#pentagon drabbles

[takorossi]

rules (& regulations)

headcanons/imagines/scenarios/time stamps/drabbles/one-shots/etc. ✓

reader-insert ✓ my default is gn!reader but if you'd like me to do f!/m!reader please specify

member-member ✓ i might be pickier with m-m requests because if i don't see the ship it's gonna be difficult, but i'll mostly be okay as long as you don't expect a whole fic

sfw fanfic tropes (e.g. fluff, angst, crack, hurt/comfort, AU, major character death) ✓

suggestive ✓ full nsfw ✗ because i've never written that before, but basically think: those blackout scenes in rom movies but in written form — those are okay

hateful/offensive behaviour towards anybody especially with regards to race, ethnicity, religion ✗

stuff like non-con that actively promotes/encourages unethical behaviour ✗

if you want something specific, please be specific. if not, the caveat is your request is going to be up to my interpretation.

other than the hard-"no"s, i would generally be open to trying anything once so just shoot and i'll vet the requests from there. please hit me up if you would like to discuss any of my writing or just to chill. i'll come back to this post from time to time to update the rules as i see fit so yeah, you can check it whenever you want to send in a request.

tako x

28.3.23

[bp-zb1fics]

i know a lot of people don’t ask for him but i really want to see something for hui. i know everybody says he’s “old” and stuff but he’s just soo fine. I’m requesting a long spicy and suggestive one shot of him with fem!reader. I’m fine with smut aswell. You don’t have to do it if you aren’t comfortable. thank you for your time!

Me and you under

pairing: hui x reader

pronouns: none used but reader is slightly fem-coded (calling hui oppa)

genre: heavily suggestive/smut, fluff sprinklings

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT PLEASE!!!

tw/tags: teasing, light d/s dynamics, oppa kink, kisses, making out, oral (reader receiving), fingering, non-explicit description of sex, lots of noises

wc: 1383

summary: everyone knows hoetaek is sweet on you but only you know how sweet he can be when the doors are closed.

a/n this took a little longer to write than expected because my condition hasn't been good but tysm anon for requesting! As a casual fan of pentagon, I can definitely agree that hui is a fine, fine man. Happy reading!

To most people, Hoetaek was a perfect sweetheart. 

Your doting boyfriend sported pea coats that always almost ended up draped over your shoulders with coos of “Aish, my jagi needs to bring a warmer jacket next time.” (Spoiler: you never do). And his wire-rimmed glasses that would constantly slip off his nose, leaving you to fuss and push them back up for him. 

He didn’t even need to be prompted to do aegyo to cheer you up or get you to smile. Seriously, this grown man. But you loved him for it. You couldn’t ask for a better boyfriend. 

Because Hoetaek was the perfect sweetheart and completely soft for you but in the privacy of your bedroom, in moments when he felt a little restless, when you got a little needy, he became someone else entirely.

“Ah, ah, ah don’t be shy with me now.” He murmured.

His voice, which you absolutely adored, would drop just a little lower and take on a sing-songy quality that had you hooked on every word.

The first few buttons of his shirt have come loose, courtesy of yours truly, and you’re treated to the way the veins on his neck become prominent, how his adam’s apple bobs, his collarbones sharp and chest heaving slightly. You feel a little crazy, wanting to reach up and touch. But you can’t.

“You’ll behave for me right?” His breath ghosts against your ear, dragging his lips against these sensitive shell ever so lightly.

You inhale sharply and nod. He chuckles, keeping you pinned against the mattress. Hoetaek wasn’t particularly physically imposing but there was a certain glint in his eyes that made you feel small in all the right ways. 

“Words, jagi.” You both know he isn’t asking. It’s a demand, quiet and firm and boiling hot in your stomach.

Hoetaek can play the game for hours. And it doesn’t help at all that the way he looks at you leaves you breathless, words almost like air when you manage to produce some.

“Yes,” you exhale shakily as the look in his eyes grows darker. 

Then he smiles, not the cotton-candy sweet kind that you get from him on a regular day, no. It’s almost too sweet, saccharine and sharp around the edges. 

He leans forward, soft and deadly like a viper about to strike and coos condescendingly.

“Let’s try that again, shall we jagi? Will. You. Behave. For. Me?”

Each word he drags out, voice hitting you like a mallet wrapped in plush cloth, tender and dull but impactful. You can’t control how your breath hitches.

“Yes, yes.” Every limb goes pliant as he looms over you.

Hoetaek firmly grasps your chin so that you’re forced to look at his face as he presses further.

“Yes, what jagi?”

He watches as you weigh it out in your mind, letting the game drag out longer and giving into him. Well, he’s feeling a little impatient today.

Without warning, he drags a knee up, stopping short between the apex of your thighs. You get a little frantic but don’t buck down to meet it. Good. He’s not really in the mood to punish you today.

Rather he continues to hold your chin, letting his thumb drag over your lips.

“Say it,” he says almost like he’s taunting you. “You’re not getting anything till you say it. Address me properly, jagi.”

You look at him through your eyelashes, eyes just a little wet as you let your lips form the words.

“Yes oppa”

Hoetaek brings his knee all the way up, relishing in the way you gasp as he grinds it in. His hand abandons your chin to bury fingers into your hair while the other grips at your side, stroking teasingly over your hip bone. 

“That’s right, jagi. Very good.”

He presses his body closer and you can feel him, hot and heavy and firm against you. His lips latch onto your neck, tongue trailing heat up and down your skin. You whimper.

You feel him smile against your skin. Kisses are pressed against spots that have you shivering. Hands encircle your wrists and press them firmly to the sheets. Finally, he claims your lips, your mind going completely blank. He tastes like a sweet addiction, melting into your bones and pulling them apart.

When he pulls away, you can’t help but whine, his eyes dance playfully but the glint remains. You know what you need to do.

“Oppa please.”

He soothes your pleas with soft lips, the corners quirking upwards as he pulls his knee away and you whine again. Hands squeeze your wrists once more as if warning them to stay in place before they move downwards to spread your thighs.

Your clothes fall to the floor, leaving you bare save for one of his oversized sweaters. He presses a kiss on your hip before mouth going lower and lower until his breath is warm against the place where you want his mouth the most, quiet, needy noises escaping you.

He can’t help but run a few fingers between your thighs. You’re wet and messy and wanting for him. A few strokes has you keening, trying your best not to jerk forward. You can only watch as he pops those fingers into his mouth, staring at you hungrily as he hums around them.

You can only spread your legs further as if to entice him to take his fill. He doesn’t react, warm, wet fingers coming to tease where you’re most sensitive. 

“Now tell oppa where you want him, hmm?”

He stifles a laugh when you look at him incredulously before your cheeks tint even more and you quietly say it.

“Hmmm, I didn’t quite hear that, jagi.”

You say it again, louder and just a little more frantic in your desperation.

“Want oppa’s mouth on my…”

That’ll have to do for now, Hoetaek decides, unable to summon enough patience to wait for you to ask for it exactly how he wants it. You’re too tempting, all pliant and nearly bare beneath him.

The strangled sound you make still manages to echo through the whole room as he puts his mouth on you.

His tongue is criminal, lapping over places that blur your vision and leaving you wanting more. Your hips can’t stay still anymore, twitching nearly uncontrollably in a valiant effort to not suffocate him. Sometimes he stills, just humming and sending vibrations up your spine that drive you mad. His fingers sink into you, one, two, three, your eyes wet with tears as ecstasy begins to take hold.

Before you know it, you’re hovering in a haze of pleasure, creeping your way towards sweet, sweet release. The sounds that he rips out of you grow frantic, nearly begging. He knows your body well, much to your satisfaction and despair. There are some days where Hoetaek nearly tortures you, bringing you to the tipping point and drawing you back before you can fall over. 

Luckily today is not one of those days. He finishes you off and you yell, his mouth flooded by your sweetness, smearing it over his lips and chin as he works you through. Your legs are shaky with exertion but you still call out for him to take his own pleasure.

Hoetaek won’t lie and say that he didn’t tremble a little as he sinks into you, watching in awe as you throw your head back and call out for him. He’s the desperate one now, torn between dragging it out while you’re sensitive or chasing his end after having his pants grow tortuously tight while he pleasured you. The latter prevails after you look at him with wet eyes, legs wrapping around his waist and pulling him into you. 

His own groans are almost musical, pitch rising as he spills himself. Hoetaek is always so gentle with you in the aftermath. Hands guiding you into the shower to rinse off, a soft towel to wipe you clean.

Moments like this are your favourite, resting your head against his chest as he hums something softly while carding fingers through your hair. Skin against skin, you’ve never felt closer. Before you know it, you’re drifting off, his voice a soft echo at the back of your mind, letting you know how much he loves you.

[minimultiestfandoms]

˜”*°• *.* ˜”*°• ! dawn masterlist ! •°*”˜ *.* •°*”˜

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DAWN as a boyfriend!

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| Reactions |

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[blu-joons]

He Confesses To You ~ Jung Wooseok

Your smile was soft as your best friend left the café after meeting you during their lunch break, glancing back to your left where Wooseok was still sat. His eyes were staring down at his coffee cup in front of him, refusing to acknowledge your best friend as they walked away.

Your smile slowly disappeared as your brows knitted together in his direction. Wooseok took an anxious sip as he felt you watching him, not quite knowing what to do as you studied him.

“Y/F/N is so funny,” you grinned, taking a sip of your drink yourself too. “Don’t you think?” You asked Wooseok in an attempt to bring him back into the conversation.

“Yeah, he’s alright,” Wooseok coldly replied, glancing back across at you, “it seems like the two of you have gotten pretty close recently.”

Your eyes continued to stare at Wooseok, “we’ve always been pretty close.”

Everything seemed off to you with him, something wasn’t quite right with Wooseok, you could tell by how agitated he was with you and how bitter his voice sounded too, unlike what you usually heard from Wooseok at all.

He could only smile at how oblivious you were to just how close you were with Y/F/N. It was something that just didn’t sit right with him, he hated feeling like a third wheel whilst the three of you had your lunch together.

“I think he fancies you,” Wooseok suddenly told you, taking you by surprise. “When I was watching him, he seemed pretty close to you. Dare I say that you seemed to be quite enjoying his attention too Y/N.”

“What?” You scoffed, hitting gently against Wooseok’s arm. “We were only close to each other because you weren’t contributing anything. You might as well have not been here with how little of a presence you were, I thought it would be nice for you to spend time with Y/F/N.”

“Why?” Wooseok boldly asked you, pushing his coffee cup away from him. “Why would I want to have lunch with a guy who basically acts as if he’s your boyfriend? I’d have rather been anywhere but here.”

“Lovely,” you muttered underneath your breath, shaking your head back across at Wooseok. “I don’t know how many times I have to drill it into you Wooseok that Y/F/N is one of my closest friends before you’ll listen.”

“That’s because I don’t think he wants to be,” Wooseok admitted as soon as you finished speaking, “and sometimes I think you don’t want it to be too. I’m right here, but you never seem to look in my direction Y/N, only ever his.”

You watched his eyes widen as soon as he stopped talking, realising what had come out of his mouth. It wasn’t something that you could just dismiss either like you had done with most of what Wooseok had said to you ever since Y/F/N arrived.

“I mean, what do they have for you that I don’t?” Wooseok enquired, a shrug of his shoulders following as he knew that he had nothing to lose anymore in front of you.

Your eyes narrowed as you struggled to make sense of what Wooseok was trying to say. “You’re both good friends to me, there’s no such thing as one being better than the other or one having more than the other person has in my eyes.”

Wooseok’s head shook as you failed to pick up on exactly what he was trying to say to you. He appreciated that it was probably a lot for you to take in and make sense of what Wooseok’s riddles were telling you.

“This isn’t a friendship Y/N,” he began, “at least not for me.”

“What isn’t a friendship? You mean you and I?”

“It hasn’t been for some time, even if those feelings are only one sided.”

You didn’t quite know what to say to Wooseok as his shy eyes looked away from you. His hands nervously gripped at the end of the table, feeling his heart race as he tried to figure out exactly what you would say or do at the opposite side of the table.

“I can just go,” he offered when the silence carried on, fearing the worst from you.

Your head shook though as soon as Wooseok went to move, “I didn’t tell you to go anywhere,” you reminded him.

With a nod of his head, Wooseok sat himself back down in his seat again. He still couldn’t bring himself to look at you, but the calming sound of your voice brought him at least a little bit of reassurance that things would be alright.

“How long?” You enquired after a couple of minutes, “for how long have you felt as if you don’t just want to be friends with me?”

“A long time,” Wooseok hummed, letting go of a gentle chuckle as his voice trailed off. “I guess I’ve never thought about how long it has been because I can’t remember when how I felt about you stopped being just friends and something more, that time all just feels like a bit of a blur.”

Your head nodded as you listened closely to Wooseok, feeling yourself begin to get a little anxious beside him too. “I had no idea,” you told him in reply, “if I’d have picked up on even the slightest clue, I wouldn’t have let you think for a second that I like Y/F/N.”

His head flickered up to look across at you, “but you do like Y/F/N,” Wooseok tried to tell you, convinced that there were some feelings there, no matter how much they hurt him.

“Don’t be stupid,” you chuckled back to him, “I never liked Y/F/N, not even for just a second. There was only one person that I liked, and I’m looking right at him Wooseok.”

It took a moment for what you said to hit Wooseok, his expression remained blank for a few moments until the corners of his mouth slowly turned up. His eyes looked to you almost in disbelief, having to scratch over the top of his head to make sure that he really was listening.

“Y-you like me?” He stuttered, asking you just to be absolutely sure that he was listening to you properly. “You’re not just saying that to make me feel better, you don’t have to be the considerate friend anymore Y/N.”

“I’m saying it because I mean it Wooseok, I never just say things just because.”

A laugh escaped him, filled with relief as Wooseok slowly allowed himself to relax again. “All this time I thought you hated me, I thought you wanted to rub it in that you liked Y/F/N by making me sit through all of these stupid lunches.”

“You’re an idiot,” you established, sniggering as Wooseok nodded in agreement with you. “I only invited Y/F/N just to be nice, he’s been having a hard time lately. I’m just friendly with him, but I like to think that maybe I’m a little more with you.”

There was nothing from Wooseok as he struggled to keep his composure, simply smiling across at you. Your head shook as the faintest of laughs left him, almost feeling as if he needed to pinch himself to be sure.

“Where do we go from here?” Wooseok asked you with a wide grin.

“I think you know exactly where we go from here.”

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Masterlist

[thru-the-grapevine]

[4:52 PM] You were prepared for a lot of things on your walks home from work, but being clotheslined by a seven-year-old learning to bike with no training wheels wasn’t one of them.

“Sorry!” The little girl screeched as her bike continued to careen haphazardly down the sidewalk. “Daddy, how do I stop?!”

“Use the brakes! We’ve talked about this!”

The girl squealed and tumbled purposefully into the grass next to the sidewalk about ten feet away from you. “I did it! Come get me!”

“Just a second, honey!”

You sat up slowly, taking quick inventory. You could still feel all your limbs, although you were going to have the mother of all bruises on your right hip and thigh.

A set of running footsteps pounded towards you. “Shoot, I am so, so sorry. Are you hurt?”

“I’m fi…” You paused, blinking up at what had to be the prettiest pair of eyes you’d ever seen. Belonging to the prettiest man you’d ever seen.

You cleared your throat and finished your sentence. “Fine. I’m fine.”

The man didn’t look convinced, but knelt and began scooping up items from your bag that you hadn’t realized had scattered. “I’m seriously so sorry. I try to make sure we’re practicing bike-riding on quiet streets so there aren’t any casualties.”

“I usually take a different route, so,” you said, taking the items the man picked up and putting them back into your bag. “No harm done.”

“Are you sure you’re okay? She took you out pretty hard.”

The man’s sweet look of concern made a cloud of butterflies take off in your stomach. “I promise I’m fine. I’m sturdier than I look.”

“I hope so,” the man said, smiling as he offered a hand to help you to your feet. You took his hand and stood back up slowly.

“Daddy, Daddy, let’s try again!”

The little cyclist came bounding up to the two of you, grinning.

“Just a moment, love,” the man said, giving the little girl a stern look. “What do we say when we knock someone over?”

“Oh, yeah,” the little girl said, turning to look up at you with nearly-identical eyes. “I’m really sorry I hit you. I’m not good at steering yet. Or stopping. Just going. Going’s my best thing.”

You bit back a smile. “I can tell.”

“How can I make it up to you?” The man asked, and you realized he still had a hold of your hand.

You shrugged, letting go and pulling your bag up your shoulder. “No need. No harm done, promise.”

“Please, I insist,” the man said, smiling, and you felt that cloud of butterflies in your stomach again. He had a very nice smile. “Doesn’t have to be today, but I feel bad just letting you go your merry way when my daughter nearly killed you.”

“She didn’t nearly kill me,” you said just as the little girl said “I didn’t kill anyone, Daddy!”

He chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. “Then maybe just…for my own benefit? Let me?”

You must have been looking at how pretty he was for too long, because you heard yourself say, “Sure.”

His smile really did light up his whole face in a way you really admired. “Excellent. Yang Hongseok.”

You gave him your name, taking his offered hand and shaking it. “So how do you want to do this?”

“Wanna, like–I mean, if you’re not busy…we could get lunch? Or even just coffee if you don’t have a lot of time?”

“Maybe this Friday?”

“Great.” Hongseok pulled his phone from his pocket. “Let me get your number and it’s a date. A time, I mean! Not a…unless you…no, just a time.”

“Why’s your face all funny, Daddy?” The little girl giggled.

“It isn’t,” Hongseok insisted, face flushed as he handed you his phone with a contact page pulled up.

If you were unprepared to be bowled over by a kid on a bike, you were even less prepared for someone who looked like Yang Hongseok to ask you on a date on your walk home from work. But you thought it might not be so bad, every once in a while, for the unexpected to happen.

[jaetyun]

thank you so much for the bp drabble! it was so well written, i loved it! since you asked for suggestions i'd be curious to see a completely different imagine scenario!

tysm hearing someone say it’s well written warms my heart sm 😭❤️❤️ more is definitely on the way! i might start a taglist, so lmk if you’d wanna be added 🫶

[i-am-hungry-24-7]

[Always By Your Side] (TF141*Reader)

you can decide which TF141 men he is, but I imagine he’s Ghost (I’m truly sorry Simon). A short drabble you can read when u are sitting on the toilet for 1 minute/j.

word count: 414

He’s not good at this, but after you leave, He starts folding the origami stars just like you.

His hands are big, clumsy, the paper slips out of his hands tons of times, but he searches the tutorial, redoing it again and again.

The first few stars aren’t good, crooked edges, uneven portions, unlike yours you gave him.

He doesn’t give up, carefully folding the stars, and they become better each time he finishes one.

The stars start to make into a pile. He puts them into a glass jar just like how you stored them.

“It’s beautiful, right? watching different colors cluster together, just like the rainbow.”

He recalls the memory whilst doing another star.

The times he’s not training, supervising or on missions, he locks himself in his quarter, creating those little stars that he used to sit beside you, looking at his phone while you fixated on making them.

Finally, he watches the jar being filled with the stars, mostly your favorite color, and he puts his jar beside the one you gifted him.

- - - - - -

“Paper stars?” He hears the clerk mumbles when she is scanning the barcode on the paper strips for checkout.

“Oh, it’s just rare to see someone making these nowadays.” She sees him blink at her with confusion. “years ago young girls love to make them, there’s a saying that if you fold 1000 stars, the wish you wrote inside will come true.”

The words after that fly over his mind, he rushes back to his car, tapping at the steering wheel when all he can think about now is—

You said you were making 1000 stars before.

He stumbles back to his quarter, doesn’t care about the recruits’ curious eyes as he shuts the door behind him, taking your jar and opening it.

Every star was obviously made with patience, shaped in a perfect pentagon, that’s why he never dared to touch them, afraid of ruining them.

but this time, he picks one up with trembling fingers, and slowly unfolds the purple star.

“I hope I can live long enough, staying by his side until we both become old, if I don’t, I hope these stars can help me protect him.”

He stares at the words neatly written on the inner of the paper, and tries to focus on the handwriting, but all he can do is just letting his vision become blurry, choke back a sob as he grasps the star and slumps to the floor.

Not killing Reader in my fics: mission impossible

[pisupsala]

| Library |

Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw One for The History Books

[complete] 22 chapters, 100k words

[Summary] You are an archivist at the Pentagon, sent on assignment to TOPGUN to catalog and report on a top secret mission. In the days under the Californian sun, a certain naval aviator puts your once orderly life in a tailspin that you might never recover from.

[Pairing] Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw x fem!reader / Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw x fem!oc (no use of y/n)

[Warnings] Mature content: swearing, (explicit) smut. 18+ only.

[Accompanying Side Stories/One Shots] Same warnings apply.

Where Else Would I Be? [Summary] He's been gone for so long.

Any Way The Wind Blows [Summary] There’s a sudden shift in the mood.

Wish You Were Here | part 1 | part 2 [Summary] Some things you’d rather not face alone.

Of All The Stars in The Sky

[in progress] [tag list open!]

Summary | War looks different from high above in the sky. But when Bradley finds himself on the ground, far behind enemy lines, it becomes a race against the clock to get out. And try not to look back at what he’s leaving behind.

Pairing | Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw x fem!reader / Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw x fem!oc (no use of y/n)

Warnings | Mature content | 18+ only | [WWII AU] swearing, war, violence, death, explicit smut

One Shots

All The Small Things Summary // Did you get what you deserve? (3.2k words)

Pairing // Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw x fem!reader (no use of y/n)

Warnings //mentions of abuse, heartbreak—hurt/comfort, fluff

Bradley Drabble / glitter gel pens Pairing // Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw x fem!reader (no use of y/n)

Warnings //just fluff

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John 'Bucky' Egan Follow Me Where I Go

Lost and found in four parts. (in progress)

Pairing | John 'Bucky' Egan x fem!reader Warnings | 18+, smut, distressing situations, mentions of hospitals and blood

[restlessmaknae]

restlessmaknae's request event [guide]

Celebrating 6 years on Tumblr and a number of followers I thought I would never reach, I would like to repay you for your love and support in the form of a request event. Writing is a hobby of mine that allows me to escape, to push my boundaries, and to leave an impact on readers. Even if you crack a smile, laugh at the words or feel understood by them, I'm truly honoured that you've joined me on this journey. 💞

Now, onto the good stuff.

As voted by you, readers, in a previous poll of mine, you can request stories based on genres, settings, but you can also throw a prompt into the mix.

HOW DOES THAT WORK?

You send me an ask with a genre and/or setting and a certain idol in mind, but you can add a prompt from these lists as well (they might help with certain settings):

Prompt list #1: Enemies to lovers but one is injured

Prompt list #2: Prompts for ex-lovers

Prompt list #3: Sacred romantic moments

Prompt list #4: Hurt comfort starters

Prompt list #5: "I HATE YOU, BUT I JUST DID SOMETHING TO HELP YOU AND NOW I NEED TO EXPLAIN MYSELF" prompts

Here are some examples:

best friends to lovers with Jake (Enhypen)

prince!Intak (P1Harmony) in a fantasy kingdom

zombie apocalypse au with Serim (Cravity) + enemies to lovers

[prompt] with Hyunsuk (CIX)

[prompt] with Hyunsuk (CIX) + exes to lovers

[prompt] with Hyunsuk (CIX) + exes to lovers + murder mystery

RULES

Smaus, bulleted stories and reaction stories can't be requested

I don't write smut, and if I feel uncomfortable by your request, I have the right to reject it and not write it

Only member x reader/OC, no member x member stories can be requested (you can specify if you want a gender-neutral reader insert story, otherwise I write female!reader stories)

I decide on how long the story will be, but I plan on writing stories less than 5k for this event (so expect drabbles and one-shots)

There's no deadline by which I plan on posting your story, it depends on how much time I have beside my full-time job and how much inspiration I have for your requested story - so please, bear with me, I'll get around to it as soon as I can 🥰

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[juhaknyeonies]

introduction;

about me!!:

this is a secondary blog: @jungwoos-luvr

i dont write nsfw (personal preference plus im bad at writing n e ways)*

i write for svt, tbz and nct*

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my name is erie

i’m 19 years old

i’m a gemini and an istp

my ult biases: jungwoo, haknyeon, yangyang, chenle, seungcheol, wonyoung and eunha

my ult groups: ive, fromis_9, the boyz, nct, seventeen and yukika

some groups/soloists i listen to: zerobaseone, monsta x, ateez, pentagon, exo, billlie, kep1er, viviz, aespa, twice, red velvet, jo yuri, yena, younha, kwon eunbi, gfriend, iz*one, loona (boycott)

Masterlist;

written works

seventeen:

the recordings of you - choi seungcheol; smau

sleepy head - choi seungcheol; drabble

luv - lee chan; oneshot

nct:

nct dream

incarnation - lee jeno (ft na jaemin); oneshot

random bf! texts - jisung park; smau oneshot

random bf! texts - na jaemin; smau oneshot

nct 127

random bf! texts - lee mark; smau oneshot

cat cafe (meow) - lee taeyong; drabble

wayv

random bf! texts - liu yangyang; smau oneshot

the boyz:

soft tofu stew - choi chanhee; drabble

saying “i love you” for the first time - maknae line; smau oneshot

moodboards

seventeen:

choi seungcheol: fire

choi seungcheol: happy s.coups day

wen junhui: i don’t understand but i luv you

nct

nct dream

na jaemin: poison

na jaemin: happy jaemin day

nct 127

mark lee: golden hour

ive

jang wonyoung: mine

[writeformesinpie]

What are you working on right now?...

Update time!

Lol it’s been a little while. I am working on a lot of things and have so many half finished fics and ideas but I’ll list out all the ones I am trying to get done by the end of the year:

Collabs:

Seventeen Collab with @kpoptrashlord-007 (I have finished all of them now except the DK one which is overdue 😭 and they will be posted on time as stated in the collab list.) All members should be on the masterlist by the end of the year!

DK x Reader

The8 x Reader

Vernon x Reader

Sinful Encounters Collab with @kpoptrashlord-007 - these will be posted throughout October and there will be four fics each from both of us.

Mingyu x Reader

Jay x Reader

Jeno x Reader

Lee Know x Reader

I have another collab that will be posted near the end of October that I am not at liberty to talk about yet but there will be more information coming soon (spoiler it’s for bts and will be yandere themed)

Then @kpoptrashlord-007 and I plan to complete another collab for December with the Enhypen hyung line.

Heeseung x Reader

Jake x Reader

I am working on my 2k follower event requests (there are 12 and I have finished 6) and they will be released either in October or November. Those will all be yandere themed.

Jay/Heeseung/Sunghoon x reader

Yeonjun x reader

Jun/Hoshi x gn/male reader

Mark Lee x reader

Seventeen x reader 😭 (you’re killing me lol)

Obito Uchiha x reader

Seo Moon Jo x reader

Diavolo x reader

Baekhyun x reader

Then I have a few passion projects that I want to work on (and with everything else might get pushed back for now 😭😂)

Seo Moon Jo coffee shop au

Pentagon threesome (Yeo One x reader x Hongseok)

A secret smut project for NCT

And ofc my 500 follower event requests that I thought I’d lost but I found again 😋🙃

~~ Ohhh and don’t know if anyone has noticed lol but I’m trying to write up quick little tiny baby drabbles more frequently to keep everyone entertained and to help work on my writing skills - plus I really need to make writing a habit at this point lol 😂😭😂

[sunntownn]

𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬

𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫 - 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

When I graduated University, majoring in Classical Studies, Greek Mythology and Ancient Greek History, the last thing I expected to be doing with my life was advocate for robots from outter space.

I mean sure, I've been stranger than the average person growing up, considering I starting teaching myself how to speak Latin when I seven, among learning other languages, but this was out of my league. Way out of my league. However, I still managed to show up to the alien meeting at the Pentagon. Sure, I was half an hour early, but hell, I was pulling off this suit.

Maybe loading up on caffine before hand wasn't the strongest idea with how quickly it can mess up a stomach, but I desperately needed the energy.

William stopped by my hotel room last night with some last minute information that could help our case along with some of his personal drabbles and notes he had been taking since being assigned on the Autobot project four years ago. All of this new information grated one last alien study session, leaving me with another sleepless night and major headache.

Coffee is my true lover. Sweet, sweet, french vanilla.

I pushed open one of the massive double doors leading into the room I was told the meeting would be held. Stepping through with a stomach full of butterflies and my knuckles turning white from the grip on my metal coffe cup.

Not sure why I expected a standard meeting room like I was working for a regular business and not the government. Maybe it was just my brain trying to calm my nerves by imagining a calmer environment then what I signed up for.

Nevertheless, the room was massive and reminded me more of a courtroom than just a long desk and chairs.

The room was in a half circle shape with curved wodden benches and tables in several rows. The tables were the same oak wood as the benches and had mini microphone stands screwed onto the table tops.

The isle floors were a worn, blue carpet with various intricate designs. The end of each isle led to the center of the back wall, where three tables sat in front of the american flag the hung against the marbel columns.

There were two other people in the room, assumingly early as I am, who chatted amongst themselves in hushed voices. One was wearing a military uniform with a collection of medals and badges. His hair was grey and aging. I reconised him from a photo Fowler showed me in one if the Autobot files: General Bryce - he ran the Autobot Protection Program.

I gave him a simple nod of recognition as I walked down the center isle and to the left bench on the first row, where my name was plastered.

He responded with a disaproving scowl my way, to which his friend followed.

00:00:00:00:00:27:17

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

"Alright big guy," Fowler clapped his hands together as sweat collected at his hairline in the summer heat of Virginia, "Just do your skrinking trick and leave the rest to Genral Bryce and our other representatives. If everything goes over smoothly then you should be getting your hands on that relic very soon."

Optimus Prime was kneeling on a single knee, arm resting across his thigh as he bent closer to the payment, trying to at least be close enough to propperly hear and listen to Agent Fowler's instructions. He gazed over the empty VIP parking lot of the Pentagon with weary optics. Unoccupied vehicles of staff and important visitors were parked, there were no signs of peering eyes.

Optimus sighed and obligated to the human's wishes.

Metal plates shifted and compressed until the mech stood at the desired height, the smallest he could physically go. Eight feet and seven inches.

"It is called mass displacement," Optimus simply corrected, rolling his shoulder pads uncomfortably.

It's been a while since he last mass displaced, however, his bipedalism cord was quite thankful with the absence of bending over just to hear the human's tiny voice.

"Potato pátoto," William dismissed with a wave of his hand.

"No, I said it is called mass displacement." The Prime pulled a face of either offence or confusion.

Fowler stared up at him, who was still several heads taller than himself, with a tired expression. The Secret Governmental Agent didn't have the energy, nor the time, to explain idioms and vegetables to someone who ate glow in the dark rocks and only spoke literally.

"Nevermind just- just follow me please." He grumbled, jestering for the smaller robot to follow him passed the parking lot and into the Pentagon.

00:00:00:00:00:03:17

Using the backdoor and high clearance hallways to avoid lower ranking employees to spot the literal eight foot tall alien robot, they approached the conference room in nearly two minutes flat. One minute and forty three seconds to be exact.

Optimus knew that, because he kept anxiously glancing down at his wrist while they walked through the wide, beige corridors.

Fowler either didn't notice, or didn't care enough to mention it, but the Prime felt he was being too obvious in his agitated body language.

Will pushed the large double doors open and the bubbling noise of private conversation ceased into an amazed quiet.

Optimus had been expecting the stares since Agent Fowler told him about the meeting - of course he expected it, of course there would be stares. It was like that with every planet they visited, the ones that enhabitied sentient life. Frag, he'd still get stares on Cyberton! It comes with the job. It

comes with the name.

A small tug at his chestplate from an invisible force had his upperbody lerching forward just slightly, but he stayeed planted where he stood. Behind his chest armor a sizzling heat began to emerge, the source it'self seeming to be orginating from his spark.

No one seemed to have notice, too busy gawking at the exterestrail. No one but Fowler, apprently. The agent in question gaving the Prime a strange look and a silent demand to not screw this up.

However, as they walked down the isle of the room with every pair of eyes trained on his red and blue frame, something he didn't expect was going to happened.

As the duo decended the long isle, Optimus let his gaze travel around the room. From the striped flag, to the marbel walls, to the left side of the room full of benches and desks.

And then, finally, to a pair of vibrant eyes that watched him with a mesmorized and calculating gaze.

00:00:00:00:00:00:00

YANK!

Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots Resistance and hold of the Matrix, fell flat on his face.

The invisible force shoved him forward and the wasn't prepared to catch himself. He tripped on his pede and stumbled forward until he hit the ground with a loud clank.

Fowler wanted to slap his palms over his face and let out a distressed groan.

The room stayed silent as they watched in confusion. Was the robot guy malfunctioning?

Genral Bryce glared at the secrent agent, the corner of his lip twisted upwards with a displeased grimance.

Optimus began to pull himself up, not at all embaressed, more so concerned about his own well being. His chestplate was tingle-y and spark heating his body up significantly. The question was why.

"My appologies," Prime started to Fowler, but the whole room listened as if he was adressing everyone, "I have not used this form in a significant amount of time."

Agent Fowler sucked in a breath, "It's fine," he seethed low enough just for the Autobot to hear, "Let's just get tp our seats and wait for it to begin without casuing a bigger scene, yeah?"

It was a demand rather than a question.

First row on the right is where they sat, quite akawardly. The Prime, even at eight feet, looked too large for the oak bench with his knee pads level with the windsheilds on his chestplate. Comedically too large. Meanwhile, beside him, Secret Agent Willaim Fowler look to far small next to him.

Like The Rock and Kevin Hart.

Everyone in the room began to seat themselves in their assigned places and gather their things, laying them on the desks in front of them. A translator entered the room.

Optimus let his optics travel once more, this time however, with a target in processor.

The young woman sat the next row over to his left, sitting down and bent over, digging through the bag at her feet in search for something within it. Her hair covered her face from the angle he was at. She leaned back up, pulling out soft cover notebook and ink pen. Tucking her hair behind her ear, she flipped the small book to the desiered page and relaxed in her seat.

His mouth formed a firm line.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

"Ancient Greece Historian and Mythologist, YN LN, representing the Autobots."

I stood when my name was called, keeping my chin up until my signal to sit once more came. I refused to act submissive being the only women in the room full of men. Holding a confident aura above my head like I deserved to be here. When I sat down I could see Will next to the alien out of the corner of my eye. He sent a genuine and encouraging smile and a suttle thumbs up.

I winked back, keeping my face facing the front of the room.

The robot watched our distant and silent conversion in pure confusion.

I scratched the suit's sleeve over my wrist with a small frown. It's been irritated since the meeting started. Of course it had to be today of all days that I got a rash. I'd have to reread the tag on the suit later to look at the materials listed. I hope I'm not alergic to the fabric. Mostly because I feel confident in it and don't want to buy another set. That shit is expensive.

Other names and titles were called that I was unfamiliar with.

"United States Agent, Willaim Fowler, representing the Autobots." The past couple times I've seen Will he's been wearing a suit and tie. Today, however, he managed to wear one that didn't look so grey and dull, as ussual. White button up and black coat and slacks. Yellow acents on the sleeves. A nice change in pace.

Fowler sat, holding his red tie as he did so.

The man announcing roll called paused with an obviously fake cough before continuing.

"Leader of the Autobots, Optimus Prime, representing the Autobots."

*ੈ✩‧₊˚

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞

THEYVE MET!! (kinda)

anyways- big thanks to Skyler_Sunrise for helping me with this chapter! it was an absolute pain in my ass 😭

[pentagonieslut]

m.list !!

lee huitaek/hoetaek (hui):

[hui's high pitched screams are in place of no works. - cube staff]

jo jinho:

ko/go shinwon:

yeo changgu (yeoone):

yanan:

[causing silent chaos somewhere, lurking]

yang hongseok:

adachi yuto/yuuto:

kang hyunggu:

[embarrased he has to match hui and shinwon, hiding]

jung wooseok:

kim hyojong (e'dawn):

i will write romance + smut for him on request. he just got out of a relationship with hyuna. be nice.

all members:

kim hongjoong:

[ran away to the studio to work on something]

park seonghwa:

[poor mama can't catch a break]

jung wooyoung:

[he's trying to get rough-talked again because he likes it]

jeong yunho:

[him and minjae are going around and calling each other brothers]

song mingi:

[just being happy little mufasa]

kang yeosang:

[ordering as much chicken as he can]

choi san:

[being a sex demon again]

choi jongho:

[breaking apples and singing tears]

moon taeil:

[being a grandpa, he's sick of this shit]

qian kun:

[yelling at the younger members starting from 99s-jisung]

seo johnny:

[he's eating chicago pizza and crying]

lee taeyong:

[febreezing all the fucking dorms]

kim doyoung:

[he's hiding in his room]

kim jungwoo:

[he's being a puppy to get taeyong to cook]

dong sicheng (winwin):

[running from taeil's monstrous love]

nakamoto yuta:

[eating taiyaki and sharing with shotaro]

jung jaehyun:

[he's preparing to work overtime]

chittaphon leechaiyapornkul (ten):

[ENGLISH TEN, ENGLISH NO NOT THAI]

wong yukhei/wong xuxi (lucas):

[freaking out about the discovery of nana and nearly crushing louis]

na jaemin:

[reminding lucas he's nana for the third year in a row]

xiao dejun (xiaojun):

[jasmine is really muscular]

wong kunhuang (hendery):

[he's in macau touring with big byung]

liu yangyang:

[he's freaking out in german, give him a second]

zhong chenle:

[flexing his money again]

huang renjun:

[he's planning the death of a dream member]

lee mark:

[my baby said she wanna dance she wanna leave me, huh? FUCK]

lee jeno:

[let him recover from being tied up and being ridden]

jung sungchan:

[he's playing games with your heart, i'm sorry]

lee donghyuck (haechan):

[consistent with his 37.5% show rating]

osaki shotaro:

[he's being the cutest fucking otter alive and you're here for it]

park jisung:

[he's on his way to becoming a tiktok fuckboi]

moon hyunbin:

[casting a spell for peace, maybe?]

choi seokwon (tan):

[can put you in a chokehold but has a cute face so like- I TAP OUT]

kim byeonggun (hwi):

[cupid is making him do secretary work]

terazono keita:

[still waiting on the phone papa rain promised him]

yeom taegyun (tag):

[leave mans alone, he's doing highschool rapper 4 n stressing]

gil dohwan:

[he's yodeling..somewhere]

park sungwon (won):

[snuck out for a poetry slam]

son seungjun (castle j):

[producing some type of track]

nam seungmin (bic):

[he's not a pen, promise]

song minjae:

[dammit minjae..you're so tall, i mistook you for yunho!]

no huijun:

[getting a black belt in taekwondo]

bang junhyuk (win):

[he's making your brain rot with his deep voice like felix]

lee hangyul:

[putting you in a choke hold with his all day performance]

park junseo:

[he's dancing his bones off]

jeon minwook (j-min):

[trying to go to the olympics in professional flexibility]

jung gun (yoojun):

[making 'fuck you' necklaces to choke bit with]

kim hyunwoo (muzin):

[trying to meditate before he goes off]

ryu yeongseo:

[trying to become the next twice member]

na gyumin (doha):

[drawing webtoons about the chaos of this group]

noh minjae (bit):

[tormenting yoojun and j-min with cucumbers]

nam dohyon:

[auditioning for SMTM with his milk mixtape]

lune:

[he's so pretty they're making him model schoolgirl uniforms]

heechan:

[he's being hyper again...MOOM]

e-chan:

[his mind is blank leave him alone]

yuku:

[eating dango and watchinge veryone with a happy smile]

junseo:

[lurking somewhere

D1:

[he's telling everyone he's not a athlete]

harry-june:

[flustered about something]

teo:

[working out again]

GK:

[chicken GK, chicken GK, chicken GK]

[sadienita]

Extras Masterlist

I no longer write for or take requests for these groups.

One Shots

2k Song Blurb Masterlist

BTS Married Life Drabbles Day to day life married to BTS

House Hunters (Seokjin) Sunny Side Up (Yoongi) Have You Met My Wife? (Hoseok) Babysitting Duty (Namjoon) A Dog Is A Practice Baby (Jimin) DIY (Taehyung) Grocery Day (Jeongguk)

Song Drabbles BTS Fluff

Stay Stay Stay (Seokjin) You Got Me (Yoongi) If I Could Fly (Hoseok) Moonlight in Atlanta (Namjoon) Animal (Jimin) Absolutely Smitten (Taehyung) YOUTH (Jeongguk)

The Four Seasons Season themed drabbles

Winter  

Let It Snow (Namjoon)

Deck the Halls (Hoseok)

Sleigh Ride (Yoongi)

Spring

April Showers (Jimin)

Summer

To Market, To Market (Seokjin)

How To Beat The Heat (Jeongguk)

Autumn

Apple Crumble (Taehyung)

Miscellaneous One Shots Should Have Deleted That (Hoseok)

Bulletpoints

BTS Babies Seokjin / Yoongi / Hoseok / Namjoon / Jimin / Taehyung / Jeongguk

Boyfriend BTS Seokjin / Yoongi / Hoseok / Namjoon / Jimin / Taehyung / Jeongguk

BTS Cuddles Seokjin / Yoongi / Hoseok / Namjoon / Jimin / Taehyung / Jeongguk

GOT7 Cuddles Mark / Jaebum / Jackson / Jinyoung / Youngjae / Bambam / Yugyeom

Mamamoo Cuddles Yongsun / Byulyi / Wheein / Hyejin

Pentagon Cuddles Jinho / Hoetaek / Hongseok / Shinwon / Changgu / Yanan / Yuto / Hyunggu / Wooseok

Twice Cuddles Nayeon / Jeongyeon / Momo / Sana / Jihyo / Mina / Dahyun / Chaeyoung / Tzuyu

Reactions

BTS on a Road Trip

Non-Kpop

My Friends as an Idol Group

[writers-ex]

spider 2shin?!?! why didn't they save y/n that's so mean 😭😭😭😭i thought at least yuna would've hmp also ryujin stealing a kiss 👀🫣🥵 that's hOT THAT's HOT !!! hgnfjfhdjxhdhsndjdjsjjs excited for the next installment!!!

also yoo!!! YOU DIDN'T TELL ME YOU LIKE PJO!??? i love pjo 😭😭😭😭 i remember waiting for the release of the last book of the series that was a sequel to pjo i read it bc i loved pjo so much skdjdjsjsjdjs

also !!! i like dancing as well we have a lot of stuff in common 💗💗💗 i mean i'm not good at it but i wanna get back to dancing as exercise hnghhh i had itzy's not shy and it'z summer memorized before as well as bp's playing w fire idk if i still do now hnghh hopefully i find the time again but wow i can't imagine dancing and singing in front of an audience i'd be too embarrassed you're so nrave for that😩

ALSO ALSO!! u right frozen 2 slayed!! icb disney deleted the video that they made for THE promotion of disney+ here probably bc the one w inti the unknown got millions of views (3M last i checked if i'm not mistaken??) compared to their other videos to promote their shows hmp!!! there's only one out of three left (https://youtu.be/1tcFWWkjKjc)

thankfully someone recorded the one that got millions of views (a member of my fave grp was there too he sang w one famous actress and another power vocal who won a tv competition) bc i downloaded the hd version of the video but deleted it bc i didn't think disney would delete another video 😭😭😭 (they deleted janella's version of How Far I'll Go that she sang for moana's release years ago bc it got more views than the original/american version so there's only one video left of that performance which is on wish bus😭😭😭)

https://youtu.be/A4ugutCN3bs

https://youtu.be/FbeaY3BHXVA wAIT NO IT's BACK?! IN THE OFFICIAL CHANNEL?! i have hope for the disney+ performance then 🥹 but it might take yrs dafuq

https://youtu.be/RbIy7RVM9OQ this one has the third performance which is so cool bc zack performed in a historical site within the capital city (i live in the greater area of the city lmao)

you won't be able to save these performances in the spotify playlist i'm afraid hngh

also last !!! thank you for the well wishes for ppop 🥹 yea you said it right haha it's just my way of contributing to helping ppop rise hngh no pressure at all but if you or anyone else is interested here's a ten min vid of a fan organized event that i didn't get to attend bc it happened on sunday and sunday is family dayy (we passed by the venue event on the way home but i didn't see anything :(( one of my fave gg made a surprise appearance after having just performed somewhere else they appeared last "KAIA" in the interview and all of this was for free no fee for artists they willingly went to perform for fans 🥹🥹🥹)

https://youtu.be/Eh0-Yb73dpA

ahhh!! thank u for listening i'm gonna give y'alls a break from the links and stuff this is my last for a while hahaha

- 😚

i will write the pt 2 of the spider!itzy y/n revenge plot when i have time and if i dont within a month plz remind me T^T anyone actually- im dead serious plz remind me i will forget

I LOVE PJO!! i read his stuff during the pandemic and it began my comfort series, i'm stoked for his next book and the disney show <333333 i am a camphalf blood camper and felt a connection with jason bc glasses buddies unite :)

and dang i just learned twice TT, bts's bapsae, pentagon shine (THATS MY SONG), and skz miroh but i've been forgotten them :,)

i gotchu here are the links to some amazing performances <3 and darn :,) i'll make a youtube playlist for myself then hehe the moana one isn't working btw T_T

link one

link two

link three

and NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO you're welcome to keep spamming ik life gets busy and rough but the ask box and my dms will always be open if you need a pick me up or smol drabble or just to say hey :3 i gotchu boo

[jaetyun]

Boys Planet trainees as songs; a thread!

a/n: while i work on scenarios and drabbles, take this little food for thought 🫶

KIM GYUVIN

DANG HONG HAI

KIM JIWOONG

ANTHONNY

SUNG HANBIN

JAY CHANG

KUM JUNHYEON

RICKY