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I moved accounts.

I decided to start fresh with a completely new account, as this blog was only a side blog. The new username is @tocherishanother . Much love! - admin aida

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im crisis-ing

has anyone ever acTUALLY eaten or seen a scone?

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↠M a s t e r l i s t↞

øOptional Biasø

The Early Morning

øNCTø

Moon Tae Il (문태일) ‣

Seo Young Ho (서영호) ‣

Lee Tae Yong (이태용) ‣

LeadGuitarist!Punk!Taeyong Social Media!Series - For the Love of Music     Preview// Segment One Coming Soon

Nakamoto Yuta (中本悠太) ‣

Qian Kun (錢錕) ‣

Kim Dong Young (김동영‬) ‣

Ten (ชิตพล ลี้ชัยพรกุล) ‣

Jung Yoon Oh (정윤오) ‣

Dong Si Cheng (董思成) ‣

Kim Jung-woo (김정우) ‣

Huang Xuxi / Wong Yuk-hei (黃旭熙)‣

Lee Min Hyung (이민형) ‣

Huang Ren Jun (黄仁俊) ‣

Lee Je No (이제노) ‣    

BadBoy!Jeno

Lee Dong Hyuck (이동혁)‣

Na Jae Min (나재민) ‣

Zhong Chen Le (钟辰乐 / 鍾辰樂)‣

Park Ji Sung (박지성) ‣

øEXOø

Kim Min Seok (김민석)‣

Kim Jun Myeon (김준면)‣

Zhang Yixing (张艺兴) ‣

Byun Baek Hyun (변백현)‣

Kim Jong Dae (김종대) ‣

Park Chan Yeol (박찬열)‣

Do Kyung Soo (도경수) ‣

Kim Jong In (김종인) ‣ 

The Intruder

Oh Se Hun (오세훈) ‣

øB.A.Pø

Bang Yong Guk (방용국)‣

‘Sin’derella    (Complete)                                                                                  Segment One//Segment Two// Segment Three

Kim Him Chan ( 김힘찬) ‣

Jung Dae Hyun (정대현) ‣

Yoo Young Jae (유영재 ) ‣

Moon Jongup (문종업) ‣

Choi Jun Hong (최준홍) ‣

a/n- I am willingly to write for any of the groups tagged below as long as I am comfortable writing the request and the request is age appropriate to the member it is requested for. I also will take no requests for a member that has passed away or are in a married relationship out of respect. 

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just some optional bias fluffy stuff

(a/n- this may be t.m.i but satan’s sacrificial waterfall is currently happening in my hooha so if any of the people reading this would like to telepathically send me some Hershey’s that would be nOIce)

(a/n- this is kinda suggestive like 7-year-old me thought stuff like this was scandalous)

“Hey,“ you whispered, poking (B/N) in the face.

"Hey, wake up,” you whispered, doing it again.

“(Y/N), it’s early, go back to sleep,” he groaned, and you sighed.

“But (B/N), can’t you see that the sky is awake?” you asked him and he groaned, putting a hand lightly over your mouth.

“No. This isn’t frozen, you aren’t Anna, and I’m not Elsa. That isn’t going to work,” he told you and you glared.

“Buh Uhm hugree!” you said around his hand.

“Then go make something,” he told you, and you gave him the sad eyes.

“No, I’m not getting up just to cook for you. I am tired, and it’s too early for that shit. I’ll make you something when I feel like getting up.”

“But the baby is hungry!” you complained after he moved his hand away, thinking he’d made his point.

“What baby?” he asked you with a skeptical look and you pouted.

“Our baby (B/N), it’s hungry, and that means I’m hungry too. Do you want you baby to starve? Do you want that (B/N)?” You asked him, rubbing your stomach. He rolled onto his side and propped himself up on his elbow.

“And since when are you pregnant?”

“Since a couple of seconds ago. I’m really hungry (B/N),” you laughed, leaning against his chest.

“I am not your slave, I’m your boyfriend.”

“Well you’re also my master chef, right babe?” you asked, leaning over and kissing him on the corner of the mouth.

“You know, you’re starting to irritate me,” he told you with a small smirk and you giggled, kissing his still frame again.

“Enough for you to go make me pancakes?” you asked with a little smile.

“No,” he said, but he was grinning like the fool you both were.

“Are you sure? Can I change your mind?” you asked him, kissing him yet again.

“I don’t know, maybe,” he said leaning forward and kissing you.

“Maybe? So what would it take then?” you asked, kissing him.

“I don’t know,” he smirked, kissing you. “It’s hard to say.”

“Hmm, maybe you can show me what you want then,” you smirked, and he chuckled.

“This,” he whispered, pressing his lips to yours and pulling you closer to him. You knew what he was implying, but you played dumb.

“But how will you have energy to make breakfast if you use it all kissing me?” you questioned and he chuckled, pressing his lips tenderly to the spot just below your ear before he murmured into it.

“First of all, I’m not going to just kiss you,” he pressed another tender kiss to the spot between your neck and your shoulder, “second of all, I’ll have plenty of energy,” he assured you, pressing his lips to yours again.

“I’m not so sure,” you told him, “You know, you’re really getting up there (B/N/N), you’re like old.” You teased him and he rolled his eyes and bit your neck softly.

“I’m not old, (Y/N),” he murmured, his voice lowering and coming out sort of husky. You giggled and pulled away from him.

“You know what I’m an independent women. I think I’m just going to go make my breakfast,” you told him, flitting out of the room and you heard him groan.

“(Y/N)!”

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hey rb and put in the tags the group that first got u into kpop and whether or not u still stan them it’s for science thx

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the ‘intruder’ - a kim jongin bulletpoint scenario

okay so you’re currently doing the dishes beCAUSE YOU’RE A GOOD WIFE ™

gently might I add to keep anything from making loud noises because ya husbando had a long day and finally got his needed rest time (not beauty sleep because if that man got any more beautiful i would kamikaze myself)

despite your efforts one of the dishes makes a very loud squeak because you’re a clumsy ass

you felt bad because jongin and the boys had been working very hard to prepare for the new comeback

finally finishing all the dishes you tiptoe to your shared bedroom because you’re a fucking ninja

crawling under the cottten sheets jongin stirs a little in his sleep, turning over and encasing you in his muscular succulent arms

“sowwy if i woke you up bb”

“don’t fret, i was already awake and waiting for you bb”

“that’s very sweet bb but you shouldn’t have done that bb”

“it’s too late, just go to sleep bb”

ANYWAYS

you placed your head right where his heart was the melodic beat slowly lulling you into slumber when you realize

oh shit

i forgot to lock the door

you begin to slowly slither yourself out of jongin’s grasp like a SNAKE ™ (*cough* *cough* I’m talking about phi phi o’hara on rupauls drag race *cough* *cough* wot)

despite your groWN UP age the darks always kinda spooked you and everything downstairs looked very eerie and dark

taking a deep breath, trying to clear your head of thoughts of the spooky things

you got to mario jump over your couch but you catch you foot on the corner almost falling flat on yOUR FACE

you got laugh when you see a shadow move past your window

OH HELL TO THE NAH

you best be bookin your ass out that house and into the po po station

moving to crawl over to the opposite side of the couch to hide your body from view

your mental breakdown ensues

“it’s happening. this is it. imma die. what aboUT MY FISH!???!?!??!???”

but then your mind reaches the conclusion that it could just be a teenager returning home past curfew deciding to take a short cut through your yard

ya that’s right (y/n) you’re an adult person you got this that’s not real

you force yourself to stand up and walk over to the door to check the lock

when bitch…beFORE YOU COULD EVEN LAND A FINGER ON THE DOOR KNOB IT BEGINS TO TURN

slapping both hands over your mouth to prevent yourself from screaming the door knob kept turning but ceased to open

oh thank fuck

you locked the door

you then sonic back to your room to wake jongin beCAUSE YOU NEED HIS MUSCLES

“JONGIN!!?!? WAKE UPPPPP!????”

(you whisper yell because what if the hooligans trying to get into your house hear)

“wot, honey?”

“someone’s trying to get into the house?”

and that’s all it took to get jongin awake because he’s a good husbando and will protect you at all costs IM SOFT

he reached under his pillow and pull out this large ass box cutter hoW THE HELL

“stay here. i’ll go check it out.”

“no way josé. you might need my help.” (“whO TF IS JOSÉ” sorry wrong time for vine references)

“(Y/N), i dont want you to get hurt”

“and I dont want you to get hurt either. what if you get injured and I wasnt even there to help you out. i wouldnt be able to function properly for a while knowing i didnt do anything to help.”

jongin shut his mouth although groves you a pleading look further expressing his want to keep you there

“fine, but you stay behind me at all time. got it?”

“aye aye captain”

walking out of the bedroom the silence of the house gave you goosebumps and the strange shadows the moon was actin down surely wasnt helping

even jongin’s present didnt full put you to ease

once you guys finally reach the kitchen without any sign of the intrueder, the only sound was you and jongin’s heavy breathing and the very quiet hum of the dryer

the dryer stopped shortly after playing a tune that could only resemble the tune of an ice cream truck

usually you found it very uwu worthy but now it was just plain spoopy

*CUE OBNOXIOUS CRASH SOUND*

you and jongin both jump like 87 feet off the ground (it’s like mario and luigi up in this beach)

jongin quickly calms himself down and runs over to the kitchen window while you’re still having a tiny brain aneurism

“i think i see some movement, i’m gonna go check it out.”

“no no no no no no no no no nO NO. that’s how people always die in He movies. hey Susan you wanna check out the growling that came from the empty attic. NO FUCKING THANK YOU BARB. you is not going outside to check what kinda heathen did that.”

jongin walked towards you his thumb slowly grazing your lower lip cupping your cheek

“you are absolutely stunning.”

“NOW IS NOT THE TIME TO MAKE ME ALL MUSHY AND GUSHY JONGIN DEAR THANK YOU VERY MUCH THO FAM.”

don’t worry baby girl. you’ll be fine as long as you stay in the house. when i go outside i want you to lock the door behind me. okay? don’t worry everything’s going to be fine.”

before you could get a word in he slips out the door

“JONGIN? JONGIN?”

but alas he was already out of earshot, although reluctantly you did as he told

you slowly walk back towards the kitchen opening the fridge pulling out a bottle of wine taking a huge swig because it haS BEEN A LONG (ass ride) DAY

it was comepletey silent for what seemed like an hour when in reality it was probably only five minutes

you mind begins to run and the more worried you got the darker the scenarios seemed to unfold, you felt the waterworks coming

interrupting your thoughts a loud squeaking noise ran through the house bouncing off the walls

it sounded like an old door opening on its worn, rusty hinges

you quickly recognized it as the old back door youve been trying to get jongin to fix for the past 5 months

but just because the person got the screen door open doesn’t mean they’ll get the actual door open…unless you forgot to lock it..

you made your way over to the kitchen drawer pulling out this LARGE ASS BUTCHER KNIFE (we going dexter in this beach)

the sound of the second door shutting rang out throughout the room, however had tried to get in succeeded

you heard movement from outside the window spotting jongin so that means the intruder had gotten inside

wishing you could scream for help although you didnt want to give up your hiding spot ducking underneath your counter top

the should of foootsteps only became louder as they got closer to the kitchen… damn if this person didnt kill you a heart attack surely would

you were surprised when he walked right past you to the other side of the kitchen his back facing you

this was you chance

as stealthily as possible you crept towards him ready to strike liKE A SNAKE ™

unfortunately the floor freaked and the intruder spun around to face you, you acted on impulse running toward the person

he quickly flickers on the kitchen lights and grabbed you arm wielding the knife causing you to drop it

“whoa whoa whoA CALM DOWN”

you heart screamed when you realized who it was

“what. the. fuck.?”

“whew you almost gave me a heart attack i thought you were going to kill me.”

“GIVE YOU A HEART ATTACK WHAT THE HELL CHANYEOL I ALMOST COLLAPSED ON THE GROUND AND HAD A SEIZURE FORM BEING SO SCARED AND YOU TALKING TO ME ABOUT ALMOST HAVING A HEART ATTACK I THINK THE FUCK NOT YOU TRICK ASS BITCH.”

“gave you a heart attack? i thought you were a murderer?”

you what someone come through the back door and its a very angry jongin carrying a very spooked baekhyun

“baek?! you were in on this too?”

“no kinda…chanyeol made me.”

your eyes closed as you exhale loudly, picking up the knife you dropped, before heading over to the kitchen cannot to pull out some Advil for you forming headache

“why are you guys here,” asked jongin dropping baekhyun to the floor

“chanyeol wanted to get you back for putting hot sauce in his coffee this morning” baekhyun blurted obviously afraid of jongin’s wrath

jongin chuckled slightly before shutting up completely at your glare

after downing the pill you turn back to the two boys asking,

“can you two assholes please just go home now?”

“yep.”

“now i know not to ask baekhyun for help on a prank ever again”

“JUST GO!!!”

he quickly followed baekhyun out the door leaving just you and jongin

you walked over to jongin as he wrapped him arms around your waist resting your head on his chest, “you better think of a real good way to get them back” “don’t worry im cooking up something real good”

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‘sinderella’- 방용국 (bang yong guk ) (segment 3 out 3)

‘sinderella’- 방용국 (Bang Yong Guk) (segment 3 out 3)

Segment One - Two - Three

3 Days Later..

I checked almost all strip clubs but I have yet to have found a stripper named (Y/N).

Junhong was annoying the living hell out of me, “She’s no Cinderella. You have to give up at some point.”

Sure, I realized that, but no one deserves to go through what she has.

Junhong and I came upon another strip club, ‘The Teaser’, how morbid.

They were advertising a special ’

fairytale show’. Seriously, how disgusting are the guys who want to see girls dressed up as Disney princesses in a strip club?

We continued to walk past when I noticed as poster on the brick wall. It her, a weird version of her, but it was her non the less.

“Junghong we need to get in there now.”

“Princesses?.. dude that’s kinda messed up, not gonna lie,”he raised his eyebrows.

”Shut up and follow me.”

Your Point of View.

I was sorting some costumes in the dressing room when I heard loud talking coming from the front room.

I glanced around the corner and saw Hyungmin arguing with a guy that looked oddly familiar, yet I couldn’t place him anywhere.

The man was very tall, well dressed, and had very distinct facial expressions.

I sneaked a little closer to listen more closely.

“I’m not going to buy her bro.“

“Well I wont let her leave just like that. She’s my best girl.”

”The hell is wrong with you dude? She’s not some racehorse.”

“She is mine. If you want her you need to show some initiative “

“Come on (Y/N) is a nice girl. She doesn’t deserve this ”

They were talking about me?

“Cindy, her name is Cindy,“ Hyungmin seethed.

“You’re sick, old man. Listen to this … ”

I placed my forehead against the wall trying to process what was happening. Who was this guy and why did he want me out of here?

All is a sudden something hard was placed on my shoulder, and I could feel a warm breathe on my neck.

I touched what was placed on my shoulder, it felt like a metal ring.

As I lightly turn my head I realize it was my silver ring that I had dropped being placed on my right shoulder.

“You lost this a few nights ago “ his familiar raspy voice was welcoming in my ears.

I turned around quickly with a huge smile on my face.

“Yong Guk?”

“Hey Kitten. Now that I am here please tell me you’ll stop pulling Cinderellas.”

I didn’t even know what to say. He came here. Just for me.

“Look you can have the job, but one condition.”

You nod your head in acknowledgment.

“Your job won’t change what we have ”

A smile graced his lips as well as mine.

“What exactly do we have?”

“I don’t know Kitten you tell me.”

“All I know is I feel the need to fight someone right now. How about you hit me. With your lips. On my lips. Softly.”

Yong Guk’s welcoming gummy smile appears on his lips.

Yong Guk then tugs your waist closer to his and pulls your lips into a tender kiss. As you pull apart you can’t help but wonder?

“I assume he belongs to you?”

“Ah yes. You see he’s what I call a distraction.”

Just then,

“YOU ARE A DISGUSTING OLD MAN.”

“That’s Choi Jung Hong for you, the royal joker.”

“What are you then? A prince?”

Yong Guk intertwined our fingers and walked me outside.

“I presume. Well then, princess, your carriage awaits. No pumpkin this time. I promise.”

He placed another passionate kiss on my lips and then pulled me towards tour van. My new home, my new life, my happy ending. All along with my royal jesters, and my very own Prince Charming.

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‘ sinderella ‘ - 방용국(bang yong guk) (segment 2 out of 3)

‘ sinderella ‘ - (bang yong guk) (segment 2 out of 3)

Segment One - Two - Three

Yong Guk’s Point Of View.

”Boring." I called out towards Himchan as we both were slumped into a booth overlooking the party. Our party, to be more exact. We had just released our new album, Noir, and we were all very excited. Although, a bunch of girls we practically throwing themselves at us, and non of us were having any of it.

“Seriously Yong Guk, I think you deserve a break the most out of all of us. Just try to let loose,” Himchan said moving to get another drink.

I took another slow gulp from my bottle. The door then opened letting in some air. I looked up to see if it was someone I new to possible make this night a little less boring. When my eyes landed on possible of the most stunning girls I have ever seen. Well, seems like the night just got a lot more interesting. I walked over to the bar ordering a drink for her and another for me. Confidently, I walked up to her.

“Hello there,” I said as I tapped her right shoulder.

She quickly turned around gazing at me we widened eyes. Oh god, please don’t let her be some insane fan.

“Hello, sorry, you just scared me," she chuckled and placed a hand above her heart before exhaling loudly, "... thought you were someone else."

Oh, so maybe, not a crazy fan?

“I'm sorry didn't mean to frighten you.”

“It's fine really, don’t worry about it.”

”Oh ... uh, I got you a drink "

“I was told not to accept drinks from strangers " she said with a smug smirk on her face.

”Well, Hello I am Yong Guk. See not a stranger anymore.”

[She giggled softly.

“Hello Yong Guk, it’s nice to meet you. I'm ... I'm (Y/N)."

Why did she hesitate ? Huh, weird. Maybe she was just shy.

“Pleasure to meet you. Now that we got to know each other I bet you can take the drink from me."

She chuckled, but then gently took the drink from my hand.

”Thank you, Yong Guk," she smiled and took a sip.

”You're welcome."

”So, how’s the party treating you so far?”" I asked her, attempting to get the conversation going.

”I just got here but the company is quite charming so I would say so, yes."

She thought I was charming? Well I mean I’m not one to disagree.

”Well I'm glad. My night just got that much better I have to say. ... you wanna go play a round of pool?”

She nodded her head and I lead the way towards the pool table, swiftly placing my hand on her lower back.

A Game Of Pool and A Few Drinks Later.

“May I have this dance M’lady?"  I mumbled into her ear, my face buried in her neck. I could feel the soft little hairs stand up as my breath touched her skin.

"You may,” she smiled and took my hand leading to the dance floor.

I took one of her hands in mine and placed another on her waist. She placed her free hand on my shoulder and chuckled.

“Is this kind of dancing really acceptable in a place like this?”

“Well, it’s surely Isn’t the normal way, but it’s my way.”

We slowly began to waltz around the linoleum floors paying no mind to the others around us.

“I make a bold move in bring her body closer to mine. She seems to relax into the embrace, so I burying my head in the crook of her neck. Placing a feather light kiss she tenses for a moment and then hums in approval.

“I lean in to place another when she moves away in alarm.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I wasn’t trying to make you uncomfortable.”

“It’s not you. It’s just getting crowded in here. Do you thinking we could move outside?”

Her eyes moving wildly around the room as if she was looking for someone or someone was looking for her. Although, it didn’t seem she wanted to be found.

“Sure princess, no problem.”

“It's beautiful " she cooed looking up towards the twinkling stars.

“It is..."

“So, are you a friend of the group,”she questioned me as we walked around the courtyard.

I chuckled lightly, she really had no idea who I was.

“No princess. I am the leader of the group.”

She appeared taken aback. Eyes wide and body frozen.

“Really?”

I nodded my head walking towards the big wooden canopy decorated with white fairy lights.. Pulling her inside with me I asked, “Could we carry on with what we were doing earlier?” My hands moved back to the places they were before. Pulling her ever so close. She placed her head on my chest. There was no music playing outside, but I didn’t think we needed it. After awhile of swaying back and forth she lifted her head looking me in the eyes.

“You have glitter on your cheek,” I told her, my tone playful, wiping the lone sparkle away.

“Price I pay for being a stripper. It’s practically apart of me at this point.”

“Wait, WHOMST?

“You are a stripper,” I asked practically choking on my own spit. She chewed on her bottom lip. Looking nervous as that reaction she was receiving from me.

“Shit, I wasn’t supposed to say that.”

“Is that why you’re here? Did someone pay you?”

She shook her head. Damn, she looked so sad. I didn’t mean to upset her. I was just shocked.

“No, no, not at all. I just heard you were looking for a new assistant to add to the team, and I’ve wanted to quit striping and I...”

“You’re here for a job?!”

”Yes, originally Yes, but then I met you. You were so nice and sweet. I just wanted to get a real job. I never wanted to be a stripper. It was hard for me to get here tonight because if anyone caught me here I would be dead meat. My friends helped me.. oh fuck.”

She quickly pulled her phone out checking the time.

“Wholey guacamoley, I gotta go.”

(Y/N) began to run away when I noticed a silver band fall from her hand.

I quickly walked over to pick the ring up and give it back, but she was already long gone. I needed to return the ring and get her out of there, but I only have a few days left till I got back to Seoul.

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‘sinderella’- 방용국 (bang yong guk) (segment 1 out of 3)

‘sinderella’- 방용국 (bang yong guk) (segment 1 out of 3)

Segment One - Two - Three.

“You're on in five, princess.” “But Hyungmin... I can't get on stage in five minutes, and clean the dressing room." “Well you will simply have to learn doll. You're just as ungrateful as your mother. Living in the light of my generous soul. I give you a roof over your head, a job, a purpose in life, and what do I get from you ? Nothing. A pout on those cute lips of yours. Well listen up princess, you get your ass out their and bring me some cash home and then you come back and clean the dressing room. Looks like you'll be doing a night shift, any problem with that?” “No, sir.” “That’s exactly what I thought, princess.” With that Hyungmin left and slammed the door behind him. I turned around and my eyes met my mirror image. I looked fake. Granted, that's how I was supposed to look. The tight, baby blue push up bra made my boobs look double the size, I had fake lashes, fake nails, fake bleached hair. Most importantly, a fake smile. Though, that’s all what those filthy men wanted to see. I made my way on stage swinging my hips to the bass line of ‘Na Na’ Trey Songz. I could hear the men hollering and clapping, I could feel their stares on me, and how their thirsty minds were ridding me of the few items of clothing left on my body. Frankly, I hated this job. I hated that I had no other choice for my life. Although, you see, I had no other choice. There was no other way for me to survive. See, it wasn't always like this. When Mom and Dad were still there everything was just wonderful. I had an amazing childhood. Then when I was a measly four-years-old my father, Allen, was diagnosed with tuberculosis. He passed away around three months later. Then my mother, Marie, met Hyungmin and his two awful daughters, Sohyun and Nayeon. That's when everything began to fall apart. Marie and I grew distant due to her paying more attention to Hyungmin. Along with the drug addictions and gambling the man brought along with him. Then came the overdose. The one person I had left, left me in a way I never would have though. I was then all alone with Hyungmin and the bitch-sters. Hyungmin, being the generous and imperial man he is, of course let me stay with them. Which for me meant cleaning up after them and being more of a maid than a family member. But the worst thing was my job. Hyungmin was the owner of ' Teaser ', you have probably guessed it by now, a strip club, yup.

Being the loving man he is, he offered me a job. When I say offered I mean he forced me to work here and then also tidy up after him. Why do I continue to do this to myself? The average person may question. Well I needed a roof over my head. I need a job, and I need food. I needed to survive. Who would hire a girl that went right from High school to the pole? Cindy. That’s who I was most of the time now. That was not my name, but (Y/N) seemed inappropriate for a stripper, too innocent, too nice. (Y/N) was no longer, and Cindy was here to stay.

I brushed the hairspray out of my curls and wiped the thick black eyeliner from my eyes as the door to the dressing room opened. Nayeon and Sohyun stride in, faces caked with layers and layers of overly orange face makeup. What seemed to be but a pound of bright red lipstick. Although, it seemed to flatter them. Their appearances were just as fake as their personalities. “Oh my god, Sohyun, I cannot wait for tonight. Scoring me a Singer. "Yea, I heard six of them were coming which means two....no three? For the both of us.” yeah, math wasn't their subject. Today was some album release/world tour for some famous korean pop band, which I admit, I am quite the fan of. But, of course, Nayeon and Sohyun had to attend. Always claiming the spotlight and eyes of lusting men. I deeply wanted to go. Not for fame or an easy hook up but a job. While watching one of their V-Lives I heard them stating them for looking for a new assistant to add to their team. Getting to travel the world helping attractive men. It also would mean I get to this this forsaken place. Guess who was forbidden to go? If you said me, I’d gladly give you a sponge bob sticker. First of all, I had no suitable outfit to wear without looking like complete scum. Second of all, I had so much tiding up to do. “It’s truly a shame our dear sister Cindy can’t attend.” “Oh, so sad.” Then I was left alone, once again.

“Nearly ten ‘o’ clock at night and I have yet to finish my “duties.” “(Y/N)? What on earth are you still doing here? I thought you wanted to go to that party, get yourself a proper job? Snatch a proper performer?" I looked up from my place on the floor where I was scrubbing the stripper glitter away. My eyes met the 6'4" tall frame of ' Teaser's ' most sparkling personality. Every Saturday from twelve to four in the morning we had a special program. The usual strippers left the building and we made room for Miss Ginger Snap and her little helpers.Yes, you guessed it, the drag queens. Miss Ginger Snap, who was actually called Gwangmin, was the head of a popular salon, and could bring out his wild and colorful side here every Saturday night. Or rather early morning? She was the sweetest person ever. Pretty much my only friend. “Hello Gwangmin, yeah well, I can't go I still have work to do ... and also I don't have an appropriate outfit. In these clothes I will never get a job.” Ginger only shook her head and then clapped her hands.

“Ladies, let's help this poor soul " Just then the others began to pile in. One plucked the rag from my palm, and started to scrub the floor. Another put the make up back into the correct place, and yet another one put the costumes into the right order. Gwangmin? Well she scavenged through the closet in the back of the room. She came out with a gorgeous black number and smiled proudly at her findings. “Put this one, sit down on the chair, and trust,” she instructed me. I did as told, and they began the “transformation.”

“Okay I think we are done my fellow bitches, you're ready to work this shit,” Ginger exclaimed and turned me towards I looked like a princess and not in the horrid way I normally did. This wasn't Cindy ...this was (Y/N). “....But I still have work to do " I felt really bad just leaving. I couldn't do that. Hyungmin would quite literally murder me. “Oh shut up. Listen we're going to finish cleaning up here which is no problem at all. Miles will drive you, but you need to be back at 1:00. I need Miles back and I need my jewelry back. Alright?" I nodded my head eagerly,”Yes, I can do that ... thank you so much.” “Yeah yeah whatever, just consider me your fairy godmother or some shit. Now you better work and get yourself that job. Shashay away.” I ran out of the club toward's my driver Miles, who was waiting for me in a bright pink sports car. “Your carriage awaits my dear " he joked as I jumped in, and off we drove towards the biggest opportunity of my life .... hopefully.

[tosomeonecherished]

high school badboy!jeno

•so this boi jeno is allegedly that BADDEST boi-yo in the education system

•nan nappeun giJIBAE WHERE ALL MY BAD GIRLS @

• anywhosies bad boi jeno wears fake leather (eat more chikin my dudes) jackets that are two sizes too big and black ripped skinny jeans

•has the largest collection of hot topic band tees to go underneath the jacket; my chemical romance, fall out boy, marilyn manson, pierce the veil

•you name it he has it (even has a damn nickleback shirt....fookin nickleback)

•anywhosies

•most people are intimidated by jeno but like hooOOOOOWWWwwww

•except like his friends, the dream team, who have all seen him smile before and they’re like “he’s a squish”

•*mark in the background* “HE SMILED AND MY UWUS LEFT THE FUCKING ATMOSPHERE”

•not necessarily a ‘bad person’ he just spends his free time not doing homework and putting whoopie cushions underneath Mrs.Butterworths fancy spinning chair

•”I DO WHAT I WANT BECAUSE IM PUNK ROCK”

•so..you’re like......a meme

•you tend to get out of all situations by using vine references or just being suuupper (junior) extra

•for example one time you were in the gym for school (ewww gym class) and the sport of the day was baseball and you did an entire rendition of “I don’t dance” from high school musical 2

•or the other time when it was the first warm day outside in a while and all the girls started wearing really tiny clothes and “THOT” was the only word that repeatedly left your mouth that day

•so one day you decide to go this high school party and by decide I mean forced by your bestie hyunjin (*cough* tru talent *cough*)

•anywhosies

•you’re like looking real 10/10 would recommend

•hyunjins in the back be like “THAT MY BEST FRIEND FUCK. IT. UP.”

•so you guys head to the kitchen to get some punch

•AND BY PUNCH I MEAN PUNCH BECAUSE YALL ARE NOT 21 AND THE ONLY TIME YOURE ALLOWED ALCOHOL IS WHEN YOU ARE AT CHURCH DURING HOLY TIME

•so hyunjins pours you guys your punch in the mythical red solo cups and when you go to exit the kitchen

•*BA BAM*

•you run right into something

•”oh shitaki mushrooms I’m sorry my dear plastered wall friend”

•”um last time I checked I’m not a wall but I’ll take that as a compliment”

•fuck

•you slowly look up to see

•*cure dramatic organ music*

•jeno *FAKE AUDIENCE GASPS*

•you look calm on the outside but on the inside you’RE LIKE I AM TOAST AT THIS POINT LIKE STRAIGHT UP COVER ME IN BUTTER AND GRAPE JELLY AND CALL ME A BREAKFAST FOOD

•but then jeno smILES

• _•

•”So do you have a sweeper, hyunjin?”

•”no whyyyyy?”

•”my god damn uwu’s just erupted everywheRE”

•jeno laughing this point

•you’re just gone

•*hyunjins mood* “NEW OTP I THINK SO”

You: “sooooo you come here often?”

Jeno: “are you trying to flirt with me?”

You:”depends....is it working?”

Jeno:”why don’t you go out with me sweetheart and find out?”

You: *jshsjshshsuhzbwkajsfuckinshitcuntjdbdjdibshsbsh* “i mean sure yeah that be cool”

Jeno: *wraps arm around your shoulders* “well then I know this really lovely cafe about a 10 minutes walk from here”

*in your mind* “I caN GeT hOT cOCo witH RAinBoW spRINKles”

•hyunjins standing there, watching you guys walk away, he’s wiping a tear away

•”my children”

[tosomeonecherished]

For The Love Of Music- Lead Guitarist! Punk! Lee Taeyong X Harpist! Soft! Reader

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