#Hwang Kyungmin

[andaniellight]

The King of Pigs, you say?

Slavoj Žižek, Abercrombie and Fitch "Back to School" 2003 Catalog // "Unknown / Nth" - Hozier // Trista Mateer // honeytuesday // The King of Pigs (2022) Ep. 3 // Richard Siken // Hayley Williams - My Friend // Fredrik Backman, Us Against You // x

[living-realusion]

started watching the king of pigs and wow that shit heavy heavy. their pain is soo palpable and it makes me feel so uneasy and it's so unsettling. like I'm rooting for kyung- min getting his revenge. just because it happened 20 years ago doesn't mean they should not be punished for it.

idc I support murder I suppose

[xuchiya]

"everyday" || jung wooyoung || mini-series || chapter 7

|genre: non!idol wooyoung. advisor-unvercover! reader. fluff. a lil bit of humor(?) angst. violence

|mentions: guns. knives. blood. a lil bit gore. anxiety attack

back to masterlist || chapter 8

The morning arrived like a flash of light, chasing away the remnants of the previous night's calm. The palace was alive with activity, a flurry of preparations for the grand ball and the annual celebration of the Jung Kingdom. Despite her role as an advisor, Hyejin found herself working alongside the royal palace guards, assisting with security plans for the event.

Kyungmin, the young prince, occasionally glanced up from his notebook to steal quick looks at Hyejin and Yunho. His interest was evident, though his maid soon ushered him away to begin preparations for the ball. Unbeknownst to Hyejin and Yunho, Kyungmin’s curious eyes missed little.

Hyejin moved through the grand ballroom, her sharp gaze sweeping over every corner, every potential vulnerability. The room was an opulent expanse, adorned with towering pillars, gilded fixtures, and rows of massive chandeliers. Multiple ladders dotted the space, as decorators busied themselves hanging streamers and tapestries high above the marble floors.

She was inspecting the perimeter when a sharp shout broke her focus.

“Watch out!”

Her head snapped up just in time to see one of the workers stumble atop a ladder. The large tapestry they’d been securing slipped free, plummeting toward her. It was enormous, an intricately woven banner depicting the Jung Kingdom’s crest, and its weight promised to crush anything—or anyone—beneath it.

Hyejin froze, her instincts momentarily paralyzed by the sheer size of the descending tapestry. She had no time to move before a strong arm yanked her backward, pulling her into a firm chest. The air left her lungs as the tapestry thudded to the ground, missing her by mere inches.

The cacophony of hurried footsteps and murmured apologies faded into the background. Her heart pounded fiercely, each beat echoing in her ears. The steady rhythm of another heartbeat matched her own, pulling her back to the present.

Hyejin lifted her gaze slowly, the familiar dark uniform catching her attention first. Her eyes traveled upward until they met Wooyoung’s face. His expression was unusually serious, his sharp features tense as his gaze lingered on the fallen tapestry.

His arm remained around her waist, the warmth of his presence both grounding and disorienting. She could feel the faint pressure of his hold, protective and steady, as if ensuring she wouldn’t stumble. The proximity was overwhelming, and for a moment, the world around them seemed to blur.

“Your Majesty,” Hyejin managed to croak, her voice uncharacteristically quiet. Clearing her throat, she stepped back abruptly, forcing distance between them. The absence of his touch left an unsettling coldness in its wake. “You should… you should be preparing for the ball,” she said, averting her gaze to hide the flush spreading across her cheeks.

Wooyoung finally looked down at her, his serious expression softening just slightly, though his usual playful demeanor was still absent. “And you should watch where you’re standing, Ms. Hwang,” he replied, his tone light but carrying a hint of concern.

Hyejin turned away, willing herself to focus on anything other than the lingering heat where his arm had been. She squared her shoulders, her voice steady once more. “Thank you for your assistance, Your Majesty. But I assure you, I’m more than capable of handling myself.”

Wooyoung tilted his head, a small smirk playing at the corner of his lips now. “I’ll keep that in mind,” he said, his tone teasing but his eyes betraying a glimmer of something deeper—something unspoken.

As he walked away, leaving her standing amidst the bustling ballroom, Hyejin exhaled deeply, her heart still racing. The warmth of his presence lingered, and despite her best efforts to shake it off, the memory of his steady arms and calm demeanor refused to leave her mind.

The grand ballroom of the palace was aglow with the soft flicker of countless chandeliers, casting shimmering golden light over the sprawling hall. The air was thick with the hum of music, laughter, and the rhythmic swish of silk gowns and embroidered robes. Guests, nobles, and dignitaries from far and wide had gathered to celebrate the annual year of the Jung Kingdom, a tradition that brought everyone together in a magnificent show of wealth and power.

At the center of it all stood Prince Wooyoung, a figure of charm and grace, his regal presence unmistakable amidst the sea of glittering attendees. Yet, his demeanor remained remarkably calm as he mingled with the crowd. His usual carefree aura, however, was slightly subdued tonight, as if there was something weighing on his mind—something no one could see.

Yet amidst it, Wooyoung found his way out of the balcony. To escape the talk. To escape to the suffocating life he is in.

Hyejin moved through the crowd with quiet precision, her sharp eyes scanning the room even as she kept herself close to Wooyoung. She was always alert, always aware, but tonight, there was a strange tension in the air. The festivities around them felt almost too grand, too celebratory, as if they were all playing a part in a performance none of them truly understood.

As they both stood at the balcony, the night was silent despite the loud orchestra behind them playing, cold air nipping the exposed skin of their dresses and suits. "Have you ever had troubles, Ms. Hwang?" Wooyoung's voice suddenly cut through the noise, his words almost lost in the melody of the orchestra playing in the background. He stood by large the balcony, the cemented rail was enough safety for him to lean against his back to the railing, his gaze distant as he looked out at the opulence around them.

The question was casual, but there was an underlying sincerity in his tone, something that caught Hyejin off guard. 

She raised an eyebrow, eyeing him carefully as she stood just a few feet beside him— her facing the night, her posture protective but calm. “Troubles?” she echoed, her tone skeptical. She wasn’t sure if he was truly asking about her struggles or if he was just making conversation. Wooyoung was always so effortless, so charming in his own way, but she knew better than anyone that his life wasn’t as carefree as it appeared.

The music swelled in the background, but there was a quiet stillness between them. The soft murmur of the crowd felt distant, almost muted. Hyejin’s instincts flared—this was not just a passing question. Wooyoung’s voice was quieter now, like he was sharing something deeper.

She instinctively stood a little closer to him, though still maintaining her space, her eyes scanning the room for any signs of danger. In a palace like this, with so many guests and distractions, a single moment of vulnerability could be deadly.

Wooyoung shifted slightly, his gaze now more introspective. “Relax, Ms. Hwang,” he said, his voice carrying a gentle but firm tone. “This is a sacred place.”

Hyejin scoffed, looking at the prince’s back, her expression unreadable. “You never know.”

The words hung in the air, the tension between them palpable as she stood still, her posture protective, yet ever watchful. Her senses heightened, though she knew better than to be overly anxious in a room so filled with people. She trusted her instincts, but at times like this, trust was a luxury.

There was a brief silence between them, but Wooyoung didn’t seem worried at all. In fact, his calmness was almost unnerving.

“I’m aware of it,” he finally spoke again, his tone suddenly serious. Hyejin frowned, her mind already racing to connect the dots. She raised an eyebrow, turning her head just slightly as she regarded the prince. “Of what?”

Wooyoung paused, his gaze softening for a moment as he looked out over the ballroom. His voice dropped a little lower as he spoke. “The threat.”

Hyejin’s body immediately stiffened at the word, her heart tightening in her chest. It was a word she had tried to ignore, tried to bury beneath layers of duty and responsibility. The threat to Wooyoung had loomed over not only for them but the entire kingdom. But she couldn’t ignore it any longer, especially when he said it so plainly.

Her eyes quickly flickered over Wooyoung's face, searching for any sign of worry. But to her surprise, he looked almost unaffected, as if the weight of the threat didn’t faze him at all. He stood there with the same calm, collected air he always wore—nothing like the turmoil that churned within her.

“You seem calm about it,” Hyejin said, her voice almost a whisper, the hint of disbelief clear. Her eyes never left Wooyoung, watching him closely for any telltale signs of distress.

He finally turned to face her, a small, rueful smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “Yeah…” His eyes met hers, and for a moment, the noise of the ballroom faded away. “But what could I do? I was the last string in the guitar, and a new one will replace me. Either they play it the same way or a new tone will play.”

Hyejin’s breath caught in her throat, her heart aching at his words. The truth in his voice was raw, but it wasn’t the kind of truth that offered comfort. He was accepting his fate, as if he believed there was no way out. She swallowed the lump in her throat, unsure of what to say.

“But why didn’t you tell Chief Jeong, or your bodyguard? … The Queen?” Hyejin pressed, her voice sharper than she intended. The thought of Wooyoung bearing the burden of the threat alone, without confiding in those meant to protect him, stirred something deep inside her. It made her see him in a different light—a young man bearing an impossible weight on his shoulders, yet still maintaining his carefree façade.

He shook his head, the rueful smile lingering on his lips, though it never reached his eyes. “Would you believe anyone you see as trustworthy when everything around you is falling apart?” His words were quiet, but there was a hardness in his tone that hadn’t been there before. His gaze drifted away, focusing on nothing in particular, as if trying to avoid the weight of her question. “The ones you see every day—are they still the same people you knew yesterday?”

There was a long silence, and Hyejin’s mind replayed his words. Her eyes softened, and a quiet thought passed through her, making her voice almost tender when she spoke again. “The Queen?”

His shoulders stiffened, and for the first time, Hyejin noticed a crack in his confident posture. It was as if a shield he didn’t even know he’d been carrying fell away. The mention of his mother, the Queen, caused something in his eyes to flicker—a fleeting moment of vulnerability.

Wooyoung didn’t answer right away. His lips parted slightly as if trying to find the right words, but they seemed to get caught in his throat. He looked away, his eyes clouding with something raw and untapped. For a second, the carefree Prince Wooyoung that everyone knew—the one with laughter in his eyes and mischief in his smile—disappeared. In his place was a scared child, desperately trying to cling to the image of strength that had been forced upon him.

He cleared his throat, a soft laugh escaping his lips, but it was strained. “She’s the Queen, Hyejin. What could she do? A mother, yes—but what good is a mother when the world is crumbling around you?”

Hyejin took a step closer, her voice quiet but firm. “What good is a mother? She’s the one who’ll hold you when you’re breaking. The Queen may be strong, but she’s also your mother. And you, Your Majesty—don’t you think she deserves to know the truth? You can’t keep fighting this alone.”

There was a long pause, and Hyejin could see the shift in Wooyoung’s expression. For a split second, his eyes glistened as if the weight of her words had struck something deep inside him. But just as quickly as it appeared, it vanished—replaced by the smile he wore to hide the fear. It was a smile, yes, but one that spoke of a vulnerability he would never show anyone else.

For a moment, they stood there in silence, both lost in their own thoughts, the noise of the ball swirling around them. Hyejin’s heart felt heavy, but she couldn’t afford to show it. Not now. Not when the prince needed her to remain stoic.

Yet, despite everything—despite the dangers that lurked in the shadows—there was something about this quiet moment between them that felt oddly personal. Something about the way Wooyoung opened up, even if it was just a little.

The sound of the orchestra played on, the laughter of the guests filling the space between them. And as they stood there, side by side, Hyejin couldn’t help but wonder just how long this fragile balance between them would last.

As Wooyoung and Hyejin strolled back toward the ballroom, guests shrieked, their polished shoes clattering against the marble floor as they rushed toward the exits. Security personnel flooded the room, shouting orders to contain the panic, but their commands only seemed to fuel the hysteria.

Hyejin's pulse thundered in her ears. She instinctively stepped closer to Wooyoung, her hand brushing against his arm to shield him, but her movements faltered when her eyes caught the crude lettering scrawled across a large banner, now hanging lopsided from the balcony above. 

"KILLER JUNG."

The letters were crude, large, and dripping in a red substance that looked disturbingly like blood. The message made her stomach churn. It was chilling enough to unnerve even the most seasoned protector, but for Hyejin, it struck a deeper chord.

Her breath hitched as her mind darted back the night she came back to her room. A newspaper, tucked into a crisp white envelope sealed in a blue wax, had been left anonymously on her desk. At the time, she had dismissed it as a prank or an empty threat, but now, the headline blazed in her memory like a warning she’d failed to heed.

The words on the banner felt like a confirmation. Her vision blurred momentarily, her grip on reality slipping as a terrible realization began to form.

Wooyoung, amidst the chaos, stood frozen, his mind racing. His chest tightened as unease coiled in his stomach. He felt like a boy again, small and helpless, his instincts screaming to find his family.

“Mom—!… Hyejin we have to–…” he murmured under his breath, his eyes darting frantically through the room. Panic clawed at him as he searched for his brother and mother in the sea of panicked faces. But when his gaze finally landed on Hyejin, standing as if rooted to the spot, something in him twisted.

Her expression—vulnerable and unguarded—was unlike anything he had seen before. She was always the composed one, the calm amidst the storm. But now, the raw fear in her eyes unsettled him more than the chaos around them.

“Hyejin?” His voice broke through the storm in her mind. She turned sharply to find him standing close, his brow furrowed in concern. “I—” Her voice failed her. The world around her seemed to move in slow motion. The chaotic ballroom, the terrified guests, and the ominous banner all blurred together.

“Hyejin!” A loud yet calming voice cut through the rising din, steady as a lifeline amidst the storm. Yunho strode toward them with purpose, his usual golden-retriever warmth replaced by a commanding presence. His eyes, sharp and unyielding, scanned the chaos with precision. Several members of Wooyoung’s personal security detail flanked him, their expressions grave. At the helm of the group was San, his focus razor-sharp.

“Get Prince Wooyoung out of here immediately,” Yunho ordered, his voice brooking no argument. The guards moved swiftly, forming a human barricade around the prince, ushering him toward the exit.

San pressed a hand to his earpiece, nodding tersely before turning to Yunho. “The situation is being handled,” he reported, his tone clipped and professional.

“I’m not leaving without her,” Wooyoung interjected sharply, his voice cutting through the chaos with unrelenting determination.

Yunho sighed, his composure slipping for a brief second before he regained it. “Your Majesty is looking for you and has demanded you be evacuated now,” he said firmly, his voice tinged with an urgency that left little room for debate.

“Yunho—”

“Your Highness,” Yunho interrupted, surprising both himself and Wooyoung. He softened his tone slightly, though the authority in his words remained intact. “This is not the time for argument. Your safety is our priority.”

Wooyoung exhaled sharply, his gaze snapping to the woman beside him, her blue hanbok dress catching the dim light. “Hyejin?” His voice softened, seeking her input, her reassurance—something to anchor him.

But Hyejin didn’t respond immediately. Her eyes drifted beyond the chaos, to the balcony.

There, a figure stood shrouded in dark clothing. Their face was obscured save for their eyes—piercing, familiar, and unrelenting. Time seemed to slow as those eyes locked onto hers. Recognition hit her like a thunderbolt, stealing the breath from her lungs.

It couldn’t be…

Her stomach twisted violently, a cold wave of nausea crashing over her. Her mind scrambled to dismiss the thought, but the familiarity of those eyes was an undeniable truth she couldn’t escape.

Her hands trembled as she gripped her arm tightly, her nails digging into the delicate fabric of her sleeve. She clawed for control, desperate to ground herself as the world around her spiraled into chaos. This isn’t real. It can’t be real, she thought, her heart pounding so fiercely it drowned out the sounds of the panic-stricken crowd.

“Hyejin?” Wooyoung’s voice cut through the haze, soft yet edged with worry.

Her gaze snapped back to him, but her expression betrayed the storm brewing within. For a brief moment, her composed exterior wavered, revealing a vulnerability that sent a jolt through Wooyoung. His stomach churned at the sight. He’d seen her unflinching in the face of countless challenges, but this—this was different.

Something was wrong. And for the first time, Wooyoung felt the faint, terrifying certainty that Hyejin wasn’t just the palace advisor. She was something much more.

“Hyejin!” Yunho called once again, his voice sharp and commanding over the chaos. Her head snapped toward him, instincts kicking in as her professional demeanor returned. She straightened, pulling herself out of her momentary daze. “Go with them,” she said firmly, her tone clipped as she addressed Wooyoung.

“No.” His defiance was immediate, his jaw tight as his eyes burned with determination.

“Your Majesty.” Her voice softened, but urgency laced her words. “I can’t do my job if I’m worrying about you. Please.”

Her words were calm, almost too calm, but her eyes betrayed her. The vulnerability he had glimpsed earlier lingered just beneath the surface, and it unnerved him. She wasn’t just Hyejin, the composed, ever-capable advisor. For a fleeting moment, she seemed human, fallible—and deeply troubled.

Wooyoung’s stomach churned. His mind raced, piecing together fragments of moments and glimpses of a side of Hyejin he hadn’t fully recognized until now. Something didn’t fit. This wasn’t just about protocol or duty—there was more.

“Hyejin…” he started, his voice quieter this time, almost questioning.

Her expression hardened, the crack in her armor quickly sealing. “Go …” she said, this time more firmly, looking at the bodyguards, “Go now!”

As soon as Wooyoung was gone, Hyejin turned back toward the balcony. The figure had vanished, but their eyes remained imprinted in her mind, sharp and unwavering, as if daring her to forget. Her gaze slowly drifted back to the banner, its words hanging over her like an accusation.

It wasn’t just the boldness of the message that unsettled her—it was the timing, the sheer weight of it, and the gut-wrenching possibility that it might be true. Her grip on reality began to slip. Hyejin had always prided herself on being able to handle chaos, to act swiftly and decisively in moments of danger. But how could she protect Wooyoung when the threat felt so close, so terrifyingly personal?

She promised that this— her purpose of accepting this mission— is all for just the truth of her sister. The truth of what really happened to her, not the thought of seeking revenge.

A soft yet insistent voice broke through her spiraling thoughts. “Hyejin.”

Yunho stood beside her, his presence as calming as it was firm. Despite the chaos around them, there was a gentleness in his tone, a quiet understanding. “You need to regroup with the rest— we can handle this,” he continued, his voice steady but warm, as if grounding her. “Move to the secondary perimeter. Now.”

Hyejin nodded mechanically, her body moving on autopilot, but her mind was trapped in a loop she couldn’t escape. The banner, the newspaper, the figure in the shadows—they were all pieces of the same dark puzzle.

As she moved through the chaos, her thoughts churned. Could it really be true? Could someone she trusted be hiding such a dangerous secret?

Her stomach clenched, and for the first time, doubt gnawed at her confidence. What if everything I know is a lie? One thing was clear: whatever truth lay hidden behind the message, it threatened to unravel everything she had ever believed.

And for the first time in her career, Hyejin wasn’t sure if she was ready to face it.

taglist: @chngbnwf . @passerbyforfun

[slytherinshua]

　　　my biases (and wreckers) ⟡₊ ⊹

bold = bias italic = wrecker updated frequently because ults/semi ults are always changing + i stan new groups regularly !!

　　　　　ult of ults ⟡₊ ⊹

onf　⋮　yuto ot5

verivery　⋮　gyehyeon yongseung

lucy　⋮　wonsang sangyeop

txt　⋮　taehyun hueningkai

　　　　　ults ⟡₊ ⊹

astro　⋮　sanha minhyuk dongmin

&team　⋮　yuma k maki taki ej

victon　⋮　byungchan subin seungwoo

　　　　　semi ults ⟡₊ ⊹

sf9　⋮　youngkyun jaeyoon sanghyuk

the boyz　⋮　jacob changmin kevin

boynextdoor　⋮　ot6

ampers&one　⋮　seungmo ot6

nct wish　⋮　daeyoung riku sion

monsta x　⋮　changkyun kihyun

　　　　　stan ⟡₊ ⊹

seventeen　⋮　joshua seokmin chan minghao

zerobaseone　⋮　gunwook zhanghao

wayv　⋮　ten kun

mcnd　⋮　minjae

n.flying　⋮　hweseung dongsung

nomad　⋮　junho ot4

tws　⋮　kyungmin jihoon

nu'est　⋮　aaron minhyun baekho

　　　　　casual stan ⟡₊ ⊹

riize　⋮　shotaro

nct dream　⋮　chenle

nct 127　⋮　mark

day6　⋮　wonpil

cix　⋮　seunghun

ab6ix　⋮　daehwi

the kingdom　⋮　louis ivan

the rose　⋮　hajoon

oneus　⋮　hwanwoong keonhee

xdinary heroes　⋮　seungmin

p1harmony　⋮　jongseob jiung

wanna one　⋮　minhyun jihoon

wei　⋮　seokhwa

ghost9　⋮　junhyung

bts　⋮　hoseok jungkook jin

　　　　　not in the fandom ⟡₊ ⊹

enhypen　⋮　jungwon

stray kids　⋮　seungmin

shinee　⋮　key

hoppipolla　⋮　hyunsang

got7　⋮　bambam

ateez　⋮　jongho

pentagon　⋮　kino

exo　⋮　d.o kai

epex　⋮　yewang

nexz　⋮　sogeon

xikers　⋮　minjae

cravity　⋮　taeyoung

　　　　　girl groups ⟡₊ ⊹

oh my girl　⋮　seunghee yooa

ive　⋮　yujin

billlie　⋮　siyoon tsuki

++ others (viviz, mamamoo, aespa, red velvet, xg, etc)

　　　　　soloists ⟡₊ ⊹

ha hyunsang (ult)　⋮　woodz (ult)　⋮　park jihoon (ult)　⋮　kim woojin (ult)　⋮　seo inguk　⋮　park bogum　⋮　kim wooseok　⋮　hwang minhyun　⋮　baekho　⋮　i'll　⋮　gaho　⋮　eric nam　⋮　kang daniel　⋮　kino

lee chaeyeon (ult)　⋮　seori　⋮　youha　⋮　iu　⋮　kim sejeong　⋮　yerin baek　⋮　taeyeon

[b-theone]

Name: Hwang Kyungmin

Stage name: Kyungmin

Birthday: June 22, 1996

Birthplace: Bucheon, South Korea

Hometown: Bucheon, South Korea

Ethnicity: Korean

Face Claim: Yugyeom

Representative emoji: 🦎

Representative color: Plum (#DDA0DD)

Fandom name: —

Training time: 5 years & 2 months

Positions: Main rapper, lead dancer, sub vocalist

Family: Hwang Minho (father) ; Hwang Seoyeon (mother) ; no siblings.

[ao3feed-ateez]

Battle Royale

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/eOKRlj2 by sundaysandrain When the annoying man in a black fedora warned him that even worse things will be coming than their revolution in Strictland,he tries to find a way to protect his crew, at struggles,at first,at at least. Who's a true friend and who's an enemy in this story? Only time will tell. Words: 613, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: ATEEZ (Band), Dreamcatcher (Korea Band), P1Harmony (Band), SEVENTEEN (Band), E'LAST (Band), BE:FIRST (Band), TOMORROW X TOGETHER | TXT (Korea Band), EPEX (Band), ENHYPEN (Band) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/F, M/M, Multi Characters: ATEEZ Ensemble, Dreamcatcher (Korea Band) Ensemble, P1Harmony Ensemble, SEVENTEEN Ensemble, E'LAST Ensemble, TOMORROW X TOGETHER Ensemble, ENHYPEN Ensemble, Be: First Ensemble, Epex Ensemble Relationships: Kim Bora | SuA/Kim Minji | JiU, Kim Yoohyeon/Lee Siyeon, Han Dong | Handong/Lee Yubin | Dami, Choi Taeyang | Theo/Yoon Keeho, Hwang Intak/Kim Jongseob, Choi Jiung/Haku Shota | Soul, Choi Seungcheol | S.Coups/Kim Mingyu, Xu Minghao | The8/Yoon Jeonghan, Hong Jisoo | Joshua/Kwon Soonyoung | Hoshi, Jeon Wonwoo/Lee Jihoon | Woozi, Boo Seungkwan/Lee Seokmin | DK, Chwe Hansol | Vernon/Lee Chan | Dino, Kim Hongjoong/Park Seonghwa, Jeong Yunho/Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Choi San (ATEEZ)/Choi Yeonjun/Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Choi Beomgyu/Huening Kai/Kang Taehyun, Lee Heeseung/Sim Jaeyun | Jake, Park Jongseong | Jay/Yang Jungwon, Kim Sunoo/Nishimura Riki | Ni-ki/Park Sunghoon, Choi In/Choi Seungyeop, Choi Youngmin | Romin/Oh Yejun, Lee Wonjun/Won Hyuk, Keum Donghyun | Keum/Kwak Dawit | Wish, Kim Hyunwoo | Baekseung/Kwon Yejun | Ayden, Lee Jaeho | Jeff/Seo Yewang, Ikegame Junon/Kamimura Leo, Hirose Manato/Kubo Shunto/Kuroda Ryuhei, Kang Yeosang/Choi Soobin/Choi Jongho, Byun Yongseop/Baek Sunwoo, Suh Kyungmin/Cho Minwoo Additional Tags: Pirates, Ghosts, Revolution, Sirens, Warlocks, Vampires, Werewolves, Superheroes, Royalty, Betrayal, Trauma, Flashbacks, Hallucinations, Everyone deserves better, this is just dark, Angst with a Happy Ending, inspired by many things, No beta we die like me when I saw S-coups's "Water" performance, Plot Twists, Psychics, mermans, Everything's the Cromer's fault, Blood and Injury, References to Drugs, Car Accidents, Past Torture, The Author Regrets Nothing read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/eOKRlj2

[hlcyxnfilms]

⠀― HWANG KYUNGMIN : Revenge is my only desire.

Hwang Kyung Min (Kim Dongwook) of The King of Pigs (2022)

audio credit: Honey シ on youtube.

[mel-animeland]

K-Friday | Top 10 Male Korean Soloist

K-Friday | Top 10 Male Korean Soloist

Hello Everyone!Hope you are all doing well today! In today’s post, I will share with you my favorite male Korean soloist; I thought I had already post about it, but since I failed to find the post, I must have done it in a dream. Continue reading

[bleuxberri]

𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬.

「...how many kids they’ll have」

how many kids they’ll have

as dads/moms

finding out

telling your guys’ parents

telling the members

gender reveal

cravings

going in labor

holding the baby

baby’s first word

teaching them to walk

a/n: this is only for entertainment purposes, do not come for me for writing this! | all gifs are from pintrest

*•.¸♡ navigation. ♡¸.•*

*•.¸♡ series. ♡¸.•*

‣ summary... how many kids they’ll have & their birthdays

↺ genre... fluff, dad au

♪ listen to... maniac by stray kids

ᴄʜʀɪꜱᴛᴏᴘʜᴇʀ ʙᴀɴɢ – ʙᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴀɴ;

bang eunji – ember »april 10«

bang daehyun – daniel »october 7«

ʟᴇᴇ ᴍɪɴʜᴏ – ʟᴇᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ;

lee donggeun »september 22«

lee hyunjung »august 30«

ꜱᴇᴏ ᴄʜᴀɴɢʙɪɴ;

seo jeongho »march 14«

seo hyunjoo »june 4«

seo juwon »july 19«

ʜᴡᴀɴɢ ʜʏᴜɴᴊᴜɴ;

hwang yejun »may 21«

hwang soobin »november 17«

hwang taeyeon & hwang nayeon »december 25« (identical twins)

ʜᴀɴ ᴊɪꜱᴜɴɢ;

han ilseong »december 2«

han junghwa »july 14«

han mari »january 4«

ʟᴇᴇ ʏᴏɴɢʙᴏᴋ – ꜰᴇʟɪx;

lee mireu – maekaila (mae-kai-lah) »may 16«

lee kyungmin & lee kkotbi – kameron & katerina »may 1« (fraternal twins)

ᴋɪᴍ ꜱᴇᴜɴɢᴍɪɴ;

kim minji »june 1«

kim namoo »march 1«

ʏᴀɴɢ ᴊᴇᴏɴɢɪɴ – ɪ.ɴ;

yang sunyoung »feburary 14«

yang junghee »november 20«

yang haru »october 6«

[frczenpcetry]

( I still haven’t figure out how I should display my muses but know that the muse page is not up to date.

Currently active muses are :

Lee Bae

Moon Haneul

Lee Hojoo

Im Kwangsoo

Jeon Woosung

Byun Beomsoo

Shim Juyeon

Hwang Sejun

Park Taeho

Olympe

Song Minhyun

Jang Kyungmin

Inactive (under the cut) - Unlisted but still available on request because I can’t actually delete muses.

Cha Taeyang - gemini good twin

Cha Taeyong - gemini bad twin

Bae Soojin

Bubblemint

Choi Minsoo

Han Minjae

Nam Jimin

[saturnznct]

nct kids | alternate names

nct masterlists

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taeyong

➸ lee eunbi

ENG; eve lee

➸ lee eunhang

ENG; evan lee

➸ lee eunwoo

ENG; eden lee

-

johnny

➸ jude suh 

KOR; suh junho

➸ verity suh

KOR; suh eunchae

➸ katie suh

KOR; suh eunyoung

➸ connor suh

KOR; suh chanwoo

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yuta

➸ nakamoto akane

KOR; joong chuneun

ENG; autumn nakamoto

➸ nakamoto kaede

KOR; joong haecheol

ENG; kirstie nakamoto

➸ nakamoto eito

KOR; joong youngdo

ENG; ethan nakamoto

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kun

➸ qian li-wei

ENG; beth qian

KOR; jeon lib-wi

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doyoung

➸ kim byungchul

ENG; mason kim

➸ kim deoksu

ENG; tommy kim

➸ kim kyungmin

ENG; riley kim

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ten

➸ chaisee leechaiyapornkul -

ENG; charlie lee

KOR; lee shiseon

CHN; li chaixi

➸ kalaya leechaiyapornkul - 

ENG; kyla lee

KOR; lee gaeun

CHN; li kexin 

➸ madee leechaiyapornkul

ENG; maddie lee

KOR; lee mi-ha

CHN; li mengxia

➸ lamon leechaiyapornkul

ENG; lennon lee

KOR; lee yongwei

CHN; li longwei

-

jaehyun

➸ jung areum

ENG; alissa jung

➸ jung ahyoung

ENG; amelia jung

➸ jung jaehwan

ENG; josh jung

-

winwin

➸ dong guoliang

ENG; adrian dong

KOR; dong gukyang

➸ dong guowei

ENG; nathan dong

KOR; dong gukwi

➸ dong mei

ENG; may dong

KOR; dong mae

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jungwoo

➸ kim jaesang

ENG; jace kim

➸ kim jaesung

ENG; jack kim

-

mark

➸ lucas lee

KOR; lee hyungjun

➸ noah lee

KOR; lee minjun

➸ maeve lee

KOR; lee yeoreum 

-

xiaojun

➸ xiao liena

ENG; lena xiao

KOR; so yeonah

➸ xiao kuaiha 

ENG; isobel xiao

KOR; so kwae-hap

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hendery

➸ wong jiayi 

ENG; jia wong

KOR; hwang ga-ei

➸ wong chenguang

ENG; eleanor wong

KOR; hwang shinkwang

➸ wong eumeh 

ENG; violet wong

KOR; hwang u-mei

-

renjun

➸ huang teng-fei

ENG; theo huang

KOR; hwang dongbi

➸ huang bojing

ENG; caden huang

KOR; hwang baekjeong

huang jinghua

ENG; ruby huang

KOR; hwang yeonhwa

-

jeno

➸ lee moonbyeol

ENG; nova/luna lee

➸ lee sanghoon

ENG; leo lee

-

haechan

➸ lee dalgun

ENG; matthew lee

➸ lee kyungah

ENG; heather lee

➸ lee sunhee

ENG; lucy lee

-

jaemin

➸ na chaeyeon

ENG; chloe mina na

➸ na yewon

ENG; maya na

➸ na jejun

ENG; mark john na

-

yangyang

➸ julia liu

CHN; liu jia

KOR; lee joeun

➸ finn liu

CHN; liu fenhua

KOR; lee peonhwa

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shotaro

➸ osaki saori

ENG; lily osaki

KOR; osaki chaejin

➸ osaki sakura

ENG; iris osaki

KOR; osaki jwachang

➸ osaki shichiro

ENG; ash osaki

KOR; osaki chirang

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sungchan

➸ jung mira

ENG; millie jung

➸ jung nayoung

ENG; neve jung

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chenle

➸ zhong caihong - 

ENG; rosie zhong

KOR; jong jaegong

➸ zhong wanglei - 

ENG; oscar zhong

KOR; jong woongnae

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jisung

➸ park chunae

ENG; lana park

➸ park bada

ENG; charlotte park

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[genezpen]

wishful thinking

episode 0

scope

541 words

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yang jungwon. how come you’re still single for almost three years?

i paced back and forth biting my newly manicured nails, thinking deeply about this controversial idol’s love life.

he’s seen with so many different girls but all rumors turned out to be false. i know because i was the one who wrote all of them! as in ALL. OF. IT. PIECE. BY. PIECE. i was tasked to do it by the company.

some of his company's staff almost threaten me last week to stop being obsessed with his lovelife but i was only doing my job! i don’t care about his lovelife—

really? how come you’re so eager to know the reason why he’s still single after you? for what? hopes? that he’s still not over you? i almost hear a voice inside my head laughing mockingly at me.

my eyelids tightly closed. even my own mind is contradicting me! wow, i’m going insane.

suddenly, the sound of the door creaking made all my thoughts pop like bubbles into thin air. i heard a voice entered.

“seoji? are you not going out yet? i saw your boss went out.” kyungmin entered the room.

“ah, kyungmin, why? i was about to...”

he raised a brow.

“i was just going to ask you to join me for lunch,” kyungmin’s cheeks flushed, “uh, what were you thinking about...”

i shake my head then smiled to assure him. after that we walked together to the coffee shop infront of the building.

hwang kyungmin is one of my co-workers, an acquaintance. he once confessed his feelings for me and i feel sorry for him 'cause i never see him anything more than friends. i’m glad he still choose to befriend me even after i turned him down, though his advances sometimes are too bold that our co-workers, even my boss thought there is something going on between us. i guess some feelings won’t fade away easily, huh?

“seoji, why are so distracted these days? are you having a hard time at work? did mr. park assigned you to a hard scope again?”

i blinked in confusion. “no? i just... need a little more sleep, i guess?” i chuckled.

he seems serious though. i assured him i’m fine before we ended our lunch break.

now, now. i can’t seem to get jungwon out of my head, i feel the need to see him? no, that’ll be soo awkward. and it’s not like i can just call him and ask us to meet like, we ain't friends nor anything. just ex-lovers.

yeah. maybe a little bit of connection, i can possibly meet him? and thank heaven for probably reading what’s on my mind, when manager park entered our office, a good news was immediately delivered to me.

“miss go, remember the scope i gave to you last night? switch it up with miss hyo. you need to visit the JBS today, make sure to get a statement from yeona lee of hyde company about their boygroup’s recent rumors.”

this is it. my only chance!

yang jungwon, watch your back and don’t let you guard down because i’ll be sneaking into your life before you even know it. mark my word.

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cas notes: hello, bffs<3 hehe this is the first episode of wishful thinking, how was it? it’s kinda boring for me but i hope you still want to look forward to episode two hihi if you are wondering where is the introduction/master list of this ff, here it is! likes and reblogs are very appreciated! if you want to ask me things or rant or chat w me pls don’t hesitate to do so ^^ love y’all~

(message me right away if i made something wrong !!! thx ><)

[xuchiya]

"everyday" || jung wooyoung || mini-series || chapter 3

|genre: non!idol wooyoung. advisor-unvercover! reader. fluff. a lil bit of humor(?) angst. violence |mentions: guns. knives. blood. a lil bit gore. anxiety attack

back to masterlist || chapter 4

Entering the office of Advisor Kang Yeosang, Hyejin followed as Yunho opened the door, her sharp eyes scanning the surroundings. She instinctively glanced to her right and immediately caught sight of Wooyoung, who froze like a deer in headlights. He appeared to have been caught red-handed, crouched awkwardly behind a potted plant. His eyes widened before he scrambled to hide himself further, shifting the plant’s leaves in a futile attempt at concealment.

Hyejin sighed, shaking her head as she stepped into the office. As the door clicked shut behind her, muffling the world outside, Wooyoung cautiously parted the leaves of his botanical hiding spot. A pout formed on his lips as he glanced around, only to yelp when his gaze collided with San’s unamused expression.

Arms crossed and eyes sharp, San towered over the scene like an unimpressed older brother.

Wooyoung hastily leapt out from behind the plant, brushing invisible dust off his already pristine outfit. “I’ll just go and... look for Kyungmin,” he mumbled before darting down the hallway like a startled rabbit.

San sighed, shaking his head. “He never learns,” he muttered, striding off after Wooyoung with the calm precision of someone used to such antics.

Inside, Hyejin allowed herself a moment to take in the space before her. The office of the senior advisor was impeccably organized, a reflection of its occupant. Walls lined with shelves held rows of neatly arranged books, some leather-bound and others scrolls tied with fine silk ribbons. The faint scent of parchment and aged ink lingered in the air, mixing with the warm notes of polished wood. A long desk sat in one corner, illuminated by soft pools of light from carefully positioned lamps. On its surface, open books and unfinished scrolls were laid out in a precise arrangement, the scene almost clinical in its meticulousness.

The light filtering through the high windows cast angular shadows across the room, each beam carefully illuminating the ordered world within. Shelves lined the walls, their books and scrolls arranged with an almost obsessive precision. The air carried the faint scent of parchment and polished wood, a subtle reminder of the office’s purpose. No detail seemed unintentional, from the exact placement of the furniture to the absence of even the smallest hint of clutter. It was a space that radiated discipline and control, an environment as meticulous as the man who now entered.

Hyejin’s gaze settled on Kang Yeosang, the palace’s senior advisor for six consecutive years and a childhood friend of the prince. He moved into the room with quiet confidence, each step deliberate, every motion purposeful.

His sharp suit, impeccably tailored, hugged his lean frame without a single crease. His eyes were a piercing gaze that seemed to strip away pretense and cut straight to the truth, cool and calculating in their intensity. His hair, though neatly combed, bore a single rebellious strand that refused to conform—a striking imperfection in an otherwise flawless appearance.

When Yeosang spoke, his voice carried the weight of someone accustomed to being heard. Calm and measured, every word seemed carefully chosen, delivered with the precision of a blade. He wasted nothing—not time, energy, or words.

Even his movements reflected this economy. His gestures were minimal, each one purposeful, each one adding to his composed demeanor. As he took his place at the desk, his fingers brushed a stray scroll into alignment, an action so subtle it seemed second nature.

Hyejin watched him quietly, her mind already analyzing the man before her. His every detail seemed to serve as a silent proclamation of his role: a man of order, of strategy, of control.

“Miss Hwang,” Yeosang greeted with a practiced smile, though the faint lisp in his voice softened the formality. “Please, have a seat.”

Hyejin’s expression didn’t waver. She moved gracefully to one of the plush chairs, her posture straight and poised. The room was a reflection of its owner—meticulously organized but with tiny touches of personality scattered like hidden Easter eggs. A small diffuser puffed out lavender-scented mist on the bookshelf, while the precise placement of books and scrolls made it clear Yeosang was as much a curator as an advisor.

As she settled into one of the plush seats, her keen eyes flicked to the man in front of her. Kang Yeosang exuded an air of authority, but it was tempered by a natural charm that made his sharp suit feel almost out of place. His neatly combed hair, for example, was betrayed by a rebellious strand that danced freely above his temple.

Although he moved to his desk with a grace that lasted until the corner of his coat caught on the chair. The small hitch made him pause and adjust himself with an exaggerated deliberation, as though convincing anyone watching that it had been part of the plan. Hyejin’s lips twitched at the effort.

“Miss Hwang,” Yeosang began, straightening a stack of papers that didn’t need straightening. “I apologise if you were suddenly given a task to make a review of each of the palace staff profiles but I was assured by your head chief that you would excel at this simple task.”

“I have,” Hyejin replied, her voice steady. “I’m familiar with their roles, connections, and habits.”

Yeosang nodded, his expression shifting to one of intrigue. “Impressive. Go on.”

Hyejin’s tone was neutral, though her delivery was sharp. “Jihee, the head maid, has served for twelve years. Her assistant, Mina, often takes unauthorized liberties with palace access, possibly to relay information to her brother in the capital. Captain Jang oversees the royal wing’s security, but Lieutenant Seo seems... distracted, perhaps overly so because his wife is currently on maternity leave.”

Yeosang’s brows lifted, and he leaned back, his fingers steepling under his chin. “And me?”

Her gaze flicked over him. “Six years as senior advisor. A reputation for precision and impartiality, though you’re not above making light of formalities to put others at ease. Loyal to the prince, but pragmatically so—you seem to value the palace’s stability above all else.”

Yeosang’s mouth quirked in a half-smile. “Fair observations, Miss Hwang, though you’ve missed one thing.”

Hyejin tilted her head slightly, waiting.

“I am not without my quirks,” he said with mock solemnity, gesturing vaguely toward the stubborn strand of hair that refused to cooperate.

Hyejin’s lips twitched again. “I had noticed. It does give you a... humanizing touch, Advisor Kang.”

Yeosang chuckled lightly, the sound breaking the tension in the room. “Well played, Miss Hwang. You’ve clearly done your homework. That will serve you well—provided you, don’t let it get to your head.”

“Only if I’m allowed to act on what I’ve learned,” she countered smoothly. Yeosang leaned forward, his tone both amused and pointed. “In this palace, Miss Hwang, acting on knowledge is both a privilege and a test. You’ll find that balance soon enough.”

“Well then,” he said, clasping his hands as though beginning a lecture. “Let’s start with a bit of history. The Jung family has ruled this kingdom for—” He paused, counting silently on his fingers. “—oh, about three centuries, give or take a decade. Though, if you ask His Highness, he’ll round up to make it sound more impressive.”

Hyejin nodded, jotting down notes in her mind. Yeosang noticed her focus and grinned.

“They’re not all exciting details, I admit. But I’ve found a few gems over the years.” He leaned forward conspiratorially. “For example, did you know the Jung family once hosted a banquet where an entire roasted ox was accidentally set on fire? The cooks saved it by convincing the guests it was a new culinary technique. Flaming Ox Feast, they called it.”

Hyejin blinked, her face betraying nothing. “How did the guests react?”

“They loved it,” Yeosang said, his grin widening. “One guest asked for a second serving and accidentally set his sleeve on fire. That’s why we now have strict safety protocols for royal banquets.” Hyejin didn’t react outwardly, but Yeosang caught the faintest twitch of her lips.

Moving on, he tapped a finger on a large book spread open before him. “Now, about the family’s businesses. For the past fifteen years, the Jung family has invested heavily in industries ranging from agriculture to renewable energy. The silk trade remains their crown jewel, though His Highness is trying to modernize their portfolio.”

He pointed to a graph in the book, then glanced at Hyejin, who was clearly absorbing every word.

“And the traditions,” he continued, flipping a page with a flourish. “Each kingdom celebrates its ancestral heritage three months apart from the others. It’s a logistical nightmare for someone like me, but it ensures no one’s anniversary gets overshadowed. Think of it as a staggered birthday party—except with less cake and more politics.”

Yeosang paused, tilting his head thoughtfully. “Actually, I take that back. There’s plenty of cake. One year, I tripped carrying a slice and spilled icing all over Prince Wooyoung’s ceremonial sash. He hasn’t let me forget it.” 

Hyejin’s gaze flicked to him. “And yet, you remain the senior advisor.”

“Resilience, Miss Hwang,” he said with mock gravity. “And a very expensive dry-cleaning service.”

As he spoke, Yeosang gestured animatedly, occasionally knocking over a quill or misplacing a scroll, only to retrieve it seconds later with an apologetic laugh. Despite his clumsy moments, his words carried weight, and his passion for the history and traditions of the palace was evident. Hyejin, ever composed, absorbed the information with an almost mechanical efficiency. Her stoic demeanor was a sharp contrast to Yeosang’s lively explanations, but somehow, their energies balanced the room.

When Yeosang paused to sip his tea, he caught her staring at the diffuser. “Ah, lavender,” he said, gesturing toward it. “Supposed to help with focus. Or was it sleep? Either way, it smells nice.”

Hyejin nodded curtly. “It’s effective.” 

“Thank you, Miss Hwang,” he said with an exaggerated bow, causing his chair to creak alarmingly. Though her expression remained unchanged, Hyejin’s silence carried the faintest edge of amusement, like a ripple in a still pond.

As their conversation came to a close, Yeosang leaned back in his chair, folding his arms. “And that, Miss Hwang, is your crash course in palace history, business ventures, and our frankly exhausting calendar of traditions. Any questions?”

Hyejin’s gaze remained steady. “None, Advisor Kang. Your explanations were... thorough.”

“I live to serve,” he replied with a mock salute, only to knock over his tea in the process. As he scrambled to save the documents from the spreading stain, Hyejin sets a soft sigh through her nose before rising gracefully, her expression unchanging as she watches him flail.

“Good day, Advisor Kang,” she said, bowing her head in respect, turning toward the door.

“And to you, Miss Hwang,” Yeosang called after her, still clutching a soggy parchment. “Try not to take life too seriously—it’s more fun this way.”

Her only response was the soft click of the door closing behind her, leaving Yeosang to wonder if she’d ever cracked a smile in her life.

Hyejin made her way to the palace library, a haven of tranquility bathed in soft golden sunlight streaming through tall, arched windows. The endless rows of bookshelves, stacked meticulously with leather-bound volumes, seemed to invite her into their world of wisdom and secrets. Just moments after she steps out of Senior advisor Yeosang, Kang Yeosang’s voice called out from behind her.

“Miss Hwang!” He poked his head out from his office, a sly smile tugging at his lips as he held up another folder. “One more for your collection. You’ll thank me later.”

Hyejin arched her brow but said nothing as she took the file. The name embossed on the cover in bold letters immediately caught her attention: Jung Wooyoung—the crown prince of the Jung Kingdom. 

A new assignment lay before her: to uncover more about Prince Jung Wooyoung and discern why he might be targeted by an enemy. The weight of the task settled in her mind, weaving threads of possibilities and scenarios. Some seemed straightforward, almost too obvious, yet she couldn’t ignore the sense of something deeper lurking beneath the surface.

Her lips tilted slightly to the side in thought as she jotted down notes on the notepad she always carried. Yeosang’s earlier lecture about the Jung family history replayed in her mind, prompting her to stand and head toward the towering shelves that lined the library walls. Her movements were purposeful, her surroundings blurring as her focus sharpened on the task.

Reaching the genealogy section, her breath hitched in mild surprise. Each member of the Jung family had their own book, meticulously organized by generation. The current lineage was no exception, with titles gleaming in gold embossing. Even Queen Jung’s life story had its volume, regal and dignified among the others.

Hyejin’s fingers ghosted over the spines before stopping at one labeled Prince Jung Wooyoung. It was lighter than she’d expected, though its presence spoke volumes. 

She opened the file first, her gaze immediately drawn to its contents. Her eyes scanned the neatly typed lines, each word meticulously crafted to paint a vivid portrait of the prince: his accolades, his ceremonial duties, and his undeniably mischievous reputation. Her lips twitched faintly at the candid photograph clipped to the file—a snapshot of Wooyoung smiling gently, his expression carefree and full of life, his eyes sparkling with unrestrained joy.

Her fingers brushed against the edges of the photo as her thoughts wandered. Mischievous yet diligent, unpredictable yet fiercely loyal. There was more to Prince Jung Wooyoung than the surface suggested, and Hyejin intended to uncover every layer.

With the book resting in her lap and the file spread out before her, Hyejin couldn’t help but feel a flicker of intrigue, one that hinted this assignment would be anything but ordinary.

Her head tilted to the side, “Why are you being targeted …”

Just as she turned another page, the quiet serenity of the library was shattered by the sound of chaotic footsteps and a burst of loud laughter. The marble floors amplified the noise of squeaky shoes, echoing through the cavernous space.

Hyejin barely had time to glance up before a blur of movement barreled into her.

“Ack—!”

“Ah!”

It all seemed to happen in slow motion, as if the universe itself had decided to gift Wooyoung one of his beloved romantasy moments. The collision sent Hyejin stumbling backward, but before she could hit the floor, a warm hand cradled the back of her head, cushioning her fall.

Time stretched impossibly thin as she opened her eyes, the world around her a haze of sunlight and blurred shapes. The only thing in focus was the face hovering mere inches above hers—a pair of wide, apologetic brown eyes framed by dark, windswept hair. 

Hyejin’s breath hitched as she recognized him instantly. Prince Jung Wooyoung.

“Uh, hi?” Wooyoung offered, his voice soft and hesitant, as if unsure whether to apologize or laugh at the sheer absurdity of the moment. His hand still rested behind her head, his other splayed across the marble floor to brace their fall. The proximity was dizzying.

Hyejin blinked, trying to steady herself, though the faint heat rising to her cheeks betrayed her otherwise stoic expression. “Your Highness, if you don’t mind...”

“Oh! Right!” Wooyoung scrambled to his feet, his movements clumsy but endearing, before extending a hand to help her up. “I, uh... didn’t mean to crash into you. Literally. Hyungmin stole my limited-edition figurine, and—I mean, not that you care about that, but—are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

Hyejin ignored his rambling as she brushed herself off, her composure returning like armor sliding into place. “I’m fine, Your Highness. However, the library is not the place for such... activities.”

Wooyoung winced, running a hand through his tousled hair. “Yeah, uh, sorry about that. I’ll just...” He trailed off, his gaze dropping to the open file now scattered on the floor. His photo stared back at him, smug as ever.

“Wait,” he said, his lips quirking into a grin. “Were you reading about me?”

Hyejin hesitated, her silence more damning than any words.

“Oh, this is perfect,” Wooyoung declared, his grin widening as he crouched to gather the fallen papers. “Did Yeosang give you this? Of course, he did. What’d he say about me? ‘Most charming prince in history’? ‘Devastatingly handsome’? ‘A little clumsy but lovable’?”

Hyejin took the papers from his hands, her movements sharp and deliberate. “Professional details, Your Highness. Nothing more.”

Wooyoung straightened, his boyish charm undeterred. “Well, if you want the real details, you’ll have to ask me directly. Lucky for you, I’m not busy—except for the whole Hyungmin-stealing-my-stuff situation. Speaking of which—Hyungmin!”

With a sudden burst of energy, Wooyoung darted off again, chasing the culprit down the hall. His laughter echoed through the library, a mix of exasperation and pure, unfiltered joy.

Hyejin stood rooted to the spot, the faintest trace of a smile threatening to tug at her lips. She quickly shook it off, returning her attention to the scattered pages in her hands. But as she gathered them, one thought lingered in her mind: The crown prince was as unpredictable as the stories described—and perhaps just as dangerous to her carefully composed world.

Her head drops to the side as she marvels through the library with a faint thump in her chest. 

taglist: @chngbnwf . @passerbyforfun

[slytherinshua]

yeah i'm def gonna try and sleep soon as well and i'd def love some soft song recs 🫶🏻

i can't wait to read your tws fics cus i know they'll bring me joy but ANGST KYUNGMIN? I'll definitely sob but it'll be so worth it 🙏

- 🪩

yess okay so some songs i'd recommend are

summer shape - onf

i.t.i.l.u - onf

thermometer - onf (ik a lot of onf but they have the best ballads trust me)

my warm loneliness - lucy

dream - lucy

wherever you are - ha hyunsang

blue flower - lia (alchemy of souls ost) (its just such a pretty song i literally listen to it to relax..)

enough - lucy

our spring - verivery

alarm - hwang minhyun (my lovely liar ost) (so soft and soothing i swear)

i hope these help and you get some good sleep my love <33

YESSS IM SO EXCITED TO WRITE MORE TMRW THATS MY GOAL <3333 and idk if ill finish the kyungmin angst but we will see it didn't get very far and i started writing it before i was in my recent tws era so :( it might die...

[jisungshotfirst]

Idols MBTIs

all mentioned here are from the idols themselves, not fans guesses. A/T = assertive / turbulent. I will continue to update it.

INTJ - Architect 

Shin Ryujin - ITZY

Kim Jongseob - P1Harmony  T

Choi Jiung - P1Harmony  T

Koo Jungmo - Cravity

Hong Seunghyun (Juhan) - BLITZERS

Han Hyeongjun (Junhan) - Xdinary Heroes

INTP - Logician 

Park Chaewon (Gowon) - LOONA

Hong Minchan - Verivery

Oh Sehun - EXO

Lee Heeseung - Enhypen

Jeon Minwook (J-MIN) - BAE173

Keum Donghyun - EPEX

Song Byeonghee (Bain) - JUST B

Do Hanse - Victon

Park Jaechan - DONGKIZ

ENTJ - Commander

Ju Haknyeon - THE BOYZ  T 

Jeon Heejin - LOONA

Park Jihoon - Treasure  T

Kim Doyoung - Treasure  T

Lee Soojin - Weeekly

Cho Chanhyuk (Chan) - TO1

Park Junseo - BAE173

Kim Kibum (Key) - SHINee

Lee Youngbin - I-LAND

Yoon Hyunsuk - CIX 

ENTP - Debater

Kang Younghyun (Young K) - Day6

Song Mingi - ATEEZ 

Lee Juyeon - THE BOYZ  T

Kim Sunwoo - THE BOYZ  A

Oh Heejun - KNK

Johnny Suh - NCT

Park Jimin (Jamie) - Solo

Shimada Shouu (Lien) - MIRAE

Alexander Schmidt (Alex) - DRIPPIN

Lee Geonu - I-LAND/ JUSTB A

Kwak Jiseok (Ga-n) - Xdinary Heroes

INFJ - Advocate 

Jeon Wonwoo - Seventeen 

Lee Jihoon (Woozi) - Seventeen 

Xu Minghao (The8) - Seventeen 

Im Jaebeom (JB) - Got7

Ha Sooyoung (Yves) - LOONA 

So Junghwan - Treasure  A

Mark Lee - NCT  A

Dong Sicheng (Winwin) - NCT / WayV  A

Ten - NCT / WayV

Kim Jungwoo - NCT 

Choi Minki (Ren) - Nu'est  T

Kang Hyungu (Kanghyun) - Onewe

Song Hyeongjun - Cravity

Lee Dongmin (Cha Eunwoo) - ASTRO

Joo Changuk - DRIPPIN

Cho Minwoo (A-Min) - EPEX

Lee Jaeho (Jeff) - EPEX

Kim Yoonwon - I-LAND

Daniel Kim - I-LAND

Kim Jongin (Kai) - EXO

Jang Yeeun (J) - STAYC

INFP - Mediator

Hwang Hyunjin - Stray Kids  T

Kim Hongjoong - ATEEZ 

Choi San - ATEEZ 

Choi Seungcheol (S.Coups) - Seventeen 

Wen Junhui (Jun) - Seventeen 

Kwon Soonyoung (Hoshi) - Seventeen 

Lee Seokmin (DK) - Seventeen 

Kim Wonpil - Day6

Kim Yugyeom - Got7

Choi Youngjae - Got7

Jacob Bae - THE BOYZ  T

Kim Younghoon - THE BOYZ  T

Kevin Moon - THE BOYZ  T

Choi Chanhee (New) - THE BOYZ  T

Hirai Momo - Twice  T

Chaeyoung - Twice 

Wong Gaahei (Vivi) - LOONA

Jo Gye Hyeon - Verivery 

Yoo Kang Min - Verivery 

Kim Junkyu - Treasure  T

Kanemoto Yoshinori - Treasure  A

Yoon Jaehyuk - Treasure  T

Hanada Asahi - Treasure  A

Bang Yedam - Treasure  T

Kim Jibeom - Golden Child T

Choi Chihoon - TO1

Jang Kyungho - TO1

Haku Shota (Soul) - P1Harmony  A

Kim Hyunwoo (Muzin) - BAE173

Nam Dohyun - X1 / BAE173

Zhong Chenle - NCT  T

Park Jisung - NCT

Lee Changyoon (E-Tion) - ONF

Moon Bin - ASTRO

Yoo Yongha - WEi

Lee Taemin - SHINee

Lee Donghun - A.C.E

Kim Sehyoon (WOW) - A.C.E

Too Douhyun - MIRAE

Park Siyoung - MIRAE

Suh Kyungmin (MU) - EPEX

Kim Jiwon (Bobby) - iKon

Kim Youngkyun (Hwiyoung) - SF9

Jung Echan - I-LAND

Yoon Seeun - STAYC

Baek Sunwoo (Baekgyeul) - E'LAST T

Jang Junho (Go_U) - BLITZERS

Choi Jinhwa - BLITZERS

Chris Han - BLITZERS

Choi Gyeongseok (Lutan) - BLITZERS

Cho Wooju - BLITZERS

Moon Hyunbin - CIIPHER

Kim Sangwoo - JUST B

Eric Nam - Solo

Kim Siyoon - Billlie

ENFJ - Protagonist 

Bang Chan - Stray Kids  T

Jung Yunho - ATEEZ 

Jung Wooyoung - ATEEZ

Park Sungjin - Day6

Joshua Hong - Seventeen 

Kim Mingyu - Seventeen 

Lee Chan (Dino) - Seventeen 

Jackson Wang - Got7 

Lee Jaehyun (Hyunjae) - THE BOYZ  A

Eric Sohn - THE BOYZ  T

Kim Yongseung - Verivery

Park Chanyeol - EXO

Choi Jisu (Lia) - ITZY

Shin Yuna - ITZY

Kim Jaehyun - N.Flying T

Ju Harin - Onewe

Lee Giwook (CyA) - Onewe

Hwang Junseo - DKB

Lee Jaeyun - TO1

Oh Sungmin (Jerome) - TO1

Choi Beomgyu - TXT

Kim Yonghee - CIX 

Park Serim - Cravity

Jay Park - Enhypen

Kim Minseo - DRIPPIN

Seo Yewang - EPEX

Kim Taeyong - I-LAND

Choi Jaeho - I-LAND

Choi Seon - I-LAND

Park Sieun - STAYC

Gil Dohwan - CIIPHER

Lim Jimin - JUST B

Goo Gunil - Xdinary Heroes

Heo Chan - Victon

ENFP - Campaigner

Seo Changbin - Stray Kids  T

Lee Felix - Stray Kids  T

Boo Seungkwan - Seventeen 

Im Yeojin - LOONA

Choi Yerim (Choerry) - LOONA

Kim Jiwoo (Chuu) - LOONA 

Lee Dongheon - Verivery

Ju Yeonho - Verivery

Choi Hyunsuk - Treasure  T

Takata Mashiho - Treasure  T

Lee Donghyuck (Haechan) - NCT 

Wong Yukhei (Lucas) - NCT / WayV T

Xiao Dejun (Xiaojun) - NCT / WayV  

Choi Yeonjun - TXT

Lee Jangjun - Golden Child

Hong Joochan - Golden Child

Yang Heechan - DKB

Han Harry-June - DKB

Jeong Sewoon - Solo

Choi Jisu - TO1

Cha Woonggi - TO1

Kim Jeyu (J.You) - TO1

Lee Dongwon - KNK

Park Chaeyoung (Rosé) - Blackpink

Yoon Keeho - P1Harmony  A

Choi Taeyang (Theo)  - P1Harmony  A

Hwang Intak - P1Harmony  

Kim Seunghun - CIX

Lee Seungjun (J-US) - ONF

Shim Jaeyoung (Wyatt) - ONF

Park Minkyun (MK) - ONF

Park Jinwoo (JinJin) - ASTRO

Kim Myungjun (MJ) - ASTRO

Kim Sunoo - Enhypen

Ham Wonjin - Cravity

Kim Taeyoung - Cravity

Kwon Eunbi - IZ*ONE

Go Sungho (Mujin) - Kingdom

Yang Dongsik (Louis) - Kingdom

Lee Sangmin (Khael) - MIRAE

Son Dongpyo - MIRAE

Lee Hyeop - DRIPPIN

Kim Dongyun - DRIPPIN

Kim Hyunwoo (Baekseung) - EPEX

K - I-LAND

Nicholas - I-LAND

Jo Kyungmin - I-LAND

Chu Jimin (JM) - I-LAND/ JUSTB

Sim Jayun (Yoon) - STAYC

Won Hyuk - E'LAST

Lee Jooyeon - Xdinary Heroes

Kim Haram - Billlie

Fukutomi Tsuki - Billlie

Kim Suyeon (Sheon) - Billlie

ISTJ - Logistician 

Mark Tuan - Got7 

Park Sunghoon - Enhypen

Yang Jungwon - Enhypen

Byun Euijoo (EJ) - I-LAND

Kim Byeonggeun (Hwi) - CIIPHER

Park Junhee (Jun) - A.C.E

ISFJ - Defender 

Yang Jeongin (I.N.) - Stray Kids

Yoon Jeonghan - Seventeen 

Kang Yeosang - ATEEZ

Park Jinyoung - Got7

Jung Jinsol (Jinsoul) - LOONA

Kim Dahyun - Twice  T

Kim Doyoung - NCT  T

Na Jaemin - NCT  T

Hwang Yeji - ITZY

Cha Hun - N.Flying A

Sorn - CLC

Kim Minsu - TO1

Mizuguchi Yuto (U) - ONF

Allen Ma - Cravity

Kim Donghyun - Golden Child

Cha Junho - DRIPPIN

Kim Yohan - WEi

Bae Sumin - STAYC

Kang Seungsik - Victon T

Choi Byungchan - Victon T

Kim Suhyun - Billlie

ESTJ - Executive

Bam Bam - Got7

Kim Jungeun (Kim Lip) - LOONA

Kim Jisoo - Blackpink

Jake Sim - Enhypen

Kim Donghan - WEi

Kim Byeongkwan - A.C.E

ESFJ - Consul 

Lee Minho - Stray Kids  T

Kim Seungmin - Stray Kids  A

Park Seonghwa - ATEEZ 

Choi Jongho - ATEEZ 

Lee Chaeryeong - ITZY

Son Dongju (Xion) - Oneus

Son Dongmyeong - Onewe

Kim Donghyun - AB6IX

Lisa - Blackpink 

Qian Kun - NCT / WayV  T

Kim Hyojin - ONF

Kwak Dawit (Wish) - EPEX

Jang Daehyeon - WEi

Kang Seokhwa - WEi A

Kim Junseo - WEi

Hanbin - I-LAND

No Sungchul - I-LAND

Lee Byoung Gon (BX) - CIX

Lee Chaeyoung (Isa) - STAYC

Yoon Sanha - ASTRO

Park Minhyuk (Rocky) - ASTRO

Kang Yuchan (Chan) - A.C.E

Heo Chan - Victon T

Oh Seungmin (O.de) - Xdinary Heroes

ISTP - Virtuoso

Han Jisung - Stray Kids  T

Son Hyejoo (Olivia Hye) - LOONA 

Im Nayeon - Twice  A

Vernon Choi - Seventeen

Yeo Hwanwoong - Oneus

Hueningkai - TXT

Bae Jinyoung - CIX

Jeon Doyum (DY) - JUST B

Ahn Seongmin - Cravity

ISFP - Adventurer 

Yoon Dowoon - Day6

Myoui Mina - Twice  T

Park Jihyo - Twice 

Chou Tzuyu - Twice  A 

Bae Hoyoung - Verivery

Watanabe Haruto - Treasure  T

Park Jeongwoo - Treasure  T 

Lee Jeno - NCT  A

Moon Taeil - NCT 

Choi Soobin - TXT

Shin Jiyoon - Weeekly

Song Donggeon - TO1

Kim Yerim (Yeri) - Red Velvet

Jung Gun (Yoojun) - BAE173

Na Gyumin (Doha) - BAE173

Seo Woobin - Cravity

Kang Minhee - Cravity

Kim Geonhak (Leedo) - Oneus

Lee Jinki (Onew) - SHINee

Lee Mijoo - Lovelyz

Kim Jungsu - Xdinary Heroes

Moon Sua - Billlie

ESTP - Entrepreneur 

Jung Sungchan - NCT 

Jin Yonghoon - Onewe

Kang Taehyun - TXT

Hwang Yunseong - DRIPPIN

ESFP - Entertainer 

Lee Sangyeon - THE BOYZ  T

Ji Changmin (Q) - THE BOYZ  T

Lee Changmin (E-Chan) - DKB

Kim Hyunjin - LOONA

Jung Jaehyun - NCT

Lee Hangyul - X1 / BAE173

Ryu Youngseo - BAE173

Jang Yubin - MIRAE

Lee Junhyuk - MIRAE

Nishimura Riki (Ni-ki) - Enhypen

Taki - I-LAND

Jeon Woong - AB6IX T

Osato Haruna - Billlie

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⠀― HWANG KYUNGMIN : Everybody wants to be my enemy.

Hwang Kyung Min (Kim Dongwook) of The King of Pigs (2022)

audio credit: andrian on youtube.