#S Coups Fanfiction

[ahlovelightaflame]

Never Knew I Needed ~ *Choi Seungcheol*

Summary: During an interview, Seungcheol is asked to divulge details about your relationship. He's more than happy to tell the interviewer how much he loves you.

Pairing: Choi Seungcheol X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluffyish Oneshot

Word Count: 1245

Warning: N/A

Masterlist

Taglist: @samepoisonsamevine @kpop-will-kill-me

"Choi Seungcheol, if I may ask a personal question?" The interviewer asked.

Seventeen's leader froze for a brief second before giving an easy smile and nod. "You may."

"Tell me, what is the most important thing in your life?"

Jeonghan snickered under his breath. "Man, we're going to be here forever!"

Seungcheol rolled his eyes before answering the question, "For starters, my family, though my brother sometimes gets on my nerves. And then I'd have to say Seventeen. I couldn't imagine my life without either of them. They're my family, whether by blood or not."

"You're so cheesy!" Junhui groaned and shook his head.

"He loves us! We're his favorite!" Hoshi proudly grinned.

Seungcheol rolled his eyes. "You guys are obnoxious! I'll take it all back!"

"Too late! You love us!" Hoshi shot back.

Joshua nudged his shoulder with a teasing smile. "You're still forgetting someone."

"Forgetting someone?" The interviewer leaned in a little with an encouraging smile.

Seungcheol looks down at his lap, a shy smile on his lips and his fingers anxiously twisting in his fingers in his lap. "They're talking about my girlfriend."

"She's more than your girlfriend!" Vernon piped up.

"They're practically soulmates." Joshua explained.

"He never stops talking about her!" Jeonghan added.

The interviewer gives Seungcheol an encouraging nod to continue. "Tell us more about her."

Though he knows he shouldn't, he does anyway, "She's special in her own unique way. I like to say she has this uncanny ability to be at the right place at the right time. Like when I first met her."

"Is that so?"

He nods. "I met her a couple years ago. She was working backstage of a music show and she had pulled me aside to fix my jacket and hair. I swear, I could've melted into a puddle right then and there. She was so kind and her touch was so gentle and her eyes practically were sparkling. I don't usually believe in love at first sight, but that day I knew I did."

"See? I told you they were soulmates." Joshua joked, earning a laugh from the other members of Seventeen.

"It wasn't until after she wished me good luck that I asked if she would be watching us perform. She said she watches everyone perform and that she'll be watching us as well. I'll admit, I put extra effort into my performance that night. After we won and we were getting ready to leave, I found her cleaning a green room and gave her my number before running off. She texted me on the way home."

"She probably felt bad for the dork who was trying and failing to flirt with her." Minghao snickered under his breath.

"He was so bad at flirting when they first started talking!" Seungkwan explained. "It was painful to watch!"

Seungcheol rolled his eyes. "As you can imagine from their reactions, they teased me for my relationship with her and how much I talked about her. But eventually, they started begging me to meet her. I was nervous at first, since it's a big step, but eventually I brought her to meet the group. And they loved her immediately!"

"She's nicer than you!" Dino piped up with a cheeky grin.

"She's so sweet!" Mingyu nodded. "We love having her around."

Jeonghan dramatically sighed before saying, "She's practically taken my spot as mom of Seventeen. I've been replaced!"

"You have not!" Seungcheol shot back. "Remember? As soon as you brought that up, she told you that she could never replace you and told you how important you are to Seventeen. She totally inflated your ego beyond belief that day."

"And I thank her everyday for it." Jeonghan replied with a smile.

Turning back to the interviewer, Seungcheol continued his story. "That was the day I realized how much I love her and I told her that very night. It's also when we had our first kiss."

"So romantic!" Hoshi wistfully sighed before bursting into giggles.

The interviewer nodded at their response. "Sounds like you love her very much. But to be honest, there have been some rough times, haven't there? I'm sure dating a celebrity such as yourself is no easy feat."

Seungcheol gives a small wince. "Well, yes, we've had our moments where things don't go according to plan. But we always work through our conflicts to the best of our abilities."

"Like the World Tour Incident." Jihoon interjected.

The rest of Seventeen shudders at the thought, making the interviewer intrigued. "Please, tell us what this incident was about!"

Seungcheol winces once more before beginning the story. "This world tour was about two or three months, and I had never been away from my girlfriend for that long. I was sure we were going to be fine, but I misjudged how long the time was and how far apart we'd be. By the time we wrapped up the third week of performances, I thought she had forgotten all about me-"

"She didn't call him like twice in that time." Junhui explained.

"Regardless!" Seungcheol snapped. "I thought this was her way of saying we were over, so I went with it. We were over, that's it. And I was in such a dark place that I threw myself into my work. I don't really remember what happened during that time, but from what the rest of Seventeen has told me, it wasn't a pretty sight."

"It's best that you don't know." Seungkwan shook his head.

"After two weeks of that, she visited me at our hotel. I was so angry with her and myself, that I was the one who blew her off. I demanded she leave and never see me again." Seungcheol hung his head in shame. "I never should've done that. I don't know what came over me but it was awful. For the rest of the tour I was so depressed, thinking I had gotten rid of one of the only good things in my life."

"And that's when Wonwoo had an amazing idea!" Mingyu piped up and grabbed Wonwoo's arm.

Jihoon nodded. "He invited her to our last concert of the tour and we had her in the front row."

"He almost cried like a baby when he saw her!" Jeonghan teased their leader. "But he put his all into that performance, just so he could impress her like the first day they met."

"And when the concert was over, we made sure she was backstage to be there for him." Vernon nodded.

Seungcheol gave a small smile. "I was so overcome with emotion I just broke down in her arms. I cried for what felt like hours and apologized like my life depended on it. When I got all of that out of my system, she told me how much she loved me and how happy she was that I was coming home. From then on, I knew I would never let our relationship get that bad again. And it never has."

"Their reunion was so sweet, it still brings a tear to the eye." Hoshi pretended to fake cry.

The interviewer nodded. "It sounds like you really love this girl."

"That's an understatement." Chan snorts.

Seungcheol just nodded. "I do. I love her more than anything in the world, plain and simple."

"Any plans for the future of your relationship with her?"

The rest of Seventeen snickered as Seungcheol's smile turned mischievous.

"Oh? Didn't you know? We're getting married tomorrow."

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[papermatisse]

Security Blanket || C.SC

† genre: horror

† word count: 2k

† warnings: demon, sleep paralysis, fear, idk

† synopsis: when all else fails, your blanket will always serve as your shield from the outside world.

† (a/n): this one is based entirely off of the Magnus Archives episode Tucked In, which has imprinted upon me and haunted me ever since! it is terrifying! you guys should listen to it/read the transcript, it's great :)

† taglist: @scuzmunkie @hipsdofangirl @hydroyaksha

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(y/n) had always had a rough time winding down for sleep. The clock would roll well into the witching hour and she'd still be wide awake, staring at the ceiling with a distant and desperate stare, as if hoping the white void of her ceiling above would eventually lull her to sleep itself. Though it never did.

Perhaps it was the anxiety of her life gradually accumulating within her, but the sleep paralysis seemed to make the nights infinitely more agonizing for her. She wouldn't even recall going to sleep in the first place before the next thing you know, there's a shadowy figure lurking in the corners of her room.

Tired and mentally drained, her only solution to the matter was to lift the blanket up above her head and block out the hallucinations. And somehow, it not only worked, but it managed to put her to sleep just seconds later.

And so it became a ritual almost. She'd lay there flat on her back, waiting as the night stretched on with seemingly no end, and soon enough, the amorphous darkness which occupied the crevices of her room would reappear again, and she'd bury herself into her blankets and fall asleep shortly afterwards.

It was strange, but it was enough to satiate her otherwise sleep deprived mind.

Though as the nights progressed, (y/n) began noticing shifts out of the corner of her. The darkness that had once sat idly on the outskirts of her room began to twitch, sporadic and unpredictable, initially minute tremors that she could barely detect through the spare moonlight streaming through her window, but it was there nevertheless.

Soon, the twitching became more apparent, more like pulses than anything else. The dark mass wriggled like a living creature, and at times she couldn't take her eyes off of whatever it seemed to be doing.

Gradually, the shadows began to condense into one, compressing itself into seemingly a defined silhouette of a man, curled into the corner, yet still fidgeting as it had when it was shapeless.

One of the nights she merely watched it was the first night it seemed to notice her. Its neck snapped up and presumably stared back, and though it remained faceless, she could feel its gaze upon her. As per usual, she retreated into the sanctity of her sheets, tugging the comforter well over her head as she curled into herself and fell asleep.

The next time (y/n) looked to the corner of her room, the creature was already staring back at her once more, a black chasm of nothingness observing her where she lay. She remained frozen for a moment, watching the edges of its form seem to shift and blur. She stared back, fascinated by it as it was with her. Though the longer she stared, the more she could make out its features. As if forcing her eyes to grow accustomed to the sheet of darkness which seemed to enshroud the thing.

Through the haze of murk, (y/n) could make out a nose, the first distinction to catch her eye. Then a pair of lips, corners downturned into a permanent scowl. Dark hair that fell lazily atop its head. And then eyes. Eyes which pierced through the darkness of her room and penetrated directly into her being. Black vats of inky darkness that absorbed any light that dared cross its threshold. Its gaze was unyielding, boring into her, unblinking, as if attempting by all means to infiltrate her very soul.

The full appearance of what had been stalking her for so many nights now suddenly manifested before her, and the sight of it made things feel so much more real. It put into perspective just how comfortable she had gotten in a situation that cried for interference. The shadows still clung to his figure, dark tendrils writhing about and stretching to encompass that entire sector of her room. Yet even with the imposing nebulous stature of the creature as a whole, that maddening gaze of his that stared at her with this frenzied fervor rooted her in her place. It was as if she couldn't tear her eyes from him, whether it be from morbid curiosity of what linger beneath or from the utter fear of a predator lurking before her.

(y/n) felt her heart drop when he shifted from where he sat, eyes still steadily trained on her as he moved onto his hands and knees. Her breathing stuttered, hands twitching at the seams of her blanket, eyes unblinking as she nervously awaited his next move. He began creeping towards, stretching out one hand and dragging himself closer to her, crawling towards the bed with his ceaseless stare unchanging.

Fear riddled her being that night, and she quickly retracted her sights from him in lieu of the blanket which had always protected her from these apparitions of her subconscious.

The following nights were much the same, except the creature continued to morph into a clearer and clearer likeness of a man, which only served to further petrify her every time she'd blink and he'd suddenly be there, staring, waiting. At this point with the sheer terror accumulating gradually in her system, wearing her out until she was riddled with nerves on the precipice of self destruction, she was understandably mortified beyond belief. Though what seemed to only further her downfall was the fact that the creature drew closer and closer to her every night.

Some nights it'd sit there, watching with those obsidian eyes that just seemed… far too aware of something. An awareness that transcended that of her own mortal consciousness. Probing. Analyzing. Instilling this primal terror in her with its malefic presence that tainted (y/n) with its unbound knowledge, untethered from the planes of reality she was grounded upon. Though that staring varied in duration, interrupted by this sudden and frenzied crawling.

Initially, there were slow and purposeful attempts to near her, as if a predator deliberately nearing its prey in hopes of not being spotted. With every passing night, and with every evacuation into her blanket, his approaches grew more frantic. Sitting there for what seemed like hours staring, and then without any sort of warning, he'd launch himself forward, clawing his way to her as if his life depended on it. She'd hear the scuffle of his body being dragged across the carpet, hear his unhinged huffs of breath, drawing closer and closer.

Though like clockwork, when she'd bury herself into her blankets, it all seemed to stop. That palpable dread which lingered in the air would dissipate, as would the heaviness of his gaze upon her and the anxiety inducing sounds of his breathing rapidly nearing. The stillness of the night returned to its original state, and the dangers beyond her security blanket seemingly vanished.

Seemingly.

As she lay there one night, eyes listlessly tracing nonexistent shapes into the ceiling, she waited for her nightly visitor's reckoning. Utterly dead to the world, heavy lids begging to be closed even if they'd be met with restless sleep for the entire night, she lay expectantly for the usual regimen she had found herself sinking into.

She blinked. And blinked. And blinked. And after the umpteenth blink, in the peripheral of her vision, she saw him once more. Crouched upon himself, hunched over onto his haunches, leaning the rest of his weight upon his knuckles. As clear an image of a man as he has ever been, yet still bearing that malevolent aura that reminded her of the macabre thread which separated reality from pure nightmare.

His fixated gaze was shorter this time around, almost immediately leaping into his attempt at getting to her. And like every other night, she responded by burrowing into her blanket. Except this time, nothing seemed to change.

She could still feel that vulnerable sensation of being under his careful watch. She could still feel the oppressive weight of the room whenever he lurks nearby. And rather than the blanket offering its usual sense of security as it usually does, she instead felt entrapped in a cage of her own creation.

Warily, she dared a glance beyond the blanket—the first time she ever braves the outside world after the initial retreat. And though she had felt nothing had changed, that if she checked the area she'd only be met with the sight of the creature continuing to crawl her way, she was instead greeted by a completely empty room. As if she had nothing to worry about in the first place. As if her survival instincts were merely skewed from the many nights of being alert.

Cautiously, she took a gander about the room. The corner where he resided was empty, almost this cavernous emptiness like something was missing. The shadows which emanated from his body were gone, and the room felt obscenely large in his absence.

(y/n) didn't understand any of this. Why was her body so convinced that something was amiss in the room instead of feeling the relief that the intrusion was merely gone?

Her fists clenched at the sheets, heart rate accelerating and breaths becoming shallow. Something in her refused to accept whatever conclusion her eyes seemed to make, rejecting the facade of safety that was bestowed upon her.

Just as she was about to raise the sheets once more, to shield herself again from the nightmares of her room, a movement caught her eye, prompting her to drop the blanket and check.

A pair of obsidian eyes. Staring. Watching. At the very foot of her bed.

A scream ripped from her throat as she threw the blanket over her, grasping at the seams and ensuring no part of her body was revealed to the outside. She waited with bated breath, body trembling with remnants of that image ingrained in her mind. The image of his dark and sinister glare steadily trained on her.

She first heard indistinct shuffling. And then she heard a creak. The familiar groan of wood wailing from the old joints of her bed frame. And then she felt it. A pressure on the spot of the bed beside her right calf, and then another on the left side. It climbed up her body—beside her thighs, and then her hips, and then her stomach, before finally resting on either side of her head. All the while, a weight seemed to travel its way up simultaneously, covering her body entirely with its mass. And once it was right above her, in a way that her body lay completely under its expanse, it pressed down upon her. The sheer heaviness forced a gasp out of her as she attempted desperately to remain still, to preserve any form of anonymity she could in this situation.

(y/n) could feel his chest against her own, rising and lowering with each labored breath, spiraling her into this existential dread that left her completely and utterly immobilized. The suffocating grip of sleep paralysis seemed to finally have its grasp upon her, forcing her into this reluctant state of captivity within her own body. The malevolent presence continued to pin her where she lay, like a boulder upon her feeble form weighed down like lead.

His breathing traveled up towards her face, a perverse whisper against her skin as it penetrated the shroud she was buried under. Panic surged within her, straining against the paralysis as her primal instincts began to kick in, yet she remained unresponsive, with only the hot tears streaming down her face to serve as a reminder of her still living and breathing state.

(y/n) closed her eyes, willing herself to break free from this wretched state, but the pressure on her chest only intensified. The breathing had finally stopped at the shell of her ear, her own breaths growing shallow and strained as the air within her blanket grew thin. The room seemed to close in around her, more than it had already at this point. And then suddenly, a voice penetrated the maelstrom of fear flooding her system.

"The blanket never did anything."

† (a/n): tbh idk if I'm allowed to literally copy an entire Magnus Archives episode verbatim, but yk, still fun and groovy

† (a/n): not literally verbatim but damn I did copy

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[pepperonidk]

11:47 p.m.

pairing: choi seungcheol x reader genre: fluff warnings: none <3 word count: 393 summary: you are his spring in every winter || based on all my love by seventeen a/n: late night fluff, also posted on my marvel blog

Soft.

The first word that floats into mind as Seungcheol slips under the covers, trying not to disturb your sleeping figure.

A quiet chuckle laves his lips as he feels you shuffle closer to him as soon as the bed dipped, your arm reaching out for his.

It had been another long night -- meetings that ran too long and an endless pile of paperwork. Another long night of wishing he was with you, anywhere else. On nights like this, the only thing that gets him through is the thought of you waiting for him at home.

He gets in his car, tempted to break every speed limit just to get to you sooner. But instead, he hears your voice reminding him to be safe and he takes his time, knowing you'll be there waiting for him. He turns on the radio and the silence is broken by a jazzy melody, the kind he wishes he could spin you in his arms to.

By now, the roads are mostly empty, and he can take the time to just think.

The stars become an audience for the thoughts that race his mind, most of which revolve around you. He pictures you in the passenger seat, singing along to all the songs, even the ones you don't know. He remembers the first night it happened, the way it felt like it was straight out of a movie, and the tug in his heart drove him to say "I love you." But before the panic could set in, your own confession rang in his ears, sounding more melodious to him than the music playing.

He recalls how his life changed after that night. How everything he's done since then has been to hear you say those three words to him. How all of the hard times, the tears, the struggles, have been manageable because you're by his side. You are the spring in all his winters, the stars in his sky, his own happy ending… everything.

He can go on and on just thinking about you, but before he even realizes it, he's home. He's in bed beside you, his arm wrapped around your waist and your head nuzzled against his chest. He whispers goodnight against the top of your head and he feels that tug again, as if it's the first time.

"I love you."

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[staytinyville]

HERE IS THE SECOND SEVENTEEN VOTES!

This story will be based off Pygmalion and Galatea. For the short version, this is the story about a sculpture who falls in love with his art so much that one of the gods (I wanna say Aphrodite could be wrong) turns the statue into a human.

So I give you the other 6 members who did not make it into the voting last time. (Yes, I added Hoshi twice because I love me a Hoshi)

#seventeen smut #seventeen #seventeen kpop #kpop fanfic #seventeen imagines #seventeen fluff #hoshi #kpop fanfiction #kpop boys #kwon soonyoung #s coups #choi seungcheol #seungkwan #vernon #lee chan #svt dino #god of music #boo seungkwan #dk seventeen #svt #dokyeom #lee seokmin

[outofconcheol]

key:

a = angst, f = fluff, s = smut, c = crack

© outofconcheol 2023 [do not AI train/copy/repost/translate]

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : s.coups

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ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : jeonghan

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ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : the8

Between The Mountains And The Sea (XMH x GN!Reader) |a,f| - detective!minghao, sort-of mystery au, 2.3k

|◁ II ▷| In the seaside city, the ebb and flow of the tides is as constant as the presence of tragedy in Minghao’s life. Until one day, the tides bring him you.

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : seungkwan

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[celepom]

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The Deep & Dark Blue by Niki Smith

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The Witch Boy by Molly Ostertag

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DeadEndia by Hamish Steele

Barney and his best friend Norma are just trying to get by and keep their jobs, but working at the Dead End theme park also means battling demonic forces, time traveling wizards, and scariest of all--their love lives! Follow the lives of this diverse group of employees of a haunted house, which may or may not also serve as a portal to hell, in this hilarious and moving graphic novel, complete with talking pugs, vengeful ghosts and LBGTQIA love!

Cheer Up! Love and Pom Poms by Crytal Fraiser & Val Wise

Annie is a smart, antisocial lesbian starting her senior year of high school who’s under pressure to join the cheerleader squad to make friends and round out her college applications. Her former friend BeeBee is a people-pleaser—a trans girl who must keep her parents happy with her grades

#book rec #book recs #pride #gay #lesbian #transgender #nonbinary #gender queer #queer #graphic novel #manga #I have more that I want to give #proper reviews to #after rereading #But here's 10 very good queer books!

[dkakapizzaboy]

Svt Headcanon:

Seventeen 's Fanfiction Preferences (of themselves)

Masterlist

Words: 730

Warnings: Mentions of smut I guess

A/N: This is written from my POV, of course. Different opinions are always welcome!

A big thanks to @multi-kpop-fanfics and @lovelyhan for their inputs ❤️

Taglist: @junhui-recs

Feedback always helps!

Seungcheol- Honestly he would be one of the members who'd be the most down to read their fanfics. I'd say he'd be a bit smug about the fact that most carats perceive him as a Dom when it comes to smut. Would enjoy fluff once in a blue moon.

Preference - Smut

Jeonghan- Like Scoups, I think he'd be more inclined to read smut than fluff. Would be mildly offended by the sheer amount of fics that depict him as a prankster/slightly grey character. Also, would definitely leave a comment if something about his character is too OOC. Will be down to write a passive aggressive reply to the fic.

Preference- Smut

Joshua- WILL BE THE ONE TO INTRODUCE EVERYONE TO THEIR FANFICTION. I think due to his more liberal upbringing, he'd be more inclined to dive into kinky fics. Might not enjoy all, but will enjoy some, will definitely Google all of them. Will appreciate all the fics that portray him as a gentleman.

Preference - Kink-based smut

Jun- I think Jun would probably appreciate a good drabble. Something short, one and done situation, he doesn't have time to read 17.3K words. Will appreciate a good Gamer fic.

Preference - Drabbles

Hoshi- Now this man, he is a kdrama boy at heart. Will seek out something with multiple chapters, long and plot driven. Will regularly check back for updates. Might leave an occasional "update pls" ask when the author has been too inactive.

Preference - Series

Wonwoo- NOW THIS MAN WILL HAVE AN EXCEL SHEET. Let me explain. He'd be more down to read other members' fics, and keep tally of the smut to fluff to angst ratio, Dom to sub ratio, character traits etc. Will leave a crypic weverse post hinting towards the fact that he reads fanfics. Like coups, will appreciate the ratio of Dom to sub fics of him.

Preference - fics of other members/ Headcannons

Woozi- WHEN I TELL YOU THIS MAN WILL BE ADDICTED. He's going to write 10+ songs inspired by plot lines of fics. Woozi, I think, will appreciate a good angsty fic. The fighting, the will they, won't they... He'd be hooked. Will sacrifice sleep to read. Will definitely appreciate Carats' creativity when it comes to writing and plots. Also, will be giddy for days if he catches a "Shit, this is red too" reference.

Preference- Angst

Minghao- I think he'd probably not have a preference when it comes to fluff or smut, but will appreciate the number of fics that portray him in an artistic profession. Like Woozi, he'd appreciate the creative writing aspect of it a lot.

Preference - Anything that portrays him in an artistic role

Mingyu- Mingyu, I'm not super sure about, but the amount of golden retriever energy this man exudes, I think he'd be more of a fluff guy. Or maybe supet vanilla smut. Will probably not enjoy the first few times of reading smut but will warm upto it. Still would prefer fluff.

Preference - Fluff

Dokyeom- See now with DK, I would've said that like Mingyu, he'd be more of a fluff guy but idk something gives me the feeling that he'd be the biggest smut reader of them all. It's always the innocent looking ones lol. Like, he'd be apprehensive at first towards smut, will initially blush a lot but as curiosity would get better of him, he'd go deeper and deeper and fall into a rabbit hole.

Preference - Smut but no one knows

Seungkwan- I'd say, in his case, he'd be the most touched by the fact that someone took out the time to portray him as a main character of their story. On the opposite end, however, will fully fight in asks (off anon of course) with the author if they go too opposite to any of his natural character traits. Will stay on the fluff side.

Preference- Fluff

Vernon- THIS MAN WILL READ SMUT WHILE HAVING LUNCH. What, it's entertaining and has a good plotline. Will be a like and reblog with feedback type of guy- perfect reader. Like Josh, will be down to explore the more kinkier fics.

Preference- Smut (kink based sometimes)

Dino- I'm sorry but I don't think Dino will be the kind of guy who'd read fanfics. I mean he'd be down to try once or twice, but he'd probably not be into it.

Preference- None

#svthub #svt headcanons #seventeen headcanons #seventeen imagines #seventeen #sam writes svt #svt #svt fluff #svt smut #svt angst #svt fic

[arbitrarygreay]

What the fuck is the Hyuuga clan structure Lots of fanfiction angry about the cursed seal (and they should be, the manga completely drops the thread about it and the fucked up structure of the clan) tend to emphasize a large council of stuffy Elders getting in the way of progress. They also like to assume that depending on who would become the heir of the clan between Hinata and Hanabi, the other sister would get sealed and become branch house. This tracks with the canon history of Hizashi and Neji getting sealed. However, this makes zero sense! If everyone except the line of former leader(s), current leader, heir, and presumably spouses, is getting sealed, then who the fuck are the other main house members? Who are the main house members marrying? How would the main house beat replacement fertility rate if they're sealing non-heir siblings? How can Elders exist that aren't in the direct line of succession? Why are there canonically other relatively young main house members, but Neji is getting sealed? Like, even if we assume that there are other lines of main house families, with only the direct succession line sealing sibling lines away, that also makes zero sense when looking at real life history. It's begging for incessant main house in-fighting and coups, as well as insanely high paranoia for those in the direct succession line. Seriously, "only the direct succession line is categorically not allowed to beat the replacement fertility rate" is a recipe for DISASTER. The timeline for the Hyuuga Affair is also wonky. Apparently, Hinata's 3rd birthday, Neji's sealing, Hiashi activating Hizashi's curse seal during Hinata's training, and the Kumo ninja kidnapping Hinata, all took place within the time span of the Kumo ninja being in town in order to sign and celebrate the signing of the Kumo-Konoha treat. To what narrative purpose is this time span so condensed, Kishimoto? (Meanwhile, while fact-checking this against the wiki, I laughed really hard at the canon pictures of the Hyuuga clan lineup, at how miniscule the lineup is. This is definitely not a clan that could run an entire village's police force, like the Uchiha did, unless Konoha was also way tinier than we thought. Then again, Kishimoto seems incapable of believing that people who should desperately want to pass on their incredible abilities would also have more than the replacement rate number of children, so.)

#naruto #hyuuga clan #hyuuga hinata #hyuuga neji #hyuuga hanabi #hyuuga hizashi #category: anime

[thegreenmetblue]

@professional-benaddict tagged me there and i love this so here’s mine 😌💖

i can’t possibly choose between my two favs so it’s gonna be peter parker and tony stark.

Ask Game about your fictional fave/s!

1. How did you discover your faves?

I discovered Tony while watching Civil War but didn’t really had my coup de foudre yet.

It happened when my parents made me watch Far From Home. It actually was the way Peter mourned Tony that made me watch the Iron Man movies.

And then obviously I became obsessed with both of them.

2. How long have you been a fan of your faves?

3 years. Ive been obsessively a fan for 3 years.

3. Do you write for your faves? (E.g. AU's, Drabbles, Fan Fics.)

Yesh, they are the ones I wrote the most about actually!

4. Do you like what is canon about your faves?

👁️👄👁️

I wouldn’t even know how to properly answer that, so i’ll go with a simple no.

5. Tell some of your headcanons of your faves.

Fix iittt- Tony comes back from the death after Endgame, NWH never happens, they both live happily ever after. Boom, my endgame.

I actually like the words they canonly live in, without the fact one is dead and one is forgotten from the whole universe.

6. Do you draw for your faves? (E.g. Fan Art)

Yes, a lot. I wish I could do small comics about them.

7. If your faves are portrayed by several actors, who are your fave portrayers?

Well, Tony will only and forever be Robert Downey Junior. No one else can be Iron Man.

My Peter is Tom Holland. Because Im in love with him.

8. Are you more into Books/Comics/Films when it comes to your faves?

If we take fanfictions out of the picture, Im more into the movies.

9. Quote anything about what your faves has said.

First sentences that come to my mind were

Tony : “Earth is closed today.”

Peter : “But if everything, it’s kinda your fault that Im here… Okay I take that back.”

10. Quote your favourite line of your faves!

Tony :

“No amount of money ever bought a second of time.”

“There's one thing you can never take away from me: I am Iron Man.”

“Everyone wants a happy ending, right? But it doesn't always roll that way.”

“United? Unity isn't about being the same. It's about working together. What you can't calculate, Ultron is that our differences are our greatest strength.”

Peter :

“When you can do the things that I can, but you don't, and then the bad things happen, they happen because of you.”

11. Ever made a edit for/of your faves?

I made a video about them, for a friend’s bday.

12. Songs you associate with your faves?

Tony :

Anti-Hero by Taylor Swift

Dancers by Virginia Man

Happiest Year by Jaymes Young

Mercury Man by Sickick

Protector by City Wolf

Back in Black by AC/DC

Hymn For the Missing by Red

Peter :

Clementine by Halsey

Cool by Troye Sivan

High Hopes by P!ATD

Karma by Taylor Swift

Sunflower by Post Malone

Hold On by Chord Overstreet

Two of Us by Louis Tomlinson,

You’re on Your Own Kid by Taylor Swift

Starker :

Avant Toi by Vitaa & Slimane

Hayloft II by Mother Mother

In Case You Don’t Live Forever by Ryan Stewart

Loves Me Not by Kate Grahn

Seventeen by Troye Sivan

Star Song by Sally Sossa & Lil Durk

Teacher’s Pet by Melanie Martinez

Tolerate it by Taylor Swift

Rät by Penelope Scott

13. If your faves were real, do you think they'd like you?

Peter would definitely like me, yeah. Idk, it’s just a feeling. I think we’d great friends.

For Tony, Idk, Id love to think he would but I would maybe be too in love with everything he does, that would probably annoy him at some point.

14. Amongst your faves who do you think are you? (E.g. You have 5 faves, amongst the 5 of them you think of yourself as fave no.3)

Im definitely Peter. We’re really alike.

15. Do you know your faves origin story?

Yess ofc. Im in awe with Tony’s. That man is just a freaking genius.

16. In 1 word describe your faves's aesthetic.

Peter : Nerdy

Tony : Philanthropist

17. Are your faves famous on A03?

Yes. Have you looked a them ? Duh. Also please Ao3 come back, we need you.

18. Ships that you like with your faves?

Them together. It’ll forever be my safe place.

Not against Pepperony and Spideychelle tho, but that’s all. Otherwise I get jealous.

19. Are your faves well known?

Definitely, me and my students have the same Spiderman and Iron Man clothes, bags, shoes at school.

20. If your faves have a fandom, what do you think about the fandom?

I love the MCU fandom, I love the universe, I love the movies and its been my safe place for three years now.

Natasha and Bucky are my babies.

21. Describe yourself using something your faves have said!

“I just wanted to be like you.”

Because I have a lack of self confidence and of will of living and I just idolize everyone bc I wish I could be like them.

22. If you would feed your faves something, what would it be?

I’d feed them love and cuddles because they definitely need some.

23. How do you see yourself in any of your faves?

I see myself a lot in Peter. Idk- just his way to talk, to move, to think. He’s just… so me. The Peter most people write in Starker fics also makes me think a lot of myself.

Tony makes me think of myself by his irony, self degradation skills, alcoholism, panic attacks, little depressing stuff that makes me identify to him.

24. Ever taken a break from your faves?

Nop, not since I started worshipping them, Im the worst. They still make me feel at home.

25. If your faves were to have a crossover, who and which character would they have a crossover with?

Mmmh, I see them well with Derek and Stiles for some unknown reasons ?

Or in the HP world bc Hogwarts AUs never get old.

Bonus: Anything that you'd like to tell your faves

Tony : I hope you find your peace. I hope you know that your sacrifice saved us all. I wish you were there, alive. But now, every time I look at the stars, I can see you. You’re my hero.

Peter : I remember you. I remember you and you’re not alone. Im here.

Tag some people to join in!

@sinditia @starkly @muse-of-gods @peterrparrkerr @kira-starker @laylasan-art @starkerscoop

#leah rambles #tag post #💖 #peter parker #tony stark

[btsqualityy]

Whose your SVT bias? I dont have one but I think S coups is cute. Even though I dont know their music I came across a fanfiction series I like. Thats what made me learn their names and watch interviews.

Yeonjun is my TXT bias and Beomgyu is my wrecker. However Choi Soobin could get the keys to the kingdom. The kingdom is my vagina.

My main bias is Jeonghan but hoshi, wonwoo, s.coups and DK all have special places in my heart 😭as for txt, Soobin is my bias and has been since their debut 😭

#btsqualityy asks

[ahlovelightaflame]

Protecting My Investments ~ *Choi Seungcheol*

Summary: Your mafia is your pride and joy. You’ll protect them with your life, especially your second-in-command. Mess with them, and you’ll give them hell.

Pairing: Choi Seungcheol X Fem!Reader

Genre: Angstyish Oneshot

Word Count: 2014

Warning: Swearing, Mentions of blood and mentions of death

Mafia Masterlist​

“Boss, it’s him. He’s still not answering but his locator says he’s somewhere in enemy territory.”

Your heart dropped at his words. Dammit. It couldn’t be true. Oh, those bastards were asking for war now. If it’s a fight they want, then it’s a massacre they’re going to get. You slammed your fist on your desk as you stood up, gritting your teeth. “Assemble the troops NOW. We’re getting him back, come hell or high water.”

Before you could get Jeonghan’s response, you swept out of the room ahead of him and marched down the stairs into the weapons room. Soonyoung and Chan snapped to attention as you stormed in and gathered your favorite guns. You even snagged a belt of grenades before leaving without a word from anyone. Reiterating your earlier point, if it’s a war that they want, then you’ll give them one hell of a massacre. You mess with your team and you will destroy yours.

Wonwoo quickly stepped in front of you before you could leave and find him. You flashed him your darkest glare before aiming a pistol at his forehead. He gulped but stood his ground like the good soldier you trained him to be. “Boss, think this through, please. It could be a trap they’ve set. He could be completely fine. All we know for certain is that he hasn’t contacted us in twelve hours.”

“Move out of my way before I shoot you down right here and now.” You replied, deadly calm, though your whole body trembled with unchecked rage. If it were any other member who hadn’t contacted you in awhile, you’d still be furious but this was your second-in-command. He always made sure to contact you as often as possible and never failed to give an update on his location whenever prompted. He was in serious trouble if he hadn’t contacted you yet.

Seeing just how serious and angry you were, Wonwoo faltered before finally relenting and moving out of the way. You could hear Joshua and Jeonghan telling Wonwoo to stop you, but you were already out the door and heading to your bike. You never went out on assignments and even if you did leave the mansion’s premises, you always had a designated chauffeur with you, as it was your second’s command. The two of you looked out for each other whenever you could. However, you had your own special motorcycle that no one was allowed to touch but you. Revving her to life, you sped away from the mansion and headed straight for the enemies heart. You knew back up would be following you sooner or later, so you weren’t too worried about going in guns blazing.

You arrived at an old, run down apartment complex and you sneered at the sight of it. This was it. You knew he was in there, waiting for you to come rescue him. After making sure your guns were locked and loaded, you checked to see that back up was only five minutes away. With a nod of your head, you snuck in, your gun raised high, ready to take out anyone who got in your way of getting to your second.

The quietness of the building had you even more on edge as you snuck down to the basement. There had to be a guard somewhere around here. They couldn’t be this stupid. You slunk into the pitch black basement, feeling the hair on your neck stand on end. Not only could you sense he was here, but the enemy was here as well. Someone was watching you and you knew they would be taking their shot any second now. However you were on a mission and you’ll be damned if those assholes were going to stop you from getting what you wanted.

The first bullet whizzed past your ear and you quickly ducked behind the faint outline of a pillar. You could hear him shouting from deeper in the basement, calling out your name. Your heart ached hearing the desperation in his voice, but you didn’t dare call out to him. If you did, you’re sure the enemy would be able to spot your location better. Besides, backup was still on their way.

Taking a deep breath, you stepped away from the safety of the pillar and fired two shots before hiding behind a different pillar. You heard a grunt of pain and his voice yelling louder for you. Soon. I’ll be there soon, you told him in your head. You could just barely see a light in the back of the basement where you knew they were holding him. All you needed to do was get there and the two of you would be home free.

Again, you took another deep breath before reaching for your grenade belt. Pulling out a flash bomb, you sighed to yourself, knowing how much of a risk this was going to be. You pulled the pin with your teeth before slamming it into the ground, your eyes squeezed shut tight. There was a lot of yelling and gunfire, a bullet nicking you in the shoulder. You bit back your yelp of pain and charged forward, guns blazing, using your hearing to gauge where the enemy was. Hopefully you were killing those bastards in cold blood. It’s what they deserve for taking what belongs to you.

You eventually made it to where you could see him and you almost sighed in relief when he started yelling. “BOMB! Y/N! THERE’S A BOMB!”

Bomb.

There was a bomb.

The bomb was him.

They had attached a bomb to him and it was counting down.

Backup better get here soon so help you God…

You didn’t get any closer to him but you tried to yell out to him, let him know you were here and you were safe and you weren’t going to leave without him. “S-”

Your mouth was muffled by a hand and you felt a gun press to your head. Dammit. Caught. He pushed you forward into the light so he could see you. Seungcheol’s eyes burned with a murderous fire as he saw you in the arms of the enemy. He started to struggle ferociously until the man holding you chuckled darkly.

“Now, I wouldn’t go doing that. It’ll only make the time go faster.”

Seungcheol immediately stilled but he kept seething. “Let her go dammit.”

“Mmm, I don’t think so.” He pulled you closer, making you gag. “I got the prize I wanted. Knowing her, backup is upstairs, waiting, and by the time your time runs out, the two of us will be long gone and the rest of her precious mafia will be blown to bits along with you, her precious second-in-command.”

Your skin ran cold picturing your men, your friends, your family, being demolished while you lived, albeit captive to the enemy. You couldn’t bear to live with yourself if that happened. Even though he was wearing gloves, you bit down as hard as you could on his hand. It didn’t do much, just like you thought, but the pistol whip was something you weren’t expecting. Your face stung as he slapped you hard with his gun. Seungcheol cried out in anguish which almost hurt more than the slap.

However, due to him using his hand with the gun to hit you, you managed to get one of your hands free enough to grab your own gun and shoot him. He instantly dropped to the floor, but you could care less. You were by Seungcheol’s side before the body hit the ground, trying to figure out how to disarm the bomb. Oh where was Wonwoo when you ACTUALLY needed him?

“I’m sorry.”

Seungcheol’s voice tore your attention away from the bomb and into his remorseful brown eyes. “What?”

He gave a ragged sigh. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have gotten caught. If only-”

“Shut up, you moron. It’s not your fault you got caught. It happens to the best of us. I don’t hold it against you.” You tried to make light of the situation, but it was a futile attempt.

Seungcheol gasped. “Y/N! LOOK OUT!”

You turned to see the guy you shot aiming his gun at me. Before you could react, he shot. He collapsed, officially dead. You gasped and looked down to see he shot you in the abdomen. Pressing your hands tightly to the wound, you laid down to aid in stopping the blood flow, however, you didn’t think it was going to work.

“Y/N!” Seungcheol screamed trying to get out of his restraints.

“Coups,” You whispered hoarsely. “Please. Stop moving. Don’t kill us both.”

There was some more gunfire before you saw Jihoon and Soonyoung leading the rest of the boys to where you were. Wonwoo instantly went to disarm the bomb as Joshua came to tend to your wound. You smiled softly at him as your vision started to blur.

“Y/N!” Seungcheol’s shout made you look over to see him crouching over you, the bomb disarmed and discarded.

You gave him a weak smile. “You’re safe now, Coups. Good. I can sleep peacefully now.”

“No, please, don’t do this to me.” He begged, grabbing your hand in his. “You’re going to be okay, I promise. Just keep breathing and don’t close your eyes on me, okay? I want to still see your eyes.”

“But…” You trailed off, “I feel so tired. Can’t I take a little rest?”

His eyes became even more frantic at your words. “No! Please! I’m begging you! Don’t leave me, dammit. Don’t you remember what you promised me when you made me your second-in-command? You and me against the world, remember? Don’t break that promise on me now. Please. Please, don’t leave me, Y/n. I love you. I love you too much to let you go. Please don’t go, Y/n. I love you.”

“I’M NOT DYING YOU IDIOT!” You practically shouted, sitting up with a bit of difficulty and a bit of help from Joshua. “He got me on the side, Coups, it’s nothing serious. Right, Josh?”

He nodded. “Yep, she’s completely fine.”

When you looked back over at him, his eyes were wide before that murderous fire returned to them. Grabbing your shoulders, he shook you violently, making you wince in pain. “DON’T SCARE ME LIKE THAT EVER AGAIN OR I REALLY WILL KILL YOU!”

“Hey! Easy with the injured!” Joshua shouted, prying Seungcheol’s hands off of you. “She may not be dying but if you keep doing that she might die from the blood loss.”

Looking away, he muttered, “Sorry.”

Chuckling, you picked up your hand that was still entwined with his. “So what were you saying as I lay “dying’’ earlier? You what?”

His cheeks became a brilliant shade of red as the boys started snickering at the flustered right hand man. “Please don’t make me say it again in front of them.”

“No, I think you should for that little stunt you pulled with the bomb, Coups. You know, your apology for getting caught, remember?” You stated nonchalantly, still focused on your locked hands as the boys continued to laugh.

Bright red and pouting, he said, “I love you, okay? I love you too much to let you go. There. Are you happy now?”

With a bright smile, you planted the biggest kiss on his lips. You could feel him tense in surprise before you pulled away to whisper, “There’s more than one reason why I made you my second.” As you went back to an upright sitting position, you giggled at his flustered state. “Yes, I’m happy now.”

“It’s about time you two got together.” Jeonghan commented dramatically. “It’s so annoying hearing about his inscent pining over you.”

“SHUT UP JEONGHAN OR I WILL KILL YOU AND IT WILL NOT BE DONE WITH MERCY!” Seungcheol screeched, making you laugh. He was right; it was about damn time the two of you got together. Who knew all it took was a bomb and a bullet wound?

#Seventeen #Seventeen Fanfiction #Seventeen Oneshot #KPop #KPop Fanfiction #KPop Oneshot #Carat #Choi Seungcheol #Choi Seungcheol X Reader #Choi Seungcheol Fanfiction #Choi Seungcheol Oneshot #Choi Seungcheol Fluff #S Coups #S Coups X Reader #S Coups Fanfiction #S Coups Onehsot #S Coups Fluff #Mafia #Mafia AU #Oneshot #Fluff #Angst

[kingmakerpod]

If Tycho and Clara's kid/s had survived the revolution would they be leading an underground coup to restore their throne?

If that's a fanfiction you'd like to write, then sure.

Personally I think they were all too spoiled to know how to lead a rebellion and it's more likely they'd live in exile with their German cousins...at least until THAT monarchy also collapses.

#messages

[ao3feed-snape]

Imperium

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/cHPj2NK

by Kerasia_86

A son réveil, y/n se retrouve plongé dans l'univers de son roman préféré. Manque de chance, le personnage que y/n incarne n'est jamais apparu dans les livres et se trouve en France. Et si y/n donnait un coup de pouce au destin pour rejoindre ses personnages favoris à Poudlard ? Rien de grave pourrait arriver... N'est ce pas ?

Words: 6946, Chapters: 5/?, Language: Français

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Characters: Original Characters, Draco Malfoy, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Harry Potter, Fleur Delacour, Olympe Maxime, Remus Lupin, Albus Dumbledore, Poppy Pomfrey, Ginny Weasley, Ron Weasley, Pansy Parkinson, Bellatrix Black Lestrange, Rodolphus Lestrange, Voldemort (Harry Potter), Nymphadora Tonks, Andromeda Black Tonks, Dolores Umbridge, Severus Snape, Sirius Black, Luna Lovegood, Minerva McGonagall, Blaise Zabini

Additional Tags: Original Character(s), POV Original Character, Werewolves, Drama, Slow Burn, War, Second Wizarding War with Voldemort (Harry Potter), Angst, Friendship, No Romance, Best Friends, Draco Malfoy Needs a Hug, Fanfiction, Slytherin, It's gonna be sad, Sorry Not Sorry, Lestrange Daughter, Werewolf OC - Freeform, Protective Remus Lupin, Beauxbatons (Harry Potter), french original character

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/cHPj2NK

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #Severus Snape

[whattodowithkpop]

Watch Your Step (S. Coups)

Title: Watch Your Step

Pairing: S. Coups x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,221 words

Writer: Whattodowithkpop [Lio]

Summary: He catches her from falling down the stairwell and from having to deal with an annoying young businessman. They end up working closer in the corporate field, amongst working closer in other ways.

*****

It was a late night at a rooftop party. Big name executives gathered in this space as they talked amongst themselves about business. They all had smiles on their faces and talked in pleasent conversation, however it was clear to anyone at this party it was all a front to get business partners.

I wasn't a big name executive, however I was the daughter of one. I worked in my father's company which required me to attend these types of events alongside him. I put on my fake smile, a smile you could see on all their faces, however, mine was plastered because I the people that surrounded me were these types of men and woman, ones that exuded dishonesty.

I was already exhausted from all of the chatter and all I wanted to do was peel this dress off my neck so I could breathe, I hid my irritation and discomfort, however my facade was beginning to break. I needed to step away for a moment to catch a breather and compose myself.

I excuse myself from the conversation, making a quick exit to the door that lead to the stairwell. Before I could reach it, however, a large hand encasing around my bicep, making me turn with the momentum, coming face to face with the son of a big name in the restaurant industry.

"Hey." He smirks at me, his bright white teeth shining against the darkness of the night sky.

I roll my eyes as I pull my arm from his hand, stepping away from him to give myself some space.

"I have to go retrieve something for my father." I lie as I begin towards the exit before I'm stopped again.

This wasn't something new to me, as this wasn't the first time this man had halted me in my tracks. He was the son of a business man that often worked with my father. My father would love for me to accept this business mogul's son's advancements, however he always came across creepy and he continued to persist despite my obvious rejections.

"Let me go with you." He requests as he follows me towards the staircase that lead to the rest of the skyscraper.

"It's classified." I tell him with a fake smile.

"We don't have to tell anyone." He smirks at me.

I smirk back at him, resting my hands on his shoulders leaning into his ear to whisper.

"If you follow me, I will not hesitate to throw you down the stairs and I will make it look like an accident."

I pull away from him to see a shocked, blushing face.

"Oh my god, did that turn you on?" I glare at him.

His silence answers my question, making me sneer as I walk to the staircase door. I am relieved when he doesn't follow me. I make a quick descent down the stairs, making it a point to continue checking the stairs above me to make sure he didn't follow me. As I approach the last steps, I take one last look above me and see him racing down the steps making me groan as I speed up. When I add this speed in combination with my thin heel, it causes me to miss the last step, tripping me and causing me fall forward.

Before I hit the ground an arm loops around my stomach, stopping me from falling down the rest of the steps. I look up seeing a familiar face that I had seen business meetings between some of the bigger corporations. His dark hair falls over his forehead, his big, doe eyes trained towards the stairs as his arm stayed around my stomach to keep me stabled.

I follow his eyes, seeing the man I had tried so hard to get away from. He stared at the young man and I, trying to make sense of the situation he found us in before his eyes widen making a retreat back up the stairs. When I turn back to the man who held me up, I see his eyes in a fiery glare at the retreating form before her turns his attention back to me to help me stand.

"Thank you." I bow to him, meeting his eyes after.

“Was he chasing you?” He asks, his eyes boring into mine.

“Oh him.” I gesture up the stairs. “He follows me around. Nothing I can’t handle.”

I knew who he was. His father was the owner of an electronics company. He was a big part of his fathers business and did a lot of the social aspects for his father. He was never in the news for scandals and he was always respectable. This was the first time I had spoken to him and I felt surprised to see him here since his father usually didn’t attends these types of things, the party scene wasn't his businesses cup of tea.

“I don’t think it’s safe for you to go through the staircases alone...” He trails off.

I smile at his genuine worry. “I appreciate your concern. But I’m just stepping out for a breather.”

“Would it be okay... If I joined you?” He asks, his soft eyes meeting my shocked ones.

“If you’d like.” I smile, however my shock still runs through my body.

~

That was the night I met Mr. Seungcheol Choi. Him and I enjoyed the rest of the evening by ourselves away from the party. We became quick friends due to the fact we were both heavily involved with our father’s business but we both shared the disinterest of taking them over.

Our closeness soon became realized by our fathers who took it as a business advancement. They were quick to partner us up on a business deal, deciding to come together for a technological advancement. Seungcheol and I paired together to work on the advertising and basics of the project.

“One of us is going to have to talk to the press.” I say as Seungcheol and I sit next to each other.

“You have a face for tv.” Seungcheol smirks at me, making me roll my eyes.

“Your father’s business is bigger.” I tell him as I rest my head on my hands and lean on the table towards Seungcheol.

“I think the public would like to see a pretty girl for the face of this project.” Seungcheol strikes back, mirroring my stance.

“So you think I’m pretty?” I smirk at him.

“Maybe.”

The flirting between us wasn’t new. It was something that had continued to escalate the closer we got. However, Seungcheol leaning closer to me was something new, his head inched closer to mine and I found myself leaning in closer as well.

My hands grip the table as I feel his breath fan over my lips, my heart rate picking up. I close my eyes and wait for his lips to touch mine.

A sudden slam of the door jolts us apart. My head jerks to the newly opened door where Seungcheol’s dad stood in the archway, his face wearing a frown, however I could see he wasn’t truly irritated at this possible development.

“Father, we were just-“

Seungcheol's dad cut him off, holding up a hand. “Please, continue.” He turns to leave, saying one last thing before his departure.

“Just make sure you at least get the proposal done.”

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on the boardwalk- c.sg

pairing(s)- choi seungcheol x reader (ft. jeonghan, joshua, and johnny and taeyong of nct)

genre- fluff, college! au, PG

word count- 2.6k 

warnings- mentions of blood 

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when (y/n) woke up, she instantly felt anxious. she just finished her first year of college, and all she wanted to do was relax, at least just for a day. as soon as she arrived home, jeonghan called her and told her to pack her bags again. 

jeonghan, seungcheol, and joshua had made plans to go to the beach with (y/n), without her. she couldn’t be mad at them, however. they hadn’t talked to her for a short while, and all they really wanted to do was hang out with her again. 

she walked out onto the balcony of their hotel, which thankfully, had an amazing view of the sea. she tightened the complimentary silk robe they gave her, and wrapped her arms around herself. 

the glass door slid open. she turned around to see a half-awake seungcheol ambling towards her. 

“good morning” seungcheol mumbled. 

“mornin’.” she smiled. seungcheol’s face fell. 

“are you alright?” he said. (y/n) looked at him and laughed. she hesitated for a second before responding. 

“i dunno. you guys kinda sprang this on me. i haven’t seen my parents since… march? maybe april? i was hoping to spend at least a day with them before going out.” (y/n) shrugged. 

“i told them they should’ve waited! i said it wasn’t fair for you. they could’ve at least given you a day to settle back home.” seungcheol exclaimed. (y/n) laughed and put her hand on his shoulder.

“i’m not mad or anything. plus, this hotel is amazing. i don’t see how you guys could afford this.” seungcheol shrugged smugly. they both turned to the knock on the glass door. 

“do you guys wanna come with us to get breakfast? there’s a place only a block away.” joshua slid the door open to interrogate the two. 

(y/n) and seungcheol looked at eachother, then to joshua. they nodded in unison. joshua gave them a weird look and turned back around. 

seungcheol and (y/n) had been close ever since the day they met. they instantly clicked, like two puzzle pieces. the pair had been teased relentlessly by their friends, and jeonghan swore up and down to his grave that the two would grow old together, but (y/n) and seungcheol never discussed the topic of even having any types of feelings towards the other. of course, (y/n) had thought about it. however, she didn’t want to ruin her friendship with him. it didn’t seem that seungcheol was necessarily in the right spot for a relationship. he had only gotten out of one a couple months ago, which he got cheated on multiple times. (y/n) said a countless number of times that he didn’t like her before they had broken up, and when one of the boys would ask her why, she’d say she can just tell when someone is a bad person. she just didn’t want to admit that his girlfriend got to kiss him before she did. 

(y/n) found herself spacing out on their short walk to the restaurant. the boys were talking about topics that (y/n) didn’t necessarily know about, so she didn’t butt in to the conversation. 

when they sat down, (y/n) immediately asked, “who’s paying?” 

all three of them turned their attention towards her. their sudden attention caused a mini panic. “i can just pay for myself, though, if that’s needed. 

seungcheol waved his hand. “no, it’s fine! i can pay for the two of us. joshua and jeonghan can pay for themselves.” 

“what?!” jeonghan exclaimed. he slumped in his seat and started to groan. joshua started to laugh, and flicked his arm. 

“you’ll be fine, you big baby.” jeonghan looked even more hurt at joshua’s comment. 

the three boys continued to bicker, while (y/n) would stay quiet, with an occasional giggle or comment. 

they finished breakfast fast, since there weren't that many people there. the streets had started to get more crowded.

“should we spend the day at the beach? there’s an aquarium near here, but me and josh wanted to go on the boardwalk later tonight. oh! there’s also a zoo only a couple minutes from here.” jeonghan rambled. seungcheol looked down at (y/n). she caught his eye, and when she did, they started to laugh. 

“i hate zoos. there are always so many mosquitos, and it’s so freakin’ hot.” seungcheol shot down jeonghan’s suggestion. jeonghan mumbled something to himself. 

seungcheol and (y/n)’s hands brushed past each other multiple times. she wanted to grab onto his, but she wasn’t sure how. 

when they arrived back at the hotel, jeonghan repeated his suggestions. seungcheol walked out onto the balcony for a quick second, then came back in. 

“we might as well go to the beach. there aren’t a lot of people right now, so we could get a good spot.” he said. joshua agreed with him, and they all went to get their bathing suits. (y/n) changed in the bathroom.

as she got her top on, she realized that she couldn’t reach that far to tie it. she sighed, and kept trying, until someone knocked on the door. 

“are you ready?” seungcheol asked. (y/n) contemplated coming up with a lie, just so she wouldn’t have to have someone help her. she’d never really been in front of the boys in a bathing suit before. she could just stay here at the hotel, and say that she started her period and didn’t bring any tampons. 

“i can’t tie it.” (y/n) groaned. seungcheol chuckled, and asked if he could come in. when he did, she was already turned around, holding the strings up. seungcheol grabbed each string and tied it into a knot. 

(y/n) turned around. it was only for a split second; seungcheol couldn’t help but stare at her.

“you look really pretty.” he mumbled. (y/n) let out a breathy laugh and smiled at him.

“are you guys coming?!” joshua yelled. seungcheol grabbed her wrist and lead her out of the bathroom.

they decided to walk again, since the beach was literally right behind their hotel. as soon as they had set their stuff down, a group of four boys their age came up to them. 

“do you wanna play volleyball with us?” the tallest one asked. “we kinda figured it’d be boring with only two people on each team. i’m johnny, by the way.” 

before any of the four could say anything, jeonghan happily agreed. joshua and him walked off with johnny and his three friends, while seungcheol hesitated. 

“do you want to? i can stay with you here.” seungcheol asked. (y/n) frantically shook her head. 

“i wanna play.” she stated. 

they walked together to the net that had already been put up. it looked pretty old, and some of the strings that formed the net were broken. 

it wasn't long until they started to get extremely competitive. (y/n) relatively stood in the back, and only  went for the ball when it started to come in her direction. 

it was seungcheol’s turn to set the ball. as soon as he did, he walked over to (y/n). “if we win, i’ll buy you whatever you want when we go to the boardwalk tonight.”

(y/n)’s eyes brightened up, and she nodded. she walked closer to the net. 

as she did so, joshua’s arm flew down from spiking the ball, only to slam (y/n) right in her nose. the force from being hit knocked her down onto her butt. 

at the same time she hit the ground, she felt something drop onto her legs. a crimson-colored liquid continued to drop onto her legs and bathing suit, and then down to the sand. the boys hadn’t noticed until jeonghan tripped over (y/n).

“pinch your nose and lean forward, (y/n).” seungcheol demanded as he picked (y/n) up by her shoulders. “did someone hit you?” 

“joshua.” she replied. he turned around at the mention of his name.

“what? oh, shit.” joshua tried to take a step towards her, but seungcheol shot him a glare that made joshua happy that looks can’t kill. 

“i’m gonna take her back to the hotel.” johnny and his friends looked at eachother with confused looks on their faces. the one with pink hair, who they learned that his name was taeyong, told her that he hoped she’d be okay. 

seungcheol grabbed his towel and shook it out. he immediately pressed it to her nose. he slung his arm around her shoulder. 

“you don’t have to do that. i can hold it myself.” (y/n)’s voice was muffled by the towel. seungcheol didn’t respond. 

as soon as the hotel was in sight, seungcheol practically ran to the entrance. (y/n) could barely keep up, despite his arm being around her. 

“alright, (y/n).” he picked her up and set her on the bathroom counter. seungcheol grabbed one of the rags from the drawers. he replaced the towel he gave to her with the rag. 

“do you want a different pair of shorts? since your bathing suits all bloody.” he asked. (y/n) looked at him and started to laugh.

“you seem more upset than i am. you’re not even the one bleeding.” she said. seungcheol stared at her for a second with a confused look on his face, which soon turned into a flustered one. 

“y-you’re just my best friend, and i care about you a lot, you know? i don’t want you getting hurt.” seungcheol stammered. she pushed herself off the bathroom counter, and removed the rag to see how much she’d bled. it was less than what was on his towel, but it was still a concerning amount of blood. seungcheol tried to get her back onto the counter, but she waved him off. 

“i’m fine. i’ll just put ice on it and wait ‘till it stops bleeding. i played soccer when i was little, i think i’m used to this.” seungcheol debated on arguing with her. he sighed, and walked out of the bathroom. 

“cheol,” (y/n) called. he turned back around and cocked his head slightly to the side. “you can go back. i can take care of myself. you should go have fun.” (y/n) smiled. seungcheol stared at her for a second, and (y/n) could tell he was genuinely thinking about it. 

seungcheol’s gaze went frantic as he nodded, not exactly sure where to look. 

(y/n) leaned against the door frame of the bathroom, watching seungcheol as he walked out of the hotel room. 

the boys didn’t come back until about two hours later. (y/n) had taken a shower after seungcheol left. she figured her bathing suit was ruined, so she went ahead and threw it away.  

when they walked in, joshua immediately showered her with apologies. he took it as far as offering to buy her food for however long as she wanted, but (y/n) waved him off. 

“it’s fine. you didn’t break my nose or anything, i’m not mad.” (y/n) laughed. joshua opened his mouth to continue apologizing, but jeonghan interrupted. 

“do you think you’re alright to go on the boardwalk?” he asked. 

(y/n) glanced at seungcheol, silently reminding him of the deal he had made with her. “yeah, of course. it’s not like joshua broke my legs.” joshua started to apologize all over again. seungcheol, jeonghan, and (y/n) all rolled their eyes and groaned. 

the boys changed out of their bathing suits, and (y/n) changed into something more casual, instead of an oversized t-shirt. 

even though it was a little bit farther than the restaurant and the beach, they decided to walk to the boardwalk. 

when seungcheol noticed that (y/n) wasn’t really engaging in the boys’ conversation, seungcheol immediately started his own with (y/n). jeonghan and joshua noticed, and started to tease them. 

(y/n) figured there would be a ferris wheel, but she didn’t expect it to be that big. she tugged on seungcheol’s sleeve and pointed at it. 

“we have to go on it.” she demanded. joshua’s eyes widened, and he started to shake his head. 

“i’m terrified of heights. no.” joshua whimpered. jeonghan started to laugh. 

“and you called me a baby?” jeonghan scoffed. seungcheol and (y/n) giggled, while joshua sulked. 

“i’ll only go if i get to go with seungcheol.” joshua sighed. (y/n) let go of seungcheol’s sleeve and wrapped her arms around herself. jeonghan pinched joshua. he looked at jeonghan with a confused face, until he realized why jeonghan pinched him. 

“oh! actually, nevermind. i can go with jeonghan.” he said. (y/n) instantly felt her heartbeat speed up. she grabbed back onto seungcheol’s sleeve. 

they walked over to the line of the ferris wheel. 

“the line is so long.” (y/n) complained. 

“you’re the one who wanted to go on it.” joshua mocked. 

(y/n) glared at him. 

“they’re putting two people in a cart. if anything, there’s only twenty-ish people in front of us, so if you divide that by two, it’s really only ten. plus, they’re already putting people in carts, anyways.” seungcheol explained. (y/n) giggled. 

“what?” “you sound so smart.” she noticed how close they were to the front of the line. her heart beat started to speed up. seungcheol shrugged smugly. 

while jeonghan and joshua started to bicker, seungcheol effortlessly wrapped his arm around (y/n). she tensed at first, but quickly got used to it. (y/n) leaned into him. jeonghan and joshua noticed just as seungcheol and (y/n)’s cart was already being closed by the worker.

the ferris wheel started, then abruptly stopped as more people got on, and others took over their spots. seungcheol looked below him from the opening of the cart, and waved to jeonghan and joshua, who were in the cart underneath them. 

“joshua looks scared out of his mind.” seungcheol laughed. 

eventually, the ferris wheel started to continuously spin. when the ferris wheel finally stopped spinning to let people off, seungcheol and (y/n)’s spot was on the very top of the ferris wheel. 

(y/n) didn’t think she would get scared, she never had. but here she was, with the feeling that the cart might just fall off, and plumett the two to their deaths. 

“seungcheol, we’re going to die.” (y/n) whimpered. he let out a breathy laugh. 

“we’re fine. we’re only going to be up here for ike, ten more seconds.” seungcheol shrugged. 

(y/n) counted to ten in her head. when they hadn’t moved at all, she felt tears start to sting her eyes and panic really set in. 

“seungcheol, we aren’t moving.” she shuttered. 

“did you really count to ten?” he laughed.

“seungcheol! we’re stuck. we’re going to die up here.”

“(y/n)-”

“no, seungcheol. we’re literally going to-” seungcheol grabbed both of (y/n)’s wrists and gently pinned them to her side. before she was able to continue freaking out, seungcheol quickly pressed his lips to hers. as soon as their lips met, the cart moved. 

“we’re not gonna die, (y/n).” he breathed when he pulled away.

(y/n) looked dazed for a second. she swallowed, and then wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again. 

“joshua, look!” seungcheol and (y/n) pulled away from each other to see jeonghan peering down at them from their cart that was above them. joshua rushed over to see what jeonghan was pointing at, and he started to laugh. 

the carts jerked forward again, and joshua cowered back down into his seat. 

“would you be my girlfriend?” seungcheol blurted. (y/n) stared at him for a second, waiting for him to say that he was joking. when she realized he wasn’t, she smiled. 

“yeah!, yeah, cheol, of course.” she giggled. 

seungcheol smiled at her. (y/n) leaned into his side as he wrapped his arm around her, watching in silence as fireworks started to go off.

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