#i hope to go to a kpop concert one day!

[seraphdreams]

https://www.tumblr.com/seraphdreams/748697601095991296/should-i-see-ateez-orrrr-should-i-see-artms

ATEEZ ATEEZ ATEEZ!!! I’m not sure who the other group is or how they’re concert would be, but I can tell you from experience that ATEEZ puts on an amazing show, I went to see them the last time they were in Chicago and when I say out of all the kpop concerts I’ve ever been to, I’d put them at number 2, and the only reason I’m going to put DKB as number 1 is because they were at a super small venue so I was literally directly in front of them, junseo kept sending hearts to me!! ☺️☺️

oh em gee !! that sounds like a lovely experience ! you’re so lucky n yes !! ateez has so much energy on stage, they are beautiful performers!

[skzstannie]

"Did you know?"

SKZ-> ot8 x 9th member! reader

genre: angst, hurt/comfort wc: ~4,500 cw: slight violence, swearing, reader has to go to the hospital

summary: some online rumors cause turmoil within the group, and it seems the members’ concerns were certainly not without reason

A/N: Here's another angsty 9th member fic for you guys, hope you enjoy! My requests are still open, so if you have any ideas, feel free to send them in!

Likes/reblogs and feedback are greatly appreciated!

Part 2 | Happy Scrolling! | Masterlist

Today was the first date of your North American tour, landing you guys in the beautiful city of Los Angeles, California. Your managers allowed you the morning to explore the city, given you had constant security. They made you specifically promise to abide by these rules, as you had a habit of sneaking off to see fans on your own. What can you say? Security could be annoying, and your fans were always the sweetest.

This little habit of yours not only made management anxious, but also your members. They knew you could be innocent and credulous when it came to other people, always wanting to believe there was good in everyone. While this may be true, people's best intentions sometimes went out the window when confronted with their favorite Kpop idols.

"Ok, first the art museum for Hyunjin, then Griffith Park, and then the nice breakfast cafe down the street from the venue. Anything else?" Chan reads off your planned itinerary, glancing upwards at you guys.

"Yea, I said I wanted to go to the Santa Monica Pier. They have the cutest attractions there," you say, repeating yourself for what felt like the hundredth time that day. You were the only one wanting to go, all the other members not wanting to risk getting sick on fair food and carnival rides before the concert.

"Yes, and I already acknowledged the fact that we will not be going there today. And we, includes you, meaning you will also not be sneaking off to go by yourself," Chan pointedly looks to you, raising an eyebrow in challenge.

"What makes you think I'd ever do that?" you give him a cheeky smile, tilting your head ever so slightly.

"Don't look at me like that. You know exactly why I'd think that."

You drop your innocent act, giving him a bored look in return.

Chan gets notified that the vans have arrived, so you all pack up your things and head to the hotel elevator. The boys roughhouse in the hallway, Seungmin almost tackling Jeongin to the ground. This is quickly stopped by Minho, reminding them they can't get hurt before the concert tonight. They roll their eyes at him but oblige.

Leaving the hotel, you all jump in the cars, embarking on the short drive to the art museum. Your van consists of Seungmin and Felix sitting in the middle set of seats, while you're squished in the back between Chan and Minho. The air is weirdly tense and quiet, everyone seemingly too occupied with their phones. Besides Chan describing the itinerary this morning, everyone has been quiet all day.

You feel Chan's watchful gaze slide to your screen, and you pull away, leaning towards Minho. "Do you mind?" you sass.

"I do actually. What are you looking at on there, any cute boys?"

"Give me a break, we have a dating ban," you scoff, turning your phone back off and sliding it into your crossbody bag.

You continue to sit in silence until you arrive, not wanting to deal with Chan's wandering eyes on your Instagram feed.

Finally arriving at the art museum, everyone piles out of the vans. Fans line the sidewalk, and a grin spreads across your face. You step out of line quickly, wanting to go over to a particularly young fan. She looks around 8 or 9, and she has a poster of you in hand with a black Sharpie. What's the harm in giving this young girl a quick signature?

Within your first few steps, your arm is aggressively pulled backwards, and you stumble into Minho. He gives you a stern look, and you know, especially with this many people around, not to question him. You fall back in line, looking back to give the young girl a sympathetic smile as you're guided the rest of the way into the museum.

You guys walk through the entrance of the museum, officially out of sight from all the fans. Minho gives you another pointed look, finally releasing your arm from his grasp. "We told you, no funny business today. Tonight's important, and we need you in one piece for it."

Your eyes widen at his tone of voice, not appreciating the seriousness behind it. You know you tend to break some rules here and there, but it's always light-hearted. You'd never intentionally put yourself or anyone else in danger.

You guys explore the museum exhibits in peace, security doing an excellent job of keeping the fans outside. You, not having much of an interest in art, spend most of your time watching Hyunjin and the way he admires the artwork. He really is an artist at heart, and you love the way he can appreciate each individual piece.

While staring at Hyunjin, who's admiring an intensely beautiful painting of a riverbed with flowers, you suddenly feel eyes on you. You quickly spin around to be met with the stares of Felix, Jisung, and Jeongin. They quickly look away, busying themselves looking at the statues next to them.

You give them a squinted look, walking over to them. "What is wrong with you guys today? Why is everyone acting so funny?" you confront them, furrowing your brows.

Jisung stumbles over his words, opening and closing his mouth like a fish. Felix jumps in, giving Jisung a strange look, "We were just talking about how beautiful you look today." He comes over to you and wraps an arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his side.

You don't stay there long, removing his arm from around you and walking away. "Weird," you mutter to yourself.

You guys finish up in the museum shortly after. Piling back into the cars, you're once again stuck between Minho and Chan. This time, however, Chan keeps constant conversation with you. He rambles on about the concert that night, what he had for dinner last night, practically anything to keep his mouth moving. While this is still strange behavior, you prefer this to radio silence.

Arriving at Griffith Park, you guys make your way up the hill terrain. All the guys want to take pictures, planning to post them to Instagram later that week. You think the perfect spot for pictures would be the Hollywood sign, so you start to make your way towards it.

You don't think to alert anyone, as it's within eyesight, and you prefer to take your own pictures, anyway. You came prepared, bringing your tripod in your backpack.

Before you make it very far, only walking about 25 feet away from the group, you hear your name being yelled. You turn back around, seeing an angry Minho storming towards you.

"What'd we say about going off on your own? Why are you being so difficult today?" he asks, his voice rising with every word he spits at you.

You don't know what's gotten everyone's panties in a bunch today, but you've just about had enough. The atmosphere has been tense all day, and you're officially sick of it.

"Why is everyone being so tense today? Gosh, I'm only going up to the sign!" You throw your arm behind, motioning to the spot only about 50 feet away from where you and Minho stand.

"No, you will not be going up there, especially not by yourself. Stay with the rest of the group and stop being stubborn!" Minho's overly-critical eyes stare you down. He steps toward you, grabbing you by the elbow for the second time that day.

You wretch yourself away from him. "I've had enough with being man-handled today. I'm done! I'm going to wait in the van. Have fun without me!" you yell at him, stalking off towards the parking lot.

You see everyone had stopped what they were doing upon hearing the loud yells, and they're all watching you as you hurriedly make your way back to the vans. Your face flushes, embarrassment taking over your features.

You pull on the door to the van, realizing it's locked. You stomp your foot and whip around, finding everyone still staring at you with varying expressions. "Someone please unlock this door before I have a mental breakdown," you beg, feeling the beginnings of an anxiety attack taking over your body.

The driver, just feet away sitting on a bench, searches for the keys in his jacket, finally unlocking the door for you. You climb in, slamming the door behind you.

You stumble over the front row of seats, laying down in the back away from the concerned gazes of your members and the rest of the staff. Your chest feels constricted, the air in your lungs feeling limited in supply. Tears stream down your face at the unwanted advances of an anxiety attack.

The fight with Minho paired with the building tension all day, along with the nerves for tonight's concert mixed into a deadly concoction in your brain, all too much for you to handle.

You're not left alone with your thoughts for long, the door to the van opening only minutes later. Hyunjin crawls in, shutting the door behind him.

"Hey, hey, shhh. It's ok, everything will be ok," he coos, rubbing your back. He's squeezed himself down in between the middle row of seats, his elbows resting on the armrests beside him.

"I'm sick of today," tears slide down you cheeks, your voice audibly shaking. "Everyone is being so distant and mean. What'd I do?"

"No honey, you didn't do anything. Everyone's just a little stressed for tonight. There's been some stuff circulating around online putting everyone on edge, but it'll all be fine," he reassures you, trying to roll you onto your other side so he can see your face. Your mind is too pre-occupied to register his words, letting them travel in one ear and out the other.

You allow him to turn you around, uncomfortably shifting in the small space. Your glossy eyes meet his, and he's quick to wrap you up into a tight hug, your own arms squished against his chest.

"Everyone's finishing up out there, then we're going to head to the venue a little earlier than planned. Does that sound ok?" he asks, affectionately running his fingers through your hair.

"Yea," you sniffle, pressing your face firmly into his shoulder. "I don't want to sit by Minho. Please don't make me," you cry harder at the thought.

"Alright, alright, shhh. You're only working yourself up more. You know we have to stay in our assigned vehicles, but I'm sure Seungmin and Felix will switch spots with him and Chan."

After a few more minutes of consoling from Hyunjin, everyone else has finished their photoshoots. Hyunjin leaves, but not before giving you another firm squeeze. Seungmin and Felix pile into the van first, both of them coming to sit beside you. You telepathically thank Hyunjin for asking them in passing.

Felix rests a comforting hand on your knee throughout the ride to the venue. Chan and Minho are silent, completely engrossed in their phones once again.

Once at the venue, you stay far from Minho, not wanting to deal with his negativity. You notice the security is amped up a bit compared to last tour, guards standing at every door leading to your dressing rooms. You figure it's because your band has gotten so much bigger, the Stay Family always growing exponentially.

In your dressing room, Felix occupies the chair by the mirror, your stylists brushing shades of brown and pink across his eyelids. Changbin stands nearby, the hair stylist just finishing up with a couple extra spurts of hairspray. You lay on the couch while you wait, playing Among Us with Jeongin and Hyunjin who reside in the other dressing room.

Changbin and Felix offered to go with you to your dressing room, and you gladly accepted their offer. You explained to them you didn't necessarily want to be alone; you just didn't want to be by Minho.

The stylists start to work on you once they're done with the boys. They finish your hair and makeup just in time for soundcheck, applying some last minute powder to your nose before sending you off to the stage.

Rehearsals go by smoothly. You and Minho are able to put your issues behind you for now. Your fans are so important to you, and the last thing you want to do is ruin their night because of some petty argument.

Management sends you off to the dressing rooms once again, satisfied with the quality of the soundcheck. You follow your members off stage before departing down a separate hallway in search of the bathroom.

You walk for another few seconds, taking a few random turns before your met with the door to the ladies' restroom. You do your business and take your time getting back to the dressing room as you guys don't go on for another hour. The venue your playing is beautiful, so you take a slight detour, admiring all the nice architecture.

You're startled from your peaceful thoughts once again by a furious Minho. "I cannot believe you'd go off on your own again. After all we've told you today, how could you possibly think that's ok?" he throws his hands up in disbelief, his tone snarky.

"I had to use the restroom! You guys have never had a problem with me walking around the venues by myself, why now? You have been up my ass all day. Leave me the hell alone for awhile." You push him out of the way, ramming his shoulder with your own in the tight hallway.

"Do you think this is fun for me, huh? Yelling at you all day long? Did you ever stop to think for one second that there may be something bigger going on here?" His voice sounds exhausted, leaving you slightly concerned because you still have hours of performing to do. However, your anger gets the best of you, and your concern gets pushed deep below the surface.

"Well, I'm sorry that I can't read your damn mind. If there's something bigger going on, then why hasn't anyone told me? I'm a big girl, not some toddler. I am a part of this group the same as everyone else, so why are things being kept from me?"

Minho starts to speak, but you immediately cut him off, not wanting to hear the lame excuses you're sure he's come up with. "You know what, I don't even wanna hear it. My mental health has went to shit today because of you, and if I wanna be able to perform in 30 minutes, I need to be away from you. We can talk about this later," you finish, rushing off to your dressing room, leaving Minho standing alone in the hallway.

Everyone seems to have deemed your dressing room the hangout spot until the concert officially begins, as all the other boys have gathered around, making themselves comfortable amongst the laid out furniture in the room.

You all make conversation, laughing at Changbin's cringey jokes; you're happy for the distraction, allowing your mind to wander from the fight you had with Minho.

10 minutes before you go on, management comes to fetch you to get ready, providing you all with in-ears and microphones.

Your pre-performance jitters have made themselves known, but you've been doing this long enough that you can turn that nervous energy into excitement.

5 minutes before you go on, you and the boys gather in a circle. Chan leads, knowing exactly how to get everyone hype before going on.

You're all standing now just outside of view from the fans on the side of the stage, waiting for your cue from management. Once they give it, you all make your way out onto the stage, relishing in the sounds of the screaming Stay that form the crowd.

All is going smoothly as you finish your center part during the bridge of Lalala, and you make your way to the side of the stage, waiting for the part in the song where you re-enter the choreo. With all your attenton focused on the performance, you fail to notice the commotion coming from the crowd just a few feet from you.

Your attention is pulled away from the performance when you're tackled from behind. You scream in agony and fear, having landed painfully on your wrist. If the snap you felt is anything to go by, it's definitely broken. However, this isn't your main concern at the moment. You open your eyes, and they’re immediately drawn to the shiny pocket knife the man has in his hand. He's quick to slash a small cut into your forearm before he is aggressively pushed off of you. Your attacker is taken down by security; they immediately throw a pair of handcuffs on him, taking him off stage.

The crowd has broke out into panicked cries, all of Stay wondering what happened and if you're ok.

Your members are quick to rush over to you, abandoning the remainder of the Lalala choreo. While it's felt like an eternity since you were tackled, it really only took security a few seconds to get the situation under control, and only a few more seconds for your members to surround you.

"What hurts?" Chan panics, crouching down beside you.

"My wrist," you sob, totally overwhelmed from all the commotion. The crowd is still roaring and your wrist throbbing like crazy. The cut on your arm is no comparison to the pain radiating from your wrist.

"Alright, let's move her off stage," a paramedic pushes through the barricade your members have formed around you and helps you stand to your feet. You quickly move off stage, wanting to get out of the crowd's view as soon as possible.

Once off to the side, one paramedic inspects your wrist, gently grasping your forearm to hold you steady, while another wraps the cut on your other arm.

"It definitely looks broken. We should get you to the hospital to get it X-rayed and possibly casted," he explains.

Minho steps up next to you, your earlier arguments swept from your mind. "I'll go with her. You guys finish up here. Probably should cut the setlist short anyway; we're already behind schedule."

You follow behind the paramedics, them leading you outside to the ambulance. Minho walks beside you, providing you familiarity in this uncomfortable situation.

The ride to the hospital is silent except for the beeping of the machines the paramedics have you connected to. Minho holds your unbroken hand the whole ride, your disagreements on the backburner for the moment.

The more time that passes, the sorer your body becomes. Your arms feel heavy, and your back feels like it was beaten with a hammer. You realize you've probably been in shock this whole time, and the attacker did more damage than you originally thought.

You finally find yourself in a hospital room, Minho pulling the chair up beside you.

"Well," the doctor says, pulling your X-ray up onto the screen, "This cut doesn't require stitches, just keep it bandaged and medicated. We'll give you a Tetanus shot for it, though, since it was done with a knife. As for your wrist, it's definitely broken. The good news, though, is that it doesn't look like it will require surgery. What color cast do you want?"

You're expression appears dazed to Minho and the doctor, your mind completely preoccupied. "Black," you mumble, just loud enough for him to hear you.

The doctor nods his head, disappearing from the room to retrieve the supplies to apply your cast and the shot.

You look to Minho, finally feeling like you have processed everything that's happened. "What the hell happened? How did that guy get past security, and with a knife especially?"

"Honestly, we're not sure. Management and security are reviewing the camera footage now. We were trying to be cautious; there was so much extra security tonight. It should've been impossible for anyone to get to you."

You process his words, a realization forming in your mind. "Did you guys know something about this beforehand?" Your eyebrows furrow. If they knew something, they for sure would have told you, too, right? "Is this what you were talking about in the hallway before the concert?"

"Y/N," he sighs, giving you a look full of remorse.

"No. I don't want any bullshit," you snap, "Did you or did you not know something was wrong before the concert? Is that why you have been giving me a hard time all day?" You start to put the puzzle pieces together, the day replaying in your head.

The overprotectiveness, the extra security, them not wanting you to go on your phone- they knew.

Minho looks to the ground, his shoulders slumping. "Look, we find out about some rumors going around online this morning, but-"

"Get out," you say, your voice tense.

His head snaps up, his remorseful eyes meeting your fiery ones. "What?"

"I said, Get. Out." Your unbroken hand aggressively points to the door.

"I'm not leaving you here alone. Let's just talk about this-"

"You had all day to talk to me about this, but now that I'm injured and traumatized you want to talk about it?" Your incredibly angry, and your words are filled with venom. "Get out, get out, get out!"

"Do you really think it's the best idea to be by yourself right now?" His eyes are filled with sorrow, his hands in dire need to reach out to you.

"If you don't leave right now, I will scream."

His watchful gaze rests on you for a couple seconds, before he finally gives in, rising to his feet. He walks toward the door. "We'll send a car to come get you when you're ready. There's security out here waiting, and your manager is out in the hall. I'll see you when you get back to the hotel."

He disappears out the door, once again leaving you alone with your thoughts. How dare they not tell you? There are threats going around online about you, and you're the last one they tell? In what world does that make any sense?

The doctor comes back in the room just a few minutes later. He's quick with putting your cast on, and he sends you on your way, requesting you stop by the front desk to sign a few documents before you go.

You follow him out the door, meeting up with your manager and security right outside the room.

After signing the paperwork, your manager leads you outside to the car that has been called for you.

Fans must've found out which hotel they took to you, and the outside of the hotel is flooded with Stay. Normally, you'd be ecstatic to see so many of them. However, you're exhausted and hurt, so you bring your hood over your head and stare at the ground, thankful for the security that surrounds you.

You climb in the back of the car, your manager following suit. "Why was I not informed about the threats online?" you question, your eyebrows furrowing in anger.

"The concert was going to go on no matter what, so we figured it'd be easier to get you out there if you didn't know about them."

Your jaw drops at her statement. "That is not fair, how can you just assume that? I had a right to know about this," you argue.

"This isn't really up for discussion. It's the way we chose to handle it, and that's that."

You're in disbelief at her careless attitude. "How did the guys find out about it then?"

"Nosy little shits," she laughs, but you're not sure how she's finding any humor in this situation. "They saw them online themselves. We practically had to threaten their contracts to get them not to tell you."

Your heart constricts at this new information. Emotions flood your system, and you're suddenly feeling incredibly guilty for your interaction with Minho in the hospital room. All the arguments between the two of you flood your mind, and remorse rushes your body.

They have just been trying to keep you safe all day. Trying to keep you off your phone, not letting you wander by yourself, the whispers behind your back. It all makes sense now. And you realize you've been a royal bitch all day to the wrong people.

You turn to look out the window for the remainder of the drive, knowing it's useless to argue with your manager. What she says goes. This doesn't mean you're not angry with her and the rest of management, though. This conversation needs to be had in a professional setting, not in the backseat of a car when you're by yourself.

Once you arrive at the hotel, your quick to jump out of the car, wanting to be away from your careless manager. However, you stand directly outside the door, patiently waiting for security to escort you to your room.

They walk you all the way up to your shared room with Seungmin, and you're not surprised to find all of them waiting for you when you open the door.

They're conversations halt, all eyes snapping to you. You walk in and set your bag down on the bed. Your eyes well up with tears for what feels like the hundredth time that day. "I'm so sorry," you cry, afraid to meet their concerned gazes. "Today has just been so overwhelming, and my manager sucks, and my back hurts, and I have been so rude to you guys all day-," your words are cut short by another sob wracking through your sore body. You sniffle some more, bringing your sleeve up to wipe at your face. "Min, I'm so sorry for kicking you out. I should've just listened to what you had to say. I'm such a horrible person."

All the guys are quick to stand, not wanting you to rile yourself up anymore. Hyunjin comes over to you first, gently guiding you to sit on the bed. Everyone else follows, all of you now gathered on the queen sized bed. "Listen," Minho starts, comforting you, "Absolutely none of this is your fault, you hear?" He pulls you down next to him, his arm coming up around your shoulders. "Today has been an awful day, and you don't need to work yourself up about how you treated us."

"Yea, but-"

"No buts, you need to rest. We are not mad at you."

"Not one bit. We love you so much, and we're so sorry you had to go through that. Are you ok? How's your wrist?" Chan asks from the edge of the bed, placing a comforting hand on your ankle.

"It hurts, but the doctor gave me some painkillers to take for the next few days. My cut didn't need stitches, but I have to keep it bandaged until it heals," you explain, your words coming out steadier than before.

Your cries eventually calm down, leaving you sniffling every now and again. Felix notices you've calmed down, and he nudges your leg, opening his arms for you. You crawl into them, relaxing into his calm and comforting embrace. The rest of them are quick to follow, creating one big group hug.

You know this situation is certainly not over. I'm sure you guys will press charges, and you'll probably have to release a statement of some kind. It seems that management and you guys have come to a silent agreement to deal with everything in the morning, and you couldn’t be more grateful for it.

~ ~ ~

Part 2

[agendabymooner]

keeper ! alex a. x ofc (kpop idol!ofc)

"and she my backup like to say she was my plan b. kinda ironic 'cause with her, i'd start a family."

summary: in which polly jintara berkshire, whose friend was an ex of an f1 driver, juggles her role as a blackpink member and alex albon's girlfriend. OR this is just a series of photos showing how down bad the couple are for one another ❤️

content warning: chatfic + tweets, use of explicit language, a lot of dirty jokes (nothing graphic), alex albon is a blink, references to stormzy songs, fluff

note: the title and quote is referring to my favourite tobi and manny song. anyway enjoy xx (i hope my jokes are funny enough)

masterlist

tagged blackpinkofficial, boamckinnon, thepolsci

liked by nicholaslatifi, jennierubyjane, roses_are_rosie

alex_albon kicking my feet when thepolsci pointed and winked at me tbh 😍😩 have my kids pinned by alex_albon

thepolsci no U HAVE MY KIDS 🥰 liked by alex_albon

landonorris absolutely shameless

georgerussell63 this isn't who we are, alex 🤦‍♂️

user1 bro who did you even go with 😭

alex_albon latifi 😊

user2 WHAT ARE YALL DOING IN A BLACKPINK CONCERT EVEN 😭

user3 alexander albon, driver on sundays and a blink every other day 💖

user4 lad i think it's a spider not a snake?

user5 shhhh don't ruin it for him. he's just being himself <3

user6 i just want him to show up one of these days in an interview and begin bonking the other drivers with his light stick like pLEASE ALEX

williamsracing cool stuff alex, but why didn't you take me there -logan liked by alex_albon

alex_albon big kids only, sorry mate. i'll bring the merch to you tho!

tagged thepolsci, ygentertainment, blackpinkofficial

liked by jennierubyjane, boamckinnon, logansargeant

user1 NO ALEX YOU LOOK COOL NEXT TO HER

user2 we gotta humble him- booooo get back in the car albono

charles_leclerc tell her she's very cool liked by alex_albon

alex_albon she doesn't need reminder 😎

jennierubyjane do we go to you for free marketing?

alex_albon no, you'd have to give me pols for the whole year then i can do free advertising

williamsracing this is not what your pr manager taught you and you know that alex

roses_are_rosie don't worry, your level of coolness heightened a little! liked by alex_albon

alex_albon phew! i thought i brought her down to my level tbh

thepolsci don't say that to yourself, you utter dickhead

alex_albon ily

user3 YES ALEX!!!! STREAM MONEY FOR CLEAR SKIN

alex_albon my real skincare routine is money on loop 🎼

thepolsci when we reach 8 figures you can have my kids liked by alex_albon

alex_albon are we talking combined salary for the next few years bc we can start the process now???

oscarpiastri touch grass

logansargeant this is not who we are alex

tagged thepolsci

liked by pierregasly, lance_stroll, danielricciardo

user1 MAN IS THIRSTY

user2 AND HE'S OWNING HIS THIRSTINESS

user3 now this- this is the standard

user4 are you talking about the picture or the guy who posted it?

user3 yes.

thepolsci screaming crying wailing

thepolsci on my knees frfr 😩😭 liked by alex_albon

alex_albon stay there 😇🏃‍♂️

user5 ALEX ?!!!

user6 MAN IS DOWN BAD

user7 if my gf is a baddie and a keeper i'd be down bad too 😭🤭 don't make fun of my boy like that

tagged alex_albon

liked by logansargeant, roses_are_rosie, jennierubyjane

user1 tbh a trip to paris doesn't hurt 🤔

user2 i want him or i want to be him idk 🧐

user3 ain't no way these two just made stormzy references on their posts

user4 girl serenaded alex with sidemen diss tracks before it's no wonder she posted this with a uk rap song 😭

user5 THAT'S PEAK LMFAO

alex_albon never!!!! liked by thepolsci

thepolsci ily bitch

alex_albon aren't you the sweetest 😩

thepolsci say it back 🥲

alex_albon thx buddy 🤩

thepolsci nvm i h8 you

user6 this is an emotional rollercoaster wtf 😭😭

[khjswifey]

{Forever You Are My Star} [K.HJ]

Kim Hongjoong x Atiny!Reader

Idol Au, Long distance relationship au

After two long years of dating, you finally get to meet you boyfriend and at your favorite group's concert too! But hold on...the leaders voice sounds a bit familiar.

A/N: I hope you all enjoy my first fanfic! I want to continue this lil au, and possible make more for the other members! Let me know if you would be interested in that, Other than that:

Happy Reading!

Tags: @soobinshouseplant

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“Hey Baby..”

“Hiii…”

A soft chuckle filtered through your phone speaker. 

“I’m sorry for calling you so late…”

“Joon, that’s completely fine, You know I stay up late anyways…”

You hear a sigh before he begins to talk again.

“Baby.?”

“Yeah?”

“You still live in (city name), right?”

“Yea, why do you ask?” You asked, curiosity/excitement lacing your tone. Your boyfriend chuckles at you, “Well, we’ll finally be able to meet!” You gasped in excitement, nearly falling off your bed.

You and your boyfriend, Joon, had been dating for about 2 years now, and yes it was a long distance relationship.

The two of you had met online through your art twitter. You did a lot of fanart of your favorite kpop group, Ateez, as well as tattoo ideas. The tattoo designs are what introduced you to your loving boyfriend.

He replied under one of your posts, interested in commissioning a design and it has been you and him against the world ever since. 

Yes, you don’t know how he looks, and he may have various different pictures of you, but you put all your trust in him and you highly doubted he was a catfish.

He always showered you with gifts, and always called you when he got the time to. He rarely showed his face, but you saw his desk and his work area.

You believed he was real and you were excited at the prospect of finally being able to meet him.

“I can tell you’re excited…” Joon started, “I am too..I can’t wait to hold you…” You felt your face heat up as you heard him mumble something in Korean under his breath. 

“What was that?”

“I said I can’t wait to hold you and have you whimpering underneath me, Jagi..”

You squealed in embarrassment as you slammed your phone on the bed. You heard him laughing at you before calling your name.

The two of you sat in silence for a little while after that, nothing but the soft clicking of your boyfriend's laptop coming through the speakers. He finally spoke up again with a little chuckle.

“Well…I bought you a concert ticket…” 

“Joon!”

“What? I thought it was a good idea since we both like concerts~!”

You only hummed in response, not having the time to argue with him tonight, your phone pinged and you sighed.

“I’ll see you in two days!”

“See you~”

Your phone hung up and you went to check your Ticketmaster account, your eyes widened,

You got the tickets! -

X1 Atiny VIP Ticket

My future husband: You’re welcome~

My future husband: I love you.

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“Y/n, how do you know he will be there?’

“Don’t you think you’re being used..’

You groaned at your friend. “F/n. I don’t think a catfish would drop the money for this ticket like that. It was expensive.”

“So!? Maybe he’ll try to use a little money to kidnap you!”

You grew frustrated as you did your makeup. You had told F/n about what had happened and to make sure you were safe, she was coming along.

F/n was never supportive of your relationship, always judging you for ‘wasting’ your time on a dude that you are only just now meeting. But you also couldn’t blame her, girls did go missing when meeting their online boyfriends. But no matter how you tried to convince her, she wouldn’t listen to you. She didn’t even like Ateez! So she was basically wasting her money.

“What if he’s lying to you about his identity-”

“That’s enough, F/n!!” You yelled at her, finally snapping from the constant negative comments. “If you wanna come then come. But if you’re not going to shut the fuck up already!” 

F/n stared at you in shock. “How dare you? I’m trying to keep you from getting catfished!!” She yelled back and you rolled your eyes pushing past her, grabbing your bag. 

You got your keys and looked at her, “Find your own ride to the damn concert. Don’t bother being around me.” You said leaving her behind.

You were actually surprised she even still came to the concert. You glared at her and she gave you an apologetic look when she caught up to you. 

When you walked into (venue name), you beamed with excitement. Not only were you going to finally meet your boyfriend, you got to see your all time favorite kpop group!

It was refreshing to be around fellow Atiny, you chatted with several around you in the pit. You ended up getting real close from you leaving early. Your blood was pumping through your body when the lights finally dimmed. You screamed as you watched as the members of Ateez came onto the stage.

It felt unreal, it didn’t feel real at all. You couldn’t believe that you were finally here. A couple of songs had gone by when you finally found the time to let your boyfriend know where you were. But you were shocked to see a message from him around 2 years ago that simply said;

“Look at the stage.”

When you looked back up, you locked eyes with Kim Hongjoong, the leader of Ateez, your bias, your Ult bias to be exact. His eyes were locked on you as he introduced himself to the crowd. Your brain froze. 

When he spoke, his voice sounded familiar, and not just from you listening to music. No it was like you knew him on a personal level.

“F/n…” You said, capturing your friends' attention, concerned at your tone. “What’s wrong? Is it that boy?” She asked.

You looked back up to the stage, watching as Ateez prepared for their next set of songs.

“I think my boyfriend is the leader of Ateez..”

“...You mean as a joke right…?”

“....”

“...oh…”

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“What do you mean you think your boyfriend is a member of Ateez!?” 

It was after the concert, and you were instructed by your boyfriend to meet him afterwards backstage. All you had to do was tell the security your name and they led you to where you were now.

F/n was very skeptical and was weary about leaving you alone, but after a while of convincing she finally left, making sure she had you added on Life360 just in case.

You stood there waiting, watching as various staff members worked around you. You were starting to think that he wasn’t going to come at all.

You looked down at your phone and sighed, turning to leave.

“Baby!” 

You whip around to find the owner of the voice, and lo and behold it was Kim Hongjoong. He was now dressed comfortably, makeup gone and a soft blush on his face with a lazy smile.

You smile wide and run up to him, nearly tackling him to the ground with a hug. He laughs and wraps his arms around you, holding you tightly as if you were going to vanish if he let go.

When he did let go, he pulled away a bit to place a kiss on your lips. You melted into his grasp only pulling away when you needed air from the male. 

The two of you looked at each other for a while. One half of you wanted to fight him for lying to you, but you knew he had his reasons, but the other was so happy that he was real and that he was not only your idol, but your lover.

“Hongjoongie…” You mumbled, hiding your face in his chest.

He chuckled as he held you close to him, “It’s so nice to hear you say my name…” He replied, finally pulling away.

When he did, he held your hands and swung them back and forth. He looked like a lovesick puppy, his eyes filled with love and adoration.

“Do you have anywhere else to go?...” 

“No not really…”

“Well…could you maybe come back with me?”

You giggle at his bashfulness, nodding. “Of course, You have a lot of explaining to do..”

Hongjoong smiles before pulling you along with him.

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Hongjoong paid for your visit to his hotel room, not leaving until he made sure you were safely on your way.

When you got there, you finally got to meet the other members, it was surreal for you. Just yesterday you were catching up on missed content, laughing as you watched Ateez go about their antics. Now you are meeting them and apparently dating their leader.

To say you were nervous would be an understatement, you were nearly shitting bricks. 

But it actually went over well, Hongjoong introduced you to them one by one. You happily introduced yourself, shaking their hands until you got to Wooyoung, who had a smug grin.

“You’re really pretty. No wonder cap-” He was cut off by Hongjoong flinging something at him. You giggled at this as the rest of the evening with the boys went fine. It was spent with you explaining how you met Hongjoong, talking about how much you loved their music and how you really appreciated how nice they were being to him.

Later on, Hongjoong led you to his room, which you tilted your head at.

“I thought you guys shared rooms when you went on tour?”

“We do, the guys wanted to give us privacy though..”

You felt your face heat up as you walked over and flopped on the bed. Hongjoong then joined you, leaning his head on your stomach.

The two of you sat in silence for a while, basking in the silence before he spoke up.

“I’m sorry…” He started, moving to sit up, you moved to sit up at the head board. 

“Hon-”

“I’m sorry for not telling you who I was y/n…I was scared…” He admits and it hurt your heart with how he avoided eye contact. He sighed before finally turning to you.

“When I found out you were an Atiny..I got scared. I thought you were only gonna like me because of who I am on stage…” You watched him carefully as he continued. 

“I thought you weren’t gonna love me for me…So I hid it. It’s why I rarely showed my face when we talked. But when I saw your face…” Hongjoong reached over to cup your cheek, eyes misty. You felt your own tears welling up in your eyes, threatening to fall.

“Hongjoong…” You started moving closer to the male, your faces barely touching. “I’m in love with you…all of you…the Idol you and the normal you. Yes I may be an Atiny, but I love you. Not your career.” You say softly leaning on him. 

“I was worried…that you wouldn’t like me once you met me. That you would’ve thought I was a weirdo or that-mmph!” Your rant was cut off by Hongjoong kissing you, he pulled you into his arms, your eyes widened as he silenced you. They eventually fluttered closed as he deepened the kiss, only pulling away to hide his face in the crook of your neck.

“You’re always loved by me…I trust you y/n..”

A small smile ghosted across your features as the two of you stayed that way for a while.

You felt at peace knowing that you could now love both forms of him..

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You were sad when you had to say goodbye to your boyfriend. One night was definitely not enough time for you to get all what you had to say to him off your chest.

And there was obviously a lot more that Hongjoong wanted to do, but that would have to wait for the next time you would meet.

So when you got home, you were watching through your concert footage when you got a notification.

‘Ateez_official_ has made a post’

You clicked it and felt your heart do a mini flip.

‘[#Hong_stagram] Forever you are my star ❤️’

It was a black and white picture of the two of you holding hands with the caption;

‘[#Hong_stagram] Forever you are my star <3’

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HELLO!! Can i request sub!fanboy!xiao x soft dom!idol (fem or gn) reader? feel free to ignore this! (i apologize for bad grammar & this is my first time requesting) Have a nice day! :D

Fanboy!Xiao x fem!reader ;; modern au (?)

NSFW/SMUT CONTENT (sub!fanboy!xiao, soft dom!reader, idol!reader, reader is afab but no pronoun use, praise, pegging, xiao calls reader 'ma'am' once or twice, longer scenario, not proofread, not too much nsfw tbh my bad)

Summary: Xiao is your biggest fan, yet he never approaches you, so you decide to do that yourself. Things escalate when you give him your number after your performance and you two hang out...

A/n: don't worry nonnie it's alright!! Ur grammar is fine, first time requesting can always be anxious <3 This was fun to write, I read like three kpop writings, one of danganronpa and then did research on idols BAHAHAH / sorry for taking such a long time to write this, hope this is well?! <3

Minor writer, dni if uncomfortable!

There was no denying that Xiao was your biggest fan. You noticed him at every concert, every meet-and-greet, every single event where you were. It made you feel sweet that he always showed up, light sticks and signs of your name, always waving them when you sang. You were also surprised that he could afford to come to every single event..?

But one thing you found interesting is that he never tried to talk to you like everyone else. Xiao was always in the back, just watching, looking at you. Your first thought was that he's shy. Made you a little upset that he didn't even try interacting with you. So you decided that you should start first.

You were aware that he had many accounts — fan pages — dedicated to you. Instagram with short clips of you on stage, pictures and merchandise he had bought, what not. Twitter was just posting updates, links to your newest videos, pictures and more. If he was able to film a longer video of you performing, he'd upload it along with his merchandise hauls.

And Xiao is over the moon when he notices you following each and every one. Almost falls over in his own room when you leave comments from time to time. He swears he'll come up to you some day, but he's so scared of messing up. What if he accidentally says something weird?? Xiao wouldn't dare. He wouldn't dare slip up and admit he daydreams of you.

Yet when your eyes met and you sent a heart gesture in his direction? Yes, he fainted and yes, you were worried as he was taken away. A day after that concert, you thought of sending a message to see if he was alright. But when you saw him tweeting about that, you couldn't help but laugh. He was cute.

...

It was the end of another concert. Everyone was leaving and you told one of your bodyguards to find a 'dark green haired male with highlights that looks pretty'. You watched from afar as the man left to find Xiao. He was typing on his phone, probably updates on one of his accounts.

Once the man approached him, he set his phone away in confusement, asking questions, if he had done something wrong. Your guard just shook his head and told him to follow. You walked away from sight, smoothing out your outfit. If Xiao won't approach you first, you will.

Once he realized he's going backstage, his nervousness grew higher. But when he steps inside and sees you with a smile, staring at him, he almost trips on air.

You chuckle before telling yout bodyguard that ge can leave for a while. He does, leaving you two alone. You look back at the boy and smile again.

"Your name is Xiao, correct?" You ask. You knew his name, of course, but you had to start conversation somehow. His hands are shaking and his eyes are wide, staring at you. Is this real? You're talking to him? You actually know his name like for real?

He feels lightheaded.

"Xiao, are you alright?" You ask again when he doesn't respond. He finally reacts, quickly nodding his head. "Y-Yeah, I'm Xiao," he speaks, voice trembling. You turn around to take your water bottle from the table so you could share.

You hand him the bottle with a smile, "You're nervous, I get it, but don't worry! I don't bite, promise." You watch as he slowly takes the bottle from you, quickly licking his dry lips. You could hear a quiet thank you. You just nodded.

"No, it's just-" Xiao swallows, opening it, still staring, "I can't believe you're talking to me personally? All alone?" You laugh and he feels his face heat up.

He really is shy. Adorable.

"Well, you never tried approaching me, so I thought I should do it first," you say while he drinks, "Although I do wonder, do you not want to talk or you just want to watch from the back?"

"Wait, no, I-" Xiao panics for a moment, but stops before he says anything different, "I mean, I really, really want to talk to you, it's been a dream of mine-" "But?"

"..But I don't think you'd have time for me?" He continues, blinking at you. You nod, "I understand that. But hey, I think I've got time before I go, we can talk! Besides I've wanted to speak to you for a long time."

Xiao's eyes widen, "..huh? Really?" "Oh, of course! Every time I come on stage, I always try to find you because I know you'll be there. It's sweet, cute really," you respond, taking the water bottle from him. You put it in your bag as Xiao trues to process what you just said.

You look at your phone and realize you should be leaving.

"Ah, Xiao, I'm terribly sorry, but I'll have to go," you turn to said male. He nods quickly and you notice a small smile on his face. "No, it's fine- you wanting to speak to me in the first place is enough," he says, voice growing quieter.

"Aw, alright. Well, how about we meet in one of the cafe's?" You suggest, quickly finding a piecw of paper and a pen, "If you'd want to and if you're not busy." You write down your phone number and give it to him.

Xiao takes it with a shaky hand and you smile at him. "Give me a call if you want, okay?" You take your bag, "If you're not busy tonight, that is." He stares at then at you. You put a hand on his shoulder and whisper, "I'll be waiting, Xiao."

His face heats up as you take his hand to lead him out. You say something to the bodyguard and the two of you are leaving. You look back at Xiao. He's staring at you with a slightly opened mouth, probably in surprise.

You send him a wink and look back. That made him get even redder as he hid his mouth in his hand.

...

He was in his hotel room, staring down at the paper. Well, only a day until you're going somewhere else. This will surely be his last chance to finally talk to you. And in private as well?

After a moment of trying to calm down, Xiao took his phone out. His nails tap on the screen, writing in your number. He was nervous, already feeling lightheaded again. He's gonna talk to you.

Before he can back out, he calls you, putting it on speaker. Each ringing sound made him more anxious. Maybe you joked around? Or maybe you gave him a different one? Well, you wouldn't do that, would you? Surely not-

The ringing suddenly stopped, being replaced with your voice.

"Xiao! You called!" Your voice rang through and he sighs in relief. "So, you're not busy? You'd like to meet up?" You ask and he could tell by your voice that you're definitely smiling.

"Um," he swallows, shaking his head, "Yeah, I'm free. You really want to— you want to talk to me?" "Yes, I do, I already said that, didn't I?" You chuckle. Then you started to speak about which Cafe to meet in and which hotel you're staying at. That's how you arranged a meet up.

He was sitting at one of the tables, nervously tapping the cup with his nails. He was looking around the cafe, waiting for you to show up. While he waited, Xiao took his phone out to post some short clips he took.

You slowly approached the table, sitting in front of him. He jumped at your sudden voice, immediately looking at you. You laugh, shaking your head. Xiao noticed the clothes change, of course, trying to disguise yourself.

"Ah, you didn't think I'd come in a vibrant fit, did you?" You say, smiling at him. He averted his eyes, coughing, "No, I didn't think that-" "Don't want fans to come running," you rest your head on your hand. Xiao looks back at you, "I didn't- I'm sorry, I didn't know if you'd want tea, so I just ordered one for myself."

You blink at him and then nod, "I'll order for myself, don't worry." That's how it went, you got a tea and the two of you chatted. Xiao wasn't too nervous anymore which made you feel better. At some point you speak about his social media. You notice his cheeks flush when you talk about how much you love seeing his updates. Never late.

He himself slipped in some shy compliments about you, all the while you enjoyed the tea. It was relaxing. Until it seemed like the time was over. It passed a little too quickly, so you asked him if he'd want to go to your hotel room, continue the chat.

Xiao was starstruck. You inviting him to your hotel room? This was too much for one day.

He immediately nodded, "Yeah, if I can, I want- we can talk more." You blink, slightly laughing, "You're eager." He goes quiet before chuckling, "My bad-"

..

It was quiet, a few sentences here and there until you both were inside the hotel room. Xiao was looking around the place. You closed the door, breaking the silence, "We can go out on the balcony. The view is nice."

He turned to look at you while you shrugged. You took his hand and he followed you to the balcony door, face warming up.

Cold air brushed against your skin as you walked out, letting go of his hand. You rest your hands on the railing, gazing up. Xiao went next to you, looking down at the streets.

"Look up, pretty," you say. He glances at you before looking in. There were some stars scattered along the sky. It went silent.

Xiao was trying to think of something to say, while sliding his hand towards yours. Your hand was warm and he wanted to feel it again.

Should he even be here? Will he get in trouble for being like this with you? He's just a fan, after all. Idols shouldn't be this close with fans, no? But.. he doesn't care for it. You wanted to talk, so here he is. This is a blessing, why should he question it?

You noticed and you waited. Waited for the touch.

His fingers brushed against yours, eyes darting up to your face. You sighed, looking at him. Xiao's eyes widened, pulling his hand away, but you caught it. He stared at you, then back at his hand then back at you. You smiled softly, interwining your fingers with his.

"If you want to hold my hand, just tell me," you say, watching as his face goes red. You continue to stare. His eyes are pretty. He's pretty. Could you make him more flustered?

He's special. And mad attractive.

Xiao is tearing his gaze every few seconds. When you moved your thumb against his hand, he feels lightheaded once again. Oh, the simple things you do to him.

"By the way, I hope I didn't pressure you into meeting up with me," you speak, turning towards him, "You can always leave if you want-" "No-!" He squeezes your hand, "I didn't want to deny, oh no, I've wanted to talk to you for far too long—" You tilt your head, listening to him.

He shakes his head, "I want to be with you as long as I can, being this close to you is just- [name], you're- Can I call you that?" You can't help but laugh a little, nodding, "Yeah, you can. You talk too much." Before he could respond, you continued, "That's cute. I like it."

His breathing hitches. He's blinking again, looking away from you. Cute?

You pull him a little closer by his hand and lean a little down. He gasps, surprise evident in his expression. "You like being called cute?" You ask, lidding your eyes. "I- I didn't mean to make anything weird, I'm sorry," he quickly speaks, but you shake your head.

"Shh. You didn't make anything weird," you put your other hand on his chin, pulling him closer, "Just answer me." Xiao breathes in, eyes quickly flickering down to your lips, then back to your eyes. He feels the flutter of butterflies in his stomach.

"..Maybe?" He whispers, swallowing. Will you call him weird? He certainly doesn't want to be seen as one of your weird fans. He isn't, but when you're so close to his face, he can feel your breath, oh God, you're warm, oh-

You slowly go a little closer, tilting your head just so your lips could brush against his. His eyes are widening again as he tries to not move. "Xiao," you whisper, "You're my biggest fan, aren't you?" He responds with a quiet 'I think?' which makes you chuckle.

"I'd like to give you a little reward for being so supportive all this time," you whisper, "Would you accept it?" Xiao immediately responds, "Y-yes, yes of course!" Oh dear, oh dear oh gorgeous..

You finally kissed him. He almost fell down from the sudden feeling, but you caught him, wrapping your hands around him. Xiao's hands went to your cheeks, kissing you back almost immediately.

When you pulled away for a moment to tell him to part his lips, you saw how flushed his face was, he was already trying to catch his breath even if the kiss wasn't that long. Yes, you didn't lie. He was cute. Wide eyes staring into yours as he nods at your words, going to kiss you again.

He did as you said previously. You pushed your tongue against his, a sudden noise being drowned in the kiss. Xiao's hand moved to your hair, tangling into it, trying to ground himself and not get too lost in the moment.

Oh, did you taste sweet. He never even imagined you could kiss so good. Kiss him so good. It was too much, it made him feel like he was flying — one reason as to why he was tugging on your hair.

After a moment, you pulled away again. "Let's go back inside," you say, smiling at him, "It's getting cold. Won't be good getting sick." Xiao just nods, looking away. You let go of him and he does the same. Walking back inside the warm room, he closes the door. When Xiao turns to you, you're pulling him by his hand towards you.

He's already latching onto your lips, free hand going to your cheek. You kissed back while you lead him to the bed, breaking the kiss to tell him to lay down.

Xiao gets on the bed, looking up at you. You can't help but giggle, getting on top. "Is this okay?" You ask, pushing him down. He nods eagerly, "Yes, yes it is, please don't stop." You nod, leaning down to press a kiss on his neck. You slowly kiss up to his jaw before going back down. One of your hands was on his chest and you could feel how his heart was racing. You then sucked on a spot, making him moan.

His hand goes to his mouth while turning his head away. You sucked a bruise before pulling away, leaving a kiss on it. "Are you embarrassed?" You whisper, pressing more kisses to his skin. Xiao slowly nods, swallowing. Your hand on his chest goes to take his hand away from his mouth.

"Use your words, pretty," you say and suck on another spot. He makes noise, hands going to your sides. "Yes, I'm– You're right-" he mumbles out. You press a kiss on the mark and smile, "Good boy." A shaky sigh comes from his throat.

"Oh?" You pull away to look down at him, "You like that, don't you?" Xiao turns his head, facing you, quietly responding, "Maybe.." "Gosh, you're pretty," you say, "Can I mess you up?" Your boldness makes him raise his eyebrows. "What?"

"Oh, my apologies, that was weird," you glance away, laughing slightly, "I shouldn't say that." "Please," Xiao mumbles and you look at him, "Please do that.."

You stare. He's looking up at you with pleading eyes, breathing in. "Please do whatever you want with me, to me, please," he pulls you back down, blinking at you, "Please, I want you to— I-" He doesn't continue. So you speak.

"You want me to what? Tell me," you trace your finger on his cheek, "Tell me what you've been thinking of this whole time." He's lost for words. But when you look at him like that-

"I want you to touch me," he whispers, shutting his eyes, "Please, I want you to do whatever, please, just fuck me—" "Repeat that a little louder, Xiao," you kiss his cheek. And he does. "I want you to fuck me, [name], please, I need you.."

You gave him a peck on the lips before saying, "Good boy. Wait here a moment, okay? I want you to undress." He nods and you get off the bed. You go to one of your suitcases, opening it up. Xiao was taking his clothing off while time to time watching what you were doing.

After finding what you needed, you turned back to him. His eyes slightly widened. Was that.. Are those.. Why is that in your suitcase in the first place? Why would you carry around a strap in your inventory?

Well, who cares about that now.

You went to put down what you were holding — a strap and a bottle of lube. You got onto the bed, looking at Xiao. He stared at you, then back at the stuff. "C'mon, pretty boy, lay down," you say and he slowly does it.

You spread his legs and he let out a noise of surprise while you opened up the bottle.

Xiao stared as you coated your fingers. You glanced at him for a moment, "You're beautiful like this, you know?" He bit his lip, blinking. "I'm not saying you're not always beautiful, you are," you continue while slowly pushing a finger inside, "But right now you're the prettiest."

He sighs, looking away, "Don't— ah- Don't say that, m-ma'am.." You look at him, pushing another inside, "Ma'am?" Xiao closes his eyes, mumbling something before suddenly moaning.

Yes, that felt weird and he never imagined he'd have something up his ass. That something being your fingers.

You sped them up, smirking at him. He's trying to say something for sure, but his moans interrupt everything. "Shh, don't be too loud, okay?" You slow down and then take your fingers out, "I want you to be good and a little more quiet, got it?" He suppresses a whine before nodding at you.

...

Xiao gripped the sheets under him, burying his face in a pillow. You held his hips, nails digging into his skin, leaving behind half moon indents. His attempts at staying quiet didn't work well.

"Oh, pretty boy," you bring a hand down to his hair, pulling his head up, "Do you love being this loud for me?" He mewls, eyes fluttering open, it being the only response you got. You sigh, picking up the pace, Xiao moaning louder.

Leaning down to his neck, you press a kiss on his shoulder. You then bite down, sucking a mark while your grip on his hair loosens a little. He groans, tongue falling out, "M-ma'am, fuck, I- feels sogood-!"

"Mhm, just like that," you smile, taking your hand away from his hair, "Such a good boy." You wrap your hand around his dick which makes Xiao jolt, head falling downwards.

"W-wait—!" He moans, gasping as his hand goes to grip the pillow, "I'm gonna- [name], I'm gonna cum—!" You just leave kisses on his neck and back, jerking him quicker. His moans turn into whines and gasps.

His grip on the sheets and pillow is tight, drool stains visible. "Gah‐ Stop, wait- I'm- gonnacum, please, fuck—" his voice goes into desperation, his thighs beginning to shake. You smile before speaking, "Go on, cum for me, pretty. Be a good boy, yeah?"

Xiao trembles in your hands, staining your fingers and the sheets below him. You slow down your thrusts and your pace on his dick. You straighten your back, your hand from his hip going to massage his back as he falls down onto the pillow.

He's panting, still slightly shaking. You take your hand away from him, looking at it. You giggle, glancing down at the sweaty Xiao. "You've messed up my hand, that's cute," you say, licking away a few traces. He turns his head a little too see you. Swallowing, he speaks, "You're.. amazing.. Mmh, that was good ..."

You pull out and he collapses. You sit down, slightly chuckling, "Just for you, Xiao." He sighs, closing his eyes, mumbling something. You tilt your head, "I can't hear you." He groans, hiding his face. You get up to lean over him.

"I just pegged you, there's nothing to be embarrassed about," you say, kissing his hair. Xiao turns to look at you again. Oh, did he look messed up. Messy hair, traces of saliva on his chin..

"Um.." He blinks, making eye contact with you, "Thank you.." You smile before kissing him. He kisses back, pretty much melting in your mouth again. After a few seconds you pull away, still smiling at him.

"You're welcome," you whisper, "My best fan needs a little gift after all."

[bunni-v1]

Hii! If you request are open can I ask you a headcanon of Vil Schoenheit, from Twisted wonderland, in a romantic relationship with the reader who is a Kpop idol (not a soloist but in a group)?? Preferibly a fem reader. Thank you. Byeee!!

Vil with a K-pop idol partner

Tw: N/A (I think lol)

Info: Headcannons; Fem!Reader; Vil x Reader; Fluff

🍓Hi. This one is short and sweet, I didn’t want to drain myself of motivation to write. Especially since so many people are wanting more parts to my most recent post. Plus, I’m writing two essays for my classes this week, so it’s gonna be a bit rough to keep up that motivation. I really hope everyone enjoys this one, though. It’s always fun to do fluffy Vil content.

Vil Schoenheit

-You likely meet through an acting gig when you’re both freshmen in college. The two of you are cast as lovers, and everyone can feel the chemistry you have.

-Something between you two just clicks! You both lead similar lives and have similar interests. 

-And with the press on the movie and all the time you spend on set, it's inevitable that the two of you become close. 

-You don’t start dating immediately, though. In the world of acting and music, you have to be careful of who you’re dating and when you make that public.

-However, Vil always makes it to any shows you have anywhere near him. He adamantly promotes you and your group's music everywhere and praises any modeling and acting you do on the side.

-Fans speculate you’re together FAR before the two of you actually decide to become an official couple.

-Speaking of, the two of you keep your relationship very private at the start. You each have access to the other schedule and plan dates at least once a week, and they’re always in private places.

-It’s both to protect your reputation and to ensure that your relationship won’t be warped by fans.

-Neither of you announce that you’re a couple until at least four months in, and before that, you don’t even give hints that you two may be together.

-The press has an absolute blast with you two. Finding every thread of evidence of your relationship until the day you both announce it publicly. 

-When you do announce it, your fans gobble it up like crazy. I’m talking edits, fan art, fan accounts, the whole nine yards. 

-But all that aside, what’s your relationship like?

-Simply put: Complex.

-It’s not unhealthy by any means, it’s just very different from a typical relationship you see in day-to-day life.

-Both of you are very busy. You with performing and all that comes with it, and Vil will his college courses at Nightraven.

-It takes a lot more work than the typical relationship, but with Vil’s dedication, it all works out in the end.

-Vil always ensures that he has free time for you. Whether that be visiting you off campus, having private dates in his dorm room, or video calling after a long day of classes.

-He makes the time for you. He has your schedule memorized, and always has a workaround so the two of you can stay in contact as much as possible.

-If and when he is able to, he visits you at your shows.

-His favorite thing to do is surprise you before you go on stage, take over your makeup and dressing team jobs, and pretty you up for the crowd.

-He always says you shine more when he’s the one doing it.

-He’s always in the front row, singing along to the lyrics — even if he can’t understand what they mean.

-He knows every line to every one of your songs, and he listens to and sings them proudly when he’s alone.

-Furthermore, after the two of you go public, he’s even more intense with his promotion of your music.

-He posts himself listening/singing along to your music, buying and wearing your merchandise, and attending the concerts.

-You’d think he might be a little jealous of your popularity, but that couldn’t be further from the truth.

-He always says that you’re one of his greatest inspirations, and how proud he is to call himself your partner.

-In fact, your performances were actually a huge inspiration for the VDC, and he asked you and your group for help with the choreography and lyrics.

-Speaking of your group, he makes sure he has a great relationship with each and every one of your group members. 

-If one of them is bothering you, he’ll be sure to say something, but for the most part, all of your friends really like him.

-It’s honestly not all that different from a normal relationship with him, just a little more work to keep in touch with him.

-He’s honestly your biggest fan, and he adores you and every single thing you do wholeheartedly.

[sxtvrns]

publicly romantic

🎶 now playing: in my heart (demo) - grentperez

P: Lee Felix x Fem!Reader

S: He fell first, and he fell hard. When you were on the big screen behind him, he knew he fell for you even more.

W: fluff, drabble because im in my kpop era now, no knowledge of skz at all, short

N: if im being honest guys the only reason i decided to write this was because i got inspired by those fan dance things during their world tour ive only ever listened to case 143 and i apologize if this makes me an outsider but i thought this was cute okay enjoy the content

please interact if you enjoy!

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When your boyfriend said he was going on a world tour, you did not think it was going to last for nearly an entire year. JYP better give them a break after this.

Dating Felix was a handful. He was always busy and his schedule was packed, you both were travelling constantly, having a home in Sydney and in Seoul. With the tour on his hands as well, it didn’t make it any easier. You saw all the edits of him flooding the internet, all of them reminding you of how much you missed your boyfriend.

So when you were told he was going to Australia, and you were conveniently going to be there at the same time as his concert, you had your fingers crossed you could get tickets. You didn’t care if you were in the pit or in the nosebleeds; you were happy to even be in the same room as him for a little while, even if you had to admire him from afar.

You texted him and called him as much as you could. Whenever your phone rang, you always assumed he was on a break or had free time, knowing that it probably meant the rest of the day was full of work. The amount of people that love him reminds you of how lucky you are to have such a handsome guy who seems so out of reach be your boyfriend.

Things weren’t kept secret for long. When you visited Felix one time, he forgot he was live, saying your name and three forbidden words out loud and straight to the camera: I love you. You never showed your face that live, your hand merely waving hello. It wasn’t until you left the room that both of you had realized what he’d done.

You came into his room after he finished his live, putting his phone away. “What the fuck did you do.” You say, more of a statement rather than a question. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to– it just slipped out!”

“If I knew you were going live, I wouldn’t have come. You slip up easily whenever I’m around.”

“That’s because I love you. And that’s also exactly why I didn’t tell you because I wanted to see you.”

You pace around the room, panicking. “JYP’s gonna kill us. He’s gonna kill you. Your fans are gonna come and kill me!”

“He already knows.”

“What do you mean, ‘he knows’?”

“Chan accidentally ran his mouth. If anything, you wouldn’t be in my room right now if JYP forced me to break up with you. He just told me to be careful… and I do. Ever since we started dating, I’ve been careful.” He sighs, setting his phone down and walking up to you. “I’m sorry. I… you can stay here for a few days if you’re too scared to go outside.”

He knew that people could find what you look like and all your other information with a mere search of your name. This wasn’t the same as other people knowing who his sisters were. Him getting into a dating scandal would jeopardize your safety and his group. He didn’t care about his group at the moment, he was scared for you.

“I… I’d like that, actually. I hope you don’t mind.”

“I assume that means you don’t mind sharing a bed? Unless you want me to sleep on the floor.”

“You really think I want you to sleep on the floor after the amount of time we’ve been apart?” Your response makes him smile, pressing a kiss to your forehead and pulling you in for a hug, his hand caressing the top of your head. “I’m really sorry. I know I messed up. And I’m sorry I can’t be there for you all the time.”

“I know. It’s okay. You’re doing your best, and that’s enough. I know you’re working hard and you’re busy. But… I’m hoping we can still try to enjoy ourselves for the time being.”

He pulls away to look at your face, being confused about your sudden switch up.

“Yes, I’m scared, yes, my life is probably going to be in danger at some point, but I did not come to see you just to worry about this and our relationship going public. It’s out there now, and there’s nothing we can do about it. I know I was panicking about it a few seconds ago, but I’ve come to terms that it happened already. I forgive you. And honestly, I’m glad that you’re that comfortable with me to say it in front of thousands of people.”

“I’m sorry–“

“You’ve apologized enough. It’s okay now.” You cut him off, going onto your tip toes to kiss his nose. “Can we order something? I’m hungry.”

“You didn’t think of doing that before my live ended?”

“I was gonna ask you, but I felt I intruded already.”

After that whole fiasco, people found your social media accounts, some of them even following you, flooding your comments with nothing but sentences that had the name Felix in it at least once. You got a few death threats even, but you tried to not let it get to you too much. It made you a bit paranoid, but the more you went out, the more you forgot about them.

Articles were written; Tiktoks and edits took over your feed about the ‘mystery girl’ or ‘Y/N’ behind the camera that gave Felix heart eyes whenever he looked at you. Eventually, they found out what you looked like, and though you were expecting insults, you were instead given compliments.

Pretty, adorable, beautiful… words that made you feel comfortable to be a part of Felix’s life publicly. He never brought it up during conversations or interviews unless another person did, which, he was very cautious with what he was saying.

You had your fair share of hate. It bothered you a little bit, but then remembered the only reason they hated you was that you had something they didn’t: Felix. His love and affection, his admiration and attention. It boosted your ego unhealthily, but you weren’t gonna get all full of yourself over it.

He wasn’t necessarily open about his relationship. He wouldn’t bring up the topic himself; usually someone else would have to. He would answer any questions, but there was always a limit to them. He was all nice about it though, always asking you after if what he said was okay to share with others.

“‘How’s Y/N?’ She’s good. She’s actually visiting, so I hope I’m not too loud.”

“‘How did you two meet?’ She does camerawork and paid us a visit, shadowing someone else. She always came along for a few shoots in a row, but I didn’t want to miss the opportunity so I just asked when no one was looking.”

“You wanna see her? She’s not too comfortable on camera, so I don’t think–“

“Felix, do you want this?”

You look at his tripod set up, then his surprised expression, as if he’d seen a ghost. “What’s wrong? Am I interrupting?”

“Nothing. What is that?”

“It’s a grilled cheese. I put the last of your gochujang in the butter.”

“Ah, thanks, we needed to get rid of it somehow.” You eye the camera. “Your face isn’t showing.” He clarifies, allowing you to walk into frame, letting him take a bite of the sandwich. His eyes light up, enthusiastically nodding. “It’s good!”

“Do you want it? I’ll make another one for myself.” He nods, taking the plate from you. “Thank you!” He says, mouth full as you walk out the door. “Look at this, guys. You guys summoned her, now I get good food.” He bites into it again, visibly enjoying the simple sandwich you made. “I love my girlfriend.”

The clip went viral. It’s now one of Felix’s iconic moments, and the first of your own.

You two were certainly romantic, private and in public. On the occasion you’d post photos of the two of you together, and you were also open about it if you were to do lives together. You weren’t in every live, but he invited you once and it was fun, so you were open to other opportunities.

You kept your hood on, which hid your face a bit well enough on camera.

“Y/N, what are we making?”

“Rose tteokbokki.”

“If you don’t know already, my girlfriend is an amazing cook and she gives me food sometimes during some of my other lives.”

“Then Felix makes brownies after and it’s a full meal.”

He notices your amount of clothing, greater than his. “Why are you wearing your hoodie? Is it not warm?”

“I’m hiding myself, I’m scared.”

“There’s nothing to be afraid of when you’re so pretty.”

“I cannot believe you’re flirting with me in front of over a hundred thousand people.”

“They deserve to know.”

His hand rests atop your head, his fingers gently gripping the hood. You let him take it off, fixing your hair right after. “Isn’t she pretty?” He shows you off to the camera before you hide your face in his chest.

You sat in an innocent little bubble tea shop, scrolling on your phone when you get a call from him unexpectedly. “Hello?” You greet, sipping on your drink. “Y/N, do you wanna come backstage after the concert? Feels like it’s been forever since I’ve last seen you.”

“Probably because it has. Can you really do that?”

“Chan’s parents and siblings are coming, and they’re going backstage, my sisters are coming too.”

“I mean, I’d like to, if it’s possible.”

He chuckles. “I’ll see you there.”

“Love you.”

There’s a brief pause, and you think about hanging up.

“Love you too.” He mutters, ending the call. It wasn’t very ‘professional’ of him to be calling his girlfriend when he should have been out there practicing, but he’s been kept from you long enough. He just couldn’t help himself.

And besides, he’d do anything for you.

As if it were a coincidence, it turned out you were sitting next to Hannah, who greeted you with a hug when she saw you sit down in the seat beside hers. Now you were sitting in your nosebleed seat, eagerly leaning forward to stare at the screen, the sudden random play dance coming on.

From your knowledge, a camera would focus on a certain fan in the audience, mostly in the further back, said fan having to follow one of the boy group’s dances. This would usually come on mid performance, meaning the members would be watching as well.

You’re so engaged staring at the screen, excited to see who’s on next that you don’t realize that it’s you. “Y/N!” Chan says, looking over at Felix. The choreography for God’s Menu begins to play as Hannah forces you up onto your feet, cheering you on.

You hand her your lightstick and place your bag down, forcing yourself to get over it and just do the dance for the few seconds you’re on screen. In your opinion, you did pretty well, judging from the screams that erupted from every inch of the room. You do the ending fairy, leaning against the railing again with a hand under your chin, sending a wink and a flying kiss across the arena. You immediately get shy, hiding your face in Hannah’s shoulder.

“Wow.” Felix starts, feeling Chan pat his back. “That’s my girlfriend, everyone.” He points in your direction, the arena flooded with screams as Felix’s ears and face slowly go red on the screen. You feel your own face heat up as you cover it, Hannah shaking you uncontrollably. “He’s blushing!” Han teases, pointing at your boyfriend’s crimson face. “C’mon, man, say something to her!” Chan says, ushering him closer to the edge of the stage.

“Y/N, I love you!” He holds a finger heart up, sending a flying kiss back to you. Your face goes warm at his bold move, yet you feel pride that he’s comfortable to do that openly in an arena full of his screaming fans. “Don’t cover your smile, you’re beautiful.” The screams somehow get even louder, and you feel as though a million eyes are on you as you wave your lightstick gleefully.

“Aww, so sweet!” Seungmin adds, poking at Felix’s open affection.

“Do you guys wanna know what Felix does? He scrolls through her photos sometimes before practice and he comes back all red. His excuse was that warm up was tough on him.” Chan exposes, though isn’t immediately stopped by his friend. You laugh at the thought, it being heartwarming at the same time.

You wait with Hannah, her parents, and Felix’s family after the concert, seeing Chan walk out first and greet his family, then you. “Felix ‘s coming, just grabbing something.” You nod, letting him reunite with his family for the time being. You smile at his feuding with his sister, feeling a tap on your shoulder.

Felix is standing right behind you with the biggest smile you’ve ever seen, and you practically jump into his arms. “Geez, I’m so sorry, I smell so bad.” His sweat makes your hands cling to him, yet when you look at his face, it made him all the more attractive. Still smelly, but somehow sexy at the same time. He had a towel on his shoulder, wiping his sweat off as best he could. He pulls away to greet his mom and his sisters, taking their pictures for them. You watched in awe how sweet their connection was and how close they were.

You overheard his mom talking to him before they left. “Treat her good, okay? You don’t want to lose her.” Your heart melts, now aware you’ve truly earned his mother’s approval. He walks over to you, stopping to simply admire you, his hand tucking your hair behind your ear.

“My god, you’re beautiful. I’ve missed you so much.” He mutters, the words making you blush and jump onto him for a long awaited kiss. One of those long, cheesy movie kisses was a way to describe it, but who cares if it was cheesy, you finally got to kiss him after months of being away from each other. “Loved your dance, by the way. When’d you get the time to learn that?”

“Circumstances. Figured it’d be best to be prepared.”

“You did fuckin’ amazing, then.” His hand covers his mouth, eyes widened in shock. “I didn’t mean to say that.”

“You aren’t live anymore, it’s fine.”

“Still felt wrong.”

“Do you guys want me to take a picture of you?” Hannah appears out of nowhere, startling you. You nod, handing her your phone, posing for a couple pictures, feeling Felix’s hand on your hip the entire time. “Alright, now kiss!” Hannah says jokingly, Chan shoving her shoulder.

“Seriously–“ You get cut off by Felix’s lips on yours, smiling into the kiss. Hannah eagerly takes photos, even when he pulls away, simply staring into your eyes as if he could see a whole world behind them. “Can you post that?” He asks, his lips curling into a smirk.

“Am I allowed to?”

“I’m the one that asked.”

That was a yes.

When Hannah hands your phone back to you after scrolling through the photos, she says, “You know I was joking, right?” You huff with a smile, staring at the photo of the two of you kissing. “If Felix was given a chance to kiss me, he would do it in a heartbeat, no questions asked.”

missed this goofball <3 love you always and forever, lixie (ps i love ur abs)

YALL R SO CUTE

AWWWW

i want this SO BAD you dont understand

that should be me

SHE IS SO PRETTY

tbh felix same id fold too

HAHAHA CAPTION IS SO REAL

“Have you been doing that for every show?” You ask, Felix running his fingers through your hair. “Doing what?” His eyes dart from your eyes to your lips and back. “Showing your abs. Lifting your shirt up and shit.”

He chuckles, his smile so pure talking about such a suggestive topic. “Yeah, why?”

“You’re telling me if I went to your Korea concert, I would have seen your abs there too?”

“You can see my abs anytime, Y/N.”

“I can?”

“You’re my girlfriend, of course you can.”

“Well, I don’t see you enough to see them that often but–“ When you turn back, his shirt is lifted up, showing them off in the middle of a Sydney sidewalk at an ungodly hour in the morning. You yank his shirt back down, Felix laughing almost too loud. “How indecent of you.”

“If indecent is what it takes to make your face like that, I’ll be it all the time.”

“Shut up.”

“You know you like it.”

“Maybe I do, so what?” You turn your face away from him, feeling his fingers rest under your chin to face you towards him again. “So… show me that you like it.”

“Felix, I am not having sex with you in the middle of the sidewalk at one in the morning.”

“So you’d have sex with me if we weren’t on the sidewalk?”

“I don’t think I can even have sex with you. At all.”

“Who’s stopping us?”

“Your fans. Your company.”

“They don’t have to know.”

“‘lix–“

“I know, I know. I’m just joking. Maybe when this whole idol thing is over.”

“It’ll be a while, then.”

“Hope you’re still in love with me by the time I’m 30.”

“I’ll always be in love with you, ‘lix.”

“Really?” He stops in front of you. “Really.”

“You promise?” He holds out his pinkie finger. You hook your own with his. “Promise.”

And he kisses you. Again, and again, and again.

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i wanna be where you are; feel so close though you’re so far, you’re my girl. 🎧

[brrrkdslek]

YUNHO X MALE READER (9th member) SMUT WHERE THEY ARE BEST FRIENDS AND ONE NIGHT THE OTHER CONFESSES AND IT LEADS TO SEXY TIME. IM BEGGING ILL LITERALLY EAT UR BLOODSHIT 🫶

SAILING SHIP!

❒ jyh x 9th member! male! reader

❒ confessions, teeth-rotting smut, comfort, ur cheeks will hurt from smiling

❒ first love, first time ;), pervy yuyu, ship!!!!

❒ FIRST REQ AHHHH THX ANON, I HOPE U GUYS EAT THIS UP NICELY😭🙏🏻🫂🫶🏻

❒ 5.4k

you and yunho were besties, that much was obvious to the members, staffs, atiny- literally everyone. you two were inseparable ever since you first joined kq. people only thought you two were best friends because of your similar interests, but that was not the case.

yunho was deeply in love with you. everything and anything you did sent his mind spiralling, atinys always loved watching you two interact, it was such an interesting sight, like now as you waved to the large crowd of fans.

yunho buried his face in your neck, arms tightly securing you around your waist. atinys all had their phones out recording, "yah! yun~, what are you doing?" you spoke into your microphone, holding back a laugh.

yunho whined and rubbed his face in your neck, sniffing you. "what are you doing?" you repeated, then put your mic near his face as he raises his head, barely out of your neck, "you smell so good today..."

the crowd screams and roars as you felt your face heat up, your members fake gagging. "so you mean i don't smell good on other days?" yunho groans in response and pulls your body impossibly closer to his.

hongjoong began talking about the concert and the new album. you bit your lip as you felt yunho nibble at your skin, "stop that..." you whisper to him, pinching his arm lightly.

he whined again, "can't, you smell too good..." you sigh as you walk towards your members, yunho copying your movements like a penguin. soon after, you guys performed once again. you were all dressed up nicely and ready to go as yunho eyed you up and down.

you looked exquisite. since you had long hair, it was tied in two beautiful braids, with some rhinestones planted here and there. the colour was a beautiful white with fading blue tips, your black roots showing at the top. he bit his lip, all his favourite colours too...

your makeup was still as gorgeous as ever, but your outfit, oh my god. you wore a long-sleeved crop top, showing your abs, they weren't as toned as san's and yeosang's, more like seonghwa's but a bit less.

the top was black and skin-tight, outlining your slightly bulking arms. a sexy silver chain draped over your neck, down your torso and splitting into two across your waist, fitting you perfectly.

your bottom was a whole other universe as you were wearing a skirt, A SKIRT. the skirt itself was to your upper thigh, however you wore skin-tight shorts that showed underneath.

the skirt was white with diamonds decorating the edges, shorts also white. a white mesh sleeveless top was thrown on you last minute, the entire outfit matching your knee-high white platforms. over the top, right?

that was your specialty. you always stood out on stage with your looks, it often resulted in new trends among kpop fans and even other idols.

many, including idols loved you for your confidence in your clothing, with you mentioning in an interview that you didn't mind wearing anything, so long as it looked good on you.

as you got on stage, the intro of halazia started playing as you danced smoothly. atinys loved yours and yunho's performance in halazia the most, since it was the 'sexiest' moment of 'yunmn'—your ship name.

as the part came, you dashed across the stage towards yunho, gripping his collar. as the jump came, you threw yourself in front of him, doing a front flip with him holding you as you two continued with the choreography. only breaking apart to go in different directions when yeosang's part came.

the atinys screamed and cheered when they watched you do a front flip, in platforms. you were the main dancer of ateez, which was often shown in performances. your killing parts were specifically more hard moves to master. you could easily pull it off since you did ballet at a young age, also mastering in b-boy and more.

time flew by as the concert came to an end. the members waving goodbye to atinys in sadness, however they kept a bright smile on their faces as they disappeared backstage.

you yawned loudly as yunho tackled you into a hug, drowning you in kisses. "you were so good today!" he picked you up and spun you around, you only laughed and held onto his shoulder for support. "you were too!"

seonghwa smiled at the interaction. "alright, pipe down lovebirds! we have to get moving to the hotel now." wooyoung fake gagging as he walked past the two.

"you look so pretty today..." yunho stares at you mesmerisingly, even with sweat dripping from your face, you looked so beautiful in his eyes.

you giggle at how much he reminded you of a puppy, "you say that to me everyday, though..." you began walking to the makeup room with yunho glued to your side. "'cause it's true!"

the makeup artists had to physically rip yunho off of you as they undo your hair and makeup, speedily as it would take another hour to arrive to the hotel.

one of the staff walk in, "alright, the hotel rooms will be; seonghwa and hongjoong in 501, wooyoung, san and mingi in 502, yeosang and jongho in 503 and lastly, yunho and mn in 504."

jongho—who sat next to you—giggled as he scrolled on his phone. "what's funny?" you blinked at the man as he turned to face you. he put a hand next to his mouth, "yunho asked the staff to put him in the same room with you,

he wouldn't shut up about it and he was annoying the staff for like, the entire day until he gave in." you blinked in surprise, "gosh, that guy is always doing the craziest things ever...."

you pull out your phone as you scrolle through twitter, the hashtag #YUNMN trending as of now. you scroll through, most of them being recorded videos of you and yunho today at the concert.

yunmn_stan: AHHHHH YUNHO HOLDING ONTO HIS MN MADE ME TEAR UP,,,HES LITERALLY MNS PUPPY ATP🥹🥹🥹 [video attachment] #YUNMN

↳yuyus.wrld: FR LIKE LOOK AT THEM IM SO SOFT FOR YUNMN IM SOBBING RN [attached image]

↳bunbunmn: #MN come get ur mans rn pls🗣️[attached image]

luvlyteez: HALAZIA PERFORMANCE WAS SO LIT LOOK AT THE WAY YUNHOS GRIPPING HIS MAN😵CHILL OUT BROTHER AINT NOBODY TAKING HIM FROM U DAMN [attached video] #YUNMN

↳hala.yunmn: MY SOUL LEFT MY BODY WHEN I WATCHED THEIR PART LIKE JDKDJDKFLG

↳lee_halateez: SOULMATES‼️SOULMATE‼️

↳mnmain: CAN WE TALK ABOUT HIS. FRONT FLIP. IN PLATFORMS. ON STAGE???🤧🤞🏻

↳finding_mn: ITS A 4TH GEN MAIN DANCER THING NOBODY DOES IT LIKE MN😋

↳mnverse_: #MN IM SO PROUD OF U BABY!!!

you giggle to yourself as you scroll through the sweet posts all about you and yunho. for some reasons it made you feel all warm inside.

you were about to put your phone down until you heard a notification. picking up your phone once again, your screen lights up as a message is shown:

my gentle giant🫶🏻: missing u :(

you look across the room to see yunho jutting his bottom lip out, looking at you sadly with those cute puppy eyes. you internally coo at him as you blew him a kiss, he perked up and caught it with his hand, putting your imaginary kiss into his pocket, making you laugh.

"alright mn, you can get changed and head to the hotel now! good work today!" you thanked your makeup artist and grabbed your duffle-bag before heading into the changing rooms.

yunho sighed and slumped deeper into his seat, "minji~ please hurry! i wanna go see my nn..." yunho's makeup artist—minji—only let out a breathy laugh as she wiped the remaining lipstick from his lips.

"you must like him a lot." yunho couldn't help but let a tiny smile peek out from his lips, "he's just... perfect to me." minji smiles as she throws the wet tissue away.

"well, we're done so you can go to your lover!" she says gingerly as she bid him goodbye. yunho immediately rushing into the changing stalls to get changed.

yunho was attached to your hip the entire car ride. he was rambling on and on about how well you did during the performance today as you only hummed and nodded your head,

"what about yourself?" he blinks in confusion, looking up at you from his position on your shoulder. you sigh, "yun, you can't just always talk go on about me, what about you?"

yunho doesn't reply, he only buried himself deeper into your shoulder, closing his eyes, trying so hard to bite back his smile. that's right, you always put me first. that's why i like you so much.

upon arriving at the hotel, you quickly got off the car with yunho as he bounces in excitement. you raise a questioning brow at him, "what are you so excited about?" his eyes drift off to hongjoong, who was checking in and grabbing the keycards for each room.

the man squeals and runs over to him, leaving you with question marks above your head. wooyoung throws an arm around your shoulder while shaking his head, "that guy is just head over heels for you." you roll your eyes and flick his forehead, making him wince and whine,

"no he's not. we're just best friends, of course he's all over me." wooyoung smirks and raises his brows, "oh but tonight," he leans in your ear, "you guys are gonna get spicy~!" you blush and push him off, covering your ear. "yah, jung wooyoung!" he laughs and runs off.

"gosh, that kid is absolutely insane!" you sigh in horror before you walk over to the lounge where the others were, collecting their keycards. seonghwa sees you and teases, "oh yunho, your lover is here for you!"

the others giggle as yunho—who was at the water station, drinking from his paper cup—tosses the water down his throat and throws the cup to god knows where before charging at you.

you let out a yelp as he sweeps you into his arms, carrying you bridal style. you hold on to his neck as you hit his back, "yah! what's going on with you today!?"

yunho's face turns serious as he faces hongjoong, "hyung, our keycard please." hongjoong internally sweat-dropped as yunho opened his mouth, signalling hongjoong to place the keycard between his teeth.

the members watch as a deranged yunho carry you happily to your hotel room, tripping a few times in the process. "they're probably gonna fuck tonight-" wooyoung yelps as jongho hit his head, "even if they do, that's none of your business." hongjoong adjusts his bag over his shoulder,

"nono, he's right. we are definitely not getting any sleep tonight so buckle up crew." seonghwa giggles as yeosang and jongho sigh in sadness, departing to their own room, which was right by yours.

yunho adjusts his hold on you as he reaches to place the keycard on the door, unlocking it with a 'beep'. he giggles excitedly, throwing himself onto the queen sized bed.

"it's a single bed?" you untied your hair from your ponytail, "yeah! aren't you excited to..." he trails off as he watches you bite the hairtie between your teeth and put your hair up into a nice bun at the top of your head, tying it tightly.

you go over and cup his face gently, "why are you looking me like that? are you okay?" yunho's face heats up, smiling as he cups your hands. "i'm okay, i saw your face today so i'm okay."

you tsked before flicking his forehead, "stop being so sappy and help me with the luggage." you turn around to pull the large suitcase—which the staff helped drop off by the door—inside, yunho scrambled from the bed to help you place it horizontally.

he pulled out some clothes and skincare products as you laid on the bed, letting out a deep sigh. "platforms." you muttered, yunho turning his head, "what did you say?"

"the platforms i performed in today." "what about them?" you smile at the ceiling, "they were so damn nice." he smiles brightly before throwing himself on top of you on the bed, squeezing you tightly.

"you're so cute! i'll get you new ones, so don't worry!" he rubs his cheek against yours as you whine, "yah, jeong yunho get off me!" he lands a fat kiss on your cheek as you groan in 'disgust'.

"i'll get off if you promise to give me kisses later!" you giggle, "stop that, go shower!" you shove him playfully as he buries his face in the crook of your neck, "i'll go if you promise first!"

you stroke his hair gently, "fine, but be quick. i need to shower too." he looks up at you for a second before sprinting into the bathroom, going back to get his clothes. "you better keep your promise, nn!"

you laugh as he disappears into the bathroom. hearing a knock at the door, you shout out, "coming!" you jog to the door and open it, seeing jongho stand at the other side.

"what's good?" you ask, ruffling his hair. "aish, stop that," he smiles and swats your hands away, "don't be too loud tonight," he raises his brows continuously in a teasing manner, "what are you talking about?" your forehead creases in confusion.

jongho only smiles as he goes back into his hotel room, just beside yours. you close the door and scratch your head, mumbling to yourself, "what was that about?"

yunho flies out of the bathroom, shirtless and sweatpants as low as they could be. he ruffles his hair with the towel around his neck. you blush and watch as water dripped from his wet hair. the water drop rolls down his collarbone, in between his pecs, his juicy abs, before disappearing in his sweatpants.

you gulp and feel your face heat up. you look back at his hair,smiling as it reminded you of a golden retriever, you were caught in thought as you impulsively walk towards him, eyes never leaving his hair.

"mn, what's wrong?" before he could speak, you went on your tip-toes and pulled his head down, playing with his wet hair. yunho's eyes travel to your smiling face, "so fluffly..." you mumble to yourself. soon after, you snap out of your trance and retract your hands awkwardly.

"ah... sorry. i'll go shower now." you squeeze his cheek once and gather your things to the bathroom, "don't forget your promise!" yunho says and shoots you a finger heart. you catch it and kiss your fist before closing the bathroom door.

he sits on the bed and starts a live due to boredom. smiling at the rising number of viewers, he greets the atinys through his screen.

"why is your camera off?" he reads out a question, "ah, well i'm not wearing a shirt and also mn's showering." the comments start coming in twice as quick after yunho's little comment.

"are you rooming with mn?" he reads another question, "yes! i'm so excited to spend the night with him- ah, not in that way!" the atinys all cheer him on and hope they have a good night.

"guys it's not like that!" he laughs and buries his face in the pillows in embarrassment, "stop... please!" he giggles as his face reddens, "i- i can't breathe!"

he wipes the tears in the corner of his eyes before reading more comments. "did you have a good time today?" he reads, "yes i did! i was so impressed with mn's dancing even in platforms, sometimes i forget that he's a man."

he chats with the atinys for a few more minutes until he hears the blow dryer turn on. "ah, mn's probably done with his shower, i'll chat with you soon! byebye!"

he softly knocks on the bathroom door, going in after hearing it unlock. you brushed through your wet hair, drying it with the blow dryer. yunho bit his lip as he stands in the doorway, leaning against it.

he eyes your figure; dressed in a cute, oversized t-shirt. his eyes trailed lower and feels his heartbeat quicken at the sight of your tight sleep shorts underneath, almost completely hidden by your shirt.

"...ho, yunho!" he blinks a few times before focusing his eyes back on your bare face. "hm?" you flick his forehead, making him groan and hold his forehead, "i told you to go put on a shirt, didn't i?"

putting down the blow dryer, you brush your hair a few times before walking out of the bathroom, with yunho following. "you're gonna catch a cold!" you scoff at the sight of him whining and stomping his feet. "but i want my kisses first!"

you roll your eyes and check your phone for a second, "are you a child?" "you promised!" he pouted, sitting at the edge of the bed. "are you seriously mad at me?" you sat on the bed as you tried looking at him. he only turned the other direction and crossed his arms around his chest, you sigh.

"fine, c'mere." you stretch your arms out as his facade immediately falters, launching himself onto you. you giggle at the man, stroking his soft hair. yunho had his head in your neck with his arms wrapped tightly around your waist. your arms were slung over his shoulders, playing with his hair.

he sat up and leaned against the headboard, throwing your legs over his lap. you two stayed in the position for a quiet few seconds before he spoke up, "can i have those kisses now?"

you giggle at the adorable man-child below you. cupping his soft cheeks in your hands, you pecked his nose. "of course, pup." he smiled at the nickname, pushing his face closer to yours.

you cup his cheeks and began peppering his face with light kisses. you swore his cheeks would start hurting due to how much he had been smiling, "you're gonna pull a muscle if you keep smiling like that." you giggle at the golden retriever, "i can't help it, you just make me feel so happy." his eyes literally and figuratively sparkling as he stares at you.

he gently caresses the bags under your eyes, frowning. "why... do you even like me so much?" you smile apologetically at the taller. he ignored your question and kisses your eye, "yah! stop that, ew!!" you gag jokingly, "you need to sleep more! look at your eye bags."

you laugh at his pouting face, "you sound like my mom right now!" you begin laughing. yunho doesn't react, only staring mesmerisingly into your eyes. he suddenly pulls you into his lap. you yelp and grip onto his neck, noses almost touching.

he strokes your thighs softly. fingers tingling as your body hair that tickles at his fingers. you feel your heart almost beating out of your chest as you nervously fiddle with the hair on his nape.

"i like you so much because," he pauses and boops your noses together, "you're perfect to me." your eyes began to water as you played with his hair, "everything you do is so... amazing to me.

you work so hard and do so well. you always put me and the members before yourself. you force the maknaes to bed knowing how hard they worked, yet you spend the next five hours practicing until you can't even move anymore."

you lean in just a little more and he connects your lips immediately. your emotions take over you as a tear falls from your eye. he breaks the kiss, lips still hovering over each other.

he whispers softly, "you're so selfless, so caring, so loving, so hardworking. and i love that about you," you let out a quiet sob as he pecks your lip, "no, scratch that. i'll love you no matter what."

you pull away from him, sobbing into your hands. no one's ever acknowledged you like this before. not like your members didn't, you were humble about it. you learnt to always nod and agree even if you didn't, say 'thank you' even if you didn't mean it.

your entire life was always black and white, until yunho came. when you first joined kq, you were unlikable. at first, the members didn't like you cause of your normalcy, they hated how you didn't even try to prove that you wanted to do this, that you wanted to debut.

but yunho, this fanatic man followed you like your own puppy, assisted you when needed, and was your shoulder to cry on. yunho's always made you like this, so dramatic, so emotional, so... weird. you felt weirdly happy with him. he satisfied all your needs and you satisfied all his needs.

he was the reason you took the first step and came out of your shell, learned to love and to receive love. he was there ever since you could remember, there for all the good and bad. kissed you when you cried and you reciprocated. you were perfect for each other. no matter as members, friends, best friends, or even... lovers.

he tried pulling your hands away but you wouldn't budge, only burying yourself into the crook of his neck. "nn, look at me please." he brushed through your hair with his fingers, "n-no, this is so embarrassing..." you sniffled. you could feel how hot your face was, and you were sure yunho could too.

he kissed the top of your head, "but it's true, i do love you." "stop saying that." he giggled, "your hair smells so nice, what shampoo do you use?" you snort before hitting his chest lightly, "i can't believe you," you pull away, wiping your wet cheeks as he coos at you, "i'm crying my eyes out for you and you ask me what shampoo i use?"

you try to act mad but can't help the small smile pulling the corners of your lips up. he laughs as you hit him on the head this time, "but it's true! i love you, i love you so much mn."

he pulls you towards him again, peppering your face with kisses. "i've loved you for so long, you have no idea." you squish his cheeks, "then tell me, since when?" "ever since we first became friends when we were trainees-"

"WHAT" you cup his face, jaw dropping all the way to the hotel lobby. "no way! no way- for that long?" your eyes water as he only nods as he stares at you with so much love in his eyes. god he never stops staring at me, does he?

you pull him in for another kiss, full of passion and lust. it soon turns into a full makeout session as you gently grind on his lap, moaning softly into the kiss.

he groans, gripping your waist tightly. his body on fire as he kissed you passionately, kissed you with everything he's got; years and years of pining, silently watching. but now, he's going to have you all to himself.

you both scramble to remove your shirt, throwing it in some corner of the hotel room you couldn't even bother to glance at. teeth clattering against each other as the room fills with the lust and love held in your kisses and your touch.

yunho was the first to pull away, staring at your half-naked body like he had never seen anything like it before. if he had to describe you in one word it would be, god. he would worship you always and forever, put food in front of your shrine and pray for your blessing and touch.

your breath hitched when he kissed down your jawline, all the way to your stomach. you held onto him the entire time, weird feelings invading your body, almost making you cry. he kissed your body with so much tenderness, like you would break with just the tiniest touch, which was true.

he kissed at your neck, littering your skin with dark purple marks, marks that showed that you were his, and only his. he muttered words of praises against your neck, hands gently rubbing circles at your waist, kneading the soft flesh.

you let out a breathy moan with tears streaming down your face, you've never felt like this before. this overwhelming feeling of being loved and wanted, yunho pining over you for years, loving your body and satisfying all your cravings.

he stopped and looked up, eyes softening at the tears glowing beneath the dim light of the room, "why," he stroked your cheek gently as he rubbed his against yours, "don't cry love. i'll love you even after tonight, to the moon and back." tears streamed deon your face again as he captures your lips in a loving kiss. this time he takes all the time in the world, tongue exploring every corner of your mouth, tasting every different flavour of your mouth.

yunho knew how sensitive you were to feelings, especially love. you've never felt so cared and loved for as your family was strict, never caring when you cried and only told you to stand up and continue walking. he made you feel all sorts of ways, making the black and white in your life blend together, and even adding his own colours to yours too.

you pulled away, trailing your hands along the bulky muscles of his shoulders, all the way to his hands, intertwining yours with his. your eyes lingered over his muscular torso while a light blush splattered across your cheeks. yunho giggled and teased, "like what you see?" your eyes widen as you rip your gaze from his beautiful chest, "n-no, i was just looking..."

yunho snorted, it had only been the recent few years when you fully freed yourself of the chains your family put on you. even atinys began revolting against your family, supporting you to the best of their abilities.

yunho glanced to the clock on the wall, seeing the shorter hand hit '1', signalling pst midnight. he gently laid you on the bed and began removing his sweats, "i don't wanna waste any more time... i promise this'll be the best experience of your life." he eagerly pull your shorts down, you stare at him, picturing a golden retriever as his face. you smiled and pecked his cheek,

he smiled happily as he lubed you up, thrusting a finger inside, your body jolted, moaning as his finger curled inside you. yunho left butterfly kisss up your abdomen, "you're so tight... so cute." he smiled as he put in another finger, rubbing against your soft walls.

you quivered at the new feeling, body getting increasingly sensitive with each time he touched your special spot, almost making you see stars. tugging at his hair gently, yunho gazed at you in a daze, hands never leaving your body. he didn't waste a single minute as he slurped and sucked your neck while he thrusted and flicked his fingers inside you, making your eyes roll to the back of your head.

"oh... oh my- jesus! ah, yun...!" you moaned softly as he attacked your sensitive spot on your neck, licking and biting at it. "w-wait... you'll leave a mark if you-" you suddenly yelp as yunho bit down on your soft flesh, humming at the feeling. pulling away, he kissed the bite mark and smirked, "now everyone will know who you belong to..." he captures your lips in a heated kiss, "mine," he mumbled into the kiss as your teeth clashed together, "all mine..."

yunho pulled his fingers out, humming in approval before lining his cock with your entrance, excitement gleaming in his eyes. capturing your lips again, he slowly began to push his tip in, groaning at your tightness. "god... baby, relax a bit," he pressed his sweaty forehead against yours, "otherwise you'll cut my dick in half..." you mumbled a soft apology as he held you in his arms lovingly, making small talk so you'll relax a bit.

"remember when you cuddled me and cried cause you were scared i'd be mad at you forever?" yunho whined and buried his head in between your neck and shoulder as you let out a small laugh, "that's not fair! we were still trainees back then, i was young and dumb!" you kissed the top of his head, "it's not dumb, yun. you were adorable!" he blushed at the humiliating memory, cursing himself internally for acting that way.

unbeknownst to you, he had already slipped half of his length into you. distracted by the nice conversation you were having mid-sex, you barely paid any mind to the tingling feeling in your lower region. he pulled himself out of your neck, kissing your sweaty forehead as he tested the waters by slowly thrusting in.

you let out a breathy moan, slowly being filled up by the man who used to cry as you comforted him during a rainstorm. you gently caressed the man's face, "oh yun... i love you so much, do you know that?" yunho bit his lip as tears began to build up in his eyes, "that's- that's all i ever wanted to hear from you..." you smiled and quickly pulled the male into a passionate kiss while he thrusted faster and deeper with each passing second.

moaning into the kiss as you took him, body malfunctioning from the mix of pleasure and pain. yunho groaned as he thrusted harder, hips snapping into you at a monstrous pace, making your body shake as whimpers came out of your mouth.

his tongue ravished inside your mouth, like a man who was starved his entire life. you held onto his shoulders for dear life while his tip brushed against your prostate with each harsh thrust, sending you over the edge.

you moaned in a high-pitch, voice cracking from yunho still thrusting despite your orgasm. "w-wait... i can't, ah!" your body jolted, oversensitive as he abused your hole, even smiling evilly while he did it. you theew your head back as tears rolled down your temples, your beautiful hair sprayed across the hotel bed, creating a beautiful pattern as the colours tangled against each other.

yunho cooed at you while the lewd sounds of skin-slapping echoed through the hotel room, and probably in your member's rooms too. "just a few more, 'kay?" he said in a ragged breath as he kissed your tears away, holding you gently despite the animalistic pace he was going at.

he pressed his forehead against yours as you felt him twitch, signalling that it would be over soon. he groaned and buried his head into the crook of your neck, softly nibbling at the spot he did when you were on stage. "i... i'm close-" he mumbled against your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

you bit your lip, thighs shaking as he gripped you steadily, thrusts slowly becoming messier with each passing minute. yunho mumbled soft praises before slipping his tongue into your mouth again. your tongues danced together as he came, deep into you, burying this memory inside you forever. you came a few seconds after him, body twitching at the hot cum still inside of you.

yunho slipped his cock out, face red as he breathed heavily, you doing the same. he grabbed a towel at the foot of the bed, cleaning you up quietly. afterwards, he switched off the lights and cuddled you, both falling asleep almost immediately with large smiles plastered on your faces, this was probably the best night you ever had.

you cracked your neck both sides as the members were all lounging in the lobby while hongjoong and seonghwa were checking out. wooyoung pulled down your shirt just a bit mor, revealing the purple flowers that decorated your neck. you swat his hand away immediately, "what do you think your doing?"

"hyung," wooyoung put a hand over his open mouth, "is that... a hickey?" san sprung up from his seat behind you two, "A WHAT!?" you tucked your head between your shoulders as the two almost strangled you, trying to tug down your shirt as you scolded them, mingi laughing and recording on his phone while jongho and yeosang only sharing a knowing look before glancing to yunho who was smiling to himself, feeling all giddy like a high school girl.

you sat next to yunho after getting out of that mess, pinching his arm as he cuddled himself into you. "i love you-" you hit his head as jongho smirked at you from across your couch, "later..." you mumbled to the now sulking boy.

you sighed, he was gonna be the death of you…

©BRRRKDSLEK 2023

[dead-dove-yandere]

I miss Smiley and Laura so much. Mainly Laura, who is a girl who reminds me of fans of pop divas, or the crazy obsessed rich K-pop boys or the most exaggerated fans of Justin Bieber. I don't have much idea what I wanted you to write now, as I would be satisfied with everything

Laura gets obsessed so easily, she certainly would be into Kpop or pop divas and stuff like that as you said lol. I hope this drabble is okay!

TW: Stalking, obsession, unhealthy parasocial relationship

“I don’t really get the appeal.” Laura paused as she overheard her coworkers, lurking behind the kitchen door as she eavesdropped. “It’s just a band, you know? And it’s not like their music is all that unique.” Laura gritted her teeth. She didn’t like where this was heading.

“Yeah, well, that’s the point of those sorts of pop groups. Have a range of pretty boys or cutesy girls to choose who to have a crush on and then convince their adoring fans that their love and appreciation can be bought in the form of an album. Kpop does it, boy bands do it, girl groups do it. It’s just the formula of pop music.” The bakery was empty of customers, a slow day in the middle of the work week, and Laura’s coworkers were leaning against the counter as they chatted. Laura was meant to be taking stock in the fridge, but she was too invested now in listening to what her coworkers had to say about her beloved band. She could feel her face growing hotter as she pursed her lips.

“Yeah. I guess you’re right. Whatever sells more records, I guess,” the first coworker agreed. Laura trembled as she fought the urge to butt into the conversation. How dare they be so cynical about your work. She listened to every song religiously, and she knew that what they said couldn’t be true. Those songs had real meaning, and they were so perfectly polished and mastered. She knows you’d never put out a song that was just a cash grab, right?

“The music doesn’t bother me so much. It’s catchy and all. What creeps me out is the way they act around fans, you know?”

“You mean like, pretending to give a crap about them?”

“Yeah, exactly. Forcing smiles at meet and greets, deliberately not looking in any one direction so every fan thinks they’re looking straight at them, saying how much they love all these people they’ve never met. I mean, it’s manipulative.” Laura felt a hot stream of tears pouring down her face as she shook with anger. You’d never do such a thing to her, because you really did love her, and you did look her at her that fateful day at the concert. She knew it was real, it had to be real!

“I guess Laura’s just too naive to realise that it’s all manufactured. Or we’re too cynical.” Both of them chuckled, and Laura stormed off unnoticed, going back to the walk in fridge to continue taking stock. She seethed as she made note of everything, pressing her pencil so hard against the paper that the lead snapped and pinged into a corner, rendering the pencil useless. She groaned in frustration and tried to wipe her tears away with the sleeves of her chef’s jacket. Her stupid coworkers didn’t know anything. She knew you loved her, that you were soulmates. She knew that you wouldn’t just let some marketing team mix up songs for you with no care for it as art. She pulled out her phone and looked at the picture of you she’d slipped into the back of her clear phone case. If only you were here now - everything would be fine. You’d wipe her tears away and probe that you did care. She found a clear spot to lean against, and she let her mind wander, tuning out of reality and her work and daydreaming instead about the one dream she wishes would come true; for you to come into her bakery, immediately smitten with her, and whisk her away from all her problems.

Dividers Credit: See Pinned Post

[giuliadesu]

𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨 | han jisung

kpop | giuliadesu

fem!reader ⍛ hurt/comfort; depression, insecurity, anxiety ⍛ 1k w

volcano by han

sometimes, being friends with jisung was hard. it didn’t have to do with the fact that he was an idol known worldwide, often busy with promotions and concerts, no. after knowing and witnessing firsthand some of the darkest days in his life, you made it a point to never show him your weakest side, the one prone to depression and self-loathing; you didn’t want him to worry over your wellbeing when he needed to focus on his own things to be happy. you tried your best to be a little ball of sunshine whenever you spent time together, allowing the boy to either bask in the warmth you hoped to give him, or to soak it up whenever the darkness started creeping up on him.

but it was hard nonetheless, especially when you were the one being dragged back into the darkest recesses of your mind.

you had been back in seoul for a coupe of months now, after spending half a year abroad for a job opportunity, and jisung decided to drop by to finally spend some time together — it had been far too long for his likings.

he noticed something was off whenever you called or facetimed, yet the idea of asking you directly never seemed good; after all, the last thing he wanted was to make you uncomfortable.

now that you were home, though, jisung decided that the best way to deal with whatever was going on through that pretty head of yours was cuddling while watching your favourite anime. maybe he was being a bit selfish, but he missed his little sunshine.

“do you think it’s okay to be this insignificant?”

your voice was muffled from where you were resting against his chest. jisung glanced down, noticing how your small hands were tightened up into small balls over his hoodie.

“but you are not insignificant.”

he felt your body become tense against his, yet silently waited for the rest of the rant he hoped would come.

“… not being able to get a job, dropping out of university, being stuck inside this body and in this life — it’s not much of an accomplishment or stuff to be proud of.”

he stayed silent, carefully considering what you’d just shared. why did you never tell him any of this? was this the reason why you where so thin now, compared to when he dropped you off at the airport all those months ago? had you been starving yourself because of stress and depression?

“at the end of the day, the people around you are not going to care about all that, you know?”

he perceived anger boiling through you.

“but i do. at the end of the day, i am the one having to deal with all of this-”

“-and you are so, so, so strong for that.”

he smiled and cupped your cheeks, forcing you to look at him. the sight of your pretty eyes rimmed in red from the tears you were holding back was painful, he could feel his heart clench.

“you don’t even know how proud i am of you. you still made it through, you are making it through!”

one tear, then another; one sniffle, then another. crying in front of han wasn’t on your to do list for the day, yet the sincerity of his words and the warmth of his gaze cut right through your heart. you buried your face in the crook of his neck, holding him tight. he held you back with equal strength, allowing your trembling body to shake all it wanted.

“i’m sorry for not realising sooner what was going on, i should’ve taken a plane to reach you when i started suspecting something was off. but you are not alone, ‘kay? please, rely on me! i want to be by your side when you’re feeling like this, i want to help you see the beauty in and around you. i- i want to make you happy…”

you could feel your heart stop, then beating again like crazy. why did he have to say something like that now of all times?!

“it’s not your fault, ji… i just shut off everyone, i felt ashamed of my own feelings and responsible for all that was going on. i kept wondering how someone like you could stand to be around me, i mean, look at you! a successful music producer and idol, an all-rounder in your field, an amazing person… you could have literally anyon-”

“-but i want you. i am the person i am now because you were by my side when everything went dark. you were my sun, you embraced all my scars and imperfections, turning the tide so that all my cons are pros now. you were next to me when i had panic attacks, you were hugging me whenever i was crying. how could i love someone else the way i love you?”

you finally looked up. his eyes were glossy, shining from a flutter of emotions.

“like a volcano, love at a temperature that can melt when touched take me to you, way below to the end of the ground it’s okay if everything burns down even if i go back hundred of times, my choice is always you, so i can melt into you hug my body even if it hurts, it’s okay among the cold and harsh waves i need your heat, you are my volcano”

“that song was for you. i wrote it with you in mind all those years ago when i realised you were more than my best friend.”

he chuckled, stroking your head before moving some strands aways from your face.

“you really are a volcano: you bottle everything up for the longest times, then you explode. sometimes it’s a big event, loud and scary; other times it’s the gentle flow of lava, still scary yet fascinating to look at, with your eyes red with unshed tears.”

his hands found your cheeks again, and you let yourself melt at the contact.

“if i am a volcano, then you are the ground that supports me — anytime, anywhere.”

the kiss was slightly salty from the tears you both let out, but it was perfectly imperfect like the both of you.

i’ll protect you, it’s okay to hurt; i’ll embrace the wounds you shed.

© giuliadesu. please do not copy, translate, use in videos or reupload on other platforms and sites. it is strictly forbidden to feed any part of my content to ai.

[celestialulu]

oooooooo you wanna tell me about nalu kpop au oooooooooooo you wanna tell me about nalu kpop au soooo bad

I feel like this is gonna be hard to do as a lot of the things I thought of bounced off of your ideas lol,, sorry if i accidentally stole ur ideas... anyway heres my thoughts on a nalu kpop au (its gonna be a LONG post i have a LOT of thoughts my baddd):

Well first of all I make a pinterest board for most of the aus I think of, just for a general idea and aesthetic and heres the one i did for that !!

(sorry it may not be that great I just needed some stuff to visualize it lol)

-Honestly i'm indecisive and cannot decide if I would personally put them in a group or if they would be soloists. I do think Lucy would suit being a soloist and it has a lot of potential if she were, reasons like her being from a prestigious family could be interesting with lucy feeling isolated and lonely a lot.

-Following the last point, maybe a lot of people in the industry might not really feel the need to talk to her much or have pre-existing assumptions about her and how she would act.

-Natsu (also a popular idol in the industry) first interacts with Lucy at some award show and he knows of her and loves her songs and performances but in that moment he doesn't really connect the dots and realize it's her, but he knows that she feels familiar for some reason.

-They talk a little and Lucy is surprised as she doesn't speak to many people that aren't staff or management and forced promotional stuff. She's a little awkward and she tends to talk a lot and rant because of that and Natsu thinks she's kinda weird (but in a nice way). They're cut off from that and don't see each other for the rest of the evening.

-Natsu realizes it was Lucy a few days later and no one believes that talked with her.

-They become close friends after being tasked to do a collab stage performance together.

-They practice a LOT, of course because they are hard workers but also because they enjoy spending time together and spending time together outside of work would cause rumors.

-The pure tension they have while practicing some of the moves for the performance.

-Natsu getting hit on the head of how attractive Lucy is after they go all out in one of their final practice sessions when shes sweaty, hair completely sticking out everywhere and wearing comfy baggy clothes which she wore for the purpose of practicing. (and also vice versa for Lucy)

-Natsu and Lucy looking hot (and cute) as fuck on a magazine cover photoshoot together.

-And alternatively, Natsu or Lucy looking hot as fuck for a solo magazine photoshoot and the other seeing it and having their own crisis.

-After the collab stage they aren't able to hang out or meet, even though Natsu has tried to on his on accord but his management has to make sure he doesn't, and although Lucy also misses hanging out with him she doesn't want any rumors to circulate and Natsu makes it his mission to try and find her at any event she might also be attending.

-They text and call a lot. Natsu often gets teased by others because of how much he smiles and laughs while texting Lucy.

-Natsu sends Lucy pictures of ANYTHING that has her on it in public. (posters, magazines, billboards etc etc)

-Natsu and Lucy start to hang out again after Lucy accidentally gets a little tipsy at some event and it's a casual event so Natsu is able to be the one to take Lucy home.

-Then starts the secret meetups, them dressing up in disguises and heavy clothing to even travel to somewhere private like each others home.

-Natsu has the most HIDEOUS disguises btw and Lucy tries to act peeved but she can't help but smile at the silly disguises.

-Lucy attends one of his tour concerts, she wears a bright ribbon in her hair she knows he's seen her wear before hoping he might see her in the audience. He texts her excitedly after the concert asking if she was really there.

-Natsu gifts Lucy matching friendship jewelry for her birthday (could be a necklace or bracelet but for this I like the idea of a necklace more) They both wear them 24/7.

-they hide it for a LONG time… like we're talking MONTHS and then they accidentally slip up and one day people find paparazzi pics of each where the matching jewelry is seen.

-Then they get CRAZY dating rumors like it is EVERYWHERE…

-Lucy is freakinggg the fuck out and Natsu just feels bad because Lucy is so anxious, he couldn't really care less about the public thinking Lucy is his gf but he does get it as rumors like this can damage a career and he knows that.

-They keep silent and carry on as though nothing happened and the rumors sort to die down after a while but theres still those odd few people who believe in it.

-Lucy doing a sexy cunty stage performance on a big big show, and Natsu is attending in the audience and someone slyly filmed his reaction where he is very visibly stunned and very confused about his feelings for her. It circulates social media a lot.

-Lucy sees this video but makes herself believe he isn't into her like that.

-Natsu acts completely indifferent to the video so people won't ask him about it.

-As much as most people would act like he doesn't know Lucy at all after the rumors, on tv shows he doesn't hesitate to sing or dance to her songs publicly.

-People notice how much Natsu and Lucy are very comfortable with each other, teasing and arguing endearingly with each other on a reality tv show.

-They start hanging out publicly without caring after this.

-Them writing lyrics about each other in songs, and Lucy is VERY angsty and poetic about it.

-Lucy getting drunk and asking Natsu "What would we be if we weren't this?"

-Natsu thinks she means career wise, and starts to think of what he would be if he wouldn't be an idol. She clarifies she meant them as in their relationship with each other. He can't answer.

-After that, it's a little awkward. Natsu doesn't know if she remembers. She does. But she doesn't dare act like she does.

-It gets a bit more crazy as they are asked to do another collab stage together after the success of the last one. They accept because, yknow, its like the best way for them to hang out privately without crazy disguises and the like.

-As if the last collab performance was bad enough without the choreography being an average dance this one is WAY WORSE. a lot more contact. a lot more closeness.

-The ending pose of the performance is Lucy laying on the floor and Natsu leaning over her.

-One day, they practice for HOURS straight trying to get it right and perfect the dance. After going all out, and in the ending pose Natsu is looking down at Lucy's messy hair and flushed face and her wide eyes. He kisses her.

-They ditch practicing for the evening and end up making out in the dance practice room for a while.

-Their new collab stage gets leaked when Lucy breaks her ankle and carries her down the street fast as FUCK where there's a really close hospital nearby. He feels bad as they have been practicing so much as an excuse to hangout with each other.

-They basically become "official" after that, but still try and keep it secret from the public. It kinda falls apart after pictures come out where Natsu clearly has a hastily wiped lipstick mark on his cheek and Lucy's neck is littered with hickeys.

-People connect the dots with Natsu and Lucy acting insufferable with each other in public, Natsu cheering his lungs out and supporting Lucy so loudly, and Lucy likewise but a little more restrained than him.

-Natsu once went viral for punching someone trying to get too close to Lucy.

-They never officially state they're together but they don't hide it as much after a while and then in the future one day it comes out that they're literally engaged.

-They have the cutest wedding pics ever and Lucy plays a song she wrote about him before they got together at their wedding.

-Then they're happily supporting each other's activities as a married couple, Natsu commenting and reposting everything Lucy posts and being very loud about her comebacks. Lucy is the same.

This is long as fuck and there's probably so many other things to say but this ended up basically being a whole as story instead of odd headcanons this probably makes ZERO sense. my bad. hope you enjoy anyway <3

[sanest-bsd-delegate]

Helloww~ Sorry to bother you, i don't know if i can request,but i love how you writing so much!! and can i request:

Y/n is famous KPop idol in the world,especially in Japan (Because She was born in Japan) , and she is Mori daughter,but no one know about it,until one day she come back to japan from Korean to hold a concert in Japan and her fans already waiting for her in the airport. in the other place Mori already knew about it and he wants to pick up and protect Y/n when she comes from fans ,bcs he know her fans very many and crazy for her,and he asked his trusted executives and Mafioso (Like Dazai Chuuya, akutagawa,black lizard or more if you want) to protect her. at first he did not tell his subordinates who is the person they want to pick up thats make them anoyed and curious why so many people at the airport, until Y/n comes and greet Mori to make them shock ( you can make the conversation until they get in the car when they protect y/n from her fans hehe). at the end Mori tell his subordinates to protect Y/n too while at the concert because he dont trust Y/n bodyguard. and the rest story you can add if you want.

(I don't know if this make sense, good or not, bcs this idea keep come from my mind so long ago But I still don't have the guts to tell , so if you don't like it you can skip it) Thank you and sorry for that very long sentence🙏❤️

✫Evenings, family & roses✫

Summary: Even if you were big and famous, you would still be a kid for them. Masterlist Please look at the request rules in masterlist before requesting. Hii tysm for the request, it was fun brainstorming your idea. It might as well as get a part two cause the story is fun to write!

“LN Y/N, the famous Kpop star, seemed to return back to her hometown as the industry seemed to shift more eastwards ... .what are your thoughts on this Mr Otogawa?”

You switched off the tv as you looked at the stuff that was supposed to aid you tomorrow for your stay back in Japan, the place you originated from.

The sun slowly settled at the beautiful city of Seoul, Korea where you resisted. Tomorrow you will be back home, in the same room where you were raised from and at the same place where your first music career started.

The house here you resisted was nice but it wasn't as comfortable as your own home. You missed your home, and for once you decided it was time to return home to meet back people you left.

It wasn't like you were very bonded with your father, rather were disappointed to be adopted by the likes of him, but it was better to be surrounded by people who didn't judge you on your position as they did back her, each person trying to sabotage each other’s way on top. You didn't mind it though, nothing was a fair play and you intended to rise on the top.

Singing was your passion, and you intended it was kept that way.

“Flight SE-234 landed at Yokohama. This is your captain K-”

Standing from the seat, you look around to see the cabinet on board rushing towards the door as the passengers in the economy seat frustratedly pick up their luggage overhead, some yelling and cursing on the way.

'Illiterates' You thought as your manager behind you, Mr Rei picked up your luggage, assisting you on the way to go outside the plane.

Pulling your cap over your head, while you stood dressed  minimalist, you hoped you wouldn't encounter any crazy fans outdoors, despite the fact your bodyguards surrounded you thoroughly, bringing attention more than needed.

“Ms L/N it seems that the hotel you were ought to resist by the company has ran into an issue thus I would be assigning you further-”

“No need to run errands Mr Rei, this is my hometown I have got it-”

“OMG IS THAT Y/N L/N?” “OMG Y/N LOOK HERE PLEASE SIGN-” “MARRY ME Y/N” “LOVE YOUR SONGS Y/N”

Sighting, you half  smiled at the fans that encircled your bodyguards around, as you desperately tried to move from the crowd, covering your face more as the paparazzi seemed to hounder you more.

You finally were able to reach outside the departure gate of the airport, when almost everyone screamed your name, madness over them as they wore the merchandise with your face.

You started to despite your face. Everywhere you see, you could see yourself staring at you smiling through the fake curtains to hold onto the happiness you persuade.

“HERE” A man with Aubergine eyes shouted, as he desperately held a little girl in his arms, while the men around him looked at you in half in annoyance, and half in glee.

‘It isn't even an hour yet and he dropped up here’ you thought, as you took your luggage from your bodyguard, and headed towards the man, grumbling in annoyance. You didnt care what the paparazzi thought, afterall he was only known to be a physician by the common man, unaware of his true crime he worked for.

“Why the hell are there so many people here, what is the meaning of this?” A gingerhead asked his boss, who was currently gleaming on seeing you return back home.

“I think it's fascinating to see people being crazy over some other human” 

“Shut up, says the one who doesn't even value his own live”

“Boys, behave” The aubergine eyed man said, staring at their soul before he nodded at the black haired boy behind him not before noticing your stare at their side.

Suddenly, a black shadow-like black, thread-like substance gripped the sides of your shirt, lifting you up almost faster than the speed of light, and in the blink of an eye you were inside a car surrounded by people you just saw.

“WHAT THE FU- oh, its you” You spoke as you saw the man in the passenger seat glaring at the rear mirror, before saying “Welcome back Y/N”

So much for a warm welcome. 

Suddenly your phone started to ring, to which the young adult sitting beside you picked it up, his face half covered with bandages, as he seemed so bright it could have broken the studio lights itself.

 “Moshi Moshi, Just picking up to inform you that Y/N is safe and sound, isn't it right Y/N?”

Looking at the call id, not before glaring at the boy, you answered, “yEAH, Mr Rei, it's just a warm family way, Don't worry I would be their at 8 to start the show, please repress the paparazzi whoever recorded the scene, THANK YOU BYE”

You ended the call, as you suddenly realised that your luggage seemed to be missing. 

“Don't worry Y/N-san, We got your suitcase with us”

“Who brought it?”

“Oh it's just my subordinate doing his duty, still reckless and I am sorry he created such a scene at the airport.” he said  pointing at the boy at the back of the car, who looked like he was shoved at the back along with the luggage.

Guess, it was going to be a long journey.

“The heck- who the hell even are you?” A gingerhead beside you questioned, as he used his ability to make people float away from the car they were sitting in. 

“Figure it out yourself” you answered, as you held your face between your arms sighing yet again in disappointment, as your fans desperately covered the car up. 

“Home sweet home” you whispered to yourself, as your stuff laid in front of you on the bed you once slept on.

A knock at your door stopped your train of thoughts.

“Come in” You shouted, half throwing your stuff to make sure your room looked half decent. 

“So you really did came back darling” 

“Kōuyōu! It's you!” you half screamed as you ran towards her to hug her. She was like the mother you never had, her voice always coated with sweetness and supportiveness, her hugs giving the best comforts and her scent so sweet and pure like roses.

“Oh my, look how much you have bloomed darling,” Kouyou said, as she patted your head smiling, “Your presence is very much needed at the office darling, better not waste more time now?”

 You nodded your head as you followed her behind, before closing the door behind you.

“Y/N welcome home sweetheart” 

That the first thing you hear from your so-called father like figure

“Hello, Mori”

“Uh ugh, my little girl really got ruined by going outside the bounds of this building” Mori said, as he shook his head in disapproval, smiling a little.

“WHAT!?” Chuuya shouted, as he received a slap from Dazai who complained how loud he shouted, making him almost dead, to which their quarrel begin to play on an endless casket loop.

“Uh guys?” You said, "Its me!”, waving your arms to get attention

“Why am I here?” you asked, raising your eyebrow.

“Ah Y/N Darling it's glad you asked,” Mori said, as he walked towards the boys who seemed to quiet down. Placing his hands on their shoulder, “These boys here will be aiding you to your so called dream concert till further due”

“What? I told you I don't need any aid from you, besides I already have well trained guards from the company itself. I already broke rules by staying here” you spoke, each time your voice raising.

“But dear-”

“NO”

“You and I both know this, don't we?” Mori said, his eyes boring into yours, staring at your soul, “I don't think so I need to explain myself anymore. These are going to be your bodyguard replacement if you like it or not.”

You could do nothing but nod your head in disapproval. Fighting your own father figure was a difficult task. It gets intense if he is a mafian boss.

Suddenly, you hear someone shouting ‘Rintarou’ Mori nervously chucked, “Now why don't you boys go and show Y/N the new Port Mafia upgrades!” Mori spoke up, pushing all three out the door now. 

“Y/N remember, your father is port mafia boss, and you would get involved in a game you don't want”

That was the last words of your father before he shuts the door at your face along with the other boys, whose name was yet to be discovered.

So you might have seen, I kind of twisted the story idea, because i personally feel some scenarios may be to much ooc for me to write. Sorry to disappoint you though if the ff didn't turn out as expected! Idm mind long para req, lmao it makes me feel loved. Plus, if you have more ideas, my asks and submissions are always open for discussion

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

Day 21: New Discovery

inspired by this art on pinterest!

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𝖑𝖊𝖊: Jisung

𝖑𝖊𝖗: Chan, Minho, and Jeongin

𝖙𝖜: my brainrot on the frickin shirt, the art isn’t mine

𝖙𝖆𝖌𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @dandyboyseungmo @leeknowstan33 @vale-143@wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday

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Jisung winked up at the crowd as they screamed for him. 

The outfit he was wearing today was sure to drive the STAYs absolutely mad, he knew.

The white button up would certainly be weird on its own, but paired with the pants and the bolera, the top looked great. 

The holes in the shirt showed off his upper waist and belly button, with two straps coming from the bottom. 

Jisung was just waiting for the internet to blow up. He loved the outfit, the members loved the outfit, and he was so ready. 

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After the concert was over, Hannie headed backstage to change, but caught the sight of 3 of his members staring at him. 

“Woah.” Minho said. 

Jisung looked all over himself. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. 

Jeongin walked up to him. “I knew your waist was small but hyung? It’s so cute-ahh” He commented with a poke to the older’s belly button. 

Hannie let out a loud squeak. The entire room fell silent. 

“No way.” Lee Know smirked evilly. 

“You’re ticklish?” Chris practically shrieked at the new discovery, immediately running over to the quokka and latching onto his sides. 

Jisung squealed before bursting into loud giggles, squirming and slapping at Chan’s wrists. 

When all three members surrounded the defenseless ace, he knew he was screwed. 

“C-Cmon! You know i’m ticklish!” Han whined as he tried to use his hands to cover up the holes.  

Minho immediately latched onto one, digging his fingers into the ace’s upper ribs. 

“AGGHAHAHA!” Jisung immediately raised his arm to slap the invading hand, but a quick poke to his armpit had his arm slamming down yet again. 

Jeongin immediately aimed for the other hole, drilling his finger in and relishing in the loud cackles the older produced. 

Hannie almost bent over completely, overwhelmed by the bare tickles to his waist. 

Chan poked a singular finger into his belly button. 

Jisung immediately slammed his arms into himself and screamed loudly, trying his hardest to catch one pair of hands.

“AGHANOHOHO! IHIHIT’S BAHAD IHIHIT’S BAHAHAHAD STOHOHOHOP!” 

When Minho and Jeongin involved another hand each, poking into his stomach near his sides, Jisung felt like he was actually going to ascend. 

“HEHEY! NO NOHOHOT THEHEHERE AHAHAHA!” He wrapped his arms around himself and sank to the ground, knees buckling. 

The scribbles to his bare, sensitive skin were unbelievably ticklish, and increasingly unbearable. 

“Ihihit’s tooho muHUHUHUCH! LEE MINHO!” Hannie screeched as Minho’s lips connected to his skin, blowing raspberry after raspberry onto the warmth. 

“AHAHAHA NAHHOHOHO IHIHAAAHHAH PLEHEHAA!” Jisung’s screaming was incoherent as he fell backwards into Channie’s lap, tears falling down his face as Lee Know’s lips only followed. 

When he felt nibbles teasingly tasering his sides, Jisung absolutely howled with laughter, slapping at the older’s head as he tried to stop the buzzing sensations.

“I CAHAHANT TAHAHAKE IHIHIT!”

Soon enough however, Hannie knew he couldn’t handle it anymore, and screeched one last time before falling into silent laughter. 

Minho let up, laughing at how hard Jisung panted. 

“Sorry Hannie. It was a discovery and we couldn’t miss a chance, plus you and your waist are so cute and prettyyyy!”

The ace could feel his face going bright red, and he coughed awkwardly as he stood up to leave. 

“You all are meanies-”  He commented before racing out of there, three boys right on his tail.

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i hope you enjoyed this fic! have a spooky october! ✨🎃

[taehyungday]

𝗦𝗔𝗦𝗔𝗘𝗡𝗚 - 𝚖.𝚢𝚐.

𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀…𝗒𝗈𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗂 𝗑 𝖿𝖾𝗆!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗋𝖾…𝗒𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗎

𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍…998

I'm still not sure how I ended up here, but I was tethered to a chair in a basement of a building. My lips was also taped, so I couldn't shout for help. I just remember walking back to my apartment after a successful concert a few hours ago when I suddenly felt a great deal of pain in my head region. I turned around to find a masked man with a baseball bat smeared with blood, most likely my blood. I awoke here after that. My head was still aching, therefore I got a headache. I could only hope that my fellow members of my group would come here to look for me. But I knew they didn't call me often because our group didn't have a strong bond. And since this was our final show of the tour, and our record label granted us a two-month vacation thereafter, the chances of my members or managers looking for me were little to none.

Then I heard a pair of footsteps approaching. The cellar door was suddenly opened, showing a really gorgeous man with a poker face staring at me. There were also some other men with him who appeared to be his bodyguards. The man with the poker face approached me and pulled the tape from my mouth.

"I'd been looking forward to this moment for a long time." He stated.

I had no idea what he was talking about, so I began pleading with him to help me escape out of this cellar.

"Please, sir, I have no idea who you are, but don't harm me. Please let me go because I have done nothing wrong. Sir, I beg you."

"Unless you disobey my commands, I will not harm you." You'll be living in the basement until you figure out what your role is in the house. I intend to move you from this basement to my room as soon as you start behaving good. You must sign these papers until then." He remarked this as he threw some papers at me.

"Can you tell me what these documents are about?" I stated.

"Sweetheart, don't ask questions; just do what I say or you'll finish up with a bullet in your skull." He remarked this as he drew his weapon. I was terrified.

"Untie her from the chair, Jason, and provide her a pen." He told his men.

I've never been a big fan of music. Despite the fact that I had a girlfriend who was a member of a Kpop group. Because I was in a mafia gang, I told her to keep our relationship a secret. She didn't even tell her group mates about our affair. She asked me to one of her concerts after that. I opted to go because I didn't have any plans or task. I'm not sure what occurred to me after seeing her. She was simply hypnotic. The way she sang, danced, and laughed was fascinating. I couldn't understand it, but when she walked, everything began to look prettier. Because of her, my cold, dead heart began to beat again. That night, I returned home while just thinking about her, and I slept while her lovely voice echoed in my mind.

I began stalking her from that point on. I began collecting her photographs and glueing them to the wall. I created a room particularly for her, complete with her photographs and artwork. I purchased everything that featured her in a commercial. I even purchased some makeup accessories because she was selling it. My girlfriend began to notice that I was ignoring her. One day she arrived at my mansion and discovered Y/n's room, she was astonished and immediately began wrecking the place. I tried to stop her, but she was deafeningly deafeningly deafeningly deafen After she started spewing nonsense about y/n, my mind became agitated. HOW DARE SHE. That's when I grabbed a nearby wire. Then I strangled her as a result of it.

I alerted the police about her death after she died, and I urged them to cover it up by claiming she had committed suicide. The cops didn't question me because I had power over them.

When the world learned that their beloved idol had committed suicide, they were devastated. They began to lament her death. My darling Y/n was inconsolably wailing. I wanted to wrap my arms around her and comfort her, but I knew it wasn't the proper time.

I couldn't wait any longer after a few months. I couldn't figure out how to love her. But, my God, how much I loved her.

I told my men to kidnap her after a few weeks. That guy, on the other hand, hurt her by striking her in the head. That jerk deserves to perish slowly and painfully. I approached my Y/n after killing him, and just by glancing at her, I could tell she was terrified. What a beautiful young lady she was. I forced her to sign papers transferring her entertainment label to me. Because the ceo was afraid of a mafia, he didn't ask me any more questions regarding the paperwork or the weather-about y/n.

Despite the fact that the fanbase and group members were perplexed as to why y/n departed the group. But I was too engrossed in my alone time with y/n to notice that.

She was a thorn in my side at first, refusing to obey my orders. I began giving her less food and left her completely alone. I didn't even pay her a visit since I wanted to make her feel lonely so she would develop Stockholm syndrome and cherish my company. And that's exactly what occurred; she was pleased to see me. She began pleading with me not to leave. That's how my Y/n figured out her place in the family and began to love me.

[iphone18pham]

i saw your itzy as the love languages (which i loved btw) and i was wondering if you could do the same with newjeans if not that's 100% ok have a nice day <3

Newjeans as the 5 love languages

Disclaimers! Bad grammar, Not Proofread

Paring: Newjeans (separate) x Reader (No Gender Mention)

Masterlist: GG,   BG

AN:I'm glad you love it i hope this is what you wanted and sorry this took so long I had some school and family problems.

MINJI - Physical Touch

(YOU AS AN IDOL)

She's the one that gets jealous because the other members are "taking you away from her"

She tries to not make it obvious but people can sense her jealousy from a mile away

She would hold your hand and give you pecks on your cheek in front of the members to show them that your hers

She would find a way to hold your hand while performing like performing OMG at the beginning when you guys are standing behind Hanni

Kisses all over yours and Minji's face

(YOU’RE NOT A IDOL)

Loves when you put your fingers through her hair

Cuddles on the couch while watching movies

Being the unofficial leader of Newjeans brings stress so give her some messages once in a while

She will give hugs from behind while she kisses your face

You guys are always close together when going out

HANNI - Words of Affirmation

(YOU AS AN IDOL)

She totally says pick up lines to you I bet she has an app on her phone that gives her daily pick up lines

Complements you on your dancing, singing, and your everything

She knows she can make the members jealous so she does

tells how pretty you are and how she is so lucky to be your girlfriend and sometimes it gets really annoying

She would say i love you like every second if she could

if you guys weren't together like if one of you guys had to leave Korea because of being a fashion ambassador or something she would always stay up at night due to time differences just to say i love you and she misses you and that she can't wait to see you again

(YOU’RE NOT A IDOL)

Loves texting 'I love you <3' every day

She also likes when you text her good luck before shows/concerts

she still brags about you to the girls

she sometimes during lives would say somethings about you but you have a code name so no one knows

DANIELLE- Quality Time

(YOU AS AN IDOL)

Tik toks

I feel like she loves doing tik toks with you like to the amount that its too much and it gets annoying

She loves to go to the beach maybe just for a walk or swimming or just for some air

Would totally be the one to plan a way to sneak out of the dorms and roam the streets with you

She would totally have a movie marathon with you

Loves to go to a park or amusement park with you

Plays just dance with you even though she usually loses

(YOU’RE NOT A IDOL)

Loves short road trips together

She likes to go to the movies with you

So many tik tok drafts and privates that only family and close friends can see so you don't expose that your dating

Loves to go shopping and get ice cream/hot chocolate (depends on the season) with you

Cuddles while you guys just talk about your day is a must

HAERIN - Acts of Service 

(YOU AS AN IDOL)

I feel like Haerin has a nonverbal way of showing her love for you

Not that she doesn't say I love you it's just that she is better at showing than telling

She loves to help you with the choreography

Loves making snacks for you/with you

Loves doing your hair

She loves sharing clothes with you

Would share her blanket with you

(YOU’RE NOT A IDOL)

Still would teach you the choreography

Loves to make snacks for movie marathons

Would love to help you with homework and projects

HYEIN - Gifts

(YOU AS AN IDOL)

Loves it when you make her strawberry cakes

She would love it when you get her kpop albums like bts or twice albums

Loves making a kpop collaborative playlist with you

I heard her bias is Jin from bts so you better give her some photocards of him

Loves to go out to eat with you

She really loves it when you surprise her with stuff

(YOU’RE NOT A IDOL)

She can pull some strings to get you something signed from her idol friends

Gets you nice seating places at their concert

Loves to get you clothes and accessories

Loves trading stuff with you from other groups albums

Loves ordering food for you

Gets you chocolate and snacks

[visualtaehyun]

Tagged by @thegalwhorants here, thank you dear ✨ I love musical tag games but this might be the first time I've answered one where the results are extremely telling about me lmao

Shuffle your On Repeat playlist and then list the first ten songs!

Next Love by BADMIXY

P'Mix's MVs are always super fun and unapologetically queer and I love her as a songwriter! This song is actually over two years old but I first listened to it after ฟ้ารักพ่อ (DILF) went viral and she came out with her debut album that included this song. But I'm pretty sure I became properly obsessed with it after hearing the RnB arrangement that (surprise surprise 🤡) ZeeNuNew performed during the DMDLand2 concert. Also wanna shoutout that time New and P'Erk Chrrissa covered it together during a live session because it made me hope P'Mix might one day write a song for New!

ไหล่เธอ (You've Got Ma Back) by Fourth Nattawat, Ford Arun, Satang Kittiphop, Winny Thanawin

I love this show and the entire OST! Could I have just linked the official MV? Why yes of course, but that wouldn't showcase the chaotic energy of the MSP gang as well lol (if the video doesn't start at the timestamp, it begins at 8:45!)

Get A Guitar by RIIZE

Now this one's a real wildcard lmao It is literally the only song on my On Repeat that isn't written or performed by a Thai artist! I came across it through a KPop random dance vid so obviously I had to link the Studio Choom performance. The choreo is so fun and, to this day, some of my favorite KPop songs are funky just like this one. I don't know who this group is btw (like I literally only found out through this tag game that they're an SM group lol) since I stopped following KPop artists and trends when I fell into my lil Thai and QL corner here so sorry if I sound like your typical clueless local now 😂

รักแท้ (True Love) by NuNew

He's performed this song countless times by now but I chose this one in particular because it was such a huge stage and opportunity for New 🥹 The official MV currently sits at 68 million views btw

ภาพสุดท้าย (Last Twilight) by William Jakrapatr

Y'all. I was so obsessed with this song. Like I literally know the entire lyrics by heart. Since Pal reminded me of Piano & i, I had to go with this performance! :) I'm really looking forward to William's upcoming series - I love LYKN and Est Supha and am sure the OST is gonna be incredible.

꽃이 피는데 필요한 몇 가지 (Blooming Just For You) by NuNew, Paul Kim

The first time he performed this song live 💕

How You Feel by NuNew

Have I mentioned NuNew is my favorite artist 555 This is the song that did me in - it's the first song by a Thai artist that I added on Spotify after getting into QL via KPop -> DKZ -> Semantic Error -> other KBLs -> "Oh, let's watch another popular BL on Viki"... and now I'm here waffling on about Thai language and music lol

ใจรัก by Zee Pruk

P'Zee recently said he didn't enjoy singing before he met New but that he's found joy in it after singing with him a lot. And he's improved so much! My favorite will always be when he sings ballads and love songs like this one though. (fyi this song is like 40 years old so you might have heard it covered by other artists before)

ประตูวิเศษ (Better Days) by Jimmy Jitaraphol, Sea Tawinan

Aaaand check for another song off the Last Twilight soundtrack that I was obsessed with! What can I say, I'm a P'Amp fangirl lol The lyrics are lovely, it's easy listening, and this show occupied my brain for months.

ก้อนหินกับดวงดาว (Rock & Star) by Fourth Nattawat

Love this scene, love Chinzhilla, love these lyrics, I'm repeating myself lol you get the gist, it's a banger!

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To sum up- 7/10 are OSTs, 5/10 were written by Amp Achariya, and 3/10 are by NuNew (+2 more made me talk about him). So now that I've been publicly clowned by my own Spotify, I'm tagging (no pressure ofc): @zimmbzon @pharawee @airenyah @telomeke @rocketturtle4 and whoever sees this and goes Oh hell yeh an excuse to talk about my fav music!