#son hyeongjun

[schnaf]

22 days until jooyeon's 22nd birthday

day 20 - he's so pretty today, i don't get it

bonus:

[seowoobins]

230924 : wooing

[jisungshotfirst]

☀︎ honeyz appreciation post ☀︎

⌜ please do not repost ⌟

cont. ↘︎

these two truly mean the world to me so i wanted to celebrate them<3 i was first properly introduced to ruby when juni walked into ruby practicing 'chandelier' (not the vity one) his little head exploding from the talent<3 it was that vid their nickname came from: honey voice and tongyeong honey bread! and they have been nothing but adorable since... ruby rly is hyeongjun's laugh button! he knows juni's exact humour and utilises that always<3 sending hyeongjun to the floor half of the time. he also plays along with juni's jokes extremely well and will commit to them to make juni happy. juni being ruby's lockscreen for literal years just gets to me... and atm he is begging for hyeongjun to send him a new pic to use and juni is refusing<3 bickery boys<3 they r such lil weirdos :( whenever rubys tension is high he's always with juni who calls him weird (as he should<3) but plays along so well :(

ruby is also junis cry button ㅠ despite already crying earlier, the second he saw ruby get emotional he was sobbing once again</3 also whenever he feels down or is fighting with someone, he naturally shares it with ruby and woobin understands him very well :( it is no surprise to anyone that food is how woobin shares his love and hyeongjun is so receptive :( he not only thanks him and compliments him but became his cooking student and is top of the class<3 in that vlog, ruby was frying and juni went and got chopsticks for ruby to flip the meat without ruby even asking ... he just knew :( juni in starships cafe drinking his peach ice tea and waiting for class the day before rubys bday, video calling him coz he missed him (ruby was not even in gwangju yet) and he was excited for ruby to go home :( and when juni goes home, his family send him back to seoul with homemade seasame oil and spices for ruby to use to feed the boys :( they also chose each other as final phone calls at the end of their lives... ruby still making him laugh even then, and making sure he's eaten...

they r just the best ever... they are so silly and so emotional and neither undermine the other<3 their friendship is so lovely :(

tldr; hyeongjun is woobin's lil baby and i cry </3

[neomu-namwoo]

X1 photo from program 'Section TV'. This program ended last January 2020 after airing for 20 years. Let's cry together One it.

(I wish somebody leaked the episode as well.)

📷 CTTO.

[sungtaro]

ash is exhibiting symptoms of hyeongjunism so as a nurse it's my duty to treat this right away

[joocomics]

takes one to know one

day 26 — cockwarming w/ junhan ⌞⌗ kinktober ⌝

𓂃⠀𓈒 badboy!junhan x fem!reader

genre: smut — mdni! wc: 1.2k

contains: situationship, sub!reader, cockwarming, usage of toys (vibrator), creampie, dirty talk, pet names, slight angst if you squint and brief mention of bruises

[ kinktober masterlist | general masterlist ]

First, he mocked you for the color. “Do they make them all pink?”

Then he mocked you for having a secret drawer. “What could a good girl like you hide anyway?”

Following by a few jokes about you wanting a vibrator at all. “Do you even have time to touch yourself from all this studying?”

You’re surprised to hear so many questions from him one after another, and they’re all about you. He’s usually so reserved no matter who’s around him, quiet and focused only on his own thoughts running in his mind. You’re surprised to see him suddenly bubbly and all because of this.

It seems like stumbling upon one of your secrets was needed to spark his interest to be more vocal, because the last few times he came ringing at your door was to feel physical connection rather than creating an opportunity for you to get to know each other in different ways.

You get it. For you, it feels like a sweet reward every time you learn even the smallest detail about his mysterious life; most of the time you learn those little things from his mother who still remembers you since you and her son used to attend the same high school. Whenever you cross paths in the neighbourhood you never ask about Hyeongjun, but she can’t help share her worries with you sometimes, about him taking the wrong path.

You highly doubt he finds the fact you own a vibrator as something special, but you can understand how he sees you in a new light now.

“Stay still, please.” You murmur quietly, trying to keep your focus on his wounded brow. You're almost done cleaning it up when the familiar buzzing sound suddenly goes off, making you glance down. Hyeongjun’s eyes lower as well and you feel how your entire skin heats up from his amused expression as you sit on his lap. “Stop moving, I just need to put the band aid and you're done,” you say, pretending to disregard his ploy.

Your gazes meet after he slowly brings his attention back to you. The corners of his lips relax, but the playful spark in his tired eyes remains, and for a short moment you feel strong difficulty in looking away from it.

As you carefully place the band aid the distracting noise your wand emits continues beneath you and soon enough rises higher as his thumb seems to force the volume up.

You roll your eyes as you reach to close the aid kit.

“What?” Hyeongjun chuckles provocatively. “It's a toy, we're supposed to play with toys, right?”

The unsettling fresh bruise painting the skin under his right eye steals your attention again, preventing you from acknowledging his teasing.

“At least wait for this one to heal before picking up another fight, okay?”

A pleasant thrill spreads inside you when his free hand appears on top of your thigh; it slowly travels further until it reaches your hip which tempts your own hand to move in the same direction. Not to interrupt anything, but to encourage the way it sneaks beneath your shirt.

“Remember what happened last time I was here?” He asks as the memories he’s recolling turn his voice lower. “Do you keep thinking about it like me?”

“I do,” you nod, guiding his hand higher. A sigh escapes your lips when you both squeeze your boob; the soft sound comes out from the sudden relief you feel from having him touch you again.

You missed it so much although you know it would be safer if you can learn to live without it.

“One more time?” He utters, tugging your bottom lip with his thumb.

Despite being aware of the way you’re only going to complicate your feelings, you allow Hyeongjun to unzip your pants. To kiss you with tongue and to find your clit through your panties that you keep on your body every time.

His mouth lowers to nibble on the sensitive skin of your neck and doesn't retrieve even when you lift up slightly so you can sink down his cock.

Just like last time.

You still haven’t had actual sex. You just keep him inside and make out until one of you cums first. It feels pleasantly fulfilling and yet not enough at the same time.

The swift, smooth entering into your wet walls makes him grunt softly just below your earlobe before he makes you moan from yet another sloppy kiss.

Hyeongjun’s lips finally take a break as he turns your vibrator back on, placing it against your clothed folds.

“When you use this little thing,” his low tone makes your body tingle with each following word, “do you think about the things we do?”

“Do you want me to?”

“I'm asking the questions here, baby.”

You take longer to respond as he forces the head of the toy harder onto your clit. The waves of stimulation invade your body even stronger, causing you to squirm in his hands, but to also clench around his cock with intensity as you envelop him in warmth.

“Yeah,” you admit, opening your glossy eyes,” I think about a lot of things... How we take things further.”

You didn’t expect to spit it out like that, but seems like the buzzing stimulation makes you lose control over your own mind.

Your hand glides up Hyeongjun’s chest who can only stare at you with slight surprise. He’s too fixated on the question why would a good, well educated girl like you, want to have sex with a guy like him… He fixates on it a bit too much to his liking.

“Oh, yeah?” He murmurs while suppressing another groan provoked by your strong tensing. “Does imagining me fuck your tight cunt makes you cum?” He traces his lazy gaze from your panties all the way up to your eyes just when they’re about to squeeze shut; the same moment your hips make a needy movement which he makes sure to prevent right away. “Shit, hold still, doll.”

The fingers of his spare hand sink forcefully into your skin to keep you steady, meanwhile yours wrap around his black shirt for support. The vibrations still focused on the same spot push you higher towards the edge and you can tell the rush is going to wash over you soon.

“I want to see her so badly,” he mutters, glancing down at your panties adjusted to one side. “She’s keeping me warm so well.” The corner of his mouth slides in satisfaction as your moaning turns uncontrollable. His expression quickly changes to something desperate though after his jaw drops open in awe.

As your walls grip onto him during the overwhelming seconds of your orgasm, his own climax hits him hard, and Hyeongjun’s fist tightens around the handle of the vibrator till his knuckles go white.

Your thighs shake, your minds turn foggy and you both forget to breathe while the moment of bliss lasts; feeling even better than the previous one.

“You know what?” Hyeongjun speaks up after a moment of waiting for your breathing to come back to normal. The nice after effects are settling into your skin as you simply let your eyes wonder all over the other’s face.

You’re still sitting still, with walls warm, marked by his cum and hugging him tight as he continues his thought after a pause that you’re not sure how to understand:

“My mom thinks I should hangout with you more often. She thinks that a good girl like you can fix me.”

! please do not repost, copy or translate my works

! please keep in mind that english is not my first language. i apologise for any mistakes i’ve might missed

[juyomiao]

FIREWORK - P. SUNGHOON

park sunghoon x idol!reader

★ synopsis newly debuted 5th gen girl group CUP!D from starship entertainment is under everyone's eyes as their debut song 'love dive' goes viral both domestically and internationally ; all is going well until the group's main vocalist, y/n, gets exposed for her old stan… hate account?

☆ featuring enhypen , ive , cravity's seongmin hyeongjun and taeyoung

★ genre smau , idol au , fluff , crack , angst , enemies (?) to lovers

☆ warnings kys/kms jokes , death threats (joking)(most of the times) , my shitty humor , cyberbullying (nothing too heavy) , more specific warnings will be added to each chapter , fromis_9's hayoung as a placeholder for yn's pics

★ status discontinued :(

☆ taglist closed

★ note firework like the &team song not the katy perry song (ray told me to say this) ,, working on an smau makes u anxious ? why not start writing another one !! im taking care of myself i swear 🫶🏻 the group name i came up with might be ass but theres a specific joke i can make with it

MASTERLIST

(chapter titles might be subject to change as the fic goes on)

★ profiles [CUP!SS] / [cool men (real)] / [pick me girls]

01 ♡ wonception

02 ♡ gay son

03 ♡ apology letter with tears

04 ♡ #ynOUT

05 ♡ what are we

06 ♡ leash kid

07 ♡ like the stayc song

08 ♡ menstrual cup brand

09 ♡ quadratic equations

10 ♡ illiteracy

11 ♡ homie hopper allegations

12 ♡ first day at gay high school

13 ♡ reddit aita

[more to be added]

[jooillusion]

helloo~! This was a random 2am thought but what would ot6 reaction be to an unexpected/unplanned pregnancy? They could be married / only dating. Let your mind wander 💗

pregnancy ft. ot6 <3

warnings: unplanned pregnancy, brief mention of vomiting in jiseok’s, a little angsty in hyeongjun’s

lets say you and your boyfriend have been dating for a little over a year. condoms weren’t used after your one year anniversary.

now what did 99% of fic writers tell you about unprotected sex? yeah reader isn’t on birth control now you’re on the way home back from the hospital after feeling too sick. turns out you were completely unaware of being one month pregnant and you don’t even know how you’re going to break the news to your boyfriend. the urge to throw up was even more stronger when you heard your boyfriend walk through the door.

“what’s wrong babe?” he’d ask. his ability to automatically sense your anxious state almost brings you to tears. you bit your lip, avoiding eye contact and blinking once more before your eyes finally meet his.

“i’m not sick because of a stomach bug,” you’d start, eyes closing to avoid seeing his reaction. it was already far too late to abort, so you had no choice but to let him know. “i’m sick because i’m pregnant.”

꩜ G. GUNIL

you’re startled when you feel gunil’s arms wrapped around you, lifting you up off of the ground and spinning you around. elated doesn’t even describe him right now, he feels as if he’s on cloud nine. little did you know, he was ready to take the next step into your relationship and the thought of creating something so beautiful with you truly warms his heart. he can’t wait to be stuck to your side like glue, taking care of you every single second of the day.

꩜ K. JUNGSU

you hear the audible gasp leave jungsu’s lips, and you’re ready for the words of he’s not ready to be a father yet. instead, you’re met with a loud screech? jungsu can’t stop himself from moving, punching the air in excitement and jumping up and down a few times before gathering himself. he clears his throat, “oh, you’re pregnant? cool.” and you find yourself smiling at his actions. he’s already boasting about how excited he is for the upcoming months, hoping and praying for a son.

꩜ K. JISEOK

Jiseok’s mind fogs for a second. his warm palm on your cheek is the next thing you feel, leaning into it as he looks you in the eyes with a caring smile. the announcement doesn’t click until ten minutes later when you’re puking in a toilet again and he’s holding your hair back for you, cooing into your ear about how he’s ready to take care of you and your little one. once you’re done, he’s already discussing baby names and suggesting pregnancy food combinations that he tried and were good.

꩜ O. SEUNGMIN

just like gunil, seungmin is immediately holding you in his arms and spinning you around. he sets you on your two feet, “wait i’ll be right back.” and he disappears into your shared bedroom down the hall. a minute and a half later he comes back with a slightly worn out notebook. “i’ve had this since i was fifteen. i’ve always wanted to be a dad so…” the notebook is filled with baby names, both for boys and girls. you flip through it, not even noticing that he’s on his computer already shopping for a crib and clothes.

꩜ H. HYEONGJUN

hyeongjun’s words are caught in his throat. the uncomfortable silence lasts for too long, long enough to bring you to tears and storm off into your shared bedroom. hyeongjun follows behind you, seeing you crying in your hands which shatters his heart into pieces. he pulls you into a hug, kissing your forehead and trying to get you to calm down, whispering that he’s actually happy about it, just anxious about when the time comes to give birth and promises that he’ll be the best father for you guys’ baby. after you’ve calmed down, he’s preparing you your favorite meal while you’re laying in bed.

꩜ L. JOOYEON

“wait, really?!” you’re not sure if it’s out of annoyance, happiness, or if he was genuinely surprised due to his accent, but the tears that have welled up in your eyes finally slip out and jooyeon is panicking. his warm palms find your shoulders, “why’re you crying, babe? aren’t you excited to have a mini us running around?!” he says excitedly, wiping your tears. “maybe we could name he or she after Luke hyung.” you can’t help but smile, your tears of sadness shifting into tears of joy.

i giggled at the end LOLOL i’m sorry i saw an opportunity and TOOK IT 😭

please remember that this is a pure work of fiction.

[gunilslaugh]

Best Of The Worst

Han Hyeongjun  Summary: Your bad luck was never ending. After escaping two dangerous situations you now found yourself face to face with villain Han Hyeongjun. (non-idol au) WC:~1.5k Warning:none

part 2 part 3 epilogue!

photo not mine credits to owner.

First it was the queen of the kingdom. She wanted you dead. Why? Because you found that her son, the prince, was illegitimate. He was not of the king’s blood, but rather a blacksmith’s. How you found this information out was because you have the best (worst) timing in the world. As a castle maid you were doing your daily cleaning. Once you finished shining the silverware you headed out to the back to gather the drying laundry from the lines.

“You can’t keep me away from my son forever. I have the right to see him!” A man who you recognized as a local blacksmith yelled.

“You have no right! He is the king’s son and has no clue who you even are!” The queen yelled back. You froze in your tracks briefly before quickly turning around to head back inside. 

“Stop, you there! Tell me where the prince is!” the blacksmith demanded. You immediately knew that you were screwed, but this guy was a mere blacksmith, so you didn’t have to listen to his order. You kept walking, holding onto a mere slimmer of hope that you could get away.

“Halt!” the queen ordered. Now you were definitely screwed. 

“Yes, your royal highness?” You turned around to face the queen. 

“Escort this man off the castle’s grounds and tell the guards to never let him enter again,” she told you while shooting an icy glare at the blacksmith.  

“Understood your highness,” you bowed slightly. “Follow me sir,” you say. 

“You can’t do this! You vile women! He’s my son!” You felt the hole you already found yourself in grow deeper.

“I suggest you follow the maid before I call the guards,” the queen threatened. 

“This isn’t over.” The blacksmith points a finger at the queen. To which the queen scoffs unimpressively. “Also bring me tea once you're done showing him out,” the queen tells you walking back inside.  It felt like she was placing a nail in your coffin. 

“Please follow me sir,” you said hopelessly. 

After telling the guards that the blacksmith was to never set foot on castle grounds again you thought about running away. You knew no good was going to come from bringing the queen her tea, but you figured that running away would be worse, she’d probably send the guards after you. So you made up her tea as slowly as possible and took the long way to the queen’s room. 

Once you arrived at the queen’s room you softly knocked on the door. 

“I have your tea, your highness,” you announced. 

“Enter!” You heard from the other side of the door. You took a deep breath before opening the door and stepping inside of the room. You walked the tea over to the table, setting it down. 

You were about to take your leave when, “Sit,” the queen ordered you. You tentatively looked at the chair. Letting out an inaudible sigh you sit down. “I know you heard,” she states. 

“Heard what your highness?” You played dumb. 

“I get that you’re playing dumb to save your own ass, but it won’t work. I know you know and I can’t have that,” the queen says. 

“I’ll leave the castle, the kingdom even,” you tried. 

“Even outside of the castle, the kingdom, the problem is you can still talk. You’ve been a good maid all these years and I’m grateful for your service, so please understand that I don’t take getting rid of you lightly.” She looked at you with sympathy and your heart sank. 

“Get rid of me?” you asked tentatively. You already knew what she meant though. 

“I’ll have the morticians dress you elegantly as a sort of payment,” the queen smiled at you. 

“Please, your highness. I won’t tell anybody. I swear on my life!” you pleaded.

“I’m sorry I can’t take any chances. Guards!” the queen called. Two guards busted into the room. “Kill this maid, discreetly. Be quick with it. They are just an unfortunate victim,” she tells them. The guards are quick to grab you and drag you away. 

You tried to plead with the guards until your throat went raw. They never listened. They drug you into the back of a wagon where they then shoved and locked you in a wooden crate. No matter how hard you banged, kicked, you were locked in. 

Eventually the sound of the wagon moving stopped and you could now hear the sound of a waterfall. Your stomach drops. They were gonna throw you down the waterfall into the lake below. “They’re just an unfortunate victim.” The queen's words now made sense. They were gonna make it look like you drowned. You felt the wooden crate you were locked in being lifted. You took a breath as if it would matter as you felt yourself being thrown. Then everything went black. 

When you came to you were laying in a cave that was just behind the waterfall. You survived? How could you have possibly survived? 

“You're awake? If you didn’t wake up soon I was gonna have a nice meal for tonight.” You look down at the water that was at the front of the cave. There he was, the siren, that was rumored to live in the lake. Apparently the rumor was true, but why would he save you?

“You saved me?” You sat up. The siren swims closer to you, stopping where the water meets the cave floor. 

“I just pulled you out of the water. You woke up on your own,” he clarified. 

“Well���thanks I guess,” you say. The siren laughed. 

“Aren’t you curious why I pulled you out of the water?” he asked.

“Why?” 

“At first I was gonna have you for dinner, but then I saw that pretty face of yours and I thought I would keep you instead,” he smiled. 

“Keep me?” you questioned. 

“Yes, keep you. You can live here in this cave with me. Your clothes are those of the castle maids. Which means you’re probably very obedient,” He looked at you with hungry eyes. “I haven’t had a companion for a long time.” He started to pull himself out of the water. You think your situation just went from bad to worse. 

“As nice as that sounds. I should get going?” You stood up. 

“Go where? Back to the castle? I saw the castle guards throw you over, so I’m pretty sure you won’t be going back there,” the siren said. 

“I’ll go see my family. I haven’t gotten to see them much since becoming a maid,” you told. 

“Come on, I'm lonely. Stay with me for a few days,” he bargained. 

“And become fish food at the end? No thanks,” you declined. 

“You’re a smart one, but how do you plan on getting out of here? Are you gonna swim? We both know I’ll catch you,” he taunted. 

“Sure you can easily catch me with your swimming skills, but how are your climbing skills?” you challenged. 

“What?” the siren asked. You gestured to the cave behind you. “You won’t be able to find a way out,” he tells you. 

“I’ll find that out myself.” With that you ran deeper into the cave, looking for an exit. 

By the grace of God you did find a way out. It was high and a very precarious climb, but you made it. You escaped the cave. 

“Guess the siren is gonna have to find some new dinner,” a menacing voice states. You sigh. First it was the queen, then it was a siren, now it’s Hyeongjun. Who is known for not being afraid of getting his hands bloody. 

“I give up,” you state, head falling into the palms of your hands. 

“Oh come one. I haven’t even done anything yet,” he says. He crouches down to where you sit on the dirt. 

“What will you do?” you question. 

“Don’t know. I’m not really feeling in a murderous mood, but I don’t feel like letting you walk away so easily either,” he smirks. 

“Don’t play with me. I’m having the worst day,” you complained. 

“Oh you poor thing. How about you tell me about it?” He was clearly being sarcastic. 

“As if you care? I’m leaving,” you state, standing up. 

“I don’t think so. I don’t feel like letting you walk away easily, remember?” He caught your wrist and tilted his head to the side. You sighed. 

“How about I tell you the queen's secret then?” you suggested. 

“The queen's secret?” he asked. 

“Yes, are you interested or not?” You pulled your wrist from his hold and folded your arms. 

“It does pique my interest, but how do I know you just won’t tell me some nonsense like she skips brushing her teeth?” Hyeongjun inquired. 

“How about this? I’ll tell you her secret and if you think it’s not good enough you can kill me or whatever you fancy,” you say. 

“Sounds like you’re making a deal with me,” Hyeonjun said. 

“I am, so deal or no deal?” You stuck out your hand. 

“I love deals.” Hyeongjun firmly shakes your hand. “Now tell me, what’s the queen’s secret?” 

“The prince isn’t of the king’s blood. His real father is a blacksmith,” you spill. A smirk grows across Hyeongjun’s face.

part 2 part 3 epilogue!

Taglist: @purplelady85 @gingerjunhan @chewednails @ezlynkisses @mon2sunjinsuver @mxlly143

[mooseung]

୨୧ button eyes

han hyeongjun (junhan)

ᨳ after moving back into his childhood home, han hyeongjun awakens in the middle of the night and is led to a world far different from his own.

𖧷 happy october :p

𖧷 jun is freaked out most of the time, sorry bud. things get spooky … not rlly idk

𖧷 started writing this when i had coraline brainworms i just wanted to write my own twist on it. i <3 mixing my interests together sorry if it’s not interesting i had fun tho xd

in the midst of foggy memories he faintly remembers. he was 3 years old when his parents moved him into the middle corridors of the infamous pink palace. yet hyeongjun has great memories here, even if many of them are of his mother and father rotting away at their computers, leaving him to twiddle his ten fingers and stare at peeling wallpaper. it wasn't until he reached the age of 10 where he was ripped away from the scene he grew comfortable of. the boy was forced to abandon the rustic home, carrying over to a suburban city and settling into a house colored grey. then he lived a mundane life, absent of any significant times.

now he's 22 and staring back at the pink palace that towered over him like a scientist and its specimen. a moving truck beside him hustles out muscled men, each heaving boxes and equipment into the corridors he once resided in during the golden ages of his childhood. the perfume of humid air grants him the whiff of nostalgia that he's been craving for years.

everything is the same. the wallpaper's faded blue still rots and peels off at the corners, and the floorboards still rhythmically creak following his patters. each and every room upholds their signature item that he's legally agreed to not remove, including a sprung out piano in the study room and the dried paintings in another.

hyeongjun attempts to relive each core memory. he begins in the kitchen, putting together a meal of slob, one that's unable to satisfy him the way his mother's meals would. instead this mirrors his father, who would whip up meals that would send jun hungry for the night.

as he's searching for a drawer to keep his utensils in, there's one filled with keys, and he encounters confusion. there's no clue as to what each one unlocks. the concoction of silver and gold blinds him, but when he rummages around to gain familiarity, a peculiar black key blurs out the rest as the peak of unfamiliarity.

it's black, smooth, and made completely out of plastic. the curvy handle snuggly fits the palm of his hand; it mimics a button with 4 rectangular holes poked out.

the encounter shifts the mood to one that's uncomfortable; the key's complete defiance of uniformity claws at him for interest, but hyeongjun quickly looks away. he decides: any unfamiliarity this house gives him goes against the reason he’s come for. and so he doesn't spare the topic another minute, placing the object back in its home and steering away to a different task.

when hours pass, he begins to unpack in one of the many study rooms of this place. his eyes scan over the contract-bounded painting that illustrates a blonde boy, teary-eyed over fallen ice cream. it's sad, and it's boring.

"one boring, blue boy."

hyeongjun recalls the tasks his father had given him when he was just 7. to avoid the pestering presence of his son, the man sent him on a quest to find every blue object in their house. this painting was the first to be jotted down.

as a boy, he thought that was something fun. a thoughtful game to keep hyeongjun's young curiosity fed. but 15 years later, it falters just a bit. a hint of realization blasts out the scene for him, and the boy in the painting stares at him in pity.

when he's done assembling a coffee table, hyeongjun sits up and looks around the room for its placement. an unfamiliar accent in the walls finds his eyes first.

it's a short door outlining the lifts in the wallpaper, and it's easily noticeable. his body unknowingly gravitates towards it, tracing the ripped outline and immediately tugging it. the door is locked.

senses of unfamiliarity sprinkle the scene, so again his interest dims. hyeongjun sighs and gets up off his knees to tend to his table again. but minutes pass, and when he's done decorating the study table the door continues twinkling for attention. his mind feels numb, not processing the movement of his body being draggeg past dirty dishes and knocked over boxes, just until his hands acquire that black button key once more. it was a quick motion, and he finally gathers his clear mind once he's eyeing the door with a shimmering key, bound to answer something.

he shakes his head, breathing carefully as he inserts the key like an easy puzzle; it's a perfect fit. there's a satisfying click to perk up his two ears, and his stomach drops. when it naturally swings towards his direction his imaginative mind draws out a variety of anticipations. he expects anything.

he expects anything but nothing, and that's what he gets: a load of red bricks.

"agh." his groan echoes as he slams the wall back into place. he can't find it in himself to waste any more of his efforts with this side plot, so he leaves the key on top of his newly furnished table. now his worries offer the task of tending to his bruised mind. he readies for his favorite night-time activity: sleep.

he's changed successfully, and he’s now tucking himself into crimson sheets as he scans the familiar room. it's so comfortable, and he's at ease now that he can reside right where he wants to be. stuffed bunnies occupy each cubicle in the storage compartments across him. the nightstand holds a collection of childhood photos of the people he cherished the most, though many he had lost contact with. a lone chair sits at his left side, similar to how it was years ago when his mother would sit and guard him from the monsters hindering beneath the bed. it all gives him a warm embrace, and his eyes delicately fall with a smile softly pursed on his lips. he falls asleep, gently.

tap tap tap, squeak squeak.

they're the only sounds filling the room. hyeongjun can't pinpoint the location of these rodents. he lays down on his side, eyes jumping from box to box to catch something. then he lunges to peek underneath his bed. that’s where he successfully finds the perpetrators.

squeak squeak. tap tap tap.

the mice jump when noticing the large, soulful eyeballs peering above them. the feeling is fright at first, but it becomes excitement fairly quickly. the squad scrambles and reunites at the crack of his bedroom door, then they stare right at the boy. their movement conveys, "follow me."

it's fortunate to them that he catches on. tucking in his bare feet into a warm pair of slippers, he approaches the party who race away from his grasp. he's subconsciously eager to follow them.

hyeongjun finds himself back inside the drawing room, the boring blue boy waving at his reappearance. but the room is dark, and his inability to flicker on the lights leads him to wander the room in the dark. he's relying on the inkling that the mice have led him here, as well as the tiny patters scattering close by. one of them squeaks, prompting a symphony of others as they call him over.

the mice stand in front of the small door, sparing time for hyeongjun’s eyes to adjust to the pitch black room. his eyeballs greatly expand the moment they adjust and witness the band of critters slip through cracked wallpaper, squeezing into the door full of bricks. it's a magic trick that astonishes jun.

he's frantic to follow, and his heart skips with a fallen jaw at the colorful tunnel that greets him the moment the small door flies open. there's a faint feeling of unfamiliarity again; however, this time around he feels like a piece of metal against a magnet. rather than extracting himself from this horrifying foreign piece, his body remains glued to it. his eyes scan over every inch of the tunnel until they're led down another exit, from that point on impossible to make out just where exactly he'll be led to if he were to venture on.

fear creeps up on him, but it's hard to distinguish in the whirlwind of curiosity he's in. he’s not used to adventure, but rather comfort. weirdly, unfamiliarity feels faint too. so he begins to crawl.

the texture encapsulating him spreads a childish familiarity to his head, comfortable like nostalgia always provided. twinkling melodies surround him as he crawls with a shake, eyes studying the navy blue atmosphere beyond the material trapping him. he's certain that there's no end to the slate though, and setting loose into it may send him spiraling into an abyss of starry and eerie nothingness. he decides to continue down the tunnel, meeting a similar door to where he's entered. when he's finally through, everything feels similar. he's back at the drawing room.

burdened, he shakes his head as he lets off a slew of curse. this room is beginning to frustrate him, tugging at him like a pest. all it has is a stupid door and a line of snowglobes to accompany the sad, sad painting of a boy smiling at his ice cream-

that's a difference. easy to miss, but clogs his mouth at his keen notice.

he pulls himself up at the notice, hands fixing themselves into one another as his fingers intertwine anxiously. his first step barely sweeps past his leg, and he almost sends himself spiraling back down until he saves his footing with frantic attempts to balance. the feeling of fear has made itself evident now when he's already two steps in.

his heart thumps, trying its best to send him back down the tunnel he wandered through. but delicious aroma swirls fill his nose and distracts these attempts. it smells delicious, and more importantly, it smells familiar.

he follows the sound of sweet, melodic humming coming from the kitchen.

his feet come to a halt when he sees the figure. his hands disconnect, covering his mouth as his heart skyrockets in speed. his legs begin to wobble like an ancient building destined to collapse at the earth's strongest shock.

"mom?"

she spins around, a youthful smirk decorates her radiant skin as her songful hums come to a halt. her hair is jet black, movement is swift, high spirited. it's all different to how he knew the older women, yet one difference made itself the most evident.

those eyes of hers, once brown and soulful, were replaced with big black buttons. she has button eyes.

"you're just in time for dinner hyeongjun!"

"you..." jun almost chokes on his words, shock striking his words out of order like a bolt of lightning. "…you're not my mother..."

the figure's head tilts, "of course i'm not. i'm your other mother."

hyeongjun doesn't know if he should step back, but as long as a knife isn’t put against his throat he decides to stay. he stands still with his eyes scanning the setting. the kitchen is decorated to his childhood memory; photos of the family pinned up on nearby walls, a fridge with accents of alphabetical spellings he recalls playing with often. everything practically mirrors the world he once knew, everything but those damn button eyes.

he investigates, "i don't have have an other mother."

"of course you do! everyone has an other mother." she turns around, staring at the contents in her pan. "dinner is ready, so you should hurry and eat! there's a show the neighbors invited you to~"

hyeongjun sits down hesitantly. his nose catches scent of every food he could think of, a menu that mirrors the way his mother’s on special occasions such as birthdays and holidays. except this one is odd; the woman was not his mother. his knees anxiously bounce in place at the realization that he's hearing her voice, reliving a special memory after a long time. why does the world feel too vivid to dismiss as a dream? nonetheless jun sits with his wobbly knees, heart starting to creep up into his throat like he's bound to throw it up before his meal.

"i-i'm not um...hungry."

it's a lie. the image beholding him was one he's been craving for years: mother's cooking for special events in the family of 3. where she'd cook all his favorite meals with a bright smile cradling her gentle face. moving into the house, he hoped his brain could flicker these images to bring back those waves of happiness from the past. but this wasn't it. his mind feels like it's running laps in attempt to escape, yet it's unwillingly satisfied at the damned feelings of familiarity and nostalgia.

"okay~" she turns around, "then you should get going! you don’t wanna keep your friend waiting..."

an unnerving grin from the other mother accompanies jun to the door, where he meets a familiar childhood friend. the familiar brown locks of his is symbolically shiny enough for jun to recognize the boy even aged. his body fits into worn-down adolescent rocker clothes, rips brimming his jeans and some american band headlining his dark shirt. he's almost identical to his younger self, all except just a bit taller.

and that there are black buttons taking hold of his eyes.

"jiseok...?"

hyeongjun knows who he is, but he still speaks cautiously not knowing who exactly he is.

“haven’t you missed him, dear?” her high pitch voice tings at hyeongjun’s ears. “in this world, he’s just as you remembered him.”

hyeongjun’s head tilts, and his friend’s head mirrors. there’s a smile, but everything is hallow. everything is scary, everything is unfamiliar. his heart sinks when he’s finally realized what’s happening. a pinch is needed to pull him out this dream he dismissed so quickly, but when his other mother grabs his skin and pulls him outside the house, he’s only dragged deeper into this nightmare.

where the hell is he?

an artificial full moon decorates the sky, freckling stars scatter around. the trees are still, not a breeze trickles by. hyeongjun tries to blink away the daunting emotion of fear, but it occurs to him that he’s the only being here whose eyes could do so. his heart attempts to jump out of his body.

“the downstairs neighbors are waiting! go ahead now~”

jiseok begins to walk, but hyeongjun remains as still as his neighboring trees. he’s watching the other mother go stale, button eyes clean enough to reflect his horrified gaze. her smile is crooked, fake, and one that his real mother would never show. her fingers overlap one another politely, and as she goes idle they tap on her knuckles to a tempo. it’s an unnerving scene, one that doesn’t seem to have an end. that’s when jiseok’s cold hand takes junhan’s sweaty palms, dragging him down the stairs and onto the porch of their downstairs neighbors.

jun recalls it all. everything from the food, the friends, the shows. everything being illustrated reflects the old memories that he’s grown to miss. but here, everything is corrupted. the sky doesn’t seem real, the air feels denser, his friend’s hand is freezing like it belongs to a corpse. the pit in his stomach digs itself deeper like a twisting knife. he’s lost, confused, and scared. how can you take action when all these emotions paralyze you instead? when there’s no knowing if something sinister awaits your rebellious move, or even worse, waiting for you if you comply.

he grows closer to the decision that he needs to run, find that little door in the wall and never look back. but that’s when the neighbor’s door swings open, and two familiar piano players emerge with big, black button eyes.

[schnaf]

23 days until jungsu's 23nd birthday

day 21 - jungsu getting kisses even though it isn't his birthday

[panjakes]

First Lady chapter 3

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“Where is Yn?” Shownu asks tapping his fingers on the table. He was getting impatient. Yn was late, like always

“Minhyuk where’s your sister?” Jooheon asks

“I don’t know” Minhyuk shrugs

“Gosh…she’s only been back three days and she’s already back to her old habits”hyungwon says yawning

Just then the doors open and in walks you. Head held high wearing black sunglasses

“Where the hell were you?” I.M asks

“Took Hyeongjun shopping” you say taking your seat that was on the right of shownu

“Jesus what is with you and that boy?” Hyungwon asks

“Nothing is with us” you say shrugging

“I beg to differ! You treat that boy like a son and your the moon and stars in his eyes” Kihyun says causing you to roll your eyes

“I’ve taken care of the boy since he was two what do you expect?” You ask

“You favor Hyeongjun” Shownu says

“Excuse me?” You ask taking off the sunglasses that were on your face

“You.favor.Hyeongjun” Shownu says

“I do not favor him” you say rolling your eyes

“You sure?”Shownu asks

“Positive” you say

“If you don’t favor him “how come he’s your best fighter”? How come he’s your second in command” Shownu ask with a smirk

You stand up slamming your hands on the tbale

“He’s my best fighter because he’s proven himself!He trains night and day! He’s my second in command because HE was the only one willing to fight for the spot! He’s the only piece of my bestfriend I have left!” You say

“Okay sis clam down” Minhyuk says rubbing your back

“Now stay out my business…not like you haven’t favored anybody in your career” you say sitting down

“Excuse me?” Shownu says sitting up

“Don’t play coy with me…Sunhee was it?” You ask tilting your head. He grew quiet after that

“Now…let’s discuss how to get Cho back” you say with a smirk

“I was thinking we go in slow. Don’t be seen. Don’t be heard” I.M says

“Okay that’s fine. Me Hyeongjun, Minho, and Momo will go and take out the guards silently” you say

“No need for you to go” Shownu says waving his hand

“Excuse me?”

“There.is.no.need.for.you.to.go. Jooheon will have his shooters take them out” Shownu says

“Why would you call me back here if you didn’t want my help?” You asks

“I don’t know why Minhyuk called you…I think you should go back to Greece” Shownu says smirking

“Maybe I will” you say standing up and leaving the room

“Come on Shownu why do you keep doing this?” Kihyun asks

“You know just as much as we do that we need Yn!”Minhyuk says

“Do we need her?…or are you saying this because she’s your sister?” Shownu asks

Minhyuk chuckles running a hand through his hair

“I’m glad Yn gave you that ring back…I don’t want my sister marrying an asshole…now let’s go get Cho” Minhyuk says leaving the room

When pulling up the location cho was, Jooheon took his shooters to the roof of the building and waited for the signal.

“Jooheon! Your shooters ready?” I.M asks

“Yeah just waiting for the signal” Jooheon says

“Okay give it a minute” I.M says

“Wait a minute… where are the guards?” Hyungwon says peeking out the window of the dark van

“Aren’t they guarding the gate?” Shownu asks

“Uh no…and the cameras are shut off…” Minhyuk says looking on the screen. He had hacked into the security cameras

Just then everyone jumps from the sound of knocking. Hyungwon looks out the window and frowns

“It’s…Momo?” He says confusedly

“Open it” Shownu says

Jooheon opens the sliding door to the sight of Momo. She bows to everybody before speaking

“Evening boss” she directs to Shownu

“Evening Momo…what are you doing here?“ he asks

She steps aside showing the sight of Hyeongjun and minho holding a beat up cho

“Hyeongjun? Minho? What’s going on why are you guys here?” Jooheon asks confusedly

“Boss told us to come with her to get Cho and that you’d be our ride back” Minho says

“Where’s Yn?” Minhyuk asks

“I’m right here! Whew we had one guard tailing our ass had to beat him up” you say smirking while dusting your hands

“You beat up all the guards? Alright sis!” Minhyuk says

“We’ll talk” Shownu says glaring at you

“No. We won’t, how you doing back there cho?” You asks

“I’m fine besides the fact my eye is swollen shut…I’m fine” he says

“Okay I’ll clean you up once we get back” you say patting his leg

The whole ride back Shownu was burning holes in your face. You just looked over at him with a smirk. You knew he’d be mad. Did you care? Not one bit. Once you all were back at the warehouse, before you could get away Shownu grabbed your arm dragging you to the meeting room.

“What the fuck was that?” He asks

“What? All I did was my job?” You say smirking

“I told you too stay here! You could have put us all in danger!” Shownu shouts

“But did I? I went in silently and got Cho out without anybody being hurt” you say shrugging

“It could have went left! You were suppose to stick to the plan!” Shownu shouts getting louder with every word.

“But I didn’t! I got Cho back and that’s all it matters!” You say confusedly

“I don’t care! Your suppose to listen to me!” Shownu shouts throwing your arm down to your side. He stares at you chest going up and down obviously very angry with you. You just stare back in disbelief

“Shownu honey...did you forget I built this shit with you?! I don’t take orders from you!” You say

“Well that changed when you left” he says

You scoff rolling your eyes

“You were sloppy. They could have seen you” Shownu says

“If I’m so bad at what I do I’ll take me and my services else where” you say

“Maybe you should, I dont need you" He says trying his best to try and hurt your feelings, but you could see right through him like water. You knew this man like the back of your hand and he wasnt fooling anyone.

Your plump gloss lips turn up into a smirk before giggling at the man who now had a confused look on his face.

"Oh Shownu, How pathetic you are" You say shocking him

"Me? Pathetic? Please Yn all that sun in Greece has gotten to your head. Your speaking Nonsense" He says with a scoff.

You giggle again before placing both of your hands flat on the table. You turn your head a bit before looking him dead in the eye and bringing the smirk back to your lips

"You need me shownu, everybody needs me. I'm the glue too this shit and without me this shit will fall and you know it. I'm staying and I aint going no where so get your head out of your ass and stop worrying about mine" You say before walking out the room making the older man groan

You walk right down to the hacking room taking a seat next to Minhyuk

"So wassup? You leaving?" He asks

"I'm not going no where. It'll take a whole lot more than shownu fucking with me to leave again" You say mumbling making minyuk smile

"I'm glad your back, we really did miss you around here" He says patting your knee

"I missed you guys too, even my fighters. We're they really as bad as Jooheon said?" you ask

"Oh them Motherfuckers were off the fucking wall, They dont listen unless its you" He says making you frown

"They didnt listen to Hyeongjun?" You ask making the male shake his head

"A few of them listened but not all of them. They straight up told him that he wasnt you and they werent going to listen to him" Minhyuk says making you sigh

"Well all that stopped. I got them together, disrespecting Hyeongjun is like disrespecting me and I dont play like that" You say making minhyuk nod

"What did shownu say?" He asks making you roll your eyes

"He didnt say anything he was just bitching perusual, not really worried about him" You say shrugging

"Ignore him, we had it rough around here while you were gone" He admits making you nod and smirk

"So I've heard. I knew I was running shit" You say making him chuckle

"Yeah, you are. Just dont leave again" He says watching you stand up

"Wouldnt even think about it" You say kissing his forehead and leaving the hacking room.

[jisungshotfirst]

the cutest people at starship spotted together ! (real)

[villainsblog97]

hi! I recently got into xh and these fics give me life. they're so good ❤❤ I was wondering if u could write headcannons of xh as dads taking care of their child kinda like the show return of superman

Welcome to the best fandom ever!!!

Hello friend! Absolutely! I'd love to write this for you!! 🥰

Xdinary Heroes as dads

With RTW coming back and there being a babysitting ep, this is honestly the perfect time to write this! Summary: How would our 6 heroes be as fathers to their own kids (I'm so excited for this!) Warnings: None Scenario: Father AU, romance, comedy, fluff (All the cute fixings)

Gunil ❤️

Gun-il is gonna be the BEST dad ever!

I said what I said

So it's a late night

And your newborn baby is crying at 3 in the morning

Gun-il is gonna lean over and tell you to go back to sleep and that he'll take care of it

He'll scoop up his tiny baby in his big strong hands and carefully put him up to his chest

Singing a little song as he holds his precious son in his arms

The sight makes your tired eyes well up as you see him holding your tiny baby

"He just needed some daddy time" he'd smile

You'd nod with the biggest smile on your face as you join your little family

Jungsu ❤️

Jungsu will be an amazing mom dad

He would be at the park with your 2 year old daughter

Of course taking pictures of her

He would catch her on the slide and push her on the swings

All the other moms are swooning over him

But you'd be there of course too

You'd sit and watch Jungsu play with your daughter

Catching her in his arms and swinging her around

Hearing the laughter from both your daughter and your partner ,just did your heart good

Then she was running and tripped and scraped up her little knee

Of course the tears came out

And Jungsu was in full protective parent mode

Picking up your crying daughter, and pulling a band aid out of his pocket he was holding onto, in case something like this happened

Gaon ❤️

Jiseok is gonna be stressed

Being a dad is great and all

But it's also chaos

especially when you have twin boys...

Jiseok initiates half of the chaos

But then it gets out of control

He'll be playing with his twin boys

And Jiseok only knows one level of volume

loud

He was teaching them to roar really loud

And now he can't get them to stop

"Guys come on, mommy is gonna be mad if we keep making all this noise"

You'd get back to the house and hear them all the way from outside

"Daddy taught us how ROOOAAARRR!!!" they would yell really loud

Jiseok would look away

"I have no clue what they're talking about, what are these tv shows teaching our children??"

Ode ❤️

Seungmin's daughter loves her daddy

One day he decided to take his daughter on a little shopping spree

And only the best for his little girl

He would help her pick out some really cute little outfits

Skirts, pretty shirts, jewelry, shoes

And of course everything is gonna match perfectly

He'll make sure his daughter looks like a million dollars

24/7

"Your mommy will love you in this!" he'd smile

Then its out for some lunch

When they get back home

It's a whole photoshoot now

He's gonna send you all the pictures

"Seungmin she's 3"

"Our daughter is gonna be a fashion icon"

Junhan ❤️

Hyeongjun has such a gentle persona to him

One day his son came into the room and saw his dad playing his guitar

"Daddy is so cool when he plays the guttar"

Hyeongjun would laugh and correct his son

"It's actually called a guitar" he'd say as he picked him up

"You wanna help me play it?"

He would nod happily

He put his fingers over the notes and put his guitar pick in his son's tiny hand

"Hold it like this and then run it down the string like this"

He'd place the pick in between his little fingers and hold his hand as he guided the pick down the strings of his guitar causing a lovely sound to erupt from the instrument

His son would jump with a smile on his face as he strummed the guitar strings

Hyeongjun would change notes so he could hear all the different notes that he loves playing

Both off stage and on stage.

Jooyeon ❤️

(This is gonna hurt!)

Jooyeon loved his girls very much

but one night you and him heard a sound that jolted you both awake

"Mommy!! Daddy!!" they both cried out

You both got up from the bed and ran inside the twin's room

"The thunder is so loud" one cried

"we can't sleep" the other followed

"Ah are my baby girls afraid of a little thunder?" he'd smile

Jooyeon knew how to help

He'd bring in a guitar and sit at the foot of one of their beds

And slowly play them a little tune

The twin little girls would sit next to their daddy and listen to the beautiful song he was playing

Followed by his even more beautiful vocals

He'd sing a little lullaby for his two daughters

until they were both asleep on either side of his shoulder

You'd pick up one and lay them back in bed as he picked up the other and tucked her back in bed

Kissing both their little foreheads before falling back asleep with you in his arms.

(Yep I'm crying!!!)

[sungtaro]

okay i saw eric nam ask mark lee (nct) this so i'm sending it to a bunch of people bc i'm curious: you have to make a kpop super group consisting of at least 5 idols from any existing group, who are the members?

i thought about this deeply and had a lot of ways i could take this answer but i'm going to be 100% honest with you . here is my perfect supergroup lineup:

han seungwoo, cho seungyoun, kim wooseok, kim yohan, lee hangyul, cha junho, son dongpyo, kang minhee, lee eunsang, song hyeongjun, nam dohyon

[joocomics]

─ ⋆kiss land⋆

❨ or also known as dinna’s holiday special 2024 ⋆༄ ❩

december is a busy month and most often times chaotic for many - there’s places to go and people to see. you’re no exception. the difference is that the holidays have prepared some fun encouters for you - ones that make unforgettable memories others can only be jealous of…

✭ event is 18+ only

MASTERLIST

❝ … when your parents shake hands with new business partners they get invited for one festive weekend at their expensive villa. although it’s the last place you want to waste time at, you understand how and why these people are important for your family business, so you agree to join them. the last person you expect to see there is your professor who you’ve been having a secret crush on… and who also politely said no after you asked him out last semester… ❞

→ YOU PUT A SPELL ON ME | professor!gunil x student!reader | university au [smut, slice of life] ˒˒ note ! ages are not specified except that reader and gunil are close to age; it’s a university au but outside of university if it makes sense

♫ : make me feel by elvis drew

❝ … when christmas comes around you know your emotions will be all over the place, because the one thing your parents look forward to the most, is inviting their best friends whose son kim jungsu is the guy you try to not think about unless you want to make your standards even higher, and your chances to find a boyfriend soon - lower. one sleepless night turns into an opportunity to look back on some shared memories, but to also tell each other things both of you believed will remain unsaid... ❞

→ LONG STORY SHORT | kim jungsu x fem!reader | childhood friends au [smut, fluff, slice of life]

♫ : mushroom chocolate by quin, 6lack

❝ … when you run into your roommate in a lingerie store you end up spending half an hour helping him out with picking a christmas gift for his fuck buddy. unfortunately, even the festive atmosphere around can’t prevent you two from getting into a fight which results into you not saying goodbye to each other before he leaves early the next morning for winter break. luckily, he’s left something for you under the tree that opens up an opportunity for you to bury the hatchet… ❞

→ kwak jiseok x fem!reader | roommates au [smut, slice of life]

♫ : pleasure shop by key

❝ … when you arrive at the fancy dinner that your boss organised as a way for everyone from the company to get together before the holidays, you’re surprised to finally see his son in real life. it turns out that your boss also uses this as an opportunity to introduce him to his employees, because now that he is out of university, he’s officially joining the company, slowly following the footsteps of his father. unfortunately, you don’t make a good first impression as you expect when you send his son one of your half-naked pictures by accident. or… do you? ❞

→ oh seungmin x noona!reader | coworkers au [smut, slice of life] ˒˒ note ! not specified legal age gap ( reader who is seungmin’s senior in the workplace will be referred as noona few times throughout the story; not as a kink in a sexual context, but out of respect and occasionally in a teasing way; you can ignore the term and still read the story, but feel free to skip this one if you want )

♫ : million dollar baby by tommy richman

❝ … when a random stranger steals the perfect gift which you specifically came to buy for a relative right under your nose, you realise that for the first time in your not so full of confrontations life, you want to spit in somebody’s face. fortunately, you manage to walk out as calmly as you can without causing a scene or getting kicked out from the manager of the record store. you don’t expect the universe to bring you and the stranger who lit up a fire inside you back together so soon though. will this give you and him a chance to start over and finally learn each other’s names? ❞

→ han hyeongjun x fem!reader | strangers to lovers au [smut, slice of life]

♫ : particular taste by shawn mendes

❝ … when you and your friends go to the club on a friday night the last people you expect to see there is the famous punk rock band that’s been all over the news for the past few months. instead of fangirling, like many in your place would be doing, you see an opportunity to save your job. in the handsome face of the lead singer and bassist you see a spark of hope telling you that your career as a journalist in a prestige magazine is not lost just yet. yes, everyone knows lee jooyeon doesn’t do interviews, but he wouldn’t mind sharing few words for your column if you ask nicely, right? ❞

→ lee jooyeon x fem!reader | rockstar x journalist au [smut, sprinkle of angst] ˒˒ note ! it will probably have one or two time jumps

♫ : stranger by tove lo

some information you may want to know…

⊱ status: in process…

⊱ context: this is an event (18+) which i’m doing for a second year now as a gift to all of you sticking around and supporting my content ♡

⊱ i will not have a posting schedule for this one, because the last two months of the year can get really hectic in different aspects; i don’t want to put too much pressure on myself and kill my inspiration. if i remember correctly, last year i shared one fic a week throughout december and january and i’m thinking of doing the same this year too

⊱ i don’t have a specific word limit in mind and i can’t say how long the stories are going to be yet; they’re not going to be short though that’s for sure

⊱ you can message me anytime or leave a comment below if you’d like to be tagged for specific work(s) or for all so you don’t miss out on anything you’re interested in reading. i’ll probably be sharing a lil’ teaser for each story - you can ask to be tagged for those as well. you’re always welcome in my inbox 💌 if you have any questions about the event, the fics or just want to chat about whatever’s on your mind!

please be patient with me in case of any changes or delays!

♡ here’s my general masterlist if you’re looking for something to read in the meantime… and here are last year’s holiday specials if you’re interested in giving them a read

thank you in advance to those of you who will be reading and supporting this event! i’m so happy to be organising it for another year… it feels surreal in the best way possible. hope you enjoy the experience as much as me!

( in case you are seeing this in december and you are celebrating - happy holidays! )