#ryujin x y/n

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Snowy

Pairing: Ryujin x gn!reader 

Trope/Genre: Fluff, established relationship

Warnings: Pet names, usage of Y/N

712 words 

Summary: You and your girlfriend go for a walk through the snow to the store to buy some items. You come across some fun things along the way.

It was the middle of winter and there were piles of snow everywhere. Staying in your warm, cosy house was probably the best decision, which you were planning to make, but your girlfriend insisted that a movie night ”needed” microwaved popcorn and that you also “needed” some hot soup to warm up with.

So you and Ryujin embarked on a journey to the supermarket. After wrapping up warm, you both started walking down the street to get to the closest store. “Ooh! Y/N look!” Her gloved hand pointed at a fluffy, white puppy playing around in the snow with its owner.

”It’s so cute!” You laughed. Whenever there was an animal near, she would get so excited. “Do you want to ask if we can pet it?” “Nah, their owner looks scary.”

As soon as she had finished her sentence, the dog’s owner shot a glare towards both of you and you grabbed her hand and bolted towards the other direction. 

After you had both stopped to catch your breath, you continued calmly walking to the store. 

“If Jesus could walk on water…” “Please don’t finish that sentence.” you said with a sigh. “Could he swim on land?” 

“You’re such a dumbass. I mean I love you, but you’re a dumbass.” “Well don’t blame me, blame Bo Burnham.” “Who?” “I saw a TikTok of a guy playing the piano while saying that.”

“Your ‘for you page’ will never fail to terrify me. I mean, one second its a video of a cat with huge eyes walking around aimlessly, and then it’ll be a subway surfers video with a horrific true crime story playing in the background.” “Don’t judge me, judge the algorithm.” She shrugged. 

Ryujin was more of the ‘silly’ type, and compared to her, you were calmer. You would usually fix up her messes and make sure she doesn’t do something stupid and in return, she’d thank you constantly and show her appreciation in more ways than one. So you had to be protective of her.

You both had finally arrived at the shop. You went in, bought some popcorn and a few other veggies for a soup that Ryujin was planning to make for dinner, and then went out. On the walk back home, your girlfriend spotted a big unfinished snowman. She ran over to it and picked up some sticks to stab into the sides to create the illusion of arms. You picked up some small stones and placed them in a vertical line on its belly for buttons. “No!” She cried out. “Hm?” “We don’t have a carrot!” “Oh no…” Ryujin had a sad look on her face and she plopped down on the floor in defeat. “Get up, you’ll get wet.” “What’s the point? The snowman just looks like a body with a baseball for a head.” 

She sighed an exasperated sigh as you thought of what to use as a nose. 

“Ryujin.” “Yeah?” “How much do you want soup for dinner on a scale of one to ten.” “Uh, five?” “How much do you want to finish this snowman on a scale of one to ten?” “Ten definitely.” 

You took a leek out of your shopping bag, ripped the green top off it and stuck the leek in the area that a carrot would go. Ryujin stood up and beamed happily. “I love him!” She tightly embraced you. “Even though he looks diseased?” “Even though he looks diseased.”

Once you had both left your creation, you noticed two kids looking up at the snowman in amazement. They began to build a second one beside it. 

“Awe, cute.” You said, walking beside Ryujin. “Not as cute as you though.” “Huh?” “You basically wasted a leek that you had bought with your money for me!” “I didn’t want you to be sad.” “Oh my god, I love you so fucking much.” 

She grabbed your hand, and you could feel how much warmer her hands were compared to yours. Apparently, through her gloves, she could feel them too. “Your hands are freezing babe.” She grabbed both of them and breathed hot air onto them.

You could feel yourself blushing, and you hoped that she wouldn’t notice and that she would just think that it was just because of the cool air. She noticed.

Author note: Thank you so much for reading my first itzy fic! I seriously appreciate it. Like always, constructive criticism is wanted! I feel like there are a lot fewer wlw fics out there (as someone who reads wlw and straight works) than there are straight ones! Even though this one is gn, I'm hoping to make more wlw ones for the gays out there. If you liked this, please follow me for more fanfics like this one <3 Thank you!

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[elryuse]

Her Birthday Present

RYUJIN X MALE READER

Tags : RYUJIN'S BIRTHDAY SPECIALL!!!

The rhythmic thud of Ryujin's workout shoes echoed down the hallway, a familiar sound that usually filled you with a quiet pride. Today, however, it tugged at your heartstrings. It was her birthday, and the last thing you wanted was for her to be cooped up in the practice room another minute.

Ryujin had been pushing herself to the limit for their upcoming comeback. Grueling dance routines, endless vocal sessions – her schedule was relentless. You knew all she craved was a moment of peace, a reprieve from the constant demands of idol life.

That's when the idea struck you. Forget the usual idol-approved gifts of designer bags or stuffed animals. Ryujin needed something far more precious – rest, relaxation, and a reminder of your love.

With a determined glint in your eye, you set to work. You transformed the living room into a romantic haven. String lights twinkled overhead, casting a soft glow on the room. A steaming pot bubbled away on the stove, promising a delicious home-cooked meal. The centerpiece, however, was the bathtub. Filled with warm water and fragrant bubbles, it beckoned with the promise of soothing luxury. Delicate red roses, Ryujin's favorite, were scattered around the rim, completing the picture of pure indulgence.

Just as you were adding the finishing touches, the front door swung open, revealing a breathless Ryujin. Sweat clung to her forehead, her usual vibrant energy replaced by a weary exhaustion. She was clad in a tight sports bra and workout leggings, a stark contrast to the glamorous image she presented on stage.

For a moment, she stood rooted to the spot, her eyes widening in shock. The carefully curated world of her idol life melted away, replaced by the simple beauty of your surprise.

A single tear escaped her eye, tracing a glistening path down her cheek. It wasn't sadness, but a wave of overwhelming emotion. All the stress, the exhaustion, the relentless pursuit of perfection – it all melted away in the face of your thoughtful gesture.

You met her gaze, your heart swelling with a tenderness you couldn't quite express. "Happy birthday, Ryujin," you said softly, stepping forward to wrap your arms around her.

The dam broke. She threw her arms around you, clinging to you with a desperate intensity. The physical exertion of practice paled in comparison to the emotional weight she'd been carrying.

"Y/n," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion, "this is… perfect."

But perfect wasn't enough. Not tonight. The raw emotion in her eyes, the vulnerability etched on her face, ignited a spark within you. You gently tilted her chin up, your gaze meeting hers.

"There's more," you murmured, your voice husky with unspoken desires.

Ryujin followed your gaze towards the bathroom, a flicker of understanding igniting in her eyes. A slow, sensual smile curved her lips.

Without a word, she grabbed your hand and led you towards the bedroom. The romantic dinner could wait. The only thing that mattered right now was the unspoken promise hanging heavy in the air, the promise of a night of celebration that transcended the material.

Reaching her bedroom, you helped her peel off her sweaty clothes, your fingers lingering on the exposed skin beneath. Each touch sent a jolt through both of you, the tension building with each passing moment.

As she stood before you, clad only in her sports bra and a hint of vulnerability, the sight stole your breath away. The powerful stage persona melted away, revealing the woman you loved – strong, beautiful, and achingly real.

You pulled her close, the heat of her body radiating against yours. The kiss that followed was fueled by pent-up emotions, a collision of love, desire, and the unspoken understanding that bound you together.

The night unfolded like a dream. The rose-scented bath, a shared haven of warmth and intimacy, was only the beginning. You explored each other's bodies with a reverence that heightened the passion of the moment. Her soft moans as you traced the lines of her toned arms, the way she arched into your touch, all spoke of a vulnerability she rarely showed anyone else.

As the night deepened, the initial urgency transformed into a slow, sensual exploration. You whispered words of love and admiration into her ear, each word a testament to the depth of your feelings.

When the climax hit, it wasn't an explosion but a crescendo – a shared wave of release that left you both breathless and tangled in each other's embrace.

Lying there in the afterglow, Ryujin snuggled closer, her head resting on your chest. The anxieties and exhaustion of her idol life seemed miles away.

"Thank you," she murmured, her voice barely a whisper.

"For what"? you asked, tracing lazy circles on her back.

"For everything," she sighed, her voice thick with contentment. "This has been the perfect birthday present. Not just the dinner or the bath, but…" she trailed off, searching for the right words.

"But you, being here with me, making me feel loved and appreciated," you finished for her, squeezing her hand gently.

A soft smile played on her lips. "Exactly. This is everything I needed."

You knew the night couldn't last forever. The demands of Ryujin's schedule wouldn't allow it. But before the harsh realities of idol life intruded, you wanted to savor every stolen moment.

The scent of your cooking wafted into the room, a gentle reminder of the dinner waiting for them. With a playful groan, you untangled yourselves from the sheets and led Ryujin towards the living room.

The sight of the candlelit table, adorned with flowers and your painstakingly prepared meal, brought another tear to Ryujin's eye.

"You really went all out," she said, her voice filled with awe.

"Anything for my birthday girl," you replied, pulling out her chair.

As you settled into your seats, the stress of the day melted away. You savored each bite, the delicious food punctuated by laughter and stolen glances across the table. But the undercurrent of passion from your earlier encounter still lingered.

Midway through the meal, you reached across the table, your fingers brushing against hers. A spark ignited, a silent conversation spoken through a touch.

"You have something on your face," you said, your voice a low rumble.

Ryujin, self-consciously, went to swipe at her cheek. You stopped her, your thumb gently wiping away a non-existent speck. The touch lingered, sending shivers down her spine.

"There, all gone," you murmured, your gaze locking with hers.

The heat in her cheeks rivaled the flickering candlelight. Ryujin knew she couldn't resist any longer.

"Let's finish this dessert later," she whispered, her voice husky with desire.

You didn't need telling twice. You pushed away from the table, leading her back to the bedroom. This time, the urgency was fueled not just by pent-up emotions, but by the lingering taste of your delicious meal and the intoxicating scent of her skin.

You devoured each other with renewed fervor, clothes discarded in a haphazard mess. "Fuck me" Ryujin purred, as she lay herself down the bed. The bed became a battleground of passion, your bodies a tangled mess of limbs and heated whispers.

As you explored her body, your lips trailing down her neck and across the curve of her shoulder, you caught a glimpse of the leftover pasta sauce smudged on her collarbone. A playful smile spread across your face.

"Looks like we missed a spot," you teased, your tongue playfully lapping up the sauce.

Ryujin gasped, a mixture of surprise and laughter bubbling up in her chest. The playful distraction only added to the intensity of the moment, her laughter soon turning into moans as your exploration continued. Kisses by kisses, You make sure that every part of her body is loved.

Later, when the final tremors subsided, you found yourselves in the bathroom, the fragrant bathwater calling out to you.

Ryujin, her back resting against your chest as you lowered her into the warm water, sighed in contentment. You followed suit, the close quarters igniting a spark once again.

The rose petals, now scattered around the tub, became playful projectiles, a prelude to another wave of passion. Your hands, gliding over her soapy skin, sent shivers down her spine. Every touch, every whisper, was a testament to your love and the unspoken promise to cherish every stolen moment.

As the night deepened, you emerged from the bath, wrapped in fluffy towels, a comfortable silence settling between you. You helped her dry her hair, your fingers brushing against her scalp, sending goosebumps erupting over her skin.

In that moment, nestled in each other's arms, the world outside faded away. There were no cameras, no demanding schedules, just the quiet hum of contentment and the reassuring presence of the person who loved her, not just the idol, but Ryujin, the woman beneath the carefully crafted image.

The night may have begun as a celebration of her birthday, but it had transformed into a celebration of your love, a love story whispered in the shadows, a love that transcended the demands of fame and found solace in the simple act of being together.

The first rays of dawn peeked through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the room. Ryujin stirred, snuggled into the warmth of your embrace. The exhaustion from practice was gone, replaced by a deep sense of contentment.

"Y/n," she murmured, stretching languidly.

You opened your eyes, meeting her loving gaze. "Good morning, birthday girl."

A soft smile played on her lips. "This has been the best birthday ever, thanks to you."

Her words sent a warmth through your chest. "Just being here with you is all the present I need," you replied, nuzzling closer.

Ryujin reached up, her fingers tracing the contours of your face. "But you did so much more. The food, the bath, everything… you made me feel so special, so loved."

Her voice softened, and you knew another wave of gratitude was about to crash over her. Before she could speak, you cut her off with a gentle kiss. This one was different, slower, more deliberate. Your tongue brushed against hers, a silent invitation she readily accepted.

The kiss deepened, fueled by the lingering passion of the night and the unspoken emotions hanging in the air. Her tongue explored your mouth with a newfound boldness, a playful urgency that sent shivers down your spine.

When you finally broke apart, both breathless, her eyes shone with a newfound fire.

"Thank you," she whispered again, her voice thick with emotion. "Thank you for showing me what real love feels like."

You cupped her face in your hands, your thumb gently stroking her cheek. "There's nothing I wouldn't do for you, Ryujin."

She leaned in, her lips brushing against your ear. "Then stay with me," she whispered, her voice a seductive murmur. "Let's steal a few more moments before the world wakes up."

And with that, she pulled you back into a tangle of limbs and heated kisses, a fitting end to a birthday celebration that had transcended the ordinary, a testament to a love story blooming in the heart of the idol world.

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[wherethefireliliesgrow]

(Alternative Ending) 79 days: bursting blooms

Myoui Mina x reader

Part of the series: Palette

Previous chapter: (13) 1 day: colorless

79 days.

Letting out a frustrated groan, Mina reached out her hand blindly to find her ringing phone on the bedside table. Having had a late night out, drinking till the early hours of dawn, she was furious at anyone who dared to disturb her slumber at six in the morning. 

Without checking who was calling, Mina brought her cell phone to her ear.

"Don’t call me this early unless someone is dying," she gritted her teeth, rubbing her pounding head in anger.

“Don’t yell at me. I wouldn’t call you if I didn’t have to,” Haerin’s soft voice echoed through the line. “Can you drive us to the hospital?”

Face burning in shame, Mina quickly cleared her throat. “Yes, I’ll be there. What happened?”

“Don’t pretend to care,” Haerin said, her voice void of any emotion, before hanging up.

It had been a while since Mina last saw or heard from Haerin.

She missed the young girl, treating her like her own sister. But the cat-like girl bore such a strong resemblance to you, and seeing her was not good for her conflicted emotions. Mina missed you dearly, but was unable to get over her resentment towards you. Her mind was a chaotic mess, and she was not strong enough to sort through her thoughts, but she prayed that with time, she would be able to make her way back to you.

Her heart pounded in both worry about you and suspense of seeing you after a while as she sped down the empty roads of early Seoul towards your flat.

Leaning casually against the hood of her car, Mina waited for you and Haerin, softly humming a tune in an attempt to quell her anxious thoughts. She attempted to appear nonchalant, as if she wasn't nervous or she hadn’t cared enough to miss you. She hoped you couldn’t see her desperation on her face. 

The slam of the front doors brought her attention towards the entrance of your building. It dawned on her that you had lost weight drastically. You were always slender, but this time you looked unhealthy. She wondered if you had stopped eating, or if your insomnia was acting up again. Wearing a snug grey sweater and jeans, you looked even smaller than ever. You looked like you were about to pass out any second as you made your way down the concrete stairs, with Haerin supporting you carefully from behind.

Dropping the 'I don’t care' facade in an instant, Mina rushed over to support you, slinging your bag over her shoulders and gently guiding you towards the front seat. Her heart hammered in worry; it was her first time seeing you like this. 

“Thanks,” you muttered, before slinking down into the familiar soft leather seats.

A new smell of smoke invaded your nose, but you decided not to comment about it, too tired to start an argument. 

Reaching over to buckle your seat belt, Mina gave you a soft smile. The same smile you fell in love with all those months ago, and it didn't fail to make your heart skip a few beats. No matter how much hurt she put you through, or how much betrayal, your heart would always yearn for her.

"Are you okay?” Mina’s voice was low as she inspected your face and tired eyes.

Before you could reassure her that you were fine, the loud slam of the back door of the car interrupted you. Haerin was notably mad at Mina, and you couldn’t blame the younger one for showing her anger. She was just protective over you.

Haerin simply glared at the idol and stayed silent, ignoring Mina’s questions and looking out of the window. The catlike girl was too young to understand the concept of love, and that was okay. She couldn’t understand that people are free to choose who they love, even if it leaves the other to demise. The soulmate connection is just a connection to bring suitable people together, but to win someone’s love is the biggest challenge. You hoped that Haerin would always be receiving love, and show her love without fear, even when you were gone.

After dropping Haerin off at school, Mina drove towards the hospital in silence. Countless unspoken words lingered in the air, yet neither you nor Mina acknowledged them. Parking the car, Mina turned to you, her eyes clouded with concern.

“What’s wrong, Y/N?” She tentatively cupped your cheeks with her warm hands, and you briefly closed your eyes, relishing the familiar and missed gesture.

“Nothing,” you replied simply.

“I can tell you haven’t been sleeping or eating.”

At her observation, you pulled away, distancing yourself from the fleeting comfort she offered. You knew Mina wouldn't always be there to care for you.

“I’m fine,” you said, reaching to unbuckle your seatbelt.

“Tell me what’s wrong,” Mina demanded, attempting to grab your arm to stop you. But as soon as her hand brushed your wrists, you hissed in pain and yanked your arm away from her.

In that moment, it dawned on her that time was running out. Your sickness was a consequence of her indecisiveness.

“Don’t wait for me. I can get home myself,” you mumbled, swiftly exiting the car, but not before Mina noticed a trickle of blood escaping from your eyes. 

You were crying blood.

.

.

.

.

Mina tried to slow down her racing heartbeat as she gazed at the small hourglass keychain in front of her, its yellowish-brown particles forming a triangular pile at the bottom. The passage of time served as a stark reminder of her relationship with it, bringing to mind all the moments she had let slip through her fingers, all the times she had wasted on someone else when she could have been with you. Sitting there, smoking one cigarette after another, she tried to clear her mind, but the sinking feeling in her stomach persisted.

After dropping by your favorite brunch place to grab you some lunch, Mina found herself circling back to the hospital to look for you. Despite her attempts to appear indifferent, she couldn't bear seeing you in so much pain. She had practice scheduled for today, but her comeback was the last thing on her mind at the moment. So there she was, waiting for you to emerge from the hospital building, her thoughts in disarray and her heart pounding erratically with worry.

Having called your number after sending several unread texts, Mina noticed that the ringing was coming from the backseat of her car. It was then that she realized you had forgotten to bring your bag. Reaching back to retrieve the worn black bag, a small notepad slipped out and landed on the carpeted floor of the car with a subtle thud.

Mina hesitated, but eventually picked up the notepad and flipped through the pages. She didn't mean to intrude on your privacy, but she couldn't resist perusing your writing. It brought back memories of the little notes you used to leave on her fridge before heading off to work, and the love letters you would slip into her bag during her promotions.

The initial pages contained simple daily tasks, like reminders of what to pick up at the supermarket. Mina couldn't help but smile at how you highlighted her favorite foods as "must buy" and made notes for various dates, such as:

214, 9 p.m. - teach Haerin how to fry an egg

207 - call mom.

However, as she delved deeper into the notepad, her heart ached with regret and pain.

198 10 a.m. - Pick Mina up from the airport. She has practice.

143 7 p.m. - Date Night. Cancel.

109 - Anniversary dinner. Cancel.

"102 - Bring Mina lunch. Cancel. 

With each strike through the events Mina had missed, it seemed as if another volley of arrows launched itself at her heart as she read the list of disappointments you had endured. She had deliberately pushed you away, focusing more on her internal conflicts than on your feelings. While you were patiently waiting for her at home, consumed by thoughts of her, she was seeking solace in the arms of strangers at parties, attempting to drown her feelings for you.

Forcing herself to continue reading, Mina tried to suppress the physical pain coursing through her body as she encountered each instance where she had bailed on you. She desperately searched for any evidence that she had brought you happiness. Just once.

But to her dismay, she found none.

As the pages progressed, your normally neat handwriting devolved into hurried scribbles, as if you were racing against time to record everything before it slipped your mind. They weren't plans, but rather updates on your whereabouts and activities, with specific instructions.

93 1 p.m. - Photoshoot at Songjeong beach. Did not drive. Call Karina immediately.

89 - Already bought groceries. Do not buy again.

76 - At the bank. Take bus 311 home.

73 - At the hospital. Mina drove. Take taxi home.

Amidst the entries, there were pages filled with basic information such as your phone number, address, and even your own birthday and age.

It was then that it hit Mina. You were losing your memory, which explained the meticulous updates and the information you felt compelled to record. You were tracking the passing days with the numbers on your wrists, the numbers being something you would never forget.

But it was something Mina had managed to erase from her mind. She had forgotten that you were slowly approaching the end of your five years.

Panicking, Mina hastily returned the notepad to your bag and hurriedly exited the car, sprinting toward the hospital to find you. A couple of hours had slipped by since she dropped you off, and she cursed her own foolishness for not entering the hospital sooner to locate you. You had forgotten your phone, your bag, and the notepad, heightening Mina's concern now that she knew you were struggling to retain memories beyond a few hours.

Scurrying through one hallway after another, her sneakers squeaking, Mina checked every door, hoping to catch a glimpse of you. People began to recognize her as she dashed past them in a frantic frenzy. She had forgotten to put on her face mask in her rush to get to the hospital, but her worries about dispatch noticing her presence were the least of her concerns. Despite spending so much time pushing you away, all she wanted now was to have you safe in her arms.

Ironic isn’t it?

Running her fingers through her hair in desperation, she scanned the hospital courtyard, hoping to spot your familiar silhouette. Yet, all she could see were a few nurses leisurely strolling under the gray skies with their patients beneath the trees. You had parted ways with her hours ago; you had likely already left and wandered off somewhere far away by now. Mina knelt to catch her breath, wiping the sweat and a few tears from her forehead before collapsing onto the soft grass in defeat.

Perhaps it was too late. She had wasted so much time pushing you away, and you had given her chances time and time again, only to be let down eventually. She had run out of chances, and there seemed to be nothing she could do.

“The young woman you’re looking for…” A gentle, frail voice interrupted Mina's despair, causing her to startle and look up.

It was an old woman, hunched over her cane, her face adorned with wrinkles and her nearly white hair peeking from beneath her light green hospital gown.

“She went that way an hour ago.”

Furrowing her eyebrows in confusion, Mina realized she had never met this woman, nor had she mentioned to anyone that she was searching for someone.

“Do you want some advice?” the old woman asked, smiling kindly at Mina’s bewilderment, her jet-black eyes sparkling with life, a stark contrast to her weathered appearance.

Slowly leaning down toward the crying idol, the old woman gently took Mina’s right hand in her warm grasp, tracing the fading palette tattoo with her fingers. As soon as her touch connected with Mina’s tattoo, a searing pain shot through her heart, before spreading along her veins to her arm. Mina’s tattoo transformed back into its vibrant design, now featuring a subtle addition: a red line extending from the palette, encircling her wrist like wisps of smoke.

“Why chase camera lights when you have the entire sky of fireworks in your hands?” the old woman whispered in her ear before placing something in Mina’s palm.

It was a piece of red thread, similar to the new addition in her tattoo. Mina examined it closely, sensing an unfamiliar warmth emanating from the thin material, its pulsations echoing her own heartbeat.

“Last chance,” the woman’s voice faded into the surroundings like a gentle breeze.

When Mina raised her head to look for the woman, she had disappeared. Mina quickly rose to her feet, attempting to locate where the woman had gone. She had countless questions, but the steady throb of the thread in her hand nudged her confusion aside. She had more important matters to attend to. Quickly wiping away any traces of tears, Mina composed herself, suppressing all doubts. She wouldn't stop looking for you until she found you.

Darting in the direction the old woman had indicated, the idol resumed her search, calling your name as she combed through the streets. The sun was setting, and the chill in the air grew more noticeable; she worried that you might catch a cold, given your already weakened state.

Two hours later, with the moon hanging low in the dark sky, Mina was beginning to lose hope. She decided to contact her fellow TWICE members and your mutual friends to seek their help in the search. Her bandmates grew concerned when she missed a crucial meeting with J.Y. Park himself, and they had been rejecting every call their manager made. Informing them of her plan, their shared friends were relieved that Mina had finally come to her senses. They were tired of watching her self-destruct and break your heart repeatedly.

“Come on, Mina, think,” Mina muttered, rubbing her forehead in frustration.

By now, you could be anywhere. She had searched all your favorite spots, but to no avail. Maybe she didn't know you as well as she had thought. After all, she had pushed you away for so long.

“She started to forget about things, but she always managed to remember you,” Haerin quietly remarked to the idol, leaning against the wall.

The younger girl joined the search as soon as she saw Mina's distressed texts, calling Ryujin to pick her up from school. She was furious upon learning that Mina had lost you, but she couldn't bring herself to continue resenting the distraught idol. Seeing Mina break down in a crying mess was not something she enjoyed. Haerin just wanted her family back, she wanted you back.

It suddenly clicked in Mina's mind. Guryongpo Beach. The very beach where she discovered you were her soulmate, and where you shared your first kiss. You might have forgotten everything else, but you would never forget the place where you shared a cherished memory with her. You loved her too much to let go of any recollection about her.

“Thanks, Rinnie,” Mina muttered, squeezing Haerin’s shoulder in comfort before dashing toward her car, leaving the younger girl puzzled. However, the determined expression etched on the idol's face was enough to reassure her that everything would be alright.

With thoughts of you consuming her mind, Mina sped down the highways toward the beach in half the time it would normally take, likely getting a few speeding tickets along the way. But she didn't care about that. She didn't care if dispatch caught wind of the ever-perfect role model Mina speeding at a dangerous speed, she didn't care if dispatch uncovered her relationship with you, and she didn't even care if she got fired from TWICE. All she cared about was finding you. It was a shame that it had taken her so long to finally come to her senses.

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Getting out of her car, the slam of the door resounded loudly, echoing along the empty beach. The tide was higher than the last time Mina had been there, the dark, black abyss of the unknown seemingly ready to swallow her up. She shivered as the chilly ocean breeze blew across her face, squinting her eyes as she scanned the area for you. That’s when she recognized your familiar silhouette, a little further down the beach, attempting to light something in your hands.

Hurrying down the sandy wooden stairs, she ran toward you, stumbling every so often as her sneakers got caught in the sand. The path to you was rough, but it paled in comparison to what she had put you through in the past few months. She would climb through lava just to make it up to you.

Finally reaching you, she found you sitting on the sand dangerously close to the water, trying to light a sparkler. You appeared fragile but determined, as if nothing was more important than the bag of sparklers beside you.

The wind kept extinguishing the lighter in your hands, and you repeatedly clicked it in frustration.

"Dammit," you muttered under your breath, hunching over in concentration.

Mina couldn’t help but find you adorable in this situation.

“Y/N,” Mina said, finally catching your attention.

You looked at her in surprise, not having heard her footsteps as they were drowned out by the ocean tides. 

“Mina?” you replied, giving her a dazed, melancholic smile.

“What are you doing here? Don’t you have work?”

“I was going to ask you the same thing,” the idol said, slowly sitting down next to you, as though you were a wild animal she was afraid to scare away with any sudden movements. 

“That’s silly. I’m here because…” You paused, furrowing your eyebrows in confusion as you tried to recall the reason.

“I don’t remember,” you admitted, looking down at your shoes in embarrassment.

“It’s okay, Y/N,” Mina reassured you, gently placing her warm hands on your cold ones. “It’s okay.”

“I bought you sparklers because I remember you said you liked how they looked like fireworks, but I couldn’t light them up,” you said, hoping it could explain why you were sitting there without any reason on the beach.

“You said that all of our wishes will come true if we light them together, but this stupid lighter won’t let me light any of them up.” You rambled on.

You were terrified that you couldn’t remember why you were there. You even had a hard time recalling what you did before getting on the bus. All you knew was that you felt drawn to this beach, and you had to come.

Your breath hitched up as you started to panic, a few tears slipping from your eyes as you tried to recollect any memories of this morning.

Sensing your distress, Mina quickly reached up and tenderly wiped away the dark red drops of blood escaping your eyes. Your condition was worse than it had been this morning, and Mina was shocked at how fast the deterioration was.

“Let’s light one together, jagi,” the idol suggested, giving you her familiar lopsided smile that always made you feel better, the one that made you feel safe.

“Let’s make a wish.”

Pulling out another lighter from her jacket pocket, Mina lit up a fresh sparkler and placed it in your hands, all the while making a mental note to quit smoking, noticing the disapproving wrinkle of your nose at the sight of her pulling out the lighter with familiarity.

As you held up the lit sparkler and looked at it in amazement, Mina kept her eyes on you. Your face was illuminated by the soft crackling lights, and golden hues reflected in your eyes. When your eyes met hers, the sound of her heartbeat drowned out the sounds of the waves, and all she could hear was the strong and fast pace of her heart. All she could see was the color of you. She had spent so much time searching for colors in others, when you had given her a full palette of yourself.

At that moment, she was certain she would do anything to stay by your side.

“Make a wish, Mina,” you whispered, giving her a sense of déjà vu.

Mina closed her eyes and wished as solemnly and hard as she could, calling out to the fates to give her the last bit of strength. She hoped that you could forgive her for all the things she had done to hurt you in the past, she hoped that you would still want to be with her after everything.

As the sparkler began to die out, Mina opened her eyes once more and gave your face another look, hoping that the tender look in your eyes would give her strength.

“What did you wish for?” you asked after sitting in silence for a few moments.

“I wished for you,” Mina replied, her heart beating slightly faster as she waited for your reaction.

“You have me, silly,” you said, trying to lighten the mood with a nudge of her shoulder.

“No, I mean,” Mina quickly turned her body to face you with determination.

“I wished for us to be together. I wished that we could mark the connection.”

It took you a few seconds to reply. Mina sat there, worried, as you carefully chose your words.

“You don’t want that, Mina.”

“I do.”

"It will only make you unhappy. Don’t you understand? It will tie you to me like the way I am tied to you now," you said, your voice rising with anger. "You don’t have to save me. I am fine like this."

“Y/N-” Mina started, but you cut her off.

“I don’t want you to spend the rest of your life resenting me.”

Mina grabbed onto your arm firmly when you tried to get up and leave, refusing to let you pull away after she had finally found you.

“Please listen to me, Y/N,” she begged, pulling you impossibly close.

“I’m so sorry for taking this long to realize that I love you. I put my career and ego before you, and that is something I will regret forever if I lose you. I tried so hard to be someone I wasn’t, I tried so hard to maintain this image, but they mean nothing to me if I end up without you for the rest of my life. I tried so hard to stop myself from loving you, but every time I sleep in someone else’s bed, I can only think about how much I hurt you.”

You sat still, your hands limp at your sides, not hugging her back.

“There is nothing I am more sure of than you,” Mina continued, letting a few tears escape her eyes.

“I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you if you let me.”

You couldn’t help but wrap your arms around her shaking frame in comfort. No matter how hard you tried to resist her, you would always fall back into her. Like a moth drawn to a flame, she had the power to illuminate everything in your path, but she also had the power to burn everything down, including you.

You were sure you would love her for as long as you lived, but would she be able to do the same?

But you wished for her too, didn’t you?

“Okay,” you said, giving in to your heart.

“Okay?” Mina pulled back, afraid that her mind was playing tricks on her.

Nodding, you leaned forward and planted a kiss on her forehead. “Yes, okay.”

Mina reached into her back pocket for the red piece of thread that the old woman had given her earlier that day. She finally understood what to do with it.

She winced when she pulled up your sleeves to reveal your numbered tattoo. Like what she had seen happen to Karina years ago, the tattoo was now cutting deep into your bone, forever unable to heal as the numbers repeatedly carved your demise.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered in regret, before planting a kiss on your palm. “This must’ve been painful.”

You cupped her angelic face with your other hand and gave her a reassuring smile of forgiveness. 

Taking a deep breath, Mina tied the thin red string around your wrist and waited. At first, nothing happened, until you felt a searing pain. It was more intense than any pain your tattoo had brought to you previously, and you doubled over in pain, clutching your arm. You could feel the wound of your tattoo close up, and new designs were carved into your skin. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Mina doing the same, cradling her arm in pain.

“Are you alright?” Mina panted as the pain finally stopped.

She noticed that you looked different. You’d always looked breathtakingly beautiful to her, but now, you seemed to emit a soft glow of color and warmth, like an angel.

Noticing that you were staring at your wrist in confusion, Mina leaned over to look, letting out a gasp as she did so.

The once black-bolded numbers on your wrist were replaced by small tendrils of color woven intricately together, like chrysanthemums of light. Your arm was now covered by bursting blooms of light, beautifully connected into small flames of fireworks. A red firework at the corner of your wrist had an extended red line that went around her wrists, like the one Mina had put on you.

Her tattoo had also changed once again; the once smooth splattered edges of the colors were now transformed into jagged edges of sparks, replacing the paint on the palette with small fireworks.

A sky full of fireworks in your hands.

She gently pressed her lips against yours, relishing in the softness of you, her heart soaring with joy and love. She would make things right, and you trusted her enough to do so. Things would never be easy, but she was sure that you were the one for her, in this life or the next.

“Please be careful with my heart.”

“I promise.”

And... that's it for Palette!

Thank you all for joining me on this rollercoaster of a story. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did 🥰

Let me know what your thoughts are on this alternative ending. (It took so long for me to write this; I hope I didn't disappoint 🥲) I decided to do more of Mina’s perspective in this chapter to better show her conflicting emotions. Also did more symbolisms in this one, so let me know if they get confusing!

I'm open to requests, so please don't hesitate to send me some of your ideas!

[jinlias]

— Jinlias first year event! 🎀 🩷

okay, so my anniversary for this blog was in april, but i was swamped with work and school until june, so i decided to take my time preparing a cute little week for you guys in july with new stuff for you all to enjoy! 🩷

blackpink 🩷

1) “you’re a little shit, but you’re my little shit.” with lisa.

2) beso - rosé

3) the one where you and jennie are princesses of the bunch

4) jisoo refers to you as her wife.

twice 🩷

1) “i hope that in every life, you are there with me” with mina.

2) mom!jihyo headcannons.

3) public sex with momo.

4) being nayeon’s side bitch.

5) mina burns out.

itzy 🩷

1) making out with chaeryeong.

2) home can be a person - ryujin.

3) eating out sub!ryujin

4) sneaking with enemies!yeji.

[slowlydifferentbluebird]

hiiii <3

how would you write itzy in high school as reader’s classmate but smutty…? just curious

Itzy headcanon: them as reader's classmate (smut version)

Requests are open

Hello! This was one of the most recent requests, but the moment I read it, I couldn't stop to think about it. So I hope you like it and thank you for requesting❤️

Classmate!Itzy X Student!GN!Reader

Yeji

You and Yeji are so close since you were child

And you have been in the same classroom since you have memory

But did this stop you two from having sex with each other? Absolutely not

Even the teachers know that you two are quit touchy with the other one, but they think in an a cute way

Actually you can't stop from roughly fuck

During the break for example

Hiding in the first empty spot, like the toilette or the storage room

Luckily nobody has heard you yet

Despite Yeji's moan being so loud

And your "study sessions" at Yeji's house?

When it's over, she can't take you to the door because she has difficulty to walk

You will go to the same college for sure

Lia

The rich girl™ in your class

Always so fancy in her outfit and behavior

What a surprise was for you to know that's she's the biggest sub

You two didn't even talk before your teacher gave you a research to do together

You expected an hard time, but actually you two had great chemistry

So you finished the task in no time

She decided to thank you for your help using her mouth

You badmouthing in the meanwhile made her so wet

So she couldn't help to finger hismelf while giving you pleasure

Now for you two it's a nice routine to have oral sex during the long days at school

Ryujin

How to describe Ryujin from your classroom?

You didn't know her well, but she always was sarcastic, cold and heedless of the rules

One day you were very late, so you couldn't enter for the first lesson of the day

While waiting, out of nowhere she approched you

"Yo, do you want to skip school with me?"

You discovered a whole new side of her: she was actually really nice as person and friend

Though more then friends, you two became fuck buddies

In fact at the end of that day she was on top, riding you like crazy

Of course she's a dom

And from that day your average of absences grew a lot lol

Chaeryeong

Chaeryeong has always been the most shy girl in your class

Always with her in head in the clouds or spacing out

And you always wondered what she was thinking about

Well, surprisingly the answer was having sex with you

You discovered it when during P.E. lesson she was looking at you like you were on fire

At one certain point she was missing

So you decided to go looking for her

And you found her in the storage room...masturbating

She was so immersed in her fantasy, that she didn't notice you were there watching her while she was screaming your name

"Do you need help maybe?"

She gasped so hard, but still accepted your proposal

So you fucked like rabbit on the playmat, making it really wet

And from that day P.E. is yours favourite lesson of the week

Yuna

Actually she's not your classmate, being one year younger

But you obviously know her because she's one of the most popular girl in the school

What surprised you it's that SHE knows you

In fact one day she sits next to you in the canteen, out of nowhere

Asking you to help her study for a test, given that you had the same teacher

So that afternoon you met in the library of the city

And that's when she started her game with you

Sitting on you to grind on your tighs

Bending over to "accidentally" show you her panties, under her way too short skirt

She even bited your earlobe, making you lose it

You ordered her to bend over your knees

You slapped her ass until she basically begged to take her pussy

You didn't hesitate to insert your fingers inside her

From that day she's basically your pet in school

Being super sweet and nice during the day to make you fuck her good at the end

[yejisid]

Yuna x reader- TV.

Welcome to my new series where I use songs as prompts! Hope you guys enjoy. This story was prompted by the song: Billie eilish- TV. Send in your song requests prompts!

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Warnings: angst, swearing, homophobia.

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summary: Yuna’s parents find out you’re dating, and forces her to make a big decision.

*7 years old*

“Yuna don’t run! You’ll get hurt!” You giggled, running fast to catch the girl who had the ball in her hands. “You’re only allowed to play with me! Not those stupid ugly boys! You belong to me N/n!” You bursted out laughing. “Okay yuna, I get it! Now give me the ball.” You shelled closer which made her take 4 steps back. “Pinky promise you’ll be mine forever and I’ll let you have it!” She whined, stomping her feet onto the ground. “Shin yuna, I pinky promise. I’m all yours.” Yuna ran up to you, dropping the ball and hugging you.

*11 years old*

“Can you believe it n/n. We’re going into middle school!” You groaned whilst getting ready. You wish you shared the same excitement as your best friend. “Oh come on y/n! When I’m an idol, rich and famous,” she pauses coming closer to you. “you’re going to regret not being excited to hang out with me.” You both stared into each others eyes, and bursted out into laughter. “You got me there Ms Korea, now let’s go.” You laughed wrapping your arm around her shoulder, preparing for another school year with the most important person of your life.

*14 years old*

It was 2 am when you got a text from yuna, telling you to come outside. You contemplated on getting up, but you’d do anything for her. Managing to sneak out the front door, you see the dark haired girl crying behind the tree. You didn’t have to say anything, you could feel her pain and it broke you. “Come here.” You opened your arms for her, stroking her hair. “Yuna what happened?” She pulled away, and looked down at the floor. “Am I ugly?” She searched for an answer in your eyes. “No, god no Yuna! Why the fuck would you think that?” “He broke up with me because I'm ugly.” You were going to kill him the next day. “Yuna, I think you’re the most beautiful and perfect person to exist, inside and out. Why are you blaming yourself? That idiot is dumb as fuck and can’t see your beauty. But I can, and from the moment I understood what love was, I knew I was in love with you.” Now it was your turn to look down in embarrassment. You had no idea why you would confess your love to her at that moment, but you would certainly not regret it.

*16 years old*

"Come on y/n, just hang out with us for a couple hours!" You chuckled at your friends and yuna playing tug of war with your arms. The winner, of course, being able to hang out with you after school.

"Look stop!" You yelled, "I'll hang out with you guys tomorrow, but today is Yuna's day you agreed!" Your friends started laughing, "Fair play n/n, don't have too much fun now." To this day, you still regret not going with your friends. If you did, maybe, just maybe the love of your life would still be with you right now.

You grabbed Yuna's bag and intertwined your hands, making your way through the neighbourhood. "Movie night?" You smiled at Yuna's excitement which caused her to struggle to open the door. "Movie night!" She grabbed you by your shirt, pulling you down to kiss your lips. "Do that again," You smirked, pulling her in for another kiss.

You turned your head to her, staring at her most of the time instead of the movie. "Hi," Yuna finally spoke up, looking back at you. "Well hello there beautiful," you grabbed her face, gently leaving kisses everywhere making her squeal. "N/n, remember when we were talking about our future last night?" It was a common occurrence for you and yuna to stay up and talk about your futures. "Yes darling," you shifted your attention to her. "How would we have a future together if I want to be an idol?"

"Look love, I'll come visit you, if anyone asks, I'm just a friend. We agreed on that right?" She nodded, pecking your lips. "You're stuck with me anyways, remember the promise you made when we were 7?" You chuckled, "Of course I do love." She climbed onto your lap, and leaned in for a kiss.

She lays down on the couch, pulling you with her as your hands wonder around her body. You tried to get up but yuna made sure she had a grip of your shirt, "they could be home any minute." You whispered whilst your lips pressed onto hers. "So we better be quick," She smirked in reply. You got lost in her touch, and started to unbutton her jeans.

" SHIN YUNA!" Her mother and father shot through the door, and at that moment, both of your hearts sank. Her dad came charging at you, throwing you onto the wall. "Now listen closely, for years I have treated you like my own, and this is how you repay me! When your mother and father died and I helped raise you this is how you repay me!" His grip shifted onto your neck "Dad let her go!" Yuna tried to protest, you shot her a look, pleading with her to not argue. The last thing you needed was yuna hurt. "You're lucky I don't fucking kill you with my bare hands pervert!" He spits in your face, kicking you out.

It had been three days, three whole days. You didn't move from your bed, but you also didn't sleep. You just laid there, contemplating on if there was a reason to live anymore. You quickly got snapped out of your thoughts when you heard banging on your door. You immediately shot downstairs when you heard yuna's voice pleading with you to open up.

You let her in, wanting to speak up but not knowing what to say. Until, she finally came closer to you, and you both broke down.

" I'm moving back to korea." She spoke after minutes of crying. You couldn't help but smile a little, thinking of Yuna following her dreams of being an idol. "Hey, soon I will see you on tv!" You tried to make her laugh, gently wiping her tears away.

"I don't know how to live without you y/n." She gently spoke as she fell deeper into your arms. "I don't know either." you whispered back, pressing your lips on her head. "I do know that I will keep the promise though," Yuna slowly shifted, in awe of what you were saying. "I promised you Shin Yuna, I will forever be yours."

"So will I Y/n...So will I." You grabbed her hand and kissed it. "You should go before your parents realise you're gone and pack sweetheart." You felt your chest light up in flames but decided to save you both the extra pain. "My yuna, my idol." You wiped your tears away and picked her up from the floor.

"No matter what happens in my life, I will always love you. That is something that won't change." Yuna smiled gently at you as you absorbed each and every word.

The girl you loved more than anything, the person you loved more than life; she was gone. You did not just lose her, but you lost yourself that day.

ONE YEAR LATER

*Y/n's pov*

"Y/n?" Your best friend gently spoke. "Don't you think your eyes had enough staring at that little screen."

"I don't want to talk right now, I just want to watch tv." Your best friend sighed at your response knowing that you spent your hours in bed, watching every single Itzy video and performance.

My Yuna, my pride and joy. There she was again, lighting up my screen so effortlessly. I wanted to stop loving her, but how could I do something I was destined to do.

*Yuna's pov*

"Unnie, I am so nervous!" Chaeryeong squealed to Yeji. " SO AM I!" Ryujin yelled back as we laughed at their pure excitement.

"SH! They are announcing it now!" Lia hushed them, we began to listen closely to the presenter. "And the award goes to.... DALLA DALLA ITZY!" My mind shortly went blank after that.....

"Don't know where you are right now y/n, but did you see me on tv? " I mumbled to myself as I, yet again, had to fake another smile for the cameras.

[darkstar225]

Twice's 10th member is babysat by ITZY

A/N: Heyyy, sry for taking so long to post but the semester started and I'm dead- :D I hope that my friends Thira490 and AlexHarris661 that gave me this idea on Wattpad like it! :)

The request: Hi I want to request can you do where y/n is still underage and the members have a schedule at night and need to go out and they contact yeji asking if she and itzy members could look after you and they were happy to, itzy play with y/n and by the end of the night y/n is asleep in yeji lap when twice came to pick her up and thought it was adorable. Thank you ❤️ It's a little different than under the weather. This one is like a babysitting

PS: Tysm for everyone that reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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The city lights painted a tapestry of vibrant colours across the night sky, the bustling energy of Seoul refusing to wane as the sun set. Amidst this urban symphony, a group of nine young women known as TWICE was preparing for a packed schedule that would extend into the late hours. Their youngest member, Y/N, a spirited and charismatic individual, was facing an interesting dilemma. The maknae was still underage, and the upcoming evening's engagements were set to last well into the night.

Jihyo, as the group's leader and Y/N's mama furrowed her brows as she scanned the schedule.

Jihyo - I'm a bit concerned about our kid. We can't just leave her alone during our night events.

Nayeon (mom 2) nodded in agreement. 

Nayeon - Yeah, she's still too young to be out this late.

Momo chimed in. 

Momo - But we can't cancel our commitments either. Our fans are expecting us.

Chaeyoung sighed, tapping her chin thoughtfully. 

Chaeyoung - What if we ask Yeji and the ITZY members for help? They're really close with our maknae, and I'm sure they'd be willing.

The suggestion sparked a glimmer of hope in the room. It was true, Y/N and the members of ITZY had developed strong bonds through their interactions in the industry. Y/N's bright smile and infectious enthusiasm had endeared her to many, and it wasn't uncommon to see her spending time with other idol groups.

Jihyo nodded in agreement with a motherly smile. 

Jihyo - Let's give it a shot. It wouldn't hurt to ask.

With a plan forming, Jihyo reached for her phone and dialled Yeji's number. After a brief conversation explaining the situation, Yeji's voice came through the speaker, warm and reassuring. 

Yeji - Don't worry, Jihyo unnie. We'd be more than happy to look after Y/N tonight. Just send her our way.

Relief washed over the TWICE members. Gratefully, Nayeon was the one to respond.

Nayeon - Thank you so much, Yeji. We really appreciate it.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the ITZY members gathered at their dorm, excitement bubbling in the air. TWICE's sweetheart arrived shortly after, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. 

Y/N - Hey, unnies! Y/N in your area- oops, wrong group lol

Lia grinned as the other members started laughing. 

Lia - Cutie, are you ready for a fun night with us?

Y/N nodded enthusiastically, her signature smile stretching across her face. 

Y/N - Definitely! Let's make this a memorable night!

Yeji, who had been observing the younger girl's cheerful demeanour, couldn't help but feel a surge of protectiveness. 

Yeji - Alright, kiddo. We've got some games and activities planned. Get ready for a whirlwind of fun!

As the night progressed, the dorm was filled with laughter, harmony, and a healthy dose of friendly competition. The ITZY members and Y/N played games, sang along to music, and shared stories, creating an atmosphere of joy and togetherness. The age difference seemed to melt away as they bonded over their shared experiences in the entertainment industry. Ryujin watched in awe as Y/N skillfully navigated the virtual challenge before she spoke.

Ryujin - Girl, you're really good at this game! 

TWICE's sunshine laughed, a touch of embarrassment tinging her cheeks. 

Y/N - I've had a lot of practice, that's all.

As the clock ticked on, it was clear that Y/N's energy was beginning to sag. The long day was catching up to her, and her eyelids were growing heavier. Yeji noticed the girl's struggle to keep her eyes open and approached her with a gentle smile and soft voice.

Yeji - Feeling tired, honey? 

Y/N nodded, rubbing her eyes. 

Y/N - Yeah, I think I might be ready to call it a night, unnie.

Yeji exchanged a knowing glance with her fellow ITZY members before turning back to Y/N. 

Yeji - How about we find you a comfy spot to rest? You can take a nap while we finish up here.

The maknae's gratitude was evident in her smile as she followed Yeji to the couch. She settled down, her head resting on a cushion, and within moments, her breathing evened out as sleep claimed her. The ITZY members exchanged fond glances, their affection for Y/N evident in their expressions. Yeji gently smoothed a strand of hair away from her dongsang's face, her heart warming at the sight of the young idol in peaceful slumber.

As the time to return Y/N to TWICE's care drew near, the members of TWICE arrived at the ITZY dorm. Jihyo, Nayeon, Momo, Sana, Dahyun, Chaeyoung, and Tzuyu entered the cosy living room, their steps light so as not to disturb the sleeping figure on the couch. Yeji greeted them with a hushed tone.

Yeji - She's had quite a night. She's asleep on the couch.

The TWICE members gathered around, their eyes softening as they took in the sight of Y/N. Nayeon covered her mouth, stifling a delighted giggle. 

Nayeon - Look at her, she's like a little angel.

Jihyo nodded in agreement, her voice barely above a whisper. 

Jihyo - It's heartwarming to see how much she's loved by everyone.

As the night transitioned into the early hours of the morning, the members of TWICE carefully lifted their babygirl into their arms, making sure not to wake her. Y/N stirred slightly, her brows furrowing before settling into a deeper sleep against the warmth of Yeji's lap.

Yeji's smile was tender as she brushed a gentle thumb across the younger girl's cheek. 

Yeji - Sleep well, Y/N.

The journey back to the TWICE dorm was filled with quiet admiration for the young idol's ability to bring people together, regardless of age or group affiliation. As they settled their child into her own bed, Jihyo leaned down to press a soft kiss on her forehead.

Jihyo - Thank you, lovebug. For being the bright light that you are. Mama loves you a lot.

The members of TWICE left the maknae's room, their hearts full of gratitude for the night's unexpected turn of events. Y/N's innocence and charm had united the two groups, showcasing the power of friendship and solidarity in the unpredictable world of idol life. And this made the unnies all share the same thought:

We love our dear maknae.

A/N: I apologise for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there's something wrong, ty for reading <3

[kissablening]

YUNAS MUNCHKINS

Theyre very unhinged sometimes, just many gays in one chat, memes and lots of swearing, kms jokes yes, and a bit of teasing. they all know y/n is in denial about her love for ryujin…

< masterlist | ym twt | and fuck jay park >

yuna ! ningning ! shotaro !

yeonjun ! y/n ! sunoo !

[rikihasthebestsmile]

ASAHI’S FANCLUB

@/ynxoxo: yn’s main were anyone can follow her and no one knows about Asahi. Nurse major. (‘99 liner)

@/asahismum: yn’s priv where she posts pics of Asahi and only her friends follow her, because yk,,, child privacy.

@/ynprivpriv: yn’s priv that no one knows, she uses it when se want to write something and at the same time doesn’t want her friends to know it .

@/rikijackson: riki’s (yn’s younger brother) main. Riki and Yn have a very close relationship, he loves Asahi but is a little hurt seeing his older sister giving him all the attention. Moved with Yn from japan to Korea, still in high school. (‘05 liner)

@/giantbaby: Riki’s priv only for his friends, he picked this username because this way Yn will know that he’s still a baby.

@/hhyunjin: Hyunjin’s main (Hyunjin is Yn and Riki cousin and Yeji’s twin) refuses to admit that Yeji is his sister. Most popular guy in college, dance major. (‘00 liner)

@/besthwang: Hyunjin’s priv. Hyunjin absolutely LOVES Asahi.

@/yejis: Yeji’s main, 1/2 Yn’s best friends. Refuses to be related with Hyunjin. Most popular girl in college, model major. (‘00 liner)

@/hyji: Yeji’s priv only for her friends. Yeji loves to spoil Asahi with everything since the Hwang family is pretty rich.

@/ryujns: Ryujin’s main. 2/2 Yn’s best friends, still trying to understand how can she stand that chaotic group (she’s chaotic too but refuses to admit it). Music major. (‘01 liner)

@/bestblonde: Ryujin’s priv, misses her blonde era and wants money to spoil Asahi.

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Here are the first profiles! <3

Permanent taglist: @kailoveskpopstuff @aishidaishi @lumineeee @toshijimafarms @mynameisnotlaura @soobin-chois @meowmeowisdaname @vampcharxter @inlovewithallmusic

Hate’s Love taglist: @1-800-simpingcowbaby @ufoundme @phenomenalgirl9 @mchslut

[starcndys]

~CAT MOMS☆ (PROFILES)

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[jnginlov]

can i walk you home?

7.5 (lia’s pov)

warnings talk of making out, talk of casual hookups

ciwyh masterlist next

taglist @peterparkoure

[wherethefireliliesgrow]

Palette

Myoui Mina x reader

Your refusal to actively search for your soulmate could lead to a painful demise. But a chance encounter with your soulmate leaves you torn between embracing destiny or continuing to defy convention. Will you take a chance on love and reveal yourself to your soulmate, or will you continue to resist the pull of fate?

TAGS: idol x non-idol reader, AU, angst, fluff, soul mates, slow burn

FEATURED: Twice, New Jeans, ITZY, AESPA's Karina, Red Velvet’s Seulgi and Irene, and more

STATUS: Finished

Chapters:

(1) 1825 days: colorblind

(2) 1446 days: ivory black

(3) 1070 days: whisper gray

(4) 1008 days: champagne gold

(5) 1005 days: roseate pink

(6) 970 days: mahogany red

(7) 942 days: auburn brown

(8) 730 days: teal blue (9) 626 days: phthalo green

(10) 409 days: indigo purple

(11) 191 days: burgundy

(12) 79 days: burnt sepia

(13) 1 day: colorless

(Alternative Ending) 79 days: bursting blooms

[elsawr1tes]

the sim(‘)s freeplay

CHAPTER 26 - like all gaymers

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SUMMARY: sim y/n decides to create her twitter moots in the sims freeplay, chaos ensues

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AN: heeseung the alpha male yiff yiff

TAGLIST: @enhacolor, @msxflower, @randomness7198, @nekyochis, @nomniki , @90sni-ki (open, ask to be added)

[yeppeudau]

Bonus: cuter

synopsis: In which you and Soobin have a crush on the others bff, who which coincidentally, are dating. So you do what any other people with a common goal would, and try to break them up. Except it doesn't go exactly as planned...

masterlist

taglist(open): @maitenight @kori-roe @rich-man-v @gyuville @darrensos @etherealcherrie @jjunis @i-yeseo @igotkpoops @ashxxkook @ilvaussie

♡a/n: Just a little bonus cause I was bored. this takes place right after chapter 10 !