#iland imagine

[bearseulgs]

[16:32]

tutor!reader x ni-ki

genre: fluff

wc: 347

warnings: cheesy flirting, reader jokingly calls Riki a "sleaze", statistics class

You sat in the library, waiting for Riki to arrive. When he got there, you opened your bag and got your work out as he did the same. The table was quite covered with all the schoolwork you needed to cover with him. Leaving your bag open, you made sure to tell the boy, "If any of your belongings fall into my bag, feel free to grab them, no hesitations." He just nodded and you smiled at him.

About an hour had passed, half of your session over already, and Riki seemed to be in his own world as you moved on to the next topic. You rapped your pencil sharply on his textbook, startling him back to reality. He apologized sheepishly as you chuckled at his behavior. "What about this chapter is confusing you?" you asked, returning your attention to the statistics papers in front of you two.

"Ah... all of it together? I know some individual concepts, but once you put in all these words together, like discrete random variables and the Z-score, I get lost."

"Understandable. Let me get some notes out, I think I have an explanation written somewhere." You rifled through your bag, looking for the probability notes that had come out of your binder. Huffing in frustration, you dug further, unable to find them, when suddenly you felt a warm hand on yours. Looking up in surprise, you see Riki holding your hand in his own. "Is everything alright, Riki?"

He smiled, a bit abashed, and brought your hand up to the table. "You said if anything of mine fell into your bag, to grab it, no hesitations." He laughed as you withdrew your hands from his, bringing them up to your face to hide your embarrassment.

When you collected yourself enough to look at him, you mumbled, "Gosh, Riki, you're such a sleaze," not meaning a word you said.

He feigned confusion, innocently replying, "But I was just getting my things out to study statistics." As you rolled your eyes, he laughed again.

"Go back to your textbook, Riki."

a/n: this was such a great concept in my head and i have no idea how to fully properly convey it in any human language i speak

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[enhleui]

ok time to waste ur guys’ time again

if u don’t remember/know who daniel is erm here he is 💯

and if u don’t know who riki is erm…. here he is

ok if u scrolled this far comment “hai :3” and i’ll give u a sneak peak on my synopsis 😂😂 choose wisely!!!!!!

[thatfeelinwhenyou]

HANDS ON YOU — 042

IN WHICH; ILAND 2 happened and you debuted first place as the leader of LUMIÉRE. Having been told that your group is involved in a lore crossover with ENHYPEN, you navigate work, friendship, and love while trying to make it in an industry filled with animosity and condemnation. When life throws you lemons, you gotta make lemonades chuck it right back!

❥･• chapter 42 — rizzseung

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[nichowrld]

TALK TOO MUCH — K

pairing — k x fem reader

genre — fluff, crack, frenemies to lovers

word count — 767 words.

request -> “something frenemies to lovers with k with one of my favourite clichés "mom and dad are fighting". I can definitely see one of the younger ones saying this rendering both reader and k speechless hehe” for anon <3

you and k were frenemies. there was no doubt in that.

well, you weren’t exactly enemies, you could have a conversation with him without arguing a couple of times, but most of the time you two would have a disagreement on the most random things you could possibly argue about.

“k do you even know the amount of salt your suppose to put in that?”

“yeah i do, because unlike you i know how to cook.”

“you fucki-“ “do they always argue like this?” yuma asked nicholas, who was on his phone. “yeah, it never ends when it comes to them so you’ll have to get used to it.” nicholas responded.

since then, nobody really questioned whatever you had going on with k. though, everybody thought you two would be a cute old married couple couple, especially the younger members.

you had gone out with k & the younger members to eat, you loved hanging out with them, the only thing that was stopping you from having fun was k’s dumb remarks that he totally didn’t make up on the spot.

“ahh im so full! i can’t eat anymore.” maki dramatically said as taki dropped his chopsticks on his plate. “can i take a box of this home with us? it’s too good!” taki said. k nodded.

“im gonna go to the bathroom really quick!” harua said as he got up and walked to the bathroom. you guys spoke before the waiter came towards your table, “are you guys ready to pay?” the waiter asked as you and k nodded, pulling out your wallets.

“why did you take your wallet out?” “because i’m gonna pay? what else would i take my wallet out for?” “im paying.” “no your not.” “yes i am.” “just let me pay.” “yn shut up i’m paying.” “no your not.”

taki and maki looked at each other and the waiter as the table was filled with bickering between you and k. taki grabbed his wallet and took out his card, silently giving it to the waiter, who looked scared out of his mind.

“just go.” taki mouthed to the waiter as he walked away, harua came back from the bathroom, confused on why you and k were arguing.. again..

you and k finally stopped bickering, looking at taki and maki, who had the most disappointed looks plastered on their faces. harua didn’t know what was going on, so he just sat there confused. “where did the waiter go?”

“here you guys go! have a fantastic day?” the waiter quickly said, giving taki his card back and walking away. you and k were shocked to say the least. “taki did you—“ “yes i did! because two very grown adults wouldn’t stop arguing over who’s paying!” taki sarcastically said as maki stifled a laugh.

“oh.” you said, slowly putting your card back in your wallet. k scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment. “at this point you guys are my parents.” maki jokingly said as harua agreed, “not even- they are like a old married couple.” harua said as maki and taki laughed.

your face had been hot as k put his head down in embarrassment. how could you and k, two grown adults start acting like children and then get humbled by taki?

eventually you all had left that restaurant (that you will probably never return back to) as the younger ones returned to their respective rooms, you were about to leave before k stopped you. “yn.” “yeah?” “you talk too much.” you rolled your eyes at that comment.

“shut up k.” “im just messing with you yn, you do understand that.. i never hated you, right?” k asked you, his hands in his windbreaker’s pockets. “i mean yeah.. i never hated you either k, you just started taunting me so i did it back to you.” you responded.

“i guess that’s my fault, to be honest i don’t want to be like this forever, i genuinely want to get to be close with you without arguing all the time.” k admitted. you looked at him, trying to see if he was lying, but there was no lying coming from his aura, he genuinely meant what he said.

“same.” you two were in complete silence for a couple of seconds before k spoke up. “how about this- i’ll take you out and we can start growing together, you know?” you choked on your saliva.

“like a date?“ “if you wanna call it that, then yeah, like a date.”

who would’ve known you’d start going out with the same guy you’d argue with about everything.

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[roseangelxfuma]

"you don't need to pin me against the wall for my attention!" "but it's more fun this way." "Nicholas!" "like my voice too much?" "I'm going to kill you. Not sexy." his lips were annoying close to your ear, and he had purposely dropped his voice. you took a deep breath, collecting yourself before turning more serious, wiggling out of his arms. "nope, class, goodbye!" "y/n-" "nope, try again another time, Nicho."

[kpop-kitkat]

Hi Elle :)) I hope you are doing well!!! Can I request a Nicholas enemies to lovers if you have the chance? Thank you in advance <3

Also off topic but I looked at who you biased and we almost have the exact same biases in most groups haha <3

I Know You Love Me | Wang Yixiang

pairing | brother’s best friend!wang yixiang x f!reader

genre/cw | slight angst, fluff, enemies to lovers, brother’s best friend trope, fluffy sexual content

wc | 1.1k

notes | thanks for the request! i hope you like it. took forever, i apologize. 

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧  

Y/n’s brother’s best friend. Out of all the people, she had to have a crush on him. The cocky, self-centered, high school heartthrob. And it didn't help when her brother invited him over nearly everyday. To their parents, Yixiang had become another member of the family. But not to Y/n. 

“Mom! Dad! I’m inviting Yixiang over!” Yelled Minseong. 

“Okay sweetie!” Their mom replied from her comfortable chair in the living room.

Y/n rolled her eyes with a sigh as she continued to pet their dog, Bo. 

“What’s with the sigh for?” Their dad raised an eyebrow. “Is it Yixiang?”

“Of course it’s Yixiang. There’s nobody in the world I hate more,” Y/n scoffed.

Her mom set her book down on her lap. “Y/n, that’s not nice.”

”So what if I hate him?” Y/n crossed her arms as Bo set his head in her lap, wanting to be pet.

“Well maybe if you’d talk with him, you’d get to know him and like him a little better. All you two do is give each other hateful looks,” her mom suggested.

“Even if I wanted to, he’s with Minseong 24/7, how would I?”

”All they do is talk and watch movies. We could all watch one together, in here,” she said.

“Great way to get to know someone,” Y/n replied sarcastically.

”It’s somewhere to start Y/n,” her dad pointed out. “We all hate seeing how you two look at each other.”

For someone reason, it felt like everyone in the room secretly knew that Y/n was just putting up an act, and that she really liked Yixiang, she just didn’t want to get close to him. So she claimed to hate him.

She sighed again and got up from the couch, petting Bo once more before getting a snack in the kitchen. Minseong smirked as he sat at the kitchen counter. “Somewhere to start,” he repeated their dad’s words with a chuckle. 

“Don’t make me throw this at you,” Y/n threatened with a jar of peanut butter in her hand. 

Just a typical day at the L/n household.

~~~~~

“Anyways, so then I run around the side, right?” Yixiang laughs as he continues telling stories of his recent soccer games. Telling stories… more like bragging. Minseong listened intently as the rest of the family stared off into space. Bo included. 

Y/n decided she was bored before leaving the room. 

“Where are you going Y/n?” Minseong asked, everyone’s attention on the girl now. 

“What do you mean ‘where am I going’? Away from here,” she answered, before glancing to Yixiang. “And away from him.”

”Why? Is Yixiang boring you? Do we need to do something else?” 

Y/n stared daggers into her brother’s eyes. “I’m just going to do what I want, okay?”

”No, your brother is right, Y/n. You never hang out with us,” Yixiang pouted. And for someone reason, Y/n loved the sound of her own name when it came from his lips. “Just stay for once? With me?”

”What is with you? I thought we hate each other,” Y/n argued. 

Mr. and Mrs. L/n gave each other a strange, knowing glance, before leaving the room. Y/n sensed they were planning something all along.

~~~~~ 

“No! I’m not giving you park place! Are you crazy?!” Yixiang shouted at Minseong as they played Monopoly, Yixiang’s choice. 

“It was just an offer! Plus two-thousand is a lot of money in this game,” Minseong defended. 

“Don’t care,” Yixiang said before rolling the dice. 

Y/n held her property cards in her hands and sighed. “This game will take forever to finish. Can’t we do something else?” 

“What did you have in mind?” Yixiang smirked, getting a little too close for her liking.

”Not what you’re thinking,” she scoffed and looked away. 

Minseong giggled to himself as that interaction took place. “You know what, I actually have to… do laundry,” Minseong said.

”Do laundry? Since when do you do laundry?” Y/n crossed her arms.

”Since now,” he replied, setting his cards down and running upstairs to his room.

”What was that all about,” Y/n raised an eyebrow before setting her cards down. “Well I was done with this game anyway,” she stood up and left to the living room. She took a seat of the comfortable sofa, and Yixiang followed suit. He sat right next to her. “Can I help you?” 

“No,” Yixiang replied, stretching, oblivious to her obvious confusion. 

“Okay,” she huffed, annoyed. She faced him. “What do you want? I feel like ever since you came over today, you’ve been different. Even my family has been different. Everything’s been different! What is going on? Is there something everyone here knows that I don’t?” She ranted. 

“Maybe,” he smiled, looking at his phone.

She crawled over to him and stole his phone.

”Hey!”

”Give me an answer!”

“You really think I don’t know, huh?” Yixiang chuckled.

”Know what?”

”That you love me.”

Y/n blinked and stared for about ten seconds. “Say that again?”

”I know you love me Y/n, it’s plain as day. You can stop trying to hide it, I love you too,” Yixiang smiled, inching his way closer to her.

”I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she stuttered, backing up into the soft sofa cushions.

”Oh I think you do,” he smirked, his arms on either side of her as he hovered above her. She was glad her parents weren’t in the room.

”Yixiang-“ she was cut off by a pair of warm lips on hers. And when her conscience told her everything about this situation was wrong, her heart strongly disagreed. All this time spent hiding her feelings and lying to her family as well as herself, was worth it now. She really was hopelessly in love. She kissed back as her hands slowly got entangled in his soft hair, that she had always wanted to run her hands through. Yixiang smiled into it and gently grabbed her chin, allowing him to kiss her more deeply. After a few more seconds, he pulled away.

”I really do love you,” Yixiang said, taking her hands in his. “Will you be mine?”

Her mouth fell agape as she was in pure shock. “I- didn’t expect this to happen today.”

”Neither did I,” he chuckled. “I kinda just went with the flow. So? What’ll it be princess?”

The nickname made her heart flutter. And she thought about how much she’d love it if he called her that every day. And how much she’d love kissing him every day. He had to be the one. The one she’d been waiting for since eight grade. “Yes Yixiang. I’d love to be yours.”

He smiled and connected their foreheads. “I like that answer.”

Y/n smiled at him before wrapping her arms around his neck. “I really do love you too Yixiang. I’m sorry it took so long to admit it.”

”Don’t apologize,” he pouted before kissing the bridge of her nose. “You’re worth the wait princess.”

[ididntseeurbag]

start over

pairing: heeseung x fem!reader

genre: enemies to lovers, fluff

warnings: reader gets stressed

in which i-land is a program to make both a girl and a boy group. you and three other girls are supposed to perform fake love, but the dance moves aren't easy. luckily for you, your now ex-rival heeseung is there to offer comfort.

a/n: this is the second part of my very small mini-series! part 1 here | part three here &lt;3

phase two of i-land had started, and y/n was stressed to say the least. she and her team were 3 days away from the bts test, a performance she was in charge of leading, since fake love required some strong vocals and she was the best in that field.

two of her teammates, anna and georgie, had gone to a small practice room to check on the vocal details, while seungcha (the last member of the team) was sleeping in her room by y/n's orders, for she had overworked herself almost all day and it was already past midnight.

y/n was left alone in the main practice room and decided to go over the dance a few more times in hopes of getting right the moves she hadn’t mastered yet. she danced one part over and over again but couldn’t seem to stop making the same mistakes.

frustrated, she stopped the song, rested her back against the mirror and let herself fall until she sat on the floor. she felt angry at herself for not being able to execute the moves perfectly, and it was even worse when she thought that it was most probably affecting the whole group.

she slightly raised her head to face the ceiling, letting it also rest on the mirror, and closed her eyes. she felt overwhelmed by her incapability of dancing correctly and blamed herself for it, since a leader should be the one that did best in order to set an example for her other partners.

feeling anxious and angry at herself, she couldn’t help but let the tears fall, not caring about wiping them off. she cried, her negative thoughts getting stronger by the minute. she told herself she wouldn’t be able to debut if she kept that up. hell, she thought she wouldn’t even pass the next phase. she also wondered if her team could get out of such a slump if their own leader wasn’t good enough.

the stronger her assumptions were, the more the tears fell. the music that autoplayed from her playlist silenced her soft sobs, but the glass walls of the room left her exposed to whatever person that went down the stairs.

that person ended up being heeseung. he was going to the lower level of the building to see if the main practice room was available, whistling a tune as he made his way down. when he got off the last step, he saw y/n and wasted no time rushing to her.

y/n heard the door open and quickly wiped her tears, thinking it was anna or georgie and not wanting them to see her this vulnerable. to her surprise, she saw heeseung instead, but she was thankful it was him who found her. feeling a bit more at ease, she let the tears fall again, but they didn’t fall as strongly, since y/n was a bit more calm just by having the boy beside her.

heeseung sat next to her and made her rest her head on his shoulder, not before wiping the tears from her face. he put his arm around her shoulders and rubbed her arm gently. “what’s wrong?” he softly asked, worried that speaking any louder would bother her.

“everything,” y/n shortly and dryly chuckled. “i can’t get many moves of this dance right and that makes me not have enough time to check on my vocals and help the girls with that as well,” she let out between small hiccups caused by the crying. “what an amazing leader, am i right?” she sarcastically asked.

“oh y/n,” heeseung spoke. “you know that’s not true.”

y/n sat up right. ”oh but it is, heeseung!” she exclaimed. “i’m not working well by myself and even less as a leader, i’m supposed to be pushing these girls forward, not making them fall behind,” she sighed. “that’s not being a good leader,” she muttered while lowering her face.

heeseung moved so he was in front of her and lifted her face up by the chin with his thumb and index finger. “y/n,“ he said, noticing the girl couldn’t meet his eyes. “y/n, look at me, please,” he softly smiled when she did so, growing even more soft towards her when she looked at him with saddened eyes. he recognized that stare, since he had it not many weeks ago, at the start of the survival. he felt terrible knowing that she was going through such painful times like he also did.

“i know it’s hard to be a leader,” he continued. “but you need to remind yourself that you’re not the only person in this team, so you don’t have to do everything alone,” a pause. “i’m sure georgie, anna and seungcha know this, and they’ve been trying to lift some weight off your shoulders, but you’re not letting them.”

“i don’t want to burden them with anything, seung,” she worried, not noticing the name she added at the end of the sentence.

heeseung’s heart skipped a beat when she called him that, not having heard that nickname before. nevertheless, he focused on the conversation at hand. “but you’re not burdening them, you’re just asking for their help, and that doesn’t make you any less stronger or a worse leader,” he gave her a reassuring look. “in fact, it shows that you know when to be in charge and when to make others step up while you focus on improving your own skills,” he told her. “besides, i know for a fact that you don’t do ‘many dance moves’ wrong because i’ve seen you practise this song and you’re almost flawless.”

“‘almost’, you said it yourself, not completely,” y/n observed.

“that ‘almost’ can be perfectly fixed and turned into a ‘fully’,” heeseung countered. “and i can help you with that, if you don’t want to ask any of your teammates so they can focus on themselves a bit more until tomorrow.”

“you’d do that?” the girl asked.

heeseung chuckled. “why not? it’s not like you still hate me and i don’t want you near me.”

y/n looked at him with a mix of surprise and guilt. “i never hated you, heeseung,” she said. “sure, we fought and collided, but i never felt an ounce of hate towards you.”

the older looked away for a few seconds before meeting y/n's eyes once again. “well,” he smiled. ”younger me was dumb enough to think that you hated my guts.”

“younger you was very wrong, then.”

“and i’m glad he was,” heeseung smiled. “you know what? how about we start over?”

“what-”

“hi!” the boy cut her off, reaching his hand towards her. “i’m lee heeseung, and you?”

y/n giggled at what he was doing, but still played along. “song y/n,” she shook his outstretched hand. “nice to meet you.”

heeseung squeezed her hand before letting it go and looking at y/n. they both started laughing at what just happened, and he looked at her as their laughter died down. “there’s the smile i like,” he said in almost a whisper. “you look much better when you smile.”

y/n was amused at his words, trying her hardest to ignore the thousands of butterflies in her stomach that suddenly showed up because of him. she didn't want to admit it, but she was starting to fall for the boy.

feeling the sort of awkward tension between them, heeseung got up, grabbed the phone y/n was using and opened spotify. he searched for a song and pressed play, giving the girl a wide smile when snap shoot by seventeen boomed out of the speakers.

the boy started to dance around and acted silly from time to time so he could get a laugh out of y/n. at one point, he made her stand up and dance with him, not caring about making a fool out of himself, only focusing on the girl next to him and making her forget the bad thoughts she had carved into her mind.

his efforts worked, because y/n started singing the song out loud and laughed from time to time when heeseung made a weird move. when the song ended and second life started to play, the pair stopped fooling around.

y/n grabbed both of heeseung’s hands and, after some hesitation, pulled him into a hug. “thank you, seung,” she whispered to him, now actually being aware of the nickname. “i’m glad we can start over.”

heeseung returned the hug and rubbed her back. “i’m glad too, y/n, really glad.”

while both were sharing an embrace, they didn’t notice the two figures at the door. it was georgie and anna, the first one looking at the pair with a soft expression and the second with a smirk on her face. “told you they were not going to be rivals all their lives,” anna whispered, not wanting to get caught. “you owe me 10.000 won.”

“ugh,” georgie complained as they both went back to their practice room. “i thought you had forgotten about that.”

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[winteringdream]

hmm maybe angst 17 with k?

──────── tea or me? ⋆｡˚

"if you dont hug me right now i might fall apart"

p. bf!k x gn!reader g. fluff . 100 event

you close the door of k's house with a bang. you flinch at the loud sound it makes. k looks back as well, a little confused.

"are you alright?" he asks, stopping in the hallway.

you weren't quite alright, homework, hobbies and the pressure of doing well in school were weighing heavily on you.

k didn't know a lot about this pressure you felt, but he knew there was something up. he figured if you wanted to talk about it you eventually would.

"i am so exhausted," you mumble, "sorry for slamming the door."

"let's go inside and sit down, you look like you're about to fall apart any moment now." he half-jokes. he pulls the door open and waits for you to enter the living room before closing the door behind you.

"sit down," he tells you, "i will make some tea."

you plop down on the couch, your head resting on a pillow. k likes having you over to hang out and rest. k knew it was the only way for you to get a break from everything.

"everything okay?" he shouts from the kitchen, checking up on you.

"if you don't hug me right now i might fall apart," you reply with a chuckle.

"i'll make the tea as fast as i can!" you laugh at his remark and sink into the couch. all your worries seem to fade away when you enter this house.

"tea is done! i'm here to hug you so you don't fall apart," he says. two mugs of tea are in his hands as he quickly jogs over to you.

with a clink he sets the mugs on the table and he immediately sits down next to you.

you hold up your arms, waiting for his hug. k's arms wrap around your waist and you wrap your hands around his. the embrace warms you up and you feel light, like all the pressure has been lifted up by k.

"better?"

"better."

[maeum-your]

↺ there was a snowflake

pairing: k (&team) x gn!reader

synopsis: your boyfriend makes you realize that winter might not be that bad after all.

genre: fluff

word count: 900

a/n: there's next to no k content on this app so I'm here to change that

Winter was the one season that you dreaded most every year. You missed the flowers and their happy colors, you missed not freezing, and you missed not having seasonal depression. Winter had almost seemed like a synonym for loneliness to you.

As a child you had loved it. You were always playing in the snow with your sisters, building snowmen and making snow angels. But your childhood was cut short when your parents divorced in your first year of elementary school and now all that came with winter was pain and bitterness.

The coldness reaching you under the blanket made you shiver and you snuggled closer to the body next to you. An arm embraced you and pulled you closer into the heat, warming you up. A gentle kiss was placed on the tip of your nose.

“Good morning, angel“

“Five more minutes,“ you whined. “You‘re so comfortable.“

Your boyfriend made sure the blanket was covering you properly before gently stroking your hair and closing his eyes again.

This was a first. Your first winter since long not spent all by yourself. You and K had started dating in spring, your favorite season, and all had been happiness, rainbows and unicorns but you had been dreading what would come once winter came around. But surprisingly all was fine. K loved winter and he loved you so he made sure his favorite person, too, would be happy during his favorite time of the year.

With your stomach interrupting this peaceful moment you decided to finally get up and have some breakfast. You sat down on the couch with a mug of your favorite tea in your hands, head leaning against K‘s shoulder. He turned on a Christmas movie, the morning passing by slowly and peacefully.

Once the movie was done he went to bring the mugs to the kitchen but he halted in his movements and suddenly squealed.

“It‘s snowing!“ K‘s eyes lit up and his entire face was shining.

Seeing him so happy over a little bit of snow made you smile. How could you ever hate the snow when this is what you got in return?

He looked at you with puppy eyes and you couldn‘t resist asking. “Do you want to go outside?“

He took your hands in his and beamed.

“Can we?“

You put on matching gloves, scarfs, and hats that K had bought as a present in August, overexcited to spend winter with you. You posed in front of the mirror, taking cute pictures and enjoying how well you two were matching.

K took your hand and almost dragged you out the door, halting when you stepped out into the street. He stretched out his hand toward the sky, collecting snowflakes in his palm and watching them melt. Reluctantly, you started doing the same, reaching your arms out and admired the magnificent variety of shapes that the snowflakes came in.

A rather big snowflake settled on K‘s cheek and you instinctively reached to wipe it away. His cheeks turned red, clearly affacted by something other than the cold.

“There was a snowflake,“ you explained. He nodded.

All of a sudden he leaned down and kissed you on the lips.

“Sorry, there was a snowflake,“ he said, a satisfied smile on his face.

Your next stop was the park by your apartment. The pond where you usually sat by and watched the ducks, was now completely frozen and you saw little kids with their parents ice skating. Settling at a spot nearby, the two of you started rolling the snow, making sure to get it nice and big and round in preparation for a magnificent snowman. The occasional snowball was thrown and instantly paid back by the one being attacked. One of his snowballs missed you by a hair but managed to knock the head off of your snowman. You looked at each other and started laughing. You simply made a new one.

You moved on to the flower field that was now, of course, completely covered in snow. You spent all summer there, lying in the grass, talking with K. Obviously, this was the perfect place to make some snow angles.

You were embarrassed but you still giggled the entire time, your inner child clearly having fun and healing. It didn‘t even feel that cold. The snow was soft and comforting and hearing your boyfriend‘s giggles was like a melody to your ears. K, with his long limbs, managed to make a far bigger snow angel than you did. It looked like his was a guardian angel watching over yours.

His nose glowed pink as he looked over to watch you. He took your hand and you just laid there for a couple of minutes, enjoying each other‘s company in silence.

“Thank you for making me fall in love with winter again.“

“Thank you for falling in love with me.“ He sat up and came closer. “And thank you for letting me love you.“

He went to cup your face with the intention to warm up your flushed cheeks, forgetting all about the snow on his gloves. You didn‘t say anything. Instead, you scooted closer.

Your lips met and warmth spread through your body like fire.

You pulled away and smiled.

Both of you said at the same time: “There was a snowflake.“

A lie.

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[jpnriikicore]

title: masquerade

paring: prince!sunghoon x princess!reader

playlist: masquerade suite by aram khachaturian

little note: was originally for ni-ki but decided to go with our ice prince :)

you gracefully walk down the red carpeted stairs. your bare hand grazing the old cold chipped black railings of the stairs. a white and gold masquerade mask rests on your face. your beige dress flowing behind you. your matching chunky beige heels hitting the marble floor as you come near the end of stairs. yours eyes danced around the room meeting with a pair of familiar brown eyes. a male around your age stand with six other males around the age of early twenty to late teenage years with a wine glass with the substance of red wine swirling around in the glass. he’s tall, lean, and wearing a blue suit with gold decoration. he has black hair that perfectly fixed. he sat down his half filled glass down on the table filled with different fruits and foods - that reminds you of dionysus. he waltzed his way through the crowd of women, men, and playful children. he bowed grabbing your hand pressing a kiss on top of your hand. “can i have this dance?” he asked. “of course.” you replied, curtsying before taking his hand. you twirl and waltz around the dance floor his hand grasps your waist and hand. masquerade suite by aram khachaturian plays in the background. twirling you before dipping you. your faces become close you smelled the familiar cologne that reminds you of home. he gently reaches his hand forwarded removing the mask from your face. so in return you lift the mask off his face. finally able to see your long-life lover. the clock chimes and strikes twelve. you both snap your heads towards each other softly smiling. knowing your plan to up the stairs and run off away from everything and everyone.

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[bearseulgs]

snaps with boyfriend!Ni-ki

gn!reader x Ni-ki (romantic)

genre: smau, fluff

warnings: food ment

a/n: i need to see the barbie movie so bad i'm like bursting at the seams. anyways i'm right abt everything esp bf Riki

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[sillytaetime]

"We'd be good together, don't you think?" With a cocky Jay or Sunghoon... could you elaborate a little? I'd love to hear your thoughts😁 

Oh my God. I've literally been thinking about what to do with this because I have so many ideas. I definitely think that Sunghoon would be really cocky in a friendship if he liked a girl. Especially if he knew she liked him back. Like I could just see you two at a pond looking into the water and he's just like "we'd be good together, don't you think?" With a sly smirk on his face as you turn red. After that, he proceeds to confess and ask you to be his gf.

With Jay, I see him in a relationship when he says that, like, he always acts like he's still trynna pull you even though your his gf. Like just one day, he's sitting on the couch as you get up to go to the kitchen as he says "we'd be good together, don't you think?" Which makes you blush and shake your head because he's already dating you. We love a guy who takes his relationships seriously and treats his gf's well🤗

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[thatfeelinwhenyou]

KINDRED — 12

It’s your final year of highschool, and your only goal is to graduate top of your cohort, as usual. Except as student council president, your advisor can’t seem to leave you alone. What happens when you take Decelis Academy’s top student, their star athlete and put them in front of a camera?

❥･• episode 12 — ‘female-lead-realising-the-bad-boy-isnt-actually-that-bad’ arc

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authors note: short one 😁

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[nichowrld]

☆ taki being your best friend and boyfriend

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authors note — hii guys ^_^ idk what this is but it’s taki so enjoy it <3 i tried to go w the “acts like best friends but they are actually dating and nobody knows that” trope LMFAO also sorry for being inactive lately </3 tbh i’ve been having hardcore writers block plus also being busy with school so that’s been sucky lately 😕 i’ll try to be more active!

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[roseangelxfuma]

content: werewolves, drunk k, implied underage drinking, nightball party, college au

halloween. the one night a year k could let go, knowing the entire pack can be wolfy for the night and have it pass as halloween costumes. he was wearing a sunshine city athletics t-shirt, claws, teeth, and ears out. the silver hair framed his face beautifully, tanned skin and cute lips sipping on a beer. he was cuddled up to you, taki, maki, yuma and harua screaming the lyrics to “ghostbusters” on a table, nicholas controlling aux while fuma looked like he was going to have a heart attack in the corner and ej…hid? jo was sitting on the chair diagonal to the couch you and k were, and in the mix of people you could recognize were random people, like shotaro from your bio lecture. the fact k was so calm calmed you, him talking sometimes but for the most part just content closing his eyes and knowing the pack was taken care of for tonight, including knowing whenever he heard those boys howl, people just assumed they were a bit…too into the halloween spirit. that might’ve been one of your favorite nights in your relationship so far, a snuggly k and the boys being the boys. at the end of the night, you thanked them with a wonderful table rendition of cannibal by kesha.

[ididntseeurbag]

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pairing: heeseung x fem!reader

genre: (hints of) enemies to lovers, angst (?), fluff if you squint

warnings: none (i think? let me know if you spot anything!)

in which i-land is a program to make both a girl and a boy group and you and heeseung are the trainee ace rivals of hybe who are forced to perform together against the grounders.

a/n: part one of my mini-series! part 2 here | part 3 here &lt;3

it was late at night, and the i-land building residents had decided to go to bed so they had energy to practise for the ground vs i-land battle happening five days later. well, all of them were sleeping but two: heeseung and y/n.

the both of them were in the main practice room, still trying to cooperate and coordinate their moves, for they had to do a mixed stage. they were performing butterfly together, both cursing whoever decided that suddenly making a change in groups and mixing the male and female members was a good idea.

nevertheless, they ended up agreeing to suck it up and try to work as one so the team could get a high score. and there they were, still not matching each other’s energy.

stressed out, y/n stopped dancing and paused the music. “this is clearly still not working out,” she stated. “either we do something about it now or i’m going to bed.”

“what do you think we have been trying to do for the past two hours?” heeseung asked her, then muttered. “or at least i’ve been trying.”

y/n scoffed. “i’m sorry? mind you, i led this practice all afternoon and you always countered my opinions,” she said rather quickly and slightly offended. “i don’t know if you can call that trying, but sure.”

the boy sighed, visibly tired and not wanting to get into a fight again. “look,” he started. “i may not have been of much help-”

“clearly.”

“-but,” he continued after being cut off. “i didn’t do it to go against you, only to try and test things out from a different perspective.”

“well, we tried my and your ideas, and none are working,” y/n said. “maybe we need another point of view that’s not ours.”

heeseung looked at her through the mirror. “i can’t believe i’m saying this, but i agree.”

half an hour after y/n left to find help, she, surprisingly, came back with rain. how she had managed to get to him, heeseung didn’t know, but he was secretly grateful she found him out of every other producer.

they explained the situation to him and he nodded along. “so, basically you don’t know how to dance together without clawing at each other’s throats, huh?” he told them, although not waiting for neither to say anything. “and here i thought they were dating,” he muttered to himself. “talk about enemies to lovers.”

not hearing what he last said, y/n looked at the man and spoke. “do you think you can give us advice to turn this into a good performance?” to which he nodded with a warm smile and told them to show him the whole act.

they did just that, and right after the first chorus ended, rain stopped the music. “i know what’s wrong,” he half shouted. “you’re not close enough, both physically and mentally,” seeing the looks of not understanding the two teens were giving him, he continued. “you have to reach for each other, to feel what the other does and not put a barrier in between, you have to be as close as possible in order to make this credible.”

y/n and heeseung locked eyes and then turned to the producer. even though they thought rain was close to mad for even thinking they could get along, they nodded and thanked him for the advice. the eldest then excused himself and told them to record themselves if they improved so he could see it.

silence fell upon both of them and stayed that way for a bit, until the boy spoke. “i guess we have no chance but to try,” y/n agreed shortly after and pressed record on their tablet before they placed themselves in the initial position of the song.

with rain’s advice in mind, they started to sing and dance. firstly, they were doing nothing to cease the awkwardness, but during the first chorus they got a bit more near each other. unconsciously, they danced and sang closer and closer until there was little room between them.

both heeseung and y/n felt different as they saw they weren’t so separated, and loosened up when they realised that rain’s advice was actually kind of working. they met gazes more often, and fully made physical contact when it was needed in the choreo, instead of awkwardly hovering their hands over the other like earlier.

anyone that watched that last part of the song would’ve thought they had never had trouble with one another and they were inseparable from the day they met. in fact, when rain received the video, he saw a big spark of hope between the duo’s relationship.

the song finished with the ending pose, consisting of holding hands next to their faces and looking into each other’s eyes. it was supposed to be a fast ending, with them just standing like that for five seconds, but none seemed to want to let go. they kept staring at each other, their gazes then lowering to the other’s lips. they unconsciously leaned in and reduced the space between them, slightly closing their eyes-

“ayo,” anna (one of the female trainees and also one of y/n's best friends) and jay barged in through the door, anna shouting the short greeting. “have you seen my-”

y/n and heeseung quickly separated and put distance between them, looking at their friends with awkward smiles. y/n couldn’t believe herself. what was she doing, almost kissing her supposed rival?

“-beanie,” anna continued, realising she had interrupted a moment. “you know what? nevermind, i’ll search for it tomorrow,” she then dragged jay away with her. “let’s go, jay!”

“wha- but-” jay tried to speak just to be shushed by his friend while she pushed him towards the stairs.

after some excruciating silence, y/n took the courage to say something. “i’m... going to sleep, if that’s okay with you?” she didn’t even know why she asked for his approval, she could do whatever she thought best.

“sure, yeah,” the older answered. “i’ll go to bed too, then.”

they both walked to their respective rooms and went to open the door, but simultaneously turned around before twisting the knob.

“so-”

“well-”

“you first,” y/n let him speak.

“tomorrow at eight a.m, breakfast, then practice again?”

y/n was surprised to hear that he wanted to eat breakfast with her instead of being on opposite tables like they did before, but she gave him a barely visible smile and nodded. “eight a.m it is,” she turned and opened the door, looking back at him. “good night, heeseung.”

heeseung stood there after she had already closed the door, smiling to himself when he registered the fact that y/n had called him by his name and not his surname (like she always did until that night). “good night, y/n,” he whispered, still smiling, then went inside his room.

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