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[killshotchaos]

Aespa’s NingNing x M!Reader choking, squirting, creampie. 1,488 words You’re assigned to be her bodyguard for the night.

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Donatella Versace knows how to pick the faces of her luxury brand.

Nearly four years of being a bodyguard for her young and gorgeous ambassadors at high-end fashion shows has opened the window for you to spectate the A-list celebrities that the fashion powerhouse personally brought on. You’ve had the pleasure of guarding these gorgeous, charismatic women—some who are nearly untouchable.

But as striking as they are, Ning Yizhou is indescribable.

A rising performer of a big girl group, Yizhou’s sharp confidence—a contrast to her soft features—commands the attention of everyone in the room. She is meek at first glance, but treads through the red carpet with sultry eyes for the camera and a charming smile for those who greet her. She is no less of a beauty than any other model you’ve worked with, but you have yet to be at a loss for words.

Versace’s look for her tonight is simple: a sequined little black dress that barely falls to the top of her thighs, strappy black heels, and a simple handbag. The gold accents on the straps of her dress and buckle of the handbag brings some dimension to the look. Though her styling isn’t over the top, Yizhou still has you frothing at the mouth.

Conversations with her are fleeting due to language barriers and your job. You’re paid to guard these celebrities, not befriend them. 

You extend a hand in the direction of her seat on the first row, indicating that you have completed your job with her for now. She turns her head for a second before looking back at you, her lower lip tucked between her teeth.

“It’s still early,” she addresses the many unoccupied seats.

The attendees are still scattered around the premises socializing and conducting interviews. Some have already taken their seat, but Yizhou’s gaze grants the inability to turn her away. As uncomfortable as she may be without her group members, she seems comfortable enough to remain with you until it’s almost time for the show to start.

She tries her best to communicate. Her giggles, blushing, and eye contact makes you forget about the distance that’s supposed to be between you two. 

She is the star, and you are just her bodyguard for one night.

You’ve fooled around with women before, but you’d caught word of kpop celebrities being impossible to hook up with. Korean paparazzi may be small in numbers compared to western paparazzi but fans (or “fansites”) might as well give paparazzi a run for their money. 

Every corner they turn is a fan calling her name. The severity of an idol being caught with someone is catastrophic and would put their careers at risk—which you didn’t want to do. Despite all that, you somehow manage to sneak away into the bathroom where you break all the rules and become the handsy, invasive guy that you’re supposed to guard her from.

But Yizhou doesn’t want distance.

You prop her up on the marbled counter, lips entwined with hers and her fingers tucked through your hair. You can afford to have it messed up, and you have to stop your hand halfway from going through her silken, well-styled tresses. It finds purchase on her hip instead where you tug her closer to the edge of the counter and give yourself better access to her.

She clings to you, desperate and whiny. There are no words needed to tell you what she wants, though that doesn’t stop you from teasing her.

You can’t mark up her neck and you can’t ruin her dress too much. You want to inflict more damage on her but you have to be cautious with her appearance, leading you to redirect your pent up frustrations through your palm kneading between her legs.

She instantly bucks against you. You shift from your palm to the tips of your fingers, centering the pressure on her clit through her panties. The damp patch on the cotton grows as the kiss is more heated with her whimpers morphing into profanity.

She breaks away from you with a huff—lips swollen, gloss smeared, and the corners of her mouth turned downwards. 

You chuckle. “What’s the matter, my pretty girl?”

She pauses. “Stop being funny.”

“Yeah?” You raise a brow as you slip a finger under the soiled panties and feather over her slick folds. “You want more?”

She nods.

“Use your words. Talk to me, pretty.” You encourage her as you dip past her folds and press on her clit.

You earn a swift reaction. Her lips part slightly, her eyes hooded as you continue circling her sensitive clit. She teeters between small whimpers and incoherent muttering. You only desire to ruin her more, to tease her until she’s pushed to the edge—but you’re losing your own game. You give her what she wants to satiate your own pleasure of hearing her pretty little noises.

You slide a finger inside her. The waters are tested with a shallow thrust, and you quickly enter a second digit to pry her open. Something in your brain tells you to be gentle first but she squeezes your wrist and meets eyes with you.

“Please. More. I can take it.”

I can take it.

Yizhou is bent over the counter, proving that she can really take it. Her moans fall from her open mouth in intervals as she struggles to stay quiet. Your hips are relentless now that she encourages you to not stop, your cock perfectly sheathed in her aching pussy.

Her panties are pulled to the side as you fuck her. Just as you intended to tuck it in your pocket as a souvenir, you decide to keep it on her as her reminder of their rendezvous during the show.

You pause with a shallow thrust, forceful enough to shove her hips against the counter, and her thighs tremble. She shudders at the whirlwind of euphoria suddenly coming to a stop, but she’s taken aback when you wrap a hand around her throat and drag her off the counter. With her back flushed against your chest, you resume your pace with twice the force.

She certainly can’t hold back her moans now. The reflection of the mess that she’s become turns you on more. Her strap has fallen down her shoulder, exposing more of her tit than you’re supposed to see, and you eye her chest through the mirror as each thrust makes them bounce.

“You’re doing so good, pretty.”

She grunts when you squeeze her neck. You’re driven by her brief struggle to pound her harder, polluting the bathroom with the stench of sex and a hint of fragrance. You kiss behind her ear as praise, though you demean her through your hands as they commit sin. With one focused on her neck, your other hand slips between her thighs. You stroke her pulsing clit and she promptly clutches the counter with a cry.

“Right there, huh?,” you smirk.

“Yes,” she breathes. “Yes, please.”

You only have so much coordination when you’re also that close. Nonetheless, you work through it for her. She trembles and thrashes, but you reinforce your grip on her and stroke her clit in tandem with your sloppy thrusts. You ignore the ache in your wrist and bask in the moment she squirts all over you. You hear her arousal spilling onto the floor, but you don’t stop.

You can’t.

When you let go of her, she slumps over the counter heaving and gasping for air. Though you let her catch her breath, her walls squeeze your cock in random tangents. You try to hold back from her recovery but you’re in desperate need of release too. 

The silence is broken once again by her cries and the sloppy squelching of your cock pounding her overly sensitive cunt. With your hands secured on her hips, you resume your pace and watch yourself ruin her pretty little pussy. You force your way through the resistance of her walls, groaning as she takes you that much closer to orgasm.

She shudders as you unload inside her. Isolated thrusts push your cum in deeper, and she’s greedy for every last bit of it. 

The post-coital clarity eventually settles in and you realize you’d done the impossible: hooking up with a kpop idol.

How can someone still look so pretty after being thoroughly fucked?

You pull away and straighten yourself up. Yizhou does the same, tucking her panties back in place, but her refresh takes more effort than yours. She has just minutes to do so, however, as the show is about to start. But all your eyes can focus on is her thighs because she’s holding your cum inside her.

That alone makes you hard again.

She notices your gaze through the mirror and looks at you over her shoulder with a cheeky smile. “It will be okay.”

For her? Who knows.

For you? … Who knows either.

[ourdadai]

aespa [ ningning ] lockscreens ♡

[lovelaetter]

I'LL MAKE YOU CRY — a 2k celebration work.

here are two things about you: one, you always had a weakness for pretty girls, and two, you've never been good at dealing with not getting the things you want.

word count: 3.7k

pairing: sub!idol!ningning x dom!idol!reader.

warnings: abuse of power, age difference (reader is a 2nd gen idol, in her 30s), noncon turned dubcon, semi-public sex, reader is a manipulative mean bitch with mommy dom vibes and is proud of it, ningning is just a confused, stupid baby and her brain goes fuzzy around older women, excess of en-dashes and italics because that’s how your fav author here is.

a/n: i need to stop mentioning a fic and then writing something completely different... anyways, this idea came to me after @wintersera sent me an ask (which i hope you don’t mind me writing this instead of answering, love), let’s say something clicked inside my head instantly. also, this was supposed to be way more noncon-ish but i wasn’t satisfied to how it was going. go to end of the work for more notes!

Bo-Ah caught you looking at Seulgi for too long one day and made sure to pinpoint how your weakness for pretty girls would get you in trouble, not exactly in those words but it was what she meant and neither as a scold but in a friend-ly, you will get in trouble and i won’t help you with it because i warned you enough way. It didn’t mean anything to you at the time as you met someone else and Seulgi no longer occupied space in your mind but now you see how that didn’t make her less right.

As hard as it is to believe, you didn’t drag Ningning to your dressing room with sex in mind. Sure, as the new object of your affection you had thought of it with her before, but your intentions today were genuine and nice, truly.

A break during the end of the year performance rehearsals and recordings, leading her through the SM’s building corridors, sitting down together in your room. An offer— you see, I’m working on my next album and there’s this song that I really want to include but it feels like it’s missing something, realization dawning in her face, and I’ve been thinking about this for a few weeks now, i’ve talked to the producers, they think it’s a good idea, that our voices fit… I could’ve asked someone else to talk to you obviously but I thought a more personal approach would be nicer. So, what do you think? Would you like to collaborate with— and a lovely reception, an eagerness to accept like you’ve never seen before, cutting you off— yes!, looking down in embarrassment right away but not holding back the biggest smile, I mean, of course, it would be an honor.

So no, you didn’t had sex in mind and yet, being alone with her, you allowed your mind to wander.

“You are a really pretty girl,” you say after a few minutes in silence just staring at her.

“Thank you,” she says, so low you barely hear it and flinches when you suddenly slide closer to her from your spot, elbow on the back of the couch, trapping her in place.

It happens too fast and in the end, Bo-Ah surely wasn’t wrong. Your hand rests on her knee for a moment, sliding up, up slowly, taking hold of her thigh — you’re looking for putting yourself in trouble at this point. Ningning follows your touch up her leg with her gaze, watches your hand for a moment before looking back at you, promptly parting her lips to speak.

Maybe it was the wide eyes, shining for you with a glimpse of fear and confusion or the so pretty, plump lips that she insisted on running her pink tongue over or the blush painting her cheeks or— maybe it was everything and the months of watching her from afar, fantasizing about her, it’s not the point, all it matters is that before she can say anything you lurch forward, lips crashing onto hers. Takes a moment for her to react, frozen, and when she does it’s what the part of you with a good sense of morality expects, using all in her to push you away.

Closes her legs so hard your wrist hurts, fists against your chest while squirming and whines and stops and what are you doings are falling from her mouth. Impatience creeps up your spine and you snap yanking your hand from between her thighs, taking one of her wrists in hand roughly, snorting, so close to her face your breaths mix. She tries to break free for a moment more, chest up and down fast while staring at your not-so-happy face.

Tilting your head to the side and arching an eyebrow like who asks you’re done?, says, “I’ve never been good at dealing with not getting what I want,” you lean over to whisper in her ear, “Also, I heard Minjeong would love to collaborate with me. Once in a lifetime opportunity, you know?

It’s cruel the way you say it and she’s not stupid, knows how to put two and two together, the tears sliding free down her cheeks. Whimpers as your lips move from her earlobe to her jaw and down her neck, easing your grip on her wrist and the hand on your chest pushing you away drops to her lap. You grin against her skin and mutter a good girl, hand crawling under her shirt to grab her waist, pulling her more into your body. Part of your brain tells you to snap, to tear her clothes from her, take her like you always imagined, but the other part knows better than scaring her more and that time isn’t in your favor; you’ve been away with her for a few minutes, you still have a performance to record and soon the break will be over and someone will come looking for both of you.

Looking at her you can’t help but coo when she gasps as your fingers slide under the hem of her bra and grope one of her tits, a smirk taking place in your lips. “No, honey, not like that, come on, let me see you,” as she tries to turn her head, your other hand taking hold of her jaw and forcing her to keep looking at you. 

You’ve fucked many girls in your life and yet, the euphoria that fills you upon hearing her moan and seeing her expression as you touch her is something completely new.

Her skin is feverish and your hands too cold making her shiver, not so gently taking one of her nipples between thumb and point finger, rolling and pulling it, eyebrows twitching and a whimper escaping past her lips. It’s accidental, her hands flying instantly to cover her mouth, and barely audible but enough to go straight to your core, to have you squeezing your legs looking for relief.

“You are a sensitive little thing, aren’t you?” You say in a low tone, never breaking eye contact with her, “What about this?”

Your free hand follows the same path as the other underneath her shirt and her back arches in a wordless answer. There’s a sick satisfaction in making her fall apart while she insists it doesn’t feel good, in seeing her body betray her pleas for you to stop.

“Take this off,” you rush, pulling her shirt up. Ningning refuses to put her arms up and tries to pry your hands away from her body, claw-like nails digging into your arms as she keeps begging for you to stop but you don’t hesitate on slapping her hands away, forcing her arms up as well as her shirt in a swift movement. She stills, stares at you dumbfounded and you scoff, “What? It’s okay to play with your little tits but you draw the line at me seeing them?”

It’s not okay and you know it. She tries again to push you away when you lean closer to reach behind her back and open her bra, failing to realize her position between the couch and yourself and that all her squirming only gets her body more and more into yours. She stops then as the straps slide down her arms and the piece falls to her lap, chest to chest with you, her face twisting and there’s that noise again, the whimper that makes your insides burn. She looks too pretty, teary wide eyes and blushed cheeks, lips parted and tempting you for a kiss. The idea of sitting on her face crosses your mind and the mere thought of her looking up at you from between your legs with the same wide eyes makes your hole clench around nothing, you can feel yourself growing slick.

But now your tongue craves to taste her much more than your own cunt craves her mouth.

Even her skin tastes nice on your tongue, going gooseflesh as you suck on a certain point of her neck and the effect it has on her is some kind of sorcery. She seems to forget everything; the struggling, the begging, where you two are. Fails to keep quiet when your mouth reaches her breasts, taking one nipple gently between teeth and sucking it greedily. You feel her bucking her hips, searching for friction, and glance up at her, seeing the way she covers her mouth with a hand trying to muffle her noises, tears rolling down her cheeks while she stares into your eyes with a certain look that makes you grin against her chest — no more fear or disgust but shame for liking it something so vile being done against her.

After a few minutes you pull back to admire your work, her chest heaving, puffy nipples shining with spit and even though you know better than to leave marks, the bruise looks cute on the soft underside of her breast. Your hand slides down her belly in no time, toying with the hem of her sweatpants for a moment before sliding further down between her legs and she begins squirming again, gripping on your shoulder and trying to push you away in vain, making you chuckle, watching her face carefully.

It’s a sight to see, the way her fighting merges with acceptance, clenched fists against your chest at the same time she lifts one leg so her foot can rest on the couch, unconsciously — or not — spreading herself and making it much easier for you to feel her soaked entrance through her underwear. Suddenly so quiet as you pull it to the side, no stops or crying or begging, only a shaky you’re sick cut off by a moan as a finger slides inside her.

It takes one, two, three slow ins and outs and the press of your thumb on her clit to have her melting, hands that once pushed you away now grabbing onto your shirt just for the sake of it, pliant under you like you wanted her to be from the beginning. Still, it’s not enough.

Your movements slow down almost to the point of stopping, no other choice for her but move on her own trying to feel something and you let her.

“Ningning?” She hums absently in answer, more cunt-thinking than anything else. You kiss her cheek lovingly and drag your lips to her ear to whisper, “Why aren’t you screaming?”

Ningning stills and frowns, blinking at you. “What?”

“Why aren’t you screaming? I never tried to stop you from doing so.”

She just stares at you in confusion, mouth open-close-open-close like a fish out of water, “I don’t—”

“None of that! Just admit it, silly girl, it’s nice, isn’t it?” She moans loudly as your thumb is suddenly too fast and slippery over her clit and your hand is fast over her mouth, hissing quiet! through teeth. “I’ll ask you again, why aren’t you screaming?”

You uncover her mouth and she takes a few deep breaths. She looks down between your bodies, at where your hand disappears and moves inside her pants and the squelching noises get louder as her hole gets wetter around your finger. When she looks back at you, her lips tremble and the tears are back in her eyes, ready to spill. It’s really quiet, between sniffs and if you weren’t so close to her you certainly wouldn’t have heard it, “Because… Because I like it?”

There she is.

“You do?” Your smile is so big your cheeks hurt, voice sugar coated and you know you look crazy or sick like she called you. “That’s my girl!”

You take her lips and there’s a brief moment of resisting before she’s yours completely, the tension leaving her body; parting her lips to let your tongue in. You pull away and she moves forward, following you with a pout, needing more, whining as you push her to lay back again. As you slide down to your knees, Ningning lifts her hips without you saying a thing, squirming impatiently when you take time to unlace and take off her sneakers, like the minutes aren’t passing — like you aren’t salivating.

Ningning is not the biggest example of patience, shoves her own pants and underwear down and spreads her legs wide, sitting more at the edge of the couch, closer to your face. Pretty just like you thought she would be, soaked and glistening under the lights, wetness sliding out of her cunt and down to her ass.

“Look at you,” you say, kissing a path on the inside of her thighs but never looking away and she squirms a bit uncomfortably under the weight of your stare.

Hands in your hair urge your mouth closer and you’re too desperate to tell her to not touch, so instead, you give in.

She’s salty and sweet and so much better than you could’ve imagined, mouth wide open and not holding back, doing your best to savor every single drop she gives you and more. Too wet, too much, tries to close her legs when your nose bumps repeatedly against her clit, which has you using both hands to force her legs spread and barking for her to stop moving. She struggles to keep quiet and it’s totally your fault, you should be careful, but there has never been anything careful about the way you eat pussy and it shouldn’t be different with her, especially with her. Head side to side, tongue flat and up, up, down, down, deeper into her hole—

You sit back on your heels, panting, fingers replacing your mouth on her slit and smearing arousal all over her puffy lips, her breath hitching when your middle and index finger slide inside her with ease while you watch slightly in awe, straight and deep, scissoring movements to stretch her open, her eyes rolling back when you crook them up.

Ningning curses under her breath, toys with her own tits in a failed way to try and mimic how you played with them earlier, the constant rubbing of your fingers against the spongy spot inside her being too much for her to think straight and not enough for her to cum and you know that, it’s on purpose and all on your face, a shark-like grin, your eyes flickering between her pretty face, eyes closed shut and biting her lip so hard you worry she might hurt herself, and her pussy, how your fingers come out more wet at each pump and her clit is begging for your attention.

She can barely open her eyes, a small line that is more tears than anything else looking down at you. Reaches for your wrist and pulls it more into her, fingers deeper, holding it so tightly it hurts, gasps, “Just a little—”

Kissing her mound, you nod, “Shh, I know, honey, I know.”

And you do know, not thinking much before using your free hand to expose her clit and spitting on it, action that has her almost sliding from the couch with how hard her hips buck. Slippery and red and aching, you wrap your lips around it and moan against her, sucking mercilessly.

If you were in the mood to be meaner, you would hold her down; if you had more time, you would be meaner; if you weren’t in a dressing room fucking her during a break and risking being caught, you would have more time, so you let her have her fun rocking against your face in a desperate search for relieve, almost like fucking your mouth.

Ningning tosses her head back and you can’t see more than her mouth falling in a soundless scream, your hand crawling up her torso to touch the breasts she had now let go and it’s impossible to drag you deeper and yet it’s what it feels like with her walls clenching around your fingers.

There’s a soft touch on your forehead, a push, harder and harder when your mouth doesn’t back away from her core, a cry from above you, “S-top, I can’t—”

You barely move to speak, annoyed, “Don’t you dare push me away again.”

She doesn’t.

It’s not for her pleasure anymore but yours and you couldn’t care less, slurping noises filling the room, the thought of if someone outside can hear it crossing your mind. The way her body curls up, small hands grabbing at your hair to the point it hurts, her pretty face twisted in such a scowl that if you didn’t know you would think she is in pain with the moments that pass and your tongue doesn’t stop swirling around the sensitive bud between her legs driving her into overstimulation, all of it makes your desire to keep going until she’s wasted increase and it’s a shame that you can’t. To her relief you let go of her clit with a wet, loud sound, tongue flat in a last taste, and her body falls slack back on the couch, breathless, subtle twitches of her legs as you kiss the inside of her thighs, pumping your fingers a few more times before pulling out just to hear her whine again.

You stare at your glistening fingers, ready to lick them clean before an idea pops into your mind, rising from the floor to sit by her side. Ningning opens her eyes as you get closer to her, teary orbs widening as you grab her by the neck, not saying a thing before shoving your fingers past her already parted lips and filling her mouth with her own taste. You don’t apologize when you reach too deep and she gags, instead presses down on her tongue and smiles proudly when she starts to suck.

“Good girl,” you mutter, transfixed by the way her lips wrap around your fingers and her head bobs slightly, one hand holding your hand in place, eyes looking into yours, “I told you it was going to be nice, didn’t I?”

“It was,” she says, letting go of your wrist and your digits fall from her lips, your hand sliding to her waist, leaving a trail of spit behind. She smiles, “I had fun.”

Ningning looks cute, at ease, like a switch had been flipped inside her head considering how she was struggling against you minutes before, now not caring that she’s still completely naked in front of you nor about the way you hungrily stare down at her.

“You should get dressed, soon someone will come looking for you.”

Her face falls, something close to disappointment washing over it and not going unnoticed by you, caressing her cheek and making her look at you while arching an eyebrow as if who says what?

Ningning huffs and blows a strand of hair a bit childishly, then gestures to your body, “You don’t want me to… repay the favor?”

“Are you that desperate to touch me?” You say nonchalantly, smirking at the way her face reddens twice more and she stutters to explain herself. “I’m messing with you. Next time, yeah? Now get dressed.”

It’s adorable the way her eyes shine at the mention of next time, nodding happily. You get up and walk to your vanity desk, looking through your makeup artist’s things in search of something to clean her face. Shooting a glance to the mirror, you watch her.

It feeds your ego to see a girl shaking and looking a bit lost because of what you did to her and it’s no different with Ningning, flushed face and pouting, too numb to properly stand and almost tripping on her pants. She struggles with her bra and you step closer, motioning for her to turn around and she promptly obeys, murmuring a quiet thank you when you clasp the piece.

She doesn’t object when you hold her chin, wiping her tears and mascara stained cheeks with cleansing tissues. “Unnie?”

“Hm?”

She chews on her lip nervously. “Are we… Can I… I mean, were you serious about the song?”

You tilt your head, frowning at her. She has her reasons to doubt you, you know that, but you can’t help but get offended. 

“What, you think I lied to you? That I said that just to fuck you? You really think so low of me?”

Her eyes widen and she shakes her head frantically, has a hard time speaking because of how harshly you’re grabbing her face, “No, no, but you said Minjeong—”

“And? I say a lot of things when I’m mad. I do want you on the song, Ningning,” you say, more bitterly than you really meant, “but she’s a good second choice if you keep acting up.”

“I won’t, I promise.”

“Yeah, you better not.” You let go of her and walk to the other side of the room, throwing the wipes on the small trash can. There’s silence, only the annoying repetitive noise of the ceiling fan as you scribble your number down on a piece of paper, even adding a small heart and handing it to her. She takes it, unfolds to take a look and gasps, corner of her lips curving upward. “Don’t lose it, call me or text me tonight. I will also ask my manager to contact your team.”

“Oka—”

You cut her off with a kiss, hands flying to her waist and pulling her closer. Ningning moans against your lips and you wish you could torture her for a little more, savor her for just a few more minutes, but there’s a knock on the door, the familiar voice of her manager making her head snap around. She pouts, not wanting to let go either, turning back to you with a questioning look.

“What happened here, it stays between us,” she nods, giggling girlishly as you boop her nose and give her a last peck on the lips. “Now go.”

She leaves with a look over her shoulder and a small wave, to which you wink in return and mouth a call me, blush creeping up her face instantly. Afterwards, sitting down with your makeup artist doing her work on your face, you think about how much easier it is to play with her than you thought it would be — and how it might last.

a/n: so...that was it. i'm sorry if it feels rushed in certain parts and if it lacks on others, it’s not my best work and i wish i could’ve done something better but at certain point this was really stressing me out 😭 we hit 2k followers a few days ago and i'm really thankful for all of you guys and the support, it feels good knowing that there people out there that think like me! i'm sorry for not being as active as in the beginning, i'll try my best to fix that!

i think a few changes are going to happen, i don't know, i still have a lot of asks to answer and i don't know when i'll finish that, in a few days my anon inbox will be closed again 😭 i hope you guys understand that, i'm not ignoring anyone, it just overwhelms me! maybe i'll post more long fics, i have some ideas, or maybe just make more of my own posts like i said once... let's see!

i love all of you, thanks for being here with me for this whole year — yep, we also hit one year!

with love, simi 🤍

[jnnul]

I JUST READ THE DATING RINA DRABBLE AND DIED HEADASS……………… do u have any thoughts for dating ning? :3

word count: 933 words a/n: LMAOOOO that's so real anonnie that's me with ningrina on any given day tbh genres: fluff and nsfw content

ningning is THE girlfriend tbh

very feminine, very princess vibes

but i feel like ningning is the epitome of a 50/50 girlie

she will definitely expect princess treatment but she will also def be giving princess treatment

it doesn't matter age, gender, race, nationality

you are her princess™️ just like she is your princess™️

for example, she might be the one to ask you out on a date

but once you hit it off, she'll expect you to be the one to make it official

i honestly feel like ningning would ask you out within like a couple hours of meeting you

she gets your number, thinks you're cute, and then asks you out on a date

and on that first date, she puts her expectations for a relationship out in the open and highkey she's just so confident in what she wants that you're like ???

i'm??? in love with her???

(she knows you are)

once you ask her to be your girlfriend, she absolutely dotes on you

there's a new side of her that you've never seen before

she's like a sweet best friend that also drops 2 grand on w/o batting an eye bc she saw you eyeing a pretty watch and what her baby looks at, her baby gets

and she expects that you love her like that too!!

not monetarily, but definitely at least in emotional aspects

affirm her feelings, express how much you love her, initiating dates, buying her flowers randomly to surprise her

but outside of that, she wants you to be her best friend and vice versa

like she genuinely wants to have inside jokes w you, do stupid things w you, and lowk wants to be your absolute best friend

def isn't very controlling and she herself has a lot of friends

but she def prioritizes you the most out of everyone

and kinda wants you to do the same (or at least have her in the top 3)

is actually the best person to rant to bc she'll just listen to you like this 😍 while you're swearing like a sailor

will def join in and bash whoever's making her bb feel bad

but thinks you're so incredibly lovable regardless

lowk loves showing you off in public?

like she doesn't care when you're wearing revealing clothing or when ppl are checking you out, in front of her, mind you

bc she knows that you're hot and she appreciates you knowing that too

what she draws the line at tho is literally anyone threatening her spot in closeness to you

lowk will get toxic abt it too

like if she feels like you met someone who's able to make you laugh like she does, she immediately brings it up to you

and asks you to distance yourself from them

unless she's 100% sure that it's platonic from their side

bc she trusts her baby

but not the rest of the world

hand in hand w the whole showing you off/best friend thing

she loves going clubbing w you!!

the best thing abt dating ningning is that she makes you embrace life to the fullest

genuinely 0 shits given to the world

you're violently drunk after 12 shots at the club? she's holding your hair/clothes back as you hurl your guts out and she's still having the time of her life

will take so many pics of you two together

like actually she has to upgrade her icloud storage every 3 months

bc she doesn't want to delete a single picture of you

or the two of you tgt

probably singlehandedly supporting apple atp

so incredibly in love w you <333

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ik so many ppl hc her as a pillow princess

and she def has her moments!! where she just wants to be spoiled rotten

but she love love LOVES putting in the work when y'all are getting nasty

highkey that's one of the only things she'll rlly go 75/25 on

she has an y/n fixation so you can expect her to go down on you (wtv that looks like for you!!) 25/8

you're watching tv? her hands are in your pants

you're washing the dishes? she's backhugging you and her hands are in your pants

you're breathing? her hands are down your pants

NINGNING JUST WANTS TO MAKE YOU FEEL GOOD ALL THE DAMN TIME

i don't rlly think she's into power play

but she's def prone to 'taking the lead' in bed

i also think that once you guys get more comfortable w each other, she lets out her inner freak

like i genuinely think that she'd leave you tied to the bed w a vibrator at your core and just watch you

she thinks you look gorgeous when you cum

and therefore, overstimulates you whenever she can

not a fan of edging bc she hates seeing you cry

but she will use it against you if she ever feels like you're not loving her as hard as she wants to be!!

also lots of romantic, heated sex

where she pushes you up against a wall and kisses the shit out of you

and then takes you to the bedroom where she has a bunch of fairy lights and candles lit

she's v v spontaneous tho so she can flip the vibe however you want!! will never do the same thing twice!!

aftercare has to be 50/50 tho!! she runs you a bath and massages all of the sore spots and you make her cheese toasties <333

overall, ningning who is your needy/sexy/silly best friend and girlfriend all in one!!

[panda-writes-kpop]

Hiiii hope your having a wonderful day. I enjoy reading your scenarios especially dreamcatcher and aespa. Which made me wonder if I can request aespa as your pirate GF :o

Pirate! Aespa as Your Girlfriend

a/n: Thank you for the lovely message, anon! I'm so glad you love my aespa and dreamcatcher stuff 🫶 and of course you can, dear! Hopefully, you enjoy this! Obligatory tag of @foolish-sparrow ❤️ can't write about pirates without acknowledging the Pirate AU queen! Please check out all of her stuff because it's all so amazing 🫶🫶 also I tried something new with the banners, so let me know if you like it or not!

tw: it's in order of how the girls are introduced in the Pirate AU fic universe (no, I have not forgotten about Giselle or Ningning I will be getting back to them plz have patience with me 🫠) instead of age order, booze and drunken activities, violence, pirating and other forms of stealing

♡ Masterlist ♡

Winter ~ The Captain

she's always busy as the Captain of the Red-Haired Pirates, either trying to corral her crew (mostly Karina and Giselle) or find the next place or ship to plunder.

but for you? she has all of the time in the world.

You're very famously known as her soft spot on the crew, and people will use it to their advantage.

Of course she knows this, but if you're going to continue to kiss her and whisper sweet nothings in her ear... she'll let the shenanigans slide, for now.

Winter likes to show you off, whether by letting you commit the finishing blow on an opponent or giving you a chance to show off your own unique set of skills

Most of the time you spend together is at night when you're out at sea.

She'll be busy looking over the a map or checking some coordinates when you wrap your arms around her waist

a rare smile appears on her face as you state out at the open ocean together.

"Where are we going, my lovely Captain?"

"As long as you're by my side, wherever the seas take us, my dear."

Karina ~ The Marksman

the loser (affectionate) marksman by day, the greasy (slightly drunk) flirt by night finds herself changing her ways as you two enter a serious relationship.

Karina feels much more comfortable being her dorky, usual self when it's just the two of you alone, but as your relationship progresses, more and more people see a different side of her

if you aren't a marksman like her, she takes you to a local shooting range and teaches you everything you need to know

"You need to aim a little higher on the target, otherwise you won't do much more than give them a good scare."

"I'd love to focus my aim, Karina, but you're making my heart pound when you're this close to me."

Karina is well-known on her crew for her drunken antics, especially with the various people she meets during her travels

It all stops with you - either you're watching her to make sure she doesn't get absolutely wasted, or you're the one participating in her antics while you're both drunk.

If it's the first option, you're able to pull her away from the bar with lots of affectionate or promises of stronger booze on the ship (you just send her straight to bed, and she's too tired to argue)

If it's the latter, you two often find yourselves cleaning the decks in order to avoid Winter's wrath due to the shitstorm that you usually cause.

But hey, at least you have someone to cuddle with as you nurse your hangover away.

Giselle ~ The Arms Specialist/Mapmaker

Pulling double duty on the ship takes a toll on the amount of free time Giselle has, but when she has a free night, you can be sure that she's living it up, especially with you at her side.

You'll literally have her heart forever if you help her with her daily tasks, she's so stressed out with everything on her plate.

Depending on your specialties, you're either marking the map or helping with coordinates, or you're cleaning up gun powder and restocking the gunroom with newly pillaged supplies.

It works in Giselle's favor because she always can find a reason to talk with you when you're working on similar tasks.

"Do you need some help, darling?"

"I think I can handle myself, Giselle, but I don't mind the company."

After the ship has docked and the sun has disappeared from the sky, Giselle is finally free from most of her responsibilities.

She's dragging you to the nearest bar, either to hustle some of the crew at cards or to grab a few drinks.

You tell her that it's unfair to play cards against people you can't even sit straight, but you find that your concerns are silenced when a bottle of your favorite liquor is sitting at your side.

And if you're just grabbing drinks with her, she's sure to tell you how much she loves you (and all of the awesome pirating stories you missed out on before you started dating).

Ningning ~ The "Rogue" Mercenary

The quiet, withdrawn "misfit" in the crew isn't drawn to having a friendly relationship to many on the crew, except for you, of course.

She hasn't fully adjusted to the pirating life, considering that she joined the crew after being held captive by them, so she often is quietly looking over your shoulder to understand how to be more useful aboard the ship

"You can come closer, it's easier to learn how to tie a knot when you can see what I'm doing."

"I can see fine from where I'm at, but thank you for the offer."

You invite her to many of the crew's nighttime activities, and it's rare for her to accept, but when she does, you see her cracking a smile and occasionally laughing at everyone's antics.

Ningning likes spending time with you one-on-one, and that's when she confesses her feelings for you.

Literally no one knows that the two of you are together, except for a drunk Karina that saw the two of you embrace one night (and no one believes her, to this day).

She doesn't like to teach you her trade, she went through a lot of shit to get her skills, but she will show you how to fight if you aren't the greatest at it.

You'll just have to put your pride to the side because she will beat your ass, every time, without fail.

Plus, she can steal a kiss or two while she has you pinned to the ground. She lectures you about not being distracted with a smirk on her face, as if it isn't her fault.

[vamptizm]

2. downbadism

⋆𐙚 SYNOPSIS — ahn yoona and ning yi zhuo were polar opposites from different worlds and statuses, so when ningning begs yoona to help her get with her crush in exchange for doing her math homework, yoona can’t miss out on a good deal.

⋆𐙚 PAIRING — loser!ningning x mean girl!oc

⋆𐙚 GENRE — smau. angst, crack, fluff, non!idol au, college au, loser x popular, slow burn.

⋆𐙚 WARNINGS — suggestive themes, explicit language, kys jokes, homophobia,

⋆𐙚 STATUS — ongoing

⋆𐙚 TAGLIST — open! @bellemxmff @multiliker (ask in comments)

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[heyniniy]

୨୧ ࣪ 𓈒 ningning - aespa lockscreens

[justalonelybitch]

Sleepless Without You

NingNing x F!Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Warnings: Mentions of Fights, Yelling

Word Count: 840

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Your forehead was creased in a deep frown, eyes narrowed as you glared at the blank wall ahead. Yizhuo mirrored your expression with a scowl of her own, arms crossed firmly over her chest, lips jutted out in a pout. You clenched your jaw at the sound of yet another angered huff slipping past her parted lips. Jimin scoffed as she glanced between the two of you, releasing a tired sigh as she pinched the bridge of her nose. “This is so stupid,” she muttered under her breath, rising from her seat opposite the two of you. “I don’t even understand why you guys are fighting!” The leader exclaimed, running a hand through her dark locks in frustration.

“Because she was-” “It’s her fault-” You and Yizhuo began to yell in unison, voices muffled by one another. Jimin sent you both a pointed glare, barely resisting the urge to roll her eyes. “I don’t care, you’re not leaving this room until you make up,” the oldest shouted, slamming the door behind her as she exited with an indignant huff. Pursing your lips, you eyed Yizhuo discreetly, catching sight of the fury that masked her usually soft features. It wasn’t often the two of you fought, only making it easier for things to get out of control far faster than normal. Feeling your anger begin to dissipate, you tucked your knees into your chest, turning to her with a frown etched on your face.

She dropped her hands to her sides with a grunt at the feeling of your gaze boring holes into the side of her head. “Yizhuo,” you mumbled softly, hesitantly reaching out to her hand, nervously lacing your pinky with hers. “I don’t want to fight anymore,” you whispered carefully, gazing at her hopefully. The corners of your lips tugged up as she unconsciously unclenched her fists so you could properly grasp her hand in your own, interlacing your fingers gently. “You think I do?!” She yelled, causing you to flinch back at the volume of her voice. Yizhuo didn’t let you stray far, her grip on your hand tightening as she turned to gaze at you apologetically. “I’m sorry,” she apologised for raising her voice, gnawing at the inside of her cheek.

“I’m just tired, Y/n.” Yizhuo admitted, her hand slipping from your grasp as she rose to her feet. You blinked rapidly as she shuffled towards the door, pausing briefly before moving past the threshold. “Let's sleep for now, we’ll talk tomorrow,” she uttered weakly, slipping out of the room without another word, retreating to her bedroom. You curled into a ball on the couch, shrinking further into the soft cushions, not having the motivation to move further. Unwilling to take the risk of slipping into bed by her side in fear of rejection, you found yourself uncovered and shivering on the couch, tossing and turning as sleep eluded you. The cold air of the night was harder to bear without Yizhuo there to offer her warm cuddles.

A faint creak in the distance had the hairs on the back of your neck raising, a chill running down your spine at the eerie silence that followed. You tensed at the sound of light footsteps, eyes widening as a body fell onto the couch beside yours. “Why didn’t you come to bed?” Yizhuo questioned, arms wrapping around you as she snuggled closer. She held her breath as you shifted in her hold, fearing that you may push her away, but calming as you only turned to face her. The dull glow of the moon illuminated her features, bottom lip sucked between her teeth, eyes swirling with uncertainty as she gazed at you.

“I can’t stay mad at you,” she grumbled with a sigh, pulling you impossibly closer, your bodies fitting together like puzzle pieces on the small couch. You curled your fingers into the soft fabric of her hoodie, leaning forwards and planting a featherlight kiss to the tip of Yizhuo’s nose. A bright smile broke out on her face as she tenderly pressed her forehead to yours, brushing her nose against yours with a giggle. You grinned at the melodious sound, pecking her lips before ducking your head shyly, hiding your face in the crook of her neck. “I’m glad we’re not fighting anymore,” Yizhuo mumbled, pressing a lingering kiss to the top of your head.

“Me too,” you sighed blissfully, eyes fluttering closed as her warm hold lulled you into a sleepy state. “I can’t sleep without you,” you admitted, voice muffled against her skin. She smiled softly at the confession, tightening her grip around your waist. “Glad I’m not the only one,” Yizhuo spoke softly, a smile creeping onto your lips as her angelic voice met your ears. “Goodnight Yizhuo, I love you,” you mumbled sleepily, struggling to keep yourself awake, but holding on in favour of hearing her say those three words back. “Goodnight Y/n, I love you too, so much,” she spoke softly . As soon as the words rolled off her tongue you fell into a deep slumber, a content smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

Why were they fighting? I have no clue, I wrote this with absolutely no thoughts.

[sosofiaplay]

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Conteúdo da vendinha✉💐

[rubyblog]

ઇଓ ֢ ࣪ ݂ Ningning Lockscreens ׅ ୨ ׁ

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don't repost please.

[valstress]

• Aespa as your girlfriends •

🌸Fluff🌸

↬Karina

• She would be extremely comforting and would always take care of you

• Lots of cuddles pecks and jokes

• She would be willing to listen to you at all times when you're sad or having bad days

• Motherly energy

• She would love to go out with you whenever she has a break

• She would give you special gifts

↬Giselle:

• She would send you photos of what she does on a daily basis

• Many soft kisses and she would intertwine your hand with hers

• She loves listening to music with you and going shopping together

• Deep and long talks during the night

• You would watch a lot of series and movies together

↬Winter:

• Most dates would be at home

• She would love to spend time with you at home, napping and snuggling

• You would eat chocolate while watching movies in bed

• If you go out, she would love to take you to the amusement park

• Many pouts and you would joke a lot together

↬Ningning:

• You would watch animated movies together

• You would enjoy cooking even though it might end up as a disaster

• Very clingy and lots of kissing

• You would play video games and the loser would do the dishes

• Lots of laughter and comforting moments, you would really enjoy each other's company

I hope you liked it, I apologize if I made a grammatical mistake, English isn't my first language. These scenarios are totally made by my imagination ♡

[ourdadai]

✿ ningning ꒰ aespa ꒱ lockscreens !

[jigujellee]

SHE FELL FIRST, BUT WHO FELL HARDER? -> ning yizhuo is in love with you. or at least, she was.

ningning x reader angst word count: 2.9k warnings: brief mention and use of cigarettes, some swearing

a/n: this is kind of all over the place lmao but here's my first fic for ningning! i originally thought of a more angsty ending, but i went with what actually (kind of) happened (yes, this is somewhat based on a true story heh) but i hope you all enjoy :) thank you for reading! (also, not proofread lol)

most could agree that unrequited love is undoubtedly a really shitty and painful experience. hence why your best friend ningning was currently sitting at her desk, head down while whining and moping beside you.

“god, i miss her so much y/n! she hasn’t texted me in three whole days, what should i do?”

“what do you mean ‘what should i do?’,” you say without batting an eye towards her, remaining focused on your chemistry textbook. “if you miss her so much, then why don’t you just text her? simple as that,” you scoff in annoyance at how helpless she sounded over such a small thing.

“i’ve never missed anyone like this, it hurts!” ningning cries out, finally sitting up.

ouch. you finally tear your eyes away from the book to look at your best friend, and you deeply sigh.

“i don’t even get why you like her so much, she doesn’t even pay any attention to you ning. like look, she’s not even texting you back! what do you see in this girl?”

“i don’t know y/n, i just really love jennie” you furrow your eyebrows at her choice of words. love? she loves her? you scoff again, pinching the bridge of your nose, not knowing how to respond to her at this point. you found the whole thing to be ridiculous and you sadly laugh at your best friend for falling in love with someone who doesn’t feel the same way about her.

but what right did you have to laugh at her? you are in the exact same situation.

because you’re in love with ningning.

-

the two of you have been the best of friends since preschool and are inseparable. you were like two peas in a pod; if you knew where one was, you’d definitely find the other. you two understood each other’s sense of humour, and were the loudest and craziest duo of your friend group. you and ning, and even minjeong sometimes, loved to pull pranks on aeri together, which led to the three of you being scolded by jimin while trying to hold in all your laughter. but one glance at ning and you two exploded into a fit of laughter and jimin just gives up on trying to lecture the two of you.

until one day, ning starts acting different. all of a sudden, she’s more shy around you and you find her cheeks to be painted a light pink whenever she’s alone with you. then, she asks you out of nowhere what you would do if you were to confess to someone but then they’d reject you.

“how do you know you’d get rejected if you haven’t even confessed?”

“i just have a feeling. so what would you do?”

“i’d still confess”

“even if you knew you were going to be rejected?”

“i don’t know if i’m gonna be rejected. you never know unless you try, so just do it”

ning doesn’t say anything after. her head stays down, gaze avoiding you as she plays with the chipped black nail polish on her fingers.

“it’s you that i like, y/n” she finally says after a moment. you look at her in surprise and also confusion. but you’re not confused at what she said, you’re confused at the warm and bubbly feeling that you currently had in your chest.

“why did you think i’d reject you, ning?” you ask, trying to disregard the feeling in your chest.

“i don’t know, we’ve been friends for so long and i was scared that’s all you ever thought of me. plus, i thought you were still in love with yunjin. you’ve been more quiet and sort of gloomy since things ended between you two, so yeah i just kind of assumed,” her eyes never once land on you, only shifting her gaze from her hands to the ground.

you don’t know how to feel. you never entertained the idea of having feelings for ningning, but you weren’t exactly against it either.

“i..” you start, trying to think of your next words carefully in hopes to avoid hurting her.

“i’m not flat out rejecting you, but i’m not saying i feel the same way either. i need some time to figure out what i’m feeling. i don’t want to be with you if i’m unsure of how i feel, that wouldn’t be fair to you right?” you look at ning, looking for a reaction, to which she just gives you a tight lipped smile and nods her head.

“can you wait for me ning? i just need some time”

she takes a deep breath before answering.

“i can try” she says with a small smile.

and for the next few weeks, you two were back to your normal selves. the pranks continued, and so did the scolding, and the two of you were enjoying each other’s presence as if nothing happened.

yet something definitely shifted in the air. while things were fairly normal between the two of you, there were a few things that were different; like the way your hugs would last a few seconds longer, the grip on each other slightly tightening before pulling away. or the way you catch yourself staring at her when she’s in class, or eating lunch, or even just having a conversation with your other friends. or the way she started kissing you on the cheek when she drops you home and then waits for you to go inside. little things like this were making you realize that you and ning would be great together, not just as friends, but as lovers too.

but damn, this shit only lasted for a solid three weeks or so, because ningning joined the volleyball team where she met jennie, the captain and setter of the team. you offered to wait for her so you could go home together after her practices, but she brushed you off to go home with jennie instead. it was fine at first, but then she continued to brush you off. eventually it wasn’t just practices, because then she started ditching you during lunch to go eat with jennie and her friends. the only time you got to spend with ning, apart from class, was when she came over to do homework together like you’ve been doing since you were young. but nowadays, she’s just glued to her phone, texting jennie and laughing every now and then, not paying any attention to you at all.

-

for the last few days, jennie was all you heard from ningning’s mouth. and now that she hasn’t replied to ning, you thought it’d be over but oh were you wrong. she just complained left and right, constantly checking her phone for a text, and whining to you like she was doing now.

“i have an idea!” ning suddenly beams out, startling you out of your thoughts. “why don’t we pretend to date so we can get jennie’s attention? then she’ll get jealous and she’ll come back to me for sure!”

“what?”

“let’s fake date!,” she repeats as if you didn’t understand her the first time but you heard her loud and clear.

“you want me, to pretend to date you?”

“yes!”

“so that you could get jennie’s attention?”

“yeah, that’s what i just said. were you even listening?”

you were in disbelief. she wanted to pretend to be with you just to get someone who barely paid any attention with her? how insensitive could she be?

“what do you mean ‘insensitive’?” you look at her, not realizing you were thinking aloud. but you didn’t hold yourself back from letting her hear what you’ve been feeling all this time.

“you’re so fucking insensitive ning. insensitive, numb, and stupid at that” you were spitting out words like venom, not caring if they sounded harsh or not. you were tired of how she was acting and you needed to let everything out once and for all.

“excuse me? what are you talking about y/n?”

“how are you gonna ask me to pretend to date you when what i feel for you is actually real? haven’t you thought about what i felt this whole time? because i fucking hate hearing you talk about jennie this or jennie that, where’s jennie, i miss jennie well fuck! what about me ning? what am i supposed to say to all of that when i'm the one who misses you?! you’re right in front of me yet i fucking miss you all the time. god ning, i can’t even say that i hate you because i don’t. i’m so fucking in love with you and this whole thing fucking sucks because you were the one who fell first, so why am i the one suffering right now? why couldn’t you have waited just a bit longer?” tears were threatening to spill out of your eyes, so you ran off, not caring that she was calling out your name and not caring to hear what she has to say. you also didn't care that you were bumping into students and staff in the hallway, you just really wanted to get to your safe spot as quick as possible.

once you make it to the school rooftop, you let your tears flow freely and you scream at the top of the lungs. no one else was up here to hear you so you just let everything out, kicking and throwing the trash cans around out of pure frustration and anger. you felt that it was unfair of her to fall in love with you first just to turn around to break your heart when she met jennie. why’d she have to hit and run you and leave you all alone crying ugly?

when you feel that you got everything out of your system, you wipe your face with the sleeve of your blazer. you groan before attempting to clean up the mess you made since you felt bad for having the janitors clean up after you, and you start picking up pieces of garbage while pathetically sniffling to yourself.

after setting the last trash can back in its place, you walk over to the ledge of the rooftop where you can see the view of the schoolyard and as well as the lively city. you dig into the back pocket of your pants and pull out a fresh unopened box of marlboro lights. as you attempt to light one, you felt a hand harshly meeting the back of your head, causing you to drop the cigarette of the roof. you don’t turn back to look at who hit you, because only one person knows where and how to find you here.

“ugh you owe me a cigarette bitch”

“oh please, that was a fresh pack. i know you have 39 more stupid”

you place your elbows on the ledge and let the cool breeze hit your face.

“what do you want, rina?”

“you didn’t show up to math class, and when i asked ning, she said you ran off and didn’t know where you went. so i offered to look for you,” you don’t say anything and just continued enjoying the breeze.

“she also told me what happened”

“look, you didn’t need to come up here and convince me to agree with her stupid idea. i was gonna do it anyw-”

“i’m here to convince you not to accept it, y/n”

“wh-”

“shut up, let me finish” she cuts you off.

“i know you. we’ve all been friends for so long, so i practically know how you think and act. i came up here because i knew you were gonna be here, let all your feelings out just to bottle them in again. then you were gonna suck it all up, apologize to ning, and then agree to fake date her because that’s what you do. you always do things for her and even for us, even if it means you’re the one getting hurt”

you faked a scoff at what karina said, trying to brush it off as if it wasn’t true but you knew everything she talked about was indeed true; every time ning or your other friends needed help, you willingly did so even if it wasn’t in your favour. like that one time ning was crying at 3am and she called you, even though you were dead tired. without a second thought, you got up and bought her mcdonald’s and went to her house to comfort her. or there was that one time minjeong needed help with her essay because she procrastinated hers, so you pulled an all nighter with her to help her finish, and even bought her breakfast after. she got the better grade, but it was worth it because she was so happy about it. you just hated seeing your friends suffering, even if it may have been their fault sometimes, so you always wanted to try and help as best you can even if it affected you.

“scoff all you want y/n, but i really don’t want you to do this. stop hurting yourself for the sake of us and for other people! when was the last time you did something nice for yourself?

you thought for a moment. when was the last time you did something for yourself? “uhh, i bought some chipotle for dinner yesterday?”

“that doesn’t count, stupid”

“i just don’t want to see you guys suffer”

“have you ever thought that we’re tired of seeing you suffer? you have done so much for us and we haven’t even done much for you, and it’s unfair. y/n, it’s okay to say no and it’s okay to be selfish every once in a while. i want you to stop thinking about others and to just put yourself first please? for your sake?”

you don’t say anything. normally when karina scolds you, it’s because you pulled another prank on aeri so you rarely ever take her seriously. but when she starts scolding you for something serious like this, it can be a bit scary and you know she means every word.

“fourth period is starting, let’s go,” the purple haired girl said before turning to leave the rooftop. but she briefly stops and turns to you once more.

“if i find out you accepted that deal, you’ll never hear the end of it from me”

you walk towards karina and swing your arm around her shoulders. “aye aye captain!” with the “captain” coming out as a groan because karina punches you in the stomach before leaving you in pain by the door. you don’t know why, but she just hates when you call her captain.

you catch up to her and you both make your way to fourth period class, and as soon as you walk in, aeri and minjeong jump towards you. they wrap themselves around you and yell in your ear, telling you how worried they were and begged you to stop disappearing like that. but one girl simply stared at the three of you, not wanting to approach because she didn’t know what to say.

“ladies, settle down. it’s time to start,” your teacher said. the two finally stop their yelling and detach themselves from you to sit in their seats, and you do the same.

it’s a bit awkward between you and ningning. you just stormed off after saying some pretty harsh stuff to her, and you have yet to apologize to her even though you meant most of what you said. but you didn’t want to lose your best friend completely. you knew better than to let your feelings for her get in the way of your friendship, so you start thinking of ways to apologize to her. you’re so caught up in your thoughts that you didn’t notice the piece of paper that was slipped onto your desk, until you felt a tap on your shoulder from the girl beside you. you look at her before looking at the paper, and you hide it under your desk so that the teacher wouldn’t catch you.

i’m really sorry y/n. you're right, i was being so stupid and insensitive for not considering your own feelings especially since i was the one to confess first. i know that you’d be mad for a while and it’ll take some time for you to cool off, i know that’s how you are. please forget the stupid plan, forget about jennie, i’m so terrified of losing you y/n and i’d hate myself so much if i lost my best friend. i'm aware that this isn't the best way to apologize, you deserve more than a stupid note. but you know i won't stop bugging you until we're okay. i'm dumb and insensitive, yes, but i'm your dumb and insensitive best friend who's really really sorry and wants to make things right :( - ningie

ps. i don't need this back so just throw it at aeri or something

as you slowly crumple the note, you look up to see what the teacher is up to. when he turns around to write something on the board, you throw the note right at aeri’s head and the scrunched paper falls to the ground. you immediately point at ning while mouthing the words it was her. aeri glares at ningning, who is trying to point at you but aeri just rolls her eyes and continues to pay attention. you hold in your laughter but you end up making a loud shrieking sound when ningning pinches your arm.

“is everything alright back there?” your teacher asks as he looks at you and ningning.

you look over at her, who was trying so hard to hold in her laughter with a tight lipped smile and you couldn’t help but smile too.

“yes sir, everything is just fine”

[eunsaedol]

✧ ⁺ ⁺ 　° EUNSAE & FRIENDS

✧.* ATEEZ

✧ being under kq entertainment, eunsae is close with all of the ateez members. she’s even been nicknamed “ateez’s little sister” by saedolls and atinys. she first met them in 2019 when she first joined the company as a producer, but she grew closer with them in 2020 as she began to work with them for their ‘answer’ comeback. the members love working with her and gave her their utmost support when she decided to debut solo. she’s basically always with them, whether it’s studio time with hongjoong and mingi, joking around with yunho, or spending time in the practice room with wooyoung and san. she has a close bond with all of the members.

✧.* ITZY : CHAERYEONG

✧ if someone were to ask eunsae who her best friend was, she would 100% say chaeryeong. these two met at an award show. eunsae was sitting by herself and yeji invited her to sit with the rest of itzy. eunsae instantly connected with chaeryeong, joking with her and making conversation in between the show. clips of the two laughing together went viral on twitter, making their newly found friendship public. the two are usually spotted having lunch dates when their schedules are open and eunsae regularly talks about their outings on fromm. eunsae has been dubbed the “6th member of itzy” by fans due to her frequently sticking with them (mostly chaeryeong) during award shows and end of the year events.

✧.* AESPA: NINGNING

✧ fashion it girls. eunsae has always admired ningning’s style and took the chance to tell her that when they first met backstage at inkigayo. because of that, their hangouts usually consist of shopping dates and having mini fashion shows at eunsae’s house. their friendship is known through various tiktoks and them appearing in each other’s vlogs. they’re always hyping each other up too, whether talking about a photoshoot the other did or a performance, they’re each others number 1 hype girls.

✧.* TXT : BEOMGYU

✧ funny story; these two met at 7/11. they never met prior to that but just happen to recognize each other and exchange numbers. their friendship developed pretty quickly as they shared similar humor and were easily able to feel comfortable around each other. they’re definitely more chaotic over text as their friendship mainly consist of sending memes and unserious conversations, with the occasional deep ones. eunsae and beomgyu are actually pretty close despite not hanging out much in person due to busy schedules, but when they do, they’re always guaranteed to have a good time.

[k-rising]

aespa's ideal types

karina

What she looks in a relationship

honesty

passion

loyalty

security

good communication

a long-lasting relationship

wants her relationships to be fun

jimin doesn’t like being bored

mental and physical stimulation

karina wants to have a deep connection with her partner

wants love to be reciprocate

she wants someone who needs her, who is totally devoted to her

Personality

passionate

intense

empathetic

caring

honest

bold

loyal

smart

adventurous

funny

sensitive

polite

charming

sweet

someone that has good manners

creative even artistic

Appearance

someone with a a square shaped head

big head/forehead

nice body

someone that isn't afraid to show their body

jimin probably likes people who are physically fit

Date ideas

since karina doesn’t like to get bored her dates would be something involving the mind and the body in a sense?

going to amusement parks

taking a walk in nature

taking a spontaneous road trip to a location that she hasn’t visited yet

a place that’s open and allows to get fresh air

an activity that allows her to move around

going to a concert together or going to a theater could also be appealing for her

jimin prioritize a good communication in her dates as well as a good laugh

she also likes doing something interesting indoors on a rainy day and getting to know each other through deep conversations

giselle

What she looks in a relationship

mental and physical stimulation

wants her relationships to be fun

a long-lasting relationship

wants to have some freedom and individuality outside of the relationship as well

giselle seeks for someone who can be not only her lover, but also her best friend

loyalty

security

passion

a deep connection

wants love to be reciprocate

Personality

optimistic

cheerful

bright

curious

funny

adventurous

sensitive

caring

sweet

passionate

intense

open minded

eccentric

Appearance

nice curvy body

someone with a big voice

a person who looks happy all the time

I think that she likes someone who has something on their body that’s exaggerated, specially thighs or butt

a person who likes working out a lot

Date ideas

giselle likes doing indoor activities and getting to know each other through deep conversations

as I said before, she prioritizes a good communication in her dates as well as a good laugh

taking a walk in nature

taking a spontaneous road trip to a location that she hasn’t visited yet

going to amusement parks

going to a concert together or to a theater

winter

What she looks in a relationship

passion

honesty

minjeong wants an unusual or unconventional relationship

she needs both mental and physical stimulation and a lot of changes in order to not get bored

wants to have some freedom and individuality outside of the relationship

winter seeks for someone who can be not only her lover, but also her best friend

she doesn’t want a relationship that will suffocate her in some way

Personality

curious

smart

open minded

friendly

someone with a unique/eccentric personality

rebellious

passionate

someone who’s able to hold a conversation with her

bold

honest

independent

someone who likes to workout and stay healthy

Appearance

long nose

tall and skinny

someone that dresses up in an unique/eccentric way

individuals that are unconventionally beautiful

someone that the more you stare the more obvious their beauty is

Date ideas

winter likes going to eccentric places like a modern art museum or a wax museum

going to amusement parks

going to a concert together or to the theater

taking a walk in nature

taking a road trip to a location that she hasn’t visited yet

ningning

What she looks in a relationship

loyalty

passion

trust

ningning wants a relationship where she can grow

seeks for a transformative relationship

she wants to have a deep connection with her partner

Personality

passionate

intense

mysterious

someone who can be difficult to get to know that easily

a person who can seem cold at first, but is actually very protective of their loved ones

sensitive

I also think that she will like some jealousy here and there

ningning likes someone that is not afraid to speak their mind

Appearance

dark hair and/or eyes

foxy eyes

dark clothes

someone who has a magnetic and powerful aura

intense stare

ningning likes someone who has a mysterious/intimidating presence

someone who’s very sexy/sensual

a person who has kinda like a resting bitch face maybe??

someone who may like turtle necks and using a lot ot eyeliner

she may like curvier bodies as well

Date ideas

ningning likes spending time with his lover on private

she wants to spend quality time with her partner and open up about their deepest secrets and concerns

somewhere with beautiful scenery, like a botanical garden

somewhere with flowers with beautiful colors

ningning likes going to places that aren’t as known

she would also like to go somewhere where they can appreciate art, like an art museum

going to a quiet cafe

doing something indoors on a rainy day

[ynjinnie]

my mind is spiraling from sugar LMFAO..what to work on ?!