#eun devoured

[meritamiau]

so eun and i were brainstorming and

i mean she told me idea and i popped off she just created a monster

[meritamiau]

my dinner every weekend

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐰𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

(𝘗𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘦 𝘋𝘦𝘶𝘹)

⚖ chapters: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7]

⚖ status: ongoing

⚖ pairings: neuvillette x reader

⚖ tags: fem! reader, attorney! reader, enemies to lovers, arranged marriage, forced marriage, reader is from liyue, miscommunication, one-sided pining, eventual romance, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort

⚖ warnings: implied past trauma, everyone in the fic is emotionally constipated, the reader is extremely sassy, the reader hates literally everyone but her best friend and the melusines, graphic description of injury

⚖ sum:

“Because to love me is embedded glass and you are a fool if you have done so monsieur.” “Then I am a fool.” *** It is a shame, really, that you, the Chief Attorney of Proteus & Portunus Litigations, the one that has been gifted with the title "mademoiselle", is an outsider. Not Fontainian in descent. Upon hearing a rumour or two, the Hydro Archon, ever the kind and just, decides to bestow you a certain privilege and honour with another title. "𝙈𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙉𝙚𝙪𝙫𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚." After all, two "outsiders" may just help each other become more "Fontainian."

✦ links:

ao3 | wattpad | tag | series playlist | reader's playlist

[primsycoldbottles]

need to get my pussy up + get my money up so i can commish someone to make a minicomic of my ocs... ARGGHH

[juliettejwnewinesa]

first off YOU ARE LITERALLY INCREDIBLE

I have a funky request...idk if u do 2+ people but I was thinking Si-eun and Su-ho x reader where they are both silently competing for the reader until eventually they both end up at her apartment at the same time witch leads to a little fight and they "share" her.

Title: Caught Between Them Si-eun x Su-ho x fem!reader | rivalry to shared smut | jealousy | possessive | dom!Si-eun & Su-ho | soft corruption | overstimulation | oral (f!receiving) | slight fighting | rough sex | ~4.5k words

It was getting ridiculous.

The way they both hovered.

Si-eun with his quiet brooding, eyes flicking to your lips every time you spoke. Su-ho with that calm voice and those feather-light touches that always lingered a second too long. Neither of them said it. Neither of them made a move. But both of them were always there. Watching. Waiting.

And you? You pretended not to notice.

Until tonight.

You were in your apartment, wrapped in a hoodie and pajama shorts, about to watch something brainless when your doorbell rang. A text came in at the same time.

[Su-ho]: Outside. Thought you might want dinner.

You smiled.

But before you could open the door, another message buzzed through.

[Si-eun]: Open up.

Your breath caught.

You opened the door and nearly laughed.

Both of them stood there.

Si-eun holding a convenience store bag. Su-ho with takeout containers in hand.

They saw each other. And their expressions shifted.

Tense. Competitive.

You blinked. "...Uh."

Su-ho spoke first. Calm. "Didn’t know you had company."

"Neither did I," Si-eun bit back. "Guess I came just in time."

"Guys," you said, stepping aside before the tension could crack. "Just come in."

They did. Silently.

You set the food down, heart racing. The energy in the room felt hot. Charged. Every brush of a shoulder, every glance? Like a spark waiting to catch.

They didn’t eat. Just stood there.

Si-eun crossed his arms. "You dating him?"

You blinked. "What? No."

Su-ho tilted his head. "You with him, then?"

"I— no! I’m not dating either of you."

A beat.

Then Si-eun stepped forward. Close. "But you could."

Su-ho mirrored him. "We both know you want to."

Your breath hitched.

"You both need to calm down—"

"No," Si-eun said. "Not until we settle this."

Su-ho's gaze didn’t move from you. "Then maybe... we stop pretending."

The air felt thick. Your skin burned.

"What are you saying?" you asked softly.

They both leaned closer.

Si-eun: "You choose."

Su-ho: "Or don’t."

You swallowed hard. "...What if I don’t want to?"

They froze.

You looked between them, flushed, heartbeat in your throat. "Then why don’t you both stay?"

Silence.

Then:

Si-eun's eyes darkened. Su-ho smiled slowly.

It started with Su-ho.

He pulled you into his lap on the couch, hands gentle, mouth even gentler. His lips ghosted over your skin like worship. He kissed your neck, your collarbones, the tops of your breasts like you were made of glass.

And Si-eun watched.

Jaw tight. Breathing hard.

"You’re shaking," Su-ho whispered against your thigh as he spread them. "Don’t be scared. We’ll take care of you."

He slid your panties off. Slowly. Reverently.

And then his mouth was on you.

You cried out, legs instinctively closing, but Si-eun was there.

He gripped your thighs, spreading them wider. "Let him taste you properly."

Su-ho licked slow. Deep. Fingers teasing your entrance.

Si-eun watched, eyes heavy. "How does it feel, baby?"

You whimpered. "G-Good…"

They switched.

Su-ho held you steady as Si-eun dropped to his knees.

Si-eun was rougher.

No teasing. Just tongue and pressure and low grunts as he devoured you like he was mad you hadn’t given it to him sooner.

You came on his mouth, thighs trembling, and he didn’t stop until you were gasping.

Then they laid you back.

Your shirt came off.

Su-ho leaned in, whispering, "You still want this?"

You nodded, dazed.

He kissed your chest. Your stomach. Your hips.

Si-eun stroked himself beside you. Hard. Desperate. Watching you fall apart under someone else’s hands was driving him insane.

Then finally, finally, he moved between your legs.

You felt the stretch.

You moaned loud, back arching.

Si-eun grunted. "Fuck… tight."

Su-ho kissed your temple. "Breathe. He’s being gentle."

He was. Even as he rocked into you hard.

And then Su-ho pressed kisses to your neck, whispered filth into your ear about how good you looked like this, how sweet you were, how they were going to ruin you together.

They took turns.

Holding you. Fucking you. Praising and teasing and pulling orgasm after orgasm out of you until your voice cracked.

You lost track of who was touching you.

All you knew was their heat, their voices, the pleasure.

At some point, you begged.

"Please, please, I can’t—"

"One more," Si-eun growled.

"You can," Su-ho murmured. "Be good for us."

You shattered again.

After, they laid with you. One on each side.

You could barely think.

Si-eun brushed hair from your face. "Still not choosing?"

You shook your head.

Su-ho smiled. "Good. We’re not letting go anyway."

[femmad]

"Don't look at me like that"

Lee Eun-hyuk x reader.

Warning: +18. Mature content below, I am not responsible for any discomfort, I already gave a warning. Unedited. English is not my language, if there are errors, excuse me.

- I need you to help me undress - I murmur softly walking down the empty hallway.

- Okay - Eun-hyuk gently pushes me into the bathroom, then locks the door while I clean my hands with some water. When we are both in the area used for showering, he begins his task. He kneels in front of me, making me look at the wall to suppress my nerves and avoid doing something embarrassing. First, he frees me from my shoes and stockings. I feel his fingers on my skin, causing tickles to follow them wherever they go. He gets up and helps me unbutton some buttons on my shirt, I feel his rough hands run over my skin as he takes the hem of the shirt to take it off, leaving my breasts exposed, which he does slowly, his eyes remaining fixed on mine.

I look at his face with adoration, Eun-hyuk is always worried about everyone and tries to do the best, many don't understand him but I know he wants us all to be safe. My heart swells because of how it is - Do I have something on my face? - he asks amused.

I look down, embarrassed for having stared at him like a fool. Seeing no movement from the man in front of me, I look up only to find him looking at me with love in his eyes. I smile at his beautiful look. I use both hands to carefully bring his face closer to mine, making him bend down to reach my height, he gently joins our lips, his hands find my waist, he walks closer, making me step back.

As always, he dominates the kiss, making me gasp for his rough treatment, leaving bites on my lips - Eun-hyuk, please - his hands slide down my belly and unbutton my pants, his lips devour mine, leaving my brain without thoughts, only pleasure. from his lips. His hand slides through my panties, he wastes no time using his middle finger to start rubbing my clit, I gasp into his lips as I push my legs together, I squeeze his shirt between my fingers and push my chest towards him.

- You're so wet for me, I could easily slide - he grabs my neck, pushing my head back, I watch him with tears in my eyes, feeling him insert two fingers into my pussy, I frown at the stretch.

- You have to prepare me - I gasp taking the wrist that cups my neck, my words come out slurred, his fingers move faster - I've never done that - the pleasure I feel makes my eyebrows arch upwards.

- But you couldn't stop me - he murmurs with lowered eyes, his hand tightens a little but still allows me to breathe - You couldn't stop me from taking you however I want - he tilts his head to the side, his gaze is strange as if he were somewhere else. - You like that, don't you? - he asks with a malicious smile as he feels my walls tighten - You're a whore.

- Eun-hyuk... - I gasp his name as I feel a third finger opening me. He brings our lips together in a hard kiss, I sob, feeling like an orgasm comes quickly to me - I-i'm...

He stops his movements and pushes me towards the wall, turning me over so that my cheek is pressed against it. His rough hands lower my pants along with my panties, he opens my legs and I listen to how he unbuttons his pants before I feel how he hits his hand against my butt, I moan feeling the burning which he calms by gently touching, I turn my face a little and look at him wrong - Don't look at me like that, you haven't received your punishment yet.

The hand that was on my cheek approaches my pussy, collects the moisture there rubbing everywhere making a mess, I hear him pump himself before feeling his tip caressing my folds soaking his cock and then pushes the tip into my little hole , making me moan from the burning - It hurts Hyuk.....

- You can handle it, be a good girl - his fingers venture to caress my clit making me relax a little but his large girth makes it difficult - That's it. Relax for me, love - his breath hits my neck and his chest presses against my back. He pushes gently trying not to hurt me, I bite my lips trying not to complain about the burning, his movements on my button become rougher making me shudder from the contrast of pleasure. When he finishes inserting his cock he begins to hit it gently, his hand leaves my pussy to join the other on my hip. I feel the pleasure running through me with his soft blows but I want more, I want him to be hard with me.

- H-harder - I gasp as chills attack my body, leaving it with goosebumps. He stops his movements for a moment and takes out his cock, moves away from me and pushes my back, making it arch, revealing my swollen and shiny pussy with my juices.

- A pretty, pretty pussy, right? - Confused, I turned my head but before I could ask, he thrusts his cock in suddenly, making a scream come out of my lips. His thrusts become abrupt and I can't do anything but moan with each blow. His hand grabs my hair and pulls it back, I look up meeting his eyes - You should be quiet, you don't want anyone else to find out that you're a whore, right? - he asks with false concern and a mocking pout forms on his lips as he sees how some tears slip from my eyes.

His free hand slides in and rubs my sensitive spot in quick movements making a sob escape my mouth, I try to lower my head but Eun-hyuk pulls my hair making me keep it up - Are you going to cum yet? So fast? - a cruel laugh leaves his lips.

I moan as my abused pussy spasms around his big cock - Eun-hyuk I'm going to.....

- Come pretty girl, make sure to put on a show - his fingers hit my pussy a couple of times making me grab his wrist trying to stop the painful pleasure forced by his slaps, the sounds of wet skin colliding can be heard throughout the room. The hand that was holding my hair goes down to my mouth, covering it to prevent more sounds from escaping.

The strong pleasure that runs through my entire body reveals the strong orgasm that leaves my eyes blank, I let out loud muffled moans almost like crying sounds and a puddle of semen between my trembling legs. Unfinished Eun-hyuk still holds my limp body, using my pussy like a sleeve, his loud grunts falling into my ear, feeling my pussy swollen and sensitive from my recent orgasm makes me try to beg him to stop but his hand hasn't moved from my mouth. His thrusts begin to lose pace and he just rubs against me, I gasp feeling how he cums filling me with his semen - That's it, that's my girl - he says between agitated breaths feeling how my pussy absorbs him not wanting to let anything escape, he lets go of my mouth to surround my body with his big arms in a warm embrace.

Our agitated breathing synchronizes until we calm them down - I have to clean myself - I whisper, not wanting to separate from his embrace but my thighs are uncomfortably sticky.

- Okay, wait - he comes out of my pussy, leaving us both with a moan and a shiver, he adjusts his glasses and closes his pants, then he takes off his shirt and places it on top of me without buttoning it, it's so big that it almost reaches to my knees.

- What are you doing? - I ask, confused, still with my panties and pants below my knees.

- Come out so she can clean herself - Eun-hyuk says loudly. Confused, I tilt my head slightly away from his arm to look at where he is looking and notice the door of a cubicle half open, it slowly opens completely showing a nervous Hyunsu with a completely red face and his eyes fixed on the floor. Quickly my cheeks compete with his and I press against Eun-hyuk's back trying to hide, although it doesn't help because it's obvious that he saw everything - Did you like the show?

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[lufyuu]

ur ocs reactions to femboy reader??? :33

Eun Hyunwoo

Absolute sweetheart! Hyunwoo loves dressing you up in pretty clothing just to take pictures for his personal use. Of course take that as you will, could be sexual or just something cute as in printing it out and putting it in his phonecase. He'd be the first one to notice any new skirts or outfits you wear. Hell not even your fans can compete at this point!

River Sterling

Out of all my ocs so far, River is probably the one who would most likely buy you expensive clothes, especially skirts for you to wear just so that he can rip them off of you when he's fucking you silly. Even if it's over a thousand dollars, he doesn't care, all he knows is that it looked good on you. His goal was to find the best looking and easily ripped skirts for you to wear whenever the two of you are out. River wants easy access but also wants you to look as cute as possible.

Liu Zihao

Trust you will be dolled up every single day even if you're just going to be home all day. When Zihao returns from a long day of work, all he wants is to see you in a frilly dress and preferably with lipstick on. The reason is he wants to devour you immediately. Your lipstick will be absolutely smudged while your dress either discarded or ripped into pieces depending on how ravishing you look that night. Either way, you'll be left unable to walk nor stand in some cases.

Han Minho

Old fashioned, doesn't get it but will fuck you senseless eitherway. Of course he supports you in whatever style you want to express yourself with, he's not THAT old fashioned. He genuinely doesn't care whether you dress in feminine or masculine way, if he loves you, he loves you. Oh, he won't admit it but something about you in a skirt does things to him. Most likely giving him a boner.

Xu RenFeng

I mean, it's set in ancient China where men also wore hanfus and had long hair so you wouldn't stand out too much. Renfeng's obsessed with you no matter how you dress. You can't get rid of him.

[aeraswaan]

ivy | B.C

click to libary

Summary : a forbidden love story between the heir of a well known company and a libarian . Warnings : forbidden love Genre: fluff to angst to fluff a part of love tropes with skz ! series

bang chan x fem oc

SKZ AU

The scent of old paper and leather is your sanctuary. Rows upon rows of stories stand like silent confidantes in the hushed library, a comforting contrast to the relentless buzz of Seoul outside. You, Eun Kyung, are their guardian, a librarian who finds more life between the pages than in the concrete jungle. Little did you know, your perfectly curated world of literature was about to be

beautifully, irrevocably, disrupted

It began subtly. A glimpse of dark hair, a broad shoulder blocking the fluorescent light as he scanned the shelves. Bang Chan. His name echoed in hushed whispers through the city, the golden heir to Bahng Corporation. What was he doing here, amidst the Dewey Decimal System and the quiet rustle of pages?

He was disarmingly polite. "Excuse me," he'd said, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through you more than you'd like to admit. "Do you have anything… on Australian Aboriginal Dreamtime stories?"

Australia. A world away. Just the word tasted like freedom. You led him through the stacks, your fingers brushing his as you pulled a volume from the shelf. He smelled faintly of expensive cologne and something else, something wilder, untamed.

He became a regular. Not every day, but often enough that your heart would skip a beat when the bell above the library door chimed. He’d ask about obscure topics – ancient constellations, the symbolism of Korean folk tales, the migratory patterns of birds. Each time, his questions felt like a subtle probe, a quiet way to chip away at the carefully constructed wall you’d built around yourself.

He never talked about Bahng Corporation, about the suffocating weight of expectations that you knew must be crushing him. Instead, he talked about the books. He devoured them, his mind a sponge soaking up every detail. You found yourself recommending your favorites, sharing hidden gems, your voice growing bolder with each conversation.

One rainy afternoon, he found you staring out the window. “Missing the sunshine?” he asked softly.

You turned, startled. “Something like that,” you admitted, the words catching in your throat.

He stepped closer, the scent of rain clinging to his coat. “I know a place where the sun always shines,” he said, his gaze intense. “Australia.”

The word hung in the air, a promise and a temptation. You laughed nervously. “Dream on, Mr. Bahng.”

He didn’t laugh. “Call me Chan,” he said, his voice barely a whisper.

That was the turning point. “Chan.” Saying his name felt like a rebellion, a transgression against the invisible boundaries that separated your worlds.

He started walking you home. The conversations deepened, straying from literature into the messy terrain of hopes, fears, and desires. You learned about his hidden dreams – to compose music, to travel the world, to escape the gilded cage his family had built around him. He learned about your love for old movies, your secret ambition to write a novel, your yearning for a life less ordinary.

He saw you. Truly saw you, behind the librarian’s cardigan and the quiet demeanor. He saw the fire that burned beneath the surface, the yearning for something more. He mirrored it.

Your stolen moments grew bolder. Whispered conversations in crowded cafes, clandestine meetings in hidden parks, the electricity crackling between you with every touch. You knew it was dangerous, reckless, that your worlds were fundamentally incompatible. But you were falling, headfirst and heart-open, into a love that felt both inevitable and impossible.

The impossible became reality one star-dusted night. He took you to Namsan Tower, the city lights spread out beneath you like a million fallen stars. He took your hand, his touch sending shivers down your spine.

“Eun Kyung,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “I can’t… I can’t imagine my life without you.”

You looked into his eyes, saw the raw vulnerability there, and knew you felt the same. "Chan," you breathed, and then his lips were on yours. The world seemed to melt away, leaving only the two of you, suspended in time and space.

The inevitable storm broke a few weeks later. A terse phone call, a summons to his father’s office. You knew, instinctively, that you were the reason.

He returned that night, his face pale, his eyes filled with a desperate resolve. “They know,” he said, his voice trembling. “My father… he knows about us. He's already making arrangements... to send me away."

Your stomach plummeted. You knew this was coming, but the reality was a crushing blow.

“What do we do?” you whispered, your voice barely audible.

He looked at you, his gaze unwavering. “We leave,” he said. “We run away. To Australia. Remember that sunshine you were missing?”

The decision was made in a heartbeat. It was insane, reckless, a complete abandonment of everything you knew. But the alternative – a life without him – was unthinkable.

The next few days were a blur of frantic planning and hushed goodbyes. Sleepless nights fueled by fear and adrenaline. You packed a small bag, filled with the essentials, a few treasured books, and a photograph of your grandmother. He secured plane tickets, draining his secret savings account.

Leaving Seoul felt like shedding a skin. The familiar streets, the crowded markets, the comforting rhythm of your old life – all left behind in a swirl of exhaust fumes and unspoken anxieties.

Sydney welcomed you with open arms. The air was clean, the sky a brilliant blue, the scent of eucalyptus hanging heavy in the breeze. You found a small apartment in a quiet suburb, a world away from the glittering skyscrapers of Seoul.

Life wasn't easy. Chan, stripped of his family's wealth, took on odd jobs – dishwashing, construction, anything to make ends meet. You found work at a local bookstore, surrounded once again by the comforting presence of books.

The first few months were a struggle. Loneliness gnawed at you. You missed your family, your friends, the familiar comfort of your old life. But then you would look at Chan, his face tired but his eyes filled with love, and you knew you had made the right choice.

Slowly, you began to build a new life. You explored the city, marveling at the iconic Opera House, the endless stretch of Bondi Beach. You learned to surf, the salt spray stinging your face as you rode the waves. You made friends – other expats, dreamers, and wanderers who had come to Sydney seeking a fresh start.

Chan, his spirit unburdened by the weight of expectation, blossomed. He started composing music again, pouring his emotions into haunting melodies. He found a small bar that let him play gigs on the weekends, his voice echoing through the dimly lit room, filled with longing and hope.

One evening, after one of his performances, he led you to a secluded spot overlooking the harbor. The city lights twinkled like fallen stars, mirroring the ones in your eyes.

He took your hand, his touch sending familiar shivers down your spine. “Remember that night on Namsan Tower?” he asked, his voice soft.

You nodded, tears welling up in your eyes.

“I never thought I’d be this happy,” he said, his gaze searching yours. “I lost everything, but I gained… everything that truly matters.”

He pulled a small velvet box from his pocket. Inside, a simple silver ring glinted in the moonlight.

“Eun Kyung,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “Will you marry me? Will you build this new life with me, here under the Australian sun?”

The answer was a resounding yes.

Your life hadn’t turned out the way you expected. It wasn’t the safe, predictable path you had imagined. It was messy, complicated, and filled with uncertainty. But it was also filled with love, passion, and a freedom you had never known existed.

You were a librarian, once content within the carefully ordered world of books. Now, you were writing your own story, a story of forbidden love, of courage, and of the transformative power of a choice, a story set against the backdrop of two worlds, two lives, forever changed by a love that defied expectations and found its home beneath the Australian sun. The gilded cage was a distant memory, replaced by the vast, open sky, and the promise of a future built on nothing but love, hope, and the enduring power of a paper heart that dared to dream. And in Chan's eyes, you knew you had found your forever home.

Tags : @kessaprl

[hrizantemy]

Okay, taking a break from the usual content today, what are some other fandoms your in that you may wanna talk about? Anime or k-drama rcs, or that you're just wanna word vomit about?

Okay wait—this is such a fun detour because YES, I am so deep into some fandoms that it’s almost embarrassing.

K-DRAMAS:

1. Weak Hero Class 1 This show has no right being that good. The fight choreography? Unmatched. The emotional tension? Off the charts. The way Yeon Si-eun (Park Ji-hoon) portrays trauma and hides it under perfect grades and a pressed uniform?? CINEMA. I could write essays on how he uses intellect as armor. And don’t even get me started on Soo-ho—he is what loyalty looks like. I need season 2 immediately.

2. Bloodhounds It was like watching a found family build itself in the middle of a boxing ring while capitalism and cruelty lit fires around them. I didn't expect to cry??? But that’s what you get when you mix fight club energy with commentary on debt and morality. Woo Do-hwan and Lee Sang-yi’s chemistry was EVERYTHING. They went through hell and still protected each other like brothers.

3. All of Us Are Dead Forget the zombies—the real horror was the way adults failed every single kid in that school. I love a good survival story, and this one devoured me. Nam On-jo and Su-hyeok’s dynamic?? Yes. But also, give me more Gwi-nam vs Cheong-san scenes. I need season 2 to address that wild cliffhanger and also do justice for the girls who carried this show emotionally and strategically.

4. My Name Han So-hee really is absolutely amazing and said “vengeance is the only thing I want.” The tension, the brutal fights, the moral conflict—I still think about it. Also, the rain scene. You know the one. ICONIC.

5. Flower of Evil If you want romantic angst, mystery, and a morally gray man with a heart of gold… this is IT. I was on the edge of my seat and crying into a blanket at the same time.

ANIME:

1. Jujutsu Kaisen This anime owns my soul. Gojo’s philosophy vs Geto’s ideology? Tragedy. Nobara Kugisaki being that girl? Yes. Also, Megumi’s quiet grief and Yuji’s survivor’s guilt… this show does not hold back.

2. Attack on Titan No one talk to me about the ending. I’m still processing. But the worldbuilding, the moral ambiguity, the generational trauma?? Chef’s kiss. I could analyze Eren’s descent for hours.

3. Chainsaw Man I expected chaos. I got a gut-punch of existentialism, sexual repression, and emotional breakdowns. Denji is the most honestly depressed protagonist we’ve had in a while.

4. Demon Slayer It’s giving trauma, beauty, and endless swords. Also, Nezuko forever. Rengoku will never leave my heart, and if you say his name I will tear up.

5. Tokyo Revengers Yes, it’s messy. Yes, it’s chaotic. But it’s also full of ride-or-die friendships, loyalty, and surprisingly tender moments between boys who just want to protect each other and stop hurting.

If you want to scream about any of these, please let me know because I have thoughts, fan theories, and about twelve WIPs I’ve never posted. What fandoms are you in right now?? Any shows you’re binging?

[distant-screaming]

Five favourite songs at the moment!

thank you for tagging me ana @solana-ceae omg I love songs and music and I will always talk about my faves <3333

These are in no particular order because I can choose five(ish) but I can't rank them :D

Lullaby for a Princess by Ponyphonic

GOD I love this song so much! The vocals are absolutely incredible, the music is very simple and fits the vibe perfectly, and it's so incredibly blorbo (specifically tragic siblings which is one of my top favourite tropes literally ever I eat it up EVERY time). Also, it's so fun to sing with its slight shifts in octave!

creature - w/ Orchestra by half•alive

Man. This song is so. It's magical, almost? I love the orchestra part because I'm a shameless music kid, but just - the entirety of this song is sooo good. It's this blend of heartbreaking and hopeful accompanied by amazing backing + vocals. And it's just such a song I love it - I want more of this genre of songs.

Inarticulation by Rio Romeo

This song is one that, every time I listen to it, I once again realize how much I love women <3 it's such a tender and raw song that's given life by utterly wonderful vocals and music. The wordplay is also so fun to me specifically because I'm a nerd through and through. I can't fully describe it but all of Rio Romeo's songs are very 'this is EXACTLY what it feels like' and I love it so much.

Night Flower by Ahn Ye Eun

Literally no one talk to me Ahn Ye Eun is one of my all time favorite artists - I only recently discovered her, but. chef's kiss. I adore ALL her songs so much. I debated putting CHANGGWI here instead, but Night Flower is the one I've been more obsessed with recently so! Her range is absolutely incredible I love listening to it, and the song just has a vibe that makes me want to listen to it forever. Also, I'm pretty sure Night Flower was written for a gay manwha? Which just makes it even better!

It's Tokyo by kakizaki yuta

kakizaki yuta is another one of my top music artists, I enjoy his songs a lot! It's Tokyo is probably my most played though. I don't know how to describe it because there isn't any one specific thing in the song that stands out, but all together it's so enjoyable to listen to that I often have it on loop. It's a very danceable song while also not being too upbeat so as to be distracting for when I'm studying :')

Bonus:

A Quick One Before the Eternal Worm Devours Connecticut by Have a Nice Life

The song title is WILD and I adore it. But the song itself is just absolutely amazing. There's no lyrics, just music, and it just. It feels like a very specific type of feeling I can't name but it makes me go absolutely insane every single time. Listen to it and you'll get what I mean.

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[iibonniee]

Coffee Shops - Chapter Two

Pairing: Chae Hyungwon x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None

Rating: G

Word Count: 2.1k

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The human brain is both a blessing and a curse. It allowed you to remember everything, and when those memories were tied with utter embarrassment, one can only hope that that experience wasn’t paired with eyes to see. If that was the case, said person could pray that they would leave the story to go with the passing minutes. After all, who enjoys being the butt of a joke at work?

That was never the case for Y/N.

Her eyes remained firm on the giggling stranger, his smile evident through his creased eyes as he watched her movements. She felt like a show for him. A project to study and then write about. His name was unknown, but whatever his name was, she’d silently curse him and her coworkers, whose grins put her into a corner of embarrassment as their own smiles weren’t covered by the mask this stranger wore.

“Here you are.” Y/N’s voice was small as she handed the male his freshly re-made coffee. She wanted to groan at how his smile was unchanging. “Again, I am so sorry. Please let me know if you need me to pay for anything, clean up, whatever. I can give you my number if you need to contact me.”

She was rambling. Her nerves were eating away at her, and she simply couldn’t shut up. His soft chuckles only seemed to encourage her onslaught of rambling mess.

“Are you asking me out on the job?” The smoothness in his voice was next to criminal. She knew her face was as red as a tomato, and she had prayed with every fiber in her being that the ground would open and swallow her whole. This was simply not happening, not on her first official day.

“No – you seem so nice, but I’m sure you have a girlfriend – or a wife even – I don’t judge. I just meant that I could pay to clean your clothes. Coffee on a white shirt will be so hard to get out, and the reason it’s there is because of me.”

Just shut up, Y/N.

Sealing her lips shut, she noticed how the male’s laughter kicked up tenfold. He was doing this on purpose. Perhaps it was fair that he got a rise from her while sitting there with a coffee-soaked shirt. His brown eyes finally found her own once more, his smile still there as he tilted his head ever so slightly.

“Thanks for the coffee and the great laugh, Y/N. I’ll remember you.” She watched as he shot her a wink, then turned and made his way to the exit. Her eyes widened as she turned to Eun, who watched the whole interaction with a hand-covered mouth. She knew he was seconds away from snapping and laughing. Perhaps even doubling over as he usually did when he found something just too hilarious.

“Don’t start.” She pleaded with her friend, moving to clean up the mess she made from the coffee spill. She didn’t need to hear how he wouldn’t let this situation go. She already knew of the many stories he had told her about the other employees here. He was undoubtedly the one to go to for stories whenever anyone needed them.

“I wouldn’t know where to start, Y/N.” The male giggled as he turned to help the next customer. “I can start with how everyone saw what just happened or how you got more than “One Iced Americano to go, please” from the man who hardly speaks. Did I mention he’s a regular here?”

“How about not starting at all? I was already praying the ground would open and devour me alive the more I rambled. Why didn’t you step in to help? And why would you mention the fact that he’s a regular?”

“I was going to, I truly was, but watching you and how red your face was is my year’s highlight. Not even Gi had me laughing as hard as you did.” Eun grinned at her, satisfied with his own answer and the support of a nodding customer who had witnessed the interaction in full. She groaned, wanting to collapse to the ground and cry.

“Let’s hope he won’t come by again after this. I can’t bear to see his face after I embarrassed myself as much as I did.”

⊰ ☼ ⊱

Six harsh knocks rattled the door of apartment 3D. Y/N didn’t know how many knocks meant “emergency,” and she sure as hell was not planning on embarrassing herself any more than she did at work. But fuck if she had to keep pounding on her friend’s door for the sake of her opening the fucking door, she would.

Eight grueling hours and Eun simply wouldn’t drop the story for a damn second. Not even when a customer who was patiently waiting for their drink of choice would be able to outrun the story. She wanted to quit on the spot, damned if her saving would go to bills and not foolish spending.

“Jesus, is this an emergency?��� Aera questioned the second she opened her door. When Y/N’s eyes met Aera’s, relief filled her blood far too quickly to be considered okay.

“Yes, this is an emergency!” Y/N cried, waving her phone in the air to signal that she gave her best friend ten messages of SOS and thirty in pure pity and despair. How could Aera put out such a question when the situation was evidently on the phone her friend held close to her?

The softness of Aera’s couch was pleasant, and she had just hoped it would do her the favor the earth clearly wouldn’t grant her the previous hours. Y/N had kept her eyes on her friend, who fell beside her on the couch and was eager to see what her phone offered her. It made Y/N wonder how much Aera had blown her off in favor of what was present in front of her.

“Aera, did you read any of my messages?” Y/N tried, hope lacing her voice. She needed her best friend to comfort her and to tell her that it wouldn’t happen again. And maybe, just maybe, she had embarrassed herself so much that the nameless masked man would save her the embarrassment even more and pick a new Starbucks to frequent.

“Did I what?” Y/N watched Aera peek from around her phone to her friend, a tiny smile on her grind.

If Y/N knew any better, she knew her friend was surfing the internet in favor of listening to her life problems. This caused Y/N to groan loudly, seemingly ignored by her dearest friend, who immediately switched her attention to her phone.

“My messages? Did you see them? I spilled coffee all over this guy at work, not even a full hour into my shift. The worst thing is he was tall and probably super attractive, too. He wore this white mask and had a hat almost covering his eyes. But I’m not kidding when I say I could see his smile! He even winked at me before he left!” Y/N repeated what she sent in her messages, only to notice once again Aera was focused on her phone. “Aera, please! I’ll start crying on your couch!”

The urgency in her voice was palpable as she desperately attempted to grab her friend’s attention. With a wild look in her eyes and her voice filled with concern, she persistently called out to her friend, desperately trying to make her understand the gravity of the situation. As her friend seemed preoccupied with her own thoughts, the woman became increasingly frantic, her gestures becoming more erratic and emphatic. She knew that time was of the essence, and she needed her friend to fully comprehend the severity of the matter at hand. With each passing second, her heart raced faster, and she could feel the weight of the situation intensify.

When her back fully sunk into the couch, Aera threw her phone down, her attention now entirely on her distressed best friend.

“I was just catching up with your messages. I’m sorry.” Aera spoke sheepishly. Y/N watched as Aera studied her friend’s face, noticing how her emotions changed from bubbly to upset as the hours passed. “If he was joking with you, he doesn’t hold it against you.”

“Aera, Eun wouldn’t drop it. He kept saying that the guy was a regular and never heard his name, not even when asked for a name. He said the guy would avoid answering because “his order is too easy and quick for a name. But today, I got more out of him than he’s ever heard.”.”

Y/N watched Aera think carefully. Her words seemed calculated, carefully picked out as she spoke, “You could’ve spilled coffee on an Idol, you know? Typically, Idols wear the type of look you explained to me when they don’t want to be recognized.”

Aera’s suggestion was something Y/N didn’t want to hear. In truth, it would’ve saved the girl from planning her early trip out. Suppose it was true, and she managed to actually spill an Iced Americano on an Idol. In that case, she’d immediately find her next plane ticket out of the country.

“That’s – that’s not even funny, Aera. Why would an Idol come to this side of town for coffee, anyway?”

“Easy,” Aera answered, “It’s quiet, not a ton of traffic flow, so the chances of them being recognized are slim to none on a good day. And our Starbucks is cute.”

Puffing her cheeks, Y/N had to give her friend that much credit. She had done her fair share of exploring and noted she picked one of the best places to live. It was much quieter than other places she had her eye on, and the Starbucks she worked at was no more than a 15-minute walk from her home.

She closed her eyes, needing a distraction from the day she had.

“What were you looking at?” Y/N questioned, opening her eyes to meet Aera’s, who now had a grin spread across her face.

“Some of my favorite groups are making comebacks soon! Oh – I must get you into some! You aren’t fully my best friend if we aren’t into the same groups!”

⊰ ☼ ⊱

Y/N had to admit a few things. Spending a night with her dear friend Aera was always a treat. Her friend was never one to hold back when it came down to something she was very passionate about. Another would be the confusion she felt when the nameless masked man greeted her. But there he was, a smile evident the moment he spotted her. Her body froze at the entrance as she watched him stand, his phone finding safety in his pocket.

She had a million questions. The main one was why the fuck was he here and smiling at her as if she was his long-lost friend? Exactly how long he had been waiting for her to appear and whether he knew she would be working. Slowly, she moved behind the counter where Eun waited patiently for her, his smile just as bright as the previous day.

“He asked about you. He wanted you to serve his coffee, his usual.” Eun spoke, caring for the customer who came before the nameless man.

Now, that was something Y/N wasn’t expecting. Stepping up to the counter, the man gave her a bright smile seen through the creases of his eyes, his black cap almost covering his eyes fully if it wasn’t for him tilting his head up so she could see it.

“You won’t spill coffee on me again, right?” The male spoke, giving her the money for his coffee.

She had to admit his teasing won him a shy smile, one that seemed to please him. She felt his eyes on her as she made him his coffee.

“I can make no promises. Thankfully, you aren’t wearing white, so if I spill any coffee on you, the stain will be much easier to remove.” She quipped back, her smile full as she focused on the coffee.

She was happy he couldn’t see her full smile. She knew by now his ego was probably far beyond boosted if the previous day’s activities had anything to do with it. She couldn’t begin to wonder what exactly was going through his mind. “I wore black just in case.” His words were smooth as she turned to hand him his coffee. “And not a spill this time. Thank you for the coffee, Miss Barista.”

Once again, his departure was met with a wink. Heat filled her face as she turned to Eun, who met her wide-eyed look with a grin of his own.

“I don’t want to be the one to say it, but I will say it. He was totally flirting with you.”

[meritamiau]

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[aajjks]

TPOL!JK

you’re listening to every word she spews and it takes everything in you to not reveal yourself and punch her in the face but you stay hidden behind jungkook’s tall and built figure.

ji-eun is at a loss for word because has he really been seeing another woman? she told her friend to act like it was jungkook screwing some girl so she wasn’t expecting him to outright admit he was seeing another woman.

yet she believes she can change him. so what if he’s been around, she doesn’t mind being the other woman. all she wants is him.

“so?” she laughs “mr. jeon, you never cheated on y/n because i set it up b-but don’t freak out! i only did it because i knew she wasn’t get enough for you. you need someone like me or, or someone like these people inside. she’s just some gold digger who doesn’t deserve you. hell, i don’t deserve you but i like you a lot and i’d do anything for you”

“so you set him up?!” you yell and reveal yourself to a shocked ji-eun who had no idea she was being set up. “you thought that shit was funny, huh? and then you had the audacity to smile in my face when that woman talked shit about me AND him but you like him so much, huh?”

you’re slowly walking up to ji-eun, five seconds away from slapping ji-eun across her face but jungkook holds you back from doing so since he doesn’t want to cause too much of a commotion.

“so you knew? m-mr. jeon, p-please! i am so sorry. please don’t fire me—“

“yeah, don’t fire her, jungkook. we can tie her up and have her watch us fuck in the office”

“wh-what? no! please don’t do that! i’ll do anything else but watch you touch someone that isn’t me. please, i LOVE you!”

Jungkook scoffs at her and he says ‘fuck it’s under his breath before he takes your hand and pushes you into his chest and he crashes his lips to yours.

Passionately kissing you infront of the woman, he smirks against your lips, and you kiss him back with an equal passion. You both make out shamelessly infront of her, and she starts to cry.

It’s so satisfying to hear her screams while he devours your mouth. He squeezes your ass and moans into your mouth, not caring about what people might think.

It’s what she deserves and he’s missed you. And why would he miss any chance to kiss you? “I love her.” You finally break the kiss and she then he looks at jieuns now tear stained face.

Her mascara is running down her face. “And Jieun?”

And then focuses back on you. “Princess do you want to tell her, I think you should.” He rubs his hands over your back. “Say it.” He encourages you and you finally let out those words.

“YOURE FIRED.” And he smirks proudly at you whispering that’s my girl.

[ofthxlovelies]

 ࣪ᰋ𓈒 ֶָ 𝑤𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑠𝒕𝒗  ⁝         cha eunwoo,  27,  cis man,  he/him.    announcing  the  arrival  of  ARTYS  of  house  ARRYN,  the  LORD  of  THE EYRIE.  whispers  among  the  court  name  them  to  be  both  AMIABLE  and  SARDONIC  in  disposition,  and  those  closest  to  them  speak  to  their  interests  in  reading.  if  we  bards  could  compose  a  song  for  them,  it  might  tell  stories  of  a child who stayed under the bed prepared to catch the monsters until they became strong ;; you hid inside your books as to not try to see all the darkness around until you're left alone ;; doing things well by sheer hard work & determination but fueled by spite.  the  seven  whisper  to  their  most  devout  queen  as  she  sleeps,  making  her  question  where  their  loyalties  truly  lie.  are  they  right  to  whisper?  for  their  thoughts  have  lingered  close  to  treasonous  of  late.

  statistics… 

# basic information.

official name: artys arryn. nicknames: artie. noble title: lord of the vale. date of birth: august 4th. age: twenty-seven. birthplace: the valve. home: the eyrie. gender: cis man. pronouns: he/him. orientation: bisexual. monikers: n/a. languages: common tongue.

# physical information.

faceclaim: cha eun-woo. hair: brown, shaggy length. eyes: brown. height: 6' 0". build: slim but tone from sword training and horse-riding. scent: cedar. dominant hand: right. allergies: none. scars: none. distinguishing features: sharp, striking eyes, been describe as having a likeable face. clothing style: always dressed in house colors of light blues & whites with greys, when outside: wears a light grey cloak with a falcon buckle to secure it, wears a brown belt that holds a dagger.

# personality.

label: the bibliophile. mbti: isfp. element: fire. star sign: leo. temperament: hot-headed. deadly sin: gluttony. heavenly virtue: kindness. godly parent: athena.

# drives.

hobbies: reading, horse riding, sword training, archery, falconry. religion: the seven. alliance: to house arryn. personal goals: help keep the Vale strong along with the Arryn legacy. would they choose family or power? family.

# familial ties.

parent one: former ruling lord arryn. relationship: father, deceased. parent two:  former ruling lady arryn. relationship: mother, deceased. sibling: joyeuse arryn. relationship: sister, oldest sibling & ruling lady. sibling: tbd. relationship: tba, older sibling. 

  narrative...

Some say the youngest child is the most privileged, and this stereotype has often proven true in most families. Doted upon the moment born, stuck to your mother's side and later your books, and, within reason,   ( as long as he furthers the Arryn name, a task which he sets himself to with the same drive inherent in each of the siblings )   he is free   —   free from the obligations of a future as ruling lord, the basic school received but none of the extensive instruction that his sister had to devour   ﹔   free from the weight of his parent’s plans for the heir, plans which even he does not know the full breadth of   ﹔   free to go where he wishes, to study what he wants, to befriend whom he chooses. Quite an irony, then, that this same freedom also acts as a constraint:   after all, what can a spare, the youngest truly achieve? He impressed many with his vast knowledge on many subjects. books became your solace, your way of travelling through the land. making friends nearly everywhere he goes, but the family blood still flows through his veins, a constant, desire for keeping the Vale safe.

Childhood: born as the youngest, you had the ability to have what you wanted as long as it was within reason. you spent your time causing a ruckus until you discover a love of books. you were but still a child and days where spent running around, taunting the tutors (its said you believed you were smarter than them), guards, your siblings, getting away with may things by giving a big grin.

Adolescence: Time has passed, and you are older. You still cause trouble as you could but gone was time of having fun, many say it was time to get serious but why? you are not heir to all and your future was open to mold as one would wish to. You do not fit in meetings and other things that were done as others lords & ladies do. many things were expected of you: you had to thrive and you had to follow the path laid out in front of you. But you hid, spent hours reading any & all books you can find that could one day help your home thrive but you could also lose yourself in. you showed skill & talent with a bow and arrow and horse-riding. You kept your head down when you heard murmurs of what was happening around but you paid it no attention as you needed to focus on the now.

Adulthood: your life was now different to what it was back then. The plan for you, that had been years in the making was all but ready for you. you continued training and learning. you spent time meeting with people, seeing how everyone lived, journeyed around the land talking to the people. days were spent on your horse or hidden in the library reading everything you could get your hands on but tragedy stuck. your parents are gone but your sister then becomes the new ruler of The Vale and you couldn't be happier. she has her husband and you know your home is in safe hands but once again luck isn't on family's side. your brother in law passes and the advisors began talking again of marriage. you want to say something but what can you do, you're the youngest and what would you know.

Present Day: Now, at twenty-seven, you are in King's Landing as your family is summoned. you wish to stay hidden forever but you have to mingle with all, something that comes easily to you. you get to know the others who you might have to work with one day. who knows, with all who are arriving along with you, you wondered if they are all wolves in sheep's clothing. hate & greed are powerful motivators and many want to change the world you have grown accustomed to and watched from behind the stain colored glass window. along with that, a betrothal is announce between you and the young lady of house paege of harrenhal from The Riverlands. let's see where this takes Artys next.

# connections.

bethrothal: myrcella paege, taken.  

an arranged marriage formed between the two families.

confidant/cornerstone: tba, open.  

someone who acts as a shoulder to lean on and someone to vent to. could be opposites or another person but people don't expect they know of each other, maybe families don't get along but they do. maybe meet up at night to just talk to one another and use aliases to not know each others name/title. etc.

a bestie, alternatively somebody he can almost always be found talking with. somebody he can disclose/talk about life, maybe they share same hobbies. or any kind of friend really.

that one friend that’s in a near constant state of ??? when they talk to him. they’re never quite sure the last time that he slept and are basically begging him to eat something besides spending his time reading. maybe even someone who encourages to go out to the taverns, etc. or maybe someone who befriends him because of his status. 

exes, ex flings, soured romances, whatever really. the boy knew he would one day would be married off and if he did date around, he would let them know beforehand.  

someone who dislikes him, maybe it has to do with his personality, because he is a lord or from the vale, or he bested them at something. frenemies, former friends, etc.

way more that i have yet to think of ,,, lol but anything really 

[wangramen]

K-Drama Best Korean Ramen Scenes That’ll Make You Hungry

Korean dramas, or K-dramas, have won hearts across the globe with their engaging storylines, deep emotions, and unforgettable romance. But beyond the captivating plots, there’s one thing that keeps appearing in almost every show—a steaming bowl of Korean ramen. Whether it’s a late-night indulgence, a comforting meal after a tough day, or a shared moment between characters, ramen isn’t just food in K-dramas—it’s a symbol of warmth, nostalgia, and connection. These iconic ramen scenes not only add authenticity to the storytelling but also leave viewers craving a bowl of their own.

The Significance of Korean Ramen in K-Dramas

In K-dramas, Korean ramen is more than just a meal—it’s an experience that adds depth to the story. Whether it’s a character enjoying ramen alone in a quiet moment of reflection, sharing a bowl with someone special, or playfully fighting over the last bite, these scenes often carry deep emotional meaning. The steaming broth, springy noodles, and bold flavors represent warmth, comfort, and connection. Ramen isn’t just about satisfying hunger—it brings people together, sparks conversations, and even adds tension to key moments. More than just food, ramen in K-dramas beautifully reflects Korean culture, daily life, and the emotions that make these stories so unforgettable.

Iconic K-Drama Moments Featuring Korean Ramen

Korean ramen has made its mark in some of the most memorable K-drama scenes, adding warmth, comfort, and even humor to the storytelling. Here are some iconic moments where ramen played a key role:

"Crash Landing on You" – A Ramen Date Across Borders

In this globally loved drama, South Korean heiress Yoon Se-ri finds herself stranded in North Korea, where Ri Jeong-hyeok goes out of his way to make her a bowl of Korean ramen. This heartfelt moment proves that food can bridge even the deepest divides, showing how a simple bowl of ramen can offer comfort and connection.

"Itaewon Class" – Ramen and Reflection

Park Sae-ro-yi’s journey in Itaewon Class is one of determination and resilience. In a deeply emotional scene, he sits down to eat instant ramen while reflecting on his late father’s dream. This moment highlights how food isn’t just about taste—it carries memories, emotions, and personal meaning.

"Goblin" – Late-Night Ramen Bonding

One of the most heartwarming scenes in Goblin features the immortal goblin Kim Shin and his human roommate, Ji Eun-tak, sharing a simple yet comforting bowl of ramen. This scene beautifully captures the nostalgia and warmth that ramen brings to Korean households, making it even more special.

"Weightlifting Fairy Kim Bok-Joo" – The Pure Joy of Ramen

Kim Bok-joo, the lovable and strong-willed protagonist, is often seen happily devouring bowls of ramen. Her enthusiasm for spicy noodles is both fun and relatable, perfectly capturing the joy of indulging in a comforting meal.

"Strong Woman Do Bong-Soon" – The Spicy Ramen Challenge

In a hilarious and unforgettable moment, Do Bong-Soon and Ahn Min-hyuk take on a spicy ramen challenge, struggling through the heat while refusing to back down. Their reactions make for a fun and lighthearted scene, proving why Korean ramen is famous for its bold and fiery flavors.

Why Is Korean Ramen So Popular in K-Dramas?

Korean ramen isn’t just a staple in everyday life—it’s also a frequent guest in K-dramas. But what makes it such a perfect fit for these shows? Here are a few reasons why ramen keeps making a screen appearance:

1. The Ultimate Comfort Food

Whether a character is dealing with heartbreak, stress, or simply enjoying a quiet moment, ramen is often their go-to meal. Its warm, flavorful broth and satisfying noodles make it the perfect dish to ease emotions and bring comfort.

2. A Flavor for Every Mood

With so many varieties—kimchi, cheese, seafood, and more—there’s always a ramen flavor that fits the mood of a scene. Whether it’s a fun, lighthearted moment or a deep, emotional conversation, ramen adds an extra layer of meaning.

3. Affordable and Convenient

For many K-drama characters, especially students and young professionals, ramen is the ideal meal. It’s quick, easy to prepare, and budget-friendly, making it a natural choice for everyday life in Korea.

4. A Symbol of Connection

Ramen in K-dramas isn’t just food—it represents home, nostalgia, and relationships. Whether a mother prepares a bowl for her child, friends share a meal, or a couple of bonds over a late-night snack, ramen often deepens emotional connections between characters.

Must-Try Korean Ramen Flavors Inspired by K-Dramas

If you've ever found yourself craving a bowl of ramen while watching your favorite K-drama, you're not alone! Korean ramen has become an iconic part of these shows, making us want to experience the same warmth and comfort. Here are some must-try ramen flavors inspired by unforgettable K-drama moments:

Kimchi Ramen – A Taste of Goblin

This spicy, tangy bowl of goodness is perfect for a cozy night in, much like the heartfelt moments shared in Goblin. The combination of rich broth and fermented kimchi creates a flavor-packed experience that’s both comforting and satisfying.

Spicy Chicken Ramen – Strong Woman Do Bong-Soon Vibes

If you love bold, fiery flavors, this one’s for you! Inspired by the spicy ramen challenge in Strong Woman Do Bong-Soon, this dish brings heat and excitement to every bite.

Cheese Ramen – The Comfort of Weightlifting Fairy Kim Bok-Joo

Creamy, cheesy, and utterly delicious—cheese ramen is the ultimate comfort food. Just like the fun and lighthearted moments in Weightlifting Fairy Kim Bok-Joo, this dish is perfect for unwinding after a long day.

Seafood Ramen – The Flavorful Energy of Itaewon Class

Rich, savory, and full of ocean-fresh goodness, seafood ramen brings a vibrant mix of flavors, much like the dynamic and inspiring journey of Itaewon Class.

Where to Find the Best Korean Ramen

Craving a warm, flavorful bowl of authentic Korean ramen? The good news is you don’t have to travel to Korea to enjoy it! You can easily find a variety of Korean ramen brands at local Asian grocery stores or order them online for doorstep delivery.

In India, Wang Ramen Korean-Style Instant Noodles stand out as the first Made in India Korean noodle brand, offering an authentic taste without the need to import. Whether you’re in the mood for a quick, budget-friendly meal or a rich, restaurant-style experience, there’s a ramen option for everyone. From spicy kimchi and bold chicken flavors to creamy cheese and seafood varieties, the choices are endless.

If you're searching for ramen noodles near you, explore specialty stores or online marketplaces for the best selection and deals. Bring home the delicious flavors of your favorite K-dramas and enjoy a comforting bowl of ramen anytime!

Final Thoughts

Korean ramen is more than just a satisfying meal—it’s a cultural symbol deeply woven into the fabric of K-dramas. Whether it’s a moment of quiet reflection, a shared bowl between friends, or a comforting meal after a long day, ramen scenes add warmth and authenticity to storytelling, making the dramas even more relatable.

Watching characters enjoy a steaming bowl of ramen reminds us of the simple joys of food and its power to bring people together. So, whether you’re indulging in your favorite K-drama or cooking up a delicious bowl at home, you’re experiencing a taste of Korea’s rich food culture. Next time you settle in for a binge-watch session, don’t forget to grab a bowl of your favorite Korean ramen and enjoy the full K-drama experience!

[mayisgoingnuts]

YAYYAYA IM GLAD

I get worried I talk to much to you you, merwyn , eun and tokay sodhisaha SO PLEASE TELL ME IF I EVER YAP TO MUCH!! /gen

I’m currently devouring a sandwich

IT'S NEVER TOO MUCH SWEETIE /p DON'T WORRY!!! Me loves interaction :]]

I ate noodles a few moments ago. Yum

[bobaandasiandramas]

The Truth Untold

As promised I have the next chapter right here for you all. I almost didn't post because I spiked a fever when I got off of work today and felt like complete trash. But I'm feeling well enough to post this now.

I hope you all like it.

CHAPTER TEN

Pairings: Lee Rang x F. OC

Rating: M+

Trigger Warning: sexual themed acts,

Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11

Eun-ji woke slowly, her eyes opening it little blinks as she tried to break through the comfort she was wrapped in. There couldn’t possibly be another time in her life where she felt just as comfortable as she did now. She let her eyes slip close so she could drift back off into a peaceful slumber.

Someone had different plans. 

Lee Rang could sense her slight state of awareness which meant she was finally waking up. He ran his fingers down her arm, nails scratching so gently it made goosebumps rise in their wake. He breathed in her scent deeply before moving closer and nipping her shoulder. “Good morning darling.” 

She yawned and rolled over to face him. “Morning handsome.” She mumbled sleepily before nuzzling into his chest before placing a kiss over his heart. She felt his fingers card through her hair as he guided her face up to his. She noticed his eyes drop from her own to her lips. 

One would think he got plenty of kisses last night -  the two of them missed the entire movie he had selected. Once the movie was over he picked her up, making her wrap her legs around his waist as he brought her to his bedroom, she nuzzled into his neck, pressing small pretty kisses to the column of his throat. He then sat her on the bed and had his lips back on hers, mixing their breaths together, tracing every cavern of her mouth for at least another twenty minutes. He wanted to memorize the taste of her for all of eternity. 

Eun-ji could swear she could still feel the tingling sensation on her lips, they felt slightly puffy from the long assault on them the previous night. Lee Rang mentioned he would devour her, she thought it was a figure of speech - but the hickies and bite marks on her shoulders and collarbone stated otherwise. “Rang…” She whispered as she felt him dipping in to claim her lips again. He was insatiable. Not that she minded, it was a welcomed distraction from the information she received from Lee Yeon yesterday. 

The fox wasted no time in deepening the kiss, moving his body to hover over hers. He never felt like this before, surely he's had women in the past but they were easily disposed of, dropped like a hot candle. With Eun-ji he didn't want to stop; he craved more, wanted more and needed more. He couldn't get enough of her sounds, taste and the responses she gave to his actions. 

He was used to already making marks on her body and scenting her before they decided to see where this would go. Now he was consumed by furthering his actions. Wanting more than to claim her completely, like he was meant to do so. 

The fox moved away from her lips, traveling down the column of her throat again, teeth scraping her skin gently. There was more of her skin exposed now than there was last night - she had changed into a tank top and sleep shorts to sleep in since she changed to sleep in. He dared to go further, traveling towards the mounds on her chest. He paused to look up at her. “You’re okay with this?” He asked, he wanted to confirm where her boundaries were. 

She threaded her fingers in his hair, gentle puffs of air escaping her lips. She nodded her head and was not disappointed when his lips landed on her skin. It was getting rather warm in the room and she was craving something but she wasn’t sure what. It was almost like a chain reaction as he sucked a dark mark on her flesh; a whimper escaped her, she tightened her hold on him and her legs widened more, allowing his body to rest against between them. “R-rang… more.” She pleaded before biting her lip.

His mouth left her skin as he looked up at her with darkened eyes. He knew what she wanted but he wasn’t sure if she truly wanted it. “More what, my dear?” He asked before dragging his tongue against the mark he just created.

She shook her head as if trying to clear her thoughts. “I-I’m not sure. Need something. Need more. Need you. Please.” Her mind was frantic with whatever this was. 

“I’m gonna try something, but if you don’t like it - you need to tell me immediately. Understand Wolf?” He felt her thighs tighten at his words as she nodded her head quickly. “I need words of confirmation this time sweetheart.”

“I understand.” It came out as a breathy whimper, her grip tightening on him to keep herself grounded.

He captured her lips, kissing her deeply and languidly, his tongue tangling with hers as he dragged his hands to the bottom of her tank top. Slowly raised the shirt higher and higher until they had to break apart in order for him to take it off. The article of clothing was lost quickly somewhere in the room before his mouth touched her skin again. Kissing down the center of her breastbone first he could feel her breath hitch and her nails slightly scrap at his skin in anticipation. 

His lips wrapped around the first peak to his left and he was not disappointed by the breathy moan that escaped Eun-ji’s lips. Her back arched and thighs tightened to squeeze the sides of his hips, keeping him stationed there as if he would dare run off now. Lee Rang continued his assault on her flesh, switching to the other mound, swirling his tongue around the hardened peak - while he used a free hand to pinch and tweak her perked nipple he had left. 

Moans were music that filled the air and the need to be against each other was unchanging. “Ngghh, Rang!” Eun-ji choked on a sob of pleasure as he kissed and nipped down her stomach. She was sure he was bleeding by how hard her nails were pressed into his shoulders but she couldn’t help it. Her mind kept telling her to hold on, grip tighter, cling, don’t let go. She felt it was the only way she was keeping the sliver of her mind that was lost to his touch. 

As Rang reached the top of her sleep shorts with his kisses he let out a loud groan that obviously affected Eun-ji, her legs started to tremble and shake in subtle waves. He was just as affected by her as the scent of her slick reached his nose and made his mouth water. He wanted to taste her so badly but there was a small part of him that was the mind of reason - moving too quickly could cause her to backtrack. He wasn’t sure what her previous relationship with that asshole was completely like. He was sure Kyong was a selfish man that didn’t do much for the woman.

With much restraint he skipped over the shorts, slipping out of her grip and he watched her hands fist the sheets of the bed. He smirked and planted his lips on her inner thigh. He pressed small kisses there and he slowly moved up toward the apex of her legs. Sure he wouldn’t taste her fully today - but when he finally does so he plans on doing it languidly, making sure it’s everything about her. However, with much regret that wouldn’t be today so he was going to go as close as possible without removing her shorts. 

There was a slight panic switch in her breathing. “R-rang.” She spoke in a worried whimper and it made him falter in his movements. “I - I…” She didn’t know what to say and was starting to be visibly upset as she pushed herself up on her elbows to look down at him. 

Lee Rang shifted his eyes to hers, his lips hovering just over the soft skin right at the base of her shorts that had ridden up. “Do you trust me darling?” 

Eun-ji stared back at him, his breathing tickling her skin. The look in her eyes brought her some comfort - he was different, he’d stop if she wanted and she knew that. “Yes.” Her reply was quiet.

It almost had him pulling away since she seemed unsure, so he tested out her answer by placing his lips on her skin. His eyes never left hers as she let out a shuttered sigh. His tongue pressed past his lips as he tasted her flesh and nipped her gently. He watched her eyes flutter shut and her mouth part with a small breath. He took this as a good sign and continued applying suction from his mouth. She slipped down back into a laying position - her breathing calmer now as gentle moans passed her lips. 

The heat between them didn’t die down but it shifted direction and once he made a dark mark into her skin he felt pleased sliding back up her body, pressing soft healing kisses to her skin. Once he reached her face he kissed her deeply and slowly. “You okay?” He asked as he pulled away from her lips. 

She nodded her head again and wrapped her arms around him. “Yes, I just can’t get used to how intense everything feels with you.”

His one hand absentmindedly traveled up her side and cupped her breast, his thumb rubbing over the nipple gently. “Is it a bad thing?” He asked with a smirk already knowing her answer. 

“You know it’s not.” She replied as her eyes slid shut, enjoying his touch on her. She frowned and forced herself to say the next words. “I do have to get up and get ready for work.”

He frowned with her. “That's no fun.”

“Like you don’t have your own things to get done?”

“Ah, you got me there. I definitely have some things to take care of.” He pressed one more kiss to her lips before removing himself from her body. He found her shirt and returned it to her. 

She slipped it over her head and smiled. “I’ll make some breakfast if you make the coffee.”

He smirked. “Sounds fine.” 

***

Eun-ji frowned as she took the last few steps to her job alone. Her mind flashed back to her departure with Lee Rang about five minutes prior. 

Their walk didn’t keep her mind free of thoughts as information from Yeon rang in her head. She tried not to think of it but she couldn’t help it. If she was spaced out at all, Rang didn’t seem to notice. They stopped at the coffee shop, not for coffee but Eun-ji wanted a muffin for a snack with her lunch. 

At departure she had pushed up to give him a quick kiss on the lips. He had other plans, wrapping his arm around her and pulling her in for another. “I’ll see you after you get out of work, my wolf.”

Maybe it was because she was already thinking about her conversation with Yeon that it made her ask. “Why do you call me that?”

He paused for just a moment - almost as if startled to hear her sudden question. “It suits you. Why do you ask?”

It was strange, for some reason she felt like that wasn’t the truth. But why would he lie to her? She shook her head, she was being paranoid about everything. Maybe she should have talked with Yeon more yesterday. She made a mental note to send him a message later today. “Just curious, I don’t feel very wolf-like.” She replied. 

“You are. Trust me.” 

She grabbed the handle on the front door and opened it slowly, lost in thought and unaware that she was just standing there for a minute. 

Shin-Joo watched her from his desk, giving her a moment before calling out to her. She snapped out of her daze and blushed in embarrassment before walking in. “You okay?” He asked. 

“Just a lot on my mind.” She replied as she moved around to her chair. 

Shin-Joo was about to go back to his paperwork when his nose caught a scent. He looked up at Eun-ji again, she didn’t smell like her normal self. In fact he couldn’t smell her scent at all. He knew this scent, he knew he did. He wondered why he knew it so well. He shook his head knowing that it would be a little creepy to ask her about it. Instead he focused on other questions. “How did you sleep last night?”

She blushed, thankful she wasn’t facing him at the moment. Obviously he was worried about the conversation yesterday and how it was affecting her mental state. “I actually slept great, it was the walk here that had me thinking again. I decided I want Yeon to tell me more about himself and see if it triggers more memory flashbacks.” She took her seat and looked at him. “What can you tell me about foxes and wolves? I want to understand and learn more about who I am and the secret part of the world that I’m from. Maybe you can tell me your story.”

“I’ll make some tea first.” He got up from his seat and headed into the kitchen. He felt a heavy weight on his shoulders. His story wasn’t one that started pleasantly and he hoped Eun-ji wouldn’t look at him differently. She had a right to know - especially now that she was aware of her true self. He grabbed two mugs and began to heat some water. 

It didn’t take very long, the sound of tinkering in the breakroom had her second guessing her conversation. Shin-Joo didn’t owe her anything, he and Yeon had good intentions in their hearts to keep her safe. He gave her a job when she could have ended up in the wrong place. 

“If the wrong being got a hold of a wolf, then it wouldn’t be very good. That’s why Shin-Joo and I wanted to find out who you were and protect you.” 

Yeon’s words rang in her head. She sighed and pulled her phone out, sending him a text that she’d like to talk more when he is free to do so. As she placed the electronic device on her desk she caught Shin-Joo walking slowly from the kitchen. 

He was carefully shuffling toward her with two very full mugs in his hands. “I may have overfilled them.” He explained causing her to laugh and stand up to meet him halfway. He smiled at her as she took a sip from her cup, making the fill line go lower and easier to walk with. He did the same in return and followed her back to her desk. He placed his cup down and then retrieved his own chair, sliding it across the floor before parking it to the side of her desk. 

She looked at him with all of her attention. She noted the bruises on his face from, apparently Lee Yeon’s brother, who attacked him yesterday. She hoped to never meet that person, she couldn’t understand why anyone, especially someone who was related to Yeon, would hurt her boss.  Her heart hurt for him. His movements weren’t flowing smoothly, obviously filled with unsteadiness, anxiety and maybe some soreness.  “If you’re not comfortable talking like this - then that’s okay. I sent a text to Yeon about talking later.”

“It’s okay. You should at least know the story of who you’re around.” He looked down at his hands in his lap. “You must remember that this story of mine started a very, very long time ago. I hope you can wait before passing judgment until the very end.”

The wolf frowned at his words. “I understand Shin-Joo.”

“My family wasn’t very big for a fox family; I was the eldest and had two younger sisters. They were always so playful and loving. They saw the world as a giant work of art. Everything was to be admired. My mother didn’t survive many years after we were born - she died trying to protect us from the evils of other spirits.” He took a sip of his tea before continuing his story.

“Unlike Lee Yeon, we weren’t blessed with the same magic powers as a Mountain God, not that we should have been but it would have helped her. As for my father, well let’s just say he wasn’t monogamous and had several families. We weren’t at the top of his list, in fact after mom passed he felt he didn’t need to step in and help us at all. When I approached him about my mother's death he told me that I was in charge of my sisters.”

“Shin-Joo, I’m so sorry. How old were you?” 

“It will sound silly to you, your mind thinks like a human. I was only 54 years old - see I knew it would shock you!” He laughed as her jaw dropped. 

“How old are you?!”

“I promise Yeon is older than 1000 years.” He laughed. “To be honest - you’re probably older than me.”

“Definitely not. I’m in my 30’s at the most.”

“No, my friend, you’ve definitely been around longer than that. If you had a flashback on Yeon as the Mountain God - then you’re older than ‘30’s at the most’. I should probably start calling you ‘Noona’.”

She made a grumpy face at him. “Continue your story.”

“Very well. I started to serve under a Mountain God, he provided us with a home and protection. It was not Lee Yeon’s mountain, at that time I had not even known him. We were happy there, my sisters and I, and lived there for a few years before the incident.” Shin-Joo took a deep breath. 

Eun-ji could feel the anxiety that was building on his shoulders. “Shin-Joo-”

“One night my sisters did not return home after being out to play. It wasn’t yet dark but I knew something was wrong and so I set out to find them. They had been caught by human traps and were killed. I was so angry. They had done nothing wrong ever in their lives. I ran to my Mountain God and begged for help, ‘the humans should be punished’ I told him. He disagreed. I cursed at him, screamed at him for not protecting them. He stated it was because they were off his lands that he couldn’t do anything about it.”

Eun-ji placed her hand over one of his as he continued. 

“I fled that night - I couldn’t stay in the den by myself. I needed revenge and so I took it. I bewitched the minds of the whole village. Forced them to do unspeakable things to each other and I sat there and watched. Laughed like it was a comedy. But then after that, I realized it didn’t make me feel any better. My Mountain God was furious and wanted to give me my own punishment for going against him. I ran. I ran so far all the way to Yeon’s mountain.  Once he found me I spilled my tears, told him my story and begged for forgiveness, though I knew I didn’t deserve it. He saved my life. Confronted my Mountain God when he showed up to retrieve me and refused to return me to him. I promised to dedicate my life to him to make up for all the terrible things I have done, so many of those villagers were innocent but I grouped them all as villains.”

There was a long pause between the fox and wolf, before she sighed. “Shin-Joo, do you think your past will change how I see you today? That’s silly. You went through some things and made some terrible choices but you also chose to see you were wrong and have changed for the better since then.” She gifted him a soft smile. “Thank you for sharing that with me. I’m sorry you had to travel those roads.”

Shin-Joo couldn’t believe how she accepted his past flaws so easily. Tears welled in his eyes, retelling the story always got to him. He missed his sisters so very much. He hung his head and started to cry as two arms wrapped around him and comforting words were spoken into his ear. 

***

It was nightfall, Lee Rang leaned against a street light as he watched over the residence that he made his delivery at. The box was small but the thing inside was worth a great deal. The Tiger’s Brow. Lee Rang wished he could be there when the big reveal happened but he knew he needed to get far away from the house once Lee Yeon knew what he did. 

“There she is now.” He mumbled to himself as he watched the woman Yeon had been spending all his time with reach her house. 

Nam Ji-A bent down and picked up the box. She looked around but didn’t see anyone. She opened the box and pulled out his note, looking over it and looking around again. She pulled the ordinary looking glasses and inspected them. After a moment she threw the note and glasses back into the box before heading into her home.

Lee Rang smirked as she disappeared from his sight. With his fox hearing he heard the front door close and he turned away, heading back toward the city. Everything was going according to his plan. He waited until the streets were lit with building signs before he pulled his phone out. The woman was sure to have put the glasses on by now. He chuckled at the thought and scrolled his contacts until he reached Yeon’s name and pressed the call button. 

By the second ring Yeon answered sounding slightly annoyed. The smile on Rang’s face grew tenfold. “I sent the woman a gift. It was a tiger’s brow - or something.” Rang spoke excitedly. He could hear the hitch in Yeon’s throat as the only response before the line cut. 

Rang felt victory like he never had before. He looked at the time and decided to head to the coffee shop a little early, Eun-ji would be off soon enough. He had plans to bring her to Yuri’s where they could hang out before Yeon would surely call and demand him to meet. He felt almost giddy, like a child who just received a giant lollipop. 

He ordered his and Eun-ji’s favorite drinks and sat at a table outside, waiting for her to arrive. He couldn’t stop thinking about it. That woman was probably freaking out, her mind thrown for a whirlwind. He was sure Yeon was there by now, trying to calm her but the damage would already be done. She would know the secrets, the regrets and lies that Yeon kept.  Oh he should have set up a camera so he could watch it. 

“Rang - did you get here early?” Eun-ji walked up to his table and noted the two drinks sitting there. 

“I did. I haven’t been here long.” He answered as he got up from his seat and greeted her, wrapping an arm around her waist, pressing into the small of her back and drawing her to him. He pressed his lips firmly to her for two long seconds. “How was your day my dear?”

Eun-ji took a moment to recover from the kiss before she smiled. “It wasn’t bad. Routine exams. My boss and I talked a lot. He told me about how he grew up, his story is a sad one.”

Rang frowned. “That’s unfortunate.” He honestly didn’t care but pretended for now. “I was thinking that we could go visit Yuri tonight, what do you think?”

The wolf perked at the suggestion. “Oh, really? I’d love that. Do you think she is free?”

Rang smiled at her. “I’ve already spoken with her earlier, she’s free and looking forward to us coming over if you were up for it.” He stepped away from her to grab both of their cups, placing one in her hands while keeping his own. He held out his arm to her, which she took immediately with a grin. 

“Thank you kind sir.” Eun-ji stayed close. “How was your day?”

“It was perfect.” He stated. 

The pair kept walking, making small talk until they fell into a comfortable silence. Unfortunately that silence allowed Eun-ji to think about her past two days. During work, when Shin-Joo was talking about what Yeon’s mountain was like she started getting small flashes. She was walking through the woods, looking over the meadows, smelling the flowers, cooling her feet in the river - all quick memories of her time apparently on the same mountain. She had Shin-Joo continue to describe the mountain - pausing during every flashback she had. That was until it came to a point where he pulled her into the bathroom to look at herself. 

Blue whimsical ears were perched on the top of her head. She was so surprised to see it that she backed into the bathroom door and startled herself, and the ears vanished at her own shock. Shin-Joo explained that when creatures like them either feel strong emotions or have no control over them then sometimes the dormant features can appear. He even confessed that on the first day she walked into the hospital he noted seeing the very faint outline of her ears and tail. 

“Wolf?” 

Eun-ji had not realized she got lost in her thoughts and her eyes focused on Lee Rang who was standing in front of her looking worried. 

“What’s wrong?” He asked her as he noticed her eyes finally focus on him. 

“Hm? I’m sorry, Rang. I was lost in thought.” 

“About what? You weren’t there in your mind anymore.” He cupped her cheek and stepped closer, his scent invading her space. “No, more like you were lost in there.”

She didn’t know what made her tell him but the words tumbled out of her mouth before she could stop him. “I had memories of adventuring on a mountain today.”

Rang was shocked. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” He was excited and worried. He wasn’t sure exactly what she saw - but it wouldn’t be that she found she was a wolf. He knew she’d be more freaked out and he wanted to help her uncover that about herself. But he was excited that she had this memory and wondered how he could help her unlock more. 

“I’m not sure - it slipped my mind because of the day at work. Sorry, I should have called you after it happened to let you know.”

“Darling, you don’t need to apologize or feel like you need to tell me everything. I was just shocked because this is something exciting and big for you. I’ll be more on top of hunting down that man that Bastard was talking about.”

“Thank you Lee Rang. I don’t want to think about it anymore tonight - let’s just go in and have fun with Yuri.” She replied as she noticed they were outside of her best friend’s house. 

***

Rang was thrilled, about 40 minutes into his time at Yuri’s house Yeon finally called him and told him to meet at The Snail Bride. When he entered the establishment, he was filled with victory and cockiness. “Bring me the most expensive drink you have, Mrs. Snail Bride.” He ordered loudly as he headed toward the back of the restaurant. 

Behind the sliding door he found his brother sitting in front of a ‘Go’ board. He quickly took a seat and stared at Yeon, who looked glum. “Did she see it?” He didn’t get a response. “She did see her past life. What did she say?” 

Yeon didn’t even look at him. 

“Say something. It will keep me up all night if I don’t hear it.”

“Lee Rang.” 

“What?” He asked as he crossed his arms, ready for whatever his brother was going to say to him.

“If you were to be born again, what would you want to be?”

Confused, Rang didn’t answer the asked question. This was not the response he was expecting. “What kind of bullshit is that?”

“Tell me.” Yeon finally looked up from the game and to him, breathing deeply and calmly. 

The younger fox didn’t have an answer that came to mind quickly. “I don’t care what I get reborn as. If I must decide, then maybe a Dok-do shrimp? I like how it’s bread looks good on its face. The existence itself is luxurious too.”

Yeon didn’t show any emotion before speaking. “If I were to be born again, I wish I could live as a human at least once.”

“What a pathetic wish.” Of course his brother would pick to be something so boring. Rang resisted to roll his eyes at the response.

“I wish my life was full of firsts and lasts. The first step. The first picnic. The First love.” Yeon looked at Rang, a knowing expression flashed quickly.

“What’s up with this pathetic talk?

“Just because. It’s been a while since I had this kind of open conversation with you. Surely something like that would have interested you too. A special someone?” Yeon pushed a little, as soon as Rang walked into the room he could smell a different scent on his brother again. He remembered it from the day on the rooftop. It was a slight floral scent at that time but now it was almost over powering Lee Rang’s normal scent. He knew this scent and wasn’t sure if he hoped that he was wrong or not. Eun-ji flashed in his mind - would she be tangled up in Lee Rang’s games too? He didn’t have time to think about that now.

“Did you eat something spoiled? Did you lose your sense after you fought with that woman?”

“Imugi.” The brothers stared at each other. “Where is it now?”

“Do you think I’d tell you?”

Yeon nodded his head. “I knew you wouldn’t. So, that’s your decision.” There was a long pause between them.  “Do you want to play a match? We used to play this a lot.” Yeon shifted into a more comfortable playing position. 

Rang shook his head. “It’s no fun playing with you. You’ve never won against me.”

Yeon held up a white piece. “Play or not?”

They started their game in silence. At first Lee Rang was doing well, remembering all the times he beat his brother as a small child but then the board started to turn on him. Lee Yeon looked up at him. “Your placement is too rushed. I told you to throw away the tail. I told you not to needlessly fill up empty space. You find it strange, don’t you? How you’ve won against me all those times with that poor skill…”

Rang was pissed as he watched Yeon block his moves. His brother had been playing all along, all these years. He felt like a fool.  “Shut up.”

“I let you win. There was not a single exception.”

Rang wiped the board angrily with his arm. “I said, shut your mouth.” 

“I don’t intend to let you win from now on. I called you to say this.” Yeon stood and made his way to the door, sliding it open slowly.

“Hey stop right there.” Rang’s eyes started to pink around the rims. Once he heard the door open he jumped up to his feet. “If you leave now, it’s really over between us.”

Yeon looked at him and took in his entire appearance. “Take care of your flower, Rang. Water her with care, make sure she gets a lot of sunlight. Too much darkness will stop her from blossoming. Azaleas and Orange blossoms are easy to care for if cared for correctly and smell quite lovely. ” 

Rang froze, wide eyed. Yeon knew? How- His scent! Of course - he scented Eun-ji so much this morning and she unconsciously scented him back, but at the time Rang didn’t care one bit. He was reckless and now Yeon knew, but did he know it was Eun-ji? Before he could even respond his brother was speaking again. 

“I’m sorry.” Yeon stated as he turned around. 

Rang sputtered a second. “Sorry? What are you sorry for all of sudden?” 

“For saving you back then, after you’d been abandoned by your human mother. Then, I don’t think we would have ever seen each other as brothers.” Yeon stepped out of the room, effectively crushing Rang’s heart.

Rang felt like he was slapped across the face. He thought back to that day. He was small, young and terrified. He was attacked by one of those creatures ruthlessly and it left him with a bloodied leg. He pressed his body against a tree, hoping that it wouldn’t find him. Then a second one came for him in the tree above him. He thought it was the end, that he would be ripped into shreds, but Yeon had saved him and took care of the creatures. The older fox confirmed they were half brothers and Rang couldn’t help but want to stay with him. 

He felt the swell of emotion stuck in his throat as he tried to swallow it down. He needed to get out of there but found he didn’t have the will to leave. So he sat himself down and just thought about everything while he sipped the expensive drink he ordered.

***

Eun-ji laughed, holding her sides as she looked at Yuri, who was covered in flour. The two of them decided that tonight was a night for cupcakes and Yuri tried to help by opening the flour but put too much strength in her pull and the flour shot upward. Startled, the fox dropped the bag but then tried to quickly catch it, fumbled it in the air and it sprinkled down all over her. 

“Shut it.” The fox grumply glared at the wolf. She was happy the female was having a good laugh. When Eun-ji stepped into the bathroom to change into comfortable clothes, Rang pulled Yuri to the side and told her about Eun-ji having a flashback but not wanting to think about it anymore today. It was then the vixen’s mission to do just that. Which is why cupcakes were the first thing on the list when Rang left. Then the fox went right into girl talk - much to Eun-ji’s dismay- as she could smell Lee Rang all over her friend. 

Eun-ji wiped the tears that formed in the corners of her eyes. “I’m sorry for laughing-”

“You’re not. Don’t lie.” Yuri looked at the mess around her. 

“Okay, it was funny. Go shower and I’ll clean up here and continue to make the cupcakes. Maybe we should just have to stick to reading the ingredients for me.” Eun-ji covered her laugh with her hand. 

 “Yeah, yeah. Keep laughing. I’ll be back.” 

Eun-ji started grabbing a small broom and dustpan as Yuri left the room. She cleaned up the mess quickly, disposing the flour into the garbage before seeking out another bag to use. Moving through the recipe quickly she had the batter made and poured into the cupcake trays by the time Yuri came back, freshly showered. 

The fox prepared them both a glass of wine and moved to the living room. Yuri was getting comfortable when Eun-ji came in and basically cocooned herself into a blanket. The wolf took a few deep breaths and then looked at her friend. “Okay, you can ask now.”

“Ask what?” Yuri questioned. 

“Oh, I know you know something. You keep looking at me with knowing eyes and I know you wanted ‘girl talk’ so before I lose my confidence - just ask.”

Yuri felt a grin stretch across her face. She scooted across the couch and sat directly next to the wolf.  “Okay, soooo, how are things with Lee Rang? I could feel the floating hearts around you both today when he was here.”

Eun-ji groaned loudly. “Are we that bad?” 

Yuri laughed. “To normal people - probably not. ButI know you both and I could feel the connection between you both. Something shifted. So don’t try to hide it.”

“Okay, well yesterday I started getting some bad anxiety about my past self and who I was. Anxiety about if you guys didn’t like who I was before and what if I didn’t like who I was before? My head was all mixed up and when Rang came home I told him about my concerns and he just… he just knew what to stay and how to act around me. I started to not feel so anxious. I felt safe, cared for and loved. So I kissed him, and”

“WHAT?! Miss ‘kissing it more intense’ went and kissed Lee Rang?”

Eun-ji burrowed further into the blanket so just her eyes were peaking out. Her voice was slightly muffled when she whined out Yuri’s name, feeling the blush rise to her cheeks. “I’m not telling you anything anymore.”

Yuri pushed the blanket off her head and shoulders. “That’s a lie. You love me and will tell me eventually. Please continue - or I’ll just ask Rang and he won’t be shy about it.” Yuri bluffed, she was sure Rang would tell her to mind her own business but Eun-ji didn’t need to know that.

A small “eep” noise escaped the wolf and she shook her head. “Okay, okay fine. I kissed him, just a small little tiny kiss,” she noted Yuri’s face deadpan at the confession. “But then he pulled me back in.” Eun-ji noticed Yuri’s eyes widened and her face changed radically. “Yuri, I don’t know why I waited so long to kiss Lee Rang but I’m wishing I did it sooner. We kissed almost the remainder of the night.”

“Whoo, go Eun-ji.” Yuri cheered and laughed at the wolf’s blush. “I’m glad for you girl.”

“Oh, that’s not even all of it.” Eun-ji was now tomato red as she looked down at her socks. 

“What? Tell me!” 

Eun-ji wasn’t sure how she was able to speak at all as she told the story of this morning, the way Rang discarded her shirt and kissed down her body, how he marked her inner thigh and how she herself wanted more but was thankful that Rang seemed to have more brains and control than her.

Yuri was so excited for her friends. “I’m so happy that you make each other so happy. Eun-ji, you deserve this happiness and so does Lee Rang. 

“Thank you. I’m going to have to keep myself in check though. I don’t want to move too quickly - I want to know more about myself and I want to learn more about Rang. I know some things but there is a lot of mystery too.”

“That’s reasonable. I bet if you asked him he would share a little with you now.”

Eun-ji nodded and then heard the timer go off. “Ohh the cupcakes!” She bounced off the couch and into the kitchen. 

*** 

Rang was sitting on the couch when Kwon Hae-Ryong came into the room, gasping for air and holding his chest. He watched the man stumble to the Chinese Lantern tree and pull an orange bulb off a branch before inhaling it quickly. Themna sighed in relief as his body recovered quickly. 

“Guess you will have a longer life than I do.” Rang stated, catching the attention on Hae-Ryong. 

“Do you want one?” He offered. “You look sick.”

“No thanks.” Rang eyed the tree. “Humans’ souls smell too bad.” He scrunched his nose at the thought. 

“And their memories uselessly seep into our minds and make us restless in our sleep.” Hae-Ryong added. “But we are still alive because of these lives. Both you and I.” 

“Why does it have to be Chinese lanterns? Gross.” 

“I was told that these Chinese lantern plants resemble souls the most.” The man gently held a bulb in his hand, admiring it as if it was gold.

Rang wanted to get to the point of coming there. “Is Imugi home? Let me see it’s face.”

There was a small pause between them before Hae-Ryong released the bulb in his hand and turned his attention back to the fox. He looked him up and down before addressing him. “Right now is not a good time.”

Rang scoffed, he had a feeling that would be the answer - but he couldn’t wait anymore he wanted to see the one who would be the bringer of true pain to Lee Yeon. “If I haven’t laid a finger on you till now, isn’t it natural to say hello and repay the kindness? Otherwise, you’re a gold digger.”

Hae-Ryong pushed his hair back. He wasn’t in the mood for this. “Why don’t we talk? You and I.”

“I don’t want to.” 

“I’m just worried. My precious guest might get hurt.”

“What?” Rang couldn’t believe his ears. He moved quickly and grabbed the man by the front of his shirt. “Just because I played along with you until now, do you really think I’m some sort of puppet?” He watched the man smile in response to his anger. “You smile?”

“Let him go.” A voice spoke from behind him. 

Suddenly there was a pressure on his hand, as if someone was prying his fingers off of Hae-Ryong until he was forced to let go of the man’s shirt. Slightly impressed, Rang turned around and smiled to see the other male in the room. “Are you Imugi?”

“Nice to meet you. I wanted to meet you, too.” The male answered before walking across the room to stand in front of the other two men. 

“I thought you’d still be a little child. I guess you’ve been eating a lot.”

Imugi turned toward Hae-Ryong. “Could you leave us alone?” 

The man was hesitant and looked between the two men. “Still….”

“I’ll be fine.” Imugi answered. 

Rang started at the creature in front of him. While he enjoyed the power he felt off of the Imugi, he was also wary of it. 

“What makes you so sad?” Imugi asked.

The fox was confused. “What?”

“You’re hurt. A lot.”

He was fine. This creature wasn’t as smart as he thought. “Stop that crap.”

“Is it because of your brother?” 

Rang’s heart twisted at the mention of the man who he felt abandoned him yet again.  He huffed a breath out his nose in annoyance. 

“I can see everything. You are living in hell. There is a small light however, she brings you a type of happiness you didn’t know you could feel.” The Imugi gave a knowing smile.

“This thing is worse than I thought.” Rang muttered, clearly not pleased that he was read so easily like a book by this creature.

“Don’t you think we’re alike?”

“I hate things that shed their skins.” Rang stated as a matter of fact. “Listen carefully. I don’t care what goals you have. I’m moving forward at my own pace from now on. I can't wait for you anymore.”

“So you want to kill that woman, I see.” The Imugi took a deep breath. “That can;t happen though.”

“How come?” He asked with certain curiosity. 

The Imugi looked him up and down. “She’s an offering made to me. She’ll be my bride.”

Rang wasn’t sure what he wanted to do with that information but he stared the creature down until Hae-Ryong came back into the room. 

***

Even though the office was closed today, Eun-ji went to meet Shin-Joo. Her boss had informed her that he had plans to go meet Lee Yeon and she was hoping to talk to either one of them a bit more. Rang never came home last night, but he did send a simple text. ‘Won’t be home tonight. Stay safe.’ She never heard anything again from him. She hoped all was well but couldn’t help feeling anxious. 

Apparently, Yeon was suffering a sort of heartbreak and Shin-Joo wanted to make sure he was taking care of himself. So the two of them walked side by side, food and drinks in hand on their way to the former Mountain God. Eun-ji wasn’t sure why she had come to accept this supernatural world, maybe it was because she was a part of it - or maybe she was still in disbelief. Heck, maybe she was dreaming this all up. 

“I made Yuri annoyed.” Shin-Joo spoke suddenly, there was a bashful smile on his face.

“Hm? Then why are you so happy, and when did you see her? I was with her last night. She didn’t mention being mad at you.”

Shin-Joo looked up at the sky. “I saw her this morning. I wanted to talk to her more about the dog she brought in. I had her name him.”

“And that made her annoyed?”

He chuckled a little bit. “For a moment yes, she wanted me to name it myself. I told her she was the dog’s mom and she needed to name him. His name is now Anastasia.” He was quiet for a moment, lost in his own thoughts. “And then before I left, I kissed her cheek.”

Eun-ji’s eyes widened. “I bet she wasn’t thrilled about that.”

“No, not at all.” He chuckled.

“Yuri is the type of person who needs to give you permission to invade her space first.”

“I couldn’t help it. She’s just so beautiful.”

The wolf nodded. “You’re not wrong there.” Eun-ji looked ahead of them and saw Lee Yeon sitting on a bench by himself. She could sense his dampened mood from where she was. It made her frown with concern. It's weird to think that she was concerned about him. At one point she was always wary of him. However, it could all make sense - she must have felt his energy and was unsure if he was friendly or not. 

Shin-Joo walked a little ahead of her, but still approached slowly, looking at his friend. It was obvious that he was unseen by the older fox and so he stood up straight. “Do you need a hug?”

“Go away.” Lee Yeon replied. 

“That’s a relief.” Shin-Joo nodded his head. “It’s a relief, you’re still the same old Lee Yeon.” He took a seat next to his friend. He started opening the lunch he made. “I packed some yubuchobap. You haven’t eaten or slept, right?” 

Eun-ji moved to stand in front of the older fox, grabbing his attention as he looked up at her. She touched his cheek with one of her hands, a finger brushing the dark circle under his eyes. “Yeon..” She whispered sadly. 

He gently pushed her hand away and looked down at his hands again. “It’s alright.”

Shin-Joo was already grabbing a piece of food with a gloved hand. “Just one. It’s sweet and sour, so delicious.” He spoke cheerfully.

“Am I a preschooler?”

Shin-Joo frowned and looked all over before looking up and jumping in his seat as if he was suddenly startled. “Oh, what’s that?” He pointed to the sky above them and Lee Yeon looked up quickly as well. Shin-Joo took advantage of his slightly opened mouth to shove a piece of food between the older foxes lips. 

Eun-ji covered her mouth with a hand as she giggled at Yeon’s unamused expression. 

“Eat. That way you can protect and fight.”

Yeon ate the piece and looked up at Eun-ji who held out a bottle of water for him. He took the beverage and took a small sip. “I’m sorry I have been neglectful to your needs Eun-ji. I plan to seek someone out who might be able to give me information about yourself. Truly they were looking into you as soon as we met you but it has been a while since I checked in about your case.”

“Yeon, you don’t need to worry about that right now. Shin-Joo has been so kind to tell me a little more about himself and I think that was good for now. I don’t know what you’re going through but please take care of yourself.” 

Yeon stared at her before nodding. “You too. Just remember, not everyone is who they seem to be. I hope you’re being cautious and not trusting others too easily.”

She shook her head. “Of course not, just you two and my close friends.” 

Yeon stared at her with calculating eyes, he thought about mentioning Lee Rang to her as he could faintly smell his brother on her being. He would see what happens for now, he had a bunch on his plate.

A buzzing noise came from her pocket and she pulled out her phone quickly. There was a text message that she opened right away. ‘Should be home in a little while.’ She was happy to finally get communication from Rang. “I’m going to head out. I have to pick up some supplies for dinner tonight. Yeon, please let me know if you need anything - I know I can’t do much but I can be a great ear to any problems you want to talk about.” 

Yeon nodded his head. “Thank you, Eun-ji. Please let us know when you’ve gotten home.” 

“Okay. Goodbye Shin-Joo, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

The two waited for the wolf to be a certain distance away, both watching her until she was out of sight. 

***

Eun-ji was walking home with a small bag of groceries and thinking about the dinner she was going to make for Lee Rang and herself. Maybe she should call Yuri while she’s cooking and tease the girl about the cheek kiss from Shin-Joo. She giggled as she imagined her friend getting all huffy about it. 

She hit her shoulder on someone and it caused her to drop her bag. “Oh, I’m so sorry!” The wolf turned to help the woman off the ground before picking up her bag and a bottle of some kind of green drink the woman was carrying. She handed the woman the bottle and apologized again. “Are you okay? I really wasn’t paying attention.”

The woman was dressed in a bright green shirt and jacket. She gave a smile and shook her head. “No worries, pretty lady. No one got hurt. Please, take the drink.”

“Oh, I couldn’t. Thank you though.”

“What are you most afraid of?” She questioned and she grabbed Eun-ji’s hand. 

The wolf ripped her hand away from the woman, the words of warning from Yeon ringing in her head. “Just remember, not everyone is who they seem to be. I hope you’re being cautious and not trusting others too easily.”

The smile turned into a twisted smile. “How interesting…” With that the woman walked off. 

Eun-ji was breathing heavily out of nervousness. Who was that woman and what did she mean? The wolf felt exposed and started walking again - thankfully she wasn’t far from home. She definitely planned to text Yeon about the woman and also tell Rang. 

‘Gatekeeper, gatekeeper, open the gate. I can’t open it without a key. Which gate shall I enter? Enter Dongdaemun….’

A song started chanting in her head, she never heard it before, she didn't know where it suddenly came from but it was soon all she could hear. She walked quickly to the front of the building and threw open the front door. What she saw before her made her eyes widen and she covered the gasp that wanted to escape her mouth.