#kard drabbles

[milkybonya]

So I’m pretty awful at requests but could I maybe request something with BM involving cuddles and some soft moments? Hopefully that’s not too vague 😖 Thank you so much!

🥛: i'm so sorry this has taken me way too long :( i hope you'll forgive me and i hope this fic is okay! and your request is perfect~

cuddle with me

♡ for BM from kard

#: boyfriend!idol!Matthew, established relationship, domestic-type fluff, cuddles!

[💌: wahhhh my last year of college starts in a week. also... i see seventeen on saturday with my best friends. :O]

you're surprised to wake up with Matthew beside you. usually, he's left early for dance practice or a schedule, or sometimes he's just not there because he's on tour.

you take time to peek at him from under the sheets. his smooth skin, his pouty lips, his sharp nose and jawline, his eyelids that flutter and his soft, messy hair all make you realize he's real. he's here.

you don't realized you've moved so close to him that he can feel you breathing on his face. he opens his eyes and smiles as soon as he sees you.

"y/nnnnn," he calls out, his voice raspy.

he wraps his arms around you and pulls you on top of him, ignoring your yells of protest.

"did you sleep well?" he asks, moving stray hairs out of your face.

you nod, holding onto his shoulders for support.

"did you?"

he hums in reply, burying his face into your neck.

"i missed you," he mumbles against your skin.

you stroke his hair and tell him that you missed him too, and he sighs.

"i wish we could wake up like this every day," you say.

"i know, baby, but since we're able to now, why don't we just enjoy it?" he suggests.

"cuddle with me, baby," Matthew says.

you rest your head on his chest and he wraps his arms around you again, pulling you close to him. one of his hands come up to stroke your hair.

"are you still sleepy? should we go back to sleep?" Matthew asks.

"let's stay up... i wanna talk with you," you say.

you ask your boyfriend about work, and he explains his past week to you in detail.

somewhere along the way, your eyelids grow heavy again and start closing. you can't help it! Matthew's chest is just too comfy, and his voice is so soothing.

"and then i got home at like.. 2am last night? and now here we are," Matthew finishes before peeking at you.

seeing your closed eyes, he asks, "are you asleep, y/n?"

no reply.

he snuggles into you and decides to join you for an extra hour or two of sleep.

[pinievsev]

Okay but like. I need more KARD fanfiction on Here. So guess what. FROM NOW ON, I'M WRITING FOR KARD ASWELL! Please please please request!!

[blu-joons]

When They Comfort You Through A Nightmare ~ KARD Reaction

J.Seph:

The sound of you shooting up immediately had Taehyung sitting up, following behind you. You raced through the house, crashing on the sofa as you wiped over your eyes.

“Y/N? What’s happened? What’s wrong?” Taehyung asked, kneeling down beside you on the sofa, resting his hand against your shoulder.

It took a few moments for you to reply as your voice faltered several times. “I had this dream, there was some guy and he was trying to take me away from you.”

“I’m sorry,” Taehyung whispered, brushing your hair out of your face. “Take a moment, try and do some deep breaths.”

“It felt so real,” you then murmured across to him.

Taehyung nodded sympathetically as he made sure to stay right by your side. “It wasn’t real, I promise you, I’m right here instead of whoever was in your nightmare, right?”

“I’m sorry if I woke you up too,” you then told him.

A chuckle came from Taehyung as, as usual, you worried about him. “Don’t be silly, I’m glad that I woke up so that I could be here for you, I don’t want you getting upset by yourself.”

“I’m feeling a lot better now, thanks to you.”

B.M:

Both of your hands quickly moved and wrapped around Matthew’s arm, shaking it as hard as you could as you tried your best to catch your breath after scaring yourself awake.

“It’s too early,” Matthew mumbled, although as he stirred he noticed how firm you were trying to get him awake and listening to you.

After a few moments Matthew’s eyes opened, widening as soon as they looked at you. “I-I had a nightmare,” you stuttered, looking nervously at him.

“A nightmare?” Matthew questioned, moving his arm to wrap around you and bringing you straight into his side for protection.

“I didn’t know what else to do,” you whispered.

A soft kiss was placed to the top of your head as Matthew’s free hand wiped underneath your eyes. “You did the right thing waking me up, even if I was a little bit grumpy just then.”

“Are you not sleeping too?” You asked in response.

Matthew’s head shook as you tilted your head back to look at him. “Not the best, but I don’t think my night has been anywhere near as bad as yours. Are you feeling better now?”

“I’m feeling a lot better laying here with you.”

Somin:

The feeling of your leg jolting against hers was the final straw for Somin as she shook you awake, quickly picking up on the fact that you were experiencing a nightmare beside her.

“Y/N? Are you awake?” Somin quizzed, draping her arm across your shoulders to make sure you knew that she was there beside you.

It took a moment for you to realise what was going on, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. “What happened? Why did you wake me?” You asked Somin.

“You were having a nightmare,” she explained to you, watching as your shoulders dropped, “do you not remember any of it?”

“Not a single thing,” you admitted with a sigh.

Somin offered you an understanding smile as you took a deep breath in. “You were beginning to sweat beside me, not to mention the fact that you kept kicking me too.”

“I’m so sorry, I had no idea,” you hurriedly told her.

A laugh escaped from Somin as you began to return back to your usual self. “I think I can take a few kicks in the leg, especially knowing that you’re not as upset as I thought you’d be.”

“I’ve not got a clue about this nightmare at all.”

Jiwoo: 

Your heart had never raced as fast as it did as you watched the bedroom door opened, relieved to see Jiwoo walking in, despite the fear that greeted her as she found you sat up.

“A-are you alright?” Jiwoo nervously asked you as she quickly shut the door before rushing over to the bed and sitting right beside you.

Your head shook as you buried it into your hands, “I had a nightmare, and then when you weren’t here I thought that something serious had happened to you.

“I’m alright,” Jiwoo whispered closely into your ear, “I just went to use the toilet, I promise that no one came near me.”

“Are you sure?” You shakily asked to be sure.

Jiwoo nodded as your head lifted up and met her eyes. “Whatever happened was just a dream, I’m fine, you’re fine, and there’s no one that can get here and get to either of us.”

“You’re not going anywhere else, are you?” You quizzed.

Jiwoo’s head turned to shake as she slowly encouraged you to lay back down again. “I promise that I’m going nowhere else other than underneath this duvet and cuddling up to you.”

“I like the sound of us doing that, a lot.”

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Masterlist

[zappygolucky]

Heal Us, Emblem of Dawn (drabble)

Micaiah had taught her something of knives. That she had a dear friend who too had been a thief, and how his skill with knives was so adept. How sages of her country wielded them, the same blades that too served thieves, rogues, criminals and the poor. That all such knives were not just of injustice and shadow, that even those of the light used them, kept them, especially for those who could not keep full staves on their body.

She turned the blade between her fingers. A holy woman would wield one. She stared into her warped reflection in its small mirror. The face stared unblinking back.

She remembered holding staves in her palms. Nice and weighty. Easily lifted, easily wielded, spun above her head (to Framme’s dismay). She knew their value though she knew not how they worked. Martial monks had plagued many a botched assassination. The struggle in the victim’s eyes as their tether to life was forcefully strengthened made her shudder. The monks that looked so uncaring, from afar, as they focused their energy into their healing. She knew well the uncomfortable embrace of such magic, as wielded by her employer. Larimar’s guardian. 

The faith that was not rooted in her body that served her even still; Micaiah’s trust, realized. She had had just to hold out each staff, and muscle memory flooded her motions.

At first, she had been shocked. That a phenomenon so caring could come of hands so stained in blood was truly unbelievable. But as she grew to rely on Micaiah, she became less impressed in her own clear redemption. This proof of goodness was nothing more than borrowing the goodwill of another.

Oh, how she had dreaded that conclusion. Leaving the ring in her quarters, she had skimmed magical texts borrowed from Citrinne’s bedside. She had to believe some kind of magical ability resided within her, proving the validity of her choice. She wanted to see something, anything; but the night air always continued its whistling, her hands showing no sign of flame nor shimmer.

A long, slow exhale. She rolled onto her side, facing the wall, and slid the knife easily into the wooden pillar beside her. It was soft wood; proof of a room that had served many, and had been cared for by its tenants in kind. The slit made by her knife was easily missed, but she had not made it. It had been comforting to know that perhaps someone like her had found themselves inflicted with a similar nightly toil.

She wasn’t used to people opening up to her. She wasn’t used to the learning, the sharing, the affection and nostalgia with which past places were recounted, the lively people that she could almost see dancing before her eyes. She remembered that first night on the Somniel, Micaiah’s small, reassuring laugh that came of her discomfort amongst people that believed in her goodness, nigh unquestioningly. She had asked her guardian angel how to cast a simple Shine spell. Training, practicing - she knew the footwork and the attitude. Repetition. And when her small room had rejoiced in the light of her success, every dark corner illuminated as brightly as the center of a candle-flame, she too had felt relief. Relief that she could still find her usual comforts within her new devotion, a devotion to a cause, to a promise, to trust. That though the new path she walked was much different, it was also oh, so bright.

Reassurance of her sage had leavened her heart considerably. Yunaka missed her presence.

[jacksons-goddess-gaia]

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❖ Kard, BM x witch female reader (may do a part 2 someday for smut)

❖ Angst, fluff, Drabble

❖ Tw: violence, death, torture, murder, slight gore, language, guns

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“Did you think I wouldn’t catch you? Or…were you hoping I would?” The voice dipped lower, a dangerous register nearly a growl. Red eyes flashing with interest, stalking round him shrouded by the darkness just outside the only lamps golden circle. “Either way…a truly moronic move coming here. Seems curiosity will finally kill the cat…or more the cats play toy.”

He only glared back, not that he could speak with those fingers squeezing his throat so tightly, or through the mouthful of cotton gagging him. The red eyes flashed, and he was left to assume he had blinked, struggling to make out the hidden shapes stalking him like predators ready for the kill.

“She’s not going home with you…I’m keeping her right here in my palm. Where she always was…” The purr of smug triumph only earned a deeper snear, orange flickering in his own irises despite the pain burning in his wrists and chest as the chains instantly contracted around him. The red eyes narrowed in what he could only assume was a smile, white teeth flashing at him. “Where she belongs.”

Matthew snarled, muscles rippling to no avail. Giving up and leaning back to catch his breath, Matthew let the furry buzz in his veins eyes glowing at him as his vision sharpened. The thin but beautiful man before him smiled wider, chocolate skin warm like the most beautiful wood in summer but even Matthew knew his touch would be a blazing ice storm of frost.

“Now call of your mutts before I decide to see just how good my forbidden fruit tastes like.” The demons smile fell away in a flash eyes cold and merciless.

“Boss, you don’t have to worry about us we’re fine!” Despite the voice ringing in his skull Matthew settled, eyes fading back to a dark brown, muscles going slack with defeat. The man laughed watching Matts head drop with twisted joy, tossing the silver knife up and down catching it deftly after each twirl. There was nothing in this world that could stop Matt in his tracks as fast as threats to his loved ones, especially-

“Now then…Once they leave I’ll come back to you. I think we ought to defang our puppy before releasing him.” The vampires footsteps clicked across the ground as his versace shoes met the stone tiles. “It was a nice try, but she’s destined for greater things than the bride of some misbegotten pup-”

Just as The vampire chuckled on the insult several othersounds cut him short. Faster than a hunter with an arrow on the string, three things happened at once. The first a scream and noise of something like kindled wood popping up stairs. The second the horrible ripping sound of metal being torn from stone and metal alike, and the third was two of the other vampires screams as Matthew exploded outward.

“Impossible-” But Tiberious didn’t get to finish his word as faster than lightning, Matthew dropped the two dead flaking piles of ash and shifted into his human form again chains left behind. The silver knife had barely left his hand when Tiberious felt the burning hot fist connect with his stomach, sending the lanky beautiful man flying up the stairs through the door and smashing into the brick wall of the kitchen. “The chai-ack the chains were enchanted how-”

Matthew snarled lunging up the steps hands clasping around the vampires neck and wrists, struggling to keep another blade from coming crashing down upon him. Orange eyes blazed with hatred as Matthew growled in his face just safe of the snapping white teeth.

“I’m under a stronger spell than anything you can muster.” Matthews words brought confusion to the vampires blood red eyes, stark white hair falling into his face.

“Hey boss time to move the house is burning fast!” Matthew grunted in acknowledgment and focused on his tussle of strength with the vampire. He was easily stronger, but the slippery bastard had hundreds of years combat over him and he was not below using every and any cheap shot to free himself. It was in one of the moments where knowledge over powered brawn that The vampire hissed at him, marked up with injuries much as Matt.

“I’d rather let you both die here then let her fall into your filthy paws!”

Matthew for a moment would have liked to believe it was these words that gave him the strength for the next thirty seconds, but in fact it was aided by the fact that the stake just below Tiberious had finally pierced him beginning its slow way deep into his ancient frame. Matthew did not have the luxury to celebrate his victory as Tiberious screamed a curse the last of his vile energy blasting out in a wave of energy, sending not just Matthew but the vampires who had come running to his aid flying in all directions.

“-Boss! BOSS-FOR FUCKS SAKE MATT GET UP THE FIGHTS NOT DONE!” It took Matthew a few minutes to gather himself back up, blinking the black dots out of his vision. J.Sephs ungulating form battled feet from him keeping the vampires at bay.

“Fuck this.” Matthew groaned, picking himself up injuries burning and throbbing. The explosion having blown up one third of the house and collapsed another third. Taking a moment to let the noises of the world return to his senses, Matthew took in the wreckage with a pounding heart. A shining golden necklace laying in the grass a foot from him sent white cold fear coursing through his body, the blaze of the flames beginning to spread to the last of the abode.

“MATTHEW!” Jiwoo’s scream snapped him out of his stupor. Lifting his gaze he saw her guns blazing as she peppered two vampires with holes, before hurrying to switch out the empty cartridges. “HURRY UP IDIOT!”

Somin leapt to her girlfriends side, slashing down an opponent behind her before dancing away lit in the burning glow of the fire. Matthew swallowed and pressed his feet into the ground, leaping forward over their heads eyes blazing as his clawed hands landed on a loose beam and managing at the last moment to launch himself into the crumbling interior.

The interior was a maze of debris, dying vampires, and flames. Each breath burned but Matthew lifted his head diving deeper into the flames to an area of smoke, kicking the door to the last room open with animlaistic strength.

“MATT! Thank god-” The sight would have been comical had Matthew not had to dive forward and catch the rope as the bedsheets ripped, nearly sending you plummeting down three stories to your death. “Oh-fuck-”

Matthew sighed in relief as you clambered back inside and into his arms, the mannacles around your wrists not stopping you from hugging him tight. A deep rumble left his chest in relief to see that a small gash and soot were the worst of your injuries, crushing you to his chest.

“Hold on babe, I got you now.” Matthew wasn’t really sure if his words were to soothe your beaming smile, or the fears all along that he’d been too late in his rescue. Scooping you up in one arm Matt took a step back and then took off running leaping out the same window you’d been trying to escape down. Feet crushing the last vampire under foot Matt didnt do more then swing you to his back before taking off again. He knew you could hold onto him, the arms tightening around his neck as he shifted proof enough of this.

“Time to go!” His words brought smiles to his three companions who tucked away their weapons, Jiwoo climbing onto Somins lean wolf form as they took off, J.Seph bringing up the rear large panther form keeping up easily.

Matthew would never forget that moment as he sunk into a steady run, heart slowing to match your racing one, your lips brushing his white fluffy ears. “Thank you. Lets go home Matt.”

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“How are you doing?” Matthew melted, here he was, freshly showered and ready to check you up for the tenth time since you’d returned to the flat you shared, and you were more interested in how HE was doing.

“I’m fine babe, how are your wounds?” Matthew had been more than a bit upset before as he was shooed off to go shower and get cleaned up while Jiwoo and Somin bickered and cleaned you up. But when you smiled and held your arms out to him with just light bandaging on your wrists he found himself falling into them, rumbling like the over sized puppy he was inside.

“Why don’t you kiss me and find out.” Your sweet purr took him by surprise, as did the warmth of your skin on his. It occurred to him now as he laid atop you, you were only wearing a thin nightgown.

“Babe you just got-”

“Exactly,” The way you rolled ontop of him had Matthew blinking in surprise. “I’m free, no more vampires, no more fears…nothing holding me back from what I want.” Your fingers though cooler than his werewolf form, felt so warm and soft running over his rugged cheeks. “And I want you…I want my mate.”

Matthews heart nearly leapt out of his chest as you straddled over his crotch, the towel doing nothing to stop you from slowly grinding your core over his cock. The way your scent thickened and his heart stuttered, wolf howling for him to do everything to please you right then and there-

“Babe, mating is permanent. No amount of your magic will be able too-” You shushed him, covering his lips with yours. You’d heard his argument before, knew why he was so scared to go past sweet kisses. But now having almost lost not just your own life, but maybe his or your friends you knew there was nothing else in this world, and no one else that you wanted.

Your human eyes shifted rainbow twinkling in them as you imbued every word with your life force. “I swear myself to you, heart, body and soul Matthew Kim. Be my future, my present, and my partner, please? Theres no one for me in this universe or any other than you.”

Matthew could feel every fiber of his being blazing with energy, the flames of his power licking through his veins. “It,,,it’ll hurt.” He warned voice rasping with desire, wolf clawing its way to the surface.

“Give it too me, I’ll take the pain and the pleasure. I’ll stay with you forever.” All of Matts walls, months of restraining himself, talking down any situation past kissing fell away as your lips met his, bodies curling together long into the darkness of the night.

[stayconnecteed]

❪⠀🪐.⠀lowkey⠀𓏔⠀lee know⠀❫

drabble request by @vanillacupcakefrosting (thank u for being the first ♡) 一 "lee know... something a little naughty?", lowkey by bm (kard)⠀★⠀915 words

content: smut,, mentions of biting / neck kisses, chocking, mirror sex (mentions of oral sex - both him and her reciving, but not described). plot,, minho's thoughts on a party + the after party in his room. credits,, mdni banner by @cafekitsune. warnings,, if any under 18 acc interacts with this fic i'll block them. note,, i hope you like it!! no proofread, i don't even know what have i done ajsdhjasd

The thing Minho liked most about you was your innocent appearance. There was something about the curious way you watched everything, your big eyes taking in every detail, a shy smile tugging at your lips. And it was something that drove him crazy. Even at that moment, sitting on the couch in his own apartment, some of his friends around him having a conversation he'd already lost track of, he didn't let you out of his sight. You were right in his field of vision, the tight leather skirt hugging your hips, which moved almost of their own to the soft music as you talked to your best friend. He adored your angel aura, delicate and naive, at his total mercy.

When he had met you, everyone had told him about how gentle and kind you were, always looking out for those you cared about, the typical person who listens to you when you are talking and someone interrupts, a soft smile plastered on your face, always there, like a constant of joy in the group. And he had seen you, and had thought you were the most beautiful girl he had ever seen in his life. The crush had been instantaneous, but somehow he didn't remember any physical traits he could point to: all he could think of was your electrifying energy, the smell of your shampoo, that he had lost himself in your essence, and it was why all those little imperfections you thought you had had seemed insignificant to him.

If there was one thing that attracted him, though, it was the certainty he had that it was all a facade. You were a lovely person, it was true, but in the intimacy of his room you had proven time and again that not everything you let on was the real you. That defiant look you gave him with your chin up while he plopped down between your legs, eager to taste you. The mischief-filled smile you would flash just before licking his cock, knowing that every little movement of yours had him on edge. And most of all, the sighs and whimpers you'd spill onto his sheets as he buried his hips in you, shivering when your wetness received him. You were an angel ーhis angelー but with a single glance you managed to turn Minho into a real sinner.

His favorite part of the parties he organized in the apartment he shared with Felix was when you got bored. He would see you say goodbye to those around you, after having danced for hours, and walk the few meters until you ended up sitting on his thighs, feigning a tiredness you didn't feel, to whisper in a choked voice a "Let's go" in his ear, leaving it to him the part of mumbling a excuse that would allow him to chase you to his room. He loved to close the door behind his back and discover you lying on his bed, staring at him with heat in your eyes, whining that you needed him, that he had to do something, now, or you would lose your mind.

And after that nothing mattered anymore but having you in his arms, caressing your skin with a soft touch, or biting your flesh, leaving marks that could be seen, using his tongue, or his fingers, or whatever it took to fuck you dumb on his mattress, so bad that you wouldn't remember anything but him, that you'd forget even your name. Until he made eye contact with himself in the mirror you had bought a few weeks ago, his forehead with a light layer of sweat, breathing hard, lost in you, and forced you to your knees, his hand wandering from its place between your legs to your neck, closing his fingers around it, and made you look at yourself.

With your chest pressed against the sheets, and your gaze glued to the mirror, Minho began to move his hips again, stifling his own moans as he bit his lip, just so he could hear better the sounds you were making, whispering how you had made him feel all through the party, with that damn skirt, and your dance, always pushing him to the limit when you decided to approach someone that wasn't him. And you watched him, his reflection making you weak, with the almost possessive way he grabbed your hips to fuck you back to him, closing his eyes so he could feel how good you felt around him, his hand squeezing at just the right moment, your body reacting to his experience, greedy.

And when he noticed you were closer, then he opened his eyes, his cheeks flushing as he met your gaze with his, and he lifted you up to pull you back to his chest, pressing his lips to your shoulder, kissing and nibbling as much skin as he could, you crying out and throwing your head back, he felt it. When you let him decide how much air went into your system, when you trusted him like that, looking up at him with crystallized eyes, babbling about "I'm yours, yours, yours, baby- hah, yours to do whatever, fuck, whatever you want with me", when you offered yourself to him because you knew he would put your pleasure and safety above his, it was then that he felt he loved you.

He knew he loved you, but he tried to repress it. They made him feel somewhat insecure, the magnitude of his feelings, the way he loved you, irrevocably, desperately. And it was too soon. But he would tell you. At some point. He thought that too, after you both finished, when you murmured how much you had enjoyed it, that you had to do it again, when he stroked your skin with a damp cloth to clean you up, when he watched your features relax as you drifted off to sleep. He'd trace a tired but satisfied smile, kissing your forehead with affection, and whisper a faint "I love you", just like every night he spent by your side, noticing how you snuggled against his chest, hoping that someday you'd hear it, unaware that you always woke up earlier the following day, and whispered the same thing.

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୨୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅ hi, y'all! i'm new to this community and i just wanted to do a little "intro to my account" post with a bit about me and my writing! `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ my name is lele, i go by she/her pronouns, and i'm 18 y/o, but i've been writing (and reading) fanfics for years. `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ this is an 18+ account for the mature themes written. i know minors will read anyway, so just read responsibly and understand what you're getting into. there should be no shocker when there is smut in a smut story. `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ i follow everyone back! `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ will include a lot of dark content, fluff isn't my strong suit. `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ works are scheduled to be posted every saturday and sunday (hopefully). `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ if you enjoy my works, please like, comment feedback, and reblog! that would be very much appreciated!! 🩵 `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ requests are open! `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ prompts for requests are found here, but any requests are appreciated ♡. requests will be answered out of order, so it might take a bit for me to wrack my brain of good content to answer requests! `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ anons are welcomed. `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ currents anons are: 🧺 `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ taglist is open!

ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- what i won't write: strictly bxb content (i'm inexperienced, maybe i'll try it in the future, also might be on sidelines of stories), incest, mpreg, male reader for smut (as i am not male, i deem it hard to write the mc as a male. but gender neutral is okay), nothing much that i won't really write. ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- what i do write: gxg, stepcest, age gaps (legal), infidelity/cheating, noncon (no consent given), dubcon (consent is questionable), cnc (roleplayed noncon scenarios, but it's fully consensual), bondage, any kink you can think of (no piss/shit kinks tho 😐), pegging, dom!reader, switch!reader, yandere, stalkers/stalking, gore, knife play, gun play, sensory play, branding, murder (not of mcs), omegaverse / a/b/o (never written before, i can't promise it'll be good, but i can try??), dacryphilia, unprotected sex, breeding, voyeurism/exhibitionism, blackmail, sensory deprivation, femdoms (whether this means reader or idol), g!p, anal, threesomes/foursomes/anysomes rly, orgies/gangbanging, monster fucking??? idk ig that's all for now, i'm willing to try everything at least once, i'm a rather experimental writer. if it's not listed, i will probably write it anyway lmao. ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- genres i write: smut (w or w/o plot, preferably w), fluff, angst, horror/thriller, suggestive, crack, honestly just anything (always experimenting). ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- what i write: series (possibly), drabbles, oneshots (less than 4k words), fake texts, headcannons, hard/soft thoughts, full-fics (more than 4k words). ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- boy groups i write for: nct (all units; nct dream, nct 127, wayv, nct wish but only fluff for all minors), riize, seventeen, stray kids, txt. however, i'll write for any boy group! these are just the only ones that my brain typically needs no help in coming up with ideas for. male soloists can be written for as well! (ngl, i just write for anyone i feel like, so any group is open for requests) ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- girl groups i write for: (g)i-dle, aespa, blackpink, itzy, newjeans (only fluff for hyein and haerin), le sserafim (only fluff for eunchae), twice, and mamamoo. (kard can also be requested as a co-ed group, female soloists are all able to be written for as well) (i really just write for anyone, so anyone is open for requests too)

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ you can find my male idol masterlist here and my female idol masterlist here! ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ recent works: nct 2023 yandere headcannons, suicidal (yandere!felix) ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ what i'm currently working on: your touch (yandere!anton) [wip, but on hold]

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ jaehyun 2024 birthday event!! [m.list for event can be found here] (on hold)

[chans-room]

Welcome to SPOOKYFEST 2023 🦇

Because it’s my favourite time of year, I decided I want to commit to writing and posting spooky flavoured content until Halloween! I already started working on some things, but I really want this to be as interactive as possible!

I’m going to be doing headcanons, rankings, moodboards, fake texts, reactions, and drabbles (sfw and nsfw) and I’m willing to do multiple groups for the same concept. Y’all will just have to tell me who you wanna see where 🖤

My requests will also be open for autumn/Halloween ideas/thots/prompts and I’m going to try to keep everything under 1k but I know who I am so no promises.

Rules for requesting: Anything goes! Dead dove, dark content, yandere, murder, smut, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, AUs, etc! I’ll try to do as many as I can. I don’t have many hard limits as to what I’ll write; my only hard no’s are parent fics and pregnancy fics. Otherwise, feel free to send in whatever you desire!

Requests are open for the following groups: Stray Kids, Ateez, Seventeen, SHINee, KARD, Block B, BTOB, Got7, EXO, Monsta X, and NCT.

However!! I will be mostly offline from October 13-27th so anything I have to post during that time will be thrown in the queue and I’ll be back to finish out whatever requests I hopefully have after the 27th.

Happy haunting!

I’m just gonna tag some moots who might be interested: @kiestrokes @minttangerines @minisugakoobies @j-a-nuary @bibbykins @eureka-its-zico @sailoryooons @gimmethatagustd @chimivx @skyys-universe

[sunoofairyofsass]

Hello bitches (requests open)

Master list

Hard thoughts

The anon list: Dearest anons

Tag list:non yet

Hi and welcome to this lovely blog.Please don't be scared,I'm just as crazy and weird in real life.

MDNI with smut

So a lil about me:

-My name is Gio (Jee-oh)

-Im from Brazil(but grew up in the US)

-My bias is Sunoo (duh)

-I've a kpop stan since 2022

-My Ult group is Stray Kids,but I like other groups

-My Wattpad: @sunoofairyofsass

Rules:

Groups I'll write for:

-Kiss of life

-Enhypen (no Ni-Ki smut)

-Stray Kids

-TXT

-Ateez

-Bts

-Blackpink

-(G)-IDLE

-ITZY

-Twice (no Chaeyoung)

-Le Sserafim (No Eunchae smut)

-Ive (no Leeseo smut)

-Kard

-Blackswan

Soloists:

-Jessi

-Somi

-Soojin (ex (G)-IDLE)

I'll write:

Idol x idol,dom reader x sub idol,reader of any gender and threesomes.

Fics,drabbles and headcanons

I won't write:

Smut for minors,no bodily fluid play(pee,shit,etc),age play.

Other than that,have fun with the asks.

[pinievsev]

Heya!

I just saw you're taking requests for KARD imagines! And I absolutely love you for that.

Could you please write something like one sided love with BM? Like maybe reader loves him but he loves someone else. Could be happy or sad ending. That's upto you

Thank you ❤️

It is FINALLY HERE! AFTER A LONG TIME OF WRITERS BLOCK. DEPRESSION, AND LACK OF MOTIVATION I HAVE DECIDED TO RETURN! (like I haven't said this bfr. 😜)

Anyways! Tysm for the request and let's get right on it. When I finish with the banner ofc. ( Queue banner making cutscene)

(as always, requests are open and you can find Information and my masterlist pinned on my blog)

(done! Let's go)

Kim Matthew X GN!reader

Angst to fluff and some crack because well. It's KARD.

Warnings: kissing, mentions of alcohol and being drunk, absolute stupidity from both sides.

© The-Lemon-Boy on Tumblr

IDIOT- BM (KIM MATTHEW)

2:46am

You peacefully laid in bed, unable to sleep, you'd been scrolling on your phone for hours, on tiktok, Instagram, Pinterest even.

You gave up on sleep and got out of bed, the only sound in the house being the soft thuds of your socked feet on the floor as you walked. You made your way into the kitchen, deciding to make some coffee if you were going to pull another all nighter.

As you see the warm mig on the table, a startling thud sounded from your front door. You walked over, quietly peeking through the peephole only to see no one.

Cautiously opening the door slightly, you sighed as you were met with the sigh of your long time friend and crush Matthew, passed out Infront of your door, cheeks red and hair a mess reeking of alcohol.

You bent down and shook him awake carefully, ushering him inside as you saw the old lady down the hall open her door, probably after hearing the bang on your door.

Matthew immediately fell on your couch with a long whine, rubbing his face. "What the fuck happened?" He asked.

"like I would know. You passed out Infront of my door looking like you just got chased by wild coyotes" you replied handing him your previously made coffee. You'd make another one for yourself later.

You watched as he took a big sip, looking up at you. "Ha ha. Funny." The sarcasm clear in his tone.

"I know. I am pretty funny" you joked. "Now, drink up, I'll be right back" you said, walking upstairs and to your bedroom where you opened the very bottom drawer of a dresser and pulled out some of his clothes he had left here when he needed to stay for the night.

Believe it or not, this happened at least once a month, he'd show up in the middle of the night to your house, drunk out of his mind. In all honesty, you were glad he trusted you enough to come to you, but you wished he'd stop drinking this much.

You walked back door stairs, clothes in hand. You saw Matt sitting on the couch, the coffee mug already empty.

"here" you simply said handing them to him. He took them with a nod and made his way to your bathroom. You see this was standard procedure.

He would drink coffee you made him, go take a shower and you'd bring a pillow and blanket out on the couch for him to sleep for the night as you didn't trust him going back to the dorms alone.

After all of that, you said goodnight and went to bed. You've learned not to ask why he'd get so drunk since the few times you tried he started stuttering and avoided the question. So you just guessed he was having some kind of girl problems.

Little did you know.

Fast forward a few weeks later, you decided to go watch the group practice. Being the amazing friend you are you got drinks (not alcohol alright?) And snacks for everyone.

As soon as you entered the room, jiwoo ran to hug you, j.seph close behind. Then Somin and lastly BM you just gave you a quick side hug. Huh, weird.

You placed the goods on a table, taking everything out of the bags and laying it out for them to take.

"you're awesome" jiwoo said, taking a chocolate bar and smiling widely.

"oh I know." You joked making everyone laugh, again, instead of Matt.

You watched for hours as they practiced, cheering them on, getting them water and whatnot.

At some point, Matt said he was going to the bathroom, but as he exited the room, you noticed he went the opposite way. So you followed him.

He ended up going to an empty practice room, sitting down against a wall and sighing loudly.

You knocked on the door, causing him to visibly tense once again. "Hey Matt. Can I talk to you for a minute?" He simply gulped and nodded

You say down next to him, you've liked him for years yet you never thought he liked you back, so you simply distanced yourself from him. When you received no reaction, your suspicions were confirmed and you tried to get rid of your feelings. Which you failed at.

The thing was that he was just scared, scared you didn't like him when you distanced yourself, scared you'd reject him and scared of what he'd do with the growing feeling of love and adoration for you. So he decided to drink. Drink until he forgot how you stopped talking to him as frequently, or how you barely hugged him anymore.

"what's up?" He asked after a minute of silence.

"Matt. Are you okay?" You asked, making his heart beat faster. You cared?

"I uh, yeah why?" He said, inhaling deeply through his nose. "You've been drinking too much lately. What happened?"

What was he going to tell you now?! He couldn't just confess. You didn't like him back!

"uhm, uh, dating problems." He settled finally, regretting his words as soon as he saw your face drop for a few seconds.

"ah, I see. If you need any advice I can try helping you?" Great! Maybe he could hint that he liked you through that

"sure. So uhm, this person, I've known them for a while, they've always been so caring, even when we drifted apart they still cared so much. But I was and still am too scared to say anything, I don't think, they like me back the way I like them you know?"

This whole time you listened carefully to his words, slowly putting the limited amount of information together.

"ah, I have, a similar situation." His eyes widened "instead, tho, I am that person." You added. Tilting your head hoping he'd understand.

He zoned out for a few minutes. "Wait wait. Do you mean-?" "Yes you idiot I do." You smacked the green haired man upside the head.

"holy shit - you do!" He chuckled and hugged you. You hugged him back, until you heard, sniffling. "Are you seriously -" he cut you off "shut up."

You smiled and pulled back so you could hold his face with both of your hands. His eyes were watery, tears threating to spill "why?" You simply asked

"I just, I thought you hated me when you stopped talking to me as much as you did or when you stopped avoiding my hugs. My very amazing hugs at that." You shook your head at the dumbass Infront of you

"you're right. I don't know how I did that honestly." You learned forward, pecking his lips, testing the waters, and when he chased your lips with his you were sure.

You kissed for a good minute before breaking apart for air staring at eachother quietly.

"you're an idiot" you said "so are you." He replied "but you're my idiot now. And you're not escaping" he added, tackling you with a hug and small kisses all over your face

"not liked I would've tried to anyways"

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Groups That I stan: ✦ Ateez ✦ TXT ✦ BTS ✦ P1Harmony ✦ Mamamoo ✦ BlackPink ✦ Monsta X ✦ Twice ✦ Everglow ✦ Loona ✦ Kard ✦ Stray Kids ✦ EXID ✦ Shinee ✦ NCT ✦

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My posting schedule is:

Tuesday: Drabbles, timestamps, answering asks

Thursday: Long fanfics

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[ivy-kpopland]

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Estas son los grupos en los que voy a trabajar, si queréis pedirme un grupo nuevo o algún solista, estoy abierta a solicitudes.

[honeyhotteoks]

why am i posting about groups other than ateez?

surprise, i'm a multistan now..... i guess it was only a matter of time before more groups caught my attention, and how naive i was to think i'd never ever care about anyone but ateez

who do you stan and bias?

ateez - yunho (ult) seventeen - s.coups (ult) txt - soobin stray kids - lee know + hyunjin kard - bm + jiwoo

what groups do you write fic for?

primarly ateez, and it will probably stay that way, but i also write some for seventeen and may write for other groups in the future if inspiration strikes.

why are my requests closed?

to be honest, the amount of requests i received was overwhelming. with trying to write multiple series and publishing my own one-shots, keeping up requests has only made the writing process more stressful. i write because it makes me happy, and i don't want my hobby to feel like a job right now.

will i open my requests again?

probably not. i may ask for prompts from time to time for super short ~1k or less drabbles just for inspiration, but i will not be fulfilling full fic requests.

ask guidelines:

soft and hard hours is always open, but please understand i may not always respond especially if the content is in the list below

i am extremely slow to respond, and may not ever get to your message. please don't take it personally, i honestly have very limited time for hanging out on tumblr outside of posting fic

if you do send me a message, feel free to add an emoji as an anon so i know 'who' you are! i'll let you know if an emoji has already been claimed

please don't message me and ask for timeline updates on fics or message me multiple times with the same question. i will not answer you.

if you send me a nsfw link, that's totally fine just let me know in the body of the ask so i open it privately / tag appropriately if i choose to share

content i will not respond to:

asks about member x member with no self-insert reader, though i will do multiple members/poly when there is a self-insert reader present

incest / stepcest

age play

dubcon or noncon

content where one of the members inflicts pain/harm to the reader in a cruel/noncon way

any other topic that makes me uncomfortable, and the message will not be responded to.

please note, i am an adult with a full time job and a life outside of kpop. if it takes some time to get to your ask, please be patient. we’re all just doing our best out here. ✧ ˚ 　

[hongjoongscafe]

The bus stop lady

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Pairing: Jiwoo(KARD)×fem!reader

Genre: fluff, angst (not really)

Summary: when she falls in love with a stranger but doesn't know a thing about her.

Warnings: homophobic parents but not in detail.

Word count: 3.6k+

Note: happy belated birthday to my amazing friend @veneziamadness 🎉🎉💓💓. I hope you have a better year💓 This fiction is for you from me as a gift💓 I can't do much from here but I am still there for you in your lowest and your highest. I'm sorry that this is a bit late. Anyway, I love you so much!!!💓💓💓

Note 2: gif is by @allofmylovelove 💓

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"Y/n! Come on, get ready soon! You are gonna get late. Last time your boss paid you half of your salary because of your lazy ass!" Y/n heard her roommate, Somin, screaming at her from the kitchen. 

She quickly got ready and jogged downstairs and grabbed a piece of toasted bread and her favorite flavored milk from the fridge. 

Somin was standing at the counter and looking at her with a frown. "At least eat properly!" 

"I can't. If I do, I will be late," her voice muffled as she was chewing her bread. "I'll see you later on!" With that see sprinted out towards the bus stop. 

Y/n wasn't the one to be late. She was so punctual with all the schedules. But it changed in the last two years. She would be late for her job every single day. Somin, her best friend, and roommate, always thought that y/n was having trouble waking up but she didn't know that this whole being-late-thing was on purpose. 

Y/n reached the bus stop just in time as the bus was about to move. She got in and sat on her usual seat. The same bus would come to the bus stop about twenty minutes before this time. She didn't have a problem with waking up earlier and catching the early bus but then she wouldn't be able to see her—

The bus stop lady.

When y/n moved to this city two years ago for her job, she would catch the early bus and go to her office on time. There was no day that she would be late but it changed after one morning. 

"Oh dear, I shouldn't have drunk this much… fuck I'm so late!" Y/n whispered to herself while running towards the bus stop. 

She was lucky enough to get on the bus. If she had missed this bus, she would have had to wait for 3:00 pm. Well, that would be too bad. 

She was frustratedly looking outside, not liking the fact that she was late for her job. She could already hear BM teasing her. Her thoughts paused when the bus stopped at the next stop. 

Her eyes moved along the people waiting or getting up or down from the bus. Of those people, the black and blond-haired lady caught her eyes the most. She had a small but chubby face with big doe eyes that looked so captive. Her full glossy lips were looking so kissable. The lady was biting her lower lip. Her milky and soft skin was shining under the sun's rays that happened to find their way towards her. 

Suddenly, the lady looked inside the bus, at y/n. She quickly looked ahead of her rather than looking outside the window. Y/n's cheeks heated up and her heartbeat was dancing. Something about the lady made her feel so warm and fluffy. As if there were some butterflies in her stomach. 

…

It has been three days and yet the bus stop lady was roaming around y/n's thoughts. The thing was that she only saw the lady if she went late. This made her curious, the need of wanting to know more about the lady was growing more and more every day. 

That's how she ended up getting late for her job every day. Nobody was aware of this. All of her friends and colleagues thought that she was genuinely getting late. Although she was always on time for parties and other events, nobody noticed that much. 

The bus stopped at the other stop and y/n's hopeful eyes roamed through the crowd of people. Then she saw her. Her hair was looking different. Other than the black and platinum blond hair, she had blonde hair with some patches of soft colors. She looked like an angel straight from the heavens. The lady looked up and her beautiful eyes made eye contact with y/n and gave a sweet smile with tiny dimples at the corner of her lips. This smile was something y/n fell in love with the moment she saw. 

The blood rushed toward y/n's cheeks leaving a soft red blush behind. Y/n gave the lady a shy smile with a tiny wave and looked away. 

For the last two years, they have been doing this and nothing. Every working day they would look at each other and blush. This was worth it. If y/n was getting late and her salary was being cut short, it was alright because first of all, she was able to see the lady, and second of all, her job paid her well so it didn't make much difference anyway. 

Every time before going, y/n would think of getting off of the bus and talking to the lady. But it never happened. The lady carried too much power over her. Y/n's all confidence and all the pep talk she gave to herself in the shower would drain out the moment her eyes fell on the lady. 

Not only that but y/n was scared as well. She was grown in a family where being gay was equal to killing your own family. For a long time, she thought she was straight. But it was weird. Never in her life, had she ever felt a need to be with a guy. After many tries, she stopped finding a man just to realize that she was gay after only a tiny glimpse of the pretty bus stop lady. 

The thought of being with a girl was scary. Y/n knew that her parents would never accept them and something bad would probably happen. Her urge to hold the lady in her strong arms and protect her from all the negativity was strong but always shattered when the face of her disappointed family came in front of her vision. Hell, she doesn't even know if the lady is into females or not. 

That triggers her anxiety when everyone is asleep at night.

…

A few days later, y/n woke up early and wore a pretty outfit. Her makeup was on point. There was no reason for her to get ready differently that day but her inner feelings were screaming to put effort into that day. 

Somin looked at her skeptically. It was a surprise to see y/n looking this fresh in the morning. "So you finally decided to be on time?" 

Y/n looked at her friend and nodded without thinking, "mhm."

"You should hurry if you want to catch the early bus," Somin patted her back and poured herself some coffee. 

"Oh," she checked the time, "right. I should get going," she grabbed her bag and left. 

Y/n wasn't going to catch the early bus. If she did, she wouldn't be able to see the lady. But today, she was rather upset. She had been thinking about the lady all night, tossing and turning. There was no chance with the lady but she still stuck with her routine of getting late just to see the beautiful angel at the bus stop. 

She walked way too slowly and missed the bus. Just like she wanted to. She sat there and thought about the last two years of them greeting each other with smiles. The butterflies wake up just like the first time. 

Y/n was so curious to get to know the lady. She wanted to know her name and wanted to listen to her voice. 

'I wonder how my name would sound when she calls me,' y/n thought. 

…

Y/n's head was resting on the window of the bus. She never thought as much as she thought after seeing the lady. When the bus stopped at the next stop, y/n looked where the lady would always sit. But she wasn't there. Her soft lips formed a cute pout while looking outside trying to spot the lady. 

She unconsciously gasped when someone patted her shoulder. Annoyingly, she turned around with a deep frown but it changed suddenly into a shocked face. Eyes almost popping out and mouth hanging wide. 

There the lady was. Smiling brightly, showing her cute teeth. She looked even more gorgeous from up close. Her pretty eyes were sparkling brightly-

"Hi, mind if I sit here?" The pretty lady's voice was thick and honey-like. Oh, only if y/n's mouth could open more. 

"Y-yes," the lady slightly frowned, "I-I mean, no! Please have a seat!" Y/n almost screamed, making the lady laugh sweetly. 

Y/n could smell the Chanel perfume that the lady was wearing. It was a heavenly smell. 

"It's Jiwoo," the lady said after a moment of silence. 

"I-I, y/n," she stuttered. 

'Fuck!'

Jiwoo wholeheartedly laughed and placed her hand on y/n's shoulder, sending shivers down her spine. "You look like a lost puppy," she chuckled, "why are you so nervous? I'm just a person."

Y/n chuckled feeling a bit calm, "I never thought I would talk to you…"

"Why not? I have been seeing you for two years. I thought I should take a break from work and meet you." Jiwoo smiled widely. "I always found you interesting," she giggled. 

"Ah," y/n nervously chuckled, "I-I—"

"Were you looking for me?" Y/n's face looked shocked. She cleared her throat.

"You were!" Jiwoo quietly clapped like a little child. It made y/n heart warm. She was adoring Jiwoo. "You know what? We should share our numbers and meet up. It looks like you are going to work."

'Dammit work,' "Sure, let's do that," they exchanged their numbers. 

"Are you free in the evening?" Y/n thought for a second and nodded her head as yes. "Oh! Great! We should meet up today. I know this wonderful Italian place and they have a special menu today. We should go there," Jiwoo's wide hopeful eyes sparked with the idea. 

"Yeah, sure. I would love to go there," Y/n agreed. 

The bus stopped at the other stop. Jiwoo got up and looked at y/n. "I'll text you the venue and we will meet at 8… let's consider this as a date," she winked and got off the bus leaving, yet again, shocked y/n. 

…

"Ahh, what should I wear!?" Y/n's room was a great mess. 

"What are you doing?" Somin came in and frowned at the mess. 

"I have to go somewhere for dinner. But I don't know what to wear," she whined.

"Why don't I know about the dinner. I'm going too," Somin clapped her hands before turning around. 

"Oh, no! It's only me," y/n scratches her nape. 

"Alone?" 

Y/n nervously chuckled, "not really."

Somin's eyes widened at the realization. She excitedly got on the bed and sat at the edge facing the closet where y/n was standing. She swung left and right with a grin on her face. 

"So…" Somin wiggled her eyes.

"So..?" Y/n looked at her with a pout. 

"Who is he?" She teasingly smiled.

"Someone that I know," y/n cleared her throat and turned around to find an outfit.

"Oh come on!" Y/n chuckled. "Just tell me already!"

The thought of not being accepted or being judged scared y/n. It's never easy to come out. Since grade eight, she has been hiding her biggest secret from others. Knowing that her family might kick her out was all a big scary step. But thinking about Jiwoo, she was ready to take the risks. 

"Hey, why are you standing like a rock? What happened?" Somin got up and approached her. 

It would be a burden to not tell her about this. Y/n gained some strength and said it all, "IamnotstraightIhavebeenwantingtotellbutwelliamgoingonadatewithagirl," in one breath.

Somin stood there dumbfounded, "um, sorry but… come again…?" 

Y/n sighed, "I'm not straight." With that, she turned around, avoiding Somin. "I'm going on a date with a girl."

Somin stood there without moving a muscle, too stunned to even wiggle a finger. She wasn't expecting this, especially the quick talk. She didn't have any problem with y/n being gay. But she was just hurt that she didn't tell her about this before. 

"Y/n… do you not trust me enough to tell me this?" Somin asked after thinking about it.

"I-it's not like that… You know where I grew up. I feel scared to come out," y/n mumbled. 

"Y/n…" Somin held your shoulders, "you don't need to worry about me. As long as you are not hurting anybody or yourself, I'm supporting you," she hugged her. "But let's get you ready."

After a few minutes, y/n was all dressed up. Somin did her makeup and added some nice details to the outfit. It was not too fancy or casual, just perfectly in-between them. 

"Ah, you look perfect!" Somin excitedly clapped. "Go and make me proud," she dramatically said.

Y/n chuckled and opened the door, "you won't be disappointed," and left. 

…

Y/n's pov

Jiwoo was already waiting for me when I reached the restaurant. I felt bad for being a little late. The guard opened the heavy glass door and a waitress guided me to my seat. 

When Jiwoo spotted me, she jumped out of her seat and hugged me tightly, "oh, my God! You look so pretty, y/n!" She exclaimed and helped me sit. 

'No! Jiwoo! You look like an angel and I'm nothing in front of you:( also, my name sounds so nice when she says it,' I thought. 

"Ah, look at yourself. You look so gorgeous!" I chuckled. The nervousness was pouring into my body. 

She lightly laughed and oh, it was so addicting. Everything she did was so ordinary and yet so precious. I didn't want this to end any time soon. I want to devour this moment. 

"You are too nice! It's nice to meet you and talk to you. I have been waiting for this day to come," 'Jiwoo was waiting for this day!?' I felt like flying in the air. 

"I was waiting too. I never thought that it would come, tbh," I awkwardly chuckled. 

"Why not? I knew this would happen. We have been saying hi through the bus window, and one day had to come when we would meet," she looked at me with her big bright eyes. "Did you not want to meet me?" She asked with puppy eyes. I wanted to pick her up and squish her in my hug. 

"No! That's not what I mean!... I thought that we might never meet, like, in the end, we have been saying hi for about two years but never talked," I cleared my throat, feeling nervous. 

Jiwoo chuckled, "you are so cute. Don't think too much. We are here now, so let's enjoy this," she smiled. 

The waitress came and took our order. Everything on the menu was so eye-catching. We ordered a nice portion of food, without feeling weird about the first date thing. Food is food. 

"It's nice," Jiwoo said as she looked at me. 

"It is! It's a beautiful place," I nodded and looked around.

"No that's not what I mean," she took my hand in her, "'this' is nice. From day one, I wanted to meet you. You are so different from others," her thumb caressed my knuckles.

I was at the loss of words. She was too kind to me. I never felt this way before. I know one thing: I'm in love with her. But today I came to know how it feels to be in love. It's such a dumb yet pleasant feeling.

'I never want this to ever end,' my eyes felt teary. 

"I love this too, Jiwoo," her name felt so right when I said it, "I-I really adore you."

Jiwoo squeezed my hand, acknowledging my words, "I know it's too soon but…" Jiwoo looked nervous, "would you be my girlfriend? I know it's too early but we have been acquainted for two years and I can't wait anymore!" She quickly added. 

I couldn't help but laugh. She looked too cute to be true, "Jiwoo, I would love to be your girlfriend…" I shyly accepted. "I understand, without talking, I feel way too many things for you. I just didn't have any balls to come up to you and confess," Jiwoo's soft face softened more. 

"I hope you will confess those feelings sooner," she smiled. 

The food was served and we both dug in. Everything was going perfectly. The food was good. Jiwoo was good… too good. 

I felt like I was living a dream. Jiwoo was my dream and now I have it. She was nicer than I thought. Humble, intelligent, smart, caring, kind, and whatnot. There was no perfect person like she was and I felt honored to have her in a way only I could have her. 

After we were done with dinner, she suggested that we should get the dessert from the ice cream shop nearby. That's what we did. 

We walked to the shop. It was about fifteen minutes away from the restaurant so we decided the walk would be better and the weather seemed to agree too. 

As we were going, our hands brushed against each other. It sent shivers down my spine. 

Finally, after a few seconds, I gained some confidence and intertwined our hands. Jiwoo quickly held my hand tighter and it felt so warm. I wasn't feeling nervous anymore. She made sure that I felt comfortable around her. She is perfect. 

In the ice cream shop, we ordered our ice cream and went to the nearest park to sit and enjoy it. There were many unique flavors so we decided to take two of their famous flavors and share them. We sat facing each other on the bench, legs in a criss cross applesauce position. 

We talked and ate our ice cream without realizing that someone was watching. We were lost in our own world. 

Jiwoo told me that she worked nearby and lived with her best friend Jseph. And I told her about my job and that I live with my best friend, Somin, and have another best friend who lives a street away, BM. She suggested that we should hang out together and make our friends meet each other. We both were so excited.

As much as we wanted to stay, it was getting too late. 

"We should get going," I said after looking at the time.

"Mhm, it's too late. Honestly, I didn't even realize how time passed by so quickly," she whined. 

"It's alright. We can meet up sooner!" You stuffed the empty paper bows into the bag and threw them in the garbage bin. "Come on." 

Jiwoo held your hand and got up. "Jseph is near from here. He will pick me up in a minute." 

"Oh," I nodded. "I will wait."

"Yeah, we can drop you where your car is. We are going the same way anyway," she smiled and sat back. 

There was a comfortable silence. The night insects were talking in their own languages. The sound of cars and people talking was feeling nice for once. Being near Jiwoo made me like everything around us. She held huge power over me. 

Jiwoo turned toward me and looked at the side of my face. I smiled and looked at her face. Her cheeks looked so squishable. I wanted to gently pinch them. So I did. 

I cupped her cheeks in between my hands and squished them. She looked so cute with her lips poking out and cheeks all squished. They were soft as cotton. 

Her juicy lips were so kissable. I can not resist her. I brought her face close to mine. Our noses were touching. Her breath was fanning over my face. I didn't make any further move but she did. She closed the distance between our lips and enveloped her against mine. 

They felt so soft and spongy. I have kissed many people but this was different. This was all I needed. I moved my lips against her. I felt like I was on cloud nine. How can she be perfect in every aspect? How can I get so lucky that this beautiful lady was mine? 

It lasted for a couple of minutes when some footsteps startled us. We separated and took deep breaths and looked where a person was standing. 

"Jseph! You scared us!" Jiwoo whined and side-hugged me, keeping her face on my shoulder. 

"I-I am sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you. Btw, hi I'm Jseph," he greeted and shook hands with me. "Im taking this as a good date," he wiggled his eyebrows at us.

"Hi, I'm y/n," I smiled. "Yes, indeed."

"Come on, let's go. It's too late," Jiwoo got up and linked her arm with mine. 

We sat in the car and went to the restaurant parking lot. I got out after saying good nights. I unlocked my car and got in. I locked the doors and started the engine when my phone vibrated in my purse. 

I took my phone out and saw some messages from my mother along with a picture. 

Mom: *pic*

Mom: *pic*

Mom: *pic*

Mom: now this is happening!?

Mom: I never thought that you would bring this disgrace to our house! You failed me! Don't you dare look in our direction ever again. But if you leave that slut and not be a slut yourself, you are most welcome 

Mom: You are just a burden!

"Shit," I whispered after reading her message and seeing my pictures from not so long ago while kissing Jiwoo and enjoying your time with her. My phone vibrates once again. This time the message was from Jiwoo.

Jiwoo: I love being with you. I hope you know I feel much more for you too. I wanna meet you soon<333

This brought a smile to my face. Maybe I should not care what my parents think. They should accept who I am. I must choose the people who accept me. Like my friends and… Jiwoo. 

Me: I'm glad you feel that way.♥ We should meet up sooner. How about next Saturday?

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Sanaa's note:

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Ahhh, I first time wrote a fem!idol fiction😄😄 this was fun.

The behavior of all the characters is visualized.

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