#nerd!Baek

[archaeopteriex]

Silly solsahpodo doodles... and even sillier telenovela (re:sinetron)-esq text editing by the advice (silly talks) of my friends kit & carrot

God ive been sooo solsahpodopilled these past few days i just. I love saheon panicking over the timid bespectacled grape agent and mean kim soleum.... gay asses (positive) (happy)

[kasimeros-shilly]

ESCUCHENME PORFAVOR!!!

[heartbellamy]

the fact that show!benedict gave up on his art when he felt like he wasn't good enough and sophie canonically being the one person who really sees benedict and who supports his dreams makes this even more important like come on make it happen!!!!

tbh if benedict and sophie's season doesn't end with a beautifully cinematic shot of the two of them standing side by side looking at one of his paintings hanging up in the national gallery i will be so upset

[xoxolaw]

+ YOU AND ME

in which Geum Seong-je happened to find someone very interesting... Baku's sister.

Geum Seong-je x Baku's sister

requested here.

The museum’s marble floors gleamed under the afternoon sun, filtering through tall windows. Yeon Si-Eun stood near a display of ancient pottery, his sharp eyes scanning a brochure, though his mind lingered on the weight of his past. Beside him, Park Hu-Min—Baku to most—grinned, nudging Seo Jun-Tae, who was fumbling with a stack of pamphlets. Go Hyun-Tak leaned against a pillar, arms crossed, watching the crowd with calm intensity.

“Relax, Jun-Tae,” Hu-Min said, his voice warm but teasing. “You’re gonna scare the kids with that nervous energy.”

Jun-Tae flushed, adjusting his glasses. “I’m not nervous! I just… don’t want to mess this up.”

Si-Eun’s lips twitched, a rare half-smile breaking his stoic mask.

Hu-Min caught it, his grin widening. “Look at that! Si-Eun’s actually enjoying himself. Gotta mark this day in history.”

“Focus,” Hyun-Tak muttered, though his eyes softened. The group’s camaraderie was a fragile warmth, a shield against the shadows of their past fights with the Union.

But the peace didn’t last.

A shadow fell across the exhibit hall, accompanied by the scuff of boots and low, mocking laughter. Geum Seong-Je strode in, orange jacket slung over one shoulder, a dangerous grin splitting his face. Behind him, a handful of Kanghak High delinquents smirked, their presence like a brewing storm.

Si-Eun’s smile vanished. His hand tightened around the pen in his pocket.

“Well, well,” Seong-Je drawled, his voice laced with playful menace. “Eunjang’s finest, playing tour guides? Didn’t know you nerds had hobbies.”

Hu-Min stepped forward, his easy grin masking the steel in his eyes. “Seong-Je. You lost, or just here to ruin everyone’s day?”

Seong-Je’s laugh was sharp, like broken glass. “Just looking for some fun, Baku. And I hear your boy Si-Eun’s got some new tricks.” His gaze locked onto Si-Eun, who met it with a cold, unyielding stare.

Before the tension could snap, a new voice cut through, sharp and fearless.

“If you’re here for a fight, pick a better spot. These artifacts are worth more than your ego.”

All eyes turned to a girl near a display case, arms crossed and defiant glint in her eyes. Park Ji-Yeon, Hu-Min’s younger sister. A compact figure with a stance that screamed confidence. Her hair was tied back in a loose ponytail, and her volunteer badge hung crooked on her jacket, like an afterthought.

Hu-Min’s expression flickered, a mix of pride and exasperation. “Ji-Yeon, what are you doing here?”

“Looking out for you,” she shot back, tone dry. “Someone’s gotta keep you idiots out of trouble.”

Seong-Je’s grin widened, his eyes raking over her. “Baku’s sister, huh? Heard you’re a handful. Even Baek-Jin says to steer clear.” His tone was teasing, but there was caution beneath it, like a predator sizing up something it didn’t quite understand.

Ji-Yeon snorted, stepping closer. “Baek-Jin’s smarter than you, then. Walk away, or you’ll regret it.”

The Kanghak lackeys snickered, but Seong-Je raised a hand, silencing them. His gaze flicked from Hu-Min to Ji-Yeon. “Feisty. I like it. Let’s see if you’re as tough as your brother.”

Si-Eun’s voice cut in, low and sharp. “Leave her out of this.”

Seong-Je’s attention snapped back to him, his grin turning feral. “Oh, don’t worry, brainiac. You’re still my main event.”

The air crackled. Then Seong-Je lunged—his fist aiming for Si-Eun’s face.

But Si-Eun was faster, sidestepping and jabbing his pen into Seong-Je’s wrist. A grunt of pain followed. The museum erupted into chaos. Kanghak delinquents charged. Hu-Min, Hyun-Tak, and Jun-Tae sprang into action.

Ji-Yeon didn’t hesitate.

A lanky thug swung at her, underestimating her size. She ducked, years of sparring with Hu-Min showing in her smooth movements, and swept his legs out. He crashed to the floor. Another lackey grabbed her arm—she twisted free, slammed her elbow into his nose. A crunch followed.

“Nice one, Ji-Yeon!” Hu-Min called, mid-punch. “But stay back!”

“Like hell,” she shot back, eyes locking on Seong-Je and Si-Eun grappling near a glass case of swords.

Si-Eun fought with surgical precision—using displays to pivot and redirect. But Seong-Je was relentless. He landed a glancing blow to Si-Eun’s shoulder. Si-Eun staggered.

Before Hu-Min could stop her, Ji-Yeon moved.

She grabbed a broom, snapped the handle over her knee, and shouted, “Hey, adrenaline junkie!”

She hurled the broken shaft.

It hit Seong-Je square in the back.

He spun, grin faltering into something darker. “You really want to play, huh?”

Ji-Yeon stood her ground. “I don’t play. I win.”

Seong-Je laughed—wild, unhinged. “Baku taught you well. But you’re out of your league, princess.”

Before he could move, Hyun-Tak tackled him into a display stand. Alarms blared. Artifacts rattled.

Si-Eun recovered, eyes flicking to Ji-Yeon with unspoken gratitude.

“Enough!” Hu-Min roared, shoving down the last thug. He grabbed Ji-Yeon’s arm. “You’re gonna get yourself hurt.”

She yanked free. “I can handle myself! You taught me that.”

Seong-Je rose, brushing dust off his jacket, his grin returning—now tinged with wariness. “You’re all a damn riot,” he muttered, eyes lingering on Ji-Yeon. “Especially you. Tell you what, princess—next time, no backup. Just you and me.”

But Ji-Yeon didn’t know…

That the next time it would be just her and Seong-Je, the situation would look very different.

Her back slammed against a cold brick wall, chest rising in shallow gasps. Seong-Je stood inches from her, one hand braced beside her head, the other gripping her wrist tightly.

She’d been running. Not from him—but from something worse.

And he’d found her first.

His breath hitched as he looked down at her. Gone was the loud museum, the crowd, the chaos. Here, in a shadowed alley lit only by flickering neon, it was just the two of them. Just the sound of her breath, the tremble in her lip, the fierce defiance still flickering in her gaze.

“You should’ve known better than to run alone,” he murmured, voice low, rough, unreadable.

Ji-Yeon’s heart thundered. “Let me go.”

His grip didn’t loosen.

“I told you, princess,” Seong-Je said, his head lowering, the smirk returning to his lips. “Next time... no backup.”

Seong-je’s hand was still around her wrist—firm, but not hurting her. Not quite. His presence was suffocating, a storm pressed close, eyes dark and unreadable under the soft flicker of a nearby neon sign.

“You were being followed,” he said, voice low and steady, like he was trying to convince himself of something. “By them. Not me.”

She didn’t answer.

Didn’t trust her voice.

Didn’t trust him.

But she didn’t pull away either.

Seong-je’s eyes dropped to her hand—trembling slightly in his grip. He exhaled slowly through his nose, the moment hanging heavy between them.

“You’re bleeding.” His fingers moved, brushing over the scrape on her palm.

Ji-Yeon flinched at the touch. “Don’t pretend to care.”

Something sharp flickered in his gaze, but it wasn’t anger.

It was… guilt.

Frustration.

Something raw.

He leaned in, just slightly. Close enough for her to smell blood and sweat and the faint scent of smoke clinging to his clothes. Close enough to make her heart lurch.

“I don’t pretend,” he said, quiet now. “That’s your brother’s game. Your friends’ game. I say what I mean.”

“And what’s that supposed to mean?” she snapped.

His eyes locked on hers. “It means when I told you I liked you back there, in the museum—I wasn’t joking.”

Ji-Yeon’s stomach dropped.

The world tilted.

“You’re insane,” she whispered, voice shaking now. “You humiliated my friends. You hurt people.”

“I never touched you,” Seong-je countered, voice hardening. “Never crossed a line.”

She scoffed. “Like that means anything—”

“—It does,” he interrupted, firm now. “Because I’ve hurt a lot of people. But I never wanted to hurt you.”

Her breath caught in her throat.

Seong-je’s hand dropped from her wrist.

He stepped back half a pace, hands lifted—not in surrender, but something quieter. A truce. A line he wouldn’t cross.

“I was there tonight because I saw those bastards circling you. I followed them. Not you. They were going to jump you near the exit.”

She stared at him. Dazed. Confused. Furious.

And something else she couldn’t name.

“Why?” she managed. “Why would you help me?”

His tongue clicked against the roof of his mouth. “Maybe because I’m selfish. Maybe because I wanted to be the one you looked at when you’re pissed off and breathing like that.”

He nodded toward her heaving chest, his voice suddenly quieter, throat tighter.

“Maybe,” he added, eyes raking over her, “because I haven’t stopped thinking about that look in your eyes when you threw that broken broom at me.”

Ji-Yeon blinked. “You’re insane,” she repeated—but it sounded different now. Weaker. Shaken.

He stepped closer again, his voice dropping an octave. “You stood your ground against me. No one does that, Ji-Yeon.”

“You scare people.”

“I scare you?”

She froze. Her silence said everything.

A crooked smile touched his lips—but there was no mockery in it this time. Just something dark and searching and dangerous in a way that made her chest tighten.

He reached out slowly, like she was a wild animal he didn’t want to spook. His hand brushed her jaw.

“Don’t,” she said—but her voice cracked.

“I’m not going to hurt you,” he said gently, his fingers curling just under her chin. “I could have. Back there. I could’ve scared you for real. But I didn’t.”

She swallowed.

“I’m not scared of you,” she whispered.

He leaned in, forehead nearly touching hers. “Then why are you shaking?”

Her hands balled into fists at her sides. “Because I don’t understand you.”

His mouth tilted closer, breath fanning her cheek. “Then figure me out.”

The silence stretched.

Ji-Yeon’s pulse was a wild thing in her throat. Her hand moved without permission—fingers gripping the front of his shirt, twisted tight.

And for a second, just a second, Seong-je went still.

Like he didn’t expect her to reach for him.

Like she’d become the danger now.

But she didn’t pull him in. She didn’t kiss him.

Instead, she shoved him—hard.

He stumbled back, blinking at her.

“Next time,” she said, voice trembling but fierce, “I won’t need backup. I’ll put you on the floor.”

Seong-je’s grin returned—but this time, it was slower. Darker. Almost proud.

“See you around, princess,” he said, walking backward into the night, hands in his pockets.

Ji-Yeon stayed frozen for a moment, back pressed against the bricks, heart still racing.

She didn’t know what that was between them.

But she knew it wasn’t over.

Not even close.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE + MASTERLIST

This is the kind of request, I would love to turn into a series. But for now, I guess this is what works 🫶

TAGLIST

@sunnyophelia @atztrsr @snoopsyka @cayrelyra @symphonies-of-poenies @ghost-reine @ginaaaa29 @gacktsa @inom17 @coffee-ii @dna-black-and-blue @intoanothermind @satoru2716 @kyungjunnies

[anonimusunnoaniswriting]

Geum Song Je X Reader | MDNI 18 +

Dark Themes, Red flag (obviously, its Seong Je), violence, sex, rough, manipulation.

The final part of the Possession series. Seong Je whisks you away from your demise and you find new reason to live. It's time to tame the wolf.

Part 1 is here | Part 2 is here

The driver of the taxi looked at you with a mild worry that was quickly lost when Seong Je shoved a wad of cash in his face and barked out an address; the only concern he had now was for himself and getting out of whatever situation this was, as quickly as possible. You lay slumped over in the backseat – Seong Je beside you – tears streaming down your face with no sign of stopping. 

Seong Je said nothing. 

You were aware of his eyes on you. They raked over your broken form, taking in the details, only stopping at your sullen face. If you had looked at him, you’d have noticed his smirk. Dark, and desirous, his eyes gave off the look of a crazed man while his mind raced. 

You, you punched Eunjang’s great White Mamba. The tiny thing he’d been keeping in his control for so many days did that. Nothing was more interesting. He felt completely vindicated in his decision to keep you by him now. 

The ride wasn’t long. The streets blurred past as you reached your destination where Seong Je carried you out in his arms, resting your head on his chest.  The scene took you back to  the day of Baek Jin’s funeral. The way he held you – just as he did now, close to his chest in this warm captivity. His reserved touch that you could tell held back the hunger for more. Carrying you away from the man you loved. 

That day, he’d laid you down as if you were made of glass, and then promised to wait for you no matter how long it took… 

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You didn’t know where you were. A grey apartment building stood tall in front of you. The only flash of colour came from a bunch of half peeling notices and posters stuck haphazardly on the outside of the door. 

The lift took the two of you all the way up to the 7th floor where Seong Je stepped out and carried you out to a unit which he punched in the code for with a practised ease. 

He hadn’t spoken yet. Part of him was angry that you gave his boys the slip – a logical reaction to your disobedience, but he couldn’t help being ecstatic about the events that unfolded after. 

The thrill he’d feel when he’d face an opponent thrummed just under the surface, only this time there had been no fight. Rather, he’d come to your rescue, pulling you away from an altercation.

Seong Je pushed the door open. The house was dark and mostly bare. There was a small sofa to the right, upon entry. This was flanked by two plush couches on the sides and a dark TV screen reflected the little diffused light coming from outside. In the centre was a coffee table covered in old magazines and papers. An ash-tray that was long overdue a cleaning spilled its sooty contents onto the glass tabletop in the centre. Seong Je let you down on the sofa and sat beside you, reaching over you to turn on a lamp on your side. The dim yellowish glow washed his face in warm light. 

He finally spoke, “If you wanted to go to see Si-eun so badly, all you had to do was ask, jagiya. I’d have taken you.” 

The tips of your ears burned and Seong Je sounded like he was underwater. You glared at him. “Why didn’t you let me fuck him up?” 

He ignored the question, continuing in the same careful tone one uses with a hurt child. “You aren’t the only one who misses him, jagiya. His ledgers, his accounts, it's fucking tough doing all that shit. He was the nerd. I'm not into that shit. It’s like he wrote a different language…”

He moved closer to you, pulling out a file full of papers from the coffee table in front. Sheet after sheet of paper displayed before you with writing you would recognise anywhere. Baek Jin had poured over these with you day after day. You knew them inside out. 

An exasperated cry came from the man beside you. “Nothing he ever did was easy, was it? Haha…” you could see in the corner of your eye he was clutching his hair. The mirthless laugh sent a chill down your spine.

You inhaled deeply trying to calm your nerves. These were simple calculations, bothersome at best buy with a little effort and a calculator... Your eyes scanned the pages, running over each line, each list, each note Baek Jin had made. Comprehension dawned on you. Your eyes widened. 

Na Baek Jin had assured you a job. 

His job. 

His position. 

A silent storm raged in your head. Just how much of this had he predicted? His untimely death? His inability to continue leading the union? Seong Je pouncing on what was his, the moment he saw an opening, and keeping you close so eventually when he needed help he would show you exactly this and give you the opportunity to claim the power Na Baek Jin always intended to pass onto you? 

You forced yourself to regulate your breaths. Getting ahead of yourself like this wouldn’t be of any use. You would have to play this carefully. 

“I need to use your toilet.” 

Seong Je waved in the direction of a small door – still half smirking, head in his hands as he looked over the numerous sheets.

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Washing your face, you calculated what you should do now. Baek Jin was incredibly strong and incredibly smart. 

He had known that Seong Je would be that rabid wolf who salivated all over the prospect of gaining his power. However at the same time, the pup wouldn’t have the brains to hold and manage such a large institution. 

The realisation came slow; setting in like the sunset you had wanted so much to see. You made up your mind, you wouldn’t lose Baek Jin again. 

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You shut the door behind you, wiping away the smudged mascara from your eyes, mind firm, but it didn’t hide the nervous tremble in your shoulders. Seong Je was still on the couch. His blazer lay crumpled on the coffee table in front and thin tendrils of smoke wafted from the lit cigarette between his lips. 

He tapped the spot beside him twice and took a long drag of the cigarette. Without dropping your gaze you made your way to him, undoing the buttons of your grey school jacket and shrugging it off. 

Your skirt hitched up as you ignored the spot he’d tapped and instead placed yourself astride his lap.  Seong Je’s eyes widened, however you gave him no opportunity to say anything, choosing instead to dip your head so your lips reached his ear and whispered, “It seems like you need help. All these ledgers, these accounts – Baek Jin’s plans… Let me help you. I understand Baek Jin. Everything he’s written, he’s taught me.” 

Seong Je raised an eyebrow. But you didn’t let him voice the obvious concern that’d popped in his head. A small hiss left his lips, when he felt your teeth gently graze against his helix, surprise only mounting as he felt you gently run your tongue along the rim of his ear where your teeth had grazed.

“Why? Did you think spreading my legs was all I did when we were together?”  

Seong Je probably couldn’t physically blush, but that was the closest he’d ever been to doing so. His hand found rest on your waist, running up your thigh, while the other put out his cigarette after another long drag. He pursed his lips and blew the smoke in your face, reaching out to tuck your hair behind your ear. . 

“What are you proposing, jagiya?” 

You resisted the urge to cough, breathing in the acrid smoke clouding around your head. You hated it but held in any open display of distaste and said,  “A partnership.”

Seong Je laughed, “A part– partnership! You want to be my partner?” 

You nodded. 

“So, you’re finally reciprocating? You’re finally mine?” 

You didn’t hesitate before leaving a soft kiss at the corner of his mouth. 

Seong Je pulled back sharply, blinking twice before the sparkle grew in his eye. “Ah. Jagiya... How unexpectedly bold you have suddenly become. Are you courting death?” 

You shook your head. 

“Really? I thought otherwise, seeing you swing that right hook at Yoon Si Eun without a care.” His arms wrapped around you as he pulled you closer and you could feel an obvious bulge press against your thigh. 

“Jagiya, don’t fucking take your eyes off me.” With that, he attacked your mouth. 

It was a clash of lips and teeth. Rough. Unruly. Just like him – nothing like Baek Jin. The ferocity in his movements burned. His movements were crude. Desperation in every touch. 

He pushed his hips up against your clothed crotch. Fingers tangled in your hair bringing you closer. His hand ran down your front touching the space between your breasts as he kissed his way down to the buttons of your blouse. 

He fumbled with the buttons in his haste to remove the offending cloth, stopping only when you came to help him. The first two buttons open, your collar fell apart to reveal just a glimpse of the soft mounds of your breasts. 

His lips dropped. Face buried in your voluptuous cleavage he inhaled deeply. The scent of your perfume, coupled with the sweat of the day drove him insane. Seong Je moaned against your neck – a shameless, dirty,  wanton sound. But it only got you wetter. 

His hands found yours, and placed them around his neck while he grabbed hold of your ass, lifting you off the couch and carrying you to the bedroom. You were pushed against the wall. Your head met the brick painfully. Teeth grinding he spat out an order that you would be a fool to disobey. 

“Kiss.”

Your hands carded through his hair fisting the dark locks as lips met. You rested your elbows on his shoulders, pulling him closer. The taste of his cigarette smoke invaded your senses again, spreading onto your tongue. He pushed your panties aside, swiping his fingers against your cunt. Two fingers circled your clit as he kissed your neck following a steady rhythm below. 

“Look at you.” he spoke within stuttered kisses. 

“So ready, so wet for me.” 

Kiss. 

“So pretty…” 

Kiss. 

“I’ve wanted you..”

Kiss. 

“...for so long.”

A swift movement pulled you onto the bed. You pawed at the hardness in his trousers, but Seong Je held your hands and pulled them to his hair once again. 

 He pinned you to the bed as he loosened your tie. The fabric swished under your collar and submitted to his pull. He tossed it aside. Seong Je turned you over halfway and used the tie to tie your hands behind your back. 

Panic flushed through you. “Seong Je, what– what are you doing?”

“Shhh.”He coaxed. “Don’t worry. I will never hurt you. I just like my pretty things on a leash.” He moved to your shirt.  

“Your parents could—”

“They won’t. Now shut up. Don’t make me have to gag you too." The coaxing tone gone, his threat was dark – loaded. You withdrew, not wanting to risk it. His lips hovered at the shell of your ear. 

You could hear the smile in his voice as he whispered. “I don't want to, I’d much rather hear the pretty noises you’ll make for me… I told you. I’ll take care of you. Won’t you trust me?” 

The shadows lengthened as Geum Je trailed his fingers down your shirt and unbuttoned the rest of your  blouse. The cold air hit your skin, only to be warmed gently by the radiating heat of Seong Je’s body. He dipped his head, leaving kisses with each button he undid. 

You pulled at your skirt – impatient, and he chuckled. Ducking his head between your thighs he pulled down the zipper holding it in place down and you shimmied it off. His lips pressed into your thigh. The kiss he left felt almost reverent. He pushed your panties aside and shoved his fingers in your cunt, curling them slowly. The gasp you let out was met with a lick of his lips and Seong Je buried his head between your breasts inhaling deeply. 

“Worth it…” The words were said so softly you barely caught it. 

Seong Je stuck out his tongue and licked a stripe from your belly button to your bra. The simple fabric held no interest for him and he took it in his teeth as he pulled down at it, simultaneously lifting you with his free hand and undoing the clasp. The veins in his arm popped as his left hand encircled your throat and he pulled down your bra, revealing your pretty breasts. You fell back with a bounce onto the mattress. Bra dangling like a half ripped gift wrap. 

“Worth it…” 

Your breath rose, shuddering, stuttering, “Seong Je…” You kept pulling against the ties on your wrists. 

Seong Je scoffed. His fingers were still inside you, repeating the motions like a metronome. “Look at you. Drenched, aren’t you? Where's all the confidence from earlier?” 

There was a sharp thwack against your cheek. You heard it before you felt it. The pain radiated across your face. You had heard of his strength. You had seen it too. But the first time feeling it was a horse of a different colour. 

Seong Je followed it with a devouring kiss. The room was so dark now you couldn’t see a thing. You could barely make out where Seong Je was as he headed further down. To your throat, then your breasts where his fingers found your nipples and he pinched them – hard while alternating between nipping and kissing your heated skin. The cries of pain from you only egged him on more and the feral wolf tugged at your panties tearing them off you with a loud rip. 

“Seong Je…” you moaned, tears forming in the corners of your eyes. 

He got off you and stepped back to get a good look. “Worth it.” 

“What are you talking about?” you asked softly, your eyes strained to see him properly. 

“Waiting for you, for all this time. It was worth it.” You heard him laugh. “Spread your legs. Don't make me have to do it.”

You had no choice but to follow. Seong Je laughed. He began undressing himself as he spoke to you. “So, partnership means a division of assets right?” 

You took in a sharp breath. Some tiny light coming from outside reflected off his well defined abs, highlighting every muscle. You couldn’t help stare. 

“Oi, legs apart. And answer me.” 

You snapped out of your daze, looking to where you believed his face would be. He wasn’t wearing his glasses anymore. You weren’t sure when he’d taken them off. 

“Fifty percent of profits. That’s what I want. I’ll handle the books. You handle the boys.” 

Seong Je laughed again. “You’ve really thought this through haven’t you? Okay. Cool. I’m agreeable with that.”

You felt the bed dip as his body moved closer to you again. Naked now. His cock stood – rock hard at attention, a bead of precum fell onto your stomach. 

Seong Je bent down again to your ear.

“And me. You can add me in what you get. And I’ll have you, ja-gi-ya. One hundred percent.”

His cock pushed into you with no warning. “Thank you for regaining your confidence. You’re unbelievably hot when you take charge like that, you know.. 

His hands encircled your throat, pressing down on the two hollow spots under your jaw. You quickly felt yourself get light headed. 

“Hundred percent you,” Seong Je punctuated with a thrust. “And hundred percent me. Sounds fair right?” 

You gasped feeling the air in your lungs run out, but ever so slowly tried to nod your head. Seong Je pressed down on you with his full weight. 

Panic ran through you and you thrashed against the sheets but he was much stronger, limiting your movement. 

“Hundred percent you, remember?” Your eyes had adjusted to the dark and you were able to make out the mad sadistic glint in his eye.  You felt your consciousness fading. 

“Seong Je…” you desperately mouthed. 

His lips met yours, hands releasing your throat. You gasped for fresh air, filling your lungs in-between his searing kisses. He slipped his hands under you, deftly undoing the tie around them. Finding your freedom you raked your fingers through his hair pulling and tugging the locks. Your hips lifted of their own volition meeting his frenzied thrusts. 

“You’re mine…” he gnashed out against your mouth. You could feel his smile and your climax hit you, similar to the way Seong je’s hits land on his opponents. A blinding, overwhelming pleasure finding  its way through your body to every extremity. 

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The moon had risen high enough in the sky to wash the room in an unearthly silver glow. Outside, the lights of the city had died down Orgasm after orgasm had left you both exhausted and lying in a mess of blankets and pillows. You smoked the remainder of the last cigarette you had been sharing with Seong Je. 

Smoke filled the room. You could smell it alongside the scent of fading perfume, your sweat, and sex. Seong Je lay with his head on your chest. His face was almost innocent looking in this position. 

You stroked his hair. He really was just a little pup. Easy to manipulate. Easy to fool. If all it took was you undressing and letting him put his cock in you… You felt his head move and looked down. He was looking back up at you. “You’re beautiful, jagiya…” The ever-present amusement in his voice.

You took a long drag. You had him. Naturally, now he was yours…

The End

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[vicocaaisha]

All Mine

Baek Harin x Reader Fic.

Sypnosis: Having friends is not your top priority; therefore, you kept rejecting Harin's advances. Not until she got jealous when you found yourself a new friend.

Warnings: SMUT, mature scenes, choking, virgin!reader, possesive!Harin, bottom!reader, top!harin, stalking, read at your own risk!

Requested by: @imurcherie1

“Y/N-ah, do you want to hang out later after school?”

“Harin wants us to eat later together at lunch, can you sit with us?”

“Can you join our group for the school project? We can do it after school!”

“Hey, Y/N, can you teach me how to play chess? Help me beat Harin!”

Typical Wooyi, always asking you for help. You think it’s just an excuse to make you hang out or spend time together with Harin, which for you is a waste of time because you have other things you want to do than doing friendly stuff that you’re not interested in.

“Sorry, unnie. I have other things to do! Maybe next time.” is the response you always answer to Wooyi.

You sometimes wish that you are in the lower grade, like in grade C so that no one won’t bother you and leave you alone. Being family friends with Harin means you’re also powerful inside your classroom, that’s why your classmates are always clinging to your side because they think that you’ll favour them or something.

But you didn’t care. All you care about is your studies, not the recognitions but the information you learn. Such a nerd thing to say but deep inside you really love studying, learning so many topics fascinates you.

You are smarter than Doah, but you don’t even participate in school competitions. You’re just focused on gaining skills.

“You look pretty having your hair up in a bun, Y/N” Harin greeted you.

“Yes, you do! Can you teach me how to do that later at lunch, please, Y/N.” Wooyi practically begged.

Here we go again, Harin’s group always bothers you to join them during lunch. You don’t have an interest in being friends with them even though your families are good friends. You’re just not that fond of being friends with someone, you like being alone more. Plus, Wooyi enjoys to torture your classmate, which is like a redflag to you because how can you enjoy on tormenting someone?

“I’m sorry, guys. I actually have a thesis report that I’m finishing. You know, I make money doing these things for other students.” You replied.

Harin only scoffed and started to walk away from you. She knows that you’ll just reject their invitation to hang out with them. Harin can’t do anything about it. She can’t blackmail you into being friends with her because there’s nothing hideous about you or even a secret.

Harin could only stare at you from afar. She likes you– no–, she wants you to be hers.

She’s so glad that you being preoccupied with your hobbies means you’re less aware of what's happening in your surroundings. Harin could easily stalk you and you won’t even notice that some of your things from your room are missing.

“I read somewhere that the new season of Jujutsu Kaisen is airing next week.” Jaeun said as she sat beside you.

How did she find you? You’re sitting under a tree that’s far away from your classroom’s building.

“How do you even know I watch that?” You scoffed as you read your book. Does she need something? She’s usually on her own or with Suji. What does she want now?

“Oh, you don’t? I was actually giving this Geto plushie for free.” Jaeun waved the plushie doll on your face.

“Oh my! He’s my favourite!” You were shocked, you can’t find any Jujutsu Kaisen merchandise here in South Korea, and Geto is your favourite, “Can I have it, please? Where’d you get this?” you asked as you grabbed the plushie.

“Oh, umm…” Jauen was stammering. She didn't know how to handle this kind of situation. She’s scared that she might fuck it up after having your attention.

“He’s so cute! What do you want in return, can I please have him?” You begged her. This is the first time that your classmate sees that you’re capable of showing feelings, too.

“O-of course, uhh… I just want to be friends with you, can you join me during lunch?” You were too happy from the plushie you received that you accepted her offer without thinking about it.

And that’s how you ended up being with Jaeun. She always follows you around and you were too happy that one of your classmates watches your favourite anime. When you’re with her, you are too talkative about your favourite anime, Jauen doesn’t care though; she’s satisfied that she finally is on your good side.

Harin noticed that you finally are friends with someone, and that someone is the person who she despised the most. She was angry, she wanted to harm Jaeun but it’s impossible because of Suji always rescues Jaeun whenever she corners the tall girl.

Jaeun introduced you to Suji and Se-eun. You were awkward when you met them, you don’t really like social gatherings; you can only handle one person at a time.

So here you are, on the rooftop with them. Suji introduced you to their plan once they figured that you’re trusty enough. You rejected their proposal though.

“Sorry, Suji. I don’t have an interest in being a hero here. I know, call me selfish or whatever. Do you know who you’re provoking?” You asked them genuinely.

Suji still tried to convince you. You just rejected it again and excused yourself. Do they know what they’re doing? Are they high? Harin is so dangerous. Even if you want to end this game yourself, deep inside you still value Harin.

You’ve known Harin ever since the both of you were younger. You secretly had a crush on her, when you saw her performing a dance. You were in a trance, you befriended her. You thought at first you wanted to be just like her but as your friendship progresses, your feelings also progresses. You tried to ignore it but can’t help it.

Although, as the both of you were growing older, she started to change. Sometimes you think that she turned into a monster but still, you cared for her so much even if you don’t show it.

You wanted to be away from her because you realized being in love with a girl is rather unusual. You’re scared that she might notice that you’re in love with her and betray you. Harin is unpredictable, you’ve seen it yourself.

“Y/N!” Wooyi runs into you as she sees you walking down the corridor.

“Wooyi, I’m sorry, but I’m not in the mood right now. My head aches so badly.” You tried to make an excuse before she could ask another invitation to hang out with them.

You tried to walk faster, “The chairman wants to talk to you right now, I’ve been looking for you everywhere.” Wooyi said as she tried to catch up with your fast pace.

“What? She could have texted me beforehand. She has my number, ugh. I don’t even look presentable right now.” You mumbled to yourself, Wooyi seemed to hear that.

“Oh, don’t humble yourself. You’re always pretty! You should spray some perfume, bet she’ll go crazy over you!” Wooyi said, which she regretted saying afterwards because it confused you. The chairman going crazy over your perfume?

“Oh, I’ll head to the classroom now. Gotta find them bootlickers!” Wooyi suddenly parted ways, you didn’t even get the chance to ask what she was talking about.

You sighed. Usually if the chairman, Harin’s mother, wants to meet you, she’ll schedule a meeting or she’ll text you and your parents about it. Also, you never had a meeting inside the school because she said once that it feels unprofessional meeting inside the school. What could be the problem now?

You are now in front of the chairman’s office, spraying perfume over your uniform. You took a big breath before opening the door, you were nervous that you might be in trouble, especially after hearing Suji’s crazy plan.

“Hello, Mrs. Baek. I’m sorry if I took too long, I was at the–” you stopped what you were trying to say when Harin revealed herself by turning around her chair.

“Uhm… Where’s your mother, Harin? She asked for me, didn’t she?” You tried to ask to make the awkward atmosphere out of the room.

“That would be for another time, Y/N-ah.” Harin said and stood up from her chair; walking towards you.

“You’re smoking again, I told you that’s not good for you.” You tried to lecture Harin. You are now currently in the middle of the room.

“I didn’t ask for your opinion.” Harin said as she took another puff of her cig and she continued walking after passing you. Where is she going?

“Okay then, I better get going now if your mother is not here.” You rolled your eyes.

You heard a click. Harin locked the door behind you, trapping you inside the chairman’s office.

You began to feel nervous, you haven’t been in a room alone with Harin for the longest time. You tried to avoid this kind of encounter because you can’t contain your feelings. When talking with Harin alone, you will start to stutter.

“I wanted you here.” Harin dropped her cigarette and stepped on it. She’s aware that you dislike the smell of cigarette.

“Ohh, can we make it faster, please?” You were trying your best not to stutter because she’ll sense that you’re nervous.

“Enjoying being friends with Jaeun?” Harin started to walk towards you, which made you walk backwards as well. You were like a prey in her eyes, anytime she might devour you.

Oh shit. You thought to yourself. You forgot that Jaeun and Harin had a history before, she talked to you about this before! How could you forget it! It’s because of that damn plushie, you got too excited over that.

“H-harin, I’m so sorry. I forgot, I’m really sorry. It’s because she gave me the plushie, I got too distracted over that. I don’t mean to offend you, I swear–” You stopped your rumbling when your back hit the table. She got you very cornered this time.

You didn’t have the space anymore to move back and she still is walking forward slowly as if she’s stalking a prey. You’re very scared now, hell, you even are sweating too much for your liking. Note that this room is air conditioned.

Harin giggled to herself, “Y/N, why are you trembling so hard?”

She is now in front of you.

She tugged on your school necktie, which made you lean towards her. Since she is taller, you are looking up at her.

“Tell me, Y/N. Whom do you like to kiss?” She’s taunting you and all you could do is look at her doe eyes.

“Do you like Jaeun?” She asked you with a mischievous smile.

“I don’t like her, I don’t even have an i-interest to date a-anyone.” You stuttered, fuck you really are nervous.

“You’re lying, Y/N/N.” That nickname she used to call you when the both of you were younger.

“You’re stuttering, Y/N, it means you’re lying. Which one is it, hmm?” Her face is inches away from yours. Even if you haven't talked to her for years, she still knows your mannerisms.

Before you could even reply, she suddenly kissed you.

It felt passionate for a short time, not until she bit your lip that caused you to whimper and she immediately inserted her tongue. Did she practice with other girls before? How come is she so good with kissing? You felt jealous...

Your thoughts got cut off short when she stopped kissing you and started to undo your blouse.

“Harin, we s-shouldn’t be doing this.” She got tired of your mindless comments, so Harin pulled your necktie tighter that made you choke.

“Did I tell you to talk?” Harin only smiled when she saw you struggling. You were just gripping her clothes and whimpering because of the restriction of the air in your lungs.

Once she was satisfied, she stopped pulling your necktie and continued removing the articles of your clothes.

You were now left in your school blouse that is open, and your skirt; no bra nor panty. You suddenly felt insecure about your body when Harin was staring at your body up and down. Your first instinct was to cover up your body, but Harin beat you to it and held your wrists before you could even move them.

“H-harin” You can’t understand what’s happening between the two of you. Is she toying you?

“Stop talking, Y/N! God, you made me wait for so long, and then Jaeun easily caught your attention?!” Harin felt insatiable over you.

She then started kissing your neck, leaving marks all over your neck. You can’t even move and too scared to protest but deep inside you’re really liking this.

“You’re mine, Y/N/N.” Harin whispered, hunger laced on her voice.

“Hnng–, H-harin!” You yelped when you felt Harin’s long, slim fingers toy your clit.

Yes, you’ve touched yourself before but Harin massaging your clit felt so amazing. You can’t contain your moans anymore. You tried to shush yourself by putting your free arm on your mouth. Harin noticed this and…

She inserted two fingers, you aren’t ready for it, and it’s definitely your first time. It hurts like hell. You were struggling below her, and all you could do was to let out a shameless moan.

“A-hh, it hurts. It hurts, Ha-rin! Hnng!” She only removed your arms that were blocking your mouth and continued fingering you even if you're hurting.

Pain soon starts to feel pleasure soon enough. Harin is still putting hickeys on your chest area. She then started to look at your face, your fucked up face. Looking at you with adoration, you look so good even if you’re being fucked, Harin thought to herself.

“Baby, you look so good.” Harin whispered seductively, she couldn’t even explain how turned on she is right now. The stoic and nerdy, L/N Y/N, is being fucked out like this.

“You’re mine, Y/N. I don’t want you seeing anybody but me, you get that?” Harin starts to get rougher on you, hitting that one spot makes you struggle to respond to her. Because of that, she slapped you, thinking to herself that it might knock you to your senses.

“Mhhmm– sorry! Ahh– Fuck!” was all you could blur out during that time.

Harin only chuckled as she pressed down her thumb to your clit. Fingering you and massaging your clit at the same time feels like you’re going to climax soon.

“I f–eel, ahh! Like I’m gonna p–EE!” You gripped onto her shirt more.

“Say you’re mine, Y/N, then you can let go.” Harin teased you. She then started to suck on your breasts, which added to your stimulation more.

“I’m y–yours! Harin–nng. I lov–e you for so long, Fuck!” You didn’t even realize that you accidentally confessed your love towards her because of the pleasure you are feeling. Harin felt over the moon when she heard your confession, which drove her even more very crazy and continued to get rougher on you.

As you trembled against her holds, you couldn't contain yourself anymore; you tried to let go of the pressure you were feeling, and instead, you squirted.

Harin continued to finger you until you rode out your high. You didn’t even realize the mess you created on her uniform because you were still trying to calm down. So many thoughts were running to your mind that time and one of those is that you just fucked your long time crush.

“Baby, are you okay?” Harin asked you with softness evident in her voice. She brushed your baby hairs out of your face with her dry hand. You look so exhausted, and your face is very flushed. You just nodded weakly, too tired to say anything.

You were laid against the table, and Harin decided to take you on the couch so that you could rest comfortably. You’re too tired to even care about your appearance at that time. You just let Harin help you wear your panty and your bra.

Maybe you could rest for a bit, so you decided to close your eyes.

“I love you.” Harin whispered as she was doing after care to you. She must have thought you were asleep.

“You do?”

“Yes, so much. I was trying so hard to reconnect our friendship again.” Harin kissed you passionately and with love this time.

“You’re wet?” You asked sheepishly as you felt her clothes.

“Oh, you squirted.” Harin smiled at you.

“What? No, I did not!” Harin laughed at your response. You’re still stubborn as you were before when both of you were younger. Harin only stared at you blankly. You can’t seem to read what her thoughts are, so you decided to break the awkward silence.

“So, is Mrs. Baek really asking for me?” You asked.

“No, it’s my last resort,” she confessed, “I can’t seem to get you all alone for myself, why are you avoiding me?” Harin asked you as she caressed your face.

You avoided her gaze, “It’s because… I’m scared that I have feelings for you, more than friends.”

There was silence again, when you looked up at her, she looked as if she were in a daze; lost in your beautiness. She was still caressing your face that time. You leaned up and kissed her with all the strength you had. The both of you kissed that you felt like it lasted for hours.

You stopped kissing her because it might lead the both of you to another round, and you still have classes to attend to.

You are fixing yourself, trying to look presentable after Harin fucked you out. Hickeys all over your neck, your hair is tangled mess, your clothes crumpled. Suddenly, Harin hugged you from your back, and you felt the wet spot on her clothes.

“Harin, go change your clothes. It’s disgusting!” You tried to wiggle out of her embrace and then laugh when she kissed your neck.

“It’s your fault, you peed on me!” Harin protested.

Let’s just say she never lived that day down when you squirted and always teased you that you peed on her.

I've read your requests. Sorry if I didn't get to reply, but I'll be working on those soon!

I'll also go back to school tomorrow, so it might take me a while to post again. Sorry!

If you have any requests, dont hesitate to send them^^

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...Or basically the whole week, because this set of chapters was insane

So Jaekwan:

His face lit up when he saw Soleum

Is still worried about Soleum not resting well

Reassured him when he saw that he was worried about agent Choi

ASKED IF BRAUN IS DOING WELL (I wouldn't know how that makes him feel, but right now, the person that cares the most about you in this world is Agent Bronze, Braun)

Can we sign a petition to get this man back to whatever kdrama he came out from, he's too pure for this world

And oh boy, the way I freaked out when I saw the text formatted the same way that it was in the Tamara ghost story, author scaring us with a bit of PTSD right there....hang in there, Soleum

Saw a comment that pointed out that Soleum has been referring to Braun as just a "stuffed doll"...good

When Braun started talking again, nothing much changed, but Soleum's reaction is sooo different

He said an ominous couple of lines ("A good friend is always listening!" and "Oh, I don't really mind that you left me in your pocket") and by that point Soleum would be freaking out, but he just...didn't care, he was more concerned about getting him to shut up hahaha

EUN HAJE, I'M HAPPY TOO SEE HER, BUT NOT IN A GHOST STORY

BAEK SAHEON, ALWAYS AT THE SCENE, WHAT'S WITH HIS LUCK

>Can I offer you BSH lore in these trying time?"

Now, about Agent Choi: The grape drink? The message that he ended up crossing out?

Hello? Call an ambulance, and it's for me

Among all the crazy that happened these last couple of chapters, I'm just processing that he was, in fact K.LEE

Soleum did not know that

After the bit where they fought and Soleum told him that he should give up trying anything because "He knows him."

Well, turns out he didn't. Slowly, more and more important things about named characters that he didn't know about are coming out.

Lee Jaheon being an alien

BSH family history (?)

Agent Choi being infiltrated at Daydream

Agent Choi is someone who should be dead by now, but thanks to Soleum he is not.

There was a line that went something like: "I started reading the manual not included in the exploration records with tips handwritten by Agent Choi himself"

And it's

Choi wrote down those tips after Soleum joined, FOR Soleum

Our Dark Exploration Records certified nerd now has an entry that's basically dedicated to him. Choi may not have been present in this chapter, but having his usual cheerful self in the notes is so bittersweet.

Something to note, has Soleum ever told anyone else about his wish being wanting to go home? As far as I remember, only Braun knew

That's not the first time Soleum has been particularly honest to Agent Choi

Back when Agent Choi was trying to convince him to join the rescue team, Soleum blurted out his true feelings about how scared he was

I can't even begin to imagine how Agent Choi must be feeling right now.

All in all, this was a nice chapter for a Friday, because if we were left hanging in ANY of the other chapters this week, I would have gone insane

[phas3d]

Ideal Type || Slytherin Boys

note :: just what i think, but they could honestly be with anyone

members :: mattheo riddle, theodore nott, lorenzo berkshire

Mattheo Riddle

Appearance:

Sharp eyes that could kill him, eye color doesn’t matter to him

Likes people with more meat on them

Goes crazy if he sees you wearing thigh highs or tight underwear so that you have a little bit of a muffin top, he loves that stuff

Loves dark hair, all of his celebrity crushes are brunettes or have black hair

Likes the y2k style and clean girl, he doesn’t know it’s called that but he likes it lmao

Loves long hair but will make an exception for a short black bob

Low rise jeans are his favorite thing ever

Pretty nails are also a pro in his eyes, shows that you’re hygienic - likes longer nails

Plump lips are a major plus

Likes outfits that show skin in some way, so crop tops, dresses, etc

Personality:

Slightly toxic, which is perfect for him since he’s ultra toxic 😍

He’s not willing to change his lifestyle just for a girl, so he needs someone who’s down to party and do the bad stuff he does

Loves confidence, wouldn’t date a girl who’s insecure

People with the wonyongism mindset are literally his dream type, makes him weak in the knees

If you yell back at him or call him out on his shit, oml he’s already planning your wedding

Loves to annoy you just to get a reaction, smth about you being angry draws him in

He likes social people who get along with others easily

A little bit cocky, but if you laugh at his jokes he instantly finds you more attractive

Dedicated and driven people, like not failing classes, having internships, having a job, all of that is so attractive to him

If you listen to: Kali Uchis, Tyler the Creator, Ariana Grande, Travis Scott, The Neighborhood, The Smiths, The Weeknd, BlackPink, Aespa, Beyoncé, you get so many extra points

Theodore Nott

Appearance:

Likes shorter people, which is easy for him since he’s 6’0 (183 cm)

Has a thing for people that are flatter, likes rectangle body types

Long hair is his ideal type but loves curly short hairstyles

Gets flustered when he sees you with your hair up, something about it is so appealing to him

Long lashes and falsies are so pretty in his eyes, loves it

Ballet-core, old-money, and minimalist are what styles he likes best on someone

Lovessss skirts and headbands

Likes people with glasses, but specifically people who wear contacts in public but glasses at home

People with the resting sad face are so beautiful to him

Personality:

Likes introverts or shy people, he likes knowing that you’re a homebody so he doesn’t have to worry about cheating

Nerds omg They’re his secret weakness

He loves book smart-street dumb people, it’s a sense of comfort knowing that you’re not involved in his life style

He’s a fuckboy who smokes and drinks, so you become a safe space for him

Quiet and soft voices are one of his biggest weaknesses

Elegance is also something he needs in a partner, someone who’s aware of their words and their actions

When someone covers their mouth when they laugh - So attractive to him

Caring and nurturing people make him want to cry, please comfort this man

If you listen to: Lana Del Rey, Billie Eilish, Mitski, SZA, Her, Adele, Yerin Baek, Matt Maltese, Radiohead, you get an extra point

Lorenzo Berkshire

Appearance:

Downtown girl, athletic wear, coquette, and other cutesy yet comfortable styles are his idea type

Really loves when someone can dress up in a nice ass outfit and then show up the next day in just a hoodie and bagggyyyy pants

Doesn’t really like tight clothes on his s/o, likes baggy or flowy clothes

Doesn’t care for body type, has dated people on the bigger size and people that were super thin

Loves any facial markings - moles, acne scars, freckles, but esp ance scars

Loves curly and wavy hair, doesn’t care for hair color but does prefer light colors like brown and blonde

Likes girls that look kinda intimidating because of how pretty they are, but are secretly a softie (basically him)

For example, people with a resting bitch face but the second they see something cute they light up

Being shorter than him is fine, but if he’s dead honest he’s always wanted to date a girl taller than him (185 cm+)

Personality:

Bubbly people make him fall so hard

People who are happy almost 24/7 and a little bit stupid and naive is what he loves

Doesn’t care about intelligence much, but doesn’t like people who are failing school

When you’re oblivious to flirting??? Omg he’s done

Wants to feel needed, so you being slightly air headed helps him a lot

Smiling makes him attracted to someone instantly, so constantly smiling and laughing makes him feel the same way

Loves people with a tad bit of sass to them, like eye rolls and stuff

Playful people who agree to do dumb shit with him suits his ideal lifestyle

Someone’s who funny, cause if I’m fr this man is not that funny. He def gets with someone who’s funny

He def had way too many crushes on manic pixie dream girls, so he kinda likes the chase

Likes people who are so free spirited that it’s hard to tie to them

If you listen to: Wave2Earth, Kpop, Taylor Swift, Olivia Rodrigo, Beabadoobee, Sarah Kinsley, Faye Webster, it’s an extra plus for him

[drvirgus]

Masterlist of Masterlists

Requests are Closed🥹

Smau

Newjeans:

Minji X Reader:

XoXo

Behind bars

Protecting (my heart)

Behind the Screen

The week full of…. (One shot)

Haerin X Reader

Memories (Ft. Wonyoung)

All or nothing

Hanni X Reader

Mute!

Danielle x Reader

Glow

Itzy:

Yeji X Reader

Dorm Affair

Le Sserafim

Yunjin X Reader

Why you? (Ft. Chaewon)

Chaewon X Reader

Why you? (Ft. Yunjin)

Ive

Wonyoung X Reader

Memories (Ft. Haerin)

Pls just take my sister

Baek Ha-rin (Pyramid Game)

Colorblind (ft. Sung soo-ji)

Sung soo-ji (Pyramid Game)

Colorblind (ft. Baek ha-rin)

Series

Newjeans:

Minji X Reader:

The Idol who cant Smile

Itzy:

Yeji X Reader:

The Life you dreamed of

Commitment & Responsibility

Yuna X Reader:

My Enemy

Ryujin X Reader X Yeji:

Itzy´s Manager

Twice:

Mina X Reader:

My Girl

Imagines

Newjeans:

Minji X Reader

The Japanese Steakhouse

I Love it when youre Sick

I´ll be there

Rainy Days

Thank you, Unnie

The Shooting Range

Video games

Becoming Deaf

Spiderwoman

Haerin X Reader

CatxCat Energy

The Babysitters

The basketball Game

Overwhelming Love

Just a secret pt2 pt3

Hanni X Reader

Visit from Australia

Show me your weakness

The Sleepover

Babysitting

Wedding Day

Scratches

Danielle X Reader

Whipped for Danielle

Itzy:

Yeji X Reader

My Mentor

Twice

Momo x Reader

Boo!

Smut

NewJeans:

Minji X Reader

My fav nerd

My secretary

Hanni X Reader

My sugar Baby

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Fic Search #48

Anonymous asked: do you know the fic where kyungsoo and chanyeol are together and try to have a baby, and baekhyun volunteers to be a surrogate. baekhyun and chanyeol end up sleeping together behind kyungsoo's back

Anonymous asked: Hi!! So the fic I'm looking for was recent and ao3. It's a college au with chanyeol as a science major and it's fake pretend relationship. Baekhyun likes chanyeol so he agrees but chanyeol doesn't think baekhyun truly likes him anyway they spend their time with chanyeol working on his nerd project and baekhyun sleeps a lot. Hopefully you can find it, thank you!!

Anonymous asked: Hello! I've been looking for this tweetfic for a long time now, I hope you can help me. If I'm not mistaken it was from years ago, was still on-going at that time and I'm sure I did find it from here but I can't fully remember it. I just know that Baekhyun is an omega wolf(?) and have a child/pup while Chanyeol is a vampire, its a fluff and the pup was attached to Chanyeol. I hope you all could help me thank you!!!

Anonymous asked: Hello, can you please tell me if you know the name of this fic?The story is about Chanyeol and Baekhyun. Baekhyun has a son with a heart condition, and he has to work hard to support him. One day, Chanyeol suddenly appears in front of Baekhyun and offers him a deal: 'Live with me for 30 days, and I will pay for your son's heart surgery.'"They were previously married but separated due to an accident.

Anonymous asked: Can you find me this ff where chanyeol and baekhyun are best friends and chanyeol is straight but bael is gay and love chanyeol's but chanyeol has gf or fiance idmt remember whicj girl it was. And when baek tell chan about it they kiss but chanyeol says he will do anything for baek but he doesn't feel the same when they kiss and baek smhow leaves for another country and opens sm boutique or smthing ig but chanyeol finds him out and brings him back

skytte asked: Hi, I hope the admin/admins are doing great. 💘 I am searching for a fic where chanyeol is a fallen angel and he has been exiled from heaven to earth and is living as a human, and where baekhyun is his neighbour (he is a nurse or doctor, idk) and he doesn't know aboutChanyeol'sl past. Chanyeol has two black spots on his back where his wings used to be. Baekhyun found out about this, and then when someone from heaven comes to summon him, Chanyeol gets his wings back. Then they both live happily, help me find this fic.

elfxotic029 asked: Help! I'm trying to remember the name or find that fic in livejournal where Baekhyun (was or became blind, played the piano I think) is married to Chanyeol and he cheats on him. Midnight something come to my mind, not sure

Anonymous asked: hi!!! can you recommend any fanfic with the same vibe as 'princess hours' or 'hana yori dango'

Anonymous asked: Hello! I'm so glad you have your askbox open. How are you all doing? Anyway I have this fic in my head but I forgot the title. It's about Chanyeol returning to their hometown, where he left Baek to ask him to sign the divorce paper. There's a lot of love/hate there and Chanyeol is seeing someone already, a woman. I ain't sure if Chanyeol's bizz is into fashion. Baek doesn't want to sign the paper and basically Chanyeol just annoyed Baekhyun throughout his stay. I remember there was a fire, and there was a diner where Chanyeol reminisced about the Onion Rings they used to order back when they were all lovey dovey. I'm sure Baekhyun still has feelings for yeol. I forget much but I think Chanyeol's fiance is the one that set Baekhyuns house in fire. That's pretty much what I remember. It looks like Stay by exobubz but it isn't. I forget if it's posted in AFF or AO3. Please helppp. Thank youuu

Anonymous asked: it's back!!! can you recommend vv funny and light hearted fics >< ty! | Looking for multiple stories for these!

[icequeenbae]

Love Coach series m.list | BBH

⭐ Love Coach [Lev.1] ⭐

Baekhyun x Reader, mini-series [~18k words in total], inspired by the Get You Alone MV

Nerd!Baekhyun, virgin!Baek, goofy!Baek, slow burn, humor, fluff, smut

Summary: Motaesolo [모태솔로] – single since birth. Baekhyun was still one in his late… mid- twenties. Failing to get anyone to even go on a date with him was becoming increasingly more depressing, and his friends seemed useless at teaching him how to channel his charms. Out of sheer desperation, he reached out to a stranger. And maybe it was the best decision of his entire life.

Chapter Masterlist:

Intro. Ground Zero

Chapter 1. Smile

Chapter 2. Distance

Chapter 3. Muscle

Chapter 4. Manners

Chapter 5. Mood

Chapter 6. Scent

Chapter 7. Get her alone [final]

⭐ minis⭐

💫 The Morning Haze [~1.1k]

Nerd!Baekhyun, established relationship, slice of life, sooooffft, fluff, slightly suggestive (PG-13)

Summary: Waking up next to someone can be a lot of things. And waking up next to your dork of a boyfriend can be anything but boring.

💫 Winter Outside [~1.8k]

Nerd!Baekhyun, established relationship, slice of life, fluff, smut

Summary: Working from home would be much more comfortable if it wasn’t so damn cold in your apartment. But there’s two of you, and multiple ways to keep warm.

© Please do not copy/ post on other platforms without permission.

[soobadnoonecanstopher]

Touch it For Real - Masterlist

Masterlist

A Baekhyun Story by @soobadnoonecanstopher

Chapter count - 11

Word count - 93,183 words (or 300 paperback pages)

Publish date - 01/06/2021

Completion date - 03/09/2021

Summary - OMG they were roommates / slice of life / slow burn / mutual pining / crude humor / cursing / virgin!baek

You teach your annoying nerd roommate, Byun Baekhyun how to date.

Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4 , Part 5 , Part 6 , Part 7 , Part 8 , Part 9 , Part 10 , FINAL Part 10.5

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28593354/chapters/70077180

https://www.asianfanfics.com/story/view/1470300/touch-it-for-real

[flock-from-the-void]

Where did Mirage of Spring come from?

Let's talk a bit about my inspiration behind this project!

1. Reincarnation Manhwas

I'm pretty sure I mentioned that one in the WIP intro. I love reincarnation manhwas, the historical ones, in which the MC is a super op martial artist and kicks everyone's ass. My favs are Return of the Blossoming Blade, Return of the Mad Demon, The Grand Mudang Saga, Murim RPG Simulation and Best Teacher Baek. Do all of them have very similar plots? Yeah.

They are what sparked the first Mirage of Spring ideas. I identified the key reasons why I like them: the reincarnation giving a character the knowledge of "the future", the difference between two timelines, the revenge arc, the op powers. You'll find all of that in Mirage of Spring but I can't tell you how and where, because spoilers.

2. Hanfu

I remember I got a question asking why Mirage of Spring is inspired by the late Warring States and the Western Han. Well, the answer is their clothing. Seriously. I am a hanfu nerd, I took a course about its history and I read countless articles atp, mostly about this period and earlier clothing. I won't go into the details but it is amazing to me what shapes, silhouettes, accessories they were able to make with limited resources and knowledge (it was ancient times after all). Additionally, I like to know where the stuff came from, and studying early hanfu (well, the hanfu from much earlier than the Warring States hah) allowed me to better understand later history.

You see me mention earlier than the Warring States history here a lot, so why did I not set it say, in the early Zhou dynasty? Well, the answer is simple: there's less resources about the culture, government structures etc. from that times. I simply chose the latest period I'm interested in to make stuff easier for myself lol.

3. Danmei

Pretty broad category, huh? Well, it comes from a fact that I'm academically (kinda, it sounds very serious lol) interested in the genre as a whole. Like, the history behind it, the reasons for its existence etc. This is why the story is a bl in the first place, otherwise it would have no romance at all.

There's also some specific novels which inspire and motivate me to write. Lately, Scum Villain Self-Saving System has been motivating me a lot. See, Mirage of Spring is a very self-indulgent story, similarly to SVSSS. The success of the novel gives me some hope that maybe there's at least a dozen of people who'd be interested in reading my novel.

4. Writing Block

How could it inspire a book, you ask? Well, I just thought that writing something self-indulgent would make me write more – and I was right! Not that I write a lot now, my executive dysfunction keeps dysfunctioning, but I feel much more excited about the project than the previous ones. Additionally, before Mirage of Spring I've been working on another universe for a very long time, and it started to make me tired. The spark was gone. I needed to remind myself that I actually enjoy writing, worldbuilding, creating characters etc.

That concludes our first yapping session! I hope you guys enjoyed that<3

Mirage of Spring taglist: @cruorons , @ashirisu , @annothersummerofsleep the taglist is always open! Just comment, ask or dm me!

[snyside]

(  jeon wonwoo  •  cis man  •  he / him  )ㅤ ›ㅤ is that ꒰ haneul choi ꒱ ? stepping onto the island is always a sight, and theirs is no exception. the ꒰ twenty - eight ꒱ year old ꒰ art dealer ꒱ has been calling ꒰ le rivage ꒱ home for ꒰ six months ꒱, effortlessly moving through azure’s elite while ensuring all eyes remain on them. with a staggering net worth of ꒰ €289M ꒱, they’ve more than secured their spot. they’re always seen with their ꒰ patek phillipe grand complications watch ꒱ and every time you hear ꒰ neverita by bad bunny ꒱ playing, you can guarantee it’s them. 

name. choi haneul. call him han he thinks it's cool.  age. twenty8.  gender. cis man ( ominously... or so he thinks... ).  pronouns. he / him. birthday. december 31st.  zodiac sign. capricorn ( western ), ox ( eastern ).  birthplace. los angeles, california.  orientation. bisexual biromantic.  languages. english + korean.  relationship status. chronically single.  education. bachelors in art history.  current occupation. art dealer. 

father. choi hajoon, alive.  mother. baek jiwoo, alive.  siblings. three younger sisters.  pets. none, allergic to most things with fur.

faceclaim. jeon wonwoo.  height. 6'0.  eyes. brown.  hair. naturally a dark brown, but he dyes it whenever he's bored. attempts at upkeep are futile. the hair fights back against any and all hair products, demanding to be wild.  voice. low, slow, each word enunciated carefully. he could talk faster if he wanted to, but it's about being heard and not misunderstood.  usual expression. corners of his mouth always twisted upward into something of a smirk, like he's figured out something about you becafore even you have.  piercings. lobe piercing.  tattoos. just one, visualize it here.  scars. large scar from around his midsection to his right hip. scar on the left side of his upper lip from a botched wisdom tooth surgery recovery.

physical conditions. astigmatism is his curse. needs his big nerd glasses at all time, though he occasionally wears contacts even though they make his eyes itch.  neurological conditions. constant migraines that he ignores.  emotional stability. good. not prone to bursts of any kind of strong emotion. tends to keep himself in check.  temperament. choleric.  alignment. chaotic neutral.  drug use. painkillers for migraines, occasionally dabbles in recreational use.  alcohol use. recreationally, hates the taste of alchohol though.

character inspirations : ava coleman ( abbott elementary ), jesper fahey ( six of crows ), ferris bueller ( ferris bueller's day off ), roman roy ( succession )

there's a certain tragedy that comes with being the oldest. the crushing weight of expectations threatening to subsume, especially when your parents hold the crown of we moved here to give you a better life over your head. haneul has always had responsibility placed upon him as the oldest son. in his parent's eyes, that meant become a lawyer or a doctor, rake in the millions, take care of them and his sisters. it's the pathway set for him, to be successful. which is why, when he decides to study art history, there's an instant rift between him and his family.

here's the thing: art history paid off. if you asked haneul and his parents now, they always had the utmost faith in him. they won't mention the years he was almost entirely cut off from contact with them and his sisters. they won't mention the arguments whenever they did see each other. they won't mention how haneul had to build his art business from the ground up, luck and good timing on his side as he created an empire of dealings. things are good now. his parents and sisters enjoy the luxury he brings them. they all pretend things have been good always.

slightly pretentious, definitely annoying, haneul has an eye for what's going to be big in the art scene next. he's written two nonfiction books and has recently made a huge sale, big enough to where he's decided to take a break... just for a little bit. currently looking to fund exhibits for up and coming artists.

occasionally dabbles in art forgery but will never admit it. he likes the thrill of doing something he isn't supposed to: a lie, a fake art piece, a little shoplifting. the most important thing in his life, according to his parents, is climbing the ranks and making money. so what if he has to push a few people down in the process? empathy wasn't exactly part of the teachings.

[blossoming-mind-palace]

Can I request modern day headcannons for everyone? Including Chung Mei Lee Xue

I already posted something similar, but I decided to repost it, tweak it, and added new characters. Chung Mei and Lee Xue already come from the modern day, so some of these are just facts about them. Besides that, it’s a separate (and happier) universe where the ROTBB characters were born in the same time period.

Btw OC stuff is under the cut for people that aren’t into that kinda stuff.

ROTBB Modern AU (SFW)

Chung Myung

Still went straight to the workforce after graduating high school. He had a high GPA, but just didn’t want to pursue any higher education. He’s a security guard at a university thanks to Chung Mun being a professor there.

Like Chung Mun, he thrifts most of his clothes. Rarely splurges on new pieces unless he know’s it’s really high quality and will last a looooong time. Outside of work he likes to wear dark colors, jeans, and leather jackets. Occasionally wears florals and prefers embroidery over prints because they last longer.

I’m gonna place him in his 30s unlike my original post. He still isn’t proficient with technology though.

In a boxing club, and is the best fighter in it. (Obviously)

He’s a really bad driver and has been in multiple accidents. He’s an aggressive driver and has totaled at least two cars. Has a scar from one of those accidents and will show it off when asked.

Can cook, but eats a lot of fast food because it’s cheap and convenient. If he eats a home-cooked meal it’s either because he was in the mood to cook or Chung Mun made dinner.

I feel like he’d listen to older rock.

Chung Mun

Everyone’s favorite professor, but I can’t decide on what he’d teach. Maybe social sciences? Idk.

Succeeds at keeping his student’s attention and is pretty merciful when it comes to deadlines. He knows that shit happens and doesn’t get passive aggressive if you can’t turn in your assignment on time, but knows when to put his foot down if students take advantage of this.

Thrift king. Comfort > style. Wears beige or warm colors, and is a big fan of sweaters.

A better driver than Chung Myung. Has no idea how Chung Myung became such a bad driver because he taught him. Drives a modest used car.

Only listens to older songs/genres. Once thrifted a record player and taught himself how to fix it, and he only buys used vinyls because the newer ones are expensive.

Jo Gul

Around freshmen/sophomore grade. Currently working towards a general education degree, but his dad wants him to major in something business-related. Jo Gul is thinking about changing his major to something fitness-related despite his dad’s wishes.

Likes to wear graphic tees, trendy prints and jeans. I can see him rocking a beanie, too. Idk why.

Met Chung Myung at their boxing club. Got his ass handed to him on the first day, but still attends regularly. (Thanks Chung Myung)

They also frequent the same gym. Lifts a lot and likes to show off his arms.

His guilty pleasure is crappy romance shows/movies. Will go on long-winded rants about them and who should’ve gotten together. Did not shut up about Bridgerton when the new season came out. (Same)

A fan of pop and rock music.

Yunjong

Another thrift king! He doesn’t follow trends and just buys whatever’s comfy and would last long.

He’s a university student, but unlike Jo Gul, he’s there on scholarship and has to work to feed himself. (he’s still an orphan)

During his limited free time, he likes to pirate movies, read in the university’s library, and occasionally plays DnD. He makes a really good dungeon master or team leader.

Fantasy nerd!! Likes to escape to fantasy worlds to distract himself from how stressful his life is.

Doesn’t drive, but rides a bike instead so he won’t have to pay for gas.

Baek Cheon

Two grades ahead of Jo Gul and Yunjong. Couldn’t get into the same school as his brother, so he ended up going to their rival university.

Top of his class and on the dean’s list. Has no idea why the other school wouldn’t accept him.

He’s an excellent tutor and is one of Chung Mun’s favorite students. I still don’t know what he’d major in though. </3

Accidentally walked in on one of Yunjong’s DnD meetings. Initially did not understand the hype, but joined anyway and still attends meetings consistently.

Also uses a bike instead of a car because it’s good exercise.

Used to wear brand-named clothes, but stopped after he moved out of his family’s home. After that, he became an expert at looking expensive while not breaking the bank.

Yu Iseol

Goes to university, but struggles with going to events and doing extra-curricular activities. Also at the top of her class and is Baek Cheon’s academic rival.

Goes to the same gym as Jo Gul and outperforms him like the queen she is. Makes her own workout routines inspired by fictional characters.

Again, she’s a shounen fan. She thinks genres like that are inspiring, and she likes to rewatch her favorite shows a lot.

Accidentally stumbled across the boxing club and almost beat Chung Myung. She doesn’t attend meetings anymore, but the members still respect her because she went toe-to-toe with their best boxer.

Occasionally helps Baek Cheon tutor, and they’ve both tutored Yunjong and Jo Gul before. She’s not very good at explaining things, though.

Wears men’s clothing because women’s clothing is often low-quality and impractical. Her style is plain and baggy, but she somehow makes it look couture. Likes to wear her dad’s hand-me-downs when she misses him.

Tang Soso

Biology major of course! Just a grade under Yu Iseol and Baek Cheon.

Freaks people out with how obsessive she is with science. Has an iron-stomach and isn’t phased by gross lessons or projects. Magically not phased by the smell of formaldehyde, either. That last one REALLY freaks her peers out.

Like Jo Gul, she doesn’t have to work outside of school thanks to her family’s support. Her family has made a lot of donations towards the schools she went to over the years.

LOVES yapping about the sciences and randomly info-dumps about it. Yu Iseol likes to listen to her lecture about her latest scientific obsession. Tang Soso could talk for hours, and Yu Iseol could listen to her for hours.

Keeps up with trends, and has an elegant style. A lot of people wouldn’t guess she’s so weird thanks to how classy/lady-like her fashion sense is.

Yu Iseol’s dorm mate. They met after being randomly chosen for each other.

Tang Soso owns a nice car and takes really good care of it. Is Yu Iseol’s carpool, but she’s trying to teach her how to drive. It’s going well. (Better than the Chung brothers that’s for fucking sure-)

Has a pet snake back at home. Her younger siblings take care of it while she’s gone, but she misses it during the semester.

Tang Bo

Biology professor who likes to annoy the security guard during his breaks.

Tang Soso doesn’t take any of his classes since they’re family, but he does tutor her from time to time.

Her snake was a gift from him and he’s glad that she’s taken such good care of it.

He’s her favorite uncle but shhhh don’t tell the others. Promised her dad he’d keep an eye on her and make sure she doesn’t get into trouble while she’s at uni.

Most students either think he’s fun or ruthless. There’s no in between. His classes are not easy, and he isn’t as forgiving as Chung Mun when it comes to deadlines.

Despite nagging other people about drinking too much caffeine, he has a mild caffeine addiction. He’s also not a morning person, so he’d literally be the “Don’t talk to me until I’ve had my coffee” meme were a person.

Chung Mun is one of the few coworkers he gets along with, and goes out drinking during the weekends with Chung Myung. (Some things never change)

Wears a lot of dark colors and has a polished style until the end of the semester. At that point he gets burnt out and doesn’t care. (Me)

Lee Songbaek

Goes to the rival university, but he’s pleasant to be around so the crew doesn’t hate him.

Majoring in photography and has a part-time job at a small café.

Has a clean style and wears a lot of university hoodies/sweaters. He’s really popular on social media, and he mostly posts his outfits, latte art, and his photography.

Jin Geumryong

Oh I hate writing about this man! I never know what to do with him.

About to graduate, and, like his brother, is at the top of his class. Idk what he’d do afterwards, but he’d definitely become an alumni in the future.

Unlike his brother, he still wears high-end clothes. He doesn’t wear logos because they’re tacky, though. His style is classy with a lot of white, blue, and occasionally black.

I feel like he’s moved out and has a really nice apartment. Has nice furniture and keeps it clean despite his busy academic schedule.

Chung Mei (OC)

Almost graduated with the degree her dad wanted, had an early-mid life crisis, took a few gap years, and went back to get the degree she wanted after talking to her sister about her troubles. Would want to major in something art, writing, or education-related.

Was on the dean’s list until she broke down. Her grades are still pretty good, but she doesn’t stress out over them like she used to.

Like Chung Myung, she’s in her 30s. Still has the same relationship history as the original timeline. (Rip)

A part-time student and spends a lot of her time working. I feel like she’d be the university’s anti-social librarian. She works hard but hates helping people because social anxiety. Really nice when she’s comfy with you, though.

Tutoring is held in the library, and DnD meetings are held in one of the spare meeting rooms. This is how she meets most of the crew.

Befriends Jo Gul because he once saw her reading a romance novel that was the source material for one of his favorite movies. Likes to attend Yunjong’s DnD meetings because she’s also obsessed with fantasy. Overall a really big romance/fantasy fan.

Tang Soso befriended her after complimenting her outfit. She basically adopted a second introvert.

Her favorite music genres are girly hyper pop and metal. Her fashion sense is similar; she can’t choose between pastel girly vibes or going full goth. She ends up mixing the two.

Lee Xue (OC)

If her social battery isn’t low, she’ll go drinking with Tang Bo and Chung Myung. She’d also rather drink at her and Lee Xue’s place instead of drinking in public bc she doesn’t trust strangers.

A cat woman in every universe.

Not connected to the university at all. She dropped out of high school, but ended up becoming a bartender. She makes really good money because of her extroversion, charming personality, and pretty looks. (And her big personalities-)

Flirted with one of the rival university’s students for fun. (Lee Songbaek) She thought his shy personality was cute and didn’t plan on going any further, but ended up in a relationship with him.

Before Chung Mei moved in with her, she didn’t take care of herself. Her diet mostly consisted of fast food or microwave dinners. She knows how to make a good drink, but sucks at cooking.

Now that Chung Mei lives with her, she has a healthier diet with more home-cooked meals. Lee Xue tries to thank her by occasionally making dinner, but her sister never eats her food and she can’t figure out why! :( (her cooking is more deadly than Tang poisons and she is not aware of this)

Never stopped loving y2k fashion. Has always rocked low-rise jeans even when they were out of style, and likes it when they’re ripped.

The reason why Chung Mei is into metal. Was in a band during high school/her early 20s, but they broke up and everyone went their separate ways. Looks back on those days fondly.

Still proficient in most string instruments, but only plays for fun now.

[manawari]

Oh, you're doing the ask game too? Did I miss your reblog somehow???

Anyway, question 4 for Eunseok, 21 for Min Byunggyu and 23 for Baek Yoonho! ^^

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No, I didn't reblog it 😅

Oh well!

4. If you could put this character in any other media, be it a book, a movie, anything, what would you put them in?

- hmm. . . Lord of the Rings? Eun-seok sure brings a vibe where he'd fit in a world filled with elves, dwarves, hobbits, humans, orcs, and the like; not to mention he looks like a knight.

21. If you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's something you don't like?

- ajsgsjdgsjhddk him being in his happy, historical nerd self! I like seeing Byung-gyu brightening up every time his favorite thing in the world is brought up and then acting like a puppy. Also him having such a charming personality that could steal someone's heart and of course, he still chose that certain blue-eyed ginger and how he delves into his trauma once he breaks his walls down.

What I don't like? Him being dead:<

23. Favorite picture of this character?

- hmm, there are a lot. But I'd choose this one, as I frequently used it:

And here's another one lol

Kitty kitty!! ฅ⁠^⁠•⁠ﻌ⁠•⁠^⁠ฅ