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sohighsohaii · 10 months ago

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APCA: First this one's on top, and then the other: ITZY(ft. a mystery Guest)

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(Part 1 of the Itzy Arc: Ryujin, Yeji and Yuna's breaking is begun. Lia and Chaeryoung's breaking begins in the next part. Still not that much smut, I promise it comes soon)

TW! The aforementioned sexual exploitation, pretty much non-con, slight torture, drugging. (DO NOT READ IF NOT COMFORTABLE)

"Send her as soon as you can. She'll be instrumental." You say into the phone, hearing Aegis agree on the other side of the phone.

Hanging up, you looked around the room, ensuring the room was clear, before sighing. This was a part of your life you had hoped not to reignite. Before you joined the force, you had a...troubled past, with problematic habits and compulsions. All that was shed once you donned the uniform, but now, as you shed the uniform, you are also forced to go back to your problematic habits. You knew this was meant for the sake of ending the suffering. That's what you told yourself, you had to insist, because to end this suffering, countless idols had to suffer, and ultimately break. What's worse, it was going to be by your hand. You prayed that this would work, or else the demons you let back out of you would have been freed for naught, and there was no escape.

Hearing a knock on the door, you quickly recomposed yourself. "Come in." You say, a bespectacled man entered the room, his seemingly elegant and posh tone in stark contrast to his bulky build more akin to a wrestler than a noble as his voice would suggest.

"The preparations you've requested are in place."

"Very well, wait for me outside room 4, and enter when I call for you" You command, the man nodding, turning to walk out.

Turning to the table, you look through 4 cameras, your very own dollhouse.

In Camera 1, Shin Yuna sat on a huge bed, you would argue more extravagant then the room in her own dorm. She was clearly confused, looking around the room trying to find any traps, but no, it seemed like a normal bedroom, much more comfortable than the warehouse floor that she had found herself chained down to not too long ago. The only weird thing she had on was a chastity belt, but in her terrified state, she didn't question it. She would rather have it on than be defiled by some asshole. In your few recordings of Aegis' half assed attempted training of her, you knew you needed to play the long game with her.

In Camera 2, Lee Chaeryoung found herself caught in a spider's web, her hands and feet bound to a web of rope behind her, with her eyes impaired by a blindfold, completely naked except for a collar and leash, also a vibrator lightly stimulating her. She needed a more direct approach than Yuna, a perfect whirlwind of shock, terror and protectiveness.

In Cameras 3 and 4, there were two different rooms, though both rooms could see each other. In the first, Choi Lia, held in place by leather bounds, body locked in a kneeling position, hands locked behind her back, causing her tits to jut out. Her mouth was stuffed with a red ball gag, with a large shock collar around her neck, but her eyesight was not impaired, though she almost wished she was. She didn't know what to make of the sight before her.

Hwang Yeji and Shin Ryujin, on a seesaw, but one straight out of a shitty fetish film. Weirdly enough, you did by that from a porn set, well, then modified to suit what you needed it for. On both ends, laid a white silicone dildo, lined up to the honeypots of the two idols in distress, looking at each other in confusion and fear. These two were the ones you anticipated taking the longest, with the most fight. So you had to go the route of protectiveness but also, distrust. It was probably going to help break Lia too. The two idols were bound tightly, strapped securely to the seesaw.

from Putting on a face of a sadistic "master", you walked into the room, the two idols eyes immediately darting to you. You felt a wave of pity rush over you, a shameful rush of excitement too, but you had to push it down. Means to an end, you insisted "What the fuck do you want, bastard." Ryujin immediately spat out, causing you to shake your head animatedly. Pulling a remote out of your pocket, you flourished it in front of the two idols. Pressing a button, you could hear the muffled scream of Lia from behind you as the two idols screamed in fear. After an initial shock, Lia's body relaxed, though her body heaved from the pain, struggling to catch her breath. "What the fuck did you do to her you asshole!" Yeji shouted, as you sighed. Good lord. Another scream emerged from behind you, and you could see tear well up in Yeji's eyes, and fear flicker across Ryujin's face. "Now now girls, no need for name calling. We're here to play a game, and what is a game without some rules. Show some decorum, will you ladies?" You ask almost tauntingly. Realizing what you meant, the two of them held their tongue. They didn't want risk antagonizing you any further. "So, b-. you, what game are we playing?" Yeji asked, her voice almost a sneer. A little close, but you didn't want to hurt Lia too much, so you chose to ignore it. "We're playing a little game called, well, SeeSaw. I'm sure you've noticed the dildos underneath you. In a moment, once the game starts, it'll begin to vibrate, and rest assured my ladies, it'll only grow stronger as it goes." You explain. "That's not a game." Ryujin spat back. "How rude, interrupting me. I wasn't done. So, the game, Miss Shin, Miss Hwang, is a battle of trust, sacrifice, and endurance. Over the next 2 hours, you'll be competing over who orgasms the least. The winner is rewarded, and the loser will be swapped into the hot seat. As you can see, currently, Miss Choi is in the hot seat. Not only does your orgasms determine who wins, it also determines how well Miss Choi will enjoy the game. Whenever one of you orgasms, a shock will be delivered to Miss Choi. It's non fatal, that much I assure you, but I promise you it hurts more than a little." Behind you, you hear a muffled whimper, seeing Lia begin to cry. "So for Miss Choi's sake, I hope you two ladies are well trained. Now for the games element. You'll find in your hands, a remote. The top button sends your side of the seesaw up, and the bottom button sends your side of the seesaw down. Me personally, considering how close you girls are, I'm sure you girls will only be using the bottom button to save the other. However, if at any moment should you choose to grow competitive, the top button is always available for you to relieve yourself of the dildo. Don't fight each other though, sitting on it is probably better than constantly getting impaled by it." You run a hand down Yeji and Ryujin's thighs, lightly patting their pussies as they both lightly growled. "And if it serves as any motivation, this is the reward." You pulled a tablet out, showing them a live feed of Yuna's room. Yuna had made herself comfortable, body clad in a purple silk negligee, lying on the bed watching TV. "Winning has it's benefits." You remind the girls, as you moved to the two girls, shoving a ball gag into their mouths, covering their eyes with a blindfold. "The game begins in a minute. Godspeed ladies." You say Before you left the room, you decided to have some fun, walking up to Ryujin, leaning down as you ran a tongue across her puffy slit, and you could tell she was trying her best not to moan. That defiant look on her face. You had seen it many times before. And you've seen them all break before. Moving to Yeji, you did the same, though Yeji reacted much differently, your tongue illiciting a moan from the leader. You smirk, feeling your emotions overrun you as you lean in, nibbling on her nipples as you felt her contort. That was enough though. The game must begin, and the show must go on

You left the room, seeing the man from earlier. Fishing a controller out from your pocket, you hand it to him. "Let them control it first, maybe around 10 minutes, then, take control, just go crazy with it, make it akin to a seesaw. Up and down and up and down. Understood?" You say as you noticed a gleeful smile crack across his face. "How devious, sir. I understand. About Miss Choi?" He asked. Looking down to the control, you hesitated. "Go easy on her, I don't want her too tired to be broken." You give a quick excuse, which the man bought. You'd join them again in around an hour, but for now, you had to begin with Yuna and Chaeryoung. First, Yuna.

Going to Room 1, you picked up the tray of food left by the man earlier, then knocking on the door.

From behind the door, you heard Yuna hesitantly reply, "Come in."

Opening the door, you saw Yuna curl up under the blanket, not wanting to expose herself to this stranger. "Why am I here, where are my girls?" Yuna asked, slightly defiantly. This trick required some acting, well, it was close enough to the actual truth. "Please, let me explain, Miss Shin. I'm a business partner of the man who...did this to you. He knew I'm a big fan of you girls, and he offered for me to come and, well, sample you girls." Hearing that, Yuna instinctively pulled the blanket higher, inching away from you. "No, Miss Shin, I'm not here to do that, I assure you. I'm not involved in any of this, and suffice to say I was more than shocked to hear what was being done to you girls. I'm working on freeing you girls, but...it's complicated, the man is stubborn. For now, this is all I can give you girls. Comfortable housing, and no one touches you girls until this deal is finally done and I can set you girls free." You say, and you saw Yuna's doe eyes widen, and you could tell what she was thinking. Though a thousand questions swirled in her head, you knew the imperative question was, can I trust this man? "Are you telling the truth?" Yuna asked, and there, she was on the hook. "I promise you Miss Shin. I'l-" You began to say, but she quickly cut you off. "Yuna. You can call me Yuna." She said, with a hesitant but small smile. You felt your heart suddenly flutter, what was this? You couldn't afford to get softhearted in this mission. "Okay, Yuna, I promise you. I'll do what I can, as soon as I can. For now, all I can do is bring you your meals once in a while, maybe accompany you a little to help you pass the time. Well, other than the K Dramas. That was a weirdly hard sell to the man on top." You say, acting sheepish as Yuna let out a soft giggle, seemingly finding a small reprieve from this horror. Turning around, you took the tray you had brought in, opening it to reveal a pizza. Yuna hungrily grabbed at the Pizza, it must have been so long since she had last eaten proper food. "This is delicious" Yuna barely mumbled out, her words muffled by the pizza. You were glad you could bring happiness to her, but you were also secretly happy at your scheme going well. Unbeknownst to Yuna, the Pizza contained trace amounts of aphrodisiac. A small dose for the first day, but it'll slowly increase, driving her insane. As you sat with her, you allowed your fanboy side to come out, allowing Yuna to take her mind off her current situation. After around 30 minutes, Yuna had finished the pizza, and you received a message. She was on her way, you had to wrap it up. "I'm sorry Yuna, I have to go now. I told them to make sure they serve you and your groupmates good food, so eat up alright?" You shoot her a reassuring smile, and she hesitantly smiles back, before leaning toward you, leaving a kiss on your cheek. "I'll see you soon." She whispered.

Going back to your office, you saw a giant metal frame on wheels, the woman bound to it similar to how Chaeryoung was. Smiling in satisfaction, you took a moment, giving into desire as you leaned down, toying with the woman, a sudden burst of impulsiveness leading you to kneel down, shoving two fingers up her moist snatch as you roughly fingered her pussy, causing her body to thrash against the frame. Your fingers toyed with her till she finally came, squirting all over the floor. Coming back to your senses, you try to shake it off, slight shame overrunning you. You didn't want to take any pleasure from this.

Going into room 2, you saw Chaeryoung lightly panting, a light coat of sweat over her skin as she tried to stifle her arousal from the vibrator.

Setting up the woman you had brought in, you placed her right opposite to Chaeryoung, then moving to Chaeryoung, ripping her blindfold off.

As Chaeryoung's vision steadied, she could vaguely make out a figure who she assumed to be Ryujin, or Yuna maybe, but as her vision cleared, she almost screamed in terror.

Across from Chaeryoung, hung in a similar fashion, and in the same exact fashion, was her sister, Lee Chaeyeon.

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woollypoison · 3 months ago

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The last time: part 1

Itzy Lia x m reader A/N: Like all my itzy part 1s I'm trying out, this has no smut yet. Just fluff. Smut will come in the next chapters. Word count: 2,568 words

The music is loud, but not loud enough. This place smells like sweat and cheap alcohol, the exact same mixture you can find at any college party. People shout over each other, cups crinkle under people’s dancing feet, and everyone is touching everyone.

You should be enjoying yourself, but even the loudest distractions can’t prevent your eyes from being locked on to Lia.

She stands near the edge of the room, far away from the life of the party, arms crossed, tears swelling in the corners of her eyes but refusing to spill over. Her boyfriend—the eternal class act that he is—leans in close, probably spouting some bullshit. His expression is all smooth confidence, but hers is hurt. You don’t need to hear what he’s saying. You already know. You saw him, lips on another girl, bodies flush against each other like Lia never existed in the first place. And now, he’s feeding her some excuse, no doubt in his mind that she will just swallow it like she always does.

But something’s different this time. She’s not buying it, and she’s not giving in. And then, just like that, he sighs, throws up his hands, and walks away. No fight, no desperation. He just walks away from her like she was never worth the effort.

You don’t even hesitate. No time to. She’s your best friend after all. You move.

Lia barely reacts as you step in beside her, but when you nudge her arm, she exhales, already privy to your antics. “Not now.”

“If it’s up to you, it’s not ever,” you correct. You don’t wait for permission. You snag a bottle of whiskey from the counter next to her and pop the cap. “Drink with me!”

She hesitates. She’s reluctant. “I don’t feel like drinking.”

“And I don’t feel like letting you mope tonight.” You take a swig straight from the bottle and hand it to her. It burns, but it’s bright and distracting. “Come on. When was the last time you lived a little?”

She eyes you, then the bottle, then you again. Something shifts in her expression—anger, defiance, something that reminds her of memories long buried. She snatches the bottle from your grasp and takes a drink. It burns, and she coughs, but she doesn’t hand it back.

You grin. “That’s the spirit!”

She scoffs through the coughs, but the corner of her lips twitch. “Shut up.”

You’re already scanning the party, looking for something to pull her out of her own head. There’s a group playing beer pong, hyping each other up like they’re at the Olympics. Perfect.

You drag Lia along with you, as you approach the would-be champions. Without warning, you grab a ball off the table and line up a shot. The guy who was about to throw blinks at you. “Dude, what the hell?”

You ignore him and flick your wrist towards victory. The ball arcs, bounces once, and lands straight into a cup. The crowd reacts with a mix of cheers and protests, but you don’t care. You turn to Lia, smirking with satisfaction, and hand her the next ball. “Your turn.”

She stares at you. Her body is shrinking, and it looks like she might retreat into her shell. “You’re insane.”

“And you’re up.”

Lia glances at the crowd watching, the challenge hanging in the air. She looks at you, your smile going from one ear to the other encouraging her to partake. She takes a deep breath, takes the ball, straightens her shoulders, and throws. The ball drops into a cup flawlessly.

The room erupts. The guy whose game you interrupted throws his arms up in disbelief. “Are you fucking kidding me?”

Lia doesn’t gloat. She just picks up the cup, downs the beer inside, and wipes her mouth with the back of her hand like she’s been doing this her whole life. Then, she looks at you.

You whistle. “Damn.”

She smirks. “What can I say?”

You step in close, voice level adjusted to be just for her. “This is fun, isn’t it?”

She exhales, something loosening in her. “Yeah. It kind of is.”

But you’re not stopping here.

You scan the room for the next move. You spot it, your next target—an old speaker, unattended and inviting on a counter, playing the same overplayed pop song. With Lia in tow, you stride over and connect your phone. The music cuts off, and a few people groan, but you just open your library and hit play.

A completely different song blasts through the room. Something more obscure, something wilder.

People react immediately, some booing, others cheering. Lia’s eyes react instinctively. “Wait, this song—”

“You like this song,” you fall in, leaving no doubt about the reason for your choice.

She laughs, the sound light, unburdened but restrained. “I do.”

“So dance.”

She hesitates, but you grab her hand, spinning her once. She stumbles into you, laughing despite herself. The party moves on around you, but for a moment, it’s just the two of you, caught in your own little world.

You can see it on her face. For the first time tonight, Lia isn’t thinking about him.

But the moment shatters. Your efforts were beginning to bear fruit, but they were spoiled too soon.

From across the room, he approaches. Her boyfriend’s voice, loud and annoyed, pierces the carefully crafted atmosphere. “Lia, what the hell are you doing?”

You don’t even have to turn to see him pushing his way through the crowd, eyes locked on her, clenched fists like he was preparing for a fight. The fun, the freedom, it all fades from existence, from her face—hesitation, guilt trying to creep back in.

Not this time. You’ve seen it happen countless times before now.

You lean in close, voice out her boyfriend's reach. “Let’s get out of here.”

She looks at you, uncertain of it all.

Then, her boyfriend calls her name again, sharper this time, as if she’s making another mistake. But she knows better.

Lia grabs your wrist in her first act of defiance. “Let’s go.”

You don’t need to be told twice. You let her lead you outside the house, but once outside, the roles reverse. You don’t let her pause, let her stop here. Instead, you take her even further away from the party to the first and best thing your mind can think of.

The arcade is alive with flashing neon lights, the chaotic symphony of electronic jingles and mixed reactions filling the air. You shove a few bills into the token machine, spilling a handful into your palm before tossing a few to Lia. She catches them like it’s a practiced act, but her expression is skeptical.

“You seriously dragged me to an arcade?” she asks, raising an eyebrow at your great escape.

“You seriously gonna tell me you’re too cool for this?” You grin, nudging her towards the air hockey tables. “Come on, we’re settling this once and for all. Air hockey. I used to smoke you all the time. Loser gets a punishment.”

Lia chortles, but there’s a flicker of amusement behind her eyes. “You’re on.”

You pick your table, and from the second the puck drops, it’s war. Lia is fast, but her shots are wild. She misses easy blocks, fumbling the paddle once, but she’s so caught up in the fun she doesn’t notice how you start easing up, letting her slip goals past you. When she scores the final point, she throws her arms up, victorious.

“Destroying you has never felt better,” she teases, gloating as if she just settled a lifelong rivalry.

You roll your eyes in mock annoyance. “Alright, alright. Fair’s fair. What’s my punishment?”

She taps a finger against her chin before smirking. “Close your eyes.”

You sigh but comply. You’re not a sore loser, not after choosing to be one. A few moments later, she presses a cold can into your hands. You pop it open and take a sip—immediately regretting it. “What the hell is this?!”

Lia bursts into laughter. “Carbonated milk. Consider it payback.”

You sputter the concoction, wiping your mouth of its filth. “That’s foul.”

Her grin is as proud as it was mischievous. “Exactly.”

You shake your head, laughing despite yourself. You’ve missed this. Missed spending time with her. “Alright, let’s move on. I’m winning you something.”

You drag her to the claw machine, and she crosses her arms, unimpressed. “Please, these things are rigged.”

“Not when you’ve got my skills.” You crack your knuckles, putting on an exaggerated show of focus as you deftly maneuver the claw. Lia observes your performance, still skeptical, until the claw actually snags onto a small stuffed bear and holds on long enough to drop it into the chute.

You scoop it out and hand it to her, the bravado of a man who won a teddy bear ten times the size you just had. “Told you.”

She takes it, eyes softer than before. “I… didn’t think you’d actually get it.”

“Guess I’m full of surprises.”

She holds the bear against her chest for a moment before stuffing it into her bag. “Alright, I’ll admit. That was kind of sweet.”

“Kind of?”

She rolls her eyes in the same mock annoyance she must have learned from you. Or was it you who learned it from her? Either way, she doesn’t argue any further.

Eventually, you both step out of the arcade looking for your next distraction, the night air cool against your skin. Lia stretches her arms over her head, exhaling. “Alright, what’s next?”

You glance around, spotting a near-empty grocery store parking lot, an idea sparking in your mind. A childish smile spreads across your face. “I think I see our next challenge.”

Lia follows the direction of your gaze to an abandoned shopping cart and lets out an incredulous laugh. “No way.”

“Oh, come on. You trust me, right?” Your rebuttal is tempting, tempting enough to get her to hum as she considers it.

She shakes her head but, to your delight, climbs into the cart. “Alright. Just don’t kill me.”

You take a running start, the wheels rattling as you push her through the empty lot. Lia shrieks high pitched and filled with life, clutching the sides as you pick up speed, laughter bubbling past her lips. It’s reckless and stupid, but it feels good—feels free.

When you finally slow down, she’s breathless, her face suddenly inches from yours. She doesn’t move away. You don’t want to either.

The cool air becomes heavy, something new unraveling in the little distance between your eyes.

Before you can say something you didn’t stop to think about, Lia clears her throat and looks away. “We should—keep going. What’s next?”

You nod, shaking off the moment just as easily as it came. “Let’s go find something else to conquer.”

You end up outside a rundown photo booth near an old convenience store, its flickering sign barely hanging on. The joy on your face says everything Lia needs to know. She eyes it, then you. “Seriously?”

“Come on. Gotta commemorate the night somehow!”

She huffs, exhaling air through her nose in a quick burst but follows you inside. The cramped space forces you close, her shoulder pressing into yours as she scoots barely into frame. The first flash goes off as she makes a face, sticking her tongue out.You paint a big smile on your face for the picture, throwing an arm around her to pull her into the frame for the next one.

Then, right before the third flash, you can feel Lia’s body tense up against yours. She’s planning something. She looks at you, really looks at you, before smirking mischievously. You can’t help but wonder what prank she has planned to pull on you, but you’ll let it happen nonetheless. Cheering her up was worth it all.

And then, instead of some grand, over-the-top stunt, she does something quieter. She leans in, sliding deeper under your arm, her head resting against your shoulder. Her fingers interlock with yours, and she doesn’t let go.

The camera flashes.

You glance down at her, your chest squeezing tighter then when you were pushing her around in a cart. She doesn’t say anything, just stays there, close, warm. The playful air shifts—becomes something calm.

She doesn’t move away, doesn’t laugh it off. Just holds your hand a little tighter, waiting. You rub your thumb over hers. It’s soothing. You’re just friends. You had never even considered Lia as something else. But what if…?

The next flash of the camera captures the sudden stillness, the quiet storm brewing between and inside of you.

You let out a breath, finally looking away. “Come on,” you murmur, squeezing her hand once before standing. “I know where we can go next.”

As you step out into the night, Lia doesn’t let go of your hand right away. She lingers, thumb brushing against your skin before finally, hesitantly, letting it slip away. Neither of you comment further on it.

After a few moments of walking in silence, you glance at her. “You remember the old jungle gym?”

She blinks, then lets out a soft laugh. “From middle school? The one we used to sit at, talking about nothing for hours?”

“Exactly, that’s the one! Haven’t been there in years.”

Lia tilts her head, considering. Then she smiles, a green light signal to go ahead. “Let’s go.”

You climb to the top of the jungle gym together, the city humming in the distance, but here, beneath the stars, everything feels still.

Lia stretches out, staring up at the sky absentmindedly. “It’s weird. I can’t remember the last time I’ve done this.”

“What? We used to climb this thing all the time.”

She chuckles and shakes her head. “No, not that! Just… let go like this.”

You watch her, the way her hair falls against the worn metal, the way the moonlight catches in her eyes. “We used to do that too all the time,” you remind her. “Back when we had nothing better to do than waste time here.”

She smiles faintly. “Yeah. Before everything got… complicated.”

You don’t say anything, only offering a smile that reaches half of your lips. You just watch her as she rolls onto her side, propping herself on an elbow facing you. “Why are you doing this?” she asks suddenly, eyes searching yours as if they’ll provide the answer.

You blink, caught off-guard by the sudden question. “What do you mean?”

“This.” She gestures vaguely around her and towards you. “Dragging me around, making me forget about him.”

Your throat tightens. You think about saying something inflammatory about her boyfriend, but don’t even want to let a thought of him taint this place. “Because I hate seeing you like that.”

She studies you, her gaze flickering over your face. She looks down. Her smile is small but real. Like she’s happy she’s here now, but already mourning the fact that it won’t last. “You make it sound easy.”

“It’s easy when you’re with me.”

When you’re starving, and you have a bite, you only end up craving more. That same hunger is consuming Lia right now. She’s feasting on this moment, indulging in every reckless, fleeting moment like she's been starving for it. Watching her like this, so alive, enjoying each minute she has—you can’t help but feel the hunger too.

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coldfanbou · 1 year ago

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Plaything

Alright, so this is the Yuna fic. What I didn't say was that this was Yuna being used by the rest of Itzy. Blep sent this in as an idea that I loved. I did add a little side thing between Yeji and Ryujin.

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Yuna x GP Itzy

Yuna walked into her special room, hidden away from the offices of the regular workers. She sat down and waited for her masters to come. They had all spoken about meeting with her. She laid down on her bed, face down, with her skirt lifted onto her back, giving whoever came in first would get a look at her ass. She knew it would get them going. While she waited, Yuna went through her phone and kicked her feet, slowly getting bored.

Chaeryoung, Ryujin, Lia, and Yeji discussed what they would do with Yuna. The four of them spoiled her rotten in exchange for some stress relief. They all wanted to use Yuna on this particular day. “The easiest option is if we all fuck her. After all, she loves being fucked. It’ll be perfect for her.” Yeji said, voicing her opinion. The others nodded along, considering other options before Ryujin spoke up.

“I want her ass.” The others looked at her before looking at each other, the same thought running through their head.

“I want her pussy!” Lia, Chaeryeong, and Yeji shouted simultaneously.

“You’ll all get a turn, but I think Yeji said it first,” Ryujin said with a sly smile. Lia and Chaeryeong sighed, admitting defeat. The four of them walk over to Yuna’s room. Ryujin loosens her tie as she goes. She began walking faster, Ryujin was getting hard thinking about Yuna’s ass, and it made her pants feel tighter. She doesn’t wait for the others to reach the door, instead opening it up to see Yuna’s ass on display. Ryujin pulls her cock out of her pants, stroking it as she walks toward Yuna. She grabs the young woman’s waist, getting Yuna’s attention, and pulls her onto her lap. Yuna feels Ryujin’s hard cock between her cheeks and begins grinding on her with a sultry smile.

“You’re already hard, Mommy. Do you want me that badly?”

“Of course, I want to ruin your little ass, baby.” A knock on the door disrupts their moment. The other three stand there looking at Yuna with hungry eyes. They walk in and close the door behind them, locking it. Chaeryeong and Lia sit beside Ryujin while Yeji stands in front of Yuna, tilting her head back and planting a kiss on her lips.

“You’re going to have a busy day, baby.” She says to the younger woman, placing Yuna’s hand on her bulge. “You can take care of all of us, right?” Yuna gives the older woman a nod as she fishes Yeji’s cock out of her pants. She slowly strokes it, pleasing Yeji as she fixes Yuna’s hair. Yeji moves her hips along with Yuna’s strokes, humming as she enjoys the feel of her soft hand. Chaeryeong and Lia feel up Yuna’s tits, not wanting to be left out. They pull out their cocks, jerking themselves off while they wait for their turn. Ryujin moved her hand under Yuna’s skirt, adjusting her panties and pressing her cock against Yuna’s puckered hole.

“Mommy-” Yeji stuffed her cock into Yuna’s mouth, keeping the young woman quiet. Yuna, once she got a cock in her mouth, changed. She became completely submissive; her tongue swirled around the older woman’s head, and she allowed Ryujin to drag her body down. The young woman’s groans were suppressed, but they still grew louder as she felt Ryujin’s cock spread her asshole apart. The thick shaft moved deeper inside of her as Ryujin continued to pull Yuna’s body down.

“Shit, you’re so tight. My baby has been training.” Ryujin said with a smile as she finally bottomed out. The cock inside her asshole made her feel full. Yeji was going to add to that now, being unable to wait. She pushed Yuna against Ryujin and rubbed her cock between her folds. The young woman’s moans were filling the air, arousing the others. Chaeryeong and Lia stripped Yuna of her shirt and began playing with her bare breasts, attaching themselves to them. Yuna whined as she felt the two sucking on her tits. Yeji took her time with Yuna, running her finger along her slit until she reached her clit. She gave it a quick flick, making the younger woman squirm. Yuna’s ass tightened around Ryujin at the same time, making the older woman moan as she thrust into a tighter hole. Liking the reaction, Yeji did it again before finally stuffing Yuna. Yeji slid her cock in with ease, reveling in the familiar feeling of Yuna’s cunt and being able to feel Ryujin’s cock through her walls. Yuna rested her body against Ryujin's, being filled in both holes and making her lose her mind. Her eyes were half-lidded, and she continually mumbled about feeling full. Chaeryeong climbed onto the bed, positioning herself above Yuna’s head and presenting the young woman with her cock. Yuna grinned at Chaeryeonog before opening her mouth. Chaeryeong wasted no time sliding her cock inside Yuna’s mouth. She immediately groaned, feeling her tongue lapping at the head.

Now stuffed with three cocks, Yuna was in complete bliss. She gingerly moved her fingers along her slit, increasing the pleasure and making herself cum. As her walls tightened around Ryujin and Yeji, she could feel every detail as their cocks pushed their way inside. Her vibrating throat gave more pleasure to Chaeryeong. Chaeryeong loved using Yuna’s mouth; she always thought of her lips as being perfect when they were around her cock. Chae rested her hands on the young woman’s chest, squeezing Yuna’s tits as she shut her eyes and focused on the feeling of warm saliva on her cock.

Lia sat on the side, watching Yuna be used like a toy. She stroked her cock quickly, her mouth hanging open as low groans left her. She stripped down as she waited and aided the others, helping Yeji remove her shirt before doing the same to Chaeryeong. Being unable to get a piece of Yuna, Lia settled on toying with the others, occasionally cupping Yeji’s small tits and pulling on her nipples. She was trying to egg her on, to get her to cum early so she could have her turn.

Yeji was getting closer to her climax; the constant thrusting and rubbing against Ryujin’s cock through Yuna’s walls made her grit her teeth as she tried to hold on. Ryujin wasn’t doing much better; Yuna’s tight ass was squeezing her so tightly it was nearly painful, but that only made Ryujin get closer to cumming. “Mommy’s going to cum inside Yuna.” She moaned softly. Yuna mumbled something as she choked on Chae’s cock. The only sound to escape her was garbled as she cummed again. Ryujin drove her cock inside one final time as she joined Yuna in bliss. Yuna felt Ryujin’s cum fill her guts as she lapped at Chaeryeong’s cock. Yeji announced her climax moments later. She wanted to cum on Yuna and pulled out; Lia jerked her off, making sure Yeji covered the younger woman.

As the action slowed, Chaeryeong pulled her cock free from Yuna’s mouth, letting her breathe. Ryujin climbed out from under Yuna, her cock flopping out of the tight hole. Yuna lay on the bed, her tongue moving around her lips while her hands wandered her body, squeezing her tits and moving along her slit. She looked like a cock hungry whore to the others, and they loved it. “My mommies love me so much,” Yuna mumbled as she brought her fingers to her face and spread them out, watching the cum drip from them.

Yeji moved the hair from one side of Yuna’s face while Ryujin did the other. “Of course we do. You’re our little sugar baby.” Yeji kisses Yuna’s cheek. “We’re going to stuff you full of love.” She said while pushing her fingers inside the young woman. Yuna raised her hips and moaned in response.

“I want more cocks, Mommy,” Yuna said softly. Ryujin grabbed her limp cock offering it to Yuna.

Yeji smiled, “Let’s wait a little, Ryujin. Chaeryeoung and Lia haven’t gotten a turn with our baby yet.” Chaeryeong took her position between Yuna’s legs; she spread them apart and ran her cock along Yuna’s folds. She covered herself in Yeji’s cum as she did so. Chaeryeong slid inside Yuna with ease; she was slippery and warm. Yuna wrapped her arms around Chaeryeong, allowing herself to be lifted. Cum flowed from her gaping asshole, dripping onto the floor until Lia stuffed cock inside. Yuna whimpered as she felt herself become full once more. She could feel Lia’s tits on her back and Chaeryeong’s rubbing against hers.

Chae was the first to move, pushing her cock deeper before pulling out as Lia moved in. Whereas Ryujin and Yeji had fucked her like rabid animals, Chaeryeong and Lia were more methodical. They alternated, passing Yuna from one cock to the other. Yuna’s light moans flowed like music to the other's ears. Ryujin and Yeji were delighted to see Yuna enjoying herself. It was often she got used by everyone at once. They were erect and needed to deal with it, however. Considering they were giving Chae and Lia a chance, they chose to do some mutual masturbation. Ryujin’s hand moved quickly along Yeji’s shaft while Yeji decided to take a different path; she gripped Ryujin tightly and moved her hand slowly—each woman receiving great pleasure from it. They started to get further into it, unable to control themselves. Yeji showed her dominance, pushing Ryujin back and straddling her. Their cock rubbed against each other for a moment before Yeji adjusted her position and slammed herself down on Ryujin’s cock. It was a foreign sensation, but she loved it. She craned her neck back, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she felt Ryujin’s warm cock pierce her. Ryujin exploded the moment she was fully buried inside Yeji’s ass. Ryujin’s groan filled the room; she grabbed Yeji’s waist, holding her in place as she shot her load inside the formerly pristine hole. Feeling the warm cum fill her, Yeji’s cock began to twitch. She needed more. Yeji rocked back and forth on Ryujin’s cock, making the woman under her shoot more of her cum inside. It still wasn’t enough, Yeji grabbed her cock and began stroking herself as she moved. Her cock was madly twitching before she climaxed. Yeji’s cum spurted onto Ryujin’s tits.

While Ryujin and Yeji began going at it, Yuna bounced from cock to cock; she pleaded with Chaeryeong for a kiss. She was granted that request and let Chaeryeong invade her mouth. Chaeryeong and Lia enjoyed pressing their bodies against Yuna’s; the young woman had a way of drawing them in. Each thrust from them caused cum inside her to leak out. Yuna complained about losing the cum inside her ass, but she was quickly reassured about it. “Don’t worry, Yuna. We’ll replace it all and give you much more.” Chaeryeong said as she thrust back in.

“Yeah, Yuna. We’re going to be here all day.” Lia groaned as she said that; she felt Yuna tighten around her. “Are you going to cum?” She asks with a sly smile. When Yuna gave her a meek nod, her smile grew. “Cum for us. Cum on Chaeryeong’s cock.” Yuna looked to the sky and climaxed on command. Chaeryeong and Lia buried themselves inside Yuna, their cocks throbbing as they cum with her. Yuna revels in the warmth of their cum shooting into her. Lia and Chaeryeong nip at her neck as they cum. The three women move to the bedside and lay Yuna down, cum pouring out of her as they do.

They look over to see Yeji pounding away at Ryujin in missionary position. Ryujin’s cock flopping around as Yeji dominates her. Lia is the first to notice cum oozing from Yeji’s asshole. Yuna lazily whines upon seeing, complaining about her cum being given to someone else. Yeji moaned through her words, telling Yuna there was plenty for her.

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Itzy's Sex Toys

Yeji, Lia, Ryujin, Chaeryeong, Yuna

Length: 2325 words

Tags: masturbation, (improvised) sex toys, voyeurism, cum sharing, cum lube

Summary: Ever wondered how Itzy gets themselves off?

AO3

A/N: Here's some fantasy fuel for how each Itzy member masturbates (it gets real slutty at the end) featuring the non-conventional objects they had to make do with as sex toys before, the actual sex toys they own now, and the toy that they're looking at buying next.

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Yeji

Yeji getting her driver's license led to more than just being able to drive. This definitely doesn't work in every vehicle, but the handbrake in Yeji's car was just a simple, long and straight lever that when the car was in park, angled almost straight up. There was enough room at the front console that she could push the seats back, slot herself over the handbrake, and start riding to her heart's content. It was unconventional for sure, and not always practical, but at least the car had tinted windows.

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Yeji was the group's trailblazer when it came to sex. Not only was she the first to buy a sex toy, but she went all out on the first purchase. When the order came through, she couldn't contain her excitement and ran to her room to test it out. It was a male torso sex doll, spanning from the neck down to the cock and balls. No longer would she be confined to the inside of a car whenever she wanted to ride something long and hard. During one late night talk, Yeji and Ryujin had shared some of their fantasies with each other. The repercussions of that conversation led to Yeji sometimes pretending the sex doll beneath her was Ryujin, as she bounced up and down on its hard rod (more of that fantasy later...)

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Yeji is looking at buying a fuck machine next. With both the handbrake and sex doll she has to do all the work herself, but wants to have a go at lying down on her hands and knees, turning the machine on, and just getting absolutely railed from behind. She's gonna have to find more storage space...

Lia

Lia often took the longest showers. She would of course do the usual: wash her hair, soap herself up, shave, and get clean. But then she would also get dirty. Their bathroom showerhead was detachable, which Lia would hold against her pussy. The hot water jetting over her clit was the perfect amount of pressure. Not wanting anyone to have to wait around, thoughtful Lia would try to limit her shower sessions to when no one else had to use the bathroom after her.

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Lia eventually wanted to add more to her shower sessions, and made a very pragmatic decision to buy a suction cup dildo. She could now attach the dildo to the shower wall and fuck herself on it, whilst still holding the showerhead over her clit. This revolutionised showers for Lia, causing her to take multiple showers in a day if there was the opportunity to do so. From an outsider's perspective, she seemed shy about sex, but the thought of someone walking in on her getting off secretly turned her on, and for that reason she never locked the bathroom door when she showered (or the bedroom door when she stuck the dildo to her mirror). One time she forgot to take the dildo off the shower wall, and Yuna discovered it. But that's a story for another time.

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She's interested in buying a simple clit vibrator. One that she can hold against her sensitive bud whilst fucking her dildo, but she also wouldn't be tethered to the shower this way. She basically sees it as a direct upgrade from the showerhead.

Ryujin

Ryujin sleeps with a pillow between her legs. Silk sheets, pyjama shorts and no panties, cause she humps her pillow to get off. If she bundles up the pillow just right, her wetness against the silk pillow case creates an amazing texture that’s both smooth yet has just the right friction against her pussy lips and clit. She’s gotten real good at humping and grinding her hips after all that pillow fucking. This did lead to Ryujin having an excessive amount of pillows in her room, allowing her to have a pillow to fuck and still have a fresh one to sleep on that didn't have her cum all over it (without having to wash her sheets every few days). One night when Chaeryeong was sleeping over in her room, she wondered why Ryujin needed so many pillows. Her curiosity was answered upon seeing a familiar patch running down the middle of one of them. Much to Ryujin's embarassment, Chaeryeong specifically chose to sleep on that pillow for the night.

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Ryujin wants to fuck. Like literally. She bought a strap-on dildo because she’s obsessed with the idea of having a thick cock and just absolutely railing people with it. So much so that she practices fucking her pillow with it, pretending it’s one of her group members. Ryujin will give the dildo head before putting it on, practicing her blowjob skills and getting it all slicked up for her pretend partner (for now). Then she’ll get rough with it, slapping her fake cock and watching it sway, then jerking it off with a vice-like grip.

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Whilst she humps her pillows and jerks off her fake cock, she watches porn, and has been on the kinkier side of it lately. She finds herself continually returning to videos of sex swings. Ryujin thinks about how hard and fast she could fuck someone’s guts out with the assistance of a swing. This is going on her wish list for sure.

Chaeryeong

Chaeryeong genuinely did use her face roller to massage her face... at the start. The phallic look of it did always get her thinking and one day her depraved thoughts got the better of her and she used it to massage other places. She would clutch onto the roller balls to angle the shaft inside of her, pumping in and out of her pussy and oh.. my.. god.. did it make her feel good.

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Whilst the face roller got her off, it didn't hit deep the way she wanted it to (Chaeryeong's vaginal canal goes deep), so she started browsing around for actual toys. All the pretty colours and shapes of bad dragon dildos really drew her attention (and yes, the massive size too) and settled on a few that she particularly liked. The first time she used one was a very slow process, involving lots of lube and very slow penetration. Even now, her wank sessions take a bit to start off. But once her pussy adjusts to the size, it hits her in crevices that she didn't even know she had. She likes to kneel in front of her mirror with the base of the dildo on the floor just in front of her, holding the length of it up against her abs to visualise just how far it goes inside of her. Bad dragon dildos for a bad girl...

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The monstrous dildos do a very sufficient job of filling up her pussy, but Chaeryeong wants to be double stuffed and have things up her juicy ass too. She can’t get over how cute fluffy cat tail anal plugs look, and wants to have one (or two, or three) for her growing collection.

Yuna

One morning when they were getting ready for their schedule, Yuna and Ryujin were standing by the bathroom vanity, when Yuna's electric toothbrush was cutting in and out of power. The older girl made a sly comment about it. "Is the battery faulty? You only just charged it yesterday..." Yuna brushed off her remark whilst blushing, telling her Unnie to shush. They both knew the real reason. Yuna would brush her teeth with her electric toothbrush, feeling it vibrate in her hand, and one day her intrusive thoughts took over. Bzzzzzzttt it went, vibrating against her lips, though it wasn't in her mouth...

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If she was attached to her toothbrush before, she was now straight up obsessed with her rabbit vibrator. Where the toothbrush was thin, her rabbit was thick. Where the toothbrush was a gentle buzz, her rabbit vibrated hard. And where the toothbrush had her rubbing her clit with her free hand, the rabbit ears did that for her. This thing turned Yuna into a crazed little cum machine and she may or may not be addicted to jilling off with it.

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Yuna couldn't imagine a better toy at getting her tight little pussy off, so she’s opted for branching out to accessories that stimulates and turns her on instead. A ball gag, to help shut herself up so that her roommates don’t have to hear her fucking her rabbit for the 4th time in a day (hint, they can still hear her, and it turns them on just as much as it annoys them for being such a distraction). And nipple clamps, so that she can have her nipples pinched hands free.

All In Us!

This one is shared. Nobody explicity says it out loud but they all get off harder at the thought of sharing a toy; the material being glass has the added benefits of temperature retention and being easy to clean and take care of. If there’s one toy that always gets brought whilst travelling, it’s this one. It started off as them all passing around a hairbrush (which was tooootally only used to brush their hair) but Yeji thought it was starting to get ridiculous that they were using the handle of a hairbrush in this manner so she went and ordered them a glass dildo. When the girls are feeling particularly nasty there are days that the dildo gets shared around without cleaning it between uses. Cream and cum flows freely on the glass; getting passed around like a slut, accumulating everyone’s wetness and dirty fantasies.

To start off, Yeji had just driven home and was parked outside. She had been waiting to fuck herself all day and finally had the chance to. Pulling the glass dildo out of her bag, she slicks it up with her mouth, getting it coated with spit and ready for her pussy. Getting on top for a ride, she knows how to angle it just right so that the glass hits her g-spot with every buck of her hips, leaving a squirty mess over her car seat by the time she’s done. She wipes up after herself and heads inside, walking away from the fogged up windows of her car.

Lia welcomes her home and watches her place the wet glass dildo on the front door table, as if it were a mundane item like house keys or a letter. And that’s how the sharing starts. Lia retrieves the toy for herself, and is already a little wet by the time she reaches the bathroom. With her face pressed against the vanity, she uses one hand to fuck herself from behind, and the other to rub her clit, all to the mental image she has conjured up of Yeji’s squirty mess. Lia's angelic moans bounce off the bathroom tiles to the beat of her bent over railing. Once she’s done, she leaves the glass toy on the counter top.

Ryujin knows what Lia gets up to in the bathroom, and not so sneakily ducks in there to grab it after Lia leaves. Back in her room, she happily licks up the still warm glass, tasting Lia’s sweet honey. Once she's slurped up all of Lia's cum and has sufficiently replaced it with her own spit, she pulls up an image on her phone from her private folder (which may or may not be exclusive 'selfies' that Lia sent her). Facing down on her stomach, she bucks against the glass dildo, squeezing it with her velvety walls whilst grinding her clit on her wrist.

She gets a message notification from Chaeryeong - 'Unnie it's my turn when you're done.' Chae waits patiently in the next room over, listening to the consistent creaking of Ryujin's bed. Ryujin exits her bedroom and catches Chaeryeong in the hallway. She holds up the used dildo, attempting to make eye contact with a half smirk and a fucked out expression, but the younger girl is too shy and meekly grabs it from her hand without looking, giggling as she walks off to her own room. Chaeryeong is fucking ready to be filled up, and has her face down and ass up within seconds of closing the door. She rubs the glass along her tight little ass hole and then her pussy, lubing them both up with Ryujin's cum. She then pushes in, pounding away at her pussy with it - whatever remained of her Unnie's cum is now thoroughly mixed in with her own. She rubs her ass with her free hand, easily slipping in one, then two fingers thanks to the cum lube. Chaeryeong quickly reaches her climax this way, feeling like such a dirty slut fucking both of her holes.

Even though Chaeryeong makes a good effort to keep her voice contained, through the walls Yuna can hear the creamy slaps as her Unnie pounds into herself. Yuna had already made herself cum once during all of this, but she was a crazed fuck bunny who rarely stopped at one orgasm. Once again, the abused toy gets passed along. From the tip to the base, the dildo is coated with globs of Chaeryeong’s thick cream. Yuna makes sure to nibble at it a bit, then leans back and fucks herself silly. Simultaneously, she gropes at her perky tits, pinching her hard nipples. The stimulation and knowing that the toy has been passed down the line from every member all the way down to her, has her tight cunt squeezing at the glass dildo as she nuts. Pulling it out, she licks at it like a lollipop, cleaning off all that girl cum.

What toy will Itzy as a group buy next? Well to be honest, they should probably skip the middleman and just start directly fucking each other. They're already intimately familiar with each others moans of pleasure through the walls, and even what each other tastes like. It'll happen sooner or later, and Ryujin does have that strap-on after all...

A/N: If you couldn't tell by the image, this is mostly inspired by Chaeryeong's facial massage roller meme from one of their 'what's in my bag' videos. I also read @minheelovelee's post about Yuna's sex toys a while back, which served as inspo too. If anyone's interested I want to do a girl penis version of this as well.

#itzy smut #girl group smut #gg smut #kpop smut #yeji smut #lia smut #ryujin smut #chaeryeong smut #yuna smut #female idol smut #kpop fanfic #kpop headcanons #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios

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choi jisu (lia) x non-idol!reader (angst)

WARNINGS ; cheating, toxic relationship, betrayal, gaslighting, guilt-tripping, attachment issues, borderline abusive relationship, lia j being an overall bad person

loving choi jisu was probably the best and worst decision of your life.

she — like your now ex-girlfriend, jeon somi — was everything you could've wanted in a girl.

choi jisu was loving in a way that no one could replicate. the 'i miss you' texts, and 'how are you?' calls came in a package with her. jisu put in the effort where somi never did, finding cracks in her schedule that allowed her to see you, just for a brief moment. whether that be 30 minutes or 4 hours, it didn't matter to jisu.

and her smile. the way her eyes would squint into moon-shaped crescents, laughing at one of your stupid jokes while your heart fluttered in your chest.

perhaps that's why a month into meeting her, the two of you had ended up naked in her bed, you watching as her figure gleamed against the rays of the sunrise.

you didn't feel the guilt settling in until the day after.

somi, just like the perfect girlfriend she always was, had decided to invite you and some of her other friends to go out to eat during her off day.

jisu sat beside her, chatting as if nothing had happened the day before. she acted as if she wasn't pressed up against your body, echoes of her voice filling itzy's dorm room.

but the guilt washed away as soon as jisu followed you into the restaurant bathroom that night, her mouth on yours as soon as she locked the stall.

one week later, you broke up your three-year relationship for a girl you had met a month ago.

jisu had a bright red mark on her neck, and you knew it wasn't because of you.

with her being in itzy, and you being a backup dancer for le sserafim, the two of you found very little for each other, especially in the last few months.

gone were the days where she'd squeeze you into her schedule. there were no longer 'i miss you' texts or 'how are you?' calls, but rather voids of silence that would last days if not for you texting her.

but her smile, it was still there. and that was enough to fight for whatever the two of you had.

"what happened to your neck, unnie?"

jisu touched it briefly, a glint of panic spreading through her eyes as she looked at the ground. she had forgotten to put concealer on today.

"i burned myself." she looked up, your eyes boring into hers.

she was lying. you knew she was lying. you had known your girlfriend well enough to know her tells and had seen her lie to her best friend.

everything led back to her smile, but this time, it never reached her eyes.

"unnie." you cleared your throat, irritation sturring in jisu's chest. "that's not a curling iron, is it?"

jisu was known to be loving, her idol persona had captured that side well. she was thoughtful, but she was also careful.

however, choi jisu was volatile, and one wrong move could make her combust.

"what are you implying?"

"nothing." you haven't seen this look on her face, and for a moment, you wondered if the girl in front of you was still your choi jisu. "i'm just saying it wasn't a curling-"

"i told you it was." jisu's voice was monotone, her eyebrow raised. "you think i'm cheating?"

you bit back your tongue. you knew what cheating looked like, and right now, it looked like your girlfriend.

"no."

you could feel dread settling into your chest, your lungs heavy as your eyes burned into hers. there was nothing there except a pitch-black void.

where was choi jisu? where was your girlfriend?

"y/n."

her voice was a harsh contrast to her sweet tone, ripping you apart like a piece of cloth.

"are you?" you asked meekly.

jisu looked at you for a moment, her thoughts going a mile a minute.

"you're projecting," she concluded, almost nonchalantly. her voice was back to normal, but the tone was still off. this wasn't your choi jisu, but a husk of who you knew. "just because you cheated on somi doesn't mean i'm cheating on you."

your breath caught in your throat, suddenly feeling guilt stirring in the pit of your stomach. it had been a year since you had broken up with somi, and it never got easier.

you wouldn't change it for anything, though. not for jisu.

"this has nothing to do with somi."

"doesn't it?" jisu's face was covered in annoyance, and part of you couldn't help but feel guilty. she sighed, pushing her hair out of her face. "look, i can't deal with this right now. i have practice."

"unnie," you tried to call out to her as she entered the foyer. "can't we just talk about this?"

"there's nothing to talk about." jisu's voice was strained, and her eyebrows were bunched together as she put on her shoes. "text me when you aren't acting like this."

"unnie-"

she closed the door behind her with a slam.

maybe you were just overreacting, but there was something wrong. there was someone else. you knew it.

a lace bra.

"whose is this?"

jisu turned her head around, tearing her eyes away from the tv screen and briefly onto the garment you were holding.

she felt her heart drop, her hands suddenly tingling from anxiety as you stood at the entrance to your shared bedroom. it wasn't yours, and she knew that clearly.

jisu needed to be more thorough next time.

"it's yours."

"no." you furrowed your eyebrows. "i know my underwear."

jisu rolled her eyes, pausing the movie that was currently playing. she adjusted her body, facing yours.

"baby, it's yours." that voice was back again, but it was laced with frustration this time. "you wore it last week."

you picked at your fingernail as worry seeped from your eyes.

"unnie." you don't like the look of lace. jisu knew this. "no, it's not."

"oh my god." she threw her head back, shutting her eyes tightly before looking back at you. "yes, it is."

you looked at the bra once more, a size smaller than yours.

"it's not."

"baby, think, please." jisu pushed her hair back, ignoring all your concerns. "i don't wanna be fighting with you right now. i just wanna watch this movie."

"it's not mine."

you knew it wasn't, no matter how hard jisu tried to convince you.

"babe." jisu smiled without her teeth, the shine never reaching her eyes. it had been like that lately, like something had shifted. "it is. trust me."

"it's no-"

"are you being like this to prove that i'm cheating on you or something?" jisu raised her eyebrow, her glare piercing into you in a way you had never experienced before. "because i'm not. and that bra is yours."

"no, it's nothing like that." you said in a small voice, watching as she turned back around to watch some romcom one of her friends had suggested her. "i... it's just this isn't mine."

you knew it wasn't yours.

still, jisu seemed to have no doubt, even if it wasn't your color, even if it wasn't your style, even if it wasn't your size.

"i don't think it is, anyways."

"you wore it last week." the older girl hummed happily, smiling. "we went out with the girls, remember?"

you felt your heart drop.

"oh."

it wasn't yours.

"you need to get more sleep." your jisu turned around, a smile big on her face as her eyes gleamed with happiness. she patted the seat right next to her, ushering you to join. "you're starting to forget things."

you didn't go out with her last week.

jisu hadn't been home in a week.

with her album coming up, as well as a japanese track in the mix, jisu had decided it was best to stay at the itzy dorms rather than at your apartment.

it was horrible. you'd wake up to her side of the bed, barren cold as if her presence wasn't there. there was no chocolate left lying around, nor a pile of clothes on your desk chair spilling on the floor. the shoes in the foyer weren't scattered across the floor, covering the tile with barely any room to walk in.

it was like there was no choi jisu in your life, and it suffocated you.

that saturday, you heard the beeping of the keypad from where you were sitting at around one am. jisu usually ended her practices around ten pm as of three months ago, after yeji had advocated for itzy to the ceo.

she entered the apartment, the front of her shirt wrinkled and her shoulders slumped. her forehead glistened in sweat, and her lips were slightly redder than usual.

dread settled at the bottom of your stomach. you knew exactly what had happened, you had been in that position a year ago.

standing up from the couch, you watched as she took off her shoes.

"can we talk?"

you could hear jisu sigh from where you were, scratching the back of her head as she lifted her luggage out of the foyer.

"i just got home." jisu's eyebrows knitted together, taking off her shoes clumsily. you approached her, noticing a faint smell of cologne on her. "if you want to argue, do it later."

"unnie, please." you begged, watching as she walked past you, scratching the ground with her baggage. "i know i might sound paranoid-"

"because you are." jisu gripped the handle tighter. she whipped her head towards you. "can you leave me alone?"

jisu's eyes bore into your soul, as if she was holding back all the thoughts that swirled in her brain. there was nothing there but anger. no love, no sweetness, nothing that indicated that your choi jisu was in there.

the only thing left was the husk of a person you loved, but your choi jisu had to be there somewhere.

"you're hiding something from me," you said, flinching as she aggressively let the handle of her luggage go.

her voice was calm, despite what her clenched fist might've indicated. "you're acting crazy right now."

you wished you were, but you knew better.

you stared at the shorter girl, your eyes trying to find anything in hers. "i know something's wrong."

jisu rolled her eyes, grabbing her suitcase off the ground and lugging it to your shared bedroom. "i don't want to deal with you right now."

"unnie-"

"y/n!" jisu had never raised her voice at you. she had never been angry enough to (she had never let her facade slip any further down until now). "i'm tired! my body's aching, my head hurts, and i can barely stand up but you want to argue?"

"i don't want to." you could feel a knot in your throat. you had never wanted to cry this badly, not even because somi. you thought it would've been the same with the girl who meant everything to you. "i just want some ans-"

"then the answer is no!" her eyebrows were furrowed, anger burning in her eyes, and there was something terrifying that shifted in the room. "can you leave me alone? can i rest or are you gonna keep accusing me of shit that you did?"

you looked away.

you missed your choi jisu.

"i'm sorry."

you wished she could come back sooner than later.

"whatever."

you kept trying to find your choi jisu in the places where they usually were.

you'd look for the half-eaten chocolate bar in the freezer, or the boxes of empty shoeboxes in the foyer closet. you'd touch door handles, expecting a dozen or so hair ties hanging from it, or the magnets from all the places she had traveled from her previous tours.

you noticed how slowly, everything had started disappearing, as if your choi jisu was fading in front of you.

the only thing you had left was her, and her body pressed against yours. her soft breathing reminded you of the first time the two of you had ever done anything like this, and you knew that she was still there somewhere.

you stroked her hair, moving it out of her face as you inspected her peaceful face, the soft light of your desk lamp illuminating her face.

"i know you're cheating on me."

you felt jisu stiffen against you, rolling her eyes. she pulled away from your grasp, but you did your best to keep a hand wrapped around her bare waist.

"we're doing this right now?"

you looked at the back of her head, rolling over to spoon her. "i can't keep pretending i don't know."

"y/n," she scoffed. "oh my god."

jisu smelt like your lavender shampoo, her usual strawberry perfume, and a weird hint of vanilla.

"just tell me if there's someone else or not." her fingers grasped yours lightly, your arm tingling from her touch. you pulled in her, almost desperately. "please."

jisu stayed quiet for a moment, and you could hear pounding in your ears, waiting for an answer.

"do you really wanna know the answer?"

she turned to you, her bruised lips pursed and her eyebrows knotted together. her eyes gleamed in worry, and suddenly your choi jisu was back for the first time in two months.

"yes."

"kazuha."

the name hung in the air as your world came crashing down around you.

"it's kazuha."

you had introduced kazuha to jisu three months ago, and you were glad that the person you had worked alongside was so fond of the girl you were in love with.

kazuha was your friend.

"nakamura kazuha?" you wanted to cry, you wanted to scream, anything to release the anger and hurt threatening to spill out of your body. "le sserafim's nakamura kazuha?"

jisu nodded, her eyes swirling with worry.

you felt her kiss your nose, tears falling from your eyes and onto the pillow underneath you. you looked at her and your jisu smiled back, stroking your hair quietly.

"do you still love me?" your voice was quiet, frail as if you were going to break yourself if you spoke any louder.

jisu looked at you.

"what?"

you asked again, looking anywhere but at your girlfriend. "are you still in love with me?"

"why are you asking all of a sudden?" jisu pulled away, suddenly withdrawn like she had been the past few months.

"stay with me." you looked at her, confusion replaced with her normal anger or frustration. "please."

"y/n-"

"i'll change." you begged, grabbing her wrist lightly. tears were falling faster and faster, and it felt like you were suffocating as you felt her pull away. "i'll be whatever you want. just stay with me, only me."

jisu looked at you, wordlessly sitting up as she kissed your forehead.

no.

you knew that's what she said deep down.

"please, unnie." you sat up, your cold body missing your choi jisu as you watched your lover get dressed. "i love you."

a week later, jisu left her one-and-a-half-year relationship to be with a girl she met three months ago.

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authorhjk1 · 11 months ago

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Could you do blue?

https://kpopping.com/kpics/210607-ITZY-Instagram-Update-Lia

Blue

(Lia X Male Reader)

You were surprised when your girlfriend asked you, if you wanted to help out a fellow idol. Asked is maybe the wrong word. At that point, Karina was almost begging you to sleep with her friend.

You didn't know she had that kind of fantasies. But if that means you can be with her and another woman, you are certainly not complaining.

She told you that Lia is currently on hiatus, due to health issues. She wanted you to take care of her mental and physical health at the same time. Which resulted in you, now forcing Lia onto her knees, just after she finished her ice cream.

The strong wind of the sea makes her hair wave behind her as she starts to unbuckle your belt.

The way she sucked on her ice cream just now, already told you that she wanted you to use her. Her tongue, giving her cone long licks while she stared at you, was more than obvious.

You place a hand on her cheek as she pulls your pants down. The cold air hits your cock, before Lia quickly wraps her lips around it. Looking up at you, she starts to bob her head, trying to get you into her throat as deep as you can go, right from the beginning.

You'd like to think that your regular use of her holes is one of the reasons to why she is slowly recovering, but the doctors probably deserve more credit than you.

"Oh, fuck."

You groan, feeling Lia's tight throat around your cock. She has become way better at this throughout the last couple of months. Her tongue is more active now and she is able to take all of you down her throat now.

"Can you please...?"

Despite the fact that she is giving you head at a public beach, Lia is still to shy to ask, if you can fuck her.

You help her up, knowing what she wants, before lifting her off the ground. Sand isn't usually something you should have sex in, so you hook your arms underneath her legs, making Lia lock her ankles behind your back.

You feel your cock rubbing against her bare pussy. When was the last time you saw her wearing panties? Probably a couple of months back. Lia is always eager and ready to let you use her, however you like. Panties would just be in the way of that.

You lift her up a little higher, feeling your tip brush against her wet folds. With a loud moan from her, you sink Lia onto your cock. You give her time to adjust as she slowly slides down your length. Her juices are already dripping from her pussy as she buries her head in your shoulder.

Soon, you hold onto her a little tighter and start to make Lia bounce up and down on your cock. Her moans are ringing in your ears as she feels you reaching incredible depths inside of her. Luckily, there was no one around and the strong wind would've muffled her voice anyway.

"Yes, please."

Lia starts to beg like she always does.

"Please, make me cum. I'd do anything."

She sighs into your ear as you thrust upwards, while you drop her onto your cock. Her pussy is trying to drain you already as it squeezes your cock.

You slowly begin to reach your climax. Lia's pussy is just too tight for you to handle for much longer. It feels like, over the last months, her pussy has been shaped into your personal cocksleeve. It perfectly wraps around your cock, making it impossible for you to stay inside for a long time.

"Fuck, Lia."

You moan again, kissing her neck as she holds onto yours.

"I'm gonna fill you up."

"Yes, please. Give me your cum."

She moans, trying to make you bounce her a little faster on your cock.

You almost have to chuckle at Karina's ridiculous argument. She really tried to convince you to do this.

"There is a study that shows, women who get cum inside of them regularly, are more happy all around."

You never noticed that about Karina, but maybe she is already happy enough.

While thinking about your girlfriend, you finally hold Lia in place as your cock is buried deep inside of her.

"Fuck!"

You groan out loud, feeling her pussy clenching around your cock as you unload inside Lia. She moans into your neck, welcoming your cum inside of her. She feels its warmth warm her whole body up. Her mind becomes a little clearer.

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Hi everyone!

Hope you guys are doing well.

I also hope that Lia is doing well too, since she actually is on hiatus due to mental health issues, I believe. Crossing my fingers she is getting better.

Stay healthy!

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nonnadaari · 2 months ago

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★˚๑ chaeryeong & lia customization ( itzy )

Locks aqui

#beauty #aesthetic #funny #kpop #black stories #kpop icons #kpop lockscreen #messy moodboard #moodboard #chaeryeong #lia itzy

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yenqa · 1 year ago

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10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU — TEASER

READ HERE!

in which...

you hate heeseung. you hate his snobby little voice, his stupid little glasses that are too big for him, his nosiness, and his ability to prove anything or anyone wrong easily. you hate hate hate the way you try to avoid him, but somehow he’s always around, and he can’t see how much you hate him. you swear nothing could make you like him, but after you get caught in a sticky situation with him playing your knight in shining armor, you realize that maybe he isn’t so bad after all.

pairing — heeseung x fem!reader

genre — one sided enemies to lovers, highschool au, he falls first she falls harder, oblivious x obvious, tutor x tutoree (kind of), childhood friends (ish because the whole one sided enemies thing) to lovers, long fic

wordcount — teaser is 1005! fic est. 9k-13k words (hopefully not too ambitious)

warnings — profanity, kissing (no suggestive stuff or nsfw), miscommunication, parties/underage drinking, name calling (bitch, whore, stuff like that), food

featuring — lia of itzy, miyeon of g-idle, hyung line of enhypen (sorry maknaes too many people), ocs : sooyun + teachers

disclaimer — i am not saying this is an accurate representation of these idols or trying to sexualize them at all. this just something i do for fun.

release date — hopefully by mid march?

taglist — open! send an ask or comment to be added!

yenqa — watched the movie on the plane and i was kind of obsessed… but this does not follow the movie plot, i just thought the title fit

YOU WATCH AS THE SNOW FALLS SLOWLY TO THE GROUND

A blanket of white has got you and the guests at your house locked in for the night. You weren’t very happy with these strangers staying at your house for the night—In fact, you had just been completely shut down by your dad when you asked him to kick them out. It was obvious why he did that, but this definitely had to be your least favorite christmas out of the eight you had been through.

You snap out of your thoughts, continuing to eat whatever you had left on your plate, hesitating when you saw the amount of vegetables still left.

“Mom! I’m full.” You try to hide your plate from her, showing her instead a pout with a hand on your stomach.

It didn’t work—obviously, so you were stuck at the table, a frown on your face as you forced in the greens. Across from you, a boy your age, who didn’t seem to mind, he almost looked like he was enjoying it.

That’s impossible though, no one likes vegetables. Maybe he was doing it so Santa would get him an extra special gift?

You grumble when he finishes his place, showcasing his plate that had been licked clean to his mom. He stared at you for a second looking down at your—full plate then looking back at his mom, she said “Great job Heeseung!”. He returns his plate to the table with a smile.

Stabbing your fork back into your food, you stuff it into your face, hoping that you would enjoy it as much as Heeseung did. Again, it didn’t work, and the bitter taste returned to your mouth.

After what felt like hours of groaning and complaining, you had taken the last bite of your food, a proud smirk on your face when you made eye contact with the boy from earlier, who only smiled at you in return.

Throwing away your plastic plate, you realized that now it was present time, and Santa just had to reward you for your good deeds.

Rushing over to the tree, you spot everyone gathered around the area, opening their presents. You run to your present, recognizing the wrapping paper from last year. Looking at your mom for approval, she nods and you tear apart the paper, lifting up the box inside.

You squeal when you see the picture, you had been begging your mom for weeks for a Lego set, specifically if it was minecraft themed. And Santa had gotten you just that. You hug the box, squeezing it. You exclaim a loud “Thank you Santa!” before running up to your room to assemble the build.

Reading the directions, you start the house, quickly getting confused on how it isn’t looking like how it does in the picture.

“I think that’s the wrong piece.” A voice says, you whip your head around to see the same boy who sat across from you.

“Who are you?” Your eyebrows furrow at the sight, confused on why those were the first words he said instead of “Hi!” or something.

“My name’s Heeseung—Um, my mom told me to come upstairs and said we should be friends. Do you want to be friends?”

You huff, “I’m Y/n. Also no, I don’t want to be friends, you’re mean.” You force your legos together, frustrated already with the pieces. You continue to reread the directions, pushing—what you think are—the exact legos to the board. But it doesn’t seem like it’ll fit. Maybe if you push it harder?

“Oh—okay.” You jump slightly, too focused to realize how he's been watching you for the past few minutes. “Do you need some help?”

Yes, you need help. But did you want to accept his help? . This was your christmas gift from Santa, you shouldn’t have to share.

Glancing at the picture then to the building that had looked like an abstract rendition of it, you let out a sigh. I mean, it wouldn’t hurt, right? “Yeah, I guess.”

He takes a seat on the carpet next to you, focusing hard on the directions before breaking off the wrong pieces, reassembling it so you’ll be on the right track.

“Does this go here, do you think?” “No, it goes here.” That was a summary of what the conversation was between you, and somehow you were always the one asking the question. Sighing, you lean back, taking a short stretch break before starting again.

You’re shocked at his speed and efficiency, it almost seems like he’s always a step ahead of you. Geez does this guy ever slow down?

The roles are quickly switched as you are sitting watching him instead. Rummaging through each box only for his eyes to lighten up one he finds the right one. You watch him for a while, getting a break that you very much needed.

You hope that he waits for you to finish it, or that he doesn’t completely do it all by himself because again, it’s your Christmas gift, and he wouldn’t do that, right?

Not right, because apparently he’s a machine—he finishes the build. He stands up, pushes his stupid glasses up also and smiles at you, heading to the door. You think he’s going to say something else like “Sorry for taking away your present!” instead, he thanks you for sharing and happily skipping away.

Heeseung. Even his name infuriates you. He was very unpredictable and you hated that. Why did he just do that? He’s so rude. People don’t make sense—especially boys, they have cooties.

Your head was filled with calling him the rudest things you could think of—You even said a few curse words.

Though later you realized that you probably would never see him again, you were ecstatic, so ecstatic you had disassembled your legos just to rebuild it, to completely forget about your bad experience with the boy.

Only two weeks later were you disappointed to see that same boy, sitting across from you during dinner once again.

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