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ੈ✩‧ that’s your name (texts) ੈ✩‧

summary : calling them by their full names

warning : just crack, stupid texts

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🪽 High on Red Bull 🪽

[ TEXTS ]

| rizzing the drivers

l calling them by their full names

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ੈ✩‧ rizzing f1 drivers (texts) ੈ✩‧

summary : flirting with f1 drivers over text

warning : slightly suggestive

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ੈ✩‧ go to ur member (enha texts) ੈ✩‧

Genre :- pranking them saying they cheated

Pairing :- Enhypen x gender neutral reader

A/N:- This post is might be a little suggestive ! Feedback is much appreciated! Requests and questions are always open!

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THANK YOU 😭😭

THIS LITERALLY MADE MY DAY ✨

ੈ✩‧₊ Google it ੈ✩‧₊

Pairing : Choi Seungcheol x Female reader 

Words : 0.9k

Genre : Fluff, Idol au, Hospital au

TW : Mentions of drunk car accident

Music: What is love by Twice

A/N : Got inspired by the latest controversy around Seungcheol’s military service. Let the poor guy live! He is trying his best to hide the pain from his fans! The least we can do is be understanding !

Y/N sighed, letting the nurse do her thing. It had become a routine for her over the last 3 weeks, she would come, initiate a little chat and then leave to attend to other patients. Getting into a car accident had not been in her bucket list, and on top getting rammed by a drunk driver on New Year's Eve. Somehow she only managed to came out with a broken femur and tibia, which technically means a whole broken left leg, which now led to her being on bed rest for the past 3 weeks. 

With the boredom being too much to handle, she was scrolling away time on Netflix, looking for a new series to watch when the doctor, Dr. Satur, entered probably for the daily questioning of does her leg hurt which undeniably did. 

"Hey Champ, no asking questions about your pain today."

She chuckled, "Don't tell me you are here to chit-chat with me then."

"Just here as a deliveryman. You will be starting physical rehabilitation from the evening. You need to put those legs in use."

"Sure doc, the right leg does feel left out, need to break it as well."

"Well, I don't know if I should be happy that I will be earning more or concerned that you are having such thoughts and need to be put with a psychiatrist ."

"The ethics is thrown away for the money Mr. Satur?"

The doctor just patted the quilt and walked out, knowing talking her would lead to him just digging his own grave. 

The past three weeks had been filled with misery ,yet the idea of leaving the confines of her room scared her in some way. She had  grown accustomed to speaking very little, finding comfort in solitude.

When next morning she was wheelchaired to the rehabilitation room, she was excited and to much of her surprise, there were many securities. "Dr. Satur, am I that special that you had to bring so many bodyguards?"

The doctor gave a light chuckle and responded,"There is some celeb taking rehab for a knee injury."

Y/N jerked her head around to face the doctor and asked, "Please tell me it's Song Kang, my pookie bear, the husband of my kids ."

"Your pookie bear is not here, and why do you want him to get injured?"

"He is a demon, he will heal pretty soon." Y/N tried to reply while sounding serious but ultimately failed in doing so, making the doctor laugh along as well.

"We are here, please behave Y/N." The doctor said while handing over the wheelchair handles to the nurse.

"I always do." She replied while being rolled away to her rehab station. The nurse stopped at the waiting room and told Y/N that she would have to wait for sometime while she gets her plan sorted. 'Waiting should be my middle name by now.' She thought as the nurse went away to the administration room.

"First time?" Y/N turned around to see a guy sitting on the wheelchair, with his leg propped up. He had shaggy black hair in a mullet with doe like eyes which definitely made him attractive.

"Yeah, your too ?"

The guy shook his head, and simply put up 4 fingers. "Busted my ACL pretty good."

"Bike accident ?"

"No, well practising."

"Well I busted my leg too, car accident , typical drunk driver."

"I am sorry to hear that ."

"Don't be Mr.?"

"Seungcheol."

"Y/N".

"Seungcheol were you preparing for the civil war? Busting up your ACL while practising is new ."

"I could be an athlete, you know?"

Y/N pointed at his body, "By the looks of you, you don't have that athlete figure."

Seungcheol scoffed, "I am offended Miss Y/N."

"Truth hurts my dear friend ."

"We are friends now ?"

"Yes my dear Seugcheol, so now tell me the real reason, wait- DID YOU TEAR YOUR ACL TO ESCAPE MILIATRY !? OH MY GAWD" 

Seugcheol couldn't believe what the girl in front of him said and burst out laughing. "You really think I went to such extreme just to escape 18 months of training ?"

"Well duh."

He just smiled and replied," You are wrong my dear friend ."

"Are you some mafia boss? Got shot in the knee ?"

"You are one of those booktok girls?"

Y/N was genuinely shocked by a guy knowing what's booktok. 

"You know booktok?"

"My ex was obsessed with those smutty books, got her a book bouquet for her birthday, broke up with me the next day."

Seungcheol saw Y/N's curious eyes and before she decided to ask any further questions, 

"She cheated."

Y/N stared at the guy in front of her, jaw wide open, "ON YOU !? A GORGEOUS, HANDSOME, TALENTED GUY LIKE YOU !?"

"Thanks for the compliments but yes, she did."

"She was so dumb-"

Before she could complete her ongoing compliment shower, one of the bodyguards entered the room and presumably called the guy sitting next to her 

"Mr. Choi, the doctors are here."

He nodded and turned to the girl beside him,

"It was nice meeting you Y/N."

"Wait, are you some celeb or something?"

The guy just smirked and the bodyguard  proceeded to wheel him out. But before exiting the room, he replied,

"I don't know, Google it ."

Y/N was again left all alone, with one task in her mind,

‘Google the name Choi Seungcheol’

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ੈ✩‧₊ Google it ੈ✩‧₊

Pairing : Choi Seungcheol x Female reader 

Words : 0.9k

Genre : Fluff, Idol au, Hospital au

TW : Mentions of drunk car accident

Music: What is love by Twice

A/N : Got inspired by the latest controversy around Seungcheol’s military service. Let the poor guy live! He is trying his best to hide the pain from his fans! The least we can do is be understanding !

Y/N sighed, letting the nurse do her thing. It had become a routine for her over the last 3 weeks, she would come, initiate a little chat and then leave to attend to other patients. Getting into a car accident had not been in her bucket list, and on top getting rammed by a drunk driver on New Year's Eve. Somehow she only managed to came out with a broken femur and tibia, which technically means a whole broken left leg, which now led to her being on bed rest for the past 3 weeks. 

With the boredom being too much to handle, she was scrolling away time on Netflix, looking for a new series to watch when the doctor, Dr. Satur, entered probably for the daily questioning of does her leg hurt which undeniably did. 

"Hey Champ, no asking questions about your pain today."

She chuckled, "Don't tell me you are here to chit-chat with me then."

"Just here as a deliveryman. You will be starting physical rehabilitation from the evening. You need to put those legs in use."

"Sure doc, the right leg does feel left out, need to break it as well."

"Well, I don't know if I should be happy that I will be earning more or concerned that you are having such thoughts and need to be put with a psychiatrist ."

"The ethics is thrown away for the money Mr. Satur?"

The doctor just patted the quilt and walked out, knowing talking her would lead to him just digging his own grave. 

The past three weeks had been filled with misery ,yet the idea of leaving the confines of her room scared her in some way. She had  grown accustomed to speaking very little,  finding comfort in solitude.

When next morning she was wheelchaired to the rehabilitation room, she was excited and to much of her surprise, there were many securities. "Dr. Satur, am I that special that you had to bring so many bodyguards?"

The doctor gave a light chuckle and responded,"There is some celeb taking rehab for a knee injury."

Y/N jerked her head around to face the doctor and asked, "Please tell me it's Song Kang, my pookie bear, the husband of my kids ."

"Your pookie bear is not here, and why do you want him to get injured?"

"He is a demon, he will heal pretty soon." Y/N tried to reply while sounding serious but ultimately failed in doing so, making the doctor laugh along as well.

"We are here, please behave Y/N." The doctor said while handing over the wheelchair handles to the nurse.

"I always do." She replied while being rolled away to her rehab station. The nurse stopped at the waiting room and told Y/N that she would have to wait for sometime while she gets her plan sorted. 'Waiting should be my middle name by now.' She thought as the nurse went away to the administration room.

"First time?" Y/N turned around to see a guy sitting on the wheelchair, with his leg propped up. He had shaggy black hair in a mullet with doe like eyes which definitely made him attractive.

"Yeah, your too ?"

The guy shook his head, and simply put up 4 fingers. "Busted my ACL pretty good."

"Bike accident ?"

"No, well practising."

"Well I busted my leg too, car accident , typical drunk driver."

"I am sorry to hear that ."

"Don't be Mr.?"

"Seungcheol."

"Y/N".

"Seungcheol were you preparing for the civil war? Busting up your ACL while practising is new ."

"I could be an athlete, you know?"

Y/N pointed at his body, "By the looks of you, you don't have that athlete figure."

Seungcheol scoffed, "I am offended Miss Y/N."

"Truth hurts my dear friend ."

"We are friends now ?"

"Yes my dear Seugcheol, so now tell me the real reason, wait- DID YOU TEAR YOUR ACL TO ESCAPE MILIATRY !? OH MY GAWD" 

Seugcheol couldn't believe what the girl in front of him said and burst out laughing. "You really think I went to such extreme just to escape 18 months of training ?"

"Well duh."

He just smiled and replied," You are wrong my dear friend ."

"Are you some mafia boss? Got shot in the knee ?"

"You are one of those booktok girls?"

Y/N was genuinely shocked by a guy knowing what's booktok. 

"You know booktok?"

"My ex was obsessed with those smutty books, got her a book bouquet for her birthday, broke up with me the next day."

Seungcheol saw Y/N's curious eyes and before she decided to ask any further questions, 

"She cheated."

Y/N stared at the guy in front of her, jaw wide open, "ON YOU !? A GORGEOUS, HANDSOME, TALENTED GUY LIKE YOU !?"

"Thanks for the compliments but yes, she did."

"She was so dumb-"

Before she could complete her ongoing compliment shower, one of the bodyguards entered the room and presumably called the guy sitting next to her 

"Mr. Choi, the doctors are here."

He nodded and turned to the girl beside him,

"It was nice meeting you Y/N."

"Wait, are you some celeb or something?"

The guy just smirked and the bodyguard  proceeded to wheel him out. But before exiting the room, he replied,

"I don't know, Google it ."

Y/N was again left all alone, with one task in her mind,

‘Google the name Choi Seungcheol’

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ੈ✩‧ it’s rizz, babyboy (enha texts) ੈ✩‧

Genre :- rizzing (trying) to Enhypen

Pairing :- Enhypen x gender neutral reader

A/N:- This post is might be a little suggestive ! Feedback is much appreciated! Requests and questions are always open!

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So what was in wonwoo's search history 👀

Bold of you to assume I have seen his laptop

( it's as-)

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ੈ✩‧₊˚ 🍒or 🍑 (svt texts) ੈ✩‧₊˚

Genre :- asking seventeen to choose between ass or tits

Pairing :- Seventeen x gender neutral reader

A/N:- This post is suggestive ! Feedback is much appreciated! Requests and questions are always open!

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ੈ✩‧ Eyes up here ma’am(enha texts) ੈ✩‧

Genre :- smiling over enhypen’s fan taken photos

Pairing :- Enhypen x gender neutral reader

A/N:- This post is might be a little suggestive ! Feedback is much appreciated! Requests and questions are always open!

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ੈ✩‧Ur existence is a meme (svt texts) ੈ✩‧

Genre :- annoying seventeen by sending them memes

Pairing :- Seventeen x gender neutral reader

A/N:- This post is might be a little suggestive ! Feedback is much appreciated! Requests and questions are always open!

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ੈ✩‧₊ Paint an immortal love ੈ✩‧₊

Paring : Xu Minghao x Male reader

Word Count : 0.8k

Song : Strawberries and Cigarettes by Troye Sivan

Genre : Immortal au, angst to fluff

TW: Implied homophobia, death

A/n: This was requested, I got the inspiration to write this after such a long time!!! Feedback is much appreciated! Questions and requests are always open !

It was a losing game but he still chose to play.

Immortals falling in love with mortal was not forbidden, but looked down upon. It was considered to be crumbling a dried rose. A rose which once smelt of warmth, reduced to pieces of angst. Y/N and Minghao promised to stay together, yet they both knew it was promise which couldn't be kept. Those sneaky escapades of Minghao and Y/N had to be said goodbye, yet one wouldn't remember and one could never forget.

Minghao was an immortal who would just roam around the streets of the mortal world. The mortal art decepting how the they perceived the world, be it with a field of dandelions or a court full of thorns. The museums he visited displayed a pulchritudinous array of art, portraying god and mortal emotions.

It was one of those lonely nights, when the museum did not have much rush, the gale could be heard, a sign of the winters approaching.

Minghao was staring at the painting, the painting decepting two souls with intertwined hands, it was rumoured that the painter had painted it for him and his lover, homosexual relationships being a sin in the society. Minghao never understood the reason about being in love considered to be a sin.

"It's pretty, isn't it?"

Minghao looked back to see a guy staring at the picture as well, a small smile resting on his face.

"Indeed it is."

"If only the painter was a female, falling in love with him wouldn't be a crime."

The two of them stood in silence, the silence speaking way more than words could ever speak.

Minghao glanced at the guy next to him, features no less than a angel.

Brown hair which matched his caramel eyes, small lips with a settling smile, a rouge tint to his cheeks, probably due to weather.

"I wish I could relive this painting."

Minghao looked at the guy, confusion written all over his face. The guy seemed to understand that and gave a light chuckle.

"Experience the love of an artist, become someone's muse. Get my love immoratalized for this world. Let the world know what love can be."

"This painting depicts a relationship between two men, would you want that as well?"

"If love can cross borders, it can cross languages, why can't it cross genders?" The guy turned his full attention to Minghao, replying with a slight spark in his eyes, waiting for his response.

"Not all borders are meant to be crossed, exepcially when the other side has thorns."

"If no one crosses border with the fear of thorns, the path will never clear. Someone needs to cross the border and remove the thorns."

Minghao just smiled, never meeting a mortal with such solitary thoughts. He lent out his hand, a friendly gesture he hoped the guy would reciprocate.

"Minghao"

The guy gladly shook hands, flashing a bright smile," Y/N"

The hands which shook, created a bond which could only be broken by time. The two young men, ignorant of others around them, fell in love with each other deeply everyday. Be it reading the newspaper together, snuggled together in the bed, the noises of the coach in the background or their late night escapes in the pub, a beer in hand, flushed cheeks and eyes full of love.

Minghao was hesitant to start this relationship, knowing he will live on with just memories, but for Y/N, he was ready to give the happy memories and carry on with the bitter memory of losing the loved one.

Relationships are built on trust, yet Minghao could never have the courage to tell him that he was an immortal, that he would indeed keep the promise of loving him forever.

Yet as the leaves turn brown, the sky turns grey, the lover's blood lost the warmth, lost the red tint. Y/N passed away young, a death not deserved, a death placed upon him for fighting for his love, shot at a rally for letting men love men, for letting the seven colours fly, only for him fly away as white dove.

The color of Minghao's life left, the monotonous routine taking over. A whole lifetime at his disposal, yet he longs to be with angel. Years passed, yet that smile could never fade away from his mind. Minghao lived on, visiting the museum every fortnight. Staring at the painting which made his lover immortal.

The night was nothing special, the museum being empty at night, Minghal standing carelessly in front of the painting, remembering his lover when his trance was broken by an another guy, voicing his thoughts.

"It's beautiful isn't it? Only for their love to be forbidden."

Minghao snapped his neck back to see a guy, black hair, pale lips, different from his lover, yet the same glint in the eyes which he could identify in thousand other eyes, those eyes which made him smile like never before. The eyes which made him love, which made him realise the importance of a heartbeat, those eyes which stood before him

again, life giving him a chance again, a smile creeping on his face in years.

"Till death do us apart, yet the same eyes, the same I love you stands before me."

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ੈ✩ Delulu is the solulu (riize texts)ੈ✩

Genre :- dating them while being in a delutionship with someone else

Pairing :- Riize x gender neutral reader

A/N:- Feedback is much appreciated! Requests and questions are always open!

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ੈ✩‧₊˚Blame the phone (svt texts) ੈ✩‧₊˚

Genre :- the phone autocorrect gone wrong (right)

Pairing :- Seventeen x gender neutral reader

A/N:- This post is Suggestive! Feedback is much appreciated! Requests and questions are always open!

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ੈ✩‧₊ One Step ੈ✩‧₊

Pairing : Seunghan x Gn! Reader

Genre : Idol au, Angst

Song : Happier than ever ( rock version) by Billie Eilish

TW: Depression, cyber bullying, idol life , suide

A/N : This is a very sensitive fic, I wrote this because all that's happening with Seunghan is absolutely not fair, not only him but other idols also suffer. We need to realise they are also human and it's their first time living too.

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The car horns were blaring, the wind forcing the boy to keep his eyes open. Standing on top of the roof edge, his eyes blurred, with tears or with regret, he could not tell. He may have made mistakes in the past, but he wondered how much he could take before he could give up.

His ideal dream of debuting in an idol group, discovering the wonders of the world while touring and singing his lungs out had been reduced to an hope which was being extinguished by some jealous friends of his on the Internet. Seunghan debuted as a member of RIIZE, a group under the biggest entertainment in South Korea, fame finding them before they could even step out of the basement.

It scared him, how he was not afraid to die, rather afraid of being wrong in front of some users on the internet.

The life he sacrificed everything for, snatched away because he had a few moments of joy, but now he was fighting for the courage to live than kill himself. He felt broken, like that last piece in a puzzle that was not fitting. He was only human, 'it was your fault' ringing inside his head. He brought disgrace to his group, he brought disgrace to his family, all would be gone if he took a step. One step to his freedom, one step to his new life, one step to happiness.

"Does it ever stop hurting?"

Seunghan turned around and saw a person's shadow, but the tears flowing made it difficult to make out who it was.

"Of course it does, once the blood seeps out." His voice quavered.

"Go ahead and leave then, everyone does."

"They hated me in life, maybe they could love in death."

"It's worth giving a try to relive."

"Reliving where I don't have to starve myself to sing, carve my name in trophies to redeem myself."

"You failed in living, what makes you think you will succeed in dying."

"I kept running behind success, let this fall make it run after me."

Seunghan could feel a smile creep on his face, the feel of ending it all making the adrenaline rush in his body, the same adrenaline feeling he got before his first ever debut stage. Oh, but look at irony, a smile starting the movie, an even bigger smile to finish the movie. A movie well criticised by those who could never feel the making of it.

"If all you had to do was run, you should have joined a marathon team."

"At least there I would run towards my goal and not away from it."

The person took a few steps forward, hands in pocket due to the cold wind blowing, Seunghan just staring at the person in front of him.

"Is this you speaking or the adrenaline in you speaking because you are standing on the edge?"

Seunghan scoffed at the question, he was considering taking his life right here and this person was taking it as a joke,

"Of course it's me, I won't be standing here because of a dare."

"Well, then I dare you, come down the edge and say you want to jump off, look me in the eyes and say you want to jump off."

"I can say all that from right here."

"I know you can, but just come down once."

"Once you reach the top, it's difficult to come down"

"Then don't look down, look at me, I am here for you."

"I am glad, but it's a little late to be here for me."

Talking made it all the tougher for Seunghan to clear his mind. With a last glance at the person in front of him, he turned facing the city lights and said with confidence,

"Why would I come down when right now I feel the happiest man on top of the world?"

With that he took the step, deaf to the screams of the person behind him, deaf to the car horns blaring, deaf to the screams of his fans on debut, deaf to affections of his parents, deaf to the laughter of his members,

deaf to the little voice in his brain saying "one more chance was all that was needed."

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Everything is fair in love and SM entertainment 😻

ੈ✩ Word of the year is rizz (riize texts)ੈ✩

Genre :- where you annoy them with pick up line

Pairing :- Riize x gender neutral reader

A/N:- Feedback is much appreciated! Requests and questions are always open!

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