#qian kun ff

[loserlvrss]

꒰ 𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐀 ꒱ 钱锟

summary : after waking up from anesthesia, you're faced with a handsome stranger... who might not be all that unfamiliar after all

genre : fluff, kinda angst, kun x afab!reader tws : language, mentions of surgery (not specified for what), hospital/doctors environment author notes : she a wolf she a beauty and a beast she a wolf word count : 1.6k

you blinked a couple times, the fluorescent lights momentarily impairing your vision. a hand came up to block them, shielding you as you adjusted. 

“it’ll be a little bright,” a woman’s voice echoed in your hollow mind. “you’ll be a bit sensitive for a while.” 

you turned your head, a croaked groan leaving your lips. “my arm hurts.” 

“it’s from the IV, we’ll give you something to take home with you for all the pain.” she smiled, running her gloved hand along the tape and checking your veins color. “i’m going to check your vitals one last time and go grab your guardian, okay?”

you swallowed, nodding but not hearing what she had been explaining after. however, she was a nurse, so you believed her. 

she took her time to check you over, making sure that everything was normal enough for a post-operation patient. your vision, hearing, blood pressure, heart rate and breathing. and by how long it took (which was only a couple minutes in reality) you were convinced she not only had double, but triple-checked. 

you could remember the moment before you were put under, but everything else was still a little hazy, as if it was a dream. you could barely even think about anything other than what was right in front of your face. 

she had asked you to confirm your last name and date of birth, the hesitation making her stifle a smile. 

“i’m going to go get him now,” she took her stethoscope off, hanging it around her neck like a snake would. “it’ll only take a minute, okay?” 

“who?” you had asked, too late as she was already out of the room. you must’ve spaced out, trying to conjure up in your mind who she was talking about. “who are you getting?” 

you stared at the wooden door for what felt like forever, contemplating what to tell the nurse when she came back with someone you’d never met. 

you bit your lip, fidgeting with your fingers and picking at the skin until the door finally opened again. 

your eyebrows came together, a familiar sense washing over you. you looked over the man at her side, and you swear you had to clench your teeth to keep your mouth from falling open; he was the most beautiful person you’d ever laid eyes on. 

you know to each their own, but you wanted him to be your own. you couldn’t stomach the thought of another girl perceiving him even though as far as you knew you’d never seen him before. i mean, how could you forget such a face? 

he had a bright smile plastered to his god-awfully-pretty features. he glanced down at the nurse. “she looks confused,” he laughed. “has she not fully recovered from the anesthesia?” 

she hugged the clipboard in her hands close to her chest. “not yet it seems, she asked who i was getting earlier. it should wear off—we had to give her a slightly higher dose.” 

so, she did hear you but, chose to ignore you? that was cruel, however a laugh threatened to escape your throat… maybe it was the hyper amount of drugs you were on. 

maybe she hasn’t actually gone and got him (whoever he was) yet, maybe she had grabbed another nurse; a doctor; an anesthesiologist. but he didn’t look like a doctor, or anything of the sort, clothed regularly. he looked smart, but in other senses—non-medical. 

nonetheless, you couldn’t help feeling like you knew him. somewhere in the back of your mind you knew you could conjure up his name, and you cursed yourself for forgetting someone so beautiful. 

the nurse came back over to you after washing her hands, pulling the rolling stool up to your bed. 

you leaned in. “how do i know him?” 

she laughed again, but it wasn’t funny to you. you were starting to feel distressed, stupid even, because even she couldn’t understand how you’d forgotten him. she leaned in whispering. “your husband.” 

shocked was the simplest word you could’ve used.

“this might bruise, but it’ll go away within a couple days. and, your memory will come back within the hour, okay?” she started to remove the covers from your body, your bare legs on display. “and, you can change back into your regular clothes now, i’ll step out.” she turned to the man. “just let me know when she’s ready and we’ll go over the post procedure process, and schedule her a follow-up appointment.” 

“okay, sounds good.” he smiled as the nurse began exiting the room. “thank you.” 

the clicking of the door rang out against the silence, and you swallowed the lump in your throat. your eyes must’ve been wide, eyebrows confused as you looked him over again. 

“my what?” you finally spewed out. 

“husband, y/n.” he smiled, walking over to you. “we got married two months ago. i’m a little hurt that you forgot the best day of my life.” 

“i-i,” you began, watching as he picked your clothes up off the side table. “i don’t need help.” 

“yes, ma’am.” he seemed a little taken aback, obviously amused. “whatever you want, love.” 

you groaned as you willed your legs over the side. you were still a little skeptical, but it was starting to come back to you; how could you actually forget? 

there was a feeling inside telling you that you’d been with him way longer than the two months, and his presence was starting to jog your memories—maybe that was the trick to getting them back. him. your presumed husband. 

despite feeling determined too, you couldn’t even stand up, stumbling back over when you tried. he flinched towards you, but stopped himself, obviously wanting to respect your prior direction. 

you didn’t want to give in—still a little uncomfortable with the whole thing. you wanted to make him turn around, but you feared it was him that would be doing all the work in a couple of seconds. mind over matter though, right?

the bed let out a loud crack when you tried to stand again, this time he wouldn’t (couldn’t) stand back and watch. 

“i’m sorry,” he whispered, coming in front of you and grabbing your arms. “just let me help you.” 

you bit your lip, being raised by his strong, yet gentle grip. “i promise there’s nothing to worry about.” 

you nodded, feeling a sense of relief at his touch—one you didn’t know you could feel for him. “o-okay.” 

“can you stand on your own now?” he asked, carefully letting go of your skin, but keeping them close in case you started to tip. 

once he made sure you could, he reached down to your knees, holding the hem of the hospital-gown. you took his forearm within your fingers, non-verbally telling him to stop. your stomach was turning, but you trusted him? a feeling you don’t know where it came from. 

“if i close my eyes, will that be better?” he glanced at you, soft eyes catching your perplexed ones. “i’ll do whatever you need, y/n.” 

you nodded again, not really sure what to say. how would he know what he was doing with closed eyes? how could he feel so strongly towards you that he was prepared to do anything? but, he did as promised, fingers accidentally grazing your torso when he dragged the fabric up. 

the touch, however, sent you reeling, and suddenly you could remember a little over 6 months ago when he proposed. the night you cried like a baby, the man of your dreams down on one knee in front of you. 

the whole situation was also now starting to get on your nerves. why’d you forget? why’d it all start coming back with his lingering touch? why’d you have to get a case of amnesia? why couldn’t you just remember? you really wanted to. 

he kept his eyes closed, reaching to the clothes and feeling for your shirt. he found it, holding it up. “right way?” he asked. you hummed in response, helping it over your head. this time, as he adjusted the hem, his hands held your waist, twisting the fabric. but, it reminded you of further back, when you made him slow dance with you on the second date—even before you’d ever kissed—your arms draped around his neck, bodies swaying in a gentle rhythm.

you remember enough to know how you felt about him. you remember enough to know you loved him eternally. 

“kun…” his eyes shot open, hands stilling in their spot. “i’m sorry.” 

he grabbed you further. “why?” he asked, genuinely confused by your apology. you had nothing to be sorry for, he was only joking when he said he was hurt by your medically-caused amnesia. it happens. he knew you’d never be able to really forget him. “why are you sorry, my love?” 

you put your arms around his neck, embracing him in a tight hug. a long overdue hug. you pulled your head away, feeling a shiver down your spine when his hands stroked along it soothingly. you kissed the side of his mouth, causing a gentle smile. 

“i didn’t mean t-to. i forg—“ 

“don’t apologize.” he interrupted. “you remember now.” 

how could you ever really forget? 

“yeah,” you laughed. “it’s all coming back to me.” 

he pressed his lips to yours, and you urgently recognized fine-details that you’d engrained to memory. little things about him and your life that you could never discard as irrelevant—everything about him was relevant to you. you loved him, and part of love meant knowing it all. knowing the gorgeous and down-right nasty about each other, but still seeing them in the same light. and, you’d already learned everything about him, as he did you, vowing to commit your life to each other; and the next one, and the next one. forever and ever. for better or for worse. through sickness and health, poverty and wealth. 

‘till death do us part. 

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[7:16 pm]

QIAN KUN

Genre: Fluff

Wordcount: 491

Warnings: Food

A/N: happy birthday kun <3

"I'm home!" You yelled from the main door as you put aside your footwear and bag, finally to be able to set back and relax was one very satisfying feeling. You know, like that of popping up all of the bubble wrap that came along with the mail.

"Kun?" He wasn't in the living room, so you voiced it once again as you moved closer to the hallway. Perhaps he was making music at his desk.

Your eyes fell on his figure midway in the kitchen, with an apron tied just like his long, black hair. You looked at the time once again.

"You're making dinner already, babe?" You stepped inside and asked, gripping his arm and resting your face against it.

He planted a quick kiss on your forehead before returning to chopping the vegetables.

"It's a special dinner tonight." He smiled.

"Why?" Not because you were unhappy about it, but rather because your inquisitive conscience wouldn't let you rest, you asked.

"We don't need a reason for that!" He said, eyes still focused on the pan. "I've searched the recipe on the internet, it's pretty easy."

You sat on one of the countertops, hoping you could assist your chef.

"Don't touch that! It's hot!" As you tried to remove the dishes from the microwave, Kun nagged at you. 

He gave your hands a fleeting glance.

"I washed them!" You whined back as Kun flashed his perfect gummy smile. You could not take your eyes off this man.

He brought his hand up towards your nose, taking a chance to bop it as he mouthed "You're so cute!" not noticing his hands that were smeared with flour.

He was quick to hand you a tissue. "Wipe the flour off your face, love." He hurried back to the stove.

"At most times, people dust it off with their hands, romantically." You blurted as you helped yourself.

"Is that so?" He asked sarcastically.

"Yeah." You said it nonchalantly, focusing on the delicacy he was preparing.

"How do you manage to cook so well?" You looked at his hands intently before moving your attention to his face to ask a question.

"A lot more common sense than you show in the kitchen." He gave a simple answer. Kun loved teasing you so much, he could not help it, and every time you'd pout, he'd find another reason to gush about you.

He scooped a spoon out of the bowl, moving closer and standing in between your knees. He blew at it a few times before bringing the food towards your mouth.

"How does it taste?" His dark eyes were curious.

"Not bad." Pretending it wasn't among the nicest things you had ever eaten, you nodded. "But you taste better." 

His face immediately turned red like tomatoes from blushing, and he averted his gaze in shock at your unexpected words.

"You can have that after dinner." He joked as he returned to the cooking. 

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NCT MARVEL AU

okay so like a couple months ago I posted that I really wanted to write an NCT MARVEL AU FF... I might have deleted it I honestly cant remember I also added other SM ARTIST as side/extra/antagonist characters in the plot and right now im currently debating if i wanna find more Marvel characters that I think fit Shohei, Eunseok, and Seunghan.. idk lmk. im still working on the first few chapters and the moodboards of all the characters but it's going to take a while and i've been working very slowly since i am currently in school and have a part time job because in this economy... oof a girl's really struggling. anyways here is a small draft (with no mood board sorry im still woking on it :( ) of which MARVEL Characters the NCT members are going to be portraying

Playlist: Villian by Key ft. JENO | Hero by Martin Garrix and JVKE | Wish you were here by SUPERM | more to be added!

Lee Taeyong as Captain Marvel (Carol Danvers)

okay so i actually considered Iron Man, Falcon, Captain America, and gamora in mind for Taeyong but Iron Man matched johnny a bit more because of his personality and jaehyun suited captain america more imo

taeyong still fits a character with a strong leadership role, cus i mean cmon NCT tired dad/leader-nim

Carol Danvers/Captain Marvel is just tryna fit in and find herself/remember who she is and she finds out that she's a super powerfull highkey baddie and HELLO? Taeyong is that

she has a strong and emotional sense of leadership, willingness to help and protect others and like come on is that not tayeong???

she's (one of) the first avengers and asdfghjkl;

so yeah

carol danvers is a baddie

taeyong is a baddie

pErIoDt

Moon Taeil as Moon Knight (Marc Spector)

okay so like

this kinda just clicked? lmaoo i feel bad- well more like a geek but like MOON Taeil and MOONknight

i finished watching the MoonKnight series on Disney+ a while ago and loikeeee

Marc Spector is a hot SOB

steven grant asdfghjkl; dont get me started

oki tho im like lowkey debating if I want to include Marc's multiple personality but like he's not Moonknight with out steven soooo

might add a little twist to it

but Taeil gives me more Steven Grant vibes than Marc Spector ngl

he's a lil nervous anxious dork yknow?

did consider falcon and war machine for taeil though..

like tony and rhode's relatinship screams johnny and taeil LMFAOO

idk might make some changes...

Seo Youngho/Johnny Suh as Iron Man (Tony Stark)

cocky lil shit and a sexy ass mf

like tell me it doesn't make sense?

homie just wants to spend money and build suits

smart, hot, and rich? yes please

his wit and smart mouth

like imagine johnny "Jae (Cap) you've got a potty mouth"

tony has a heart(?)- there's proof LMFAOO

his sense of humor just screams johnny

had star lord (peter quill) in mind for him too

Nakamoto Yuta as Winter Soldier (James Buchanan "Bucky" Barnes)

one intimidating bitch

but a highkey softie

gonna kick ur ass if u fuck with him or anyone he cares about

highkey mysterious

did consider hawkeye, war machine, and falcon for him tho

also considering changes in characters lmk what yall think too!

Qian Kun as Dr. Strange (Stephen Strange)

man can fly a plane

lmaoo sorry that literally has nothing to do with him being a doctor but tell me why in every goddamn MAFIA AU i read, he's the medic

his relationship with yangyang and ten remind me of dr. strange and wong lmfaoooo

lowkey a perfectionist/perfect man asdfghjkl

Kim Dongyoung/Doyoung as Dare Devil (Matt Murdock)

had hawkeye, war machine, and falcon in mind for him

war machine cause of his sense of duty and seriousness- and his relationship with johnny also reminds me of tony and rhodes

also thought about making him nebula (and falcon) cus of his relationship with taeyong

anyways matt murdock is a hot mf

a lawyer? yes please

doyoung likes to argue cus cmon 127 is always on his ass for no reason headahhh lmfaooo

ngl thought there were a lot a members and i did put some thought into this and he matched daredevil best imo

Li Yongqin/Ten as Black Widow (Natasha Romanoff)

bad bitch right here

assassin, bad bitch

have you seen the way he moves?

have you seen the way she moves?

no words, no explanation, it just is and it just makes sense

like fr let's argue

IM JP don't come at me

had hawkeye in mind for him too

Jung Yoonoh/Jaehyun as Captain America (Steve Rogers)

america's ass

like cmon manz representative emoji is a peach

can't really put my finger on it either

like maybe it the masculinity (not meant negatively tho!) and altruism in the both of them(?)

both hot as fuck for no reason

other characters that i think suited him were falcon, winter soldier, (kind of) hawkeye, and black panther

Dong Sicheng/Winwin as Hawkeye (Clint Barton)

oki so i did have black widow in mind for him

and if im being honest it was kind of hard to settle with hawkeye for him

winwin is someone is focused and serious much like clint barton

i mean cmon man was a dancer and that shit takes dedication and patience

like learning how to use a bow and arrow

also had vision in mind for him too

when i first started to get into NCT winwin kind of came off as a timid person, and he's not really affectionate so it kind of screamed vision vibes

Kim Jungwoo as Quick Silver (Pietro Maximoff)

his cute lil personality

"bet you didn't see that coming?" ackkkk

is a caring sweetheart

like pietro wants nothing but for his sister to be happy and protected

jungwoo makes his members happy

Wong Yukhei/Lucas as Thor

okay so like NCT 2018 Halloween special kind of took over

personality wise, lucas and thor are kind similar(?)

like their sense of humor

thor is lowkey the most laid back avenger despite being a prince

and most of the time i can't take lucas seriously

also another character i was kinda of iffy unsure about

idk maybe its just me but lucas seems like the type that would shy away from responsibilities and his asgard duties as king for something more chill

then again thor did do that soooo...

Lee Minhyung/Mark Lee as Spider-Man (Peter Parker)

do i even need to explain?

lmaoo oki so like i was reading a post about how some people don't like mark

which i lowkey found hard to believe but then it made sense

like no disrespect

anyways I do believe mark is a hard working person and he does try to be humble about it but like also its okay to bathe in the glory and be shameless- then again easier said than done, again no disrespect- i love mork

pure hearted and true to himself

much like peter parker

Xiao Dejun/Xiaojun as Shang Chi (Shaun)

lmaoo man is 1/3 of wayv's walking meme group

every time im on tiktok lmfaoooo

lmao i guess the way i picked theses characters to match the members is based on the relationship the members have soo

lmaoo shaun's relationship with katie reminds me of luxiaodery (is that the correct name for them?... wayv 99 liners)

again hot asf

like imagine xiaojun in the bus fighting scene

Wong Kunhang/Hendery as Ant Man (Scott Lang)

also 1/3 of wayv's walking meme group

man is fxcking hilarious

another "do i even need to explain?"

just makes sense

lmaooo well actually i did consider Star Lord for him

Huang Renjun as Yelena Belova

okay so hear me out

i though of gamora or nebula for him too

lmao he's a tiny lil agressive man

ready to bite at any moment

very deadly

snarky (<< affectionate) and witty like Yelena

"i don't get my period dip shit. i don't have a uterus" *said with a russian (chinese) accent and the fact the renjun doesn't have a uterus*

like that line screams renjun lmfao

Lee Jeno as Black Panther (T'Challa)

RIP to Chadwick Boseman

anyways

when mark graduated from dream *sad noises*

jeno gave me hard leadership vibes

like he filled the role so well without actually filling it

and i've noticed how popular he's become lately with all these stage collabs with other idols

prince king jeno

nice ring to it ;)

sense of what is feels right and does what he believes is right

wants to do well for himself and his members

did consider him for hawkeye and falcon

Lee Donhyuck/Haechan as Scarlet Witch (Wanda Maximoff)

sassy lil birchhh

haechan is a very caring person and althoug sometimes it seems like he's acting a certain way to hide his feelings i do believe he is very emotionally inteliegent- however he is kind of impulsive (emotionally)

reminds me of wanda

powerful bitch, like hello vocals?

fight with so much effort and purpose

needs support and is his members number one supporter

Na Jaemin as Falcon (Sam Wilson)

oki so like

this was also a toughy

consider hawkeye, black panther, winter soldier, dare devil, war machine, and a bunch of other... also docor strange cus mans wanted to be a surgeon if he wasn't an idol lmaooo

but tbh no characters really ever stuck with me for jaemin

he's lowkey someone is doesn't gaf and doesn't want to be here but still knows how to have a good time or make up for time

serious and yet isn't

loyal and supportive to his members

Liu YangYang as Kate Bishop

lmaoo renyang and kate and yelena vibes

like "bro what if i killed you, (renjun/yelena)?"

but like he didn't soo???

lmaooo curious and nosy

liek sticks his nose into everyone's business

whether its for funsies or a mission

but he does well in getting whatever information he needs

gave me loki vibes tho

Osaki Shotaro as Vision

he's so cute ackkk

kind of came off as an awkward lil bean to be but i think that was just because of the language barrier with the other members

but it also a reason why i thought he was a good fit to portray vision

cus they're bother still learning

not afraid to ask questions

supportive and kind of goes along with things

a bit naive and questions his morals or rights and wrongs

fast learner imo

Jung Sungchan as War Machine (James Rhodes)

okai so like

idky but i though he would have been a good match for star lord

kind still iffy ish because is he young and although this is a ff i fell like he would have matched a younger role/character

also thought he would have been a good fit for shuri

can't really say much

i feel bad cus this is a bit more of a last pick

i really did want him to have a character that was more interactive with shotaro since that are really close

also thought of a cloak and dagger duo for sungtaro

again might make dome changes so lmk yall's opinion

like im tryna take this seriously and make it make sense but also im not cus again this is for funsies

Zhong Chenle as Loki

again, im sorry but another "do i even need to explain?"

boy is hella mischievous with that lil smirk he always has

when he messes around with his members, esp jisung

lmao poor jisung

like "oh yall need an illusionist you say? no problem lessgo fuck around with some bad guys"

i know he's supposed to be a lowkey two-faced, flippity floppity bad guy but idc im making him good

cus deep down loki does have a good heart

Park Jisung as Shuri

hear me out

i know he doesn't seem like the brightest but like he really is

and i know yall agree because hacker!jisung?

yeah, that's what i thought bro

considered vison for him too

and kate bishop

and groot- well like a modified hybrid version of him

big brother jeno and little brother jisung duo

yeah

just yeah

periodt

Shohei, Eunseok, and Seunghan

okay so like

im not really sure what marvel characters suit them best

im tryna stray from X-men charcters

but idk might have to make some changes

js that haechan might justbe switched to deadpool cus cmon

and as i was writing this i had a bunch of second thoughts about with members were portraying which characters

im a bit of a perfectionist as you can see

Anyways! thanks for reading this and please feedback is and will always be appreciated! again i apologized for my pace! i am currently on winter break but im working so i haven't had much time to write anything :(.

anyways comment and reblog if you wanna see what i have in mind for other SM Artist and who they'll be portraying!

-lotus

[starlightkun]

Will you publish more FFs in the future? And are you writing any ffs now?

yep, i fully plan on posting more fics! i've got three wips i'm actively working on rn! here's the lil blurbs from my masterlist:

❧ the bite - ♡ ; non-idol au, single dad kun, single mom reader, enemies to friends to lovers au ; in which kun’s son bites yours at school, and you want nothing to do with this ‘mr. qian’ [wip, 15k+]

❧ strawberry sunday - ♡ ; non-idol au, modern magic au, college au, fairy jungwoo, human reader, slow burn, one (1) idiot and one (1) tease to lovers ; in which a spring break trip with your eight magical friends and one human friend certainly can’t go wrong, right? [wip, 5k+]

❧ phantasmagorical - ♡ ; non-idol au, college au, hockey captain sungchan, chronically ill reader (migraines) ; in which you finally meet someone who will witness your pain [wip, 10k+]

[jeonqquk]

KUN | 2:19 PM

The distance between you and Kun is minimal, his minty breath hitting your face as your best friend of 8 years- for whom you had unfortunately developed feelings- stands so, so close to you. Both of you know what’s going to happen, but are waiting for the other one to make a move first. You’ve loved this boy for 3 years, hating that you could never reveal your true feelings and just kiss the living daylights out of him. 

You finally lose patience and surge forward, your mouths meeting in a soft, sweet kiss. Kun kisses exactly as you expected- like a beginner, and when he hesitantly lifts his hand from his side to rest at your waist, you can’t help but smile. You break apart after a minute or so, your breathing heavier and you smile up at Kun’s face, watching him for a reaction. His gaze meets yours and he reveals his white teeth in a toothy grin, face beaming and lets out a soft giggle. 

You’re both still standing in the last row of the library, your back very close to the shelf of History books and you plant a kiss on Kun’s cheek before hugging him. He returns the gesture and his voice is muffled by your hair as he speaks. 

“That was..nice.” you chuckle and nod, slightly swaying both your bodies and move to boop your nose with his.

“I love you.” your confession was bound to come tumbling out your mouth and into the open sooner or later, it was really fucking obvious that the both of you were head over heels for each other, everybody said that, but the fear of being rejected held the both of you back. 

Kun’s smile widens and he connects both your foreheads. “I love you too, Y/n. So much.” his words suddenly bring tears to your eyes, and you’re suddenly feeling super emotional about the fact that this perfect man who just kissed you is confessing his love for you. 

“Why are you crying baby? Do you want me to move my han-” you cut him off by pressing your lips against his and his rambling stops as he returns the action by moving his plush lips against yours. 

“No stupid. They’re happy tears.” “Oh, good. For a second I thought that you didn’t love me anymore.” Laughing at his thoughts, you bury your face in his neck and subtly sniff his cologne. 

“Stop Y/n, that tickles.” you smile sheepishly at being caught and tell Kun that the two of you should probably move away from your current position. 

“There’s nothing secretive about this, is there?” You giggle at Kun’s naivety and shake your hand as you drag him by the hand, mentally saying in your head that you loved this boy. 

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Lo contrario al amor | q. kn; s. jn

Lo contrario al amor- The opposite of love.

Pairing- Seo Johnny x reader x Qian Kun

Genre- Smut.

Word count- 4.14k

Warnings- threesome, sexual themes followed, stripper!reader au, richceo!kun and Johnny au, overstimulation, horrible depiction of how a strip club works, light spanking, dirty talking, praise kink, honestly a filth, why am i even bothering with the warnings-, pet names: princess, doll, slut, baby girl. Sir kink. Also kinda rushed because I'm an idiot (actually, it's cause i wrote this a day before my sociology exam so..-)

Synopsis- The way they looked at you seemed close enough to love. You thought it looked quite the opposite of love. And your definition of the opposite of love was lust.

Type- Requested! I'm sorry this took long! I really had to push myself to write this oskekke

Raven's up next, you've got 2 minutes!" Jacob screamed in the changing room where you all lined up according to who's going up the stage next, all dolled up, the actual costumes underneath the loose shirts handed to you for coverage until the performance. 

"Raven's not performing today. She's got a few other works to do"

Stripper. Not many are usually proud of that line of profession. But you thought nothing wrong of it. You were proud to blurt out "I work at  N-WV club as a part time stripper and part time server". You loved dancing and you loved the attention you got, you thought it was great. And you got paid handsomely too so that's a plus one. 

What made you love your job further more than you already loved it was the regulars you had during your days of performance. 

The thing you liked about your club was they never reveal personal identity. You each had a code name of your own. You were given the name Raven by the audience due to your dark tresses and the variety of black outfits you'd worn and performed and not to mention, absolutely rocked in. Another reason to love your work. Safe identity with no harms to personal life whatsoever. 

Hel and Hades. You'd ridiculed the names when you first heard them from your co-worker. "Which idiots would name themselves after the vikings and the death god??" you'd mocked until you actually met the owners of the names. 

Always sat the farthest away from the stage but dead in the middle which showcased the entirety of the stage in one screen was the table labelled by their names. Two young sat always adorned in a suit, the coat of the tux shrugged off their body with it loosely hanging over their shoulder, the tie tugged loose with the collar button undone and the sleeves rolled up to their elbow. 

One, Hades, the male with dark brown hair that was swept neatly to the side with a few strands resting freely on the forehead. Seemingly a little more built than the other, eyes stoic with focus on each and every one of your moves with the bottom of his perfectly shaped lips between his teeth. His gaze never failed to make you shudder. The only way to explain would be deadly. 

The other one, Hel. He wasn't all that bad himself. Far from bad. Faded turquoise hair tousled carelessly at the crown of his head perfectly portrayed his exhaustion at work. But that only added as a charm to him as his messed up hair gave him an ethereal look. He'd always have his arms folded over his chest. Almost the same build as the other. A smirk played on his lips each time you'd discard a material from your body and then another. The look was still the same as deadly as Hades'. A little softer and subtle ton of sin hid under his angelic features. Intoxicating would be the right word for him.

You turn towards the owner of the club just as you hook in your hanging diamond earring, fixing the rhinestone choker "What other works?" you ask confused and a little taken aback at the same time. Mr. Kim (who'd asked you on multiple occasions to just call him Doyoung) was the organized and no 'last minute' booking type of guy. If someone wanted him to do something for them they'd have to let him know that at least a week or two prior. Whether it came to booking a private performance, or booking a VIP seat. It had to be done within a week before the actual work. 

"Come with me." he replied calmly with his hands dug into the pockets of his formal jeans. 

 "Yeah, let me just get my masquerade mask-" 

"Leave it behind". You stand in place, still with the motions of rush still going on around you. Leave the mask behind? That'd reveal part of your identity and that definitely wasn't a part of the club. "Huh?"

"It's a private booking, you don't need the mask, doll" Doyoung exclaimed as though he hadn't just failed to let you know of the private booking before the day. "I don't have any private performances scheduled for today, Doyoung" 

"Now you have, darling. I'm sorry but they're important to this club. And to me." with that he whipped his head towards the exit door before nodding at you to follow behind him.

You quickly discard the loose shirt, opting to wear a robe around your outfit before you follow behind him through the dimly lit, sketchy yet posh passage across the club to the section where tiny cabins were situated. 

You jog slightly to catch up with his long strides while clutching onto the rope of your robe. "Who are they? The oh so important people?" you ask from behind him. 

"Mr. Seo and Mr.Qian." 

"Who?" you inquire, face contorted in confusion at the unfamiliar names. "Let's say, You'll see once we get there." he replied, taking a sharp turn towards the more isolated regions of the club. 

You say nothing in reply, silently following him a few more steps before he comes to an abrupt halt in front of one the cabins at the end of the hallway. He knocked twice on the door, reaching out to the door knob twisting it to unlock the door. 

Names of gods of hell was a smart choice.

 There sat inside the room were the two regulars, looking absolutely sinister in clothing as simple as formal work wear. " Ms. Y/ln at your service just as you asked for" Doyoung spoke up first after stepping into the room. Expecting him to call you by your work name, you were once again taken aback at how he regarded you with your last name but did nothing to correct him, instead chose to stand silently beside him.

' Must be important enough to break his own club rules. '

"We'll take it from here, Thanks Doyoung" smiled the brown haired lad, Hades. 

"My pleasure, Johnny" Doyoung nodded at the other in acknowledgment of his presence before turning back facing you, smiling at you with a tilt of his head and a pat at your robe clad shoulder and headed towards the door with that, exiting the room and leaving you in the closed space with the two men. 

You hear the click of the lock from behind you, only now lifting your gaze from the ground as you shift your weight from one feet to another, looking at one male then the other. Your clothing does nothing to help you feel secure under their eyes, strong enough to make you feel bare with two layers of clothing on your body. Weird how you, the confident on stage with at least 50 or more pairs of eyes on you, was now feeling conscious of yourself in front of just two pairs of eyes. 

"Hi, I'm Raven-" you start, finally shaking off the nervousness to get your job started and done with, something about both looking at you as though they'd devour you whole having you shaking the slightest. 

"Y/n, that's your name, hm?" the one, Johnny, or so called by Doyoung, spoke up, interrupting your mid sentence as the blue haired just leaned forward in his seat, his elbows resting lazily on his knees, absolutely loving the way you were taken aback, the same everyday smirk displayed on his feature. 

"Yes. But here in this club, we go by our code names. Please refer to me as Raven, Sir." you reply, stepping out of daze as you tried keeping your tone as polite as possible. "In this room we go by our real names, doll" he finally spoke up, the one beside Johnny. "I'm Kun. That's Johnny. There, we all know each other's names now" Kun, spoke in a smug tone, eyes darkening shades as they roam around your figure. 

"But sir, that's against the rules of our club" you try explaining, only after scoffing in your mind as you recalled back to how the owner himself went against the rule. "Here, Inside these four walls, the rules to be followed are only to be set by us, that's what we paid for, princess" Johnny beat Kun to speaking up. 

"Yes, sir" you reply after a moment of silence as the two males shifted into a more comfortable position on the leather couch. You stood awkwardly beside the pole in the middle of the room, fumbling with the knot at the center of your stomach, trying so hard not to keep a continuous eye contact with them. 

Dangit. What's it with me today? 

"So, will you put on a show for us now or do we have to wait a little more?" Kun asked with his eyebrows raised. 

"Ah! Yes." you reply quick, making fast steps forward towards the corner of the room where the speaker with a remote on top was situated. You pick up the controller and pressed play, a sensual tune immediately vibrating through the speakers, filling the silent room with the tune. You place the controller back on top of the speaker, inhaling sharply before getting into the mood, shaking off all previous nervousness, instead replacing it with a seductional look and a smirk on your face. 

You run your fingers through your hair, intentionally messing it up to make you look even appealing than you already did. You turn towards the front, walking one leg crossing the other towards the pole, circling it, with just your fingers grazing the cold metal as you stare at them one after the other enough to have them hooked at your doings. 

You give them a wink before lifting a leg up with a push, the other rooted at the base of the pole as you clutch tightly onto the pole for balance while your body twirled around the metal, the robe still on.

You continue playing around the pole, ending the pole segment with a drop down to the ground in a rather seductive way. The tune passed half of the song, changing into a much faster beat to which you finally hooked your fingers onto the knot hiding your black lace dress under, slowly undoing it while their gazes got much harder. Your eyes travel lower on both of their bodies, a soft dent forming over the blue jeans making you feel proud. 

The robe now off, you felt bare than ever with just a black lingerie now adorning your body, but you kept going. You stand dead in front of them as they lean back in their seat. 

You move to the beats, feeling yourself finally let loose as the cockiness of all the attention on you got to your head. 

Lost in beats, you let out a yelp of surprise when you feel your wrist being tugged at, making you stumble steps and land onto Johnny's lap. You stare wide eyed at him as the domineering aura he had made you feel small under his gaze. You grip onto his shoulder for support to keep your bottom half from touching his muscled up ones. "Keep going with the performance, darling" and so you did. 

You'd given lap dances before. But that was at a frat party which was forced and half hearted as it was a stupid dare posed by one your friends. So you were a little nervous as the undying want of making them captivated by you strong enough to overpower the nervousness as you lower yourself and get back to moving to the beats. On Johnny's lap this time around. 

Grinding your hips against the latters, you see from your peripheral Kun's head thrown back as he kneaded himself through the material of his jeans, the sight making you whimper softly as you grind harder against Johnny, earning a groan from him. 

The song comes to an end slowly, the beats slowing down the same way your movements did, completely coming to a halt once the music stopped. You were panting slightly, palms resting against his built chest (you can literally feel the indents under your hands) when you feel yourself being lifted, in a swift motion over from Johnny's lap to Kun's with your back facing his front. 

You look up after having your eyes closed in surprise at the sudden motion only to have Johnny close the space between the two of you, Kun's hands finding their way around your waist. Face buried in your neck. The initial shock of a really good looking guy kissing you while the other played with the skin of your neck washed over your body with a jolt. 

Yes, you're loving the feeling. Having the attention of two absolute sinful men, not to mention, good looking ones was heaven. There's no denying that you felt attracted to them. But it went against your club rules, and most definitely against your morals. So you shake off Johnny, placing your hands between your bodies to create some space between the two of you, "I can't -we can't, if Doyoung finds out I'll lose my job, i can't afford that-" you explain as you cower further into Kun's lap at Johnny's strong gaze, feeling like you've just disappointed him. "Then so be it. You can work for us." he leaned in once again, only to be stopped by you for the second time. "No, we shouldn't-"

"No one gets to know what happens inside these four walls and you get to keep your job, how about that?" Kun offered, mumbling into your neck which had you screwing your eye shut at the sensation, "But this is wrong" you try rationalising. 

"Oh darling this is wrong in all the right ways, don't worry" and with that you let yourself relax onto the man's body, Johnny forcing himself onto you once he heard you heave out a tiny 'okay'.

One hand holding you still against him, Kun let his other hand travel up while Johnny pressed his lips against yours in a teeth clashing kiss, not wasting a second to bite down onto your lower lip to have access into your mouth. You groan out at the feeling of hands all over your body as Kun kneaded your breast, lips traveling up your neck, to your ear lobe which be nibbled on, while giving most of his attention in playing with your breast.

Eyes screwed shut, your body fall limp on top of Kun's body the moment Johnny cupped your heat through the material of your lingerie, the only thought you had being 'fuck morals' when this is how good they're making you without even directly giving attention to the parts you need them the most. Johnny pulled away from your lips, a thin trail of saliva still keeping you connected as he applied pressure on the bundle of nerves through the material of your clothing, well, barely covering clothing.

"You have no idea how long we've waited for this, baby girl." Kun whispered against your hair while shifting his attention to the unattended boob. 

You jerk forward when Johnny enters the clothing, now touching you bare. The feeling of his cold fingers against your sex had your head roll back and rest against Kun's shoulder. "That feels good, right baby?" Johnny inquires while using his thumb to apply pressure on your clit, drawing small circles on the swollen bud the same time Kun pinched the sensitive bud of your chest, making you able to only nod your head at the lads question, "Words, baby. Use your words"

The expression on Johnny's face had you thinking better than wanting to disobey him, "Yes!" you moan out at the increase of speed in stimulation as Johnny's other hand helped keep your legs apart. "Yes what, doll?" 

"Yes, s-sir.. " you mewl, feeling a familiar knot form at the bottom of your stomach making your face contort into an expression of pure bliss. "There we go" he cooed, moving his attention from your clit to the entrance, plunging two fingers in straight into the wetness as your sleek wall gave enough access to do so, immediately setting a fast pace, coaxing you to your first high with a shudder in your body.  Johnny kept his fingers moving to help ride out your high while you feel Kun shift behind you, "My turn" 

You feel yourself being lifted off of his lap and placed on the couch. You hiss when you feel Johnny remove his fingers from within you and into his mouth, licking your juice clean off his fingers. But you don't get much time to intake the sight as you feel soft muscles working their way on your now sensitive core. You look down to see Kun buried between your legs. You were probably too dazed to notice him drag your lingerie bottom down and place himself there. 

You whimper as he circled his tongue over your clit while Johnny took his place beside you, kneading himself the same way Kun was a few moments ago. You close your eyes tight at the feeling of Kun's mouth working wonders at your core, a mixture of moans and curses leaving your mouth, "You taste so fucking sweet, baby" the vibrations of his voice sent shocks of pleasure down your core, added to that a finger being inserted into the the messy hole triggered your second high,

 "Kun oh!-"

The sounds of him lapping at your juices made your skin heat up, blood rushing up your cheeks while you choke out a sob at the faint pain you're now feeling at the continuous stimulation. 

"You did so well, baby" Johnny hushes you while Kun still kept going. Johnny caressed your hair, trying to distract you from the aftermath of being overstimulated. 

The feeling being too overwhelming, you finally close your legs over Kun's head, making him come to a halt as he leaned back from his kneeling position. The lighting in the room highlighted the wetness on his chin and lips as you finally got some time to catch your breath.

"Who's going first?" Kun inquired, looking more at Johnny than you while wiping the residue using the back of his hands. Instead of considering giving a reply, Johnny looked at you with tilt in his head and a smirk on his face while you shy away from their gaze. "she'll take both of us like the little slut she is, isn't that right baby?" he asked, a probably rhetorical question while his gaze stayed hard. At the lack of response from your side, Kun took a step forward, bending down slightly, reaching out to clutch your face a soft yet firm grip, forcing you to look at him. 

"Aren't you going to answer him, doll?" 

"Yes, Johnny." you answer, mind a little clouded to think straight but still managed to form coherent sentences, enough to give a proper reply. "The pleasure really got to you, huh baby?" Johnny inquired, standing up while working on undoing his belt, "It's sir for you slut. Get on your knees. Now"

You scramble quick onto your feet, mumbling a silent 'I'm sorry, sir' and dropped down on to your knees, hissing at the slight irritational burn between your legs but had no time to get distracted with it as the lad in front of you placed himself right before you, tugging harshly at your chin to make you look up to his eyes, "I don't think i need to tell you what to do from here, baby. Get to work" And so you did, you were about to reach out to grip the shaft when you felt Kun rub at the skin of your ass, while providing a soothing feeling for a second before you felt his hands come down with force, making you yelp out of shock with your mouth wide open. 

Taking this chance, Johnny let go of your chin, finding comfort in the warmth of your locks instead, pushing himself forward and forcing his hardness into your mouth, groaning at the feeling of your tongue being flat laid out below his member. "You look fucking stunning like this, princess" 

Focused on the sounds coming out of Johnny's voice, determined to pull out more, you start bobbing your head forward and backwards, taking in as much as you could each time you pulse forward. You try relaxing your jaw and focus on your breathing as much as possible, to try and not activate your gag reflex when Johnny's hips start thrusting his hips forward, following the same rhythm as your head making the head hit the back of your throat, sending jolts all over your body. 

Too focused on making Johnny feel good, you fail to notice Kun enter you from behind, slowly pulsing inch by inch into your still sore wetness, catching you by surprise as you let out a throaty moan, spending waves of pleasure up Johnny's body, pulling him closer and closer to his high. 

"How fucking wet." You hear Kun groan from behind you while slowly starting to move his hips once he had completely eased into you, making you lose your rhythm you'd kept for pleasing Johnny, stilling and letting him fuck your mouth instead. 

"She's so fucking wet, John. And wet. You're a little whore for all this, aren't you?" the blue haired lad questioned as though expecting an answer, "you love being used like this, don't you?" 

Too occupied with being stuffed with a cock in your mouth and Kun picking up his pace from behind you, all you could do was lean forward and balance yourself on all four while letting them take care of your pleasure and theirs. 

You feel Johnny's hip stutter, seemingly getting closer and closer to the edge of the cliff. His face contorted in pleasure, seeming desperate to chase his high. The vibrations from your moans and whimpers only dragged him closer, added to the fact how you sucked on his shaft like your life depended on it.

"I'm going to come, baby. You'll be a good girl and swallow all of me, right?" He asked, while buck forward from a rather hard thrust from behind, Kun's groans mixed with yours and Johnny's slightly high pitched ones, along with the sound of skin slapping pulled you close to your high too. 

Unable to answer with being stuffed, you nod your head as much as you could while flattening your tongue out and giving one last hard suck, earning a loud groan from Johnny as he came to a halt, thrusting slowly to empty himself completely in you and partly to ride out his high, you keep your mouth wide open to allow him to do so, while screwing your eyes shut while Kun reached out from beneath you, finding the sensitive bundle of nerves and drawing quick circles on it. 

Once Johnny pulled out, you immediately swallow all of his essence, not wasting a drop of it while letting out a sob when a particular thrust had Kun finding your soft spot, coaxing you closer to your high making you convulse around his shaft, "Open up, babygirl" Johnny tapped at your cheeks, while his chest heaved up and down. You open, showing him that you'd down aa he asked you to, and immediately closed it again, pulling at your bottom lips when Kun's ministration grew faster and hurried on your clit, "I'm so fucking close, baby. So, so fucking close" 

And that was shown by how sloppy his thrusts had gotten. Johnny mumbled out a soft 'good girl' and flopped down onto the leather couch while watching his friend destroy your core. 

You reach your high with a loud cry, closing around Kun even frequently that before as pleasure finally turned into pain, your core practically begging for a breather. Your whimpers, and the constant opening and closing around his shaft threw him off the edge as you felt his member twitch inside you before warm fluid shot up inside your sex. Kun whimpered out praises while slowly pulling out once he'd completely emptied himself inside you, running his hands up and down your back in a comforting manner while Johnny looked at your face. Tears running down your cheeks from the constant stimulation, sweat from previous doings and hair disheveled by his grip on it. Drool rolling slightly down the side of your face while yours and Kun's essence spilled out from your core down your thighs.

You were feeling ecstatic. A warmth from being so full. The feeling could be mistaken as love;

"You're incredible, doll" Kun let out with an airy chuckle while Johnny agreed along

But you knew it was the opposite of it and so did the other two in the room. 

It was the feeling of your desires being fulfilled. 

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Eleutheromania | Chapter 01

Chapter Index

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It wasn’t long that my boyfriend Lucas had been drafted for mandatory military service. Days had stretched to weeks, and weeks prolonged to months. The society we live in doesn’t give young men, especially those living in sectors where serving is compulsory, the luxury to bypass this duty. 

I had been with Lucas since his name was first registered as those fit to serve Neo City. At the age of twenty, he had submitted his draft forms as required by the royal family, being selected from the pool the following year. Lucas, already twenty-two now, didn’t escape the clutches of this system. In fact, he was chosen earlier, having only one year of peace before receiving a notice from the officials that he was required to leave to the military immediately. 

Knowing the kind of ruling established by this fruitful city, I understood the time away Lucas would spend from me. It wasn’t ideal, nor was it fair, but I wasn’t one to complain. I loved him, and I would wait for him, regardless if he came now or far into the future. Yet, when I walk around the apartment we share where his oversized hoodies and sweats lay scattered around our bedroom and his heavy cologne hangs in the foreboding silence, I can’t help but feel the pang of loneliness, craving the love and touch from the man I hold so dearly.

Today is one of those days. Days where I long for Lucas to be home, to have him embrace me in his tight grasp, curling up on the couch and staying there for hours while talking and eventually falling asleep with us still locked in each other’s arms. 

Having to serve in the military was tough already, but nothing would’ve ever prepared me for the sacrifice and patience I would have to exhibit just anxiously waiting for him to come home safe and sound. 

Pulling on one of his oversized hoodies, I lay down in his side of the bed. Tangling myself within the many sheets that hold the strong, sweet scent of his cologne. The ocean breeze with a touch of pine. His smell is exotic, alluring. It alone is one of the only things keeping Lucas’ presence alive in our abode. Remembering the times we cherished each other in ways that would leave us breathless and immensely pleasured. 

My phone lights up on the nightstand nearby, and I sluggishly reach out from within the cavern of our bed sheet and pillows to grab it. I pause for a moment to view my lock screen, a picture of the two of us when we first started dating. It was during autumn when we walked down a trail of beautifully colored leaves all scattered about on the ground beneath us, the sun angled to cast its luminous glow on our figures. At that moment, Lucas insisted on giving me a piggyback ride, concerned at how tired I might’ve been for walking so long—even though I refused a countless number of times. 

And with my cheek resting on top of his head, this picture was born. Our eyes twinkling at that time of day, his large orbs burning a vibrant gray and mine a soft emerald. My dark brown hair nearly frozen because of the exposure to the chilly air, yet his remained a lustrous and thick black. And his smile. That perfect, beautiful smile that brings out the subtlety of his dimples never fails to make my heart skip a beat, the world and all its troubles pausing for just the briefest of moments when his lips pull back to reveal his pearly-white shine. 

One of my most favorite and treasured memories, that’s for sure. 

I squint at the single notification, the corners of my lips tugging upwards in a small smile. It was from Lucas. How he manages to secretly text while on active duty still both worries and surprises me. 

         Jae, baby, are you still awake?

My cheeks slightly burn, my fingers slowly typing my reply:

                It’s only 6 in the evening, Lucas. 

        You sleep at random hours of the day, love.

I couldn’t disagree with that, but with Lucas gone, it was hard to fall asleep. Whenever my eyes would close, I would only see him. His enormous, twinkling orbs that make my heart swirl in my chest, his captivating smile that even an angel would be put to shame, and his soft, gentle touch that would make me feel secure and loved. Everything, just every tiny detail about him is etched into my memory. That made me miss him even more. It’s been a year since I’ve last been with him physically, the days passing now making it seem more and more unbearable to be without him. 

I find my eyes rapidly blinking, but I use my sleeve to wipe the forming tears away. Instead, I focus my attention back on Lucas’ messages.

                How’s the military training going? You’re not hurt, are you?

        Me? Hurt? Jaeun-ah, are you losing faith in your sexy, strong boyfriend?

The burning intensifies as I keep the conversation going:

                It’s not my fault I’m worried, Lucas. You know how the military is :(

        Jagi, I’m fine. There’s nothing to worry about, promise. 

A small sigh of relief exhales my parted lips. Lucas may be everything, but he’s definitely not a liar. I drift off in thinking that I fail to notice Lucas already typing another message:

        I miss you, baby.

My lips curl into a sad smile, my head simultaneously burying deeper into the pillows beneath me. The hoodie covers the lower half of my face in the process, the musky scent of my boyfriend filling my senses with pure nostalgia. 

                I miss you more. When are you gonna come home?

His message bubble appears and disappears for a couple of seconds. Without even having to send me a written reply, I already knew what that meant. Just then, he sends a reply:

        It’s hard to tell right now. I’m sorry, I know I told you I was going to come home soon, but they’re making me stay longer. My captain’s trying to get me out of it, but it’s apparently out of his hands. :/ 

My heart sinks in my chest. How much I missed Lucas…

                Babe, it’s okay. I’m okay as long as you’re okay. I’ll always wait for you, no matter what. You know that <3  

        You have no idea how badly I want to come home to you and your pretty face. God, I miss you so freaking much. It’s not fair I got to spend only a year with you.

                I know, but this is what you have to do, and I’ve come to terms with it...

        Really?

                Fine, not really. But, I still miss you. And your hugs. And your smile. And just everything.

        Aww, I’m betting you’re in bed wearing my clothes again, right?

I take this moment to take a quick selfie, pouting. I send it instantly.

                Guilty >-<

        You do look cute in my hoodie though...damn it, you’re making it hard for me to stay here when all I wanna do is cuddle with you all day :(

                Then hurry up and complete your service so you can, babe.

        Thinking of you every day is what’s keeping me going, Jaeun <3

My smile reappears, this time a few tears escaping the pools in my eyes. I sniffle, attempting to reply to his text, but he sends another one right after:

        Hey, babe, I’m so sorry, but I have to go. We have to make rounds and Cap can’t stall for long. 

I wipe my tears again, finding the keys through my semi-blurred vision.

                Yeah, sure. Stay safe, Lucas. Talk to you later.

        Just wait a little longer, babe. I’ll be home soon, I promise. I love you, Jaeun <3 And no crying, princess. 

How did he..? Perplexed, I waste no time in responding:

                Who said anything about crying?

        Baby, I know you. I can read you as clear as day. Save those tears for when I come home ;) 

I sniffle a couple more times before the tears eventually dry up. 

                Fine, but only because I love you, babe.

        And I even more. Take care, princess.

                Bye <3 

Sighing, I sink even deeper into the soft cushioning the bed provides, finding some way to fill the void of Lucas’ absence. But to no luck. I place my phone back on the nightstand and lay still, the only noise coming from the soft ticking of the clock. Turning my gaze to the left-side window, my eyes are fixated on the sunset, the sky bathed in warm colors of dusty rose to peach-orange. 

Sunsets remind me of him the most. The crystal-clear shade of gray reminds me of his eyes. The large orbs that are always filled with love and wonder, the small glint in them shimmering like the soft yellow of the setting sun. 

Just simply breathtaking.

And yet, here I am, observing this one, again, without him by my side.

Prologue | Chapter 01 | Chapter 02 |

[amberness]

NCT Profiles: Another World Pt. 1

Introduction to the start of my new fantasy AU series!

Profiles: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Chapters: 1 2 3

Title: Dragon King

Name: Moon Taeil

Race: Dragon

Age: 409 years

Height: 171 cm, 5'7"

Description: Light golden brown hair, onyx eyes, average slim build, strong scaly tail

Affiliation: Dragon Island

"I realized I have been praying to the dictionary for the past three hundred years instead of the Bible."

Title: Guildmaster

Name: Suh John (Johnny)

Race: Human

Age: 25 years

Height: 185 cm, 6′1″

Description: Dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, athletic muscle build, sunflower tattoo on left forearm

Affiliation: NCT Guild

"Hot water started falling...and then coffee."

Title: Lone Wolf

Name: Lee Taeyong

Race: Human/Werewolf

Age: 25 years

Height: 174 cm, 5′8.5″

Description: White hair, golden brown eyes, slim muscle build, rose-shaped scar next to right eye

Affiliation: None

"Is this, uh...a teddy bear jelly?"

Title: Master Thief

Name: Nakamoto Yuta

Race: Lion

Age: 24 years

Height: 176 cm, 5'9"

Description: Black hair, grey eyes, slim muscle build, has a belly piercing

Affiliation: Lion Tribe

"I can find love, but I can't find money."

Title: Magic Magician

Name: Qian Kun

Race: Human/Vampire

Age: 217 years

Height: 176 cm, 5'9"

Description: Raven black hair, red eyes, lean muscle build, there is always blood somewhere on his body

Affiliation: NCT Guild

"The point is, I can do magic with magic."

Title: Savage Sorcerer

Name: Kim Dongyoung (Doyoung)

Race: Rabbit

Age: 24 years

Height: 178 cm, 5′10″

Description: Brown hair, dark blue eyes, skinny lean build, long rabbit ears

Affiliation: Rabbit Tribe

"Everyone thinks that I have money, right? Well, I don't."

Title: Runaway

Name: Leechiyapornkul Chittaphon (Ten)

Race: Leopard

Age: 24 years

Height: 172 cm, 5'7.5"

Description: Black hair, chocolate brown eyes, skinny slim build, has eleven ear piercings

Affiliation: NCT Guild

"This is not ice cream, this is butter."

[princenoctisaf]

190514 // incheon to macau

[qiankunsluv]

[6:09 PM] You sit down out of breath after Kun tried to teach you the dance to regular. He tells you ‘ no worries , I’m sure you’ll get it next time’

[theficblog]

THERE ARE MORE FISHES IN THE SEA

QIAN KUN

Prologue: Today had been an overwhelming day you for you, but at the end your neighbour makes an unexpected appearance

Genre: Angst + Fluff + Neighbour Kun

Wordcount: 749

Warnings: Crying

11:48 p.m. on a Thursday night. The lively streets were now getting a bit fainter. You were assured that you were not alone thanks to the never-sleeping Shanghai. Today, however, had been a day. The tears flowed down your eyes all the way to your cheeks, ruining the no-makeup makeup look that took you twenty minutes to achieve this morning. It was not a time to care about the lay wasted makeup. It was a day to be marked. You had just witnessed your very first break-up three hours ago.

You could not deny the fact that you had been a fool for Sicheng’s love. Having him by your side meant the world to you, and you would not even be able to survive a minute without him. Fourteen missed calls and more than a dozen unread messages, but his responses were completely inexistent. He had blocked you. The next thing you wanted to do was to show up at his door, somehow beg and convince him to take you back.

You were so preoccupied with grieving for your lost love that you paid no attention to anything else. Werewolves could lock horns right in front of you and you would not have the faintest clue.

"You are too pretty to be crying outside of a Seven Eleven."

The voice sounded familiar. Your eyes looked up only to meet Kun’s, your neighbour.

In ten months of living in the new city, this was the first time you heard him talk about things other than electricity bills, enquiring about the maintenance office or leaving his keys at yours. He always seemed cold to you for some reason.

You quickly tried to wipe your face and put yourself together as Kun sat next to you and offered you a tissue. "Thank you" was all that you could say.

The following minutes passed without any talk. You could now hear the silence that surrounded you. Kun was being patient, allowing you to take your time.

"I’m sorry, I just feel a bit overwhelmed today." You recommenced the dull conversation, trying to justify your current state. "That’s alright, we all go through that from time to time. Is it because you miss home?"  The enquiry followed his comfortation. It was only normal for a foreigner to feel that way; his reasoning was valid.

"Umm actually it’s just.." You contemplated whether to share this with him or not. He was only your neighbour, and you didn't want to appear stupid in front of him.

His curious eyes were glued to your pity face. "It’s just that I broke up with my boyfriend today." You resumed.

Kun’s facial expressions changed. It seemed like a funny affair to him, maybe his intellect had made him reach a point that unintelligent human relations didn’t matter to him anymore, or there could be a possibility that he was simply in the mood to make fun of you, you didn’t know him that well, just yet.

"I’m sorry." he apologized. "I didn't mean to take this with such a strong reaction, but I thought you were going to say something serious, so please don't mind what I just did." He appeared to be sincere in his words.

"Oh, no, that’s alright!" you murmured.

"Tell me more, only if you are comfortable with it," Kun affirmed. For a moment, you just wanted to hug him right there. Just when you felt men weren’t shit, along comes this guy. The air around you felt much lighter, and it was not a bad idea to share your worries with him. You started your own heartbreak themed story time and, without much surprise, Kun was all ears.

It was now 2:39 a.m. Only a few people left by now and you just finished your story. Kun took a deep breath, "Not trying to sound flirty and all but this world has men better than that" he alleged. You hummed in response, that made sense.

Kun stood up, as though his weekly talkies had ended, and started taking steps forward while you still remained seated.

"Do you plan to stay here for another three hours? Let’s just get back home now." Kun announced. You grinned at his words, still amazed at how easily he had saved your day. No one had ever been so empathetic and attentive to you.

Perhaps your neighbour was right. This world had men that were much better than the rest. You thought to yourself before following him back home.

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[mnhynq]

NCT Zodiac Signs

Kun: Capricorn 

A Capricorn is a caring provider and staunch protector of those they love

Photo’s aren’t mine, credit to owners

[mrklees]

@ sm im still waiting on an ot17 ot21 nct life where tf is it like i appreciate all these small ones but i want all the boys together preferably all with natural hair bc that gets me real emo real quick so yeah how 'bout it boi

[shenmeizhuang-blog]

10 + 11 questions tag

Great thanks and acknowledgments to @letsflytoasiarenata and @belladonna2017 for sending me questions! So, here goes: 

A. Always post the rules. Answer the questions then write (10 or 11?) new ones.

B. Tag 11 people and link them to the post. Tell the person who tagged you that you’ve answered their questions.

My questions: 

Favorite villain or antagonist.

Favorite character trope/archetype.

Least favorite character trope/archetype.

Least favorite drama trope.

Name a character that you initially disliked but came to love.

Favorite multi-season drama?

Favorite example of trope dissection/dispellation. 

Favorite time travel drama.

Choose a period drama, sageuk, or wuxia that you would like to time travel to.

Historical event/time period/historical figure(s) that you want to see a show explore.

Name a show with the best (most intensive yet reasonable/plausible) plot twists. 

Favourite historical period in sageuks/wuxia?

This question made me ponder for a bit, since because the center stage of most wuxias is jianghu, or the pugilistic world, largely defined as “a sub-society isolated from mainstream or governmental law”, henceforth most wuxias largely feel timeless, with no specific historical dynasty or time period adhered to the story. Granted, there are some fusions centered around court politics that acknowledge the pugilistic world and combine certain wuxia elements – Nirvana in Fire (fictionalized Northern and Southern Dynasties) rather heavily features wuxia elements, and The Glory of Tang Dynasty (Tang Dynasty) more minimally, but also somewhat. 

I suppose it’s a moot point, since upcoming xianxia wuxia Martial Universe is set in the “culturally vibrant Spring & Autumn Era”, but essentially – generally I actually don’t care about what time period a wuxia is set in. 

Now, if we’re talking about a historical period in general, I’ve noticed that dramas I’ve enjoyed have tended to take place in the Qing Dynasty (not to mention Manchurian blood runs throughout my veins) – it feels like an appropriate mix of various different ethnic influences, from Mongolian and Manchurian to Han to even some Western influence. (In theory, I would imagine myself enjoying non-spy Republican dramas, but I actually have not.)

As for sageuks, I have only seen one thus far – set in Goryeo. I didn’t enjoy that drama, but the costuming was pretty. 

Which story/book/show you would like to see adapted in South Korea/China/Japan?

I tend to stray away from remakes, and I tend to not read source novels until after a drama release, largely to avoid disappointment and comparisons (e.g., even reading The Rankings of Lang Ya Hall in preparation for Nirvana in Fire made the latter slightly disappointing). 

But personally, I want a faithful adaptation The Concubine’s Daughter is Poisonous, featuring full-on leg-decapitation, time travel/reincarnation, and bloody revenge. (So, no, The Princess Weiyoung did not do.)

Drama that you watched for your fave and he/she owes you after what you’ve endured for her/him? :D

Swordsman, the Yumama-fication of Jin Young’s The Smiling, Proud Wanderer. But even with Wallace Huo and Joe Chen’s sizzling chemistry, I simply was unable to complete the show. 

More strictly, I somehow completed (or, more like FF-ed in frustration) The Imperial Doctress and The Journey of Flower despite the character-butchering, torture, and sheer WTF-ery of said shows. Thanks, Wallace Huo. :D

I would also complain about Love Me If You Dare, since I think I hung on more for its popularity more than anything, and IMO it sort of went haywire, but it wasn’t *as bad* for me as the ones mentioned above. I have similar sentiments about Perfect Couple. 

Drama that still haunts you?

Do you not see me still suffering from Glory of Tang Dynasty withdrawal? (To be fair, ~ 2 weeks isn’t particularly long, so who knows?)

The Journey of Flower left a rather brutal impression. The Legend of Zhen Huan, Nirvana in Fire, and Bu Bu Jing Xin are definitely shows that will stick with me for a very long time. 

Most stylish drama character in your opinion?

(I have a tendency to think of dramas that I’m currently perusing or obsessing over, so a lot of my answers will definitely feel very GOTD-centric. Just a warning.)

It turns out a lot of my files got cleared out these days, including a bunch of precious caps. But here’s a very nice video on Bilibili featuring Li Chu’s (42, apparently) outfits. 

Drama that you didn’t expect you will enjoy?

Medical Examiner Dr. Qin, since I rarely ever watch crime procedurals, but I honestly adore the show so much. 

Boss And Me, since it seemed to be your typical chaebol-ordinary girl set-up (and it is, but the way they explore and develop ShanTeng feels very heart-warming and much more realistic than expected. <3)

Favourite drama OST’s lyrics?

I’m a fickle, undecisive person, so I actually don’t know which drama OST is my favorite. Here are the lyrics for: Three Inches of Heaven (Bu Bu Jing Xin) and White-Haired Lament (Sound of the Desert). Recently, though, I’ve been drowning myself in 霍尊’s 素颜 (The Glory of Tang Dynasty). Here are my awkwardly translated lyrics: 

你是春的使节 让残雪融解

You are the ambassador of spring, thawing the last residues of snow 

染成青黛的天 等着细雨停歇

Bleeding into the indigo skies, waiting for the drizzle to cease

你素颜  裹着云烟

You, bare-faced, swath the misty clounds

诗意了远方 湿润了心间

[Made] afar poetic; softened the heart

闭上眼 姹紫嫣红都不觉甜

Closed eyes; even the most spectacular colors lack indulgence

只为你的容颜

Only for your appearance

豁然间 春光如恋

At sudden enlightenment, the spring scenery exudes amour

渲染了 你的出现

Romanticizing your emergence

最留恋 不是云巅

The [things] most reluctant to part are not the clouds atop the summit

是千万里朝颜和暮雪

But the flowers and twilight snow thousands of miles apart

梦回间 春光流泻

Revisiting in dreams, the spring scenery spills out 

归去在 落花时节

Returning to the season of falling petals

待离别 青空绵绵

Until parting; the clarity remains unbroken

你会成山水间那一点 如烟

You will become that point between the water and the mountains; as mist

The most memorable quote from a drama?

为何你还要贬我来抬他？

Why would you still belittle me to elevate him?

[One of the many things I love, love about The Glory of Tang Dynasty is the occasional bits of meta they incorporate into the show, sometimes even to dispel certain tropes – especially when comparing characters, most commonly male leads who always seem to be presented as foils of each other, this is always something to keep in mind.]

One thing that you appreciate the most in dramas?

Events occurring at totally coincidentally (un)-perfect timing. 

Slow burn or love at first sight OTP dynamic?

It actually depends. Both are acceptable if executed properly. The childhood trope disguised as “love at first sight” tends to annoy me. 

Favourite remake/adaptation?

Lotus Lantern (2005), adapted from traditional Chinese folklore. 

If you could change one thing about one drama, what would it be?

I just … somehow, fix Jingyao’s arc in Glory of Tang Dynasty. (I don’t know exactly how – since they actually did explore some interesting things and consequences with her character rarely ever shown in period C-dramas ever, I slightly feel inclined to forgive the show for … *coughs*. But for starters, she should really learn to say no to drugging people.)

Who is a popular actor that you can’t seem to get into?

Li Yifeng. (Not that I’ve ever made an active effort to like him or anything – Chusen simply did not particularly work for me.)

What’s a popular drama that you didn’t like/dropped?

Prince of Lan Ling, The Princess Weiyoung, General And I, Ice Fantasy, The Imperial Doctress, The Journey of Flower, Legend of MiYue, The Legend of Chusen, Empress of China, The Four

Underrated favourite drama?

The Glory Of Tang Dynasty! ‘Tis the sad life when no English subs exist. 

An actor/actress you wish would do dramas more often?

Zhou Xun and Chen Kun! 

A guilty pleasure drama?

Love O2O. Cute fluffiness + pretty people + strong OTP + RPG = very enjoyable escapism. 

What drama would you say has the best ending?

Nirvana in Fire. 

Wu Xin: The Monster Killer – a lot of people were unsatisfied with its melancholy conclusion (re: there’s a Season 2, guys!), but personally it actually worked for me, appropriately concluding the entirety as if it were simply a 20-episode show. Since Season 2 does take place in a rather different setting, with, Wu Xin aside, a different set of characters, I thought it nicely ended the Season 1 arc. 

If you could crossover two (or more) dramas, what would they be?

This! This is actually a very creative question – kudos to whoever came up with this. Earlier @yansanniang and I were discussing a GOTD x Legend of Zhen Huan cross-over – sort of, where An Qingxu, his medicinal abilities, and his emotional instability decided to go shake things up at Yongzheng’s court. The other day I was thinking about how things might go down if Empress Zhang decided to invite a certain 麒麟才子 with a penchant for ruining birthday parties to her own birthday party, hoping to gain his help to aid her with her own ambitions… 

Who is a female character that the fandom hated, but you loved?

Hua Qian Gu. I agree, there were times where she felt overly childish and overbearing (I believe it was equal parts frustration and even hatred at her AND BZH), and I find it difficult to watch someone who literally refused to change, but ultimately she still won me over. 

What’s your favourite fictional found family?

Dr. Qin Medical Examiner’s Qin Ming, Da Bao, and Lin Tao. In my mind they’re a family. :))

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