes you know that he does love you because he is not very good at words

●When anyone looks at sunghoon, let's be honest he's intimidating, tall and buff, anyone would be scared.

●But he'd be so so gentle with you, always making sure you're comfortable, holding your hand in crowds, and also giving you flowers :(

●Even his touch in general would be so gentle, he's always touching you as if you would break any second

●He's not great with pda, it makes him a bit uncomfortable to be so mushy with you with people watching.

●But behind closed doors, he's acting like your blanket, always all over you, not a single soul would believe that he's the clingy type

●Calls you cringey nicknames, but the one he likes for himself is 'hoonie' </33

●Literally if anyone else says hoonie, he's giving the nastiest side eye

●But if it's you, he's melting on the floor...

●Some might not like this one, but he's very protective over you. It's not that he doesn't believe that you can't defend yourself, but he can't help but look over you from time to time

●He never speaks up about anything, but if anyone makes you uncomfortable? Oh they're done for

●It's never a physical fight, rather a verbal one with him makes sure that person feels bad for even looking at you

●Thinks you're the cutest when you're mad or annoyed

●Bro just laughs when you are grumbling about something 😭

●Then you proceed to get mad at him and he just clings to you until you forgive him

●As obsessed he is with your clothing, he is also obsessed with buying stuff for you.

●He's always spoiling you, no matter how much you tell him to stop he still does it

●Sometimes you actually get mad and he just gives one pout or a puppy eyed stare and you forgive him. He doesn't even have to whine about spoiling you just this once

●You're just as whipped as he is...

●Sometimes he likes to give you handmade things, paper flowers, love letters, little album of your photos, bracelets and soo much more

●You have a huge box of things he's given, made it his mission to fill up that box by a set time

●He once broke your vase by mistake and then took a pottering class to make you a mini version of that vase (the bigger one kept falling apart) :(((

●Never ever raised his voice on you, like not even once. He can barely get mad at you, this man is never going to yell at you

●Even when you do fight, he tries his best to be calm and talk it out. There hasn't been a single time where he let you go to bed upset

●There are a lot of times when he's just quite and you're talking about something, at first you question whether he's listening or not but he nods along with your talking or hums at things

●It's a bit scary how he remembers stuff you just rambled so well, like you don't even like that new cafe that much but you're so in awe of how well he remembered your words

●He's extremely shy when it comes to professing his love to you, it just makes him annoyed that he can't say how much he loves you.

●What more annoying is that you never push him to say things, he doesn't like that you're so understanding about this

●That's when he started to write letters for you, he felt like he might combust with how much he feels for you. And not being able to say it out loud made it worse

●So he just writes out how he feels and puts it under your pillow, or on your desk or in your bag

●When he first wrote the letter, he insisted that you read in front of him, wanting his fears to at lower a bit

●But when you started tearing up he felt worse, he had tried to keep the letter a bit lowkey but you're tearing up from the bare minimum?

●From then on he tried to be more open about his feelings, and be more vulnerable around you. He wanted you to know that it was just you, it had always been you

●His family loves you so much, it's almost like you are the daughter

●His mom and sister love to tell embarrassing stories about him and make him suffer lmao

●'she's too good for you' his mom, apparently

●He was so shy when you two first kissed, skip to couple weeks later, hes basically devouring your lips

●Very very obsessed with kissing you, no matter what you're doing he's staring at your lips, no thoughts head empty just lips and kisses

●He has to makeout with you at least once a day, it doesn't matter if things never escalate, he just likes the feeling of you being close to him

●Practically melts if you stroke the back of his head or pull his hair

●He gets cock blocked by someone whenever you give him the green signal to continue, he once even chased Jake around because he just burst in without knocking

●He wasnt mad that he couldn't continue, rather it was because he was going to remove your shirt just before he burst in

●Very possessive about what's his but doesnt even bat an eye if you're the one asking for things

●The guys are honestly jealous about how sunghoon only laughs or smiles due to two reasons, either it's lame ass jokes or because of you

●I LOVE HIM SO MUCH YOU HAVE NO IDEA :ʼ(

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hypnobeauty · 4 months ago

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A Chance Encounter - a cho hyun-ju x reader fic

summary: a story about how you and Hyun-ju met and the following years of your relationship. cw: no use of y/n, reader is afab, fluff, comfort, pre-squid game, mentions of transphobia, slice of life. a/n: i watched season 2 and Hyun-ju was my favorite; my girl deserves the world. i've probably read everything out there on her and decided to write my own. just a silly fic, very much self indulgent. it's my first time posting on tumblr in a veeeery long time. i'm not korean so google was my friend when looking for names, sorry for any mistakes; i'll be happy to fix it! enjoy!

part 1. the girl in the waiting room

the first time you met hyun-ju, she had just started transitioning. it was one of those moments that felt ordinary at the time but would later stand out like a bright pin on the timeline of your life. the setting? a plastic surgery clinic. not exactly the backdrop you'd expect for meeting someone who would quietly reshape your world, but that’s how it goes sometimes.

before everything—before there were shared smiles, late-night conversations, or tentative touches—you were just two strangers sitting near, each with your own reasons for being there and no idea what the future held.

it all started with your friend ha-neul, whose latest fixation on getting a nose job had consumed her every waking thought. she’d begged you to come along for the consultation, as she always did when her confidence wavered. “really, ha-neul?” you groaned as she clutched her phone in both hands, her bottom lip jutting out dramatically. “you want me to spend my afternoon in a clinic so you can… pick out a nose?” “pleeeeease! you’re the only person i trust,” she whined, tugging on your arm like a child.

she won, of course.

it was january 2022, winter in seoul, the kind of cold that sinks into your bones. snow blanketed the streets, and the wind cut through even the thickest scarves. you and ha-neul stepped into the clinic, the warmth hitting you like a wall. it was fancy in that slightly intimidating way; the space was pristine—glossy floors, muted lighting, and furniture that looked both comfortable and expensive.

a coat attendant greeted you and ha-neul with a polite smile, and after handing over your coats, gloves, and scarves, you followed ha-neul into the waiting area, where she made some ridiculous comment about her “glow-up.” you couldn’t help laughing, but your amusement was cut short by a sharp hiss for silence from someone in the waiting area.

trying to suppress your giggles, you gave ha-neul a nudge toward the reception desk. meanwhile, you scanned the room for somewhere to sit. the waiting area wasn’t packed, but the seats weren’t arranged conveniently either. the only two spots together were near the back, next to a tall woman sitting by herself.

as you walked toward her, she glanced up, just for a second, before quickly lowering her gaze to her lap. in that brief moment, you noticed how pretty she was—soft features, delicate but striking.

“excuse me, miss, are these seats taken?” you asked, pointing to the chairs beside her.

she looked up, her eyes wide and a little surprised. “oh, hi. um, no, no one’s sitting there,” she said, her voice soft but kind.

smiling as you gestured toward the empty seats you said. “i wasn’t sure if i should ask or just risk it.”

she gave a tiny nod, her lips curving into a polite smile. “it’s okay. they’re free.”

“thanks,” you said, sliding into the seat next to her. she nodded once, then went back to staring at her hands.

you couldn’t help stealing glances in her direction. you tried not to stare—didn’t want to look like a total creep—but it was hard to resist. every time the heater’s vent swung your way, her perfume would drift toward you, delicate and intriguing. it was floral, though you couldn’t pin down the exact bloom, with just a faint hint of spice that added warmth to the scent. it was subtle but captivating, just like her.

she was taller than you; that much was obvious even sitting down. the top of your head barely reached her neck. she was dressed simply, but there was something effortless about the way she pulled it off. black boots, burgundy pants, and a loose black lace top with long sleeves, all tied together with a matching scarf wrapped snugly around her neck. her hands rested in her lap, big but elegant, with neat, short nails painted a rich navy blue. a dainty gold chain gleamed around her wrist, catching the light whenever she twisted her fingers nervously.

her skin was fair, with a slight scar running across the back of one hand—small, but noticeable when you looked closely. and her face… her face was beautiful, the kind of beauty that wasn’t conventional but so uniquely her that it caught your attention and held it. full, pink lips. a softly curved nose, with a little bump along the bridge that made you wonder if that was why she was here. her almond-shaped eyes were dark and expressive, framed by long lashes that seemed to sweep down when she blinked.

her hair, dark brown and glossy, fell just to her chin in a straight cut with a middle part. it was slightly uneven at the ends, as though she’d missed a recent trim, and the bangs framed her forehead in a way that softened her features. occasionally, she would tuck a strand behind her ear, revealing a small rhinestone stud that glinted faintly when it caught the light.

at one point, she adjusted her scarf, unwinding it briefly before wrapping it more snugly around her neck. that’s when you noticed it—the faint rise and fall of her adam’s apple. something shifted in your mind, and your eyes caught details you hadn’t registered before. the light shadow along her jawline. the faintest trace of it above her upper lip, shaved clean and close to skin but still present under the soft lighting.

she was a trans woman. the realization didn’t faze you; instead, it filled you with quiet admiration. she was brave. in a society that still treated the lgbtq+ community with hesitation at best and hostility at worst, her presence here—living her truth—was an act of quiet defiance. you’d seen your friends in the community hiding in plain sight, closeted for their own safety, in fear of losing their families, jobs, or even their social circles. the ones that decided to live their lives as they wished, had to persist through it all.

you were snapped out of your thoughts when ha-neul dropped into the seat beside you, nearly shoving her phone in your face. “look! i found a whole gallery of noses!” she said, flipping through photos like her life depended on it.

you tried to pay attention, but your thoughts kept drifting back to the woman beside you. she stayed quiet, her gaze fixed on the tv playing serene nature videos. still, every now and then, you thought you caught her sneaking glances at you and ha-neul. there was something in her expression—curiosity, maybe, or even a hint of longing.

what you didn’t catch was the way ha-neul’s gaze flitted between the two of you, a knowing look in her eyes.

“cho hyun-ju?”

a voice from the hallway broke the quiet hum of the waiting room. the woman next to you perked up, her name clearly familiar. she stood gracefully, gathering her bag and scarf. before you could stop yourself, you said, “good luck.”

she froze mid-step, turning to look at you. her eyes widened slightly, then softened as a shy smile spread across her face. “thank you,” she said quietly, her voice sweet and a little shaky.

you felt heat rise to your cheeks as she walked away, her tall, lean frame disappearing into the hallway. you didn’t realize you were still staring until ha-neul’s amused voice snapped you out of it.

“don’t,” you said, cutting her off before she could even start.

“i won’t say anything,” she said, feigning innocence. “well, except… you know she’s…” she hesitated, her voice dropping. “a man, right?”

you rolled your eyes.

“i mean no offense,” she added quickly. “i’m just saying…”

you rolled your eyes. “first of all, no. she’s a woman. a trans woman. and second, please be respectful.”

“i didn’t mean it like that,” ha-neul said quickly, looking genuinely contrite. “i’m sorry. i wasn’t trying to be mean.” ha-neul was a good friend with a kind heart, but she often spoke without filtering her thoughts. you saw it as your responsibility to gently correct her when needed.

the waiting room slowly emptied as time passed, and eventually, it was ha-neul’s turn. she dragged you along to the doctor’s office, chattering excitedly about her “new look.”

but even as you followed her down the hallway, you couldn’t help wondering which door hyun-ju had gone through.

as you and ha-neul pulled on your coats and stepped into the chilly january air, your laughter echoed in the quiet street. snow crunched beneath your boots as you huddled together against the cold, chatting animatedly about the absurd noses she’d shown you earlier. neither of you noticed the figure across the street, unlocking the door of her car—a figure you might’ve recognized if you’d looked just a little closer.

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ikeuki · 2 months ago

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✶ MY 20TH CENTURY GIRL ; 박성훈.

SYN. BASED ON 20TH CENTURY GIRL

“ as your bff heads off to the states for a family emergency, she leaves you with a task : set her up with jaeyun sim. with only a name and brief description of the boy, you attempt to find, befriend, and introduce him to your bff when she comes back. one issue — wrong boy ! ”

GENRE : frenemies to lovers / “his photo don’t match his face” trope ??? / MAJOR MISCOMMUNICATION / smidge of a love triangle / fluff / angst / crack

[ DISCLAIMERS ] female reader, cursing, kms + kys jokes, mostly minji as mc face claim + more to be added

જ⁀➴ PROFILES — PLAYLIST — TAGLIST

# taglist — send an ask or comment (this post) !

001 “stalk him”

002 pretty much a thief!

003 sophomore year pictures

004 #dragged #deserved

005 thanks capt park

% TO BE CONTINUED . . .

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petersasteria · 2 months ago

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Coincidence? I Think Not! - Park Sung-Hoon

Pairing: PSH x flight attendant!fem!Reader Summary: he seems to see you a lot during his two-week vacation despite not knowing who you are. you see him too. who approaches who?

A/N: it's been a while since I've written for PSH so here it is! :))

Tired from his work, Sunghoon decides to take a break for two weeks. He planned to go nearby countries and just enjoy. Mostly, he just planned to travel for food. He finds comfort in a warm bowl of clear soup and rice, but he's determined to try something new. With a list full of restaurants in Japan, Taiwan, Philippines, and Singapore, he packed his suitcase and booked flights for his little Asian tour.

He first saw you when he entered the plane. You gave him a smile and a curt nod and he did the same thing. He chose to sit in economy because the flight was short, anyway. He was excited to go to Japan.

When he arrived, he saw you again with your fellow flight attendants. He thought you were cute, but he didn't want to bother you because he knew you'd be busy. He stayed in Japan for 2 days and 1 night. He ate and went sightseeing and he was even more excited to go to his next stop: Taiwan.

On his flight going to Taiwan, he saw you again buying something at the airport's gift shop. He chuckled lightly to himself and shook his head. He figured it was another coincidence.

In Taiwan, you bumped into each other at a hotel both of you were staying at. He was coming home from a long day of sightseeing, holding a take-out box from a local restaurant and you were going out to go clubbing with your friends. You were already late and when you bumped into each other, you quickly apologized and ran to the elevator. He had to do a double take to see if it's really you, and to his shock, it really was.

Walking around Intramuros in the Philippines is really interesting. He got to see the culture and experience the joy of buying Filipino street food. That's when he saw you across the street taking pictures with your friends. You glance at his direction and you smiled before jogging a little bit towards him.

"Hey! Can you take a picture of me and my friends?" You asked nicely and he shrugged before following you and taking your phone. He still had a full mouth and you thought he looked pretty cute. After taking your pictures, you thanked him and both of you went your separate ways.

It wasn't until Singapore when you finally noticed him. He was waiting for his luggage and you decided to approach him.

"Hey." You greeted. He looked at you and smiled, "Hey."

"Seems like we always see each other." You chuckled. "Are you following me?"

He laughed, "I'm not. It's just a weird coincidence, I think."

"True... or perhaps it's fate. Maybe we're meant to be!" You exclaimed joyfully. He was very cute and he was exactly your type. Maybe God sent you this man to love and to hold.

"If that's the case, want to accompany me on this trip?" He asked, feeling bold. You smiled, "I'd love to. Guess you could say it's our first date out of the country."

a/n: sorry it's short!

#k's works #park sunghoon #park sung-hoon actor #park sung-hoon #the glory #queen of tears #jeon jae joon #jeon jae jun #park sunghoon x reader #park sung-hoon x reader #jeon jae joon x reader #jeon jae jun x reader #squid game 2

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hyunjuenthusiast · 2 months ago

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What's that?! Is that hyunjupigmentation?

#cho hyunju #squid game #squid game 2 #cho hyun ju x reader #hyun ju x reader #hyun ju #hyunju #cho hyun ju #park sung hoon #hyperpigmentation

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meadowfics · 2 months ago

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blueberry

jeon jae-joon x f!vaper!reader

jae-joon is obsessed with you and the scent of your office

this is a request from @dyingofcookies <3

your office always smelled like blueberry.

jae-joon hated it.. well, maybe he didn’t. maybe he just hated how much he liked it, how it clung to the air, to your clothes, to your lip.. gosh the lips he had spent way too much time staring at, wondering if they’d taste as sweet as they smelled.

you? you were completely unbothered, leaning back in your chair, fingers tapping idly against the desk as you took another slow drag from your vape.

"you know," jae-joon mused, hands shoved into his pockets as he leaned against your office door, "that shit’s gonna kill you one day."

you exhaled, blowing a thin cloud of smoke in his direction without even looking up.

"and yet, here you are, breathing it in anyway. second hand smoking is also a health risk, you know?"

he smirked.

"maybe i just like watching you put things in your mouth."

you rolled your eyes.

"jesus, jae-joon. do you ever stop?"

"not when it comes to you."

that made you pause, finally lifting your gaze to meet his.

he took the opening, stepping closer, his eyes gleaming with something cocky, something dangerous.

"are you stupid?" he asked, voice dropping just slightly.

your brows furrowed.

"excuse me?"

he tilted his head, running his tongue over his teeth before leaning down, close enough that you could smell the faint traces of his cologne.

"i’ve been making advances on you for months," he muttered.

"and you just sit there, acting like you don’t notice."

your lips curled, something sharp playing at the edges of your smirk.

"oh, i noticed," you said, taking another slow pull from your vape before exhaling just past his face.

"i just don’t care."

jae-joon's jaw twitched before he quickly leaned in and kissed you.

it was sudden, impatient, his fingers gripping your jaw as his lips crashed against yours. you should’ve shoved him off. should’ve slapped that smug expression off his face.

you didn’t.

instead, you kissed him back, letting him press you further into your chair as his hands slid down your waist.

all he could taste was the blueberry scent of your vape, sweet and addicting, just like you.

masterlist

#jeon jae joon #jeon jae jun #park sung hoon #park sung hoon x reader #the glory #the glory x fem reader #the glory kdrama #the glory x reader #cho hyun ju #netflix kdrama

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thisisntmyrightera · 4 months ago

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Together - CHO HYUN-JU x Fem Reader Part 2

Warning: Violence, homophobia mention of attempted rape and sexist language

Hours passed, one after another as groups of 5 people entered after passing the tests, time was exhausting, hearing gunshots in the distance and watching as the greedy people got upset every time the door opened again and again

I had already gone back and forth from my mattress to the steps, I sat down and lay down bored looking around feeling the irritation on my ankle more and more, the guard had tied it so tight that a red irritation had started to appear on my skin

Ouch - I said barely touching my ankle feeling the burning that was irritated even more by the friction of the fabric

Are you okay let me see - Hyun-Ju approached slowly sitting down a couple of steps below taking my foot carefully - did you twist your foot?

No, I'm fine - I looked at her embarrassed, trying to avoid her gaze, but her firm and large hand held my foot, looking at me - it's just a scratch, I think

Let me see - her touch went from firm to soft and delicate, slowly lifting the fabric of my pants, showing the red and irritated mark on my skin - I see, your skin is very sensitive, are you weak after all?

Hey, I'm not weak - her laugh made me laugh with her, pushing her a little while my leg rested on her knee - Hyun-Ju… can I ask you something?

Sure - her smile was still kind as she carefully folded my pants up, making sure the fabric didn't touch the irritated area again

Why are you here? Do you need the money for something? - Her face seemed to turn even paler than it already was, her smile blurred and her eyes looked at the floor in shame, as if she had asked the most embarrassing thing on the planet - If you don't want to tell me, I'll understand, excuse my intrusion

No… it's not that - she sighed slowly swallowing saliva and then looked at me with a look of embarrassment - my… my goal is to get to Thailand

Thailand? Do you need to go on vacation or something? - I smiled at her naively excited, thousands of times I had heard about that country but I still had not had the fortune to know it

No..- she smiled mocking a little at my foreign innocence - I…I need to go finish my transition you know..

Transition?..oh..I..understand Hyun-Ju sorry I shouldn't have asked you something so personal

Don't worry - she smiled a little moving her fingers nervously playing with the green fabric - it's just that…nobody is ever interested in my story and it's a little difficult for me to tell it

I understand…well..- I looked at her going down a couple of steps until I was sitting next to her looking at her attentively - if you want you can tell me, I would like to meet Hyun-Ju - She laughed with her eyes a little wet looking to the other side trying to hold her breath - do you work?

I worked… - she sighed again, this time deeper, dropping her shoulders - I was fired from my job when… well… I decided to tell everyone what I really am, they were ashamed of me and, they fired me

They are bastards, that is not right or even legal, what does your identity have to do with your ability, they are ignorant - I snorted angrily clenching my jaw - it must have been a dumb job after all, right? You must not have missed much

I was a soldier… - she looked at me, moving her legs nervously - a sergeant to be more exact, after they fired me my mother cried a lot and my father was ashamed, they don't talk to me anymore, my friends stopped talking to me and… - her voice broke off as her lips trembled - and everything became difficult and lonely

I understand, the people you trusted turned their backs on you - I looked at her feeling stupid, I shouldn't have forcing her to open her feelings like that, now I felt guilty for making her cry because of my silly curiosity - but… Hyun-Ju - I smiled a little taking her hand (which I could barely hold a couple of fingers of her big hand) I can be your friend, I would have loved to meet you somewhere else and be able to help you feel better about yourself, after all you haven't done anything wrong, being yourself makes you very brave

That's why I want to go to Thailand, I've heard that in that country there are the best doctors and the prettiest girls, I would love to be able to complete my transition and finally be what I want to be - her eyes showed a sparkle when she talked about it, her illusion overflowed through her pores

You don't have to go to Thailand to feel like that, for me you are already beautiful - my arms surrounded her as soon as the sobs began to come out of her chest and her hands covered her face saddened by crying, she was so fragile, my arms could barely surround her shoulders while her head rested on my shoulder sobbing and shaking - if you want to cry do it, people have been very cruel to you, but never cry out of shame, you have nothing to feel disappointed in yourself about.

This time, the shots didn't seem so dangerous and time passed without feeling it so slowly, she was a magical being that made me lose track of time

You are also very pretty, since I met you, I felt your bravery but also your heart, not everyone shows what they have inside and makes it look so valuable - her hands slowly wiped her tears taking care not to ruin her eyeliner and her diva bangs

It's not time to get sentimental - I laughed pushing her slowly while I got up adjusting my blouse going down a couple of steps - I'll go to the bathroom in the meantime

Do you want me to accompany you?

No, I'll be fine, wait for me here don't go anywhere - I laughed walking across the large space in the center of the beds feeling everyone's gazes.

They followed me and whispered, some laughed and others even said uncomfortable things waiting for me to react upset, they made the path very difficult to the door which was empty and as it was supposed, almost all the guards were in the yard even while the game continued.

The bathroom was big, with lots of cubicles and mirrors, almost uncomfortable to look at, like those endless and gloomy backgrounds, I could barely walk without tripping over to one of the toilets, sitting down uncomfortably listening to the door open once again, this time the footsteps of several people echoed in the almost empty place and a couple of laughs broke the silence and then a loud bang on my door made me jump scared, quickly pulling up my clothes

-I know you're in there, naughty girl, get out of there - the boys' laughter echoed off the walls, how could I have gotten into the wrong bathroom - get out you damn bitch - A loud bang again made me jump scared, unlocking the door with fear and opening it slowly

What did I tell you, the foreigner was here - the purple-haired boy laughed leaning on the bathroom door almost joining his face to mine - what are you doing here, cutie?

Nothing, I'm done - I looked at him, barely trying to get through quickly, scared, feeling a clumsy and strong hand pulling my hair

Come here bitch, I'm not done with you - this time his strength made me slam against one of the bathroom doors, making my back hurt - we know why whores like you come to our country, they come for sex and attention from us, don't they?

That's right, my friend - the long-haired man laughed, pressing his sweaty face against my cheek - she smells good, tell us, darling, what is such a pretty and sexy girl doing with that damn homosexual monster, huh?

She's not a monster, she's my friend - I looked at him, annoyed, tired of continuing to deal with men like him, but despite trying to get out of his hands, I couldn't - her name is Hyun-Ju, that's what they should call her

Oh, how cute, so you're a fucking weirdo like that effeminate? You like faggots, huh? - He laughed, hitting my cheek, making me scream in pain- You know my friend Nam-Gyu liked you as soon as he saw you, don't you like my friend? He's a real man

Leave me alone - I could barely speak when I felt his hand on my neck, pressing me against the door

Leave you? Honey, we're just getting started - the rapper laughed with his friend - do whatever you want to her Nam-Gyu, show her what it's like to be with a real man

My screams could barely be heard a couple of centimeters away, his firm hand on my neck and my crying didn't help much, feeling his disgusting hands running over my body, under my shirt and on the elastic of my pants made me feel even more of an idiot, this was all my fault

Shut your fucking mouth, you're distracting me - another blow again, this time on my lip leaving me stunned - hold her tight, she won't stop moving

I could feel the cold air on my thighs as they pulled down my pants and laughed talking disgusting and meaningless things, everything seemed to get even more dizzy, everything looked blurry until my body fell to the cold floor and again I could react, my tears wouldn't stop running down my face but I could notice the rapper and his friend lying on the floor, the latter Nam-Gyu wiping his bleeding nose

This will be the last time you approach her, is that clear? - Hyun-Ju hit him once more, slamming his head on the floor, leaving him unconscious - If you touch her again, I'll kill you, you fucking idiot, I'll kill you!

The purple haired boy ran hysterically almost tripping over his shoulder, not caring that his friend was on the floor, and I felt so humiliated, lying in a corner of the bathroom crying with a bleeding lip. If only I had listened to my parents from the beginning, I would have never come to this country and this wouldn't be happening. It was all my fault.

Calm down, sweetie, here I am - Hyun-Ju was much taller than those two men, her body was still strong and thick, but her presence was so calm and gave me so much peace that I couldn't feel intimidated by her.

Her hands, careful as always, held my pants, slowly lifting them up until they were in place, then they went to my face, checking my bruises and moving my hair out of my eyes so she could see every inch of my skin.

Sorry… - I looked at her embarrassed, feeling my tears running non-stop, I felt so humiliated and dirty that I couldn't think of anything else but that everything was my fault

You don't have to apologize, you didn't do anything wrong, no one will do anything bad to you anymore, I promise - her arms held me, she never asked me to stop crying or forced me to calm down, she just let me take it all out in her arms, rocking me slowly - let's go outside

But… - I looked at her with fear, shaking her head

Nothing bad will happen, I promise, as long as we're together I'll take care of you, okay? - I could feel my hair being brushed by her fingers slowly and carefully

Ok… - I sighed wiping my eyes with my sweater getting up slowly holding on to her arm so I wouldn't fall, luckily when we left the lights were almost off and most of the people who were already in their beds were getting ready to sleep, thank god without paying attention to us as we crossed the large space in the center

Let's go to bed, tomorrow will be a new day and we must be focused - her hands held my back slowly, making me go up the stairs carefully taking care not to trip - do you want me to help you with your shoes?

No.. - I looked at her embarrassed sitting on my bed taking off my sweater carefully while she stood rubbing her hands nervously

Okay, if you need anything, I'll be in my bed, just call me okay? -She smiled lightly at me, almost invisible because of the darkness of the place, but I could feel it, she made me feel those nice things

Hyun-Ju…-I held her hand quickly while she stopped almost tripping- can you… stay, I'm afraid to sleep alone

Do you want me to stay here? I can watch you if it makes you feel safer -she went back up a few steps sitting down carefully

You can sleep with me, we'll both rest and take care of each other- I could feel my cheeks erupting again while I held the blanket so she could come in with me

Are you sure? I don't want to bother you…

I'm sure, come - I smiled at her, barely feeling a pain in my lip, she just lay down carefully, her body almost taking up more than half of the bed but her presence was so calm that it made me feel like everything was perfect again

I didn't understand why I felt that way, safe and loved, with honesty and without being hurt

Thank you Hyun-Ju…thanks for saving me

Thanks to you, sweetheart, you saved me in a different way,

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Part 3

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