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rating: 18+. mdni.

content: dubcon/noncon, bully!sungchan x reader

sungchan’s neck began to ache, the persistent craning of his head straining the muscles but he couldn’t bring himself to back away. you aren’t even looking at him, your facade fallen and directed at the stained carpet of the library. there was a faint smell of vomit beneath the dusty smell of neglected textbooks, but his senses peaked and focused on the sweet waft of perfume on your skin.

“are you avoiding me?” he questions uselessly. sungchan knows the answer. of course you are. you had been sneaking away from him all day, turning corners and changing your usual seat in the library. sungchan was elated when you finally wandered into the tall shelves. he knew you were searching for a copy of the textbook he had ruthlessly ruined days before. he wedges his knee between yours, delicious heat seeping into his jeans. “huh?”

“no,” you whisper, lightly shaking your head once.

sungchan lifts his hand a little too quick, making you flinch and hold your breath, preparing yourself for what he might do. you let the air go, going even more stiff when he simply grazes your cheek, curls his fingers around your chin and lifts your head. he examines your face, your expression showing nervousness and fear, your eyes blinking rapidly.

“you better not be,” sungchan lowers his voice, pointing his eyes. he extends his pout, “I’d be sad if you did. you know I like seeing you.” his remaining hand falls to your hips, “especially here. where no one can see.”

you look away again, peering over his broad shoulders. you always do, knowing how sungchan liked to pull you away until you were just out of sight to worry your pretty little head, make you go against him enough to provoke him.

you eyes glaze over, breathing in deep. sungchan’s heart skips but he makes a face of disgust, “pathetic little crybaby. I haven’t even done anything.”

you swipe your thumb over your eyes, tickling his thumb as you do so. “what’re you doing that for?” sungchan leans in closer, “you’re gonna end up crying anyway. you know I like it when you do.”

your thumb glides across your other fingers, smearing the salty tears over them. “you look so pathetic when you do… your eyes such a pretty red color and you’re hot to the touch, your face is sticky, and wet, hiccuping and struggling to breath…” he pauses, pouting again, “you look so fucking stupid. you know that, right?”

you nod, the first of many tears pushing against your waterline.

“it’s because you’re so humiliated, isn’t it? you’re so embarrassed that I make you get off by humping my thigh like a stupid little dog. I walk around smelling like you, you know. makes me sick to my stomach when I remember how desperate you get, whimpering and crying like a little baby when I don’t help you.”

sungchan shifts his knee, the rough material of his pants rubbing against the flimsy fabric of your underwear. he glances down, seeing your bare thighs tight around his, your skirt fanned out across them, hiding the way he uses his hand on your hip to keep your steady as he begins to move his leg. “you act like you don’t want it,” he looks at you, seeing the first of many tears break through your waterline, rolling down your face, “but soon enough you’ll be rutting against me like a little bitch.”

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Hi hi! Hope you’re doing well <3 i wanted to know if you could write a small drabble with infatuation!Sungchan? Love your work!

Hi hi! Hooooooly it's been a while since I wrote anything infatuation related so yeah let's do it! Thank you also!

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Infatuation AU Pairing: Yandere!Sungchan x Reader TW: Mild unsettling themes Notes: This takes place quite some time after Sungchan's ending but you can definitely read this without reading that.

Sungchan had this awful habit, you'd noticed as of late. When something would stress him out he'd run straight to you, tightlipped and with his eyes looking everywhere but to you. He was a nervous wreck, you knew this for a while now, and you also knew that you were a safe space for him, such was obvious.

And now, when he came back home, he was doing that habit again. He was with you but he wasn't with you, just keeping himself busy while occasionally checking if you were behind him. Right now, he's seated at the kitchen table, a small brush in one of his hands and one of your bunnies in his other as he brushes through her fur. You'd known as soon as he walked through the door that something had happened, and you'd been waiting for him to come to you, but he hasn't yet.

"Sungchan?" You leaned over to look at him carefully. You could tell he was listening to you. "Sung, I think you're being too rough with her," you watched the bunny squirm in his hands and, immediately, Sungchan ceased his movements. The bunny wriggled out of his grasp and onto the table. Carefully, you approached him, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Is everything alright? Did you want to talk about it?" Sungchan didn't respond, but it was obvious that he was thinking. He wasn't looking at you either, instead, he was fixated on the bunny, who was looking for a way off of the tabletop.

"Is it..." he finally speaks and you listened carefully. "Is it suffocating in here?" He asks you.

"Well, if it is, we can just open a window," you say.

"That's not what I mean," he continues to watch the bunny hop around.

"I mean, we haven't really been out since we moved," you chose your words carefully, you knew how he was with you leaving the apartment.

"We have, though," Sungchan's nails started to dig into the pads of his fingers. "You haven't, though," he says. Your breathing stilled for a moment. "Did you... did you want to go out sometime? Alone, I mean," he asks.

This was a test.

"It would be nice, but are you okay with that?" You asked him. The last time you went out alone...

It wasn't good, let's just leave it at that.

"Yeah, I am," he says. He picks up the bunny now and places her on the floor. "I think it would be good for both of us," he says. Your shoulders fell slowly. "Go ahead," he says. "But don't be out long, please," he adds quickly after.

"Yes, yeah, I'll be home before dark," you nodded and bent down slightly so you could see him at eye level. "I promise," you held your hand out and Sungchan linked your pinkies together.

"You promised."

"I did," you leaned forward and pressed a small kiss to his cheek. "I'll be right back," you said to him, grabbing the keys on your way out, he waves goodbye to you and you did the same.

You waited until you were a block away to be sure, though. And once you were? A huge smile rose on your face. You didn't know when you'd have a chance to be out on your own. Finally, you thought...

Freedom.

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half-vampire!Sungchan x Vampire Hunter!Reader (she/her; femme presenting)

Genre: Angst, dark fantasy

WC: 6.5k

Synopsis: You, an elite vampire hunter, have been assigned to take down the son of the infamous vampire, the puppeteer.

TW PLEASE READ: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! +18 ONLY. Excessive swearing, obsessive behaviors, stalking, a lot of gore, mentions of bullying, emotional abuse, psychological abuse, murder, suggestive/ sexual themes, dubcon heavily implied, violence/ threatened violence, death of family. Please proceed with caution.

I do not believe that any person written into this fic or any of my fics acts at all like these characters here. Their real life counterparts are just my inspiration and are utilized as actors for the story. No ill will is intended.

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You were going to get fired.

You felt it in your bones. Your leg wouldn’t stop fidgeting as you sat in Irene’s office, the crest of the organization looming over you making you feel small. 

Irene walked in, her face cold as stone as she threw a file in front of you before she sat on her chair, “this is your new job.”

You blinked, “what?”

“Initially, I was going to give it to Seulgi and put you on probation-.”

“I killed the vampire cleanly and quickly-.”

“And in front of another human,” Irene cut you off before pinching the bridge of her nose, “look. An insider told us that  you would work best for this job, and,” she sighed before opening the manilla folder, “I think they’re right. The puppeteer has been missing for months after we had finally devised a plan to take the motherfucker out.”

You squinted as you looked over the carefully collected information before you asked, “how much time do I have?”

“Not a lot, so hurry up.” -----------

The library was warm and inviting. It was a small public library that matched the small town it was nestled in. Even when agents were sent weeks ago, they all agreed- it was entirely unremarkable, which made him an even stranger anomaly. The town itself was often forgotten on maps and glossed over, but as you entered the library, you were in awe of the coziness. 

It was almost too easy to find out everything about him. Graduated from community college in library sciences. No one had a single mean thing to say about him… ever. Apparently he hadn’t been in a long term relationship in years either. Your angle had written itself to ensnare him without much help from anyone else in the organization.

You sauntered in slowly, your heels muffled by the dusty carpet as you slowly approached the center table where he sat. You had on a loose fitting dress that stopped at your calves, a low cut top that was still mildly conservative, your dark sunglasses, and your freshly done hair wrapped in a silk bandana.

You found it difficult to hold back your laughter as he locked eyes with you. He was processing a few returned books when he dropped his stamp to fully stare at you. You gave yourself permission to smirk once you made it to the desk, leaning against it to allow him to take full stock of you. His big brown eyes were scanning over every part of you, and by the tremble of his jaw you could tell he was fully trying to hold himself back.

"Hi sir, could you help me out?" your voice was low, and you watched as his dropped jaw slowly lifted. He blinked quickly, looking between your chest and lips before he cleared his throat and looked away, his ears now an embarrassing shade of red. The council had perfectly planned every minute detail down to the final strand of hair, and he was reacting even more deliciously than anticipated. 

It was almost too easy how much he was falling like putty in your hands.

"O-Of... of course! How can I help, miss?"

You removed your sunglasses and placed your hand on his chest where his name tag sat.

"Well... Sungchan," you smiled, tracing your fingers over his name before placing them back to your side, "I'm currently working on a project for a research course."

You began spouting off on a topic you knew Sungchan was absolutely fascinated by. The Vampire Hunter Council had done extensive research on the half-human bastard off-spring of the missing high profile leader of the Vampires. The puppeteer’s son’s eyes were still rounded, hanging onto every word coming out from between your glossy lips as you spoke.

After you finished, there was a pause, and then, "you're perfect."

"I'm sorry?" you pretended to not hear his mutter as you batted your eyelashes at him. He was half-vampire, but as far as you could tell either his vampiric side was fully dormant or barely did much- there were no reports of missing humans in the area, didn’t seem to have his father’s gifts, he was not nocturnal, and didn't bare any fangs.

You almost felt bad about having to kill him.

Even if Sungchan didn't know his monster of a father, it was still an absolute shame to vampires to have your offspring be murdered, and you planned to bring Sungchan's head to the feet of the Puppeteer. At least, that’s the plan. You’ll have to lob Sungchan’s head off after using him as bait to bring the puppeteer out from hiding. 

Sungchan had led you to the back of the library, his large hands holding several books and tapes for you.

“You seem to know a lot… are you busy later? I would love to pick your brain,” You were nearly purring, your hands squeezing his forearm. Cold. Not as cold as other vampires you’ve suckered into thinking you’re weak before killing them, but still colder than an average human. Was this the only way his vampiric side showed?

“No! I mean… I’m not I…” Sungchan was sputtering out now, his free hand pushing up his glasses.  “I- I would love to help you.”

“Hm… are those prescriptions?” You asked, your fingers moving to tap the bridge of his glasses and watch his breathing hitch. Vampires typically had enhanced vision, and while he was only half-human, none of his medical records showed that he had any possible visual impairments.

“N-no they’re for the uh… blue light…” his muttered, clearly flustered. After he led you back to the front desk he began typing away at the computer before nervously looking back up. "Do you have your library card?"

Before you left the vampire hunters council headquarters, you were given every bit of fake identification you would need and this indeed included a library card.

"I... I've never seen you around here before," he was clearly racking his head to remember you as he continued the check out process. He had read off your fake name, and you watched him mutter it to himself to commit it to memory.

"I got it somewhere else in the county," you fibbed, "so. I'll see you at the diner at 9?"

"Y-yes, absolutely."

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You arrived at 9:12pm.

Sungchan sat in the corner in a small red booth with a bouquet of flowers, twiddling his thumbs upon your entrance. There were only three other patrons at the small diner, all at the counter with their backs to you as they stared up at the old television set playing a hockey game.

According to your research, Sungchan had gone on a few dates with a few people he went to the local high school with- so between his bashfulness, innocence, and likely exhaustion with his small dating pool, his eagerness to see you made sense. It was also something you and the rest of the vampire hunters council were banking on. You needed him to be obsessed with you- to post you online, for everyone in town to see you with the librarian, and allow this information to trickle up to his father. You were a top level hunter and were well hated enough by Vampires that this would not be overlooked- especially not by the Puppeteer.

"You look so handsome," you complimented, sitting across from the nervous young man. You were late on purpose- aiming to put him more on edge. You were in a tight mini dress and a pair of combat boots. A combination in your daily life you wouldn’t normally pick, but from his internet history seemed to be outfit pieces he really loved on women.

“Th-Thank you,” he then shoved the bouquet towards you, “these are for you.”

“Roses,” you hummed, staring down at the perfectly red petals, “you’re so sweet, thank you.”

“Um s-so roses are a great way to convey joy, friendship… passion,” he scratched the back of his neck bashfully. “They’re beautiful and uh… reminded me of you.”

“Roses are my favorite… are you a mind reader Sungchan?” you playfully reached across the table and tapped his shoulder. Lying was easier when you got to mix in the truth. Roses were your favorite, but they were also a part of the crest of the Vampiric Hunters for their scent is supposed to keep vampires at bay.

It seemed to also be another way that Sungchan’s vampiric side didn’t bare its teeth.

Sungchan was sickly sweet. As the weeks passed, each time you would go on a date he would bring either flowers, a book regarding your paper, or a poem he had written for you.

You were inside the motel you were crashing at, recounting this to the president of the hunters.

“Has anyone heard from the puppeteer?” you asked. A part of you was starting to genuinely feel guilty- Sungchan was so human. He ate human food, lounged in the sun, and even seemed to have a heartbeat.

You had considered that his vampiric powers had simply never awoken, and that they never would. This was highly uncommon in vampire hybrids, but genetics were fickle, so Sungchan wouldn’t be an exception if he really just seemed fully human despite having a vampire dad.

“No, but it seems like he’s still giving orders through his lackeys. There was even a small scourge of his puppets tearing up a small town,” Irene recounted, “Remember to keep him sweet on you.”

“Did I not read to you this latest poem? The last stanza was talking about how he wants to fuck me and keep me with him forever.”

“Wow, that’s a little creepy… and maybe sweet?”

“His face was all red when I teased him about it.”

“I’m surprised you haven’t fucked him yet.”

“I have to kill him, Irene.”

“That has never stopped you before,” she noted. Irene was right of course. Vampires tended to be overly sexual creatures, so seducing them often led to placing them in more vulnerable positions that could allow you to take advantage of them. 

“Fair,” you muttered, glancing out the window to see the same person who walks their dog at this time every night passing the street across the motel. This town was sleepy and boring, but it was almost odd how scheduled everyone was. No car accidents ever, the same groupings of people throughout town all in the same places. Static.

After you hung up with Irene, you moved across the room to the stack of books you checked out from the library all those weeks ago. They were due soon, and you were planning to swing by the library to drop them off with Sungchan while also sweet talking him with stupid facts you had picked up.

You flitted through the last book you hadn’t opened yet and paused. Crammed in between a few pages was a tightly folded note. Curious, you unraveled it. In extremely messy handwriting and covering the entire sheet was one sentence.

Write forever until I die. Write forever until I die. Write forever until I die.

You squinted and scoffed. Likely it was a kid in detention that was assigned to write out whatever was on the board and instead did this as a weird joke. Without much thought you tossed it into the trash.

Still. You had a shiver run down your spine. Wrapping yourself up in a coat, and grabbing the ice bucket you stepped out of your room. Maybe a walk around the motel would make you feel better about having to kill the kid who didn’t ask to be born. 

The ice machine sat in the lobby and was usually only manned by the same two people who would hardly look up from their books. You filled it up and looked back over to see the young man again reading Slaughter-house five.

“Yknow, Vonnegut has written other books,” you joked. The young man flinched, his grip tightening on the book to a point that his knuckles were white. Yet, he didn’t speak or react in any other way. You frowned, and returned to your room.

“Do you like the stars?” Sungchan had asked the following night as you helped him close up at the library. 

“Hm, they are pretty, yes,” you hummed, sitting on the edge of the desk. Just like the other nights you had helped Sungchan, the same patrons who seemed to be there every night, left at the same time in the same fashion, all with the same smile and wave to the librarian as they exited.

“I… Do you wanna go into my truck and look at them?” he asked, and you noted he was avoiding your gaze as the red tint on his ears shone.

“I’m a lady, Sungchan,” you pouted, watching as he seemed to jump, “I hope you’re not… expecting anything.”

He was so easy to fluster. It wasn’t even just to keep him obsessed with you at this point- it was because you found it downright exciting. He was so cute as he jumped up from his seat.

“I would never expect anything from you that you don’t want.”

Sungchan was soft and sweet. Your job as a hunter didn’t allow for much dating outside of your profession, and most other hunters were too preoccupied to give romance much attention. Every minute you spent with Sungchan gave you the delusion that you could leave the life of being a hunter and runaway together. You could protect him, and be happy. But then, you were reminded of the oath you gave, your few friendships, and the fact that you have been lying to Sungchan, and you’re brought back down to earth.

You laid on the trunk bed with Sungchan. He drove out a few miles to empty farmland and covered the trunk bed in pillows and blankets. The stars shone bright in the sky, and you looked up to see Sungchan staring up with a smile on his face. He was beautiful with stars reflecting themselves in his eyes.

“My Mom used to take me out here all the time,” he started, his voice a whisper. “I would get bullied a lot in school, so on the weekends when all of the other kids would hang out, my mom would bring me out here and tell me stories.”

“I’m sorry kids were so cruel to you,” you were sincere, squeezing his arm as you laid on his chest, “do… you have any favorite stories? I’d love to hear them.”

“It’s okay- I got to be the bigger person in the end,” you swear you could hear a smirk, but you were too comfortable to check, “but stories… well. She would always tell me this one story whenever I was really down.”

He cleared his throat, kissed the top of your head, and started working from his memory, “there was once a sickly, meek child. He had a hard time gathering his breath, and struggled to keep up with other kids his age. Running was especially a challenge, and his legs would often give out as his peers would run off, laughing at him. He was clumsy, and his limbs were so stiff and wooden. He began to be known as the puppet because of this. Between the torture of the other children, and the torture of his own body, the boy fell deathly ill. The local doctor told the boy’s mother that her son only had a few hours left at best- but, if she gave her own life, her son could live forever.”

Sungchan paused, and you could hear him swallow thickly before continuing, “the mother begged for there to be another way. It was just her and her boy- while her son could live forever, how was he going to grow fully into a capable young man without a guiding hand? The doctor assured the mother though, that the son wouldn’t be alone. He will create a new family of his own one day.”

“And so, the boy was not only given the gift of eternal life, but also another, even more special gift,” he hummed a bit then, “can you take a guess?”

There was a chill that raced down your spine. You sat your chin on his chest, meeting his eyes. You absolutely could take a guess- a real guess, but you decided to continue playing dumb, “hmmm, flying? So he could fly far away from the bullies?”

Sungchan chuckled before he kissed the tip of your nose, “no, but that’s a great guess. The boy was able to control the minds of those bullies, so they could never be cruel to anyone ever again.”

“The puppet became the puppeteer,” you froze, unable to stop yourself. His mother presented this story, and Sungchan had it fully memorized without realizing that the puppeteer was his own father.

“Yeah,” Sungchan was quiet before he met your gaze. “I know you won’t be here forever, but I wish you could stay. I want to know everything about you. Did your parents tell you stories at night?”

“My parents died when I was very young,” you confessed, “they were killed in a home invasion.”

This was partially the truth. Your parents were killed in a home invasion of a pair of twin vampires who slaughtered them mercilessly. You were in the room next door when it happened, hiding under the bed until it was over. The hunters arrived hours later, and you were then adopted into their ranks.

“I’m… I’m so sorry. That’s not fair,” he squeezed you closely and you shrugged.

“Can’t change the past,” you shrugged, forcing a smile.

Despite your own hesitations, you gave in to Sungchan’s begging, and stayed the night at his place. You couldn’t sleep though, and after you were sure he was knocked out, you stepped outside to the back of the apartment complex to call your closest friend.

“Seulgi… he’s a human,” you whisper cried. The back of Sungchan’s apartment complex held a small forest, and seemed to absorb any bit of light the complex offered.

“And you’re sure he’s not manipulating you?”

“You know I can always spot that shit. Remember the orphanage?”

“Vampires turning young children into vampires so they could more easily kidnap humans… you spotted it faster than Irene did,” Seulgi conceited. There was a rustle in the trees and you froze. Your small wooden stake was always hidden somewhere on your person, this time in the lining of your jacket.

“It’s your job, though. Think of the lives you’ll save by bringing the puppeteer out of the shadows.”

“I’ve gotta go,” you hung up, shoving your phone back into your pocket and sliding out the stake. The forest was quiet, and for a moment you thought you imagined it.

Then, a hand holding a clean white napkin appeared before the rest of their body followed.

“I’m not here to attack, just have a chat,” Yuta had a mischievous grin as he skipped out from the forest and towards you. Yuta was a five hundred year old vampire who had climbed the Royal ranks due to his ability to game information. He was never a liar, but just someone who knew how to use knowledge to his advantage.

“You miss me?” You taunted, arms crossed.

“Of course,” he simpered, now fully in your view as the lighting coated him. He was inhumanely handsome, which was to be expected. “However, that’s not why I’m here.”

“And why are you here? Yknow, most people drive past this tiny little town and yet…” you let your voice trail off, an eyebrow raised as you studied his features. 

“I’m one of the few people that know about Sungchan, the puppeteer has kept his half-human son under wraps for a while. How did the hunters find him?” 

“Ah, so you want information from me?” You chuckled at his nerve.

“Hm, I think we can exchange actually,” he raised his eyebrow, and your eyes widened instinctually. Now this was very appealing. “You see, I pop in every few months to see how the young man is doing. Check him out from a far. Then, I write out a report, and give it to his dear old daddy.”

“Why would you tell me where he is?” 

“Hm, perhaps I have my own ulterior motives for leading a top hunter directly to him,” Yuta then took out an envelope from his shirt pocket. “Tell me our leak, and I’ll tell you what you want.”

“It wasn’t a leak,” you rolled your eyes, “Sungchan did one of those family ancestry online dna things. We utilized it see if there was any human-vampire matches… he just popped up one day.”

“God, is there no such thing as data privacy anymore?” Yuta sucked his fangs before extending the envelope towards you. “I hope you are prepared to face the true wrath of the puppeteer.”

You slid back upstairs after a short while, the envelope tucked into your jacket.

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Yuta was a fucking liar. The address made no sense- it was clearly just Sungchan’s apartment. You wanted to rip your hair out- how could you be so stupid?

While Sungchan was at work you looked through every crevice of his place, and the only off putting thing you could find was his high school yearbook. God, the kids were so cruel to him. Sungchan couldn’t hurt a damn fly now as a fully grown man, let alone defend himself against the relentless bullies he faced.

You were hitting a dead end. No other vampires had made their way to the town since Yuta a month ago, Sungchan had completely become infatuated with you, and you were becoming too close to the half-breed. 

One night, after he returned from work, you bought a bottle of wine. You had hoped potentially getting him a little drunk could coax any memory of his father out. He had spoken at length about how great his mother was, but shrugged off any prodding you made about his dad. It didn’t help that Irene was breathing down your neck, and Seulgi was struggling to keep her at bay.

“It’s not too strong, is it? I’m not good with alcohol,” He giggled as he helped you uncork the bottle.

“It’s not strong,” you lied as he took out two untouched wine glasses from the cabinet.

“Oh, can you grab me my phone? I left it in the bathroom,” he smiled. Without a second thought, you maneuvered to the bathroom to take it off the counter. While you still on occasion stayed at the motel, Sungchan was incredibly needy. And since your job was to keep him interested in you, you felt inclined to bend to his will, especially when he didn’t care about anything else you did. You still hadn’t even slept with him yet, much to Seulgi’s and your own surprise.

No messages on Sungchan’s phone, or calls, as per usual. You knew he didn’t have a ton of friends or anything, but it was still… weird. No one else in town spoke to you unless it was more than a word and you initiated it. Everything here had felt fake, but without any real reason to be suspicious, you couldn’t really share your concerns. A town full of people, and yet it still felt empty to you.

Seulgi was busy keeping Irene from slashing your throat, so your own phone has been dull as of late. Maybe Sungchan just sincerely didn’t use his phone, ever, unless it was to speak to you.

“Here, Sungie,” you placed it on the counter, and took the drink he handed off to you. You took a large sip and frowned slightly to yourself.

“Everything okay?” He tilted his head, his beautiful brown eyes filled with concern.

“No I guess I just left the wine under the sun for too long,” you reason, taking another sip. It was a little funky, as if the wine had soured.

“Ah, maybe. All wine tastes the same to me,” he took a sip of his own, and you noticed the small dimple that formed and disappeared.

“What are you ssssmiling about?” You asked. Your words came out more slurred than you’d like. You were a strong drinker, but you also haven’t been drinking as much lately. Maybe that’s why the wine was hitting you faster than usual?

Sungchan leaned a little closer, his hand holding your chin up, “how long were you planning to lie to me?”

Your eyelids were heavy, and you leaned your head fully on his hand as you slowly processed what he said, “I… haven’t -.”

“You thought that I wouldn’t notice a pair of hunters in my town following me around?” He squeezed your chin and you yelped in surprise. You were fighting your body now, trying to stay awake despite whatever he put in your drink. “I’ve been waiting for you… for so long. I’ve planned it all and yet… you still won’t be honest with me. That’s okay though. I’ll forgive you.”

————-

You don’t remember meeting Sungchan, but he remembered you.

Years ago, Sungchan had done a solo trip to the big city, and wanted to test his world. Everyone did what he said at all times- how far could he push this gift?

“That’ll be $4.26 for your coffee, sir.”

“This coffee is free for me,” Sungchan hummed. He didn’t ever have to do extra work to make this gift pop in- whatever his wish was, as long as it was physically possible, was his command. 

“Yes, your coffee is free,” the man nodded as Sungchan walked off. 

This is how Sungchan lived life. He had gotten the entire shit town he lived in to follow his every whim. The world was his giant dollhouse. 

Until you shattered it.

Sungchan was able to control the folks working the front desk at the nicest hotel he could find. He was set up in the best possible suite, and sat one night at their rooftop lounge that overlooked the concrete city.

“It’s a great view,” a voice above the chatter of other guests caught his attention. You wore a simple dark t shirt and dark pants, and spared him a smile as you leaned against the railing with him.

“Yeah,” was all Sungchan offered. It was difficult to force himself to engage in conversations anymore, but you were pretty enough that he didn’t feel like shooing you away.

“What brings you here?” You asked, your gaze still set on the city below.

“Hm, I’m on a journey of self-discovery. You?”

“I’m here for work,” you replied. Sungchan looked at you again. Your voice was nice, you were attractive, and he didn’t have other plans.

“Come to my room with me,” he spoke, moving off the railing. Instead of your eyes losing their sparkle and glazing over, though, you stayed just as you were.

Instead, you burst out laughing.

“You’re funny,” you chuckled, unmoving. He froze. Maybe he didn’t say it loud enough.

“Come-.”

“You wish. Maybe buy me a drink next time,” you gently shoved his arm, and then disappeared out of the lounge.

Sungchan was frozen, his eyes not moving from where you once stood next to him. After what felt like hours, he rushed downstairs to the concierge and got your information.

You were made for Sungchan, you had to be. Why else would the universe deliver him the exciting puzzle that was you? A vampire hunter since childhood was now the only being Sungchan, a half-vampire, couldn’t control. It was fate. To him, you were star crossed lovers, destined for one another despite the complications.

Sungchan had discovered his parentage early in life. He was able to easily get his mother to tell him the truth about his father since she, like everyone else, was susceptible to their gifts. 

So, his next steps to get you trapped, were set.

Sungchan had been using the town he lived in as a dollhouse for years beforehand. He loved testing the limits of his abilities, and had hoped that it would one day awaken his proper vampiric powers. In the meantime, though, he would use the citizens to cultivate a proper image for the hunters to happen upon.

Having every town member edit their social medias. Perfectly crafting and tailoring his existence to seem like a shy, bullied child. Make sure every person in town, if ever approached, all know exactly what to say. All that was left was to get a few vampires that knew their way around the hunters so Sungchan could fully execute his plan.

———-

You were awake, but kept your eyes shut.

It was a technique learned early in your hunter training, but one you didn’t ever use. You didn’t lose the upper hand often enough to be foolishly knocked out.

And, yet, you failed.

“Your breathing is uneven and your heart rate spiked,” his voice sent a chill down your spine.

You cracked open your eyes. You were laid on a plush mattress, and Sungchan sat at the corner of the bed, his eyes unmoving from you. 

You wanted to die. Sungchan’s big, beautiful brown eyes that you had become prey for, were gone and replaced with your worst fear. Ruby red eyes, and they were fixed on you.

“You awakened me,” he cooed, crawling towards where you laid. Your eyes searched the space frantically for anything to defend yourself with. Your wrists were bound by rope, and you had been stripped down and changed into a completely different outfit without any of your hidden weapons. The bed you sat on was on top of a metal bed frame, and the wooden nightstands didn’t offer a quick change into a stake. You sat there, like a piece of fresh meat as he now hovered over you. “I want to show you something.”

Sungchan tossed you over his shoulder like you were nothing, taunting you with his newly found vampiric strength. You were reeling.

“You were out cold for three days. I didn’t think what I added to the wine would do that much,” he chuckled as he carried you past beautiful marble flooring and down a few sets of staircases. You were trying to create a mental map, but he was going too fast for you to get much down. “I’m so happy you’re finally here so I can show you your gift.”

Like you were a child, Sungchan placed you on your feet and turned you around. You gagged, staring at the horrific site in front of you. It had to have been months judging by the level of decay, and this matched up with your previous information.

“You don’t have to lie to me,” Sungchan snaked his arms around your waist and pulled you tightly to him, “the old, fake puppeteer is dead. Now, the hunters don’t need you to pull him out of the shadows.”

“Y-You’re the puppeteer now,” you choked out, squeezing your eyes shut. Yuta wasn’t being a dick- he was helping you.

“I had to throw the hunters off our scent-.”

“There is no- Sungchan what the fuck?” you broke from his grasp, terrified and searching the basement area for anything you could use to kill the monster in front of you. “You… you were a human-.”

“And bringing you to your new home awakened me fully!” he was so joyful as he said this, the dread consuming you.

“I was only with you so I could bring,” you glanced at the horrible sight of his slain father, “him down. I was going to kill you.”

“You don’t get it,” he whispered. He looked away, and for a moment you swore his dead eyes were going to shed tears before he met your gaze with a dead glare. “I have planned everything so I could have you. I stole my father’s empire, I had the head of the hunters controlled into giving you this fake assignment…”

As he paused, you decided to make a run towards the basement stairs. You were desperate, and that desperation had made you stupid. Sungchan caught you within an instant, one hand wrapped around your waist and the other squeezing your wrist with an iron grip.

“I didn’t want it to come down to this,” he pouted, “that friend of yours… I have it set that if you escape from me, she’ll burn down the hunters headquarters with herself inside.”

“Seulgi?” you whispered, eyes wide with terror.

“Don’t you get it, though? We are meant to be!” he was smiling as if he did not threaten your livelihood. “Ever since that day in the hotel when you told me no! You’re the only person in the world who did- and you’re a hunter! You are the Juliet to my Romeo!”

“They both die at the end you fucking idiot,” you replied through gritted teeth. 

He let go of your wrist, and instead gripped under your chin with his cold hand, “we’re going to have to work on how you speak to me my love.”

Then, you remembered him. The encounter was so brief and so small to you, and yet, it seemed to be absolutely defining for Sungchan to a point that you became his whole focus. Now, your knees trembled as your fate settled. 

You set your gaze down, submitting as he let go of your chin.

“See? This is good. I have your favorite foods, and everything you could ever need here,” he squeezed you to his chest, and you couldn’t even bring yourself to cry. “I know you hate cooking, so I have a team of chefs here just for you.”

“Not of their own will,” you bit, and you felt his grip on you tighten before he forced out a hearty laugh.

“These people are all dolls. Now that I’ve taken over my father’s empire…” his voice trailed off. “Nothing in this world matters except for us.”

_______

You snuck onto the rooftop one night. Sungchan had fallen asleep next to you, and you had managed to slip out. Despite the chill in the air, it was not nearly as cold as when you would be forced to be by his side. Before his vampiric powers awakened, he was still slightly colder, but now it was like being next to dry ice.

You needed to breathe.

You missed Seulgi. You hated seeing the glazed over eyes of the people Sungchan took from god knows where. You hated having to be around the monster of a man. 

You hated yourself, especially, for feeling so weak and succumbing to him.

You stared down at the plethora of bites lining your arms, and lifted a hand to touch the ones on your neck that were still fresh. You couldn’t even bring yourself to poke at the ones that lined your upper thighs. You choked back a sob, the wind of the night air rustling through your hair as you stared at the fresh blood Sungchan had managed to leave behind after feeding from you. 

You had let a monster inside of you, and the worst part was that you liked it. Sungchan was very clear about the fact that he had been studying you- everything about you. How you took your tea, how you liked to sleep curled up in a ball, and how to properly pleasure you. He had been studying you for years- knowing exactly how you seduced other vampires and how you would get yourself off. It was already an unfair advantage. This, coupled with the fact that being bitten by a vampire has the same effect on your brain as an orgasm, you were pretty much subdued physically as often as possible by him. And it felt fucking incredible- addictive, even. You hated yourself for being so weak. Weak to a point that you’d be begging for him to fuck you, just like he dreamed you would. Just like he hoped, you’d become his little doll. The shame was becoming unbearable.

You stared out at the surrounding area. In the darkness, all you could tell was that there was no city at all nearby, the light pollution nonexistent as you were able to see all the stars clearly. You were previously able to piece together that this residence used to be Sungchan’s father’s, but he had decided this was best for you. Maybe he was right, in a way. You felt like you were meant to die the night your parents did, so being here with Sungchan was a way to repair that broken strand of fate.

You heard footsteps and turned towards the door. It was one of the housekeepers Sungchan had around the property.

“Hello,” you stared blankly. This woman, like every other servant in the manor was instructed to not speak to you under any circumstances. She smiled awkwardly and within the blink of an eye, was in front of you. 

Instinctually, you went to the pocket of your jacket for your stake. Of course, though, there was nothing. You were unarmed, and physically at your weakest.

She knocked you down to your back, and began dragging you by your hair towards the edge of the roof. The height was only a few stories so it wouldn’t be enough to kill you, but certainly hurt you enough to make killing you quicker for her.

You were clawing at her hands, tears streaming down your cheeks as you fought for your life. You hadn’t made it this far with Sungchan only to be killed by someone else.

She shoved your head over the edge as a wicked grin formed on her face. You sent a swift kick to the back of her knees, causing her to let go of your hair. You stood up and ran towards the door only to then see Sungchan standing there, eyes bright red in anger. 

The woman let out a yelp of fear before you heard a sickening crunch. Sungchan had, without a drop of hesitation, lobbed the head off the vampire and was holding her by her scalp.

“I’ll have another servant pick this up.” he tossed her head off the side of the manor as if it was a crumpled piece of paper. He wrapped you in an embrace, the blood of the woman that landed on his chest now coating you.

“I don’t have anything to protect myself with,” you replied. You were desperate. Maybe, you thought, you could use his obsession with you to get him to give you a stake under the guise of self-preservation. Shit, even some vervain would be useful.

“You’re right…” he whispered, letting go of your embrace and holding you at an arm's length. He brushed the hair stuck to your face away, as you were still sniffling. His hand lowered to the bite marks on your throat. “I’ll make it so that you’re as strong as me.”

As strong as me.

“Sungchan no-!” you were struggling as Sungchan held you with one hand gripping the back of your neck. In the dim moonlight, you watched as his fangs pierced his wrist and exposed his blood.

“No, please!” You had hit a new low, begging for your life.

“I need you safe… and I need you by my side forever,” his voice was melodic as he shoved his wrist into your mouth. You were struggling as he jammed it in as deeply as possible, but you refused to swallow. In your struggle, you two had collapsed onto the ground. He had you fully pinned down, and seemed to relish the fear and disgust in your eyes as is his other hand moved to pinch your nose.

“You know you want to,” he purred, his lips now next to your ear. You were running out of air and the tears and snot were running down your face as you vigorously tried to shake your head no. “I know you love the power you feel when I bite you. When you get to boss the servants around. You’re mine. And now…”

You gulped, your eyes wide in horror as realization set in. His blood flowed down your throat, an ambrosial taste of iron now flooding your tongue and throat.

“Now… you’ll be your whole self with me. Forever.”

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[miyasi]

𖤐 𓈒࣪ ᭡ ˖ miya ! they/them

K-Pop

Seventeen, NCT Dream/WayV, Le Sserafim, Twice, TXT, Stray Kids, Aespa, Enha, ZB1, Riize(OT7 4EVER!)

Anime/Games

Haikyuu, BSD, Blue Period, Black Clover(some characters) and Genshin

When asking for ideas with a character/person, Please specify female, male or GN reader(also sub and dom). Pick scrabble or long fic because I will choose for you if you don’t!

Things I will write:

- Male Reader

- Female Reader

- GN Reader

- NSFW

- SFW

- Dom Reader

- Most Kinks

- Sub Reader ( I might not write ur req )

- Omegaverse

- Yandere (to an extent)

- Scrabbles

- Long Fics

- Soft/Hard Hours

- Smau

- ____ x Reader

- Character x Character (sometimes)

Things I will not write:

- Scat

- Piss

- Murder (in a relationship)

- R4pe (cnc is fine)

I will add more later on!

[luvyeni]

luvyeni's masterlist pt. 4 🤍...

F- fluff A- angst M- smut S- suggestive 💬- text/smau

recent work: he said he likes crazy girls

upcoming: sex fashion and guitars ( jaemin smau )

🤍 ... STRAY KIDS !

♡... reactions: selling my boyfriend [💬] | someone walking in on you [M] | finding your tumblr [💬] | you attract what you fear [M] | helping you cum [💬] | you cum too fast [M] | calling them daddy [M] | turning your location off [💬] | crazy girls [💬] | other girls [💬] sending nudes during a arguments [💬]

bangchan

secret relationship [M][💬]

things he says during sex [M]

♡... drabbles: 1 |

lee know

everyday text with lee know and jisung [💬]

things he says during sex [M]

♡... drabbles: 1 |

changbin

friends with benefits [M][💬]

things he says during sex [M]

♡... drabbles:

hyunjin

poly! relationship with hyunjin or felix [💬]

on camera — 1.4k [M]

♡... drabbles:

han jisung

everyday text with lee know and jisung [💬]

♡... drabbles: 1 | 2

felix

a very happy ending — 2.3k [M]

poly! relationship with hyunjin and felix [💬]

good shot — ft. bokseungah 4.1k [M]

♡... drabbles:

seungmin

good shot — ft. bokseungah 4.1k [M]

♡... drabbles: 1 | 2 | 3

jeongin

text with yandere! jeongin [💬]

everyday text with bf! jeongin [M][💬]

things he says during sex — 0.1k [M]

good shot — ft. bokseungah 4.1k [M]

♡... drabbles:

♡ ... HARD HOURS !

just the tip w/ bang chan and seungmin [M]

🤍 ... ENHYPEN !

♡... reactions: enhypen being jealous [💬] | selling my boyfriend [💬] | someone walking in on you [M] | valentines day with them [M] | you cum too fast [M] | wearing a white shirt [M] | both of you being yandere [M] perv!enha 8th member [M] | getting off in a plushie [M] | finding your tumblr [💬] | husband prank [M]

jungwon

soft launching your relationship [💬]

♡... drabbles:

heeseung

10 days to fall in love [💬][M][F][A]

♡... drabbles:

jay

little pink book — 2.7k [M]

♡... drabbles:

jake

text w/ loverboy! jake [M][💬]

♡... drabbles: 1

sunghoon

mr.vampire — 1.5k [M]

♡... drabbles: 1 |

sunoo

loving the commoner — 2.9k [M]

♡... drabbles:

ni-ki

♡... drabbles:

♡ ... HARD HOURS !

🤍 ... NCT DREAM !

♡... reactions: calling them by their first name [💬] | sex ban [💬] | selling my boyfriend [💬] | song prank [💬] | unintentionally turning him on [M] | wearing their shirts [M] | wearing a vibrator [M] | lower v taper fade [💬]

mark

fwb! plug mark [M][💬]

valentines day with poly haechan and mark [M]

♡... drabbles: 1 | 2 |

renjun

♡... drabbles:

jeno

poly! realationship with jeno and jaemin [M] [💬]

♡... drabbles:

haechan

perv!boyfriend headcannons [M] — 0.3k

valentines day with poly haechan and mark [M]

♡... drabbles:

jaemin

poly! realationship with jeno and jaemin [M] [💬]

taming the pillow princess [M] — 1.8k

♡... drabbles:

chenle

♡... drabbles:

jisung

♡... drabbles: 1

♡ ... HARD HOURS !

🤍... RIIZE !

♡... reactions: one of your hoes prank [💬] | selling my boyfriend [💬] | someone walking in on you [M] | teasing them while they're live [💬] | after the sex ban [💬] | not friends but not dating [M] | finding your tumblr [💬] | possessive riize [M]

shotaro

♡... drabbles: 1 |

eunseok

poly! relationship with with eunseok and seunghan [💬][M]

poly! relationship with eunseok and sungchan [M][💬]

♡... drabbles:

sungchan

poly! relationship with eunseok and sungchan [M][💬]

the weekend — 3.6k [M]

co-parenting with obsessive!sungchan [💬]

controlling boyfriend [M]

♡... drabbles: 1 |

wonbin

♡... drabbles:

seunghan

poly! relationship with with eunseok and seunghan [💬][M]

poly! realationship with seunghan and anton [💬]

practice room — 1k [M]

♡... drabbles: 1 |

sohee

perv! boyfriend sohee head cannon — 0.3k [M]

♡... drabbles:

anton

poly! realationship with seunghan and anton [💬]

♡... drabbles: 1 |

♡ ... HARD HOURS !

sohee being a perv on live [M]

academic rival eunseok [M]

©️LUVYENI

[atinycafe]

yandere school (+18) tropes [riize, atz, tbz, txt]

with: seunghan (riize), wooyoung (ateez), juyeon (the boyz), soobin (txt). warnings: mdni!! yandere (non-con but u have a crush on them so oh well!!), slight dacryphilia (seunghan), split play (seunghan), nipple play (wooyoung), degradation (wooyoung), sub x sub (juyeon), dry humping (juyeon), drugs (soobin), masturbation (soobin), cum eating (soobin) note: THESE MEN ARE WRECKING MEEEEE, like ateez were my ults, but omg bro. riize especially like omg omg omg. sm free my man seunghan.

bully seunghan!! soooo mean, just loves to fuck with you. pinching your cheeks a bit too hard when your eyes meet. playfully poking at your sides, making you squirm in your seat. grabbing at the skin of your thighs, watching how the flesh squeezes in between his fingers. you try your best to brush it off, aware that he's doing it all for a reaction. but despite your efforts, tears threaten at your eyeline. you refuse to let them fall, so you sniffle into your loose sleeves, your lower lip trembling. you're attempting to hide your face, but seunghan won't let you. he firmly grabs your face, squishing your cheeks between his palm, making the tears escape. he grins widely as he pulls you closer, licking away your tears before forcing your pout open, to spit in it. he doesn't give you time to react before he delves into your mouth with his tongue. a low groan leaves his lips against your own as he pushes for more, playing with his own spit on your tongue, his fingers leaving crescent marks on your skin. he keeps toying with your swollen lips until you're breathless, shaking against him. when he finally withdraws, your eyes are wide, sparkling as you wait for his next move. and all he can do is laugh at your anticipation.

athlete wooyoung!! soooo nice to you, he's nice to anyone really. but especially you. his little cheerleader. shoots you these little smiles after his runs, eyes dipping to your shorts when you glance away, like he's low-lidded eyes savoring the sight. his gaze shifts to a teammate, and when he catches them eyeing the same thing, he tightens his jaw. with a half-smile, he beckons you over, mentioning something about grabbing hurdles from the shed reserved for sports gear. flashing your biggest grin, you skip his way, all set to lend a hand. as the door clicks shut, you're ready to lift the first hurdle you see, but wooyoung gently stops you, his hand on your wrist. confused, you lock eyes with him, only to realize he's way closer than you thought. you try to step back, but he's not having it. his grip on your wrist tightens as his other hand opens up your jacket, unzipping it. words get stuck in your throat as he bites your neck, sucking a bit hard, fingers now toying with your left nipple over your shirt. he twists and pinches hard, alternating between the two, mumbling things about you being an attention whore and how he needs to teach you to calm down. by the time he's finished with you, your neck is full of red marks and your nipples are so sensitive, it almost hurts to have your shirt brushing against them.

nerd juyeon!! soooo shy, can hardly meet your gaze during tutoring sessions. it's gotten to the point where you rest your head on your hands, palms down, attempting to catch his eyes. a slight pout graces your lips, your thighs gently brushing against his jean-covered legs. he moistens his dry lips as his gaze falls on your lovely lips, nervously twirling his mechanical pencil around his knuckles. for a brief moment, both of you lock eyes, taking a break from the calculus exercises. that is until a text notification interrupts the silence. glancing at your phone, screen visible to anyone, you only catch soobin's name before you're unexpectedly lifted, settling onto juyeon's lap, nestled between his chest and the table, a subtle pressure in the small of your back. your eyes widen in surprise, locking onto his. his brows shoot up, a mix of uncertainty and a hint of annoyance dancing behind them. a deep blush stains his face, so intense it's almost as if he didn't just plop you onto his lap. you attempt to shift away, but he pulls you back down, causing an unintentional, awkward grind against his bulge, making the both of you mewl out. juyeon can't help but guide your hips to match the rhythm he just set, harder and harder, until you're both drooling on each other's shoulder, pants just as soaked.

dealer soobin!! sooo laid back, you smoke with him for free. every friday winds down with you chilling in his car, him rolling a backwood as you sit pretty in his passenger seat. this time, though, he doesn't have his usual grinder on him, nor his papers, nor his lighter, which is.. out of character for him. but no worries, he whips out these sativa-infused gummies. he urges you to take one, fingers pushing it to your mouth before pinching your bottom lip teasingly. then three, than eight, and the world gradually eases its pace. soobin's gaze remains fixed upon you, as you recline against the headrest, emitting soft laughter at the hello kitty charm suspended from his rearview mirror. you look so pretty like that, soobin can't control himself, he just slides his hands in his pants, grabbing his cock, stroking it softly to feel it come to life in his hand. he wraps his hand at the base, gazing at the apples of your cheeks that pop out from your blissful smile. his long fingers tighten around his dick, his movements growing more intense and messy as he nears his release. he finally lets himself cum, some of it shooting to your low rise jeans. you don't even react, too high out of your mind, your attention now on the mess he has in the backseat. he takes some time to catch his breath, head falling against the window, his clean hand sliding through his hair. he finally stares down at his hand, the translucent liquid sticking uncomfortably in between his fingers. he calls for you name once, watching how you slowly turn your head to look at him before he pushes two of his fingers past your mouth, forcing you to lick him clean.

masterlist | taglist in comments | feedback is appreciated :)

[oracle-of-dream]

Fanfic Masterlist

Started: 08/17/2023

Updated: 04/20/2024

Total Works: 38

Accepting Commissions: DM for requests!

WIPs?

Series

Photo Finisher Yechan - 82Major Jeno - NCT Dream Woong - AB6IX Mingyu - SVT

Appreciation Posts Jeno, Jaemin, Soobin, Wonbin, Riwoo, Shinyu, Matthew, Juyeon

TXT

Imagines

Yandere TXT

Smut

Soobin The Palm of His Hand Your Admirer

H. Kai Dumb Bunny

Yeonjun Boy Toy

Taehyun We're Even

Series

Enhpyen

Imagines

Jay Something Special

Jake A Bedtime Message

Jungwon Jungwon's Birthday Gift

Smut

Heeseung Working Hard

Jake DSL Him or Me

Sunghoon Frame by Frame Cocky Guys

Jay Favorite Seat

Series

Enhypen Under Pressure A Desperate Drink

TBZ (The Boyz)

Imagines

Sunwoo The Cuite At The Carwash

Smut

Eric Regular Maintenance

Series

NCT

Imagines

Smut

Jisung Snapshot

Jeno The Boy Next Door The Boy Next Door pt2 Photo Finisher

Series

Riize

Imagines

Anton Love 119 Sungchan Unexpected

Smut

Anton x Wonbin Alone Together Pt. 1 Wonbin Hotel Hookup Sungchan Mr. Trainer

Series

OT7 Sweetness, 2, 3

BND (BoyNextDoor)

Imagines

Smut

Leehan Home Sick

Series

Leehan Nothing but Bad News

SKZ (Stray Kids)

Imagines

Smut

Lee Know A Dark Opportunity

Series

ZB1 (Zerobaseone)

Imagines

Smut

Taerae Submissive and huh?

Series

WayV

Imagines

Smut

Winwin Dinner with Friends

Series

Xiaojun Never Really Alone, 2

SVT (Seventeen)

Imagines

Smut

Wonwoo Stress Relief

Mingyu Photo Finisher

Series

[8myass]

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‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊ 8myass main (nct) masterlist ‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊ +:ꔫ:﹤ side masterlists: riize, seventeen, stray kids, txt, (g)i-dle, aespa, blackpink, itzy ﹥:ꔫ:+ﾟ

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ m - mature, f - fluff, s - suggestive, a - angst ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ ｗａｙｖ　映ゾ気. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

ｑｉａｎ　ｋｕｎ　ハヮ扱. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ nothing here yet! ｄｏｎｇ　ｓｉｃｈｅｎｇ　オュば. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ nothing here yet! ｗｏｎｇ　ｙｕｋｈｅｉ　ル ア. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ nothing here yet! ｘｉａｏ　ｄｅｊｕｎ　内移猿. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ nothing here yet! ｗｏｎｇ　ｋｕｎｈａｎｇ　げ河ゐ. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ smiles [yandere!idol!dery] a, m ｌｉｕ　ｙａｎｇｙａｎｇ　扱竹よ. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ nothing here yet! ｏｔ７　ぎ穏生. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ nothing here yet!

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ ｎｃｔ　ｄｒｅａｍ　悦にナ. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

ｈｕａｎｇ　ｒｅｎｊｕｎ　ソ誕ド. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ nothing here yet! ｌｅｅ　ｊｅｎｏ　クのぺ. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ nothing here yet! ｌｅｅ　ｄｏｎｇｈｙｕｃｋ　ぽレカ. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ hate sex {req} [enemy!hyuck] a, m ｎａ　ｊａｅｍｉｎ　ツ越゠. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ camera [yandere!jaem] a ｚｈｏｎｇ　ｃｈｅｎｌｅ　悪為な. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ nothing here yet! ｐａｒｋ　ｊｉｓｕｎｇ　゠ーぜ. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ restraints [yandere!ji] a, f all your fault [yandere!ji] a ｏｔ７　ぎ穏生. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ nothing here yet!

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ ｎｃｔ　１２７　キ鉛バ. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

ｌｅｅ　ｔａｅｙｏｎｇ　握猿何. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ nothing here yet! ｍｏｏｎ　ｔａｅｉｌ　英偉め. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ nothing here yet! ｊｏｈｎｎｙ　ｓｕｈ　あヺも. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ nothing here yet! ｎａｋａｍｏｔｏ　ｙｕｔａ　ヶ営ぷ. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ nothing here yet! ｋｉｍ　ｄｏｎｇｙｏｕｎｇ　れフ永. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ nothing here yet! ｊｅｏｎｇ　ｙｏｏｎｏｈ　化ゴ尉. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ sunshine {part of jae's bday event} [stalker!ex-bf!jae] a, f "soft" bf texts {↑} f, m sweetheart {↑} a, f valentine {↑} a egotistical {↑} a, m ｋｉｍ　ｊｕｎｇｗｏｏ　の怨が. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ nothing here yet! ｍａｒｋ　ｌｅｅ　可ッ科. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ caretaker [bsf!mark] f ｏｔ９　緯フ浦. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ nothing here yet!

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ ｎｃｔ　ケ炎エ. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

ｏｔ２１　ゑりリ. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ nothing here yet! ｏｔ２３　わザア. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ nothing here yet!

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

ｓｅｒｉｅｓ　エラ嵐. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ nothing here yet! ｈａｒｄ　ｔｈｏｕｇｈｔｓ　のハヒ. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ nothing here yet! ｓｏｆｔ　ｔｈｏｕｇｈｔｓ　イ縁緯. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ nothing here yet! ｈｅａｄｃａｎｏｎｓ　艶委ゆ. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ nothing here yet! ｄｒａｂｂｌｅｓ　ータイ. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ nothing here yet!

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

[sehodreams]

not sure if you already written some yandere stuff but if not, how do you think a yandere wonbin will behave?

Maybe mafia!riize (2) counts, but in that concept Anton and Eunseok seem to fit more than Wonbin, and I also have a stalker!eunseok that might interest you.

Yandere!Wonbin sounds really interesting, I'm not that familiar with the genre (though I've watched a couple of animes related to it), but if I'm not thinking in a mafia au like the one I mentioned before, I kind of see him as the classmate that silently follows you around and that already has a reputation with being "odd", or the popular boy that had everything he wanted (Again, sorry if what I imagined It's not correct, I just did a quick research).

TW and tags: dark!riize, yandere!Wonbin, stalking, manipulation, mentions of sexual assault.

There's just something about his aura and physical language that creeps people away, and since he's always by your side, talking to you softly and always looking at you with bright eyes, you never understand when the others tell you to be careful with him, that there's something that really alarms them whenever he's with you and that you should never fully trust him.

Wonbin wouldn't say anything when you tell him what others say about him and you would laugh it off, and since he sees you don't believe them, he wouldn't mind, just smiling at you and shrugging his shoulders.

However, inside he's already thinking how much people don't understand the love he has for you.

He's not the violent kind, he's more, like he likes to call himself, a little fan, watching you from afar and enjoying every little interaction to the fullest.

At first having him around was comfy, he only treated you as a friend and offered his help whenever you didn't understand something in class, but then things started to get weirder, and the warm sensation you had before when he was around, would burn you now.

You felt observed most of the time, it didn't matter if you tried to only study in the library for an hour or if you were forming in the queue for your coffee, you would feel your neck hot with the sensation of someone's eyes over your every move.

It would only be a matter of time until you notice that you have the same sensation when you're next to him, and soon, you wouldn't want him around you anymore.

You would try to run away from him with the help of your friends, saying hi but going to other places whenever he arrived, and not answering his texts as often as before with the excuse of being busy.

He would be disappointed, thinking they are the cause of you not loving him like you used to do (not that you ever loved him, you just saw him like a friend until you started to notice that he didn't see you just like that).

Still, he wouldn't physically hurt them, he knows that would be too obvious and would scare you away, so the best option, for him, is to shoo them, that way you would only have him by your side, and you wouldn't have an option but to love him like you did before.

He doesn't know how to charm everyone, but he knows how to look innocent, and that's more than enough to leave him out of the problem that he would create.

Spreading rumors about you was more than easy, taking into account how much he has observed you before, it wouldn't be hard for him to find a way to make you look bad. If you were having more meetings than usual with your professor to ask for advice, he'd plant the idea of you opening your legs for better grades. If you were talking a bit too much with your best friend's boyfriend, a picture of you just talking in the street would lurk around school with a message saying you had an affair with him.

Anything for him, would be a gun, ready to kill the good girl reputation you had.

People love gossip, people love pointing at someone and talking behind their backs, so he only had to start it, and everyone would intensify it, adding lies and breaking you with their disgusted eyes and whispers, not even your supposed friends daring to look at you or being seen with you.

But not Wonbin, never him, the boy who loved you the most in the whole place would never say something like that, and giving you his shoulder, you could cry as much as you wanted, "it's okay, I know nothing of that it's true, I'll always be here for you", convincing you that, if there was someone in this world in your side, it was him.

At least, that's one kind of yandere!Wonbin, the soft loving one, the other kind, would simply take everything with his own hands.

The other Wonbin, the confident, popular and loved one, would be hard to attract.

You don't even understand why it was you, he could've chosen anyone else who would gladly give him the attention he wanted, and you, on the other hand, wouldn't even try to be in his presence, not daring to interrupt the pretty view of him with his group of friends.

He had everything he could ever need, you don't know if he's rich, there are rumors, and he definitely wasn't the smartest person academically, but he was gorgeous, and you knew that was enough to get far in life.

That's why, you didn't understand what was his need to be behind you all the time.

He would follow you to the library, trying to make conversations with you, "could you help me with this?", he'd say showing you a question. You didn't understand why he asked you, but you didn't have any reason to not help him, so you just did.

He would grip onto that, bringing you more and more questions to learn from you.

Then, he'd offer to take you home with the excuse of paying the favor, and no, he won't take a no for an answer.

He never said it, but you felt there was something happening behind the scenes, his friends would look at you when you walked out of class, or when you sat to eat on your own in the cafeteria and he sat in front of you to keep you company.

He doesn't know how to maintain conversations, even less how to joke, so instead of feeling relieved to have someone around, you would feel extremely uncomfortable, starting to run away when you saw him or his friends near.

And that, of course, would bother him.

Who were you to escape from him? If he showed you an attention he didn't give to anyone else, you should be grateful and receive him with much pleasure, everyone saw you weren't on his level, and you already gained so much from being seen with him, people recognized you, knew your name, and of course it was because you were Wonbin's girl, but being his girl was much better than being nobody, right?

"Don't make me mad" he said when you tried to leave home without him, and you tried to not think much from it, but his voice was so full of decision and darkness that you stopped in your place and waited for him to be on your side, "that's what I thought" he said when you let him take your hand.

You didn't know why you accepted him, he never asked you to be anything, not even his friend, so you had the freedom to leave and not think about him, but you knew, deep inside, that he didn't make jokes, and that if you made him mad, he'd do something about it.

Just like when you tried to refuse his hand prying down your skirt, making a pretty collar with his hand in your throat, he'd take anything from you if he wanted, it didn't matter how he did it, so instead of saying no, you preferred to just not talk and count the days until you could run away from him.

[1m4mess]

Welcome, to the directory

What/Who I write for:

Enhypen

Riize

Ateez

Stray Kids

Zerobaseone

Seventeen

TXT

Prompts/Genres: Fluff, Angst, Smut, and no yandere content

Creds to the creator(s) of the header(s) on Pinterest btw

Masterlist:

Riize:

Anton soft thoughts

Threesome with Wonbin and Sunghoon

Overstimulating Anton

Enhypen:

Sub! Sunghoon

Mean!Dom! Sunghoon

Threesome with Wonbin and Sunghoon

Love at first sight with Idol!reader

Ateez:

Soft cuddles with Wooyoung

Zerobaseone:

Softie Ricky <3

TXT:

Huening Kai falling for idol!reader

Skz:

Hyunjin with model!reader

Pet names with Lee Know

Caught: Jeongin x reader

Seventeen:

Junhui boyfie stuff

[riizeblr]

Dark wonbin who likes to force himself on reader in public or semi public places. Because it turns him too much

omg. ceo!wonbin’s assistant.

rating: 18+. mdni.

content: noncon, ceo!wonbin x assistant!reader

wonbin had seen the way they looked at you. their eyes lingering in jealousy as you placed perfectly written paperwork and a cup of steaming coffee before him. your clothing perfectly fitting your figure, accentuating your curves, your hair styled in the way that suited you best, and your makeup drawing attention to your pretty features, eyes looking big and lashes long. you were so obedient as he sent you away, task after task leaving his lips until you shut the door.

they commented on it, envious of the perfect, pretty assistant he managed to obtain. they asked him how far your obedience got him and he did nothing but grin, a chuckle leaving his throat as he began to speak again.

wonbin counted on them staying behind. talks of their own businesses beginning throughout the meeting, eyes locking with other wealthy ceo’s that could benefit them and their business. wonbin could hear their laughter, see their silhouettes behind frosted glass as he hoped they could see his. and yours.

he had chosen the position on purpose, noticing the way their eyes had gravitated towards your backside when you walked past them during the meeting, the aroma of the perfume wonbin had meticulously selected drawing their noses to face you in search of the source.

with you bent over a leather seat, one that some of the business men had occupied that morning, he knew they could see the shadow of what they wanted. the curve of your ass and the arch of your back as he slammed his hips into yours. voices lulled and silhouettes grew closer, making you whimper and hang your head in shame and embarrassment.

it only made wonbin speed up and groan, an impactful slap of his palm against your ass followed by a rough grope. you whimpered, kicking your heel-clad foot off the ground.

“fuck,” he cursed, “such a tight hole.”

your nails sank into the furniture as you whined lewdly, digging deep and wonbin made a mental note to punish you for it later. hushed whispers of envious comments and judgements of his morals behind the frosted glass made his hips stutter. and you heard them, too, the light shakes of your head growing faster and faster.

[stayarmytinyzenmoa-l]

just marathoned the infatuation sungchan story <//3 i love sungchan too much sorry renjun if i see him in the pet store i would have fallen head over heels

i kinda wanna see the infatuation series to be like flipped (??) idk how to explain but yn is basically the yandere one or theyre also a yandere w him obsessing w eo

like yn and somi going to the pet store and he gets infatuated by sungchan with how cute he is and completely forgotten theyre getting stalked and becomes obsessed w sungchan

but also a part 2 of the recent sungchan drabble sounds good it may be angst but also comfort fluff w yn becoming guilty over leaving sungchan and even though somi and renjun is near they ran cause what is happening w sungchan? they see him crying and they comfort him (u could make it seem like somi and renjun followed yn idk)

INFATUATION thats a name i haven't seen in my inbox in a hot sec (aside from that one req) but also ugsdfhgfdjhg no me too Sungchan u caught my heart boyo!!!!

But also you know what I actually toyed with an idea similar before but with a different idol group, ATEEZ. It's in the drafts rn, but the whole thing is Seonghwa is the first Yan while YN goes through some descent into madness but yeah fun stuff! Maybe that will be a spooky season thing hehe

But no yeah that's a solid idea! There was a time that I planned to do a silly after-end thing once I finally sat down and finished Johnny's ending buuuuut we'll see hehehe anyway a part 2 👀 sure why not?

~

Infatuation AU Pairing: Yandere!Sungchan x Reader TW: Unsettling themes, Blood, Implied Self Harm Notes: I can see the need for a good ending but these infatuated boys will never know joy >:) [Part 1]

"Oh my god, (Y/N)!" Somi's arms wrapped around you tight, not letting you go for a minute, even when you eventually separated her hand still held yours. "Where have you been? We've been so worried!" She clasps her hands over yours now across the booth. You'd both decided to meet up at the Starbucks by campus, it was just the easiest place to pinpoint, you'd spent almost all of your undergrad there together and, for some reason, it seemed to be the safest place right now.

"I... I don't even know where to start, Soms..." you shook your head slowly. "I missed you guys so much..."

"Where were you?" Her eyes were desperate.

"Do you..." You looked around. "Do you remember Sungchan?"

"That kid from the pet store? What about him?" You were silent, and Somi pieced the story together herself. But, before she could say anymore, the door to the cafe opened and someone rushed in.

"Somi! I came as soon as you called!" Renjun was frantic, but he seemed to calm down as soon as he saw you. And you felt your heart melt at him. "(Y/N)..." your name was fragile on his lips. "Oh my god, (Y/N)," he reached for you and, for some reason, you flinched back, and Renjun's heart broke.

"Sorry," you muttered, rubbing your wrists habitually. Renjun fell into the seat next to Somi.

"What happened?" If Somi was desperate, Renjun was crazed. "Months, no contact, no sign, we've been looking for you nonstop and here you are... okay," he says. You didn't blame him for looking this way, hell, he's never looked worse.

"It's such a long story," you said. Then, your phone rang. And you answered it before Somi and Renjun could even think of looking at it.

"Hello?" You said quietly. The other two listened with baited breath.

"... Where are you?" Sungchan's voice was quiet too. You hesitated.

"At a Starbucks," you didn't exactly lie.

"... where?" He asked again. You swallowed harshly. "Please come home, I'm sorry, I know I said you could go, but... I didn't think you'd be gone this long. Please come home. I don't know what I'm going to do without you here. Come home, (Y/N)."

"I," you looked at your friends and you couldn't read their expressions. "I'll be right there." You rushed out. You remembered the last time this happened, the last time you were gone for just a bit too long and at that time you were just in the pet shop with the bunnies, imagine now, you're in a whole other town, and you had to take the taxi just to get home.

You were fumbling with the keys to the apartment when you realized the sheer ridiculousness of your statement. Home? When did you consider this hellhole your home? You didn't know. You didn't even have time to close the door when you ran in.

"Sungchan?" You looked around the apartment. It was quiet, too quiet. You started opening doors and cabinets, anything you'd think to check regardless of whether it was plausible or not, until, finally, you looked in the bathroom. You threw open the shower curtain, and Sungchan sat in the bathtub, legs pulled up to his chest and shirt twisted in such a strange way that you couldn't even fathom how it got like that in the first place. Sungchan looked up at you, phone still in his hand as if you were still on it, and he relaxed. "Oh..." you pitied him. And he reached for you, wrapping his arms around your legs and pressing his head against your thighs. You bent down slowly, adjusting so he was holding your shoulders instead. "It's okay, I'm here," you reassured him.

"I'm sorry," he says.

"It's fine, it's fine," you comforted him.

"I thought I was ready."

"It's fine," you ran your hands through his hair now.

"I..." Sungchan is cut off by a gasp. You look to the door and Somi has her hands over her mouth and Renjun... he was just quiet.

"Blood... blood," Somi's voice was muffled. You pulled Sungchan away from you for just a moment and near gagged. How did you not see that before.

"What the fuck..." Renjun mutters. "This? This is what you've had to do for months? Oh fuck..." he mumbles. His hand clutched his phone. "I'm calling the cops."

"Call an ambulance first! Oh god!" Somi panics.

"Sung? Sungchan?" You held his face in your hands and you look down at his arms again. "Why?!"

"You took too long."

~

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I love angsty fics, I really do.

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EXO

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RIIZE

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AESPA

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