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Yunho x Reader |1K- 1 Trope|

>> 1K- 1 Trope series: A start of me to start publishing/ Get back into writing, 1 character, 1 Trope, 1 K words <<

>>Fake Dating<<

>> Summary: Back in town, you stayed with your parents for the duration. During a reunion with them and your childhood friend, you ask him to be your fake date to get your sweet revenge on the self-proclaimed 'queen bee' who made you despise your high school days. It doesn't help that you used to have the biggest crush on Yunho. But that was years ago, right? <<

>> Rating: Fluffy/ SFW <<

"I know it's a silly idea but please think about it." You smiled pleadingly, Yunho only shook his head while laughing.

That's how you asked him to pose as your partner for the upcoming High School reunion. The situation was… difficult. You're high school bully turned proper trophy wife, well fiance, couldn't stop spamming the group chat about 'How excited she was to meet everyone's partners' as if not to only flex with her own engagement.

So, for the reunion and a little vacation, you were back in town, staying at your parents house. And through them you also heard about Yunho being in town.

Your childhood friend, turned teenage crush, you lost contact with over the past five years of college.

"I'll do it." Yunho then smiled after a moment of contemplation, that felt like eternity to you. An eternity where his eyes didn't leave yours ONCE.

The next afternoon came quick. You were by no means surprised, Yunho was always handsome, but something about the glasses, the soft brown hair and his look just screamed boyfriend in the best way possible, and you couldn't have thanked him any less. He took that mission more seriously then you anticipated. Especially when he grabbed your hand with a smile, interlacing your fingers.

On the way to the school you talked details- you lost contact throughout the first year of college, reconnected some faithful new years and then started dating shortly after, since 'the spark has always been there'.

And with that, you traveled the short twenty minute walk to the school building where the reunion was hosted, and were sooner then later already greeting your old classmates left and right.

While hugging some girl you never really got along with, with a bright, not-quiet fake smile, you could feel Yunho close behind watching you. When shaking a guys hand, who greeted you with a shy smile, happy to see you again, even if you forgot his name, Yunho was right next to you, taking his hand next, with another hand placed gently on your back.

And when it came to the final boss, and you hugged the still fake blonde overly giddy, self proclaimed 'queen bee', it was Yunho who followed the greeting with a dismissive wave, instead of engaging in her attempt to also hug him. Her smile dropped the slightest bit.

This was already a win, on your part.

"I figured when you said you and your plus one you were talking about a dog, or something." She laughed at her own joke.

The response was instant, and you couldn't even comprehend what happend as Yunho placed an arm demonstratively around your waist, and pulled you closer, a quick peck on your cheek and a sickening sweet smile later he said,

"Well, I have been asking to get ourselves a puppy for the new apartment, but she's been INSISTENT on no pets. A real shame."

It made you chuckle a little, both in surprise at the sudden physical affection, and the nonsense he was talking.

The night went on smoothly. After that first encounter, the biting comments stopped, and you spent the remainder of the evening with people actually worth your time. Yunho was always around you, a hand on your lower back, an arm around your shoulder, playing with your hand in his, just always in contact with you. You even caught him looking at you a few times mid conversation, no matter who was speaking.

A few drinks, conversations, and hours later, you were exhausted. And so, you said your goodbyes and left. The first few minutes of walk through the dark, cooled down town, you were holding hands.

"Thank you again." You smiled squeezing his hand. You felt the heat of alcohol, and the blush of a fresh breeze creep up on your cheeks. The alcohol also made your words bubble up with ease.

"It's so funny that I got to live my high school dream at a high school reunion" you chuckled. Yunho raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean?" He asked with a small smile, and an illegally cute crease in his forehead.

"I used to have the biggest crush on you." you could only laugh, feeling bubbly after the evening and the champeign.

"You did?" he asked, eyes big in surprise, and it made you laugh just a little more.

"Yeah. But then college started and i felt like it was the distance I needed to get over it." You breathed after catching your laugh again, a faint smile of the memories to that time on your lips.

You looked up to him, not your fault he was this tall, and saw him look straight ahead into the distance. Something about his expression… nearly wistful.

"Damn" he breathed a little quiet- "So I did have a chance."

The silence of the quiet street was loud in your ears.

"What?"

Yunho looked at you, the the smile a little shy, the eyes a little… melancholic even.

"So… I did have a chance. Had I told you then." It made your heart stop for just a moment. You spent the last five years getting rid of that- this feeling creeping up in your chest to choke you until no words could come out of your mouth. The wave of repressed feelings crushed down on you without any warning.

And with that, and the alcohol, the words bubbled up like soda pop.

"You still do." It made his smile drop a little, with a flicker of confusion on his face.

"You still do have a chance." It was suffercating, and you were surprised the words bubbled out with more confidance then you wouldve expected. You felt like you had no air to breathe, yet your words sounded clear through the quiet town.

"Then how about we repeat this,"

He smiled, coming to a stop on the street, making you stop as well by still holding your hand tight.

"but as a real date?"

"Yes"

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San x Reader |1K- 1 Trope|

>> 1K- 1 Trope series: A start of me to start publishing/ Get back into writing, 1 character, 1 Trope, 1 K words <<

>> First Kiss<<

>> Summary: Joining your friend as a plus-one at this random house party sounded like a fun idea. Something different, right? Well, what you didn't expect was to be left alone, and now find yourself serving your 7 minutes in heaven with the cute hallway-boy. <<

>> Rating: Fluffy/ SFW <<

It was such a stupid game, you thought to yourself. Such a stupid game that you didn't even know why you participated in. You felt pressured, that was it. You were at a birthday party, you tagged along as a plus one and after about half an hour your friend was nowhere to be found.

They took mercy on you, and let you join their circle, you should be thankful, and yet you couldn't help but fight the lump of nervousness inside your throat. You didn't really go to such parties that often. If so, you were usually accompanying a friend. It had little to do with how extroverted or introverted you were, but the prospect of sitting around and drinking with people you didn't know just didn't thrill you the same way it did some of your friends-

And see where that got you.

The closet was smaller then it looked from the outside, and the fact that you could feel San's body heat radiating onto yourself was enough to make you blush furiously and want to leave. On top of the small closet- San wasn't a small guy. Not anymore at least. The introverted guy who chattet you up at the beginning of Highschool about your Pokemon plushy keychain was only a memory by now.

This San, was broad, went out and was part of the sports team. Yet he still smiled just as cutely, and seemed just as nervous as you imagined when the bottle landed on you and him. To say he was your crush was an overstatement- a hallway crush was a better way to described it. The two of you didn't talk much, the occasional chat in the hallway or in class, but nothing beyond that.

To you, San looked like this since only yesterday, but most people only knew him as this athletic- arguably sexy guy.

"So… what do we do?" You asked, into the dark of the closet. You only got a small chuckle as a response. A laugh that was a little too adorable for the muscle mass that was rivaling your personal space. "You mean usually, or what we do here? Because we don't have to do anything." You could hear the smile in his voice. It made you huff out a small laugh as well. "I know what people usually do with seven minutes in heaven, San." You chuckled in response.

"So, do you want to?" The question hung thick in the air and made your mouth fall dry. Something inside you was nervous about being this close to each other- but your mind didn't even take into consideration that CHOI SAN of all people, might be the one wanting to-

"what?" you asked, a little in disbelieve, gaining a small laugh from him. "What do you mean 'what'? Y/N… only things you want to are happening in here." He was being so sweet, and something inside you felt a little bad that this was what he assumed you were nervous about. "No.. I-" it was laying heavy on your tongue. Because… "Do you"want to?" The way he let out a soft chuckle, made you feel warm. "Y/N, why would't I?" It made you blush, furiously, and it made you thank the heavens that invented this bullshit to not put lights in a closet.

"I somehow just assumed you'd not want to kiss me." you spoke truthfully. It was meant very matter effect.

"That'd be so foolish of me-" he said, one of his hands carefully raising up, very gently testing the waters as he placed it onto the side of your face. "Y/N, you're one of the nicest people I've ever met."

Your breath felt like it stopped- you felt like you had to reboot yourself. In no fucking way was this how your first kiss was gonna go. You felt nervousness settle in your throat like a thick slime, making talking hard. What were you suppose to do? Tell him not to do it? Ask him to do it? Should you instigate? In movies it always looked like neither of them thought about it much- so was this even the right moment when you were so painfully hyper aware and overthinking it, even?

"Y/N, are you nervous?" San asked, voice gentle, yet laced with a smile on his lips. He always was just so carefree- "Most people only started inviting me to things after they declared me with some official popular 'hot' mark" he spoke gently. "You never treated me any different, you were always… a ray of sunshine." This made the slime in your throat cloak up even more. What was he doing talking so sweet to you, while you could feel his warm hand caressing your cheek?

"I never kissed anyone" you blurted out a little. After a second of silence, it was San's soft laughter that filled it, as he retrieved his hand. "As I said, nothing happens as long as you don't want to." he smiled, and you could feel how he subtly tried to back off into the limited space of the closet.

"No" you then said, a little quieter then you anticipated. Because who else, then the sweetest person you knew, could make for a better first kiss? Then you wouldn't have the pressure on you anymore-

"Kiss me." you said softly, your voice a bit more strained then you wanted it to. The hand gently placed itself back onto your cheek, and you could feel his breath soon brush against your face. It was hot, pleasantly so. "Just relax." he smiled, before he leaned in, crossing the remaining space.

San gently put his lips onto yours, first just resting them there, warm and soft. Then he started moving them, and you soon understood and joined the gentle and slow rhythm- before you knew he pulled back again with a smile. "Was it bad?" you finally let yourself breathe again, shoulders slumping. "No… another one."

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Yeosang x Reader |1K- 1 Trope|

>> 1K- 1 Trope series: A start of me to start publishing/ Get back into writing, 1 character, 1 Trope, 1 K words <<

>>In Vino Veritas (Drunken Confession) <<

>> Summary: You're the future Soccer team captain- Especially after your prime performance at the start of this season. And maybe that was what caught the cheerleading Captain's eye. Or maybe you managed THAT just on your own. <<

>> Rating: Fluffy/ SFW <<

Being part of the soccer team with the passion you had, Your coach pushed you to your limits, all of you, and made you show your best. You yourself, could even imagine a sports scholar for some prestigious private college. The fact that it wasn't out of the picture, wasn't impressive enough, then you couldn't think of what was.

The schedule was rough, especially at season start. Fresh out of exam phase, when everyone breathed, you were on the field, running yet another lap on the field as the cheerleaders did their warmup routines.

The next game was soon- this week. This Saturday, the first game of the season. Your coach had put some extra pressure in- on you specifically. The captain was in their last year. And she proposed you the position- if you had it in you. So, of course you were pushing yourself extra. If you could show her, and the team, what was in you, you could be team captain- get the scholarship… everything you ever wished for.

This is what made you push impossibly hard and when Saturday came around, you were absolutely in it. You were running like there was no tomorrow with the ball practically glued to your feet, passing with a preciseness that even surprised yourself. People cheered for you- You. When half time hit, you saw it.

The eyes that followed you. That didn't leave yours when he smiled ever so brightly, jogging gracefully onto the field as you left. When his dark eyes left yours, even over the field, you still felt seen. When he then did a cartwheel while smiling, gaining just as many cheers, you looked away, grabbing for you water bottle.

The cheerleading captain was no one to joke about- Kang Yeosang was the epidemy of the perfect student. He was pretty beyond imagination, notoriously good at Cheer and overall dance routines, as well as musically gifted, joining the Band for vocals when the opportunity served itself, despite holding his grades at straight A's.

And YOU, today's star player, seemed to have caught his attention.

Showering and a small locker room celebration of your win, lead for everything to take some time. You felt giggly, the champagne they made you open as 'Champion' bubbling into your head quiet pleasantly.

Arriving at the party was a celebration of a whole other calibre- not just were you as a team celebrated, welcomed with even more alcohol and cheers, but also you were the star of the night- you were showered with compliments on your game, on your abilities on your everything. People drank with you, and when you made your way through the masses-

"Oh, there you are." you heard a deep voice slur- or sing song besides you. When you turned, the image was stunning. Yeosang wasn't wearing his cheer uniform anymore, now replaced by a glittery top that turned kind of mesh and hung loosely around his waist, paired with a wide swinging pair of black training pants. He looked stunning.

It started with one drink. You shared one love shot with Yeosang, which made just so happy- he was laughing, smiling, giggling at seemingly everything you said. Then he went for some mixed drink, while you settled for something more tame. Partially to go slow tonight, and partially because you didn't trust his mixtures- the way he looked he had a lot of 'trust me bro' mixed in.

Even more beautiful though, was the smile and fitting blush on his face. "I was looking for you." He smiled, rather slurred. He looked… gone to say the least. And yet his eyes didn't seem to waver from yours. "The team only just arrived" You smiled, making Yeosang tut while shaking his head "Doing all the celebrating without the cheers? How mean." he said, voice a tad teasing. The glitter was still sticking to his eyes, making it rival the spark in his eyes.

"I promise we only had the mandatory Champaign." You smiled back. Before you knew, his hand was on your shoulder, slowly trailing down your upper arm. "I bet you got to open it…" he smiled, looking between his hand and your eyes. Something about the way he did that, had you utterly captivated. "Y/N… Come drink with me." he then smiled, when his hand was nearly reaching your elbow, dropping it down to grab you by the hand and drag you along.

He was sitting next to you on the sofa, facing You. Yeosang had essentially one arm behind you, while his legs were propped mermaid style sidewards. His eyes didn't really leave your face when you talked. More then often they flicked all over it in fact.

"You looked so good on the field." Yeosang smiled, and you simply couldn't look away from his eyes. "Thanks-" you smiled, before he leaned forward a little. His cheeks blushed even deeper and his eyes by now seemed glassy, his words were hardly slurred, but over the flow he was speaking with and how deep and rich his voice was you could hardly tell.

"You always look good on the field." he then said, and you felt yourself blush. Something about it, made you nervous. "You're… always beautiful." You felt your heart beat hard inside your chest. "Y/N… if I were to ask… would you go on a date with me?." his hand behind your back carefully touched your neck. "I've… please don't think it's weird but… When we train out on the field along side you guys, I can't look away." he talked a little more hushed, his eyes seemingly stuck on your mouth, not meeting your eyes. He let out a soft laugh "Wooyoung told me explicitly to not say that…" you chuckled. Then, smiling locking your gaze onto Yeosangs, leaving him no room to look away. "If you were to ask, I would go on a date with you." you smiled at Yeosangs wide eyes. "And I don't think that's weird."

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Holy shit, I just finished a smut chapter of one of my WIP of the multi-chapter fics. It's actually the first smut I wrote about Ateez myself, and holy shit this got filthy.

If you're wondering, it's not from any of the "Introduction" WIP's (Work In Progress), rather a magic AU I started writing for the fun of it in a frenzy.

I might just post that smut septerately though (as well) because nb.01: you don't need too much context for the filth, and nb.02: I'm weirdly proud of myself.

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Masterlist and an overall overview over actual projects, small blog entries excluded.

Writing atm for:

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♡ Ateez ♡

Hongjoong:

♡ x reader ♡ 1K- 1 Trope: Soulmates

Seonghwa:

♡ x reader ♡ 1K- 1 Trope: Angst/Heartbreak (WIP)

Yunho:

♡ x reader ♡ 1K- 1 Trope: Fake dating

Yeosang:

♡ x reader ♡ 1K- 1 Trope: Drunken confession

San:

♡ x reader ♡ 1K- 1 Trope: First Kiss

Mingi:

♡ x reader ♡ 1K- 1 Trope: Secret/ Forbidden "Romance" (WIP)

Wooyoung:

♡ x reader ♡ 1K- 1 Trope: Sharing one Bed (WIP)

Jongho:

♡ x reader ♡ 1K- 1 Trope: Body Swap (WIP)

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Hongjoong x Reader |1K- 1 Trope|

>> 1K- 1 Trope series: A start of me to start publishing/ Get back into writing, 1 character, 1 Trope, 1 K words <<

>> Soulmate AU <<

>> Summary: "Can I get a coffee?" Must have been amongst the most boring words you could've wished for on your wrist. The first words your soulmate would say to you. <<

>> Rating: Fluffy/ SFW <<

You weren't too interested in your Soulmate, on most days. Today, wasn't such a day. You were out with friends yesterday evening, it wasn't anything too big. Just some drinks, some catching up. Nothing special. And then one of them started to rant about her new Boyfriend, and how she was so happy with him. Most people found their Soulmates in Highschool, or College. You, were a professional by now, with all that already over, working a boring life- well, working in music production was never boring. And your career was blooming. Going from simply boringly watching and working with the hardware, to now some of your own creations being sold to clients.

You never bothered to look for your soulmate. The words on your forearm weren't much of a hint. "Can I get a coffee?" were about the most boring words you could've ever asked for.

But back to your friend, as she was talking about her new boyfriend- that's when it happend. A guy walked by, no one payed much attention to him as he passed. But seemingly, neither did he. As he tripped over your bag placed next to the table, he inconveniently spilled his cocktail a little- on said friend.

"Not the Pineapple!" he exclaimed as the fruit pick slipped out of the drink before her. "Not the…" she slowly repeated.

That's how they met.

And that caused your current, mental exhaustion. She needed all the moral support she could get that evening, explain to her new boyfriend- well, now ex, what had happend.

Now, you were about as done with dating as it got. Your last partner was lackluster, not just in bed, just in generell. It didn't hurt ending things, and for two years, you didn't really bother in dating, for this exact reason. Soulmates made 'casual' relationships messy.

This morning wasn't difficult because of any hangover from the night before, you kept calm with the drinks. It was difficult because said emotional support ended up in a three-hour call.

"Oh you look dead." Your oh so sunny coworker smiled when he entered your studio. "I know." You simply sighed, dropping your head down onto your arm pillow. "I had two hours of sleep- I had to help a friend break up with her boyfriend since she ran into her soulmate. How does that just happen?" You let out a small whine with the last word, muffled by your hand. "Oh, Great for her." Yunho smiled. He squinted looking at you. "I'm… gonna get you some caffeine." he simply smiled and walked through he studio office.

"Actually, we have a short notice coming in later." Yunho announced as he returned with two cups of coffee, sitting one down on your desk, seating himself next to you on the chair. The desk set up simply holding a few monitors with two seats. "Since we had a really empty day Boss squished him in for a recording later. He said the guy is good- has his own beats and everything, kind of just in search for some second opinion and professional recording." You nodded, taking only half the information in as you sipped on the bitter coffee. It did revive you somehow.

After falling asleep twice in front of your screen, the third time the different colored beams of the music program in front of you started to mush together, you took it as a sign- getting up, opening up some windows, and walking into the small in-office kitchen.

There, to your dismay, you discovered the coffee can to be already empty. No wonder with the caffeine addiction raging within this team.

You cautiously opened the water container, filling it up by the sink. Washing the can itself through once, not really caring about any coffee remains. You placed everything carefully back together again. Lastly, you replaced the filter, and started scooping the pulverized coffee carefully in. One for each cup made… which would summ up to 6, two for each, yunho, you, and your shared boss. Then an extra spoon for caffeine and one fo-

"Can I get a coffee?" A smiley voice sounded behind you. With a shrug you added another two scoops. "If you like it strong, sure." you answered without much of thought.

You managed to actually put the second spoon in, before your brain caught up. The silence now seeming deafening. You slowly turned around- god, the guy was gorgeous. His features were sharp, yet… detailed. It reminded you of a neatly cut diamond, sharp and refined. His hair was pushed back, split into two colors, one side black, the other nearly white.

His dark eyes went wide, probably matching your own face right now. His clothes were also oddly your style- the jacket hung oversize, a matching turtleneck and simple fitting pants while he paired it with colorfully painted sneakers. "Hi" he then smiled and oh god- his smile was full, it stretched over his face and was endlessly bright. "Hi…" you could only answer, looking down at the words on your wrist slowly filling up.

Your own phrase now appearing underneath his words. A moment of silence passed.

"I'm Hongjoong" he then smiled. And oh god- you could just die the way he looked at you. His features may have been sharp, but his eyes seemed like they were shining. "Y/N" you only answered with a small smile.

The lack of sleep, and amount of caffeine made you feel light headed to begin with, but this whole thing- This man- No, Hongjoong in front of you, made you feel a whole different way of dizzy.

"Oh I see you two ran into each other yourselves." Yunho smiled walking into the small office kitchen, slowing down his step while looking back and forth. "What…" he tried to ask until he caught onto how you were holding your wrist. "Can I get a coffee?" Yunho repeated with a grin. "I really love coffee-" Hongjoong shrugged still smiling at you.

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Thinking about a warm up on finishing things. (I have genuinely problems with finding good endings to stories/ ideas I try to put out there.)

So how about Ateez one shots- each member, one trope, as a warm up? 1k words each?

Ship or x Reader? Still thinking.

I usually don't write much x Reader but I'm not opposed to the idea.

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Introduction

Hello, I'm heevee and currently getting back into writing fanfction. So, that's what the blog is for. Posting, chatting, finding a bit of a community and just to see where it goes.

Here some quick facts about me:

I'm in my 20s, use she/her pronouns and come from Fandom spaces of back in the day.

I've always listened to K-pop but only about a year ago got back into reading fanfiction overall, and well am now stuck with K-pop.

My Ult-group is ATEEZ, I also adore Stray Kids, and I feel myself sliding into TXT as well.

Other than them, I casually follow a lot more girl groups than I do boygroups. G-idle is probably my 'girlgroup ult' if I can even say that. (To name others, Aespa, Itzy, IVE, LeSserafim, IZ*ONE etc)

I'm a fourth gen girlie who got into K-pop right at the start of it, but I love and adore what came out of previous generations.

Someone on TikTok said (jokingly) "it all went to shit when we stopped having OTP's." And in that vain, my OTP is Matz, Seonghwa x Hongjoong. In any way possible. As friends, as whatever. I love their dynamic.

More nerdy Fandom things

My ULT-Bias is Wooyoung from Ateez, I love this man with every fiber of my lesbian body. Which, you know. You see what I mean.

(Also, disclaimer, If I say bias I mean who I like most, not that I wouldn't love every member of every group I follow)

I am a sucker for some good pirate shit, I had some sort of hyper obsession with them last year. I have loved one piece since childhood and thats where I honestly started with fanfiction, now most recently got a tad obsessed with epic the musical so, you know.

Besides that, I think that's enough information about me before I post anything like, actually.

Actual fanfiction stuff

So, I'm currently thinking of 3 things to write here. Call two of them 'work in progress' the way im 'planning' them but have only written the first chapter for either. I'm gonna present them here, just in a quick summary way, since there's still a good way to go.

Pirate AU, Seonghwa x Hongjoong. Seonghwa is on the run and keeps bumping into Hongjoong, after joining his crew both realize their running away from something in their own way. Includes side Woosan and the most platonic Brothers/Best friends Yunho and Mingi.

College AU, baseically Seonghwa x Hongjoong, Wooyoung x San, Mingi x Yunho, and Jongho x Yeosang. It's a multi pov. College life fic. (I do love myself some good old tropes)

Royal AU, oneshot/short story, Seonghwa x Hongjoong, very roughly inspired by EPIC: The musical. Inspired is the right word, it has nothing to do with the actual story or characters. Some songs just really inspired me.