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WYG Is Closing

Yes, unfortunately, you read that correctly. After a quick chat, we all decided that it would be best if we officially closed WYG. It’s not fair to you all to be constantly waiting for requests that we simply don’t have the time or energy to complete. We want to thank you all, though, for supporting us, for welcoming Cruz and LJ as admins, and just being open to WLW scenarios in the first place. 

We’ve really enjoyed writing for the blog and honestly, I can’t believe something I started on a whim grew as much as it did. I mean, 2,500+ followers? What the heck right? And because it still seems to be growing and because our notification activity never slowed down, we’ve decided to leave the page up. 

I’ll be working on creating a final and hopefully very well organized page so fics will be easily accessible on pc and mobile. But we have no intentions of posting new content. 

Again, thank you all for being patient and checking on us when we went on long inactive periods and I’m really sorry we can’t keep going. Love yall!

Admin Michelle

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Hey! I just read 'Confession' it was so good.. are you going to do a part 2?

Most likely yes, but I’m going to try and finish some of the long sitting requests before I come back to that.

Michelle

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Hey love, for which groups you write for? Couldn't find a list of them over my phone.

Here’s the post with the full list!

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Red Velvet Yeri A scenario where Yeri is asking out her first girlfriend, and her members teases her about it

Posted here! Sorry for the wait!

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Confession

Yeri x Reader (ft. supportive unnie line)

Word Count: 861

Admin Michelle

Requested

Yeri kept typing and erasing the same message, none of the words feeling right. Why was this so hard? The two of you had hung out before, plenty of times. So why was asking to meet up so hard this time around? She hated it. The fact that you brought out this side of her, the side that was shy and a nervous wreck and couldn’t put together a complete sentence. This wasn’t her. She didn’t act like this with anyone else. Just you.

Yeri had known for a while that she was attracted to girls. She had talked to her members about it and had accepted it, was happy about it because of the relief she felt once she realized. But you weren’t just a girl. You were one of her best friends. Even worse, you were the first girl she had ever really liked. At least, the first girl that wasn’t an idol or some other silly celebrity crush. In those cases, she never had to worry about them finding out and, even if they did, she only saw them at end of the year events and festivals. It was easily avoidable. But you? If you found out how she felt, there were so many things that could change.

This worry had left her laying on the couch in the living room, staring at her phone. All she had to do was ask you to hang out. She would tell you face to face to avoid long silences and anxiety between texts. She would tell you face to face and hope for the best. That is, if she could ever text you.

“You’re still here?” Yeri looked up to see Joohyun and Seulgi standing over her. “You’re usually with (Y/N) or Saeron when we have days off.”

Sitting up, Yeri turned to face the older girls. “Hypothetically speaking, if you had a crush on your best friend but have never had a girlfriend before, what would you do? Hypothetically speaking.”

Joohyun and Seulgi looked at each other, grinning, before turning their attention back to Yeri and plopping down on the couch behind her.

“Hypothetically speaking,” Joohyun said, wrapping an arm around the younger girl, “Are we talking about (Y/N)?”

“Pfft, no. Hah. That’s just ridiculous. Hah!” Yeri tried to laugh it off, but after seeing their unchanging expressions, she asked, “Is it that obvious?”

“Please,” Seulgi scoffed. “We were wondering how long it would be before you said something. You’ve been crushing on her since you met her.”

Yeri’s face was a mess, hot and red with embarrassment. She couldn’t help but wonder if it was really that obvious, if you had picked up on it the way the other girls had. Suddenly the idea of seeing you became even more frightening.

Noticing her embarrassment, Joohyun smiled and rested her hand on top of Yeri’s head. “It’s nothing to get so flustered about. She’s a nice girl. You should tell her how you feel.”

Voice soft and eyes focused on the ground, Yeri asked, “But what if she doesn’t feel the same way?”

“Why wouldn’t she?”

The question caught Yeri off guard. She started to explain that you were out of her league, that she didn’t want to ruin your friendship, any of the what felt like billions of reasons why she couldn’t bring herself to confess to you. But Joohyun and Seulgi silenced her worries almost immediately.

“Who are you?” Joohyun asked.

“Wha-“

“Who are you?” Seulgi’s voice echoed.

“I…I’m Kim Yerim.”

“Exactly!” Yeri jumped at how loud Seulgi’s voice had gotten but relaxed back into the couch and listened to what the older girl had to say. “Which means that anyone would be lucky to have you, because you’re smart and talented and a good person.”

“Not to mention you’re cute as hell,” Joohyun added, pinching Yeri’s cheek. Yeri slapped her hand away but couldn’t fight the smile that was spreading its way across her face.

“You guys really think I should do it?”

They both nodded their heads furiously, more than a little excited to see their youngest member growing up and dating. They wanted her to be happy and had seen how she was around you. Yeri took in a deep breath before making up her mind.

“Alright!” she said, getting up from her spot on the couch. “I’m going to tell her today.”

Joohyun and Seulgi stood up with her, giving her a bit more encouragement and last-minute advice. Grabbing her purse, Yeri headed for the door, pausing when she noticed the older girls doing the same.

“Whoa! Where do you two think you’re going?” Yeri asked.

“We’re coming too, obviously.” Joohyun had her phone in hand as if she was ready to record the whole thing. Yeri groaned. Of course they could never have a touching moment without at least one of them ruining it.

“I’ll be home later. And don’t follow me!”

“But-“

Rushing out the door, Yeri yelled back a “Bye!” and started making her way towards your usual meeting place, her fingers finally stopped shaking long enough for her to text you.

Let’s grab lunch. I need to talk to you.

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Hi I was wondering if you do poly requests? Like a female reader and two idols in a relationship? Sorry if you’ve answered this before lmao

Yes, we do! We actually have a couple already written that you can find in our poly tag. Feel free to send in others though since what we have is only for twice.

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Hey can you please write a fic for Irene from Red velvet in which she’s sick and the reader takes care of her? Also I’d really like it if you used Joohyun (her real name)! Although if you don’t/can’t, I understand!!! I really really like your works, they’re amazing!!:)

Posted! Sorry for the wait!- LJ

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Rest

Irene X Reader

Word Count: 873

Written by Admin LJ

Requested

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“Joohyun, get back in bed.”

You had been fighting her all morning. Ever since Joohyun had developed a cough the night before, you had been pushing her to stay in bed and rest, much to her disapproval. Joohyun was a busy little bee, always doing something, even on her days off from work, when most others would simply enjoy the time they had to relax or do something fun. Not Joohyun, though. No, she’d much rather give your apartment a deep cleaning, or get grocery shopping out of the way- something she had been trying to do for the past hour, despite her fever that had been rising since this morning, and her cough, which had gotten worse.

“(Y/N), really, I'm fine,” she persisted as you spun her on her heels and nudged her in the direction of your bedroom for the fifth time that morning, “it's just a cold. I can handle picking up a few groceries.”

You shook your head as you walked her back to the bedroom, a deep sigh escaping your lips at her stubbornness. “No.” Your voice was firm, leaving little room for Joohyun to argue. “Grocery shopping can wait. Now, lay down.”

Joohyun groaned in frustration as you pulled the blanket up to her chin, effectively tucking her in, much like a child (you had to admit, she was behaving a bit like one). “I feel fine. I can handle myself.” Joohyun said, though the weakness of her voice greatly contradicted that.

Joohyun was always so tough, always trying to do things herself, even when she didn't need to. It was frustrating sometimes, but it was also one of the things that made her who she was. You knew she'd be out and about if she were on her own, but it was up to you to make sure she didn't do anything stupid like that, knowing it would make her feel worse in the long run, no matter how much Joohyun wanted to deny it.

“You know,” you started, sitting on the edge of the bed, “the more you push yourself, the longer it'll take for you to get better. I've been telling you that all morning...” You reached over and placed your hand on Joohyun’s forehead, frowning at the warmth. “You've still got a fever. Stay here, let me see what we've got to help bring that down.”

You shuffled along to the bathroom to look for some medicine, rummaging through the cabinets, skimming over the various bottles until you found the advil you had bought months ago. There were only a handful of pills left, but you figured it was more than enough to help Joohyun until she felt better.

“Here,” you said as you returned to the bedroom, holding the bottle out to Joohyun,  who had sunk down under the covers. “This should help.”

Joohyun stared at the bottle in your hands, making no move to remove her arms from under the covers to take it from you. “Can you get some out for me?” She asked quietly, frowning ever so slightly.

“Oh, now you want me to take care of you.” You sighed, rolling your eyes. You twisted the cap off the bottle and placed the two pills in Joohyun’s hand, which she had barely slid out from under the blanket before passing her glass of water to her, which she had hardly taken a sip out of since this morning, and you couldn't help but shake your head. “You need to drink more.” You commented as Joohyun handed the glass back to you. “You have to stay hydrated.” She merely sighed in response, so you left it at that.

Silence fell upon the both of you soon after, so you settled for simply brushing the hair out of Joohyun’s face while she stared out at nothing in particular, her expression gloomy.

“I hate not being able to do things.” Joohyun mumbled after a little while, and you frowned. You knew it was hard for her- she rarely ever got sick, and when she did, it was like the end of the world. Staying busy was what Joohyun liked. She liked cleaning, she liked taking walks around the neighborhood, she liked going to work, so being laid up in bed while feeling sick might as well have been torture for her.

“I know,” you said, leaning down to kiss the top of Joohyun’s head, “but you'll feel better soon. You just have to rest.” You continued to adjust her hair, brushing it behind her ears gently while she laid there in silence.

Time passed, and you swung your legs up onto the bed to find a comfortable spot next to Joohyun while you kept her company, and her hand found yours under the blanket. You knew being close to her like this would probably result in you getting sick after her, but it would be worth it if it meant keeping Joohyun as comfortable as possible. “Are you hungry?” You asked quietly, turning to face her. “Do you want me to get you something to eat?”

Joohyun shook her head as she scooted closer and leaned into you. “No, I just want you to stay here.”

“Okay, I can do that.”

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Radio Star

Sana x Fem!Reader

Radio Host AU

Word Count: 1,254

Fluff

Image Credit

To say that Sana was fed up would have been an understatement. She was happy with her job, of course. She had done the seemingly impossible, working her way up from coffee runs to learning how the switch boards work to being given her own show. Sure, it wasn’t a prime-time spot and there probably weren’t too many listeners between 10 and midnight. But it was still a spot and her voice, her words, her feelings were still reaching people, even if it was only a few.

The problem wasn’t her job. The problem was the people that she worked with. Sana was the youngest on her staff and, on top of that, she was the only girl. She was in charge, but sometimes it certainly didn’t feel that way, members of her production team talking down to her or making it seem as if she couldn’t do her job because she was a woman. There had been a few instances where she had been very close to snapping, but she was determined to hold herself together. She didn’t want any outburst from her to give them anything to hold against her and she certainly didn’t want them to win by knowing they were getting a reaction out of her. But she felt so alone.

Before the show, the production crew would often get dinner together without inviting her. There were nights where she was the last one to leave, the others not bothering to stick around to see if she needed help or make sure she got home safe.

It was hard being the only woman on staff. So, when Sana���s boss brought you into the staff meeting, Sana couldn’t help but sit up a bit straighter in her seat. A broadcast major at the college nearby, you would be serving as an intern on Sana’s show. There was no one in the room at that moment who was as happy as Sana was. For you, this would be an opportunity to learn more about the field you wanted to go into and gain experience. For Sana, this was a chance to finally have a friend.

The first few days on the job, the members of the production team tried to stick you with a lot of the grunt work. You made runs for overly complicated coffee orders and ran errands such as calling and confirming guests for different episodes of the show. But Sana was determined to get close to you. One day, while you had been passing out the dinner boxes everyone had ordered to eat before the show, Sana gestured for you to come sit beside her.

You looked behind you to make sure that she had actually been pointing at you before going and taking a seat. You had only talked to Sana in passing, one of the other team members always finding something to occupy your time, but you were a fan. You had listened to her show plenty of times while you were up late studying and thought she was amazing. Her voice was soothing and her taste in music was amazing. Sana ended every episode with a nice poem and a sweet goodnight. While you knew that your focus would most likely always be behind the scenes, you couldn’t help but be fascinated by her. It didn’t help that she was beautiful on top of all that, so your heart was racing more than it may have been otherwise.

“How are you liking it so far?” Sana asked. Her eyes were big and beautiful, and she was looking at you so intently.

“I love it. Getting to see my favorite radio show being put together is really cool…” It wasn’t a lie. Even though you could go without the somewhat rude attitudes of some of the staff members, you did get to have down time while the show was live, and it was amazing to see. She was a natural at what she did. Sana smiled at your answer.

“I’m glad to hear that. I have something I’d like you to help me with.”

“Me?”

Sana nodded, her smile widening. “How would you like to help DJ the next episode? Pick a couple of songs that match well with the mood of the show.” The request caught you off guard, but you were nodding excitedly almost as soon as she had asked it. “Great. When you find some that you like, give them to Jamie and we can get them cued up for breaks.”

This was only the beginning of Sana giving you more responsibility. She started showing you how to do all sorts of things with the soundboards and general episode prep work like how they formatted the cue cards and how the telephones worked for when listeners called in. You had taken the internship to learn things and you were definitely glad that you were, but you hadn’t expected to be learning them directly from the host of the show.

The two of you stayed back after the others had left so you could ask questions and she could explain new things to you. She would always drive you home afterwards. Sana asked a lot about what it was you wanted to do once you graduated, more than a little disappointed that you weren’t going to try and have a show of your own.

“Why?”

“You have a beautiful voice. And a lot of really nice ideas,” Sana said. She kept her eyes on the road, her voice taking on that dreamy tone she spoke in sometimes when she was happy. “I know if you ever did start your own show, you would have at least one listener.”

You could feel your cheeks heating up. The person you admired and the reason you had chosen to go into radio was telling you that she believed in you. You couldn’t even begin to explain how much that meant to you. You tried to thank her but found yourself stumbling through your sentence. Sana smiled at you, pulling to a stop in front of your apartment building.

“I think you have a great future ahead of you,” she said. “And, even after this internship is over, I’d love to keep seeing you.”

“Y-you..Me? What?” You couldn’t seem to put together a coherent sentence and Sana couldn’t help but giggle at how flustered you always seemed to get at the smallest things she did. “I’m just an intern.”

“Well, Just An Intern, you’ve been a big help and a long overdue shoulder to lean on.” Sana angled herself a bit so that she was facing you more. You could feel yourself falling again, into that intense glance of her, those eyes that were always so caring. She leaned across the armrest and pulled you into a tight hug. Lips just barely brushing your ear, you could hear her whisper, “I really am so grateful that we met.” When she pulled away, Sana placed a hand gently on top of your head and smiled brightly at you. Giving you a quick head pat, she said, “Go on. Get some rest and I’ll see you tomorrow.”

You were left speechless at how intimate something as simple as a head pat felt. So you nodded and grabbed your backpack, getting out of the car. At the door to your building, you turned back to wave goodbye before heading inside. Once she saw that you were inside, Sana started the car’s engine and let out a content sigh.

“She’s so cute.”

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Hai there! Are requests open + what is the request rules?

Hey! Yes, requests are open. Rules for requesting are pretty simple, just be sure to tell us the group, the member and the story line. But try not to be TOO specific with requests because that actually makes them harder to write. Also, no smut requests for underage idols or you will be blocked. Michelle

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*whispers softly* please send in Hyunjin requests so I can sob and die, probably

(she's my ult gjskfjskds)

- Cruz

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Can I ask a requests now?

yeah, ask away!- LJ

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Me waiting for requests

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We're Rebranding!

Hello everyone!

It's been a while, huh? The other admins and I realized that aside from being busy with life and school stuff, part of our lack of motivation to write may be because of how repetitive it feels. That's not to say we don't enjoy writing for you all or have lost interest in Twice! However, as LJ put it, we can only write for the same 9 girls so many times.

So! In an attempt to get us back into the groove of things and shake it up a bit, WYG will now be taking requests for other girl groups as well, something I know some of you have been asking about for, well, a while.

Groups we can write for include:

Red Velvet

Blackpink

Loona

Dreamcatcher

Gugudan

WJSN

Lovelyz

GFriend

Pristin

CLC

Oh My Girl

AOA

EXID

DIA

IOI

Fromis_9

Weki Meki

Sistar

April

Elris

Twice

Please keep in mind, however, that the same rules apply. This is primarily a WLW fic account so we don't write from the male perspective. Smut is not a main priority and those requests take a backseat to other ones that we get. And we will absolutely not write smut for underaged idols. We have the right to reject any request we're not comfortable with as well.

Please be patient with us as we reorganize the blog to make up for the changes and feel free to send in messages, requests, questions, etc. We will be emptying the ask box so we can start fresh.

Thanks guys!

Admin Michelle

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hey this is probably a silly question but ive been looking for this fic i read for ages where mina's a spy/agent and i was sure one of the mods here wrote it but i cant find it i was wondering if you could help me at all?💗💕💘💝💓

Hey! I think you have us mixed up with a different fic account because none of us have written anything like that. It’s not a silly question though because I totally get wanting to find good stuff you’ve read before. Hopefully you find what you’re looking for! 💓

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update: also just got 2 boxes of girl scout cookies today i feel RICH

- LJ

I'm just curious. Is it true that when you're in college your meal mostly consists of fast food, instant noodles, canned goods, and coffee?

pretty much lmao my diet consists mostly of canned soup, instant noodles, frozen dinners, cereal, soda, coffee, and occasionally pizza

- LJ 

lol kinda depends. I moved back home so i do eat some real food every now and then but definitely mostly fast food and coffee. Convinced i no longer pump blood but coffee through my veins lmao

Michelle