#stop being a kpop idol and start being my boyfriend

[multi-kpop-fanfics]

more than i can handle

pairing: wonwoo x seungcheol x fem!reader

genre: smut, fluff, poly!au, non-idol!au - minors dni.

warnings: dirty talk, dildo play, heavy degradation (whore, slut etc), use of petnames (sunshine, princess, baby boy, pretty boy), dom!wonwoo, switch!reader, sub!seungcheol, kissing, makeout session, anal sex, oral sex (m rec), heavy mxm action, unprotected sex (pls stay safe), creampies, voyeurism, masturbation, hair pulling, sir kink, ass slapping, aftercare

word count: 5,517

summary: the abundance of snow outside won't stop you and wonwoo from restocking your fridge. and it certainly won't stop seungcheol from getting what he wants from his girlfriend and boyfriend - their undivided attention.

Disclaimer: Both Seungcheol and Wonwoo are depicted as bisexual in the fic, which is used only for the purposes of fanfiction and it is not an assumption of the members' sexual orientation in real life. If you're not comfortable with these themes, then this fic isn't for you.

Author's note: your favorite poly is back and better than ever hehe - big thanks to @wongyuseokie, @gyuwoncheol, @highvern, @ourdawnishotterthanourday and @wonuvs for beta reading this fic!

p.s.: if you read about snow and holidays pls ignore, it was in the works since december😭

©multi-kpop-fanfics, 2024. No reposting allowed. No translations without permission allowed.

“...Thank you, Sir. I really appreciate the understanding. Have a nice day.”

Wonwoo ends the phone call with a satisfied hum and he slouches back on his chair, returning to his work at hand.

“So, what’s the verdict?” You ask him, sitting on your own chair.

“Work from home. There was absolutely no way I’d be able to move the car with so much snow outside.” Wonwoo replies.

“Does that mean we get to be with you all day long?” 

“That’s right, sunshine.” He smiles sweetly and you get up and hug him excitedly, pressing your lips on his cheek.

“What’s the plan for today? Aside from working, of course.” 

“I was thinking of just being cozy with the two of you, y’know? Like those cliché Pinterest aesthetic winter routines.”

“I thought you weren’t the hot cocoa type.” You raise your brow playfully as you go back to your laptop.

“Just because I’m a coffee addict doesn’t mean I hate everything else.” Wonwoo defends himself while fixing his glasses.

“Well you definitely hate my protein shakes!” Seungcheol butts into the conversation from afar.

“That’s because your protein shakes are atrocious.” Wonwoo deadpans, “No sane person puts chicken breast in a glass.”

“Ew, that does sound atrocious.” You grimace in disgust.

“This is why you’re still lanky and not buff, Jeon.” Seungcheol scoffs as he downs the rest of his shake. 

“Maybe not everyone wants to be a muscle monster like you, Choi.” The younger man sighs and goes back to his task at hand.

“Oh wow, thanks for paying so much attention to me.” 

“Don’t take it the wrong way, Cheollie. He has a lot of work to do, despite staying home.” You try to reassure your other boyfriend.

“Does that mean you’re willing to make up for lost attention?”

“I’m sorry, but I need to catch up with my assignments….” You rub the back of your head apologetically.

“In the middle of the holidays?!” Seungcheol looks at you baffled.

“But my exams start two weeks after the holiday break! There’s not a lot, I promise.” You cup his cheeks.

“Whatever.” He rolls his eyes at you with a huff.

You watch him walk towards the bedroom with heavy steps and guilt settles in your gut.

“I think I was insensitive…” You plop down on the armchair.

“No, he’s being dramatic.” Wonwoo replies without breaking contact with his computer screen.

“But he got a leave from his job just to spend it with us and we’re ignoring him!” 

“Y/N, he’s doing it on purpose.”

“How can you be so sure?”

“Wait a couple of minutes and you’ll see.” 

You look at Wonwoo with a puzzled expression and return to your laptop.

Shortly after, you notice Seungcheol coming into the living room, clad in nothing but a pair of shorts and a tight muscle tee. He’s sporting his earphones, as if he was going to the gym for his daily work out session.

Except he starts working out right in the middle of the room, without giving a single fuck.

He starts by stretching out his legs and arms and then proceeds to put music in his ears, switching into the more intense part of his workout. It doesn’t take long for him to start grunting and moaning as he does series after series of exercises, the sweat accumulated on his body staining the fabric of his muscle tee.

“Cheollie?” You peek your head from behind your laptop. “Do you need some water?”

“No worries, princess. I don’t want to distract you from your assignment.” He gives you a quick peck on the corner of your lips.

In true Choi Seungcheol fashion, he does his best to actually distract you from your work by taking off his muscle tee and continuing his work out shirtless.

Wonwoo turns around and takes a look at his boyfriend, mouthing a “told you so” when he turns his gaze to you.

It takes all of his willpower to not bodyslam Seungcheol on the floor and fuck the living daylights out of him with the grunts and moans he’s letting out. He swears there’s a tent forming in his black sweats and he’s quite certain there will be wet spots on the fabric pretty soon. He puts on his noise canceling headphones to focus on his work and get it done as soon as possible.

You, on the other hand, are the epitome of distractedness and all you’ve written in your essay is utter gibberish, rubbing your thighs together to provide some relief to your aching core. Right now, all you can think of is being underneath Seungcheol and getting fucked into next week.

You get up from the couch and walk over to the fridge to grab some ice cold water. As soon as you open it, your eyes widen in horror when you see the lack of basic groceries and dairy products.

“Um, guys? We have a problem.” You shout at them, but none of them lift their heads.

You get back to them and tap their shoulders to get their attention. 

“What’s up, princess?” Seungcheol removes his earbuds and pushes his hair back.

“Our fridge is empty. Like, the basics are missing.”

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” He rubs his palms over his face.

“Are the stores even open right now?” Wonwoo asks.

“It has stopped snowing for now and there are probably tons of people who didn’t anticipate this weather. Some stores have to be open, even for emergency situations!” You rest your hands on your waist.

“Give me a second.” Wonwoo goes back to his laptop and with a few rapid clicks on his keyboard, he searches for nearby stores.

“There is one, about six hundred meters away from here.” He turns his screen to the both of you to see.

“It won’t be an ordeal to get there. All we need is sturdy shoes and warm clothes.” You shrug and move towards the bedroom.

“Where are you going?” Seungcheol asks you.

“To get dressed and go get groceries. The fridge won’t get full on its own.”

“Hold on , I’m coming with you.”

“You aren’t going anywhere.” Wonwoo gets up.

“I thought you were really fucking busy with work?” The blond man asks with irony laced in his words.

“I still am, but if you go out all sweaty, you’ll be bedridden for the rest of the holidays and none of us want that.”

“You’re not my mom, Wonwoo.”

“No, but I’m your boyfriend and I still care about your health. Now please go take a fucking shower, you’re all sweaty and gross.” He walks past the shirtless man, but Seungcheol stops him by putting his hand on Wonwoo’s chest.

“You better not think I haven’t noticed that little tent of yours, pretty boy. Two people can play a game.” 

“Too bad there’s three of us in this relationship. And I won’t be the outnumbered one.” Wonwoo bites back and pushes his arm away to join you in the bedroom.

Seungcheol scoffs and pokes his cheek with his tongue. 

Fine by me, he thinks, already thinking of the next step he’s gonna take.

A few minutes later, you and Wonwoo leave the apartment to go buy the much needed groceries and Seungcheol is left alone, an almost childish grin plastered all over his face.

He skips over to the bathroom, stripping himself naked and throwing the dirty clothes in the laundry basket. He jumps in the shower and lets the warm water run over his body, washing away the sweat from his work out session. He pours a generous amount of shower gel over his body and spreads it thoroughly over his skin, the cherry scent enveloping the small room. Even if the shower itself is relaxing, Seungcheol himself is way too worked up -  and it’s not just because of the post workout adrenaline. The blatant ignorance he experiences from you and Wonwoo annoys him and turns him on to the point of lunacy. 

He washes the suds from his hands and brings two fingers in his mouth, spitting on them and rubbing them over the rim of his ass experimentally.

He moans heavily when he pushes the fingers inside, cock twitching with need. He puts his free hand on the wall of the shower to support himself while stretching out his hole. He works his thick digits in and out of his ass, eyes scrunched shut and thighs flexing with each thrust. Every time he bites his bottom lip to suppress his moans, he fails miserably and moans even louder - he’s home alone, after all.

His cock is rock hard by now, the tip flushed an angry red and veins bulging over his shaft. He can almost feel the precum starting to build up and ready to leak all over, but he doesn’t want to cum yet and definitely not like this. He removes his fingers from his ass, satisfied with the stretch and washes away the rest of the suds, turning off the shower.

He fastens his bathrobe around his waist and goes into the bedroom, opening his side of the closet to search for his sex toy stash. He giggles when he finds the familiar box and opens it hastily, taking out his favorite knotted dildo. He grabs the lube from the nightstand drawer and looks around the bedroom to see where he’ll place the toy.

His gaze falls on the full bodied mirror next to the closet and an idea pops up in his head as he fiddles with the dildo in his hands. He removes his bathrobe and throws it on the bed, walking to the living room to get his phone. Once he returns to the bedroom, he kneels in front of the mirror and grabs his cock, slowly pumping it with his fist. He pulls up the phone camera and snaps a handful of pictures, flexing his biceps and thighs on purpose to make them look even more attractive.

“Damn, I don’t even have to filter them.” He checks them one by one, absolutely satisfied with the results.

He sends them to the group chat with a quick text, waiting for the two of you to open them and lose your minds. 

“Are we missing anything else?” Wonwoo asks you while pushing the shopping cart down the aisle.

“Maybe some bathroom supplies? Just to be sure, in case it snows again.” 

“I swear, if it weren’t for you, we would have died a long time ago.” Your boyfriend applauds you for your organizing skills.

Both of your phones go off at the same time and you fish your phone out of the pocket of your parka.

“What’s up?” He asks you while putting two ramen cups in the cart.

“Cheol texted the group chat.”

“He probably wants us to buy chicken breast for his godforsaken shakes.” Wonwoo rolls his eyes.

You open the messaging app and you let out a loud gasp, covering your mouth after being heard by other customers, instantly closing the screen of your phone.

“What happened, sunshine?” The tall man asks you with worry written all over his face.

“Um….How do I put this….” You scratch your heated cheek.

“Y/N, what did he send you?”

“See for yourself.” You point to his pocket and Wonwoo impatiently unlocks his phone

He clenches his jaw tight when he opens Seungcheol’s messages, the previous hard-on he was sporting now threatening to get bigger.

cheollie has sent three photos.

cheollie: it could be your hands but you’re working instead

“This motherfucker.” He pokes his cheek with his tongue and types back a quick reply. He puts his phone back in his pocket and pushes the cart towards the cashiers with quicker steps.

“Hey, what about the rest of the supplies?!” You tug at the sleeve of his parka.

“We’ll get them, sunshine. We just need to be quick about it.” He almost grits his teeth.

“You’re not the only one who’s hot and bothered because of Seungcheol.” You step in front of the cart.

“So you admit that you were having a hard time with your essay.”

“I never said I didn’t! Do you know how difficult it was to type on my laptop while he was groaning and moaning-”

“Like a bitch in heat?” Wonwoo completes your sentence with a lopsided smirk.

“Exactly! And he looks so beefy and thick and-”

“And unbearably hot, yeah I know. And God, it drives me insane.” He lets out a shaky breath.

“Wonu?” You ask him with a lowered voice.

“Yes?”

“Can we get out of here? Like, real soon?”

“I thought you wanted to shop some more stuff?” Wonwoo chuckles at your sudden burst of impatience.

“I still do, but I also have a hot boyfriend at home who could be doing God knows what.” 

“Your other boyfriend is still here with you, though.” He pushes his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

“My other boyfriend wants to fuck the boyfriend at home too.” You grin and pull on the other end of the cart. “Come on, time is of the essence.”

As soon as you step foot into the apartment, you are greeted by absolute silence. You opt to call out Seungcheol’s name, but Wonwoo covers your mouth with his hand. He tells you to keep quiet by mouthing the words. He nods towards the fridge and you take off your shoes, tiptoeing your way to the kitchen and place the bags on the counter as stealthily as possible. He takes off his shoes and parka, taking careful steps towards the bedroom.

The closer he gets, the louder he can hear noises coming from the secluded space. He notices the door being cracked open just enough to get a good view of what is happening inside and he takes the initiative of pushing it wide open to rest his body on the door frame and watch the show in front of him.

Seungcheol is bouncing his ass on the knotted dildo like his life depends on it, the muscles on his thighs and back rippling with every motion. His moans are airy, almost whiny and it makes Wonwoo’s cock drip in his boxers, his self control starting to run thin. 

A small creaking noise on the doorframe alerts Seungcheol and he turns his head around, scanning his boyfriend up and down.

“Oh, don’t mind me, you can keep going.” Wonwoo waves his hand in dismissal.

“I wasn’t planning on stopping for your sake.” Seungcheol scoffs and keeps fucking himself on the toy, as if the younger man doesn’t exist in the room.

“If you want to grab my attention for real, you can try taking the knot in your ass and stay there.” 

“Are you challenging me?”

“You’re the one who said your ass can handle a lot.”

“Hmph. Whatever.” Seungcheol scoffs as lifts himself off the dildo to grab the lube and pour some more over the toy, climbing back on it again to ease himself on the bulbous knot. 

The initial stretch is always intimidating, but as soon as the knot disappears inside him, his body shudders and his nails scratch the wooden floor, bottom lip caught between his teeth.

He wants to move so bad, so fucking bad-

“Don’t you dare move.” Wonwoo’s voice is rough and demanding.

“You don’t get to tell me what to do.” The blond man bites back and raises his hips ever so slightly, never breaking eye contact with his boyfriend.

“I don’t think you want to do this. Am I right, baby boy?”

Seungcheol freezes in his spot, thighs going weak at the pet name. His mouth quivers, the knot stretching him open and he struggles to keep himself in check.

Wonwoo walks with slow steps towards his boyfriend, kneeling next to him. 

“What’s wrong? You went pretty docile just now, didn’t you?” He smirks.

“Fuck you.” Seungcheol grits his teeth.

“What did you say?” Wonwoo grips his jaw tight.

“I said fuck you, pretty boy.” Seungcheol sports a shit-eating grin and it earns him a harsh slap on the ass, making him whine pathetically.

“I prefer it when you make pretty sounds like the one you made just now.” Wonwoo runs his thumb over the pretty pink bottom lip and the naked man sucks the digit.

“That thing where you two start without me is getting annoying.” You shake your head in disapproval, stepping into the bedroom impatiently.

“Sorry sunshine, but baby boy is being a little impatient slut today.” 

“Yeah, I noticed. I bet he thought of walking around the apartment completely naked just to get our attention.” You take off your clothes in a hurry, remaining only in your underwear set. 

“Ooh, she has the lace on.” Wonwoo whistles in a flirty way as he takes his thumb away.

“I always like to be prepared for any case.”

“Could you please p-pay some attention to me?” Seungcheol asks through gritted teeth, struggling with the toy inside him.

“Hm? What was that, Cheollie?” You kneel right next to him, “I didn’t quite hear you.”

“Please pay some attention to me.” He repeats his sentence a bit louder.

“We are right here, baby boy.” Wonwoo cups his neck lovingly, “Just tell us what you want and we’ll give it to you.”

“I need you, both, please.” The blond man exhales shakily.

Wonwoo and you look at each other, sharing impish glances, as if your brains thought of the same thing at the same time. He then gets up and takes off his long sleeved shirt and sweats, dropping the clothes right in front of Seungcheol. He then sits on the bed, patting his lap for you to join him.

You climb on the bed and in your boyfriend’s lap, leaving your other boyfriend shocked and visibly upset.

“You- I hate you both.” He grumbles while clenching his fists on the floor.

“If you want to join, then don’t cum.” Wonwoo looks him straight in the eyes while groping your ass. “Perhaps then we’ll consider it.”

“Wonu? I am right here, baby.” You get his attention by putting your hands on his broad shoulders and you rub yourself on his boxers to rile him up. And it works like a fucking charm, because he’s shoving his tongue down your throat like a man who hasn’t kissed someone in an entire lifetime. 

His kisses are usually softer and more calculated, but not today - Wonwoo is far too riled up to care about details and the only thing he wants is to ravish you. He pushes you on the mattress and climbs over you, ruthlessly attacking your lips and neck with his mouth. He uses both teeth and tongue to abuse your skin, deliberately targeting your weak spots to elicit sweet noises from you.

He steals a few side glances towards Seungcheol, who is on the brink of tears from being edged for so long, droplets of sweat running down his flushed skin. The irrational, needy part of his brain wants to jump on the bed and kick Wonwoo outside, while keeping you all to himself. But he knows better than disobeying a pissed off Wonwoo.

Wonwoo pulls you by the arms and makes you sit on your knees facing Seungcheol, while he sits behind you, chest touching your back.

“Let’s give our baby boy a show, shall we?” He whispers in your ear and you nod, biting your bottom lip.

Wonwoo caresses your body with his hands, over your stomach and reaches your covered breasts. He hooks his fingers in the lace of your bra, tugging it harshly to let your mounds bounce out of the undergarment, a small ripping sound reaching your ears. 

“Ease off the lace!” You whine, but he grabs your chin with his hand, the other glued on your chest.

“Act up and I’ll make sure you won’t cum at all, sunshine. Am I clear?”

“...yes Sir.” You sigh, 

“Good girl.” Wonwoo kisses your cheek and relaxes his grip on your chin. “Good girls always get rewarded.” He murmurs in your ear, his hand descending lower and lower.

You let out a small moan when your boyfriend’s hand palms over your clothed pussy, slowly rubbing the lace hiding your clit.

“I can already tell you’re excited about this, sunshine. Soaking through your underwear like the needy little thing you are.” Wonwoo’s lips are glued on your ear.

“Please touch me more, Sir.” You whine, looking right into Seungcheol’s eyes.

“I didn’t hear you well, darling.” The dark haired man chuckles.

“Just touch her, you asshole.” Seungcheol groans, his cock twitching like crazy again.

“You don’t get to speak a damn word.” Wonwoo grits his teeth.

“Wonu, please!” You cry out, “I need you so bad, I’m gonna lose it!”

“You goddamn little shits.” He pushes you on the bed and gets up, standing next to Seungcheol.

“You want to get fucked? Now’s your chance.” He grips the blond man’s hair and lifts him off the knotted toy, practically throwing him on the bed like a ragdoll.

“Ouch, that hurt, you fucker!” Seungcheol snarls at Wonwoo, but the younger man pins him down on the mattress, despite being less muscular.

“Playtime’s over, baby boy. My turn now.” He discards his boxers, cock slapping against his stomach, bright red and leaking.

“Funny how you’re trying to act all dominant yet you’re leaking more than a broken faucet.” Seungcheol snickers, spreading his legs apart.

Wonwoo glances at you and offers you his hand to help you get up. You take it with a smirk and he positions you right between Seungcheol’s legs.

“You know what to do. And remember - don’t let him have his way with you.”

“Gotcha.” You grin devilishly.

“Princess, do you seriously think you can dom me? Please be real now.” Seungcheol laughs, but his laughter is cut short when he sees Wonwoo hovering right above his face.

“No. But we can dom you.”

You put your hands under Seungcheol’s knees and push his thighs apart to make room for yourself, putting him in a mating press instead of the opposite that usually happens in the bedroom. You position yourself right over his tip and slowly slide your pussy down his length, until it has completely disappeared inside you.

“O-Oh….Fuck, Princess, didn’t see that coming.” The blond man’s mouth goes slack from the novel sensation.

“God, no wonder you like this position so much.” You moan and start moving your hips the same way one of your boyfriends usually fuck you stupid.

Seungcheol throws his head back and grins when he sees Wonwoo pumping his cock with his hand, the tip dangerously close to his cheek.

“What are you waiting for, Wonu?” The older man snickers and moves his hand to touch his boyfriend’s shaft, but Wonwoo pins his wrists down and lets his cock rub the plush lips.

“For the right moment to shut you up.”

Wonwoo slides his cock inside and starts fucking Seungcheol’s throat harshly, finally letting out his pent up frustrations. 

“Don’t be so h-harsh on him, Wonu, he might choke.” You point out the gagging, sloppy noises coming from above.

“Don’t worry, he can take it. Isn’t that right, baby boy?” Wonwoo takes off his cock for a few seconds.

“Yeah,” Seungcheol coughs a bit, but regains his breath like a pro, “Just make sure to fuck me like you both mean it, you weaklings.”

The comment makes you and Wonwoo’s blood boil like molten lava and you climb over Seungcheol’s body to push his thighs further apart and fuck him like a bitch in heat.

“That’s it, sunshine. Fuck him like the whore he is.” Wonwoo grunts as he facefucks your (and his) boyfriend, putting one hand on his throat to squeeze it ever so slightly.

“Shit, this feels so damn great,” you moan out loud as you ride his cock, “I can feel him twitching inside me, he’s close.”

“Of course he is,” Wonwoo leans closer and gives you a quick kiss, “Nobody could ever resist your beautiful pussy, sunshine. Especially us.”

Seungcheol starts moaning around the shaft bullying his mouth and he wraps his thick thighs around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

“Oof- God, he’s so damn desperate to cum.” You chuckle and run your hands over his torso to rile him up even further.

“Don’t stop until you are fully satisfied, Y/N. Baby boy is here to take whatever we’re going to give him.”  

Your pussy stays glued on Seungcheol’s cock, rubbing it like a tight fleshlight until it starts milking him dry, sucking globs after globs of cum. The muscles of his thighs twitch behind your waist and his fists clench on the mattress, the shocks of his orgasm torturing his body.

Wonwoo detaches his hips away from Seungcheol’s mouth, letting the man breathe and spew a string of moans and curses.

“Princess, please, s-slow down! You’re- ah, fuck!” He whines loudly, tears stinging his eyes.

“She won’t stop until she has had her fill, baby boy.” Wonwoo digs his nails in Seungcheol’s wrists, “And don’t even try to stop her. Am I clear?”

“Shit- Yes, Sir.”

You rhythmically bounce your hips on top of his dick, your inner thighs beginning to burn from exhaustion and a thick, milky ring forms around your entrance. You can feel your own climax inch closer and closer, the pattern of your movements growing sloppier by the second.

“S-Sir I’m gonna cum, God I’m so close!” You cry out and plant your palms on the toned pair of pecs underneath you.

“Go on, sunshine. You earned this orgasm all on your own, you and your capable pussy.” Wonwoo stares at you with hungry eyes, watching you fall apart on the blond man’s cock.

Your eyes nearly roll in the back of your skull when you finally cum and you would be lying if you said it isn’t one of the best orgasms you’ve ever had. You’re certain your brain has stopped working and you probably look like a lust-crazed animal.

“That’s it, sunshine. Ride it all out.” The dark haired man presses a kiss on the column of your neck, while Seungcheol is writhing and shaking under the two of you.

“I’m so….full.” You sigh in satisfaction and you feel the meaty legs around your lower back relaxing around you and plopping down on the bed. You carefully lift yourself off his lap and let out a long drawn moan when a sticky trail of cum runs down your thigh.

“God, I’m so spent.” Seungcheol groans, wiping the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand.

“Already? That’s too bad.” Wonwoo scoffs and flips his boyfriend face down on the sheets. “Because I’m nowhere near done with you.”

“And I thought you had completely forgotten.” Seungcheol grins and bumps his ass directly on Wonwoo’s hardened dick. “Come on, don’t you want to fuck my ass already?”

You sit back on the headboard, your fingers ghosting over your chest and clit, your gaze entirely focused on your boyfriends.

“We even have an audience, pretty boy. I think you should hurry up and stick it in.”

Wonwoo chuckles as he lines up his cock and slowly pushes in, until he’s balls deep.

“Enjoy the show, sunshine.”

The tall man grips Seungcheol’s waist and begins thrusting slowly inside him, grunting at the tight sensation around his cock. 

“How are you still tight after sitting on that monstrosity for so long?”

“Can’t betray my secrets like that.” The blond man sends a wink towards you.

“Wonu, go faster.” You say with a demanding tone, your fingers working circles on your clit.

“You heard the princess - Put your back into it, pretty boy.” 

“Damn you both, fucking brats.” Wonwoo uses one hand to fist Seungcheol’s hair and keep his head down, now towering over him. He pistons his hips against his boyfriend’s ass hard enough to make it bounce repeatedly, smacking noises filling the room.

“Fuck - That’s what I’m t-talking about.” Seungcheol grips the sheets, lips parted open and moans spilling freely.

Your whines match your boyfriend’s moans, your hands working out your pussy at the same speed Wonwoo is thrusting. Two of your digits are covered in the cum left inside you from previously riding Seungcheol, acting as the perfect lube.

“Ass made in Heaven, damnit,” Wonwoo catches his bottom lip with his teeth, “Made to be railed by none other than me.”

“My toys would like to disagree.” Seungcheol half moans and the snarky comment earns him a slap on the ass, forcing him to whimper.

“The only noises I want to hear from you are whimpers and moans, you whore.” 

Wonwoo gets rougher with his thrusts, his hand pulling Seungcheol’s hair by the roots, lifting his head to make him face you. “Now, I want you to look at her while I’m fucking you stupid and give her the most cunt-watering expression you have.”

“Y-Yes, Sir.” Seungcheol breathes out, a fresh layer of sweat adorning his body.

Wonwoo delivers full-bodied thrusts, pulling and pushing his cock until the tip is barely inside and then fully sheathed again, knocking the air out of Seungcheol’s lungs. Salty tears cascade his cheeks, his body jerking forward with each movement.

“W-Wonu, you’re being too r-rough with him.” You comment shakily, two of your fingers rapidly plunging into your weeping cunt

“Rough, you say? Do you want me to slow down, baby boy?” Wonwoo asks his boyfriend, halting his hips.

“N-No, please don’t, please don’t stop, fuck!” Seungcheol pushes his ass back, chasing the stimulation.

“See, sunshine? Baby boy likes it rough and sloppy - and so do you.”

“I-”

“Keep your beautiful pussy stuffed until we’re done, will you?”

“Yes, yes Sir.” You nod furiously as you try to push back your orgasm.

“W-Won’t be too long until then,” Wonwoo groans loudly, “I’m almost there, fuck.”

“Please do it inside, please!” Seungcheol begs loudly, his body nearly giving out.

“Fuck, take it all, slut, all yours.” Wonwoo curses in his ear and finally topples over the edge, dumping a part of his load in his boyfriend’s hole. He takes out his cock, giving it a few more pumps to splatter the remnants of his climax all over Seungcheol’s ass. 

The sight before you makes your head spin with more arousal and your walls clench around your fingers, your own orgasm washing over you and sending you to cloud nine.

For a good few minutes, mixed heavy breaths are all the three of you can hear. It’s clear as daylight that all three of you are beyond tired and barely able to move.

“My body hurts everywhere.” Seungcheol whines in defeat.

“Mine too.” You agree.

“I’m afraid both of you need to get up,” Wonwoo stretches his back, “We need to change the sheets, they’re fucked.”

“So are we, dumbass.” The blond man grimaces in pain.

“I am fully aware,” Wonwoo tries to lift Seungcheol up and you right after, “Now get up, we need to get you cleaned up.”

“You haven’t even prepared a bath!” You pout your lips in protest.

“Really going through the princess act, don’t you?” He lifts you in bridal style and carries you to the bathroom, gently placing you on the edge of the tub. 

“As if you don’t like treating me like one.” You grin playfully.

“I would say this is Cheol’s duty, but I love you a little too much to not treat you like a princess.” He presses a kiss on your cheek and lets the water run. “Mind checking the water until I’m back with him?”

“Not at all.” You reply with a smile and he leaves the bathroom to return to the crime scene.

To his surprise, Wonwoo finds Seungcheol standing up and removing the dirty sheets, the skin on his ass and thighs stained from cum streaks.

“What are you doing?”

“Can’t let you do all the work now.” The blond man picks up the sheets and the used toy from the floor. As soon as he takes a couple more steps towards the door, he can feel his legs screaming in pain.

“Ow fuck!”

“Whoa, careful!” Wonwoo sweeps at the right moment and catches him before falling, “Can you please not be so fucking stubborn?”

“But-”

“No buts.” He throws Seungcheol’s arm over his shoulder, “I need to get your ass to the bathroom.”

“What are you doing? The bath is ready!” You yell from the corridor.

“Coming!” Wonwoo yells back.

“Well, at least now we’re even, right?” Seungcheol gives a silly wink towards the dark haired man.

“You’re so fucking stupid.” Wonwoo snorts as he helps the older man out of the bedroom.

“After being fucked like this? Definitely.”

“Stupid and incorrigible.”

“And hot and rich and-”

Wonwoo cuts him off with a quick kiss on the lips, catching him off guard.

“Can you please shut the fuck up?”

Seungcheol flashes a toothy grin and runs his tongue over his bottom lip.

“Yes, Sir.”

[ghxstwrites]

Angel

Pairing: Idol! Seonghwa x Gn! Reader

Summary: You went to visit your dear boyfriend on tour only to figure out he had stepped a little out of his clothing comfort zone.

WC: 2k

AU: N/A

Genre: Fluff, Smut

Warning(s): SMUT! MDNI Swearing, Nipple Play, Nicknames  (pretty boy, baby, Hwa, Angel, My star), Oral (m receiving), Sub! Seonghwa, Dom! Reader

A/N: Thank you to my proofreader, @bunnliix !

Nets: @mirohs-aurora-society

Tag List: @bethelighthalazia @a---shura @potatomountain @kpop---scenarios (send me an ask if you'd like to be added!)

Kinktober & Flufftober Masterlist

It had been weeks since Seonghwa had left for tour and even though you guys had talked at every opportunity, you missed him. You missed the warmth he brought to bed with him every night, the way he’d hold you close as you slept. Something you found yourself missing was the soft touches of his hands in places you felt like you needed them most.

“Angel, what's on your mind?” He hummed. You’d zoned out in the middle of a video call with him and he caught you staring.

“There isn’t a thought behind those pretty eyes is there?” he chuckled softly as he ran a hand through his hair. 

“Sorry Hwa.. Just, I miss you..” you lull out as you try to avoid his gaze. 

“I miss you too, baby… Only a few more stops and I'm all yours” He smiles softly at you. 

You found yourself attempting to do the impossible, hide from Seonghwa. You had wanted to fly out to surprise him since he’d expressed missing you more than ever. You successfully landed in the states and with a little help from Hongjoong, you were able to score last minute seats, close enough to see him on the stage, but not enough for him to accidentally spot you in the crowd.

You’d stayed mostly out of the loop, on purpose, with tour fancams. You’d missed him too much and as much as you loved seeing him live his wildest dreams and were so incredibly happy to be by his side while he did it, you understood his stage persona. 

You’d stumbled upon a fancam one night while you were mindlessly scrolling through your phone. The fancam was of Seonghwa in a gorgeous purple suit, the jacket was open exposing a beautiful lace shirt and then you saw it - the harness. You sat straight up in bed and studied the outfit, the dance, the… everything, every move, the facial expressions. 

You’d seen Seonghwa without a shirt, you’d seen him dance and you’d seen his face in the most beautiful throes of pleasure, but seeing them combined? You felt almost faint, laying back against the bed you watched the fancam, over, and over, and over until you felt it being burned into your brain, each time you’d pressed your thighs a little harder together seeking some sort of relief or friction. 

You decided to not text Seonghwa, you both were getting adjusted to time zones, and you weren’t sure if he’d gone straight to bed, all that was on your mind was him and the lack of ability to be touched by him. 

You’d made your way to the floor, the concert was due to start any moment now and you fit right in with the Atinys singing their hearts out before the concert even started. The lights went down  and everyone let out their screams as the boys came out. They performed a wonderful show, holding off on the fancams were worth every second because every plot twist was even more shocking.

You took your eyes off the main stage for a moment as the crowd screamed, turning your attention to the center of the extended stage and you saw him. Seonghwa, drenched in sweat, in his infamous purple suit and you were locked in. Your eyes followed his every movement, the hip thrust upwards off the chair had you clenching around nothing, then you saw it. 

He walked around the chair like a hunter cornering his prey and his body glistened, where there was once a lace shirt, was now just that God Forsaken harness. The rest of the show, your eyes followed his every visible move and the way the clothing item hugged his upper torso.

You’d made your way backstage while the members headed to send off, as you made your way into Seonghwa’s dressing room, you sat on the couch awaiting your boyfriend. You stood up, a smirk plastered on your face as you heard the door handle rattle. The door opens revealing an exhausted Seonghwa as he steps into the room he looks up and spots you. 

“Angel…?” he speaks softly

“Surprise baby” you chuckle softly back at him, closing the distance between the two of you. 

As soon as you’re within arms length he reaches out and pulls you into a hug. “Angel, I've missed you so much” he whispers, hugging you tighter. You nestle your face into his neck, the ever faint smell of his cologne and musk lingering causing you to sigh warmly. He pulls back just enough to kiss you softly. 

His kiss grows desperate the longer he has you, his hands moving down to your backside, giving it a firm squeeze, earning a soft moan from you. He uses the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. Your arms snake around his neck  as he pulls you closer, getting lost in the taste of you. 

“Angel…” He breathes out, pulling back from the kiss. “I missed you so much.” He says as he looks in your eyes. 

You smirk softly as you stare back at him. “when were you going to tell me about your stage outfit baby?” you speak softly, pulling back to look at him. 

“Oh? Did you like it?.. the lace was getting bothersome.. decided to stop wearing it,” he chuckles. 

“We both know how sensitive you are Seonghwa.. unless something’s changed?” you lull out as you run your hands down his chest, pausing to lightly pinch his nipple between your thumb and forefinger, eliciting a gasp from him. 

‘Aww… are you still sensitive? I bet that leather rubbing against them made them sore, hm?” You tease as you smirk at your boyfriend as he stares back at you, his eyes starting to cloud with lust. 

“C'mon Hwa… use your words, want me to make it feel better? Or should I continue to tease you, like the slut you seem to enjoy being?” Something in him broke, the only response he could come up with was a pathetic whine, the noise traveling straight to your core. 

“On the couch baby… “ you speak softly as you point toward the leather couch. He spares no time in setting down and pulling you down to sit in his lap.  

“Easy baby,” you muse as you lean in, capturing his lips in a heated kiss. Seonghwa's fingers dig into your hips as your lips work against his. Your hands tangle in his long locks, Seonghwa’s hips stuttering up to meet yours drawing a soft moan from you both. “Angel, don't do this..please,’ he begs as he looks up at you with his round boba eyes, cock already straining against his pants. 

“I'm not doing anything…,” you coo at him with a soft smirk, ”Or is that the problem?” he stares back at you with a small pout on his lips 

“T-that one.. need my angel,” he whimpers. 

“Hm.. like this baby?” You rock your hips against him and he leans his head back against the couch as he groans, each movement of your hips he matches.

You take the opportunity to latch yourself onto his neck, sucking on his skin leaving blooming spots of pink and purple as melodies of pleasure fell from his lips, your hands sneaking down to find the hem of his shirt, slipping underneath as he writhed beneath you. “Can I take this off you, pretty boy?” you hummed against his skin causing goosebumps to prickle as you slid the shirt off him. He stared up at you with his round eyes, silently pleading. 

“Looks like I was right…” your thumb ghosts over Seonghwa’s nipple, causing him to wince, “Poor baby, must be fighting to keep it together on stage, yeah?” you pinch his nipple again causing a moan to fall from his lips. You climb off his lap, settling yourself between his legs as you meet his gaze. 

The look on Seonghwas face is pitiful, his plump lips in a pout and slightly red from him biting down on them and his eyebrows knitted together as he watches your every move. Wordlessly you lean in taking one of the pink buds in your mouth, rolling your tongue over it. Seonghwa hisses at your movements as he closes his eyes, drooping his head forward. “Angel.. W-what are you doing…” he pleads with you, each time your tongue flicks over the hardened bud it causes his dick to twitch. 

“Wanted to make you feel better,” you murmur as you place soft kisses across his chest, before taking the other nub in your mouth causing him to buck his hips up. Seonghwa reaches out, lacing his fingers through your hair causing you to look up at him through your lashes, his eyes searching yours. Just as he was about to speak, you bite at his nipple softly causing him to moan out. 

“Y/n.. please…If you keep doing that…” before he could finish you roll his other nipple between your fingers causing him to whine. 

“A-Angel… I’m so close…” He whimpers out as you pull back from him, sitting back on your knees as he cries out in protest.

“A-Angel why…” He cried out, “Please.. Please don’t… It hurts so bad.” He sobs out, tears welling in his eyes as he looks at you. The heat in your stomach only grew, this was a side of him you’d not quite seen before and the power it gave you felt like pure bliss. 

“What's the matter, baby?” you coo at him, slowly palming him through his pants, “Do you want me to help?” he frantically nods. 

“Please angel, I’ll do anything… J-just don’t leave me like this.” He pleads with you. 

You move to unbutton his pants, ever so slowly, freeing him and as the cold air hits his throbbing member he winces. The tip is bright red, already leaking. Your eyes clouded over in lust as you lean forward, licking a stripe up his dick finally taking the head in your mouth. 

You sat between his thighs, giving little kitten licks to the head while not moving, occasionally sucking on the sensitive tip as he cried out above you. 

Seonghwa had known about your oral fixation for a while now, he usually would let you suck on his fingers while he fucked you from behind in the dorm to keep you quiet, or you’d suck on his bottom lip when kisses would turn sloppy, but this? 

You broke him from his thought as you started to take more of him in your mouth, earning a hiss from him. You hold onto his thighs for support as you continue to bob up and down his length, setting a quick pace. 

“Fuck, that’s it angel,” He spits as his hands tangle in your hair “you always take me so well.” 

You pause at his tip again, paying attention to swirling your tongue around it, collecting more of the fluid seeping out before bobbing back down. 

You release his member with a soft pop, quickly replacing your mouth with your hand, looking up at him. “You’re doing so good for me, pretty boy… making such pretty noises for me,” you coo at him as you work your hand up and down his length. 

“Angel, so… so close please,” He cries out as he softly massages your scalp. “Don’t stop”

All you could do is smirk at him, lowering yourself back down on his length, speeding up your motions. Seonghwa threw his head back, letting out a guttural moan as his grip on your hair tightened.

“A-Angel, slow down, I-I’m not gonna -” 

His entire body shudders, white ribbons coat the inside of your mouth, flowing down your throat as his release hits him. His grip on your hair loosens as he comes down from his high, as you sit back and look up at him, showing off his release in your mouth, before shutting your mouth again and swallowing it as you maintain eye contact with him, before his head falls back against the couch again.

You stand back up, leaning forward to place a soft kiss to his forehead causing him to look up at you with a soft smile. You reach out to cup his face, running your thumb over his cheek as you return his smile, as you move to curl up next to him on the couch. You lay your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat as you soak in the feeling of being next to your love once again.

“I missed you so much, Hwa.”

“I missed you too, Angel.”

[olderthannetfic]

Re: "people are shocked because the attitude you are describing Kills People. that is not an exaggeration, that is not a joke, and that is not a hypothetical."

I'm the "confused" kpop anon from before. Reading comprehension should be taught more thoroughly in schools, clearly, because it's clear that this person and I agree. The problem is the alienation of "the Self" under capitalism as companies sell fans a mockery of whatever they want via "the idol." What I expressed my confusion about is how kpop fans, really stans in general, don't see how this (the dehumanization of people) is the logical conclusion from their model of business. You have to either reject or accept all of what comes with stan culture. There is no in-between. Companies and stans can't rely or brag about people mass buying albums to then turn around and complain that there's a "dating scandal." Stans are upset because companies have been marketing male and female idols as surrogate boyfriends and girlfriends to fans for decades, so they're upset when they date people and have lies. It forces the fans to confront the reality of their one-sided relationship. It's a toxic culture that the kpop (and western) music industry relies on to keep itself afloat. The entire culture has to change (stop calling them "idols," for a start), but until then, while fans indulge in said culture when it benefits them and selectively opt out when it doesn't, I don't understand why people are surprised. It's like superintendents of a school district being surprised test scores dropped after cutting school budgets for 5 years consecutively. What, exactly, do y'all expect? This is the logical conclusion.

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[hrts4hanniehae]

Take a Chance with Me || fifteen (finale)

ib Daytime Star

~2 years later~

of course she was upset that cheol's schedule had been so hectic lately, but she too had been drowning in work. sure it was their careers... but their schedules had ruined not only their first relationship anniversary but also their get-back-together anniversary! they were not even in the same country for BOTH of those dates. it was a bit painful but she had to deal with it.

the greetings for the fan meet went really well with her performance being almost perfect (except for her small wardrobe malfunction when her ripped jeans ripped even more than they should) but fans all got even more excited when they saw her in a much more flattering dress.

some of her celebrity friends came to visit her and of course, pretended to be die-hard fans. even the twitter fans @ yn_hrts and others were also present. this was the happiness of being an idol that she remembered.

it was coming to the end of the fan meet. the stack of gifts she had received were all behind her and she was focused on drawing something on a fan's notebook.

when that fan had moved on, she greeted the next person without looking up. "hi! thank you for waiting and thanks for coming! shall i sign something?"

"yea. could you sign this?" the paper before her was filled with text in black and white. without reading the contents she looked up at the person in front of her.

"CHEOL??"

"hello my love."

"what the hell r u doing here?"

"yn, my dear, please read the paper."

she finally looked down.

"oh my god."

it was a marriage certificate.

the whole room was screaming and she looked to her right.

choi seungcheol, the alpha of kpop and the leader of seventeen, her boyfriend, was on one knee holding a small box with the most beautifully intricate ring she'd ever seen.

"oh my god."

"The first day we met, you tripped and fell into me. But it ended up being me who fell for you first. Your laughter, your kindness, and the way you make every day brighter – it all captured my heart. We've been through so much together, shared our dreams, and faced challenges hand in hand. And through it all, my love for you has only deepened. We had our problems and we had our happiness. And now, I only want to bring you tears of joy and not sorrow. Not now, not ever. Those 3 years of distance from you were our darkest times. Now, I want to be happy together. Yn Ln, my love, my happiness, will you take a chance and marry me?"

she was crying. she couldn't believe it. he was proposing? here?

"yn?"

"yes. yes i'll marry you, my cheolie." and she signed the certificate.

"SHE SAID YES!" - hoshi

"oh my god hoshi not so loud!" - seungkwan

seungcheol had planned to be the last "fan" for the day, but in his haste, he had accidentally started queuing too early. so yn had to continue the fan meet for the rest of the fans with him sitting beside her.

"congrats on your engagement, yn-noona and seungcheol-oppa!!"

"thank you."

"oh my god i'm so nervous. bn do i look okay? oh my god." - yn

"yn you look great. don't worry so much" - bn

"yn your hair is out of place at the back." - jae

"thank you jae. see, bn, i don't look great." - jae

"oh my god don't do this right now." - bn

"jeonghan where are the rings oh my god." - seungcheol

"i've told you five times, they are with dino." - jeonghan

"do i look okay? oh my god, i see her dad." - seungcheol

"you've seen her dad so many times..." - wonwoo

"hyung, stop freaking out." - vernon

"i'm getting married, how can i not be nervous?" - seungcheol

"it'd better not be cold feet..." - hoshi

"it's not. i'm just scared that something will go wrong. I want to marry her so badly but what if something goes wrong?" - seungcheol

"we'll be there to sort it out, hyung." - dino

"you're getting married today in the best wedding possible. end of story. stop freaking out." - jeonghan

of course, the wedding went smoothly. cheol's vows made yn cry and yn's vows made seventeen cry. seungcheol was surprisingly very teary when yn put his ring on and he almost burst into tears after their first kiss as a married couple.

the dispatch photographer took so many photos that they had to dedicate almost 10 posts just to this wedding.

when it came to the bouquet toss... who knew that it'd be wonwoo to catch it, leaving mingyu a bright red mess. (luckily the dispatch photographer had left)

they were finally married.

"i'm glad you decided to take a chance with me, seungcheol. because this love we have, you can't find it with anyone else. thank you for loving me, choi seungcheol. today is the day i become choi yn. i've never been happier to be yours."

"thank you, yn, my love, for allowing me to take a chance with you. because you are the one thing i can't lose. i look into your eyes and i see forever. i'm forever yours. i'd be ln seungcheol if you insisted, but seeing how you're so happy to be my mrs choi, i'm so happy i get to call you mine."

-fin-

a/n thank you to those who always commented/reblogged my posts. yall have a special place in my heart!! we are finally at the official end of "Take a Chance with Me" and i hope y'all enjoyed it! do stay tuned for my other smaus!!!!

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summary: 3 years after your breakup with seungcheol, you release an album to cope with your still-broken heart. you didn't expose his name but quickly, your fans and fans of svt begin to connect the dots to the past you wish you could relive. little did you know, the man you loved so desperately would begin to chase you back with the same desperation you so very much desired

inspired by: take a chance with me

pairing: idol!choi seungcheol × fem!idol!reader

genre: past relationship, fluff, angst, best friend!booseoksoon, smau, miscommunication, pining, 2nd chance

warnings: implied self harm/depression, hate comments, updates irregular but will finish because i cried when i thought abt this idea

started: 13.12.23 ended: 28.12.23

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[getyourdirtyhandsoffme]

STARS AND RAINDROPS

Seungmin x Gnreader (POC FREE)

Genre: light angst with a happy ending (something like that). Hurt and comfort.

Summary: Having an idol boyfriend has been so difficult that you two wouldn't have time to be together, even in his free time he always busy. You started to overthink; overthinking the fact he doesn't have time for you at all and using his "free day" times as an excuse to not be with you anymore. Almost like he doesn't have time for you. You made you feel lonely.

Warning: slight (?) Arguments, Stress out Seungmin, Overthinking Reader, Anxiety, Misunderstanding (?), cursing, they need to hang out more until things turn bad!! Didn't really proof read so grammar and spelling might be ass along with my memory.

Please reblog, like and/or comment if you can! I love the support! Thank you!

It was lonely. Very lonely.

You sat down on the grey couch staring at the clock that was above the television. You and Seungmin live together in a shared apartment making it easier to see each other more...well that's what both of you thought until you haven't seen him for months.

Of course, you know he is a busy man and being a kpop idol would lead him to be absent at home almost everyday, you knew this when he confessed to you, you knew the consequences of dating a kpop idol.

But things felt different, you've been missing his presence, his warmth, everything about it.

The bed felt empty without him.

He used to come home when he is free and of course you two would usually make calls then and there when he is on break but nothing rang your phone besides maybe family members or friends. Even spam calls called you more than Seungmin.

You two felt distant, well you felt distant, you didn't know what Seungmin was feeling.

A month for not being home and you wish everyday that some miracle he does come home with a big small and hugs yet nothing happened.

You even know his schedule since you both have a shared calendar together, you check every time. You know his breaks yet he isn't here or calling you. You knew his free times where he can rest until the next come back but he isn't here or calling you.

You felt almost desperate to the point you watch videos of him. You miss his voice to the point you cried yourself to sleep as the TV plays Seungmin's voice helping you relax.

It felt almost embarrassing, yet you couldn't help it. It's normal to miss your lover, right?

But...does he miss you like you do?

You thought about it plenty of times but you try not to because you hate to let that overthinking stress you out yet you couldn't help it. Why else he wouldn't show up in his free days or even call you.

You two do a test but it felt dry. It's always a simple "Hello" but not "I love you" or "I miss you."

You miss him so much.

You are lonely.

You continued on staying up, there was no point in sleeping. Even PuppyM couldn't help you sleep like you used to; it wasn't the same.

The clock struck 3, he still wasn't here.

You wonder if he has been sleeping somewhere else. Back to the dorms? Sleeping in someone else's house? Is he cheating on you?

You shook your head, forcing yourself to stop overthinking again and stopping yourself from going to sleep.

That's when you finally heard it, the rattle of the shared apartment opening.

You quickly look in the direction of where the door was to meet with a tired Seungmin wearing a black hoodie and a mask, he lazily took off his shoes replacing it with the slippers and even throwing his keys into the bowl.

You couldn't help but smile as you quickly got up and went up to him to give you a hug but he didn't hug you back.

He muttered a few words, almost like he was annoyed as he nudged you to get off of him. Not wanting to deal with the affection at this time or day.

You let go, feeling sad but still happy that he was back.

"Hey, love, I miss you. How was your busy day?" You softly question but he responded was a groan with a bunch of gibberish as he walks to the couch, sitting himself down as he placed his hands to cover his face.

"You must be very tired, luckily you have a break day tomorrow so we can hang out more an-"

"Can you please shut the fuck up."

You stood there confused as you quickly shut your mouth. Ignore the pain in your chest from his harsh tone.

"God, you are so annoying, can't you see i'm tired. I don't have any energy to talk or even deal with affection. Jeez..." He scratches his head, messing his hair around as he glares at you.

"I-i'm sorry? I just haven't seen you for months, you haven't been coming here in your free days and haven't been calling me around your break days at least once. Of course I'll act like this..."

You fiddle your fingers around, not knowing what to do.

"Get used to it then. Not everyone is free, even on my break or free days I'm not free. Can't you understand? I don't have time for this or you!" His voice is getting louder, clearly pissed off.

His words repeat in your head as you feel yourself shaking a bit.

"Seungmin, you don't mean that right? Don't have time for me? You did though. Even your members seem to have time for me to text me around their breaks but you're the only one who isn't....it doesn't make sense..."

You softly said, as you rub your arm to calm yourself.

Seungmin gets irritated as he gets up from the couch, muttering more of how he doesn't have time for this nonsense.

"You are so damn clingy, just because my members are free doesn't equal everyone. Fuck, shut up! I just knew being in a relationship is a bad idea, I don't need this!"

He shouts, not processing the words he saying until he quickly becomes quiet.

You stood there as you finally broke down crying.

"So you regret being in a relationship, I just miss you! I'm even worried as well...don't you miss me as well? Do you think of me like how I think of you?"

Seungmin doesn't respond as he just walks away to the bedroom, slamming the door behind him.

You couldn't believe it.

Maybe you were right.

You quickly change your slippers to your shoes and grab your keys as you walk out of the shared bedroom not wanting to deal with him, you need a break just how he needs a break to be with you.

Yet, he couldn't commit to that.

You have been ignoring his calls and text.

Every time you unlock your phone, you always see a new message from him.

Few messages talking about where you were, how he misses you and how sorry he was but you don't know if he actually meant it.

You were too clingy for him.

Like you were bothering him.

You power off your phone as you stay at your friend's house, an old college friend. You didn't tell them what happened, all they know is that you need to stay with them just for a few weeks or more depending how difficult the situation will be.

It was nice for a while but you still felt lonely.

You were too stubborn to go back and talk to him.

Your mind kept racing with thoughts that he could move on to find someone better, someone who can tolerate and commit to him and maybe commit to that person. Well, if he finds time for that.

You were hungry and wanted to make a meal but the ingredients you needed wasn't there so you went out to go grocery shopping.

It felt windy but nice outside. It was a bit dark but you can handle yourself.

You walk to the closest grocery store, grabbing your cart and going around, looking for the stuff you needed.

You look around until you find the item you were looking for, as you were about to grab it, someone else touched your hand making you back away.

"Oh, sorry, you can grab it if you like..." You said as you look up to see Seungmin who was staring back at you in shock.

You both dared not to say anything.

You felt relief in your buddy, almost wanting to hug him but stopped yourself as you grabbed what you needed and speed walked out. Not looking behind you.

You maybe should've checked the weather.

You were outside of the grocery store, holding one bag as you felt the hard raindrops hitting your clothes.

You sighed.

As you were about to walk back to your friend's house, an umbrella was placed on top of you. You looked up to see who it was. It was Seungmin.

Seungmin looked away awkwardly.

"I know you hate getting sick..." He mutters.

You just stared at him as he finally looks back at you.

"Um, can we talk?"

You sighed then nodded as you both walked to the park, it was silent other than crickets making small annoying noises.

"I know you are mad at me, you probably still are but can you please come back home. I miss you so much and I regret everything I said. I was just stressed out with work! Of course I think about you a lot, I miss you hugs, your kisses, your laughter. I was just so worked up in this comeback I just can't seem to go home. I shouldn't have lashed my anger at you. I know I fucked up real bad but please..."

You watch Seungmin tear up, as he keeps on apologizing.

"Seungmin, you said that you didn't have time for me, you regret being in a relationship and how clingy I am. You literally hurt me."

He nods, agreeing with everything you said.

"Yes, I know but trust me, I was just stressed but I promise you I'll commit into our relationship more. Please, just don't break up with me. I can't lose you." Seungmin cries out to you.

You think, hesitate on what to do.

You hated being lonely.

You miss him.

You love him.

You and him.

Yet you were scared that it would happen again and again. You were scared that he wouldn't commit to it like he said right now.

"Please, I'm sorry..."

You sighed, smiling a bit as you slowly hugged him. Seungmin quickly hugs you back. Latching inti your waist.

"Seungmin, you have to be true to your words. I'm scared that it will happen again..."

You felt Seungmin shaking his head.

"Believe me, if I ever become stressed again, I promise I wouldn't shout at you. Let's hang out, let's make out, let's hold hands or whatever. I love you."

You chuckled a bit as you felt yourself crying as well as you look at the sky, watching the bright stars as more rain pour down into both of you.

"You better. Now take me home, I'm hungry."

Seungmin smiles at you as you both walk away, leaving your friend confused on why you haven't come back yet.

Besides that, you're not lonely anymore.

Hope you all enjoyed it, this was very long I'm not gonna lie. Anyways, Cya!

[harufluff]

‘i love you 3000’ nishimura riki

warnings - none. let me know if there are any.

genre - fluff, angst, idol!riki x gn!reader, enhypen x reader, established relationship au, enhypen au (feedback appreciated :))

sorry i’ve been so inactive. lots of school stuff and mental stuff. send in some soft hours cause i finally have some time and i feel bad for not posting in 10 days…

you had no plans of being where you were right now. sitting in your boyfriends arms for the first time almost two years.

two years…too long to be away from your favorite person. riki being the famous idol that he was, you didn’t get to see him anymore.

your best friend since grade school, turned love of your life at the age of 14, just before he left to pursue his dream.

and his dream took off. he became a member one of the most well known kpop groups and the world knew him just as the baby of enhypen.

you knew him as riki. the shy boy who loved dancing and the boy you for in love with for just that. although he had come back to his home, it was only to see his family due to limited time.

seeing him was the best thing ever. how did you get here you ask? well he did the most romantic thing posible. practically straight out of a kdrama.

quietly sitting on the cinder block fence along with your other peers. your friends talking amongst themselves as you sit in the world of your book.

‘y/n!!’ your head pops up from the book you were reading at the sound of a familiar voice. your head whips around to the tall boy standing at the gates of your school, and his old one.

with his eyes wide he starts sprinting over to you in excitement. you barely get up from your seat without falling and run over to riki as well.

you heart was beating so fast it was getting hard to breath. oh god but you had to keep going if you wanted to finally get him in your arms. it felt like if you stopped now, he would be gone for another 2 years.

but after what feels like a million years, your jumping into his warm grasp. your legs circle around his waist as he lifts you off the ground like it’s nothing.

to be honest your whole school could be looking at you, but it’s all the same people you’ve been with since middle school. if they were to be confused, we’ll that would just be rude in your mind.

riki starts swaying in attempts to calm the both of you down, but stops when you say this and his heart swells.

‘i love you’

——

‘why did you say it all of a sudden…?’

riki asks, you still laying in between his legs on your bed as you watch some random tv show, not even caring what was happening.

it was just peaceful riki catch-up hug time.

‘what do you mean?’

you ask, your voice muffled from your face being buried into his chest. he smiled sweetly at you cute action.

‘why did you say the L word right when i got back?’

‘why do you think?’

your face being pulled out of your very comfortable position to look at the boy in front of you in the eyes. his expression was questioning, still waiting for your answer.

he seemed to think for a few seconds before shrugging his shoulders and looking back at you with a pout. you smile before saying,

‘i’ve wanted to say it this whole two years. but i wanted to say it to your face more.’

his eyes widened and a contagious smile grew on his face, his eyes turning into crescents. rikis hands moved from their previous position to your cheeks, gently cupping them and continuing.

‘i’m glad you did’

riki kisses you sweetly but passionately, letting you know you are just where you are supposed to be in this moment.

‘i love you 3000’

©️Harufluff 2023 | Do not copy, repost, or claim any of my works.

send in soft hours!!

[twopoppies]

Hi!! First time in ur inbox- sorry it's such word vomit. I've seen you be so sweet to people in your asks and I thought I'd join with my own thoughts that have been rattling around in my head since last night.

Why is it that the general population see larries as actually, genuinely, crazy and delusional fans? I know it serves it's purpose in maintaining the believability of a closet, but

when i got into the fandom and started going through all the receipts& explanations, I remember still being on the fence for a while, unsure and sort of paranoid about whether I was allowed to believe in it. I can remember telling a friend that asked if I thought it was real: "The craziest part is that you look through everything, read about PR and closeting in the industry, and you are left thinking: Well, holy shit. It's entirely possible that this is true. It wouldn't even be a special case- all of these things that fans theorise about Larry have 100% happened to other celebs."

I understand people not wanting to believe in 'conspiracies' but when it's straight relationships, it's ok? when it's the mainstream media narrative, it's ok? even though artists have told us repeatedly that the media has their own agenda? I'll never get that. How are we the crazy ones? They're the hypocrites.

Because I'm new to the fandom I've been watching old clips on youtube, and I got recommended a video essay on 1D and the whole comment section was full of people saying larries caused gaylor to happen (ew as if we would ever), and comparing what we believe to kpop stans thinking every one of their idols is secretly dating (which btw, yes kpop stans are intense and often fall for easily debunked conspiracies but. statistically speaking, some of those boys have GOT to be fruity.)

It just makes me wonder why people have to come at us like that. Saying all our proof can be debunked... a lot of it can lol but that's more of an issue of younger or naiver people getting obsessed with the idealised romance of H&L and seeing writing on the wall when it's just some accidental smudges. If they don't want to believe us, fine. But why are they so sure they know better than we do?

Hi, love. This would be a PhD thesis if I really broke it down. But I think a couple of the main reasons are that 1DHQ worked overtime on the gaslighting and the story that larries ruined HL's friendship. Then they added in "Louis" tweeting about how Larry is bullshit, and he's straight, and he's had to deny "Larry" a bunch of times over the years. So from the early days, it was considered being a "good fan" to shit on larries. Then, add in that Harry was marketed as a womanizer, Louis was marketed as the world's best boyfriend, and tabloids calling anyone "crazy" who thought they could be anything but aggressively straight. Larries just became the scapegoat.

Add in a sprinkle of homophobia ("stop assigning a sexuality to people" as if "straight" isn't a sexuality) and compulsory heterosexuality, and you've got a perfect storm. Plus, unless you've got a basic understanding of closeting and the way the music/film industries operate and only you've really followed things from early on and cataloged the insane amount of "coincidences," it's easy to explain everything away.

more here

[soothinglee]

even if my heart stops beating⏤✰

seungmin x reader | 1.6k✔︎

my notes⎯ hello everyone ! I know it's been a while since I've actually wrote something ! I actually got hit by a bus! yeah I had to sue this company called "writers block" and I finally got a settlement! (also happy new year!) I recently (like a week ago) got into Kpop, specifically Stray Kids ! I've read some fan fictions (shameless) about some of my favorites and got inspo to write one! thank you @soobnny . also I haven't wrote anything in a while so i'm a little rusty, i'll be as good as new soon!

warning⎯ mentions of vomit (used as word vomit) and crying.

genre⎯ angst to comfort.✔︎

songs⎯ six feet under; billie eilish | pretty boy; the neighborhood

the old rusted clock that came with the condo you and seungmin bought sits perched on the top of the fridge. Its old, wooden frame slowly caves in on itself as time goes on.

not even an hour or two ago you had happily entered your home to start cooking dinner, not even worrying about showering first because you were so excited to have dinner with your boyfriend.

even going out of your way to spend a hundred dollars over the amount you usually spend to give seungmin the greatest 'welcome home' feast. he and the rest of stray kids had been on tour for the last couple months, traveling all over the world to perform at concerts and do collaborations with other idols to promote their new albums.

sure, it had been lonely, being by yourself all of the time, the only glimpse of your boyfriend you could get is when he could facetime you for 2 minutes or when he responded back to a text 4 hours later. but you understood, you knew what you were getting yourself into even when you started becoming friends with him.

if anything, you were strong, understanding, and flexible to when he couldn't make it to something like a movie night or date when his plane arrives later or practice runs over.

the only thing now, is that he had promised you that he could make it on time to dinner. sending countless 'I swear ill be there' texts and swift calls ensuring his presences at the dinner table during his dance rehearsals.

but now you were sitting at the table alone. a cold jajangmyeon sits in the platter in front of you, a similar on across the table from you. looking up at that old clock the hour turns to 10 and he's officially 2 hours late. it wasn't unknown for him to run a little over his time but this was unbelievable. you curse yourself for being naive and truly thinking he would keep to his word.

as you get up and clean the meal that you created you feel a little piece inside of you break, watching your hard work spill into the leftover containers like your tears. this was embarrassing, waiting around like a puppy in hopes your owner comes home. you were loyal and hopeful to a fault but wasting time and money like this was just unacceptable.

by the time seungmin walked through the front door it was half pass midnight and you had situated yourself infront of the t.v watching a new drama a colleague from work recommended.

"(name)." he calls out, you hear his shoes hit the wall as he takes them off, and then theres a shuffle as he organizes them on the shoe rack. you hear him leave his keys in the bowl on the desk that was by the front door, his footsteps growing louder as he nears the living room.

"(name)." he calls out again, seeing you lay in a cocoon of blankets in the dark, he think maybe you're sleeping so he quietly discards his winter coat on the back of the couch. he flicks on the lamp on the other side of the couch to bring in some light. though when he comes around to sit down he finds your eyes wide open, "why didn't you answer me when I called?"

"why didn't you come on time like you promised?" you quipped back quietly, suddenly too exhausted to have any conversation with him. you try and sink further into the thick blanket as you watch the Netflix symbol load and the next episodes intro plays.

you can't see his face but when he sighs and shifts in his spot you can hear the hesitance, "you already know why, practice ran late, like always."

"whatever."

"'whatever?' what's going on with you?"

"nothing." your tone is snipped but honestly you couldn't care less. somewhere in your soul you feel as though this might be a little extreme of an reaction but there is only so much patience you can give one person. you constantly make time for him and this relationship, so why couldn't he move things around and do the same for you? your eyes remain on the television.

seungmins eyes dart quickly to the t.v and then back to you, noticing that your full attention isn't on him, so he leans over you and goes to grab the remote from your hands. at the sudden loss of contact you make a move to try and get the remote back from him but he effectively powers down the t.v and discards in on the coffee table.

"I'll only repeat myself so many times, what's going on?"

it was like a newfound energy fizzled at your toes and pushed itself up and towards your head, your body springs up from its sideways position and you angle yourself to face seungmin.

though the light was somewhat dim due to only the lamp being on, he could see the red-rim of your eyes and the dried streaks of tears sticking to your cheeks. obviously, it had been evident that you had been crying.

seungmins eyes soften for a moment, he reaches out to try and smooth out the puffiness of your cheeks but as soon as you see his hand coming you push it away, "you were crying?" it comes out more of a statement than a concerned question, but the worry was still evident in his tone.

"duh," you start, suddenly feeling uncomfortable in the tense space, you find comfort in the carpet on the ground. you were feeling...nervous. you didn't want to cause anymore problems but things won't get solved unless they are discussed, which in all honesty, the thought of confrontation in the first place is feared.

you need to get it out, you can't stop living like this. deep down you know he cares but you have to stop going off of assumptions. either he's going to show up or not, it was clear already that you showed up no matter how busy you were.

"do you even still love me?"

the question tumbles from your lips before you could even process what you were saying. maybe it wasn't what you wanted to convey exactly but it was definitely a start.

"what?" his airy voice sounds dumbfounded which makes sense. the intense look you're giving him plus the profound, out-of-the-blue question throws him off guard.

of course he loves you, why would you ever think anything different? "where is this coming from?"

"well it's just that every time we have something planned your work gets in the way. I spend hours and hours getting ready, trying to look my best, just to waste the day sitting on the couch waiting for you to come home. sometimes I'm waiting so long I fall asleep! I put so much effort into being a good girlfriend! hell, I even spent over 100 dollars on dinner tonight because I knew you had a hectic day, it took me two hours to make it just for it to go cold and put into a container,"

your voice chokes up, full of exhaustion and disappointment. you feel the tears pooling in your eyes but have no energy to stop them. you really want to quit the word vomit but there's no point, theres more to be said.

"I try so hard to not get disheartened but it gets so hard when you don't even try. sometimes I feel like you don't even care about this relationship anymore, like you don't care about m-"

just as you were about to finish your words were muffled by hands on your face, and lips on yours. seungmin had kissed you to stop your rambling. you couldn't help but to feel relieved and somewhat offended.

"stop." he whispers as he takes a breath, his hands still on your face, foreheads connecting, "please stop." his voice crack under pressure, its subtle but at the lack of distance between you two you can hear it so well. your eyes are closed, trying to get your own tears at bay but hearing how emotional he's becoming breaks you. a sob teeters at your bottom lip but you force it still.

"don't you ever think that I don't care. I always have." he pauses and wipes the stray tears on your face with his thumbs, "I'm so sorry I've made you feel like this. god I'm such a bad boyfriend, this is my fault."

you try to move away to comfort him but he holds you in place gently, you sniffle and reach up to brush the bangs from his face.

"I promise you I'll be more attentive, ill take you out everyday, spend as much time with you, cook for you, miss practices all the time just to make sure you know I care about you."

"you promised earlier but you didn't come!" you cry, recounting how long you waited.

"I know!" his voice quivers as his hands tremble, lightly shaking your head, "I know...and i'll never forgive myself. you don't know how much you've shaped me into the person I am now and I- I have no clue what I would do without you. I just have a poor way of showing it."

you grip on his wrists, mimicking him with your eyes squeezed shut, you stopped trying to keep the tears in awhile ago, letting them fall freely into your covered lap. "how do I know I can trust you? I'm so sick of feeling like this."

"I promise you I will prioritize you more than anything, Idol life, dancing, singing- whatever, does not come before you. I won't leave you hanging like this anymore, i'm sorry I didn't pay more close attention to your feelings," his bottom lips shakes as he takes another deep breath, he opens his eyes and you can see pass the tears and sorrow a new found determination.

"even if my heart stops beating, you're the only one I need."

past your wary judgement...you believe him...

[goldenhallyu]

Why Sulli is one of my biggest inspirations

Hello i'd like to share some of the reasons why Sulli (aka Jinri) is one of my favorite people in the korean entertainment industry and why she is such an inspiring woman. I also provided links to several articles so you can read more in depth about certain amazing things she's done.

!Note that south korea is a highly conservative and misogynistic country. Especially in the idol industry, women are judged for every single little thing they do. Sulli however decided to lean against the standards set for female idols and always did as she pleased and what she thought was right. It's sad that only now after she passed netizens are being nice and supportive towards her. I'd like to share some of the reasons why she was such an inspirational woman and why she should never be forgotten!

1.Going Braless . Sulli didn't like wearing bras

and would often post pictures of herself while not wearing one. Of course this shouldn't be considered an issue at all but even western countries often still take offense to it fsm so obviously highly conservative korea was very unhappy about her decision and would send her lots of hate and call her vulgar names for it. She never stopped doing it though.

2. Abortion Rights

Sulli is pro choice! She celebrated South Korea changing their anti abortion laws which ofc was yet another reason for people to hate her.

3. Raised awareness on her public instagram about comofort women and showed her sympathy despite knowing she'll make her japanese fans upset by shedding light on it .

Japanese people often don't like to acknowlage their war crimes and felt very offended by Sulli for talking about it on her social media. Being the woman supporting feminist she is, she thought it was an important topic to discuss and posted about it regardless.

4. Openly shared her relationship

Dating is often completly banned for kpop idols altogether and only few dare to make their relationship public. Only in recent years have idols slowly starting sharing their relationship status. But back then idols tried their absolute hardest to hide that they're dating in fear of facing MASSIVE backlash, sometimes even receiving death threats. Yet Sulli openly posted photos of her and her now ex boyfriend on her instagram like any other normal person would.

5. Openly expressed her sexuality

making her own choices on when or how she decides to be sexy, taking all power from netizens sexualizing her against her will. This is a big issue in the idol industry, especially due to conservative views, a woman openly showing herself to be a self empowered sexual individual is looked down upon and seen as offensive. Netizens often called her mentally unstable, dirty, nasty and a wh*re for simply not wearing a bra or showing cleavage (which is quite scandalous in korea) or taking sexy photos as an adult woman! She talked about this and the double standards in depth in Persona:Sulli!

6. Defended herself

It's very rare for idols to stand up for themselves especially in such a blunt, forward way. Usually when idols have to apologize for the most mundane stuff, an official apology is issued through the agency but Sulli always took matters into her own hands.

7. Endured a massive amount of hate and ultimately left f(x) for the sake of protecting herself from hate and persuing her true artistic visions

She was constantly harrassed from her "attitude" to her looks, her views, her behavior and her talents.

8. Publicly discussed mental health, inlcuding her own struggles,

and based her solo debut around DiD. Mental Health was and still is very stigmatised in South Korea. While it's slowly changing, talking about such things back then was seen as highly controversial and people wouldn't be very understanding at all. Moreover netizens would think of idols to be ungrateful if they'd ever talked about their struggles.

9. Just overall always supported women and their rights. (girls supporting girls shirt, talked about being a feminist and wanting women to be equal on tv and defending fellow female idols).

Again, with Korea being a very conservative and sexist country, people sent her a massive amount of hate (mostly men) for speaking up about womens rights. This still happens to other female idols today when they declare themselves to be feminists.

10. Was unapoligeticly herself no matter what.

Always showing her personality and interests and voicing her opinions. She loved showing everyone how fun loving and free spirited she is . All she ever wanted was to be loved by others but she still didn't want to change her identity for others to do so.

11. Loved herself and her beauty

and would also voice it yet she was never arrogant or felt like she was better than anyone because she's pretty (Persona:Sulli)

12. She critizised the idol industry and the publics treatment towards idols (see Persona:Sulli)

13. Sent a low income student a feminine hygiene package for free

and planned to regulary send out packages to girls who couldn't afford to buy these products themselves. Unfortunatly she passed away before she had the chance to do so.

Theres so much more to Sulli. But these are some of the main points as to why I love her so much.

She endured the tremendous amount of hate for such a long time and despite feeling hurt she always remained true to herself. She struggled a lot but always continued doing what she thought was right and didn't apologize for simply living her life and being a feminist.

[cherrysoojins]

i lovedddd your jisung boyfriend texts and i saw your request posts and that it was open i neeeededddd to ask if you could make just a short cute fic of going on a grocery run, getting coffee, just anything like that w/ jisung :((((

ur lucky i was in a creative mood tonight because i had like 2 paragraphs already done for this and this inspired me to finish it

press here for the reference post !!

savoring.

every moment you’re able to share with jisung, you will savor it till the end, just as you do the last bite of sweet pastries.

idol! jisung x college! reader, fluff, affection, sfw, coffee dates, dates in general, cute & sweet, even made me a lil’ giddy writing it and thats hard to do bc i find everything cringe, short oneshot/drabble, not proofread.

“i don’t like it,” jisung commented, sliding the flavorful coffee he begged you to try back to your side of the table, making you roll your eyes and take it back, a small smile on your lips as you brought your lips to the straw to drink it.

“you only like americanos. which is so odd because you have a sweet tooth.” you replied, taking your eyes off your phone to see him happily slurping on his iced americano with a small little dance that never failed to make you roll your eyes, look down at your phone again and act like you don’t know him.

it was your weekly coffee date, but with a twist. you two went to new coffee places every week, your goals being to go to every single coffee place in seoul. oddly enough, some blogger had already done that and there was a list online of literally every single coffee place in seoul, constantly getting updated with new ones to you and jisung’s advantage. what’s even more shocking, you two aren’t even half way through the list despite being at this for a year.

but you also remembered jisung is literally part of one of the most popular kpop groups right now, constantly touring and having a busy schedule, and you were in your second to last year in college that was probably the hardest year of your life that took up a lot of your time as well.

so moments like these with him, you both savored and made the most out of it. you two only separated ways when it was about to hit midnight and you two had to begrudgingly leave each other to go back to your busy lives.

“what’s after this?” jisung asked plucking your phone from your hand and putting it in your vintage tote bag that he refused to let you carry on your own, putting his own phone in shortly after.

the simple gesture made you giddy, making you want to stomp your feet at the butterflies fluttering in your stomach. it was so simple, but it showed that he wanted your full attention and wanted the day to be just about you two without distractions.

“my friend just opened a bakery a couple blocks away from here,” you said, both hands on your coffee as you stirred it around with your straw, looking back up at him with a smile. “we should stop there first. then grocery shopping?” you asked him.

“sounds good, baby.” he replied sweetly, grabbing your tote bag from off the back of the chair and slinging it on his shoulder, pulling his black mask over his face and making sure his beige bucket hat sat over his eyes to complete the disguise.

as you got up, grabbing your coffee and his because he was already carrying your bag, it was only fair you also carried something of his, he approached you quickly, pulling his mask down and bringing his hands to your cheeks to make you look at him mid reaching across the small circular table to grab his coffee, pressing his lips against yours.

“god, you taste like that coffee.” he said in mock disgust, pulling his mask back up and grabbing his coffee before you could, starting to walk towards the door of the cafe.

yeah, you will continue to savor these sweet little moments as much as possible.

[yunarim]

Seeing you knowing a thing or two about kpop makes me wanna spoil you with many kpop songs inspired requests... May I request pomefiore reacting to an idol!reader (pref fem but gender neutral would be ok too if you want) whose group is similar to dreamcatcher (songs, outfits, etc)? Have a good day!!

⟣┄─ The thoughts that stopped, I return my steps to you ɞ ┆✦ characters : vil schoenheit, rook hunt, epel felmier ┆✦ tags : fem!reader (no pronouns used though), fluff, reader is not yuu (but the name yuu mentioned in order to avoid calling reader y/n)

✦ Vil Schoenheit — In the Frozen

— He knew you before you got acquainted with anyone in NRC because he saw you on stage.

— He saw your debut and he also even did a photoshoot with you once.

— Vil knows how much idols work, so he deeply respects your work ethic but doesn’t really know much about you. 

— He’s not a big fan of dark concepts but one day he finds himself preparing for the photoshoot and watching your recent comeback while the stylist is doing his hair. 

— The moment you start singing your lines, his brows twitch a little, and his stylist smirks. 

— Your hairstyle is on point, your makeup is absolutely stunning. 

— The way you present yourself while singing and dancing is also incredibly professional, there’s no denying. You’re the artist, which is extremely admirable. 

— Somehow he thinks about your performance before going to sleep and watches the music video once more, which he would never do normally. 

— Ends up posting a story in MagiCam with your recent music album playing on repeat numerous times and tags your group official account with ‘What an excellent work.’

— Neige started sending Vil edits with your group. 

— Ha… That was annoying at first until one day your group, Vil and Neige, were invited to a radio show. 

— You look magnificent even when you’re not maintaining your mysterious fantasy-like persona on stage. 

— Radio host asks something here and there until the question is aimed directly at Vil.

— “And now to the questions from our listeners! Vil, if you were on a desert island with one of the band members, who would it be?”

— Vil already has the answer perfectly polished to the point he wouldn’t sound offensive or lead to unnecessarily hints and talks, but Neige suddenly interferes. 

— “Ah, forgive me for being rude, the question isn't for me, but I feel like Vil would get along with Yuu!”

— Why. For what reason.

— You smile at him gently, and he remembers you smiling the same way you did in the music video. 

— Neige is long forgotten by now, even if Vil agrees with him. 

— After the radio program you found yourselves stumbling upon each other on photoshoots and TV shows from time to time until you approach him first during one of your activities and straight up ask for his number.

— Congrats on now having a boyfriend who does your makeup, your hairstyle and also is good at giving a piece of advice when it comes to burnouts. 

— You two did a photoshoot with your group’s aesthetics and apparently half of the stan Magitter* went insane. *Magitter – an allusion to twitter

✦ Rook Hunt — Red Sun

— Saw Neige mentioning your group on MagiCam and the whole Pomefiore realized they have never seen the vice dome leader with such enormously huge heart-shaped sparkles in his eyes.

— The moment he saw you, Rook went on MagiTube* to watch every music video, show, vlog and other activities. 

— God he’s so whipped for the concept, he adores every little aesthetic detail in every outfit. 

— And your voice?!.. Ah, what a divine sound you make. All of the members do, there’s no denying, you all are extremely talented individuals. 

— And yet there’s something so captivating in you. 

— He wonders how it is even possible to enchant people with such a pristine, alluring voice, ah, you must be a dark angel, fallen into this obscure relentless world…

— Next day Rook found out about your group and every Pomefiore student who was spotted on the campus territory looked so drenched and that is no wonder, given how expressively Rook described your group image in every detail, appreciating your absolutely divine precious being and–

— In any case he’s now your loyal fan. 

— He proved to be a trustworthy art & culture manager after helping Vil organize his photoshoots and also giving advice to Neige’s managers. 

— No wonder he ended up preparing photoshoots for your group too.

— “Good morning,” you greet Rook, stretching out your hand for the handshake, and at the moment Rook thinks he’s the happiest man in the world.

— Not to mention your voice sounds so nice even when you’re not singing.

— Rook’s being very attentive to your little needs which is incredibly amazing to you.

— You blush a little when you realize you’ll miss him when the photoshoot is over.

— Worry not, you find a small card decorated with dark roses, the decoration fitting your recent comeback’s concept, with Rook’s number written in a bit of cursive handwriting.

— It doesn’t take long for you to fall in love, given how sweet he is.

— But aside from being just nice and attentive, he’s really helpful. 

— He always helps you to relieve some stress when you’re staying up late in the dancing studio by bringing your favorite snacks and just by being supportive. 

— You don’t reveal your relationship to the public, but somehow you end up bragging to Neige about the non-stop amount of ‘beauté!’ you heard every day. 

— You also ended up getting a few lines in French for the upcoming comeback.

— You wonder why. *MagiTube – an allusion to youtube

✦ Epel Felmier — PIRI

— He knows your group for two reasons: first, Ace and Deuce aren’t shutting up, so he first tried bearing with it, and second, your concept looks so refreshing. 

— He also likes this type of music, so in three days he knows your entire discography and sings ‘HOLD UP YEAH, I’M A GEEK THE BIG PARADOX’ part like his life depends on it.

— Unironically creates a MagiTok* account dedicated to making edits with your group.

— One day Ace sends him a magitok with your insanely well edited fancam and Epel says ‘Damn yeah. Btw I was the one who made it’ and Ace refuses to believe it until Epel shows him his account. 

— Your music is obviously a bop, and your recent album is a soty one, but he prefers rap lines more so he can practice his own rapping (he’s extremely good).

— One day your group visits NRC to film your upcoming music video in the Pomefiore dorm, so needless to say he’s excited.

— Epel understands he’s just a fan and there’s no way he would disturb you during filming.

— But huh no.

— You got lost on your way from the cafeteria to Pomefiore and Epel just happened to be there at the moment. 

— Goodness, you’re stunning. 

— Patterned gloves look very nice on your hands when he takes your hand in his quite casually and causes you to follow him.

— “Here you go, don’t get lost again, but finding me is also an option. Good luck on filming!”

— You ask if he’s been doing rap and he looooses it when you say he’s immensely incredible. 

— You also ask him for his socials so you two could chat from time to time and he realizes he makes a fatal mistake when he gives you his MagiTok account.

— He thought he would be over (though he wasn’t sure if it would be you who ended him or Vil but in any case), but you actually… praised him??

— After you suggest he join your entertainment’s editors he’s on cloud nine but still refuses because wouldn’t it be better for him to try casting with rap? He’s so real for this.

— You wonder how you got yourself a boyfriend who’s planning to outshine yourself (jokingly, he’s extremely supportive and he’s your number one loyal stan).

— You know the thing when fans count their days with the idol? He does that too but unironically.

— You feel like he makes and sends you magitoks more often then he messages you “good morning”.

— (No worries, you playfully annoy him too by not sanding new rap lines in the upcoming releases) *MagiTok – an allusion to tiktok

© yushiiae 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲, 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐲, 𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧.

[yuragiku]

hello all, it's almost a month, and i am not giving up. what happened to him was so unfair, and though some people deem the boycott as a fruitless endeavor, i for one think it has left a dent on their stocks and we're even seeing our sisters in seoul fight and boycott, with others in LA and the philippines also organizing their own protests. the movement is picking up, many news stations are covering this incident all across the world, and as a company with a reputation to uphold, i don't think sm can keep silent on the matter any longer. regardless of whether negative press is still press, what matters is that they have to respond, and whatever that decision is, i'm ready. this is no longer a situation where it is a "will he won't he" predicament. they have kicked him out under unfair grounds by reversing that return decision in basically two days, and he is no longer a part of the group. with all the hybe stuff coming out as well, i do think we'll see at least a small positive change in the direction of kpop from here on out (hopefully they'll unionize because wtf is this).

anywho, regarding updates on my end. i think i'll release the seunghan fic before the year ends as a personal expression of how much i value him in the group. i know some small writer on tumblr doesn't mean much, but truly, i hope i get to show my support of him through this. i would like to reiterate once again that i'm not an akgae, but rather, a proud ot7 supporter. they started as 7, they picked themselves, and he shouldn't pay the crimes for living life in a tough environment, and i also find it ironic that we write romantic things like dating for them but once it comes to light that they actually live like how we write them, normal people, all of a sudden it's a crime and he needs to be out of the group.

that should not be the case. i am sick and tired and have been for a long, long time. this parasocial industry must stop. people who are attached to their biases and idols have to seek help and mend their relationship with reality. for some, this is an outlet, and for others, it might be a silly crush. let it stay that way. don't let it get to the point where you believe you have a chance to meet and date them, because you don't. idols are people too, and we as people should see them as such, even if their marketing brands them as "boyfriends" through a paid platform...

the way i write the boys is the way i write them, a face claim. the people in my works are, i believe, my own characters with their own lives, and the boys are face claims to add to my story and make it more concrete, even if i do use their name and being in my work. in the end, it's all fiction. all my works are fictional, and are not deluded fantasies, and shouldn't be treated as such. they are a product of my imagination, and are separate from who these boys really are, on and off camera. please think about it this way whenever you read my works, even if it's nice to speculate, say, what they would be like in little alternate scenarios i've written for them.

lastly, stay strong. it's tough being a briize and has been way before this escalation of events. they have been through so much, and so have we. this boycott is also a break to me in a way, where i get to go offline and live my life as a grad student in a new country, meet new people, and remove myself from my world of plotlines, stories, and dialogue. after all, it's these experiences that fuel us into better writers, and these experiences that make us human. who's to say riize can't have that for themselves?

let them live. let us live. log off and see the world.

in earnest,

yura.

[avianyuh]

Making Time- Mark Lee

You had been working as a dancer for entertainment companies since you graduated High School. You had no interest of becoming an idol, you just loved to dance. Many of your friends would constantly tell you that they thought you should audition for a Kpop agency. But since you liked your privacy and tended to lean on the shy side, you enjoyed just being one of the background dancers.

You did a rotation at multiple companies. Sometimes you'd be at Cube Entertainment, next month it'd be JYP. This month you were at SM. You liked Sm Entertainment the most out of all the places you worked because of a special someone...

Your boyfriend. Mark Lee of NCT.

You see, here's where things get complicated. You loved dancing, but you also loved your privacy. So how is it possible to date a Kpop idol, especially one from an extremely famous group and company as a whole?

Well, you never really got to see him much. Mainly spending most of your time FaceTiming after work. You were both extremely busy. You basically had the schedule of a Kpop idol, just not the status of one. It's why your relationship worked so well, because you were both busy and you both understood time management. And when one of you had to cancel (usually Mark), the other didn't have any hard feelings.

But this month you would be working with Aespa as a dancer for their new comeback and that gave you an opportunity to sneak around to see Mark since you'd be in the same building.

Because there's 27 members of NCT, not all of them knew Mark well enough to know that he was in a relationship, so only the members closest to him knew. Johnny, his hypeman would make up excuses for Mark to see you every once in a while. Johnny was actually responsible for having Mark ask you out in the first place.

You two had met for the first time when you had been assigned to work with 127 for their comeback two years ago and since everyone in the group was very chatty with the dancers, conversations started between everyone. So naturally, you happened to start speaking to Mark. You thought he was cute, but to be fair, you had worked with a lot of attractive guys over the years as a dancer and you didn't think your conversation with him (discussing the choreography) would lead to anything romantic. You remember blushing every time you made eye contact, and he kept smiling at you and he was just so kind and you felt that sinking feeling of this is too good to be true and you wanted to stop talking to him for that reason but at the same time keep the conversation going forever. You hated crushes, and you had to be professional. So when break time was over and everybody went back to positions to do the choreography, you tried to refocus.

However that was cut short when you looked in the practice mirror and saw him staring at you and your eyes went wide. You averted your eyes to the ground for a second before looking back up. Now his eyes were looking downwards but you could see a smirk playing on his lips. You had to admit to yourself, you were intrigued by him...

After the practice, you were packing up your bag and waving goodbye to a few dancers you had become friendly with since you had worked with them before, you turned around when you felt a tap on your shoulder. There a flustered looking Mark stood with a confident looking Johnny holding him by the shoulder. Johnny briefly introduce himself and then looked over at Mark as he tried to hold in a laugh. "Hey, I think uh...my friend here has something to ask you...He's a little awkward so just keep that in mind". You looked over at Mark, noticing how his face was bright red as he avoiding your gaze. You glanced at yourself in the mirror behind them for a second, nothing how you too had a bright red complexion. You wondered if it was the four hour dance practice or the hot guy hitting on you that made your face turn tomato red?

"I uh...was wondering...", he had his hand on the back of his neck and his eyes were darting around the practice room. You watched as Johnny nudged him in his side before he continued speaking, "If you're ever free, if you want! Totally up to you, um, maybe...you'd want to get...I don't know...a...coffee?, with...me? Sometime? Maybe?", he finished looking so unsure of himself you felt like giving him a hug just to comfort him. You shyly nodded your head yes and you watched as his tight lipped expression turned into the biggest smile you had ever seen. "So uh, when works for you. Like what time?", he asked eagerly pulling out his phone. You explained when you were free and you exchanged numbers.

The next day after another practice you sat across from him at a back table in a cafe. You were nervous, he was nervous, but conversation despite everything, flowed naturally between the two of you. You spoke about how you got into dancing, he told you about how he joined SM. You spoke about your interests, favorite music, and of course the next time you'd be able to see each other. After the first date, the rest was history.

It was hard at first, you were both new to relationships, and you hadn't realized how hard it would be to not only go out on dates without Mark being recognized. But just being able to schedule the dates in the first place. That's why you being assigned to SM was so convenient.

The choreography was tough, and you sat on the floor conversing with the other dancers for a few minutes before you glanced at your phone and noticed the time. Mark had texted you earlier telling you to meet him at 1:30 pm, as no one needed him at that time, he was also preparing for a comeback, which took even more time away from your relationship so you made sure you were able to see him today.

You got up and told the other dancers that you had to run out for a minute, making sure nobody wanted to follow you. You thought back to when you and Mark first started dating and you were supposed to meet outside, so you told the other dancers you were going to the cafeteria and they all wanted to follow you, which ruined your meetup.

As you rounded the corner, you saw Mark at the end of the hallway waving at you. You ran towards him and he engulfed you in a hug. You hadn't seen each other in person in weeks so for you two, it was a bit emotional.

He kissed you and you realized just how much you missed him.

"So...", he asked, "I have an hour, what do you want to do?"

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A/N: Hellooooooo people. WOW, haven't written for NCT in a long time, but as a nctizen since like...2018 or something, it wasn't hard getting back into the swing of things. This piece started out as literally nothing and then voila, this happened. BTW, I'm writing this on a computer!!!, after years of typing on my phone I'm finally a professional.

-Sorry for any typos btw

*Also, the whole kpop dancer thing might not be completely accurate, I've seen a few dancers who worked at SM also work for Cube and Hybe or something, so I assumed that some dancers work for multiple companies. I know that for example, YG dancers mainly only work at YG, so they weren't mentioned for accuracy reasons to the story. I also just don't really like YG as a company lol*

Anyways, I think I'll starting writing for SVT, and maybe, POSSIBLY, Shinee. I'm not sure yet, I would consider myself a baby shawol lol, but I think writing for SVT would be easy because I've been a fan since 2017/2018 not sure... I might had written for SVT before but I don't remember.

Anyways I will continue writing for NCT. Not sure where I stand with BTS. I have a short post on my account that explains my problems with BTS. Anyways if anyone has a request feel free to send it in.

I currently write/take requests for: NCT EXO SEVENTEEN SHINEE BTS *I still take requests if you have them, but organic stories directly from me...not sure as of now*

[bandzboy]

Seeing the amount of hate she gets just for dating, aka a normal thing lots of people (even celebrities) do makes me so sad. I haven't seen this amount of hate in a while. I'm sorry for them because I don't want random people online to ruin what could be a beautiful relationship. I get people being surprised because they don't know what's happening in their faves' lives (and let's keep it that way) but I've seen some of the worst reactions ever when coming across an article confirm the dating news </3 Being a kpop for more than a decade, I can tell you many couples have broken up due to all the hate thrown at them. I'm just sad because these are people we're talking about. People with feelings. People who deserve happiness and love. What makes me sad is those are the same people who would bend backwards to defend their fave's cr*mes. But apparently, dating is where they draw the line...

it was genuinely wild 😭 i mean most of the things i've seen abt her dating was mostly people on twt saying they felt "betrayed" bc they projected onto her the fact that she is gay (even tho if she is that's none of our business) but yeah it's very obvious when these things come out it's usually the woman that gets the most shit for no reason! at the end of the day, this is something that should be normal for idols to do because they are humans with feelings and i honestly hate how companies still have the "dating ban" thing which is so stupid especially since these idols start so young and should have normal experiences like dating (if they want to ofc) like that should be something normal and not something they are demonized for and i think, the way these companies think, other than the fact that yes, they are sorta presented to us like they are our boyfriends and girlfriends, i think they see it as something that is gonna distract them and honestly it could be beneficial to have that in their lives regardless bc that's normal and human to want to be loved and these idols are not gonna date us it's not gonna happen and i wish people stopped thinking this fr! that's why when these news come out i support them 100%! if that person makes my fav happy i will support it at all times! but yeah when it comes to sm, it's so insane how they are debuting this man who has sa accusations and acting like nothing is happening while we don't know when seunghan is coming back we have absolutely no clue and once again he is on hiatus for dating predebut which is wild to me like god forbid he had a gf before he debuted god forbid he is human ??? and so as of late, i can't take sm seriously not that i have before but this is honestly wild to me how all of these situations are happening at the same time and are being treated SO different it's quite offputting to see it as a fan of both seunghan and karina

[juhan1juhan]

The difference between K-pop fans and Korea boos

Okay, I’ve lived in Korea ever since I was born, I moved here to England at the age of 11 and I made friends with white people who love K-pop. Don’t get me wrong, I love K-pop and dramas and I know that people get annoyed with koreaboos.

Definition: koreaboos are (specifically) white people who are obsessed with K-pop, kdramas, Korean language and Korean culture. Koreaboos are especially annoying when you are obviously a Korean (you speak or look like one) and they say that they were ‘supposedly born in Korea’ or ‘partly Korean’ ect. I’ve also had a friend who was a koreaboo and I asked her a question about England and she said ‘oh I don’t know, I moved from Korea, my mum is Korean’ she did not look a bit Korean, she clearly had a Western face and her accent was English too. A week later, I visited her house believing she was Korean (yes, I was that dumb) and I figured out she had lied to me. So, having strong beliefs in what my friend said, I asked her mum, ‘Are you korean? Your daughter said you were!’ 안녕!’ She then looked at me in disgust and said, ‘Of course not! I am from Italy!’.

That friend then started to speak in Korean and eat Korean food everyday (tteukbokki, kimbap, ramyeon ect.) and I said that maybe she should stop eating those foods everyday as it is not that healthy. I also tried to teach her the correct prononciation but she then said that she was pro (she said ay-ong-assay-oh). It is also annoying when white people exaggerate that they are close to someone who is korean. For example, my KOREAN boyfriend cooks food for me or I go shopping with my KOREAN friend. Like we get it but just because we are korean does not mean that we are like your idols and kdrama dudes. We still have an identity and we don’t JUST classify as ‘Koreans’.

However, I had another friend who loved listening to K-pop but she got bullied because of it. Online, when she posted a face reveal after many g-idle edits, she was accused of being a koreaboo and for liking kpop just because she was white and liked K-pop. She just posted things like this and it harms no one. We also have the rights to speak Korean, listen to kpop, understand Korean culture and eat Korean food, it’s just not right to lie about your identity to be under the influence of being Korean or holding Korean perspective. And, for those half Koreans, don’t feel you are obsessing over Korean culture like those koreaboos, you just might want to learn more about your mum or dads life when they were young or you might just like it and there is nothing wrong with that. To all the hate I get for this speech, I am just stating what has to be said. No matter if you are Asian or white or black or brown, you must not fake your identity and be true to yourself and love yourself for who you are.

[anecessitytobefree]

an elegy for my unrealized dreams

out of sheer boredom and mild curiosity I watched a documentary about 20 girls, some of them still in high school or freshly bursting into adulthood, competing to be in a six person kpop idol group. I don’t like kpop much anymore, I don’t dislike it. it isn’t my favorite genre of music though I can recognize the sheer talent and drive. when did I stop listening to it much? around the same time I disengaged from just about everything that brought me even a modicum of joy. when the hands of the clock stopped spinning and yet the years still passed by. nearly a decade in fact before I got my head back on straight. it was painful to see the same level of will and drive I possess now with 30 creeping up on me. since the hands on the clock started moving for me again I’ve started to realize how stunted I am. for much of my life between the ages of 14 and 22 life was monotone. I wasn’t even on this planet. I didn’t feel as though I had any agency. trauma is the true time thief in my life. I never even wanted to be an idol or even famous in any capacity. I never thought I deserved praise, let alone that kind of recognition. but it moved me to tears to see young women so passionately pursuing what others would consider a pipe dream. my heart has seldom burned with passion, only intense envy because I am paralyzed by my life. I’m only now just starting to get my footing and I’m already entrapped in the American capitalist machine. it’s hard not to feel like it’s already over for me. that my life is already determined.

for me this is the greatest loss. all of the dreams I had rolling around in my head or passing as thoughts would ultimately go unrealized. there was no one there to support me, there was no one there to even treat my aspirations as a neutral expression. I spent nearly a decade being pulled apart by men who I knew didn’t care much for me, I simply knew nothing different. I obliged them, the greatest betrayal of myself. this is the most insidious consequence of my abuse; not the panic attacks I had for several years and the emotional deregulation, not the crippling self doubt and self hatred, but the dreams and hopes and aspirations I would never realize that they robbed from me. I was starting from square one as a 23 year old. but due to the pandemic it was really until I was nearly 25. I seem like a new and improved version of myself but I know this is the person I would be if I hadn’t been groomed except I would probably be 18 or 20 instead of 27. I used to feel less angry towards my high school and eventually college boyfriend that followed the man who groomed me. But I have since realized he was an active participant in attempting to trap me and obtain complete control and possession over my life. the way my pure interests and passions were used against me to oppress me. this is what it means to be groomed. I may not have been used by the college student who dated me when I was in middle school, freshly 14. but instead by the person who would follow. I was perfect. my life before him was miserable so I would be content of the misery that he would inflict on me. intentional or not I cannot overlook or forgive that I was chosen in a calculated manner for traits i had been groomed by a predator to express. only now when I have been broken up with my last boyfriend for longer then we were together can I reflect on this with a clear mind and attempt to free myself of these demons. even so, I’m unsure whether the pain and bitterness of regret and envy over what was taken from me will ever leave me.