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𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 𝒞𝒶𝓃'𝓉 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁 𝓂𝓎 𝐹𝒾𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇𝓈

PAIRINGS | Kim! Seungmin x Fem! Reader

GENRE | Enemies to Lovers AU

WORD COUNT | 3.1k

WARNINGS | Breakups, mental health issues, dealings imposter syndrome, workplace tension

SYNOPSIS | Kim Seungmin had only ever dated one person in his lifetime, and that person would later become his future CEO after they both swore to succeed and accomplish their dreams without the assistance of their biggest supporter, each other.

NETWORKS | @starlit-network @blossomnet

TAGS | @eridanuswave

A/N | This fic feels a bit Kdrama(y) and I spent a lot of time writing it, so I hope it can get at least 2 comments or helpful reblogs 🥲👍

In the city of Seoul, Novara Studios became one of the biggest independent film agencies. The company and its employees had broken many records, earned many rewards, and had a large-loyal fanbase.

And the CEO? No different.

L/n Y/n, a top and well known superintendent of the industry who has participated in many hit shows’ production and story writing. She only hired the best of directors, editors, producers, and actors, resulting in a large mass of high quality TV production. Some of the biggest shows from the label included Crimson Truth, Wings of Eternity, and Tides of Life.

When it came to Novara Studios, their viewers could expect no less than perfect. There was no such thing as a flop show when it came to this enterprise as every single series and movie included a realistic, relatable, and enjoyable plot which always made sense and added up.

The company was established less than a decade ago, so how was it already driven so highly to the top?

The question was fairly simple to answer.

Kim Seungmin, a highly respected singer at the time had participated in one of the studio's first ever releases as the male lead. Which led to a massive breakout from the public towards the company. Success was everywhere: streams of series came in large numbers, and the public began watching the previous shows from the agency. Merchandise was released and the sales were huge; all because of one actor.

Since then, the company has released hit after hit show; whether a big star would be present in the cast or not, it would be watched and loved. Small actors became huge and admired for their talent, the label would earn good profit and pay their actors fairly based on their role importance in a series, even smaller roles earned good money.

So where is the negative outcome in all of this?

One wouldn't expect something negative in a company that seems to have it all. But well, maybe that one issue just happened to be a little personal- tied back to the root and core of the agency, involving someone who used to be the most special human to them.

And maybe it was the one person who was also the reason behind the success received from the industry. Or perhaps, vice-versa.

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The bus was slow and quiet. Passengers with headphones on their head and phones in their hands were sitting around, all waiting to reach their destination in the depths of the night.

There were only around 4 people on the bus, it was late and Seungmin had fully expected to be alone on his trip home. It was what he wanted, if not.

Work had ended later than expected and he found himself on the bus due to his car refusing to start up last minute. He couldn’t call anyone due to how late it was, so he simply picked up all items of value and pushed them into his bag.

His headphones were on and he was listening to some relaxing and unwinded songs, the sound of the singer's voice echoing beautifully in his head as he stared out the window into the stunning streets of Seoul.

The bus was dark, only a couple lights flicked on not including the phone screens of the other passengers. As Seungmin was in the back, it didn’t bother him other than the occasional glimpse of a reflection on the window.

“Shoot…” He quietly groaned to himself, lifting his head from the glass and unzipping his bag.

That’s when it fell.

The picture he had forgotten about.

“A singer you say?”

He nodded, fully expecting some type of judgement by the unrealistic aspiration he yearned for. It was more of a vision he held for the future that had little to no chances of occurring. He didn’t know what he wanted to do with his life yet other than possibly pursuing a career in singing, something he enjoyed. Even if he managed to make it happen, there was no guarantee it would take off.

However, instead of bringing him down to earth or hitting him with a sense of sagacity, your face lit up and you grew excited.

“You’d be amazing at that! You’re already a magnificent vocalist!” you optimistically exclaimed, clapping your hands in awe as he slightly tilted his head, unable to hide his gaiety from your unexpected response.

“Are you not going to say anything about it? Like it’s ridiculous or impractical?” He finally questioned, catching you off guard.

You chuckled, shaking your head in denial. “Why would I? In fact I have a pretty ‘ridiculous’ and ‘impractical’ dream myself.” You responded with a sarcastic tint to your voice. He sat beside you, staring in astonishment from the statement.

“Nothing that you wanna do is impractical. You could eat the world if you wanted to.” He assured, to which you nodded.

“I would say the same for you.” You muttered. He immediately looked at you and began speaking before you cut him off.

“Have some faith in yourself, will you? You’re more capable than you can imagine. You’re seriously a genius in so many subjects; there are just no limits when it comes to you. You’re simply able to accomplish anything you want if you really put yourself to it. Just believe in yourself.” You smiled, his expression visibly changed to one of relief.

You were the person that inspired him to change his view on life. You gave him the confidence he needed. Anytime he felt upset you were there: when he lost an important friend or someone made fun of him, you were by his side, supporting him in the times he needed it the most even when his suffering appeared to be silent.

Overtime, he became good at hiding his emotions from the outside world, that included you.

You went from the person he trusted most to the one he swore to contain his vulnerability around. It wasn’t his fault, the culprit was his developing imposter syndrome; and maybe you were partly the reason for it.

Two slow knocks came at his door, he couldn’t hear them through his tears.

Sometimes he had erratic breakdowns from his overthinking habits. The fear of making mistakes and goals that weighed down so heavily on him. His relationship with you felt like a burden rather than a piece of enlightenment or mirth; the fear of not being good enough, or not being able to provide what he should felt so substantial.

The thoughts consumed him, so much he hadn’t realized you entered his room and sat down beside him.

“Seungmin.” You muttered; tone serious and dissatisfied.

He flinched hearing your voice, forgetting he had given you a spare key to his apartment. He slightly smiled seeing your face, wiping his tears trying to put himself back together,

“Y/n, I didn’t see you.” He nervously mumbled, but you already knew that and more.

That night, you ended things.

The breakup made him realize his mistakes perhaps, as he made the effort to finally change. He dedicated himself to his studies and put in any hard work necessary for success. Finally, he collaborated with producers and released his first album in March, 2018.

His confidence rose once more, feeling accomplished by his achievements.

He realized he couldn't take all the credit; a significant portion of his success was thanks to you. You stood by him throughout the journey, and he never once pointed fingers or harbored resentment over the breakup. He fully grasped the situation and acknowledged his mistakes from that time. However, unable to change the past, he chose to look ahead and eventually became a part of the revolutionary agency, Novara Studios.

Though he was a singer, he wanted a fresh start in a new industry; something to further boost his career.

His awareness at the time was limited. Information on you was low and no name was ever mentioned in any articles he read about the company. Of course, this wasn't something he worried much about considering the agency had only been established a year after his admission and had just begun promoting themselves at the time.

If he would've known that you would've been the CEO of the company; he would've searched somewhere else.

But he wouldn't deny that he truly felt fortunate to be able to work with you once more.

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He entered the headquarters and set his stuff down. Organizing his belongings and beginning to walk over to the stylists room. Filming started at 9 am, so he needed to be ready by then.

“Kim Seungmin.” He heard a voice call from a distance, immediately catching his attention and making him look in the direction where it came from.

“Good morning chief.” He smiled as you came into better sight.

You glanced up at him and smiled back in a friendly manner as you quickly broke eye contact and looked back down at your hands and handed him the envelope. The tension was evident.

“When I came in this morning, I realized your car was still in the parking lot so I assumed you had some issues with it last night. I wanted to ask if you needed me to call a towing company so they could fix your vehicle.”

He was caught off guard, but he beamed in appreciation as he nodded, and just as quickly as you came, you vanished out of sight.

He sighed; today was the first day of filming a new drama that the entire company had worked hard on to begin. Seungmin would be playing the role of the male lead who also happened to be the main character of the overall show. It had taken months of preparation so he was relieved everything was finally ready.

He walked into the stylist room, allowing them to apply light makeup and dressing him in proper attire for the first few shots.

He sat in the lobby, watching the others as actors began to pile up and sit on the couches around him.

“Seungmin!”

He glanced over at his coworker, Jisung, whom he had been fairly close with approaching him.

“New day, new role.” He said, causing Seungmin to chuckle in response— shutting his book and shifting his full attention.

“You didn't come here for no reason; what is it?” He questioned as Jisung shrugged.

“Been hearing a little bit of rumor around the company. Apparently, Yuri resigned from the role of female lead a week ago.” he said, immediately shocking Seungmin.

“What!? So suddenly?” He exclaimed, causing Jisung to nod.

“I was shocked too, but it appears to be true as she's not present here today, and it was strictly stated that all participating actors had to be present today.” Jisung added.

Seungmin took a moment to process his words, glancing down before looking back up at him and sighing.

“Do you know what we're going to do then?” He asked as Jisung shrugged.

“No idea, but I heard that CEO L/n will be in charge of direction for the next couple of weeks.”

Seungmin’s expression dropped as he heard his colleague complete his sentence. Suddenly, the events that took place in the morning made sense as he listened to every word.

“Chief will be directing the series?” He asked as Jisung nodded.

“That’s what I said.” He responded.

It wasn’t common to have you be present in the main building, as your office was located in a separate entrance which didn’t connect to this one. You normally stopped by a couple times during filming, however you were often busy with your own things and didn’t have time to be present. He doubted you had only come to remind him of his car.

The intercoms suddenly came on, colleagues checking their phones the moment it spoke.

‘Everyone in the lobby, please report to the studios. I repeat, Everyone in the lobby, please report to the studios.’

Those in the lobby stood up, walking over to the studio rooms to be directed into their next move. Filming wouldn’t be taking place in the building, everyone needed to be directed out and driven to the location where it would be happening.

Surely, as they arrived, you were standing in the front with a small paper— directing everyone to their van. You glanced up at him, although avoided extended eye-contact and signaled both him and Jisung to their van.

Soon enough, you all arrived at the small, traditional hanok located in a small neighborhood; the neighborhood itself wasn’t actually populated but was more of a tourist location— of course it had been closed off for film purposes.

You escorted 3 actors out, him and Jisung along with an older woman who would play the role of their mother. The film crew stepped out of their own separate van and followed inside the building. Setting up their cameras and equipment.

The house had been cozily decorated, looking full of life even after years of being void from it. Seungmin walked around, investigating all corners of the home.

“It’s in such good condition despite being abandoned for over 2 decades.” He turned to Jisung, who nodded in response as he touched the light wooden walls.

“Right, the paint isn’t chipped or anything,” he added.

The entire drama was aiming for a sense of nostalgia. The main character living in a hanok was more than just nostalgic but also aesthetically pleasing. However, to him, a hanok was more than just his temporary home, but also a significant part of his past; his real past.

You walked in, noticing them just casually becoming familiar with their new home.

“Hey, you both can look around later; we need to get filming.” You proclaimed, causing them both to turn around and nod.

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The dark skies derived quickly, and so did the cold temperatures. Seungmin wrapped the blue crocheted scarf around his neck and covered his hands with the paired mittens. He threw his cross bag over his shoulder while waving goodbye to his colleagues and making his way out of the property, walking to his car with the keys in hand.

The parking lot was almost empty by that point, it made sense, it was nearly midnight.

He opened the driver side door and stepped in, preventing the door from shutting with his leg as he turned on the car and allowed it to heat up.

He was about to shut the entrance and drive his way back home, however, he looked into his rear view mirror and noticed a car behind him, one he recognized to be yours with you outside and investigating the tire.

Slowly, he smiled, lightly chuckling to himself. He opened the door and walked over to the car with his hands in the small cozy pockets of his jacket.

“Why aren’t you parked in the superintendent lot?” He questioned, causing you to flinch and immediately turn around with your hand on your heart, gaze immediately falling to his attire.

“Excuse me?” You mumbled as he chuckled once more.

“This is the employee lot, as the CEO you should be in the superintendent lot.” He answered, ducking down and looking at your tires, none having any visible damage or impairment.

“Will it not turn on?” He asked as you slightly nodded your head, continuing to refuse eye contact. He couldn’t help but smile seeing you that way, it made his heart feel a little lighter.

He stood up, adjusting your coat before you quickly pulled away.

“I don’t need your help, these are things I can deal with myself.” You murmured.

Silently, he nodded in understanding.

“I apologize.” He bowed, staying in that position for multiple seconds before standing back up.

“But at least, allow me to drive you home.” He mumbled, straightforward yet timid.

You looked at him, unknowing of how to answer the question; yet again, it wasn’t like he gave you the opportunity to as he was already making his way over to his car, glancing back at you before entering and shutting the door behind him.

You remained in spot for multiple moments, ultimately sighing, locking your car and walking over to the passenger side, shutting the door behind you.

He couldn’t help but beam as he put the car in drive and began making his way onto the driveway.

The majority of the ride was silent, you leaned your cheek against the fist which rested on the window and stared blankly at the streets. You found yourself stealing glances at the man who used to be your only, unable to catch a grip of the one question you wanted to ask, yet refused to.

“Why do you still have it?” Your voice spoke, void of all emotions with a slight tremble.

He gripped the steering wheel tighter, gulping at the question and feeling the familiar sense of anxiety wash over him.

“Have what?” He muttered, making the turn onto a separate road.

“The clothes. The coat, scarf, mittens, why do you still have it!?” You nearly yelled, feeling slight tears swell up in your eyes as your throat warmed.

He kept calm, refusing to take his eyes off the road as he listened to you.

“It’s special to me.” He responded, however, that only caused the frustration in you to spread.

“Why? Why is it that I work so hard to finally be able to accomplish my dream yet the moment I do you have to come in and ruin everything? Why is it that the universe always makes me rely on you? My confidence, success, everything is always about you! Why can’t I do something for myself!?” You held your head, feeling the same painful ache in your heart as you did that day.

The car came to a halt as he turned over to face you, the tears streaming down your cheeks, fingers tugging your hair in indignation.

Tears warm, you slowly felt his hands wrap around your torso and pull you closer, embracing you warmly with your head resting on his shoulder.

“I never realized the pain I had caused you.” He muttered, embracing you warmly with a care you hadn’t felt in so long, it almost felt surreal.

The frustration and resentment your heart once felt all faded with his words and touch; an overwhelming sense of security was all that was left, the tears had stopped flowing and so had your sense of time. You didn’t notice your own hands wrapping around him in a position that felt so nostalgic, something you hadn’t felt in over eight years.

It was comforting, comfortable, and reassuring.

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jinisnuggets · 4 months ago

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¡! ❞ 𝑪𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 | 𝑻𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒓

"𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖?"

PAIRINGS ! Kim! Seungmin x Fem! Reader

GENRE ! Enemies to Lovers AU

WARNINGS ! Breakups, mental health issues, dealings imposter syndrome, workplace tension

SYNOPSIS ! Kim Seungmin had only ever dated one person in his lifetime, and that person would later become his future CEO after they both swore to succeed and accomplish their dreams without the assistance of the other.

NETWORKS ! @starlit-network @blossomnet

October 20th, 2025

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jinisnuggets · 4 months ago

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¡! ❞ 𝑪𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 | 𝑻𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒓

"𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖?"

PAIRINGS ! Kim! Seungmin x Fem! Reader

GENRE ! Enemies to Lovers AU

WARNINGS ! Breakups, mental health issues, dealings imposter syndrome, workplace tension

NETWORKS ! @starlit-network @blossomnet

October 20th, 2025

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jinisnuggets · 5 months ago

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SOMETHING WITH HYUNSUK PLEASEEEE

✧ ˚ · . 𝑯𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑺𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔

PAIRINGS | Choi Hyunsuk x Fem! Reader

GENRE | Angst, Fluff

WORD COUNT | 1.1k

WARNINGS | Breaking up, signs of cheating, feelings of guilt

SYNOPSIS | Your best friends, Jihoon and Hyunsuk had been receiving the silent treatment from you, however when Hyunsuk confronted you about it, the conversation didn't go as expected.

NETWORK | @starlit-network @blossomnet

A/N | I honestly love this fic, it feels so Kdrama plot (⁠*⁠´⁠ω⁠｀⁠*⁠).

There is no reason for feeling the way I do.

Maybe that’s what drives me to continue feeling the same way I do about him even after entering highschool.

Jihoon, who I met and had been my best friend since childhood, met Choi Hyunsuk in middle school.

When he introduced us to each other: there were no initial feelings; they developed shortly after on my side.

It drives me crazy the way I’ve kept these feelings all up until highschool. I don’t want to feel anything for him, especially now that I have tried to distance myself in attempt of getting rid of these sentiments.

I can’t even bring myself to date, no matter how much I want to. The guilt always lingers, and I hate that.

“Y/n!”

A familiar voice called from a distance, causing you to turn around and shut the journal in which you had been writing in.

“Well, if it isn’t Park Jihoon… Tell me, what shall my services offer you today?” You smirked, watching him roll his eyes as he pulled open the chair on the desk beside you and made himself comfortable. Leaning back, and relaxing as he watched you.

“Journaling on intrusive thoughts again?” he chuckled as you glared at him.

You hated how well he knew you.

“There’s nothing wrong with it.” You replied as he shook his head and waved his hands.

“Not at all.” He nodded as you picked up the journal and put it back inside your bag.

“You wanted to talk I’m assuming?” you lifted an eyebrow as both his expression and posture changed; lightly nodding in response to your allegation.

“You could say that.” He answered nervously.

“Then?” You muttered, lifting an eyebrow; noting his sigh.

“You’ve been distant. From both me and Hyunsuk. I just wanted to check if everything was okay.” he started, avoiding eye contact as you waved your hand dismissively.

“I’ve just been enjoying my alone time.” you shrugged indifferently.

He remained unconvinced, but decided to leave it at that to avoid conflict.

“If you say so.”

His reply was cold and blunt, standing up from the chair and walking out of the classroom. His actions spoke more than his words, you couldn’t help but feel guilty for what you were doing, you knew it wasn’t right. Truthfully, you only wanted to avoid Hyunsuk, but due to the fact that you all used to be a trio; it meant that you had to avoid Jihoon too.

You’ve never told anyone about your crush on Hyunsuk. You were afraid. Afraid of something unknown perhaps.

Glancing up at the clock, you shook your head, snapping back to reality in moments and standing up from the chair. Making your way out of the lonely classroom and into the hallway.

Both Jihoon and Hyunsuk were great friends: they supported and hyped you up in every decision you made. When you decided to try out for sports teams, they were there to encourage you; if you wanted to go somewhere but had no one to do it with, they’d clean up their schedules and accompany you.

You didn’t want to seem ungrateful, and it wasn’t like you hadn’t done anything for them either.

Jihoon was always there for you, he’s your longest and most loyal relationship. Hyunsuk was your second to that. You loved them both equally and nothing would change that.

But even the simplest of decisions seemed hard around them. You didn’t want to make a mistake or fail in front of them. The mere thought of it seemed humiliating.

You found your next class and took a seat, sighing at the thought and stress of everything. The world weighed heavily at the moment.

“Y/n.”

Turning around at the sound of your name, you locked eye contact with the person behind you, smiling awkwardly.

Something so obvious could be forgotten in moments when it comes to your overthinking habits. You forgot the person who had been in that same class with you for almost the middle of the year by that point. Choi Hyunsuk

He sighed, smiling softly before fixing your hair.

“What are you up to now?” he questioned.

You couldn't help but twitch. How was he not angry after everything, all the ignoring, all the avoiding.

“Just waiting for class to start.” You mumbled as he sneaked up behind you, placing his hands on your shoulders and massaging them.

“Are you now?” He added to which you nodded and turned around.

You jolted around in a matter of seconds, lifting an eyebrow at his actions. “What are you doing?” you switched the topic, noticing him chuckle in response.

“Just as I thought.”

You lifted an eyebrow, caught off guard by his set of words.

“You're not avoiding us. You're trying to avoid me.” He spoke as you immediately shook your head in response.

“That's not it.” You muttered, turning back around. You weren't sure how he'd caught on but you didn't want to feed onto it.

“If you're questioning how I know: you avoid eye contact with me, you seem natural around Jihoon, you purposely go out of your way to avoid seeing me. We used to walk to 4th period together but you started taking a different route; a longer one to be more specific.” He said, again catching you off guard once more.

“I didn't intend to-”

“Say what you want Y/n, but if I did something I think I deserve to know.” He spoke softly.

Choi Hyunsuk was always like this. And you hated it.

Everytime you tried and tried to get over him.

He always just drew you right back into his circle.

“No, you didn't do anything.” you finally replied.

“Then what is it? You can tell me.” He smiled, partially relieved that it had been nothing.

Sighing, you felt yourself be brainwashed by his kind and gentle tone once more. Before you ever liked Hyunsuk, you'd dated one guy— just one; and that relationship was filled with culpability and betrayal.

When he broke up with you, and you cried; Hyunsuk was the one there for you— bringing you your favorite restaurant and snacks, flowers and spending all the time you needed, comforting you, hugging you: making you feel loved.

That was when you fell in love with him, when you noticed the feelings that had likely been there long before, or at least decided to accept them.

“I don't know.” You replied, beginning to feel anxious.

“Listen, no matter what it is; I'll always be here. Here to support you. Here to care and love you; whether platonic or romantic, I don't care.”

You looked up at him upon hearing the word romantic, eyes widened with realization at his statement.

“What?” You muttered, questioning his word choices as his expression remained indifferent, smiling knowingly shortly after.

“Do you think friends just show up to each other's houses with flowers and chocolates on Valentine's Day?”

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jinisnuggets · 5 months ago

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The power a commenter holds on the writer community is seriously enormous. People don't often realize just how much writers treasure a simple, short piece of feedback.

We spend hours writing things for you guys to read only to receive little to no feedback on it. Really, writing something positive only takes a couple of seconds. Please do it.

Fun Story to Share.

I got my (now 18-year-old) daughter into Ao3 back in 2021. I taught her she should always comment - even if the fic looks old or abandoned or whatever. She did.

Well - she got this email this morning:

The fic was written in 2014 and essentially abandoned.

Bethy read and reviewed in 2021 (and was actually the only person who had commented at all).

Today in 2025 - the final chapter was posted by the author and this was her reply to Bethy’s comment.

———

Never question whether a fic is too old to comment on.

#fanfiction #us writers seriously appreciate comments more than one can imagine.#here comments are so uncommon #if you're going to reblog at least give some feedback

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jinisnuggets · 5 months ago

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✧.* ʟᴏᴠɪɴɢ ᴏʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ?

INCLUDES | Yuji, Megumi, Gojo, Nanami, Geto, Sukuna, Toge, Yuta

READER | G/n

WORD COUNT | 0.5k (about 70 per character)

GENRE | Fluff, Headcanons

WARNINGS | Dirty jokes mention.

A/N | I hadn't noticed how long it had been since I last uploaded anything Jjk related.

➼ ʟᴏᴠɪɴɢ

Yuji

Yuji is an absolute sweetheart, he loves showering his partner with compliments and affection so they are aware just how incredible and meaningful they are. He knows his limits and is absolutely willing to surpass them if it means protecting his partner from any harm. He would be a bit obnoxious and maybe a little annoying at times, but he doesn't mind going shopping or doing other activities that you may enjoy.

Nanami

I genuinely think Nanami would be a pretty good partner. I think he would be a respectfully mature boyfriend/husband who would be affectionate at times and kiss you when stress gets the better of him. I think his partner would be his escape from the world and job, so he would treasure the time he gets to wrap his s/o around his arms and simply rest in safety and assurance.

Geto

Geto is an absolute tease, he would mock his partner because that's his love language. However, he will always assure no one makes you uncomfortable (and if someone does then we pray for that person). He will always be sure to let others know their boundaries whenever it comes to you, never letting someone take a step to close. When you feel upset, he will sit down and always listen to you.

Sukuna

Again, Sukuna is a tease and enjoys mocking his partner because that's his love language. Sukuna tends to be a bit more romantic with his teasing, often hitting you with things like “you know you love me” or the good old “Relax princess/prince.” He will sometimes (often) sneak in some dirty jokes. There's nothing he loves more than taking the initiative and seeing your flustered face whenever he gets the opportunity.

➼ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ

Toge

I think the reason Toge is here is obvious, due to his cursed speech, he is unable to speak his sentiments in a genuine manner. So I believe he'd like whenever you show small actions of care or interest towards him: things like brushing his hair, cupping his cheeks, kissing him on the forehead or cheek are all things he adores. He doesn't need much; he's content with small actions of affection.

➼ ʙᴏᴛʜ

Megumi

Fushiguro has been rightfully depicted as the “perfect man” of Jjk, so therefore he lands a spot here. He isn't a very physically affectionate partner, but he always shows he cares by listening to you attentively and assuring you with words of affirmation or advice if that's what you wish; in addition, he is very protective over his partner. I think he'd relatively enjoy whenever you take the initiative to kiss or hug him.

Gojo

Gojo can be a pretty immature person, so I think he'd be the type to show off his partner: introducing them as the great Gojo’s wife/husband, etc. Gojo would like giving compliments, but he'd also like receiving them to increase his ego. I think he'd constantly buy gifts for his partner and spoil them despite you asking him not to, but of course he likes whenever you stand up and kiss him or give him small words of encouragement.

Yuta

Yuta is another sweetheart of the series, so I think he'd always make sure to spend his time to the fullest whenever he's with you. He is constantly gone on overseas missions, so therefore, his time with you is limited. He'd spend that limited time with you and treasure it, whether it's by practice, or lunch. Picnics are common and he adores them, or other small things like drawing competitions. He doesn't care as long as you both are having fun.

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jinisnuggets · 5 months ago

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HELLO!! So, a couple days ago I got water on my phone and I wasn't able to turn it on for about a week, but, I got it fixed sooner than expected so here I am and back! I have been working on things and to those requests: I AM NOT IGNORING YOU. I promise I have been writing and they will be released very soon.

Anyways, I'm happy to be back with plans, series, and request. I have been writing and blocking for a while, but I hope to start this next month releasing fics constantly again! Thank you for being patient with me 💘🙏

#˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ jini's rant #✧.* jini's talk #jinisnuggets #jini #talk #stupid phone 😤

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jinisnuggets · 5 months ago

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Thank you love, I'm glad you liked it 🤧💗

⋆·˚ ༘ * 𝒜𝒸𝒸𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝑒𝓍𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂

INCLUDES | Mitsuya ; Draken ; Mikey ; Kazutora ; Baji ; Chifuyu ; Izana

READER | Gn (No pronouns but preferably Fem)

GENRE | Fluff ; Smau

SYNOPSIS | You meant to text someone else, you didn't realize who you were actually texting.

A/N | Sorry for not uploading, I have 2 upcoming projects that I've been struggling to finish, so that's the reason for my absence 😭

#fanfiction #scenarios #headcannons #fluff #kpop #kpop scenarios #scenario #jinisnuggets #anime

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jinisnuggets · 5 months ago

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thank you to the one who requested for the haruto smut and thank YOU for writing it!!!

it's honestly criminal how little the teume community on tumblr is 😭😭😭

Right!? It's confusing why they're such a small community when the group has 7 million+ subscribers 😭

But, yes ofc, I'm glad you enjoyed it 💗

#anonymous #anon #asks #✧.* jini's talk #jinisnuggets #jini #treasure #kpop treasure #kpop thoughts

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jinisnuggets · 5 months ago

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hi! may i request a haruto smut? he’s already in a legal age but i cannot seem to find any haruto smut works here in tumblr even if he’s the same as jungwon whom i’ve seen so much smut works here in tumblr 🥹

‗ ❍ 𝕿𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖙𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓

PAIRINGS | Watanabe Haruto x Fem! Reader

GENRE | Smut

WORD COUNT | 0.5k

WARNINGS | Teasing, swearing, pet names, mdni

SYNOPSIS | Your night took an unexpected turn whenever you both decide to finally make the next move.

NETWORKS | @blossomnet @starlit-network

A/N | Hello! I get what you mean, the Treasure community isn't really big on here unfortunately.

Your hips jolted forward as he sat under you. His large hands landing a spot on your waist as you thrusted yourself forward onto his pants.

His groans were heavenly to you, the silence of being alone and together, sharing a moment of intimacy felt so surreal. The only noise keeping the room alive was the light sounds of breathing and moaning coming from the two of you.

You felt your part become wet with every lingering thrust, feeling your face warm up with every movement done.

“Are you alright?” His deep voice finally inquired as you lifted your head from his shoulder.

“Yes, don't worry about me.” You beamed, feeling yourself only become wetter from the energy it took to do something so simple like speak.

Chuckling, he separated himself from you, making you cry from the lack of action.

“Let's take it a step further. I'm starting to get impatient and I know you are too.” He remarked, switching your positions and laying you down on the bed. You felt your pants be unbuckled and pulled down by his fingers as you simply allowed him.

His fingers ran through your body, admiring every single inch of you.

“My beauty, I'll take care of you tonight.” He whispered, beginning to kiss your ear softly.

His mouth slowly moved down towards your neck and his finger made his way inside of your entrance, satisfying every single one of your nerves which desired to be touched.

His expression shifted as he smiled softly seeing your flustered and lucid expression. He couldn't help it when his angel looked so damn pretty under him.

Slowly, your patience was overtaken by a sense of desperation.

You needed him inside of you.

You needed to feel him.

“Haruto, put it in, I'm begging.” You moaned.

His gaze lifted as he stared at you for a couple moments, ultimately chuckling and removing his belt.

“So impatient already? What a spoiled girl.” He teased. Your expression was replaced by annoyance from his unnecessary comments as he pulled out his cock from under his pants, holding it in between his hands.

Your eyes widened, he was a big man and his dick was no different. Your mouth watered from the sight of it.

He was aligning himself with your entrance, noticing you pick yourself up from the bed and sit down.

He glanced at you confused, but didn't have time to react as you came down on his dick and engulfed it into your mouth.

You couldn't help it when you were confronted by such a tempting and mocking cock.

“Fuck Y/n.. you're being too pushy..” he groaned, hissing with every suck and lifting himself.

He was leaning back on the cushion as he was unable to hold himself up straight; feeling the pleasure come down onto his senses as the feeling of your warm mouth caressing his humongous dick.

He knew it was tempting for you.

And that only made him want to enter and abuse your tiny hole even more.

He wanted to be suffocated by it.

You tempted him as much as he tempted you.

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