#karina

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KARINA 240416 Synchro You filming

[elryuse]

Yandere rich girl karina x poor male reader please?

My Savior

YANDERE RICH GIRL KARINA X MALE READER

The neon glow of Seoul pulsated through the rainy night, each raindrop reflecting the city's frenetic energy. Y/n hurried down the slick sidewalk, seeking refuge from the sudden downpour. He ducked into a small convenience store, the warmth a welcome contrast to the chilly air. As he scanned the aisles for an umbrella, a scream shattered the mundane.

Y/n whipped around, heart hammering against his ribs. Through the rain-streaked window, he saw a scene that froze him in place. Across the street, a hulking figure was shoving a young woman, her silver hair unmistakable, into a waiting black van. It was Karina, the undisputed leader of the K-pop juggernaut aespa. Panic surged through him, a primal urge to help overriding any sense of self-preservation.

He burst out of the store, the rain plastering his clothes to his skin. Adrenaline pumping, he sprinted across the street, ignoring the screeching tires and honking horns. The kidnapper shoved Karina into the van just as Y/n reached them. With a roar, he launched himself at the man, tackling him to the ground.

The ensuing struggle was brutal. Rain mingled with sweat and blood as they grappled on the wet asphalt. The kidnapper, a man twice Y/n's size, rained blows down on him. Yet, fueled by a desperate need to protect Karina, Y/n fought back with surprising ferocity. He connected with a lucky punch, sending the kidnapper reeling back momentarily.

Seizing the opportunity, Y/n scrambled to the open van door. Karina, her face pale and streaked with tears, scrambled out and threw her arms around him in a desperate hug. "Call for help!" she shrieked, her voice tight with terror.

Just then, the wail of sirens pierced the night, growing louder by the second. The kidnapper, realizing his escape was thwarted, let out a guttural curse and lunged at Y/n again. This time, however, Y/n was no match for his rage. He crumpled to the ground, a sickening crack echoing as the man slammed his fist into Y/n's jaw.

Karina watched in horror, a bloodcurdling scream escaping her lips. When security finally swarmed the scene, she was cradling Y/ns unconscious form, his blood staining the cheap cotton of his shirt. A cold, primal fear gripped her. He'd saved her, a simple man with nothing but his courage, and in doing so, become her hero.

The following weeks were a whirlwind of hospital visits and hushed conversations. The news of the kidnapping had sent Korea into a frenzy. Y/n, once an unknown face, was hailed as a national hero. Karina, however, couldn't shake the image of him lying broken on the pavement – his sacrifice etching a permanent mark on her soul.

As Y/n recovered, he found himself bombarded with media requests and endorsement deals. Karina, with the subtle influence of her family's vast wealth, steered him towards lucrative but short-lived contracts. The fleeting adoration of the public wasn't what she envisioned for him. He belonged to her, the man who saved her not for fame, but for the frightened girl beneath the dazzling persona.

The next obstacle was Hyojin, Y/n's girlfriend. A stunning model with a career mirroring Karina's own. But envy was a weapon Karina wielded with practiced ease. Underhanded comments to reporters about Hyojin's "unprofessionalism" and carefully leaked photos of her "less-than-perfect" moments fueled public scrutiny. The once-adoring fans turned their backs, their fickle loyalty shifting with the wind.

Gradually, the pressure mounted on Hyojin. The career she'd meticulously built began to crumble. The warmth in her eyes that Y/n had fallen in love with turned to a cold resentment. She lashed out at him, his lack of fame and money now a constant source of barbs. The love that once blossomed turned toxic, leaving Y/n emotionally isolated.

It was then that Karina swooped in, the savior in a designer dress. She apologized profusely for "Hyojin's behavior," blaming the pressures of fame. Then, the gifts began. A first-class ticket to a secluded resort on Jeju Island, a night at the most exclusive club in Seoul – all delivered anonymously with a single, elegant "K" on the card.

At first, Y/n was hesitant, overwhelmed by the extravagance. But Karina, with her practiced charm and a touch of melancholy in her voice, spun a web of vulnerability. "You deserve this," she'd say, her classy polite korean accent a stark contrast to his rough Korean. "You saved my life,

"Y/n" she continued, her eyes locking with his, a glint of steel hidden beneath the surface. "Now, let me save you from this ordinary life."

The words sent a shiver down Y/n's spine. He wasn't naive. He knew the world Karina inhabited was one of privilege and excess, a world far removed from his own. Yet, after the emotional turmoil with Hyojin, the loneliness he felt gnawed at him. Karina's attention, however overwhelming, felt like a comforting embrace. He found himself accepting the gifts, venturing into a world of luxury he'd only dreamt of.

Days turned into weeks, the line between gratitude and a deeper attachment blurring with each passing moment. Karina, ever the strategist, orchestrated "coincidences" – bumping into him at his favorite cafe, "accidentally" attending the same art exhibition. Her smiles felt genuine, her laughter infectious. The girl he saw on stage, a dazzling idol revered by millions, was slowly transforming into someone he felt he could connect with.

One starlit evening, after a dinner that cost more than his monthly rent, they found themselves on a secluded beach overlooking the Han River. The city lights shimmered across the water, painting a breathtaking panorama. Karina, nestled beside him, leaned her head on his shoulder. A comfortable silence settled between them, a stark contrast to the storm brewing within her.

"Thank you," she whispered, her voice barely above a murmur.

Y/n turned to her, a questioning look in his eyes. "For what?"

"For everything," she replied, a hint of possessiveness lacing her tone. "For saving me that night, for reminding me there's more to life than fame and fortune."

He smiled, his heart warming at her words. "I just did what anyone else would've done," he mumbled, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face.

A flicker of something dark crossed Karina's face, a fleeting emotion he couldn't quite decipher. But before he could dwell on it, she leaned in, her lips brushing against his in a soft, tentative kiss. The touch sent a bolt of electricity through him, a spark of desire igniting within. He melted into the kiss, a sense of hope blossoming in his chest.

As they pulled apart, breathless and slightly dazed, a chilling question echoed in his mind. Was he falling for Karina, or was he simply falling for the illusion she so expertly crafted? He couldn't shake the feeling that he was being drawn into a beautiful yet terrifying web, one from which there might be no escape.

The following days solidified his growing unease. The "coincidences" became more frequent, almost orchestrated. Expensive gifts kept arriving, each one a silent reminder of the debt he owed her. One day, while flipping through a magazine, his heart lurched. A scathing article detailed Hyojin's sudden "retirement" from the modelling world, citing "personal reasons." A cold dread settled in his stomach.

Hyojin had alluded to outside forces working against her, but he'd dismissed it as the bitter rant of a scorned girlfriend. Now, however, a chilling possibility presented itself. Was Karina, in her quest to have him, responsible for Hyojin's downfall? The thought sent a wave of nausea through him.

The next time Karina visited, a bouquet of lilies in hand, Y/n confronted her. He held up the magazine, his voice trembling. "What did you do to Hyojin?"

Karina's smile remained unchanged, but her eyes hardened. "Don't be naive, Y/n," she said, her voice laced with a dangerous edge. "She was just an obstacle. And obstacles, as you well know, have a tendency to… disappear."

Fear and realization washed over him. The woman he was falling for, the savior who had swept him off his feet, was a monster in disguise. He'd been a pawn in her twisted game, his kindness weaponized to further her obsessive desires. The luxurious life he'd been enjoying felt like a gilded cage, and the bars were closing in fast.

Trapped between his burgeoning love and a growing terror, Y/n knew he had to act. He had become Karina's prize, and the thought of living a life controlled by her chilling possessiveness was a nightmare he refused to endure. He had to find a way out, even if it meant breaking free from the dazzling illusion with a harsh and horrifying reality.

The revelation left Y/n reeling. The woman he was captivated by, the angel who had descended from a world of fame, was a terrifying manipulator shrouded in an alluring facade. The luxurious life he tasted now reeked of a gilded cage, the bars tightening with each passing moment. Fear battled with a twisted sense of betrayal – betrayal of Hyojin, of himself, and the naive trust he'd placed in Karina.

Days turned into a waking nightmare. Karina's visits became suffocating, her smiles laced with a possessiveness that sent shivers down his spine. Every expensive gift became a chilling reminder of the debt he owed, a debt that felt more like a chokehold with each passing day.

Then, a glimmer of hope flickered. Hyojin called. Relief washed over him, a lifeline thrown across the churning waters of his despair. Her voice, though shaky, held a note of urgency. She apologized, tears thick in her voice. She confessed to succumbing to the pressure, to momentarily prioritizing fame over their love. But she realized her mistake, the emptiness of a career built on manipulation stinging far worse than the loss of public adoration.

Hyojin begged him to meet, to explain everything. A desperate hope bloomed in Y/n's chest. Maybe, just maybe, there was a way out. He arranged a secret meeting, his heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and fear. But Hyojin never showed. Hours bled into a sleepless night, his phone vibrating once with a chillingly blank message. Fear, cold and sharp, gnawed at his insides.

The answer arrived a few days later, delivered by a courier with a chilling smile. A single, blood-stained photograph – Hyojin, once radiant, now pale and lifeless, her eyes wide with terror. Beneath it, a single, elegant "K."

Karina, ever the master manipulator, ensured the news never reached Y/n. She spun a narrative of Hyojin's sudden "disappearance," her voice laced with manufactured concern. He saw no cracks in her facade, no flicker of guilt in her eyes. She even visited Hyojin's "memorial," a bouquet of lilies in hand, tears welling in her eyes – a performance so convincing it would fool even the most discerning observer.

Meanwhile, deep within a hidden basement, Karina reveled in the darkness. Hyojin, once a competitor, now lay broken and lifeless on a cold concrete floor. Karina chuckled, a chilling sound that echoed off the damp walls. "So weak," she purred, running a gloved finger across Hyojin's vacant eyes. "To throw away love so easily for fleeting fame."

Karina leaned down, her voice dripping with cruel amusement. "Look, Hyojin," she whispered, pulling out her phone and displaying a picture of her and Y/n laughing together at a fancy restaurant. "See how happy we are? Don't you regret being so quick to discard him?"

Hyojin's lifeless eyes stared blankly back, a chilling testament to the consequences of betrayal and the horrifying depths of Karina's obsessive love. With a final, cold laugh, Karina raised a silenced pistol and ended Hyojin's silent torment with a single, brutal shot. Her act of "mercy" would remain her secret, a chilling reminder to anyone who dared to stand in the way of her twisted possession of Y/n.

[kpopgirlslover]

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[haerng]

[bemons]

에스파 카리나 '볼륨감 부클레 원피스 입고 외출' (KARINA)｜KBS 싱크로유 240416

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[yu-jimin]

240416 KARINA filming KBS2's new variety show 'Synchro You'

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[aeraras]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀──⠀⠀⠀𝗂'𝗅𝗅⠀⠀𝖻𝖾⠀⠀𝗅❀𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀⠀⠀𝗒𝗈𝗎⠀⠀𝗋𝗂𝗀ht

[notacelestialbeing]

collide (aeri x f!reader)

synopsis: you’ve been in love with your bestfriend, since forever, but what happens when you try to move on and the universe turns the tables?

warnings: slightly angsty, soft, friends to lovers, fluffy smut, top!reader, bottom!aeri, beach s3x, wholesome, f!ng3ring (reader giving) , or4l (aeri receiving).

word count: 1.6k

songs used: collide by justine skye.

┌────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──────┐

the stars shimmered in the dark sky as the hesitant breeze rushed through your hair. you sat in front of a twinkling-under-the-shimmering-sky lake, just relishing in the feeling that the wind brought you. you ran your fingers across the cold surface of the landscape, wishing to feel her instead. your eyes sullen with exhaustion. after all, she had been running through your veins like the most venomous poison had been injected inside of you.

“y/n?” and your entire world seemed to still.

aeri whispered your name as if she was afraid of hearing her own voice quiver. she walked up to where you were sitting, the cold ground losing its demeanor. every step she took towards you, burnt a fire inside of you that only she could put out. she sat down beside you, looking into your eyes like a melody had perked her towards you. you raised your head up and looked into her hypnotic eyes, wishing to remain in them forever.

(We can go all the time

We can move fast, then rewind

When you put your body on mine

And collide, collide

It could be one of those nights

Where we don't turn off the lights

Wanna see your body on mine

And collide, collide)

“what are you doing out here y/n? it’s so cold out here and you aren’t even wearing a jacket.” aeri scolded you but stopped when she realized you were too lost in your own thoughts, oblivious to the fact that you were, in fact, lost in the blue dusk that carved her porcelain skin.

“y/n? what’s going on with you? have you been crying?” aeri noticed the tears caving in your eyes as you quickly tried to get up but she was too strong and pulled you into her arms. the arms that provided you with the comfort even a warm blanket could never bring. like a warm cup of coffee in the winter time, her arms held you close.

(Is this love or is it lust?

You make it hard to tell

Are you someone I can trust?

Since you know me so well

I'll do whatever you like

Got me under your spell

But promise what we do tonight

That you won't kiss and tell)

you pulled back, not being able to keep your emotions in. you were, apparently, in love with your best friend. but what could you do about it? you were surrounded by her warmth; a warmth you wished wasn’t only platonic. your mind pooled with the thoughts of running away from her and never contacting her again. your heart on the other hand, hoped you could stay in this moment.

“i’m so sorry aeri..i just don’t know what to do anymore. i’m tired. what i want, probably doesn’t even want me back and i just…” you broke down like a dam had been broken while aeri only continued to tighten her hold on you, whispering how she loves you. who was going to tell her that you were so desperately in love with her? the way she ran her hands through your hair when you were stressed out or the way she would wrap herself around you whenever you were working on an assignment. all of that was too much to just be friends.

“what are you talking about y/n?” aeri pulled back to look into your eyes, her heart breaking with every tear that fell out of your eyes. perhaps, it was her time to say the truth but she waited, just like every time.

“aeri… i..i know this is going to change our friendship..there’s no doubt about this…but i’m in love with you and i don’t know how much longer–” aeri cut you off as her placed her soft and sweet lips on yours. sparks. sparks. sparks. it was all you could feel inside of you. you pushed her into you, not wanting any space disrupting you.

(I know that this is love when we touch girl

You got my heart

And can't nobody make me feel like you do, girl like you do)

the palm trees shook with happiness around you two as you continued your ministrations. not a single element on earth could feel hatred if it meant you two were together. the wind blew through the cold, welcoming, yet teary water as if it was celebrating a victory.

you two pulled back, out of breath as light pink blush dusted her cheeks. her eyes lidded with desire and passion as she tried to catch her breath that you had taken away.

“you’re so stupid y/n! i’ve been in love with you all these years. all these fucking years i thought you had your eye on someone else. god, how the universe turns it all around..to think that you’re in love with me. fuck.” she whispered against your lips as she looked you up and down, so in love yet so desperate for you.

“i’m the stupid one?! you could’ve easily kissed me and i would’ve let you do it too! hell, you can do anything to me and i’d let you. fuck, i’m all for you aeri.” your voice went down octaves as you realized tonight was all yours. a starry night you had waited for.

“y/n, i can’t believe it that i’m practically begging for you to take me right now..” you didn’t even hear the last part before you slammed your lips on her as you two slowly laid down on the cold yet oddly comforting ground with you on top of aeri.

“fuck.. you have no idea how long i’ve been waiting to see you underneath me darling..oh i can’t wait to see you quivering for me, only for me.” you enunciated the last three words before attaching your lips to the side of her neck as her fingers danced along your neck, slowly making their way into your hair.

“only for you baby.” aeri whimpered as your hand slid up her short and tight little black dress. you ran your fingers between her thighs, wanting to savour this moment as if it was going to run away and turn into a dream.

you turned aeri around as you slowly unzipped her dress, sliding it off of her shoulders as you placed light kisses on her skin. you loved the way she shivered with every cold kiss you placed on her, wanting to show her the pent up love & lust you contained within you.

(Baby it's all your if you want me, all yours if you want me

Put it down if you want me (tonight)

Said it's all yours if you want me,all yours if you want me

Put it down if you want me (Let's collide)

Said it's all yours if you want me,all yours if you want me

Put it down if you want me (Let's collide)

Said it's all yours if you want me,all yours if you want me

Put it down if you want me (Let's collide))

aeri looked at you as you slowly made your way down between her legs, suddenly feeling a little shy as she realized what was happening. she bit her lip as you softly kissed her clit.

“baby, i want you to know that if you begin to feel uncomfortable, you can stop me. as much as i want you, i also acknowledge that we don’t have to go this fast if you aren’t comfortable with it.” without another word, you dove between her thighs.

you lapped and lapped as if you were in need for your wandering thirst that could only be quenched within her wetness. aeri pulled at your hair, shaking and whimpering for you to go faster.

“fuck. baby please, i’m so close! please. i’m about to cum!” she whined as your eyes flickered up from between her legs. your cold rings pushed her abdomen down as she arched her back when you sucked on her clit as her thighs began to close around you from her orgasm.

“whatever you want darling. whatever you want.” you breathed out as you rose up from between her legs. you placed gentle yet possessive kisses on her exposed skin as she came down from her high. your hand gently caressing her hip as you waited patiently.

“are you okay my love?” you asked with such care in your voice that it pushed aeri to the edge as tears filled her eyes with all the love she was feeling. she never realized until tonight how much of a blessing you were to her.

“baby? why are you crying? did i do something wrong?” you panicked as you wrapped your arms around aeri, scared that she began to regret everything that happened between you two. your heart hammered against your chest, waiting for her to gain her breath back so she could answer you.

“i love you, y/n.” aeri smiled through her tears as she looked into yours with the most patient form of love that ever existed.

you smiled back at her, eyes crinkling at the corners with the amount of rawness and genuinity that filled the moment.

“i love you too aeri. i always have.” you placed a kiss on her forehead, as light as feather, as your hands caressed her face in your hands. all ready for another round to go.

maybe it was something in the air that felt different tonight or something the universe had been playfully planning all along but whatever it was, you were so glad that it made you and aeri collide.

(When you put your body on mine

And collide, collide)

[vex91]

Too spicy

Chapter 23: Delusions

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Summary: After being rejected multiple times by Jimin, Y/N decides to stop running after her. A year later she debuts in a new girl group, with a totally different image and meets Jimin again but this time she doesn't care about the older girl much to her surprise. Shockingly Jimin starts developing feelings for Y/N and decides to win her heart back.

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