#kirsten dodgen x reader

[throughthebluesea]

Caught Between Pink and Blue

pairing: bada lee × swf2 crew leader!reader x kirsten dodgen

word count: 1.44k

den's notes: this is from the prompts listed by @nimixe, and i've been contemplating if i'm gonna write to this, but... i hope i did justice to the prompt, madame. 💪🏻 once again, not proofread! leave your thoughts, and thank you in advance!

there's already hype with the leader class mission since there's a growing tension between three of the leaders, namely bada lee from bebe, kirsten from jam republic, and you, leader of empireon. both leaders are known for their choreography and overall stage presence.

it's not like you dragged yourself into the said tension. you just happened to be there, a lost cause, like what your members always say.

just a quick backstory, it all happened when the empireon crew entered the fight zone last, the crews' eyes are on you, their leader. your strong physique yet elegant vibe captured everyone's attention.

empireon became the talk of the town for their diverse line-up. although you shine among them all, your crew members were known in their genre. hana for locking, doa for afro, felicity for krumping and vogueing, samara for freestyle, and sora for choreography.

of course, you were known for your diverse genre styles but mainly focused on choreography, tutting, and wacking. (mannequeen members knew you because you've been one of the judges of the contests they joined at.)

ling would gush over their leader that your vibe is almost similar as monika from the previous season, and their fellow competitor, bada lee. the members of team bebe had the same sentiments. although both leaders said nothing and just eyed at their competitor.

their thoughts eventually changed when the no respect battles started and you were selected as their no respect dancers and entered a lot of battles and succeeded in all those battles.

"i like y/n... she's got style and sass." kirsten said to her members, and latrice just eyed her with a small smirk, surprised (and not that surprised) that their leader suddenly expressed interest over their competitor. "well, i gotta agree with you, kirs. she's not all talk, she shows stuff."

"we're all on a shoot break so why not approach her? she seemed pretty chill, plus i heard she's nice even though she's provoked." audrey suggested. the rest of the jam republic dancers agreed.

same goes with team bebe, where they were pushing their leader to approach you. bada is flustered watching you from your recent no respect battles. the diverse styles you show, the facial expressions you used. even flirting with the other dancers when they started to flirt.

"do it for us, unnie!" sowoen pushed the older towards the location of your crew. bada scowled at her mischievous students, but she knew she can’t say no since they rarely make requests, and she is interested with you, as well, so she fixed her cap and approached the said leader.

both kirsten and bada were surprised to see each other in front of the empireon crew's bleachers. they grew suspicious of each other's whereabouts, but they knew you were part of it. they're having this staring contest, and their crew members were watching this 'drama' unfold. they find it amusing that you were just sitting with your back in front of bada and kirsten, having no idea that there's already tension behind your back.

hana, one of your formidable crew member were the first to notice the presence of the pink and blue leader behind your back. she nudged doa, another empireon crew member, who took notice of the tension behind their leader. she nudged you, and you looked at her, confused. she points behind you, and you finally turn around to see the two.

you were the one to break the staring contest. you flashed your smile at the two, and they tried their best not convulse on the spot.

okay, back to the present time. bada's choreography was chosen for the leader's mission. all nine leaders are warmed up, but there's kirsten and bada glancing at each other and towards your direction.

the other crews began to notice the glances and the growing tension.

"i heard both bada-ssaem and kirsten voted for y/n-nim's choreography when y/n-nim and the others voted for bada-ssaem's..."

"omo?? that's so interesting! i heard they both approached y/n-nim during the no respect battles..."

"what is this love triangle....."

everyone's eyes are on the trio now, and their respective crew members are squealing on the sides.

nob took notice of what's happening, and casually slides in your side. "y/n, how does it feel to have THE bada lee and kirsten dodgen pursuing you?"

you're not sure what to answer either. sure, both leaders are so charismatic and both known by their colorful resume in the dance industry, so it was hard for you to answer such simple question.

you're slightly honored? and at the same time there's pressure, since you have to choose one between these lovely women in the end. she had to erase the looming thoughts first, and she had to focus on the main dancer battle for the leader's class.

the main dancer battle was intense. each of the leaders danced to bada's choreography with their own flavor. the dances were done in batches, and you're in bada's batch and when it's time for you to dance, you made sure that you go all out.

when the judges announced there would be a reaudition for the main dancer, everyone cheered when both you, bada, and kirsten were called, along with akanen and lia kim.

the battle begins once more, and everyone is freaking out, going all out with the cheering for their beloved leaders.

the judges announced yet another call for re-audition. this time, the crowd went nuts when they called your name, bada's, and kirsten's.

"is this the battle of the century? the love triangle's final dance?!" cera screamed as she shooked redlic.

"nah, this ain't a battle for the main dancer, this is a battle for y/n-nim's attention." yoonji added.

"oh to be fought over by bada and kirsten..." yeni cho sighed and shooked her head, making haechi and baby sleek snort at what she said.

you looked glanced at them, shocked that they're both looking at you, as well. there was a tinge of blush on your face after getting all this attention. this is not how it's supposed to be, you just wanna dance and prove everyone that empireon is as strong as the other crews, garner attention and be the top crew.

you sure didn't expect that two of their leaders started to pursue you and your attention.

bada raised her hand, to which daniel approached immediately and gave her the mic.

"before the reaudition starts, i just wanna add something..." she begins, and all the crews went quiet for a minute. "whoever wins the main dancer position, y/n has to go out with for a date." she says firmly, and everyone goes nuts once again.

you watched the tall female in awe, you were speechless. kirsten seemed to like the idea and lifts a thumbs up.

monika then grabs her mic, and looked at the three with an eyebrow raised, "and what if y/n gets chosen as the main dancer, then?"

bada didn't hesitate, "then it's y/n's choice on who is she taking out on a date. it's either me, or kirsten."

"IS THIS STILL STREET WOMAN FIGHTER??" the girls screamed.

monika nods, satisfied with her answer. "so i guess... good luck, y/n-nim. and may the best dancer wins?"

you were a blushing mess at this point, who would've thought you'd be in this situation right now?

both dancers find your current state adorable. the shift on your movements due to your flustered state makes it interesting for them to watch.

"may the best dancer win?" kirsten said to bada, and the latter just smirked. "oh, yes." she answered.

the three began to dance once smoke plays again, dancing with all their stamina and sass. when the "i'm gonna smoke you" part comes in, both bada and kirsten approached you in the middle, doing their best to gain your attention, and you just dance with your lower lip stuck between your teeth. you find the two amusing, but still you're surprised that these two is really fighting for you through dance.

you three did your ending poses, and the whole studio erupted with cheers and screams.

the judges are in a dilemma right now. all three did so well, but they have to choose only one. there was also added pressure since your date with either bada or kirsten is also on the line.

"the main dancer we have chosen is..."

all the dancers were on the edge of their seats for the results.

and when mike song said the final name they chose, everyone is in shambles. there was a lot of screaming and cheering.

there were grins on their faces, and their eyes are on you.

mike song mentioned your name as the main dancer for the leader's class.

daniel steps forward, and asked the golden question.

"empireon's y/n l/n. between bada from bebe and kirsten from jam republic, who are you choosing as your date?"

"first of all... i am honored. and second, these two women are lovely, talented, and beautiful in their own way. if i were to choose one, it will be...."

you mentioned your choice, and the crowd went wild. both leaders were smiling from ear to ear, satisfied with your choice.

- fin.

den's additional notes: who might be the lucky girl??? 👀👀👀 i'll leave the last part to your imagination. 😌🫶🏻

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[auliisflower]

Siren eyes

“C’mon, don’t look at me like that, Baby”

JAM REPUBLIC! KIRSTEN DODGEN

X

FEM! IDOL READER

A wild heartstealer idol named Yang Y/N and a globally famous dancer named Kirsten Dodgen is a pretty good duo for a power couple, don’t you think? One can only wonder how the korean public will take the news that a dancer from New Zealand can tame the all-famous idol Yang Y/n. Will life let them have their way or will the public eye force another idol between the two who they think will fit Y/n better?

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The sound of keys clanging down on a desk could be heard throughout the cold, quiet apartment soon after Y/n had turned on the light in the dim hallway. It was pitch black, maybe 1 am? Y/n wasn’t sure…How much had she drunk at that party? She wondered if her girlfriend was still up.

Oh shit.

Her girlfriend. Y/n had sent her a text earlier promising that she would get home early. Her friends got her too drunk, that promise completely slipped out of her head. Now here she was stumbling around the apartment, trying not to make any noise just in case Kirsten woke up.

She downed a glass of water and went into the bathroom to wash up for bed. Oh god, she looked terrible, when did her cheeks go that red? It almost looked like someone’s lipstick….

“No, don’t think that..oh fuck” Y/n’s head pulsed, she could barely remember the wild night at her brother’s house.

She hurried up and brushed her teeth, took off her make up, and got into her pajamas. “I wonder what time Kirsten went to sleep…I’m so fucked tomorrow morning” Y/n muttered to herself as she climbed the stairs towards her and her girlfriend’s shared bedroom.

She slowly pushed the door open to find Kirsten completely covered, almost drowning in the sheets. Y/n chuckled to herself, finding her girlfriend adorable. She wouldn’t be so adorable tomorrow though, as soon as she found out what time Y/n got home. Ugh, it scares Y/n just thinking about it. Well, there’s nothing she could do about it now.

Y/n didn’t even bother checking her friends’ messages at that point, she just placed her phone down on the bedside table, without another thought. There were only two things on her dizzy mind at that point, the warm bed and her warm, cozy girlfriend.

The next morning

…8:37 am…

Y/n woke with a start, finding her peaceful sleep interrupted by a pillow to her face…

“Ugh…” she groaned as a hangover headache made its presence known. She opened her eyes to her girlfriend who wore Y/n’s old grey shirt and little black shorts. “…Hi, Kirs” she smiled meekly at her girlfriend who just glared at her.

After a few awkward seconds of silence Kirsten finally voiced out, “I’m just disappointed”. Y/n sat up from the comfy duvet and rubbed her sleepy eyes, “I’m sorry, baby, my friends got me too drunk and I couldn’t think straight.” She just rolled her eyes at you and stormed out the room. Y/n could hear Kirsten’s thundering footsteps down the stairs and groaned.

She fucked up.

Big time.

Y/n quickly got up from the bed and made the covers and pillows tidy. She stepped down the staircase quietly in order to not set her girlfriend off even more. She looked around the apartment and found the bathroom locked, she could hear the sink running and…crying? Oh fuck, “No, no, no” Y/n thought, panicking, “what the fuck happened last night?” She remembered her phone in the bedroom and ran up to go get it.

She unlocked her phone and immediately opened instagram to a horde of messages from her friends last night. She viewed some stories, including two from one of her close friends, Ishiriki Yangxi, an idol who the public thinks should be with Y/n as their visuals fit with each other. The first part of the story was a group picture with Y/n and their circle of friends, The second picture was..

“Oh my fucking god” Y/n’s eyes widened at the image. It was a picture of her and Yangxi, the girl was placing a kiss on Y/n’s cheek, leaving red lipstick marks all over Y/n’s face, as sweaty bodies jumped and danced around them.

“No fucking way she posted this.” Y/n immediately sent a message to Yangxi,

“ISHIRIKI LIAN YANGXI, WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU POST THAT ON YOUR STORY? KIRSTEN FUCKING SAW IT AND NOW SHE’S CRYING. WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU. YOU KNEW I WAS TOTALLY WASTED AND TOOK ADVANTAGE OF ME.“

After sending the message with her head pulsing even harder than last night, she left her phone on the bed and ran down the stairs.

Kirsten was nowhere to be found. “Oh fuck me” Y/n gritted her teeth together. Where was she? Oh god, she had to apologize, right this instant. She needed to explain that it wasn’t what she thought.

Y/n sent a few messages to Kirsten apologizing for the story and explaining the situation. She called her girlfriend’s number, no answer…Shit. “God where is she?” Y/n thought, stressed over this. Y/n asked around Kirsten’s friends, Ling, Latrice, Emma, and Audrey.

Ling, Emma, and Audrey all answered pretty quick, all responding with replies like they didn’t know or Kirsten hasn’t talked to them.

Latrice answered last, “She’s with me in the studio, we’re working on a choreo piece” Y/n read her reply quickly as she saw Latrice’s chat bubble typing again.

“Kirs told me that she wanted some space for a couple hours to cool down and think about things” she added

Y/n replied to Latrice, “Oh…okay, could you please tell her I’m incredibly sorry and if she’ll let me I’ll explain to her what happened, please.”

Latrice replied instantly, “Okay sure, don’t worry about it, I’m sure she’ll feel better after a few hours of dancing to cool off”

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Y/n decided to leave her alone, deciding it would be better for her to think about that

for a while before Y/n explains herself. She figured Kirsten would come back somewhere near lunch time, she usually takes a nap at noon…

It was now 9:15 and Y/n decided to get some stuff to make up for last night. She went out and got a bouquet of yellow and white tulips, yellow was Kirsten’s favorite, because she loves the sun. She hurried home and made lunch for the two of them.

…10:04 am…

Y/n cleaned her self up and put on something comfy to not look like a mess. She went up to the bedroom and opened her phone.

There was a message from Yangxi.

“Oh. I thought you were in your right mind…Everyone told me I should go for it, I’m sorry.” Her reply said.

“Well, Sorry doesn’t cut it. I was completely drunk last night, that should’ve never happened, I’m sorry but this friendship cannot go on if it hurts my girlfriend” Y/n replied back coldly, still fuming from Yangxi’s actions. She blocked her, just to make sure it never happened again, she didn’t care if the public wanted them to date, Y/n wanted Kirsten, and Kirsten only.

Y/n cleaned up the house a bit more before Kirsten came back to take her mind of Yangxi for a bit. She went up to the bedroom again to touch up her makeup, after a few minutes she heard the door unlocking and a few light footsteps.

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She grabbed the bouquet from the bed and listened for a few minutes. Once she heard the bathroom door opening and closing shut, she crept down the stairs quietly and hid in the living room for a bit.

After the bathroom door opens once more, Y/n peeked through the living room door to see Kirsten looking for something in her bag with her back to Y/n. Slowly and quietly, Y/n made her way to her girlfriend and gently slid her arms around Kirsten’s waist.

With the bouquet in one hand and the other going lower to hook her fingers through the belt loops of Kirsten’s pants, Y/n gently laid her chin on Kirsten’s shoulder as Kirsten let out a soft sigh.

“Kirsten please…I’m sorry, let me explain what happened” Y/n begged her quietly, hugging her tightly as if afraid if she let go, it’d be the last time. Kirsten let a few seconds of silence slip as she felt Y/n’s hot breath on her neck and her warm hands on her waist.

“Fine…what the hell did I see on Yangxi’s story this morning?” Kirsten muttered quietly as she placed her hands gently on the kitchen counter, the item in her bag completely forgotten.

Y/n heaved a sigh, “It was my fault, I’m so sorry, my love. My brother gave me too much to drink but I never thought Yangxi would’ve taken advantage of that. Trust me, Kirsten, I would never willingly let her do that.” Y/n quietly let out.

“Please believe me on this, Kirsten, I’ve already asked my company and Yangxi to separate us, I never want to work with her anymore now that she hurt you.” Y/n begged her, her eyes shined with tears because seeing Kirsten hurt broke her heart into a million pieces.

Kirsten stayed silent for a bit, Y/n could feel her breathing more heavily now. “it's okay... you go on ahead and cry. I've got you...” Y/n let out worriedly as tears slid down Kirsten’s cheeks. Y/n let go of her and set the bouquet on the table quickly, she turned back to Kirsten who was looking down at the floor, her tears steadily flowing.

Y/n wiped her tears gently, “You know you’re mine right?” Kirsten let out quietly as she let Y/n wipe her tears away. “Of course, my love” Y/n breathed out, clearly relieved, “I’m all yours, Kirs” Y/n grabbed her hand gently and placed a gentle kiss on her palm.

Y/n giggled lightly at the shorter woman, "What are you laughing at? i don't see anything funny." Kirsten questioned her, Y/n giggled in response “You’re cute when you’re jealous”

“Sorry how am I not supposed to be jealous when you’re supposed to be fucking mine, Y/n?” Kirsten rolled her eyes, Y/n grinned at her as she wrapped her arms around Kirsten’s waist again, finally letting out a breath she didn’t even know she was holding.

“You're so fucking hot when you're mad." Y/n muttered in Kirsten’s ear as she giggled finally relieving the tension that hung in the air for the past couple of minutes. Kirsten broke the hug as she held both of Y/n’s hands in her own,

“Yeah, yeah. You're cute. Just stop smiling at me like that." She giggled back in response.

Kirsten took Y/n’s hand and led her into the living room, “Oh?, you just can't help yourself, can you?" Y/n giggled at the shorter woman, loving this side of Kirsten she rarely got to see. They stumbled into the room, as Kirsten pulled Y/n’s collar to bring her into a heated kiss, Y/n didn’t resist, she’ll let Kirsten have her fun this one time.

Y/n just let it happen as Kirsten pushed her onto the couch, “Don’t you have to go back to the studio later?” Y/n questioned her girlfriend as she sat in her lap. “That doesn’t really matter to me right now, I’m sure Latrice can finish the piece by herself” Kirsten mumbled as she pulled Y/n into a slow, sweet kiss which morphed into a rough, eager make out session that left Y/n whimpering for more.

As Kirsten let Y/n catch her breath, she said “You look good like this, with my lipstick all smeared around your face and your neck marked by me.” Kirsten grinned smugly at the woman below her. She pushed Y/n so that the taller woman was lying down with Kirsten still comfortably seated in her lap.

Y/n was panting achingly at Kirsten, completely overwhelmed by her dominating behavior. She was all over you. She looked at you with those beautiful, captivating eyes of hers and you just found her irresistible. That was a look Y/n could never get tired of.

“C’mon, don’t look at me like that, Baby”

Let’s just say Y/n’s bouquet and the lunch she prepared were long forgotten after that.

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HIIIII!!!! SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG HELP, ANYWAYS I HOPED THIS LIVED UP TO YOUR EXPECTATIONS 😭😭 SORRY IF IT SUCKS BUT I DID MY BEST OK😭 BUT IF YOU WANT MORE FEEL FREE TO SEND ME REQUESTS FOR ANY SWF2 DANCER <333 THATS ALL ILY GUYS MWA

(girl this was not my best, at all)

#swf2 x reader #swf2 #kirsten x reader #kirsten dodgen #jam republic #ling zhang #emma huch #latrice #audrey lane #yang jungwon #street woman fighter 2 #kirsten dodgen x reader

[belovedjeju]

(Ain’t No Love) In This Club | Mafia!Kirsten Dodgen x Reader

Synopsis: You’re brought to a rich person’s club for a night of fun, only to catch the eye of a powerful, beautiful woman named Kirsten.

Tw: Cursing, suggestive. MDNI.

Any pictures used are for aesthetic purposes only and aren’t indicative of one’s body type or race. Any relation to any real person or place is purely coincidental.

Word Count: ~7.3k

It is a chilly day when Kirsten first lays her eyes on you. Clad in a long sleeve baby blue top, matching stockings, and a white miniskirt and heels, she can’t help but stare at you from the cafe across the street.

You’re waiting on something, your eyes darting back and forth on the street in between texting your phone. Your foot taps the ground as you wait, one hand on your hip.

“You should go up and talk to her,” a voice says, causing Kirsten to snap out of her trance. Looking over, she sees her friend and subordinate, Latrice, looking at her with a small smirk, laptop in front of her. Kirsten rolls her eyes, taking another sip of her coffee.

“Oh please,” she says in dismissal, putting her cup down, “why in the world would I do that?” Was she embarrassed? No. In her line of work there’s no need for embarrassment, although she can feel heat crawl up her neck. She schools her face back to its neutral stance.

“As if you haven’t been staring at her for the past five minutes,” Latrice retorts as she swirls her spoon in her cup. “Come on, Kirsten. We’re only here for a few weeks at most, you might as well have some fun while you’re at it.” Latrice shrugs as she teases her, looking back over to you with curiosity in her eyes. “She is a cutie, isn’t she?”

Kirsten looks back over to you, still waiting patiently, before quickly looking away.

“I’m not here to ‘have fun’, Latrice. I’m here to close this deal and then we can go home.” At that declaration, Latrice rolls her eyes.

“Yeah, yeah, so you can do even more work. I know how much you love to torture yourself.” Kirsten scoffs in fake offense.

“Says you, of all people. Who did I have to convince to leave her office to even come to Korea with me?” She bites back, smiling as Latrice avoids her eyes.

“Fine, fine. Ms. All-work-and-absolutely-zero-play,” Kirsten rolls her eyes at her, and they both turn their gaze back to you. “Although, who knows if you’ll get the chance to see her again. Don’t want to let these opportunities pass you by,” Latrice says in a sing song voice.

You’re on the phone now, beckoning a guy over. He hands you a bag, and your thick hair falls over your shoulder as you check the contents. You smile, patting the guy on the arm before he whispers in your ear.

“Hmm, is that her boyfriend?” Latrice wonders out loud, and Kirsten narrows her eyes at the sentence. Latrice noticed her change in demeanor out of the corner of her eye. “Would suck for you. The one girl you’ve found any interest in is taken, that has to hurt– ouch!” Latrice rubs her arm after Kirsten delivers a light smack to it.

“Hush. You know nothing,” Kirsten says, downing the rest of her coffee.

“You could know something if you just went over there and talked to her, you know that, right?” Latrice grumbles again, looking at Kirsten now.

Before she can respond, her bodyguard taps her on the shoulder, leaning down to whisper in her ear.

“Mr. Park has decided to set the meeting for tonight.” Kirsten raises an eyebrow, a small smile on her face. Park Taeyung, also known as Cobra, was a local, but very rich landlord of residential and entertainment buildings around the city. His clientele consisted of rich socialites, who were the only ones who could afford his services, and he made a pretty penny off of it. Though not a lot of people knew that he ran various gambling and strip clubs around the city, and tonight they were going to have a little chat about his business practices.

“Good,” she says back, “tell him to meet me at the Black Boar.” She turns to Latrice and cracks her neck, shaking off the boredom from her bones. “Well, Latrice, looks like we may be leaving Korea earlier than we thought.”

Latrice starts gathering her things, sending the bodyguard off to get their car. “Well, if all of this goes well…”

Kirsten smirks, “Oh, I have a feeling it will, and if not, then we’ll make it work in our favor.”

She looks over to where you were standing, only to find you gone.

Bummer.

~~~

The Black Boar is a club you could only dream of entering. You would hear rumors of the debauchery that goes on under the surface, rich people coming from all over to see it, and since you were in town, you would pass by it occasionally.

But when your friend Hye Jin invited you to the bar, saying that her boyfriend could get you in, you were skeptical –excited, but skeptical nonetheless–. You didn’t know what Hye Jin's boyfriend did for a living, none of your business really, but at times it did come off shady when you would hear Hye Jin describe it to you, with their black suits, and the suspicious amount of money he would bring in. But again, none of your business.

But you accepted the invitation to go out anyway, needing a break from working and wanting to party. Though, Hye Jin’s boyfriend warning you to ‘wear something nice’, and gifting you a very risky outfit to wear was not doing anything to ease your worries.

Long story short it was suspicious as hell.

But you just smiled when he handed it to you, looking at the brand on the bag and jaw almost dropping.

It was a House of CB bag, and the dress inside looked expensive as hell.

“This dress is the same cost as two weeks of groceries! What the fuck?”

You just couldn’t believe it. Well, you couldn’t show up to a rich person's club and wear cheap clothes, but hell, a damn near three hundred (American) dollar dress was not something to be given away so easily.

You wondered why you were given this dress in the first place. They could’ve easily allowed you to pick something for yourself, but instead he bought it for you.

Was he calling you poor, you scoffed as you walked into Hye Jin’s apartment.

Well, you are, but that doesn’t make it right!

You looked into the bag once you got in the guest room, pulling the dress out. It was pink, and very, very short, and when you tried it on, it barely stopped below your ass.

“Welp, hope no one needs me to bend over tonight.” You laughed at your own joke, doubting anyone would be getting laid tonight. If anything, you’d be sitting on the sidelines as Hye Jin and her boyfriend suck on each other’s faces.

You rolled your eyes, and started to get ready for the night ahead.

And trust and believe, your prediction was right.

Getting into the club was easy enough, you even got let in ahead of the line because Hye Jin’s boyfriend showed his ID or something. You weren’t really paying attention, too busy trying to get a bearing of your surroundings.

He led you down a flight of stairs, where you could hear music blasting from halfway down, shaking the floor a bit.

There were people everywhere, and amongst them you could recognize a few socialites, actors, and idols. They were pressed together under the flashing lights of the club, dancing, drinking, and oh, doing drugs as well!

“What the hell have I got myself into,” you muttered to yourself, following Hye Jin to a booth as her boyfriend went to get you both drinks.

And now, after two drinks and a shot, they had gone to make out on the wall, clearly abandoning you.

“Why the fuck was I invited here?” You take another sip of your drink, an Amaretto Sour, or at least try to, but you find that it’s empty. Another inconvenience to your night. But you aren’t going to let this night go to waste, so you decide to grab another drink, hoping that this one would get you to loosen up enough to go out on the dance floor.

Leaning against the bar, you wait patiently for the bartender to come over for ten minutes, having to almost scream against the loud music for him to hear you once he finally comes. You go to pay for it, but the bartender shakes his head.

“Already been paid for, Miss.” You furrow your eyebrows in confusion, eyes darting around as you try and find whoever would have done this for you. The bartender points over to a group of people in a private area, huddled around a large table, clad in fancy suits and talking amongst themselves. They kind of remind you of the people Hye Jin’s boyfriend works with, from what you’ve been told. They look dangerous, and you want nothing to do with any of them.

But would you turn down a free drink? No, of course not.

Especially not after you make eye contact with a particular woman sitting in the middle of all of them. Her face is cool and controlled, silver hair slicked back and black off-the-shoulder dress hugging her body oh-so nice. She has brown skin, and her eyes seem to be piercing into you as she leans back into her seat, arm resting on the back of the couch.

God, she’s hot. And looking slightly familiar, too.

But still, you want nothing to do with any of them, so you avert your eyes and accept the drink wearily, and once you are done, it is off to the dance floor you go.

~~~

Kirsten is bored.

That’s the prevailing feeling in her body as she enters into the Black Boar, Latrice and her bodyguard following right behind her.

While she shouldn’t be taking this deal lightly, nor should she be so cocky as to think everything would work out in her favor –which it will, but still–, she could taste the air of New Zealand now, and she wants to get this over with as soon as possible.

She is immediately approached by a tall man in a suit, brown eyes not meeting her own as he bowed.

“Greetings, Ms. Dodgen. Cobra has been expecting you,” is all he says before leading them to a semi private section, which has Kirsten scoffing. She wasn’t the type to do business so out in the open like this.

The section has a large sofa and two arms chairs flanking it, with a glass table in the middle. On the sofa sits Cobra, a lanky man with glasses and thick black hair. From his appearance, you couldn’t tell what type of business he’s in, but that’s exactly what allows him to slip under the radar like he does.

Once he spots her, he springs up, a smile on his face.

“Ms. Dodgen! So lovely to see you here,” Kirsten holds out her hand for him, and he grabs it gently in his hands, kissing the ring on her finger as he bows. “Thank you for agreeing to meet me here on such short notice. I apologize for not setting a time sooner. Please sit.” He gestures to where he sat on the sofa, and guides her to her seat. Latrice stands beside her, one hand behind her back, the other holding a briefcase, while her bodyguard stands outside the section, guarding it.

“And why exactly are we meeting so out in the open like this?” She keeps her face bare of emotion, her voice level, just like she had always been taught to do.

Cobra falters under her stare as he sits down in the armchair beside her. “Well, Ms. Dodgen, I’d like to keep an eye on things out here, especially with the type of clients that frequent my club. I don’t want there to be any mishaps. But please, rest assured that no one will be interrupting us.”

“Your club, hm?” Kirsten questions as she tilts her head, tapping her fingers on the armrest of the sofa.

“Pardon?” Cobra squeaks out, breaking out in a nervous sweat.

“You said that this,” Kirsten points to the club around them, “is your club. But you don’t own it, do you? You just manage it.” A waiter pours alcohol into a glass for her, and she gives it to Latrice to taste test it for poison –she did have the higher tolerance between the two– grabbing the glass back once she gave the clear.

“Ah, yes… yes! I manage it. Though the owner hasn’t been around for years. I inherited the position from the previous manager, and business has been smooth ever since, ma’am,” He says as he fidgets under Kirsten and Latrice’s combined stares.

“And have you ever thought to look at whose name is on the deed for this building? Or any of the other buildings around here?” She takes a sip of her drink –Brandy–, never breaking eye contact with him.

Kirsten watches the gears turn in his head, the realization slowly appearing in his eyes, then the fear, and it brings her so much satisfaction. She likes it when people are afraid of her.

“I… I sincerely apologize, Ms. Dodgen. I did not intend to disrespect–” Kirsten holds up a hand to silence him.

“Your club, hm? Your clubs, your hotels, your apartment complexes, your country club, well, they’re all owned by me. My name is on the deed to each and every single one of those buildings, and just because I am out of the country, you decide that you could just run wild and do whatever you want, correct?”

Cobra looks like he would piss himself at this very moment, shaking his head in denial.

“Never! I would never do any harm to your business at all!” He quivers, and Kirsten hides her incoming smile behind another sip of her drink.

In mock disappointment, she says, “And imagine my shock when I discovered that the manager of my club, the club that I invested my hard earned money in to build off the ground, was taking money from me?” Cobra opens his mouth to speak, but Kirsten stops him, eyes full of venom. “Park Taeyung, if you interrupt me while I’m speaking one more time, I will cut your tongue out myself.” He closes his mouth without another sound. “Why, with all of the drugs, the prostitutes, and weapons passing in here and my other buildings, I should be making way more than I am now, and yet,” she slams her glass back down on the table. Cobra jumps in his seat. “And yet, I have to fly all the way to Korea to see what the fuck has happened to my money. Do you have any idea how much you owe me? 8 billion won from Q1 alone. How do you intend to repay me, Cobra?”

He sits there, silent.

“Speak, Cobra. You haven’t lost your tongue yet.” She takes pleasure in the fear on his face.

“Ms. Dodgen, I-I can’t possibly get that money to you now.”

She tilts her head. “And why not? Business seems to be going well enough around here. Why, from what I know you have to be bringing in around 50 million Won a week, and that’s at the club alone. I’m sure you can find the money somewhere, no?”

As he sits there, blubbering excuses to her face, that’s when she notices you, walking into the club. You look absolutely gorgeous in that pink dress of yours, your hair framing your face and legs on display for everyone to see.

God if she wasn’t working right now. She’d take you home with her and bend you over her lap–

Cobra’s voice is starting to annoy her, and she needs another drink.

She calls the waiter over, pointing to her cup to refill it. To Latrice it goes to test it, and then back to her.

She brings the waiter down to whisper quietly in his ear, ignoring Cobra and his excuses entirely. “You see that girl in pink,” she says, watching his eyes follow you as you throw back a shot of something. “I’ll cover the cost of whatever she orders for tonight.” She sends him away, focusing her attention back to Cobra.

“Frankly, Cobra. I do not care about what excuses you have. I want my money, and I’m giving you until the end of the year to get it.”

“Seven months? Please, ma’am, I need more time–”

“You stole my money in even less time, so I really don’t want to hear any of it.” She can only think of you right now, in that short dress of yours, dancing with her, under her, tangled in her sheets.

“And since you have no problem with using my club to do your dirty work, I have a task for you,” she runs a finger around the edge of her cup. “You will use this club to smuggle guns in from New Zealand.” She watches his eyes widen, and before he can protest, she continues, “I have a lot of willing clients ready to buy them, and you wouldn’t try and get in the way of that, would you?”

He stays silent once more.

“Yes, or no, Cobra?”

“N-No ma’am, I wouldn’t.” He holds his head down, avoiding her eyes.

She smiles, “Good boy, Cobra. Latrice here has already written up a contract for you,” she motions for Latrice to give him the papers, which she holds in her briefcase. She hands him a pen as well.

“How am I supposed to avoid suspicion with the cops?” Cobra asks, eyes darting from her to Latrice.

“You’re a smart boy. Figure it out,” Kirsten coos, watching him read it over. As he is doing that, her eyes roam around the club, looking for you.

You’re at the bar, talking to the bartender as he hands you your drink. The bartender points over to her direction, and she makes eye contact with you. You bite your lip, looking her up and down, and Kirsten fights the urge to smirk. You quickly turn away, practically downing the rest of your drink.

When she turns back to Cobra, he is finally signing the damn contract, and Latrice picks it up to put it back safely in its place.

“Now that this is all settled, get out of my sight. I don’t want to see you for the rest of the night, understand?” Cobra nods, bowing and leaving with his bodyguard in tow.

With him gone, Kirsten leans back in the chair, letting out a sigh.

“God, that took forever,” she complains and Latrice looks down at her with a smirk.

“Too busy thinking about your mystery girl to give your energy to Cobra?” Latrice teases, poking her in the shoulder. Kirsten rolls her eyes, waving her hand in dismissal. “Oh please, don’t think I haven’t seen the way you were staring at her.” Latrice looks over, tilting her head as she observes you. “She looks like she’s having fun, too.”

Kirsten follows her gaze to the dance floor, where you’re located, watching you grind your hips on a random guy, arms wrapped around another person’s neck as you sway your body.

Kirsten’s mood drops even further.

She wants to be the one touching you, hand on your hip, riding up so slow as you grind to the music.

And it only gets even worse when she sees who exactly you were dancing with.

Snake, Cobra’s right hand man and business partner. He is an ass that has questioned her subordinates’ authority many times, before moving to work under Cobra, where he began trying to buy out anything Kirsten wanted to invest in, and she did not want to see him tonight, especially while pulling you against him with his disgusting hands.

“Latrice?” Kirsten calls out. Latrice hums in response. “What would be the consequences of killing him right now?” She asks, never taking her eyes off of you two.

“Hmm, well, we’d be damaging our ties to not only Cobra, but the entire elite in the club at the moment, possible trouble with the police, too many witness to shut up, possible bribing needed, wiping away phones of any proof that we were here,” she lists off, counting on her fingers.

“Aka, a shit ton of money,” Kirsten says, exasperated.

“Aka, a shit ton of money,” Latrice repeats back.

Kirsten sucks her teeth, motioning to Latrice.

“Well, since this went so well, why don’t you have the contract dropped off home, and go enjoy yourself.” Latrice raises her eyebrows at her friend, smirking down at her.

“Oh, I thought you would want to go home immediately,” Latrice's eyes flicker over to you, still dancing with those guys, though you were moving away from Snake. “Do you have… other plans for tonight?” Latrice couldn’t help but tease her, knowing that her boss was currently struggling internally.

“You could say that,” Kirsten replies, eyes scanning your figure as your hips move, dragging your dress up little by little. “Now go, before I change my mind. Oh,” Kirsten calls Latrice back, “and get that bastard away from her.” She tries to hide the annoyance in her voice, but judging from the way Latrice laughs slightly, she fails.

“You got it, Boss,” Latrice says as she jokingly salutes her, laughing as she walks away.

Kirsten continues to watch you from her perch, wanting so bad to take you for herself.

~~~

When you started dancing, every inconvenience of the boring night disappeared. You don’t worry about Hye Jin and her weirdo boyfriend, you don’t worry about the suspicious reason you were invited, you don’t even worry about the large possibility of your tits popping out of your dress with how hard you were moving.

Well, that could just be the alcohol in your system, but who cares? You’re not worried about anything right now.

Well, not exactly.

You see, pretty soon after you start dancing, this guy comes up behind you. And of course he does! You look good –you usually don’t toot your horn so much but you’re drunk and that makes you even more confident than usual–, so of course guys are going to be drawn to you.

However, this guy is just weirding you out.

He introduces himself as some sort of animal. Sloth? Seal? Snack –not an animal but whatever–? You don’t know, you don’t care to remember.

He starts to talk your ear off as he grabs your hips to grind on his own.

“You know, I’ve been watching you for a while,” he said, and you just hummed in weak acknowledgement, continuing to dance. “I’m glad you came tonight, and in such a pretty dress too,” you feel his hand slide down your back, pinching the dress in your hand. “I’m glad I asked Tae Seon to bring you tonight. I’ll need to thank him later.”

Who the fuck was Tae Seon again?

Ah, Hye Jin’s boyfriend, you remembered. You never bothered to remember his name because it was never any of your business –girl code or whatever–.

But why the fuck would he need Hye Jin’s boyfriend –you forgot his name again– to bring you here? To meet this Sombra guy? Was this some sort of set up? Is that why they left you here by yourself?

Oh, you knew he was a fucking creep, and at the first opportunity you were telling Hye Jin to break up with him.

You want him to leave you alone, but you really don’t want to stop dancing, because then you’ll just be bored again. Every time you move away, he follows, and you’re trying really hard not to make him angry and potentially murder you.

You try to make him take the hint by grabbing the guy in front of you and dancing with him instead, but he still hasn’t gotten the point.

Between the touches on your ass and feeling his sad excuse for a dick through his pants, you are about to give up and leave the dance floor when you are tapped on the shoulder.

“Excuse me, Miss,” someone says to you in English. You turn your head to see one of the most beautiful girls you’ve ever seen. She has dark skin, and straight hair that falls down her shoulders, and was wearing a very expensive suit. You recognize her as one of the people standing next to the woman that bought your drink. The dangerous looking people, and suddenly her beauty was kind of taking the sidelines as your fight or flight response was kicking in.

However, she is distracting you from that Soup guy, so you welcome her attention.

“My friend over there wants you to talk to you,” she points over to a section of the club, where the woman from earlier is sitting, sipping on her drink leisurely. You make eye contact, and the smile she gives you is sultry. And that’s when it clicks.

These are the women from the fucking coffee shop!

They were staring at you for the longest when you were waiting on your dress from Hye Jin’s boyfriend –you really gotta stop forgetting these men’s names–. Frankly, you thought when you saw them at the coffee shop they gave off cute, girls-next-door vibes, however their energies here were the complete opposite. More seductive, more…attractive.

The woman leans in your ear, whispering, “she thinks you’re really beautiful, too.”

Now, you can sense the danger coming off her from a mile away, and you would be stupid to give her any attention.

However! There is also a very annoying guy behind you not letting go of your hips, and you’re really tired of him, and this is the perfect opportunity to escape from him. And well, you’re drunk! Consequences be damned, you were going to have fun tonight by any means necessary.

You turn back to the woman next to you, smiling seductively.

“Alright, lead the way then,” you say, and follow her to the section, swaying your hips a little.

A big man in a suit blocks your way as you approach. His stare is intimidating, and him being taller than you was not helping.

Suddenly, a voice so beautiful resounds through the air, somehow cutting over the loud music and still sounding so clear, “Let her through.”

It’s the woman with silver hair, and at her order the man immediately moved out of the way. She beckons you with her finger, and your legs move on their own as you enter her space. Her eyes scan over your figure, and it’s hard for you to see what emotion lies in them. But she is so, so pretty, so you don’t feel like you’re on display when she stares at you.

But she must have been satisfied with what she sees, because she points to the chair across from her. “Sit,” she orders, and you do so without question. God, her voice is so mesmerizing. It’s commanding but still has a hint of flirtiness to it.

“What’s your name, pretty?” She asks, swirling the drink in her hand.

“(Y/n). What’s yours?” You try to match her flirty tone as you take in her figure.

Clear skin glowing under the lights of the club, long legs poking out of the slit in her dress which is fitting oh-so well on her. It’s complemented by an expensive silver necklace shining so bright, fitting the dip in her breasts pushed up by the dress. You meet her eyes at the end of it, and they’re like a siren’s, an endless labyrinth pulling you in. They’re filled with amusement.

“You like what you see?” There’s a hint of laughter and cockiness as she speaks, clearly amused at having caught you staring.

“Do you?” You retort back, cocking your head to the side. If she wasn’t going to answer your question, you certainly weren’t going to answer hers.

Her gaze starts to burn into you.

Kirsten takes in the way your breasts are pushing out of the top of your dress, how much it hugs your curves, how well the color compliments your skin, the earrings dangling so pretty from your ears. She takes it all in and decides that you’re a much better sight up close than from afar.

“Yes, I do, very much.” She leans back in the chair, almost looking down at you in a way that is incredibly domineering. “What’s a girl like you doing in a place like this?”

You raise an eyebrow at the question. “A girl like me can go wherever she pleases, no?” To that, Kirsten smirks.

What a cheeky girl. She’ll have fun breaking you down.

“I suppose so. Though usually I like to keep tabs on who comes in and out of this place, and you,” she sips out of her glass again, “are not someone I’ve seen before.”

You purse your lips, cheeks puffing slightly. “Yes you have,” you say matter-of-factly.

Now it was Kirsten’s turn to raise an eyebrow at your challenge of her word. “Pardon?”

“Earlier, when you were at the coffee shop. I saw you staring at me,” you smile coyly at her, leaning back in your chair. “As for our little meeting here, well, I guess we’re just attracted to each other, no? Fated to meet over and over again until one of us makes the first move.” You tap your thumbs on your fingers, trying to keep yourself grounded in the moment. It feels like her mere presence is making you dizzy, and you did not want to float away in front of this pretty woman.

Kirsten bites back the laugh that wants to come out. “Oh really now. And what makes you so sure of that?”

“Well, I wouldn’t be here right now if you weren’t even a little bit interested in me,” your eyes meet hers again, “And you wouldn’t have invited me over if I wasn’t a little bit interested in you either.” You bite your bottom lip, and Kirsten laughs, actually laughs at your response.

Oh, she is really starting to take a liking to you.

“I guess that’s true enough. I’m Kirsten,” she finally introduces herself, and you smile.

You must’ve passed the test, and she deems you worthy enough to know her name.

“A beautiful name for a beautiful girl. Nice to meet you, Kirsten.” Now you’re flirting, because you really want to feel her on you.

“I could say the same thing to you, though I’m sure you don’t need to be told how beautiful you are, right?” And she’s flirting right back, wanting nothing more than to take you right on this couch.

“Hmm,” you say as you pretend to think, “from any other boring guy in here, no. But if it’s from you, I’d love to hear it maybe once or twice.” You lean in, letting her have a better view of your chest, and you're delighted when you catch her looking, a smile on her lips.

“And what makes you think you deserve it?”

Oh, now she’s got you, her words are going straight to your cunt. You rub your thighs together, feeling the start of your arousal forming.

This action doesn’t go unnoticed by Kirsten, and if anything it gives her more ammunition for later.

But you aren’t going to back down so easily.

“Maybe it’s the fact that I caught you staring at me several times tonight. Don’t you think I deserve a reward for giving you something nice to look at?” You subtly run your fingers up your thigh, making the hem of your dress rise. You catch Kirsten looking again.

“Maybe, but you only get rewarded if you’ve done something good, and you, my dear, have done nothing for me yet,” she reaches the bottom of her glass, and motions for the waiter to refill it.

You hum, observing the way her slender fingers move around the brim of the cup, and the slight lipstick stain from where she drank out of it. You wonder how you would look, covered in the marks she made on you, lips finding purchase on every part of your body.

“I’m sure that when you give me the chance, you’ll be thoroughly satisfied,” your voice drops to a seductive low pitch, and by God do you want to pounce on her.

Though you did not get the reaction you expected. She looks past you, pretty mouth forming a scowl as annoyance creeps onto her face.

She still looks insanely hot, but you hope that ire isn’t directed at you.

She turns back to you, face returning back to its seductive allure.

“How about we take that chance now, hm? How fast can you think on your feet?” The question floors you as it departs from the previous sultry conversation.

You answer anyways, “I’d say I’m moderately quick.” When you’re drunk maybe, but she doesn’t need to know that.

Her eyes dart to something behind you, and she speaks again, “Soon, there’s going to be this really, really annoying man coming over here to try and talk to me. Now, I can’t exactly get rid of him like I want to at the moment, so I’m hoping you can help me give him a little push away from me.”

You raise an eyebrow at the provocation. “And how will I be able to help, exactly?” Did she want you to do her dirty work for her? You aren’t the type to try and fight people.

“Just sit here and look pretty. If he sees how occupied I am, he’ll get the hint and leave. You just gotta make it look natural, ok?” She leans in, and runs a finger over your hand. Her touch is tantalizing, and it sends sparks all over your body.

“Perfectly fine with me,” you say as you stand up, stepping closer to her. She looks up at you, raising an eyebrow despite the amused look in her eyes. You push on her shoulder gently, watching her lean back in the chair.

“And what do you think you’re doing?” Her voice is sharp, and to anyone else it would sound cold and angry, but you hear the hint of seduction in there. It only spurs you on more.

“You said to make it look natural, right?” You straddle her hips, dress riding up as you do so. “Better to start now rather than when he gets here, no?” Your faces are dangerously close, and you can feel her cool breath as it hits your lips, can smell the alcohol she had been drinking. You're sure she can smell it on you, too.

A smile works its way onto her face, and she takes her thumb and drags it over your lips. Feeling daring, you stick your tongue and give it a little lick, and you can hear her breath hitch.

God, Kirsten is going to ruin you.

You lean down to Kirsten’s neck, smelling the perfume she uses, strong scent invading your nose and causing your body to become jelly. Her presence is simply suffocating. You are becoming high off of her.

“Go on,” you whisper in her ear, “touch me too.” Your hand roams up and down her arm, dragging your nails on her smooth skin, leaving slightly red marks in your wake.

You feel her hands drag down your back, bunching your dress in her hands. She reaches further, grabbing handfuls of your ass before giving it a good smack.

You yelp, not expecting the sting, but you can’t deny that it only made you even hornier for the woman beneath you. One of her hands is now on your thigh, running up and down.

You can’t help the way you mewl when she drags her fingers on the inside of your thigh, extremely close to where you want her to touch you. Her hand inches closer and closer to your core, but you aren’t going to leave yourself at her mercy.

Your face meets her neck again, lips connecting to her pulse. Despite the situation she’s in, her heart still beats steady, and you find it unfair how your heart is about to rip out your chest.

You litter sweet, soft kisses on her neck, leaving lipstick marks in your wake, and you revel in the way she hums, though her hand never stop roaming your body.

That is, until an annoying, douchey voice pierced through your ears.

“I just need to talk to her!” Whoever it is, his voice is getting on your nerves, and right now, you’re much more focused on the woman in front of you.

You continue pressing kisses on her jaw, gripping her waist in your hands. The annoying man’s voice fades in the background as you continue to touch each other.

Kirsten sighs above you, readjusting you in her arms. She looks down at the intrusion with absolute boredom in her eyes.

“What is it, Snake?” You start sucking a mark in her neck, and Kirsten really wants this man to leave.

Snake stands there, blocked off by her bodyguard.

“Ms. Dodgen can we please talk,” he asks, but Kirsten ignores him in favor of tilting your head up to face her, pushing some of your hair out of your face.

Kirsten asks, “What’re you doing after this, hun?” You let out a giggle, pouting a bit.

“You aren’t planning on leaving me, are you?” You drag your fingers on her neck, and Kirsten grabs your hand and kisses it.

“Of course not, baby. Couldn’t leave a pretty girl like you all alone now, can I?” You let out another giggle, nuzzling her cheek with your nose.

“It’s very important Kirsten,” at the mention of her first name, Kirsten freezes, grip on your thigh getting harder. Her gaze turns deadly as she looks down at Snake, who is looking at her with a smirk.

“Do you really want to lose your life here, Snake?” Her words make you freeze and look at her from the side.

Her features are sharp and focused, and with how close you are, you can feel the danger roll off of her in waves. It makes goosebumps rise on your prickly skin.

But it also makes you extremely horny, despite your body telling you to run.

But you have a job to do, so really her threatening someone’s life was not really important right now.

You continue kissing on her neck, hands playing with the straps of her dress.

“I’d be willing to when it comes to my woman,” he says, eyes flickering to you.

If it were possible to frown any harder, Kirsten would have.

“Your woman? You couldn’t possibly mean this one right here.” She moves your hair over your shoulder, giving him a better view of you kissing her neck.

“She was promised to me for tonight,” he says, eyes roaming all over your figure, “don’t you think I should get my money’s worth?”

Money? What the fuck does he mean by that? Is this because of Hye Jin’s stupid boyfriend? Is this why you were given this expensive dress?

As you connect the dots in your head, Kirsten scoffs down at him.

What is it with men claiming things that belong to her as their own? It’s making her sick.

Kirsten picks up her drink, tapping you on your shoulder to look up at her.

“Here,” she says, putting the cup to your lips, where her lipstick mark is. You take a sip obediently, licking your lips afterwards.

Kirsten watches your throat bob as you drink, not looking at Snake as she answers.

“Currently, Snake, I don’t care what you paid for. She’s not going anywhere with you,” she puts her glass back on the table. “I’ve taken quite a liking to her, you see.” She plays with the hem of your dress, pushing her fingers under it just a bit.

“I didn’t take you for the type to try and break a proper business deal, Kirsten,” you feel her nails dig into your thigh, and you hiss into her ear. She is getting angrier. You dig your nails into her shoulder in return.

“You don’t know me at all, Snake, so I suggest you tread lightly when referring to her so flippantly,” Kirsten says through gritted teeth. You kiss her jaw, readjusting yourself on her lap so you’re straddling her thigh.

“When are we getting out of here,” you whine into her ear, wanting so bad to grind your hips on her thigh. You can feel her muscles flex under you and it’s driving you crazy.

Kirsten turns back to you, tapping you on the ass.

“We’ll leave as soon as I take care of this, ok?” You finally turn around, making eye contact with the man that’s been taking Kirsten’s attention away from you, glaring at him slightly.

Through your drunken haze, you see him staring at you with sickening lust in his eyes.

“You remember me, babe? Come down from there and sit with me for tonight. I paid a lot of money for that dress you’re wearing and I intend to cash in on it,” he tries to order you.

You scoff, turning back to Kirsten with a pout.

“Baby,” you say, loud enough for that Sake guy to hear. Kirsten hums, “who is this loser?” You let out a giggle as Kirsten laughs.

She really fucking likes you, a lot.

Snake’s ears turn red in anger, though neither of you care enough about him to look and see it.

“Nobody you need to worry about, love,” she says, waving her hand in dismissal. “Snake, I’m done with you for tonight. Leave now, while I’m being kind.”

Snake scowls, moving to rush you both. “Listen here, you dumb whore–” Before he can say more, Kirsten’s bodyguard punches him in the stomach, and pushes him to the ground.

“Get him the fuck out of here, now.” Kirsten orders, not bothering to watch as her bodyguard takes Snake away from her section.

You smile, dragging a hand down Kirsten’s chest.

“How’d I do?” You ask, leaning back again. You don’t want to move yet, and from the way she’s pulling you closer to her, she doesn’t want you to move either.

“Absolutely wonderful, my dear. I even got a good laugh out of it,” She caresses the back of your neck, pulling your head back to bare your neck to her. You feel her breath ghost over your neck, and her tongue licks a long stripe against your pulse. Your breathing becomes heavy, and you start to buck your hips against her thigh.

Her lips meet your jaw, hands grabbing your hips to still them.

“I think I deserve a reward, no?” You say, now face-to-face with her. Your lips are barely an inch away from hers, and you want to close the gap so bad.

“I absolutely agree,” Kirsten smiles and grabs your chin, pulling you down to meet her soft lips.

You sigh into her mouth, hands gripping her shoulders in an attempt to ground yourself.

The kiss is much softer than you expected it to be, more gentle. But you wanted more, needed more.

So you press your lips harder against hers, and Kirsten, not one to step down from a challenge, meets you with equal force. She sneaks her hand into your hair, giving it a tug and reveling in the way you gasp. She uses that opportunity to push her tongue in your mouth, eliciting a moan from you. Her hands starts moving your hips again, making you buck on her thigh.

Only too soon does Kirsten pull away from you, and you whine at the loss of her touch.

“Why don’t we get out of here, huh? This couch isn’t big enough for what I want to do to you,” Kirsten says, smirking at the pure want on your face.

You can only nod rapidly, following her out the club in pure anticipation for the night ahead.

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[abravesoul03]

Pretty lady, Your perfect to me.

Kirsten Dodgen X Fem reader

Warning: (Reader is insecure of her body)

A/N: I suddenly had the urge to write this...

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"Baby I'm back!~" Kirsten calls out to you upon entering the front door.

Kirsten felt a wave of coldness, she didn't hear your usual response like she would always do.

'that's strange? Where could she be?' Kirs thought herself. She set down the bag of fresh pastries that she got for you on the kitchen counter.

Kirsten knew your love for food, and often made it as a mission to get you something to new to try when she could. Today was no different.

On her way back from the studio she spotted a newly opened bakery. Her eyes raked over the freshly made pastries through the glass window. It reminded her of you.

So that's what's she did, she got 1 of everything that they had to offer.

Back to the present, Kirsten moved further into the house in hopes of finding you.

"y/n ?"

"honey where are you love? I'm back from practice."

Still no response. She was getting worried.

The last room that she had yet to look in, your shared bedroom.

The brightness of light that peeked through the crack of the door had somewhat calmed her down.

She knocked on the door before opening it to let you know her presence.

"baby I'm back from the studio~"

Her eyes were met with you the bed, you back faced to her. Still no response. She got in and closed the door behind her.

She took slow steps, to be careful incase you were asleep. However as she got closer, she heard muffled crying and sniffles coming for you.

You at last become clear to her vision as she stood the edge of the bed. You were holding Kirsten's pillow in your arms, face pressed against it. Legs both curled up to your knees. Body trembling a little. You had your ear buds on, that explains your lack of response.

This broke her heart deeply. The latter then slowly extended her arm and softly stroke your head.

"y/n?"

You jolted lightly thinking someone had broken in, but relax when you saw it was just your girlfriend.

"K-Kirs?"

She nodded with sad eyes as your sobs began getting deeper as you saw her. Kirsten didn't waste time and immediately pulled you into her chest after laying down on bed with you. Her left arm wrapping around your frame as her free one stroking patterns across your back.

"there, there everything is alright my girl. I'm here now ok. Let it all out y/n."

The older comforted you as much as she could. Soon you calmed down. Her free hand now caressing the back of your head as she spoke looking at you.

"y/n is everything ok? Wanna talk about it?"

You shook your, snuggling your face into the crook of her neck. She understood you, if you were ready to talk she will be ready to listen.

She did thought of a way to cheer you up a little from this sour mood. The pastries came to mind.

"Baby, how about we go downstairs? I actually bought you some fresh pastries from a new bakery that I saw. I know that you have a sweet tooth my pretty girl."

"I-I don't want them." You never refused food. Especially the food that Kirsten bought you.

"Are you sure love-"

"For god's sake, I don't want it!! I'm just an ugly fat girl who eats everything. Eating is like the only thing I know, oh nyom nyom nyom!!" Tears rolled down your cheeks once more. But this time it was tears of anger. You were angry at yourself.

It shocked Kirsten, you never really raised your voice at her nor anyone else before. But she knew this was all fired up from something your were holding on of which she hadn't knew about.

"Look at me Kirs! I'm just a fucking ugly girl. I'm fat, my tummy and legs their all big. I can't wear cute clothes like you do. Whenever we go out people just stare at me like a monster or just-"

She couldn't hear you anymore, she pressed her lips against yours. It made you shut up. A few seconds later she pulled away looking straight into your eyes.

"your a not a monster. Your, you. Your my beautiful girl, my confident little lady, my gorgeous angle. My buttercup. Please don't ever says things like that about yourself anymore. I really want you to look at yourself as how I look at you."

"your pretty soft fluffy hair, your deep eyes, your cute nose, your kissable lips, your chubby cheeks, your soft tummy, your thighs that I love so much. You want to know? I'm really in with you honey and not only cause of your looks and personality, everything."

She gave you a peck on the lips. She saw you smile a little. She used her thumbs to wipe of your tears. Kirsten needed you, only you.

"there's that beautiful smile my pretty lady. Now why don't have a bite of what I brought hmm?"

-THE END-

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[vex91]

Street Woman Fighter Masterlist

(f) - fluff, (a) - angst, (af) - angst + fluff (s) - smut

HolyBang:

Jeong Hanee:

Nothing yet...

HOOK:

Kang Hyein:

Nothing yet...

PROWDMON:

Shin Jungwoo:

Nothing yet...

Jo Hyowon:

Nothing yet...

WANT:

Choi Hyojin:

Nothing yet...

Song Hyemin:

Nothing yet...

WAYB:

Noh Jihye:

Nothing yet...

YGX:

Lee Rijung:

Nothing yet...

1MILLION:

Park Hyerim:

Nothing yet...

Shin Soobin:

Nothing yet...

BEBE:

Bada Lee:

Nothing yet...

Lee Seoyoung:

Nothing yet...

Kim Taeyoung:

Nothing yet...

JAM REPUBLIC:

Kirsten Dodgen:

Nothing yet...

Emma Huch:

Nothing yet...

Audrey Lane:

Nothing yet...

TSUBAKILL:

Miyoshi Akanen:

Nothing yet...

Wolf'Lo:

Jo Kayoung:

Nothing yet...

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[gayforfemaledancers]

Another one shot book cause why not

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[diana-rose-25]

— Let's Dance

PART 1

STYLE INSPIRATION

pairing/s: BEBE! Bada Lee x Jam Republic! Reader x Wolf'Lo! Chocol

warnings: None so far, an unrealistic description of being an exchange foreign student, might confuse some words in ballet (as most of them are only through research and not based on experience).

description: A professional ballet dancer in Street Woman Fighter Season 2? (Y/N) Bae, a 23-year-old ballerina and dance prodigy enters the fighting arena alongside the infamously known crew, Jam Republic. Making the team's aura and presence far more intimidating despite being clad in soft pink and white clothing, adorned with astonished faces and friendly smiles. As the young woman entered the arena with curious eyes and small smile, the other teams couldn't help but awe at her beauty and elegant aura, unknowingly capturing the eyes of two charismatic dancers.

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"They're the last one to enter."

"This crew is intimidating."

These are just some of the comments circulating around the arena as they waited for the last and final crew to come out.

"It's amazing that JAM REPUBLIC is here," Akanen, Tsubakill's leader, stated in awe. Looking at the empty space where the last crew of the show have yet to enter the small arena.

A certain buzz was felt in the air as the other contestants waited for the anticipated arrival of JAM REPUBLIC. More notably, they were excited to meet the celebrity of all dancers, Kirsten Dodgen.

"We'll see Kirsten in person," Biggy stated admiringly.

Dancers expressed their love and admiration for the pink crew's leader and her arrival. One member from Deep N' Dap even stated that she cried when Kirsten cancelled on her classes due to visa issues after she signed up for all four of her classes. Her leader, Mina Myoung, promptly scolded her. Stating firmly that "this is a serious competition." Despite this, two of her members joked around, lifting up the atmosphere that turned heavy just before.

The longer the dancers wait, the more nervous and excited they get to finally meet the members of the crew.

"Wah, Kirsten is here," Yeni, a member of Wolf'Lo stated. The said woman bounced a little on her seat, the adrenaline rush pumping into very veins so fast she could barely contain it.

"Hey," she perked up, turning to Baby Sleek as she remembered something important.

"Hey Baby Sleek, is it true that (Y/N) was once your student?" Her question caused all the members to look at their oldest curiously and for confirmation.

A fond smile crossed Baby Sleek's face as she shrugged her shoulder. "Yeah," she confirms making her members awe and shout in disbelief as she rarely takes in students. "She was for a short while. (Y/N) trained under me for more or less than three years." The other crew turned to Wolf'Lo when they heard the commotion, curious to know what made them react in such a way.

"Wow, what was she like?" Haechi questioned. "Is she really that pretty in real life?"

Baby Sleek nodded, "when I first met her, I was so shocked at how pretty that kid is. I thought she was an idol. In my mind I was like, what the hell? How can this kid be so pretty at her age?" The members laughed at the whiny tone of her voice.

"But putting her looks aside, (Y/N) really is a monster at dance. A natural. At first, I was hesitant at her skills since she is more focused on the ballet genre, but after a few lessons, the girl was a beast. As if she was dancing hip-hop since she could walk! Of course, there were times where she would struggle with something, but her dedication and hard work pushed her through it all. It was really admirable."

The other members were floored at the high regards and compliments Baby Sleek showered you in. Suddenly feeling much more intimidated by the crew that isn't even present yet. Yeni, Haechi, and Halo nodded for the respect they felt for the Jam Republic member while Chocol and Mini sat rigidly in their seat.

"Yah, I'm starting to regret picking her as my No Respect Dancer," Mini laughed nervously before faking a cry and shoving her hands to cover her face. "Why didn't you say that before we pick the weakest dancers?!" She whined.

"They're not even here yet calm down," Chocol said, patting Mini on the shoulder in a mock comfort. "Have confidence, we can probably give her a good fight and win at the end of the day."

Halo and Baby Sleek giggle at the antics of their members and nodded encouragingly.

"Aya, don't mind. The both of you probably have more freestyle and dance battle experience than her. Don't doubt your capabilities now," Halo, their leader, commented while patting their heads.

"Right. Be confident, but keep your guard up. We saw her list of accomplishments before, so let's be prepared." Baby Sleek said seriously, shaking her hands a little to expel the nerves of the upcoming competition as her mind slowly shifts into battle mode.

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Meanwhile, the pink crew of Jam Republic waited patiently for their cue to enter the arena in their given room.

(Y/N) tapped her hands against her thighs repeatedly. "I'm so excited and nervous at the same time."

Her members giggled at her but also felt the same energy as her. Ling, who sat next to her on her right, held her right hand to squeeze it gently for a few times.

"Me too. But don't worry, we got this." (Y/N) smiled at her as she intertwined their fingers together and squeezed her hand back.

"You'll be fine girl, we got your back." Latrice said, smilingly comfortingly at her as she sat next to Emma who gave you a nod and a finger heart to which you giggled.

Audrey, who sat next to her, leaned her head against her shoulder and looped her arm around her. "Yeah, calm down and let's just have fun! There's nothing to worry about." (Y/N) smiled fondly at the youngest member of the group, patting her knee in gratitude.

"I mean come on," Kirsten said, clapping her hands out of excitement and to hype her fellow members up, "this is us we're talking about!"

"Okay, okay, okay!" (Y/N) shouted, now pumped and excited, "Let's do this!" The girls laughed at her sudden mood change and hyped each other up even more. Even though some of them just met a couple of days ago, they were now starting to form a bond with each other. She smiled at the sight before her, feeling the warmth that bloomed in her chest, leaning back on the couch to compose herself.

The moment (Y/N) closed her eyes and took a deep breath, the TV screen came to life, signaling to their crew that it was time to enter the arena. The Jam Republic girls simultaneously yelled in surprise and excitement. Feeling gittery, Kirsten stood up and the rest of the girls followed her lead.

"Okay guys, are we ready?" She asked.

The members giggled a positive response albeit the nervous, quiet laughter that accompanied it as they form a circle.

"Shall we do this?" Kristen asked, placing a hand in front and the members followed one-by-one. "Entrance is going to be fire, three, two, one, wee!"

"Wee!" They followed along, laughing and giggling as they exited their room and walked towards the arena.

"Let's dance!"

The group walked down the narrow hallway of the building. Audrey clinging to (Y/N)'s arm and squeezing her hand gently with a bright smile on her face. She couldn't help but find the youngest so adorable! The dimples on her cheeks made (Y/N) want to pinch her cheeks really hard.

She then gestured to Emma who was falling behind a little, signaling her to walk beside them. Once she fell on step with (Y/N) and Audrey, the former girl wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Which was quite easy as the ballet dancer was noticeably the tallest amongst them (in her crew at least). The girls stated their excitement as they walked, feeling the nerves and adrenaline creep in.

Kirsten walked in front of them, leading the crew around the place until she momentarily stopped at the entrance.

"Ooooohhhh!" she cooed, placing both hands on the sides of the opening as she marveled at the sight before her.

"Holy damn!" Ling exclaimed once she saw how huge the room is. As they walked, they couldn't help but look around in amazement, eyes sparkling and hearts beating.

"Wow! This is so exciting!" Latrice and Audrey commented. (Y/N) giggled at them, enjoying their reactions that made her feel less conscious and nervous.

She'll be seeing her old teacher again, and she can't wait for it. After all these years, (Y/N) wanted to prove to Baby Sleek that all her training had not been in vain.

As soon as the other teams heard them, almost all of them perked up in their seat and looked up towards the stairs where they'll enter shortly.

"Oh, they're coming," Yoonji, a member of Mannequeen said in an excited tone.

"Wah, we'll be seeing them soon omg," Yeni clapped her hands lightly. Looking at the stairs in anticipation for the awaited group.

"You'll see your protegee soon Baby Sleek after all these years," Halo nudged her, "how are you feeling?"

"I think I might cry once I see her," Baby Sleek's answer made the members giggle fondly at her before cooing at the sight of her face. She looks like a mother waiting for her daughter to come home after all these years.

It wasn't long before the figure of Kirsten made her way down the stairs followed closely by the other members. The rest of the crew gasped in shock as soon as they saw her.

"Welcome to Korea!" A girl stated as the girls descended slowly down the stairs.

While descending, (Y/N) holds onto the railing of the stairs to look around the room to find her former mentor, taking advantage of the height to seek her out. She was so focused on finding her that she failed to see the looks of shock and awestruck faces of the other teams as soon as she turned around. Her eyes met Baby Sleek's, a bright grin soon adorned her face once they made eye contact and an excited giggle escaped her lips.

Unbeknownst to her, a certain dancer on the same team as her former mentor was blown away the moment she set eyes on you.

"Wow..." She whispered breathlessly, keeping her eyes on you.

Once the girls adorned in pink, white, and black clothing landed on the bottom of the stairs, they were once again looking around in astonishment and bowing to the people around while the others made comments about them.

"Wah, look at Kirsten's figure. It reminds me of Gabee."

"Their aura is so intimidating."

"Omo, Audrey is really pretty."

"She looks like a doll."

The team closest to them, BEBE, stared at Audrey in awe.

"Why is she so pretty?" Bada commented in awe, leaning back slightly in her seat while Tatter looked at her in wonder. "She looks like Anne Hathaway." She commented.

"I can't see (Y/N)," Lusher whined. The girl had her back facing the blue team making them unable to see her face. "I didn't see her clearly just now."

"Oh my god is that (Y/N)?!" The mentioned girl and her team almost jumped in shock at the loud voice that called out to her. They turn around to find a girl standing with a shock expression complete with a hand to her mouth as she stares at the girl she yelled for. Jam Republic laughed loudly and clapped their hands.

(Y/N) giggled and covered the bottom half of her flushed face. "Hello, nice to meet you." She said in fluent Korean and bowed down to the girl that was still standing.

Harimu, a member of 1 Million and her team yelled in surprise yet again, causing another laughter to roar out from Jam Republic.

"How can someone be that beautiful?!" Harimu yelled aloud, causing laughter to erupt from the room as she whined and stomped her foot to the ground in a faux tantrum manner.

Feeling even more flustered (Y/N) turned to hide her blushing face, fanning it down to compose herself but accidentally made eye contact with one of the hottest and trendiest choreographers today, Bada Lee.

So pretty, (Y/N) thought.

She regained her composure and grinned at the girl who was now staring at her with wide eyes and an agape mouth.

"Hello, nice to meet you all," she greeted the team, forcing herself to look away from Bada's eyes to bow down at every member of BEBE.

"Omo!" Lusher yelled, grabbing onto Kyma's hand, who was sitting beside her in shock. "Oh my god!" The rest of the team could only stare in shock at the woman still smiling, all of them shared similar looks of shock and admiration.

(Y/N) gave them one last smile and a bow before returning to her team, choosing to stand behind along with Audrey.

"Did you see her?"

"Oh my god her visuals are out of this world."

"My god, have you seen her height? She could be a VS model."

"Or those cliché movies about princesses."

"Bada-unnie," Tatter called out to her, giggling once she saw the still awestruck look on Bada's face, her gaze still trained and focused on (Y/N). "Our leader is still in a starstruck trance everyone."

"Looks like someone has a crush~," Minah teased, poking the shoulder of her leader with her pointer finger.

Bada snapped her gaze away once she heard the teasing tones of her team members and light shoves on her shoulder. She groaned and hid her flushed face away.

"Shut up!" Bada's voice came out muffled but the others still heard it loud and clear.

"Wah, she's a young woman now," Halo looked at Baby Sleek who commented in a soft voice. Despite the fond smile that painted her face, tears began to well up in her eyes. The leader chuckled softly and wrapped her arm around her for a side hug, rubbing her hand up and down her shoulder.

Chocol stared.

Even though (Y/N)'s back was facing them, she stared. Taking note of her poise, the way she stands and holds herself. Shoulders back and standing tall, petite that of a standard ballerina but somehow oozes that aura of regal elegance. Wow, Chocol thought. She's like some sort of royalty.

The large screen above suddenly made a noise, effectively catching the attention of Jam Republic and everyone else.

"Oooh," (Y/N) said, holding onto Audrey's hand when the younger one sought hers out. "Evaluation time."

Jam Repuiblic stood in front of it, anxiously awaiting the thougts, opinions, and evaluation of them by other crews with a smile on their face. Although (Y/N) nervous, she had a feeling that most of these aren't going to be friendly since this is a competition show. They need something for drama after all.

"The strong point of Jam Republic is the fact that they've been on the great stage. We can't ignore this."

(Y/N) smiled at the sweet comment, though, that didn't last long.

"All the members of Jam Republic think that they're number 1. Everyone wants to be the main dancer. Can they really be united?" Ah, there it is.

(Y/N) subtely side-eyed Akanen who commented on the video. She has respect for the dancer and leader of Tsubakill, admires her even, but she can't help but smirk towards her. She understands her point, but it still wasn't enough to hide that but of irritation towards her comment. Akanen, who was looking at Jam Republic when her comment was shown, gulped when she made eye-contact with (Y/N) and swiftly looked away.

"Wah, she didn't like that comment." Momo commented when she saw the three second interaction of the dancers.

"I know, I'm suddenly scared," Tsubakill giggled quietly at Akanen.

The next few comments of the evaluation targeted Kirsten and her affiliation with the world renowned crew, The Royal Family. (Y/N) titled her head in confusion when a dancer tried to insult Kirsten by looking for Paris Goebel instead of her.

"They do know you're one of the key members for a reason right?" She nudged at her leader, leaning down to whisper in her ear. Kirsten just nodded and smiled in response with her eye glued to the screen in front.

"A fake Royal Family?" (Y/N) couldn't help but gasped humourly at the harsh comment.

If that wasn't enough, the next comments are targeting Audrey. (Y/N) felt the younger girl squeeze her hand; she turned to look at her face to find the girl trying to keep a small smile despite the harsh criticisms thrown her way.

"She looks like an amateur dancer. The skills of a baby dancer."

"Audrey is a pretty doll. As she's a pretty doll, standing and doing nothing would be enough."

"Oh my gosh," the taller girl clicked her tongue in annoyance towards the comments. Are they really doubting her skills because she's young and pretty? "That's a shallow critic."

Jam Republic giggled in shock when those words came out of her mouth. The other teams, on the other hand, looked at her face nervously. The happy and excited face of the tallest Jam Republic member, now, still has a small smile; but eyes devoid of any emotion.

"She looks like she's seething with rage right now." Bada commented, leaning forward with clasped hands, resting her elbows on her knees whilst keeping her gaze on the girl in pink.

"She's like an older sister who wants to fight the bully of her younger sister," Tatter said, the rest of the crew agreed with her after taking a swift glance before looking back at the screen.

"(Y/N) is another pretty face," ah, there goes the comments about her. The mentioned girl straightened her back and inhaled deeply. Mentally preparing herself to receive the harsh comments thrown at her.

"(Y/N) is a professional ballerina who had performed on broadways before and competed in ballet genre on competitions. I don't think some people realize how hard it is to compete in ballet and make it look so easy. I really have so much respect for her." The said girl couldn't help but bow in gratitude at the praise she received from a member of Mannequeen, Cera.

"Thank you so much," she whispered. Audrey grinned brightly at her and nudged her teasingly.

"(Y/N) is a ballerina, right? And a pretty one at that. She could stand on pointe all day and stand on a music box, let it spin her around, and people would appreciate her dancing."

"I honestly don't think she could perform well in any other type of genre since her main focus is on ballet."

"Yeah, like a one trick pony."

The gasps could be heard echoing throughout the room after the comment. (Y/N)'s and her team members' jaw dropped in shock, "ouch, that hurts."

The former girl clutched her chest in exaggeration and pretended to lose her balance. Audrey held on to her and laughed at her dramatic antics.

The room suddenly erupted in shock when the screen showed how many No Respct stickers each Jam Reublic member will receive. Above showed their names in huge, bold, and bright fonts their name and the results:

Kristen - 2

Latrice - 0

Ling - 1

Emma - 1

(Y/N) - 4

Audrey - 6

An overwhelming amount of people chose Audrey as their No Respect Dancer. The youngest member of Jam Republic cheered and held her thumbs up in the air, whilst (Y/N) just clapped slowly with a smile, still looking at the results.

4 No Respect Dancer stickers might not be much compared to Audrey. However, the message was still loud and clear that there are people who are doubting her as a dancer.

"Okay, okay," she said, turning to Audrey as she held up a hand, "let's show them what we've got." The two girls high-fived each other with matching grins.

As they made their way to their designated seats. (Y/N) made eye contact with Baby Sleek. She grinned towards her and gave a small wave, bowing down in greeting towards Wolf'Lo who sat beside them.

(Y/N) sat at the top of the seat with her back straight, a trait she acquired after it was conditioned in her body. She was still quite frustrated at the one trick comment she received. She clicked her tongue in frustration and puffed her cheeks, inhaling and exhaling deeply through her nose.

"You okay?" Kirsten asked and patted her thigh.

"Yeah," she nodded - albeit partly lying. "Don't worry, Audrey and I will make sure they'll eat their words after they see us dance."

Audrey shot her finger guns with a wink, "that's right mama!"

She laughed at her adorableness and pinched her cheeks. Inhaling deeply one last time, she forced herself to relax and remember that it's all part of the show. (Y/N) gathered her hair all together in her hands and placed them behind her back when she heard a sound of awe.

Startled, the girl turned her head to the side. Staring at her was a woman with bright red hair that it almost looks orange. She thought it suited her very well and loves the boyish look the other woman adorned.

Chocol flushed furiously when her eyes suddenly met (Y/N)'s. One moment, she was admiring her side profile, then the next, she's looking into her eyes. She gasped as she placed a hand on her mouth and bowed deeply.

"Nice to meet you! I didn't mean to stare, I'm sorry!"

(Y/N) giggled and bowed to her as well, waving her hand dismissively at the poor woman whose head was still bowing down. "Nice to meet you too! And don't worry, it's fine, thank you!" She grinned with a blush on her face.

Haechi laughed at her flustered team member, garnering second-hand embarrassment from her. Both of their teams turned their attention to the commotion behind them and laughed at the flustered state their two members are in.

"Look at Chocol's face! It's almost the same color as a tomato," Buckey commented as she watched their interaction. Mannequeen giggled in amusement.

Wolf'Lo seemed intimidating when they first arrived. Now, one of their members are left in a flustered mess against a member of Jam Republic.

"I guess even Chocol couldn't resist (Y/N)'s charm." Redlic commented.

Once the commotion died down (there's still a red hue across Chocol's face), the room cheered once again once the judges were introduced: Shin Monika, Son Hyun-woo (Shownu), and the guest judge; Mike Song.

After the introduction, all the crews were instructed to return to their hideout rooms to change and prepare for their first mission: No Respect Battle.

Jam Republic debriefed about their evaluation after they've changed as they waited for their cue to return back to the arena. The members lounged comfortably at the couch while Audrey was left standing to voice out her frustrations.

"It's like, you can't even see my face! It's the shoulders! They're focusing on my shoulders!" She laughed in frustration.

"I know! They see one video of you doing markings, and suddenly, they deemed you as the worst dancer!" (Y/N) replied, leaning against Ling as she hugs the plush bunny tightly.

There's a visible frown etched upon Audrey's face. She understands her frustrations and sadness that the youngest might be feeling right now. So, she stands up and makes her way towards her. (Y/N) placed her hands on her shoulders as she bends her knees to be on Audrey's eye level.

"What they said about you isn't a reflection of all the hard work and dedication you've put into your craft. Don't let their comments get into your head too much. They don't know what you bring into the table."

(Y/N) tilted her chin up with her finger when Audrey smiled at her. "Chin up, darling. Show them what you've got. "

Back in the arena, the tension in the air thickened. Dancers stretched and prepared for the upcoming battle; the first bettle and mission of the season. Everyone wants the win for themselves; everyone wants to prove themselves and the stregths of their team.

Jam Republic conversed to themselves as they stretched. (Y/N) was in middle spilts as she conversed with Emma and Latrice.

"Who do you want to battle (Y/N)," Emma asked as she stretches her shoulders.

"Oh, definitely Cera of Mannequeen." She answered instantly before standing up. "We have the most similar style out of everyone, and I love her power and charisma when she battles. She's so cool."

(Y/N) was about to add onto her comment when she saw BEBE enter the arena, more specifically, their leader. Bada came into her view dressed in oversized clothing and a cap in her head, almost covering her eyes. Her outfit and confidence boosted her charisma, which left (Y/N) speechless.

Bada took a sip of her drink before scanning around the room. Initially, she did this to scout out her competition when she met the wide eyes of a certain member of the pink team.

(Y/N) chocked in her saliva in shock when their eyes met. She immediately turned her head and buried her face in her hands.

"What's happening to you?" Latrice laughed at the girl, taking note of her red ears. She looks at the direction the latter girl was looking at and grinned teasingly. She patted Emma's hand to direct her attention to the tall woman who was staring at their member.

Bada was still staring at (Y/N) with a smirk on her face. She chuckled lowly when she saw how the girl became flustered under her gaze.

"Cute," she commented before taking a seat. Mentally forming a plan to make herself acquainted with the girl after the camera's stop rolling for the day.

"What did you say?" Tatter asked when her leader muttered something inaudible.

"Nothing. Dont worry about it." Bada patted the blonde's head. Tatter was confused at the giddy mood her leader was in but ultimately dropped it for the time being.

Back with Jam Republic, Latrice and Emma share an amused look on their faces as they watch (Y/N) fan her face.

"What?" The girl asked, knowing full well what it is about.

"Nothing," they replied simultaneously. She narrowed her eyes at them and pouted her lips.

"Stop teasing her guys," Kirsten commented. "Let her focus on her stretching. Otherwise, she might focus all her attention on a certain blue team member." The rest of the team burst out laughing. (Y/N) flushed even more as she glared at Kirsten. The leader looked back at her with an innocent smile and fluttering eyes in faux innocence in response.

"Whatever," she muttered before standing tall to prepare herself to position herself into an arabesque.

"Still can't get over how flexible you are," Emma commented. Watching her effortlessly pull the move.

(Y/N) hummed in response before inhaling, feeling the deep stretch on her core, back, and legs. She always loved the feeling of deep stretches. It's like letting your breathe after a long day. She held the pose for as long as she could before she exhaled and released her leg.

"Woah, she's so flexible," Redy stated as she watched the girl pull the move. Harimu and her had been observing her for quite a while now. Lia, their leader, watched them in amusement before glancing at who they're looking at.

"Hey, stop that and focus on the mission," she scolded them.

It wasn't long before Kang Daniel, the host of the season, welcomed them back and introduced the rules of the mission. (Y/N) bounced her feet in anticipation and wiggled her shoulders.

Mind and body ready for the fight that's about to begin.

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next part>>>

#bada lee x y/n #bada lee x reader #bada x reader #swf2 x reader #kirsten dodgen #swf2 #bada lee #chocol x reader #chocol #jo kayoung x reader #jo kayoung #kayoung x reader #street woman fighter 2 x reader #street woman fighter 2

[yxine]

— KOREAN GIRLFRIEND. ❞

Kirsten Dodgen x Reader!:

— in which Kirsten finds out her Korean girlfriend joined the show with her own crew.

— where everyone just find out that kirsten has a girlfriend who is in the show with them.

note: I do not own kirsten or any of the crew, women or the whole show. This is purely made for entertainment purposes!

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Kirsten was chuckling as she looked at the screen of her phone, she could be seen texting someone. Whoever they were made her quite giggly. Interested on why their leader was giggling to herself, Ling leaned over Kirsten's shoulder to see who she was talking to.

"Ooh~ who you getting all fuzzy for capt—WHO IS THIS 'LOVE'?" Ling exclaimed as she finally saw who she was texting to. Kirsten has a boyfriend and she knew this now?! After all these years, she only found out today.

"Shh! Not so loud!" Kirsten covered her teammate's mouth, they were the only ones in the Jam Republic room since the other three members were in the bathroom retouching their makeup and whatever they need to do in the bathroom.

"But yes...we have been for 3 years now." Kirsten said to Ling who gaped like a fish. The Asian woman felt a bit hurt to know that this has been hidden for a long time now and she only found out today. Now that she thought about it, she's seen her leader chuckle and even get a sudden call when teaching her classes, she always picked it up immediately and excuse herself. So it was her lover, huh?

"So, where's he from?" Ling asked Kirsten who sighed while looking up on the ceiling.

"She's from here in South Korea, one of the reason I agreed to join this show." Kirsten responded before chuckling at the sudden shocked gasp from Ling.

"SHE?!"

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A group of tall attractive women could be seen walking from the front of the studio on where the show is being held. Each scene of the camera revealing very attractive faces of the women, they all looked qualified to be a model.

"Woah, can't believe we're actually here." One of them mumbled in awe as all of them looked around. Her name was Lee Dohee, a tall woman with a brown pixie cut hair and cute-like features. She is the maknae of the group, age ranging of 19.

"I know right? It's a bit nerve-wracking now that we're here." KZ another member of the crew said as she shook her hands. She is a woman a bit taller than Dohee with black long hair and ash red highlights stopping just at the middle of her back, her age ranging of 26.

"Oh! Do you think we'll have international groups? I heard that swf is planning on inviting some! Do you think they'll get famous dancers from other countries? Someone we know? Someone that's like an underdog? Ooh! Maybe someone from Royal Family?! But that's a bit hard to do though especially when they have a tour going on around the world right now." Hollie the hyper one in the group said multiple things in wonder. She had two high up pigtails for her long navy blue hair as she made big gestures while talking.

"Calm down, Hun. I'm sure we'll find out when we enter the studio." Kim Sarah, the second oldest member of the group told the young woman. She had platinum blonde hair that's in a boy-cut, contrast to her looks, she was the mom of the group while their leader was like the dad.

Said leader only chuckled to herself as she led the team through the small hallway to get to their assigned room.

Sin-ergy

The banner was colored red with devil horns and their crew name on it, it was their room next to Jam Republic whose banner is bright compared to theres.

"Jam Republic?"

"Looks like they did invite people we know from overseas."

"Do you think Kirs-unnie is in there?!"

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Kirsten who heard her name called outside the room perked up, that high-pitched voice sounded familiar. Where did she hear that from again?

"Wow, they are loud." Latrice chuckled, liking the energy the women outside their room let out. (They don't know what they're talking about since their translator went out for a bit, so the translation isn't working for now that's why I said Latrice likes their energy.)

"At least we aren't the only ones here to just have fun and experience." Ling said with a slight smile as they all kept listening to the crew outside.

Kirsten on the other hand, kept contemplating on if she knew them or not. She can't help but feel like she should go outside and greet them but she decided not to.

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Every crew was already downstairs, now they were only waiting for the last one.

As if on cue, voices from upstairs rang out to the bottom as everyone put their gazes up to where they heard the voices are.

"Woah, this kinda looks cool!" Hollie exclaimed as she skipped across the large hallway as her team watched fondly at her.

"We should take pictures here later." KZ said as the others nodded in agreement.

"we're approaching the stairs, get ready." Y/N ever the dominant leader said as her members either hummed or nod in agreement while she led them from the front.

"Woah..here they come." Mannequeen's Yoonji muttered as she straightened herself in anticipation for the last group.

Sin-ergy stepped down the states as everyone stared at them in awe mostly at their tell structure and the energy they let out. They were even more intimidating than Wolf-lo and that's saying something.

"They're so tall!"

"They all look like they could be models."

"Oh my, look at Y/N!"

"Wait doesn't Y/N's outfit look kind of familiar?"

That statement that was said out loud made everyone realize where they saw that top before, their heads then snap towards a certain leader of Jam Republic noticing how similar their outfits looked. Though it's a bit absurd that they assumed such a thing, the way Kirsten stared at the leader of Sin-ergy in such shock and a look of knowing who she was made them think otherwise.

The tall group of women finally arrived on the stage waiting for the critiques of the other groups.

"Their team doesn't really stand out, it's only because of their heights."

"They're too tall for a dancer, i mean how do you move those long arms? Throw them around like some sort of stripped paper?"

"I don't see the point of them being a crew when it all just looks like Y/N with a bunch of back-up dancers."

Y/N just stared at the screen with a unnerving gaze causing the ones who made those comment to shrink in their seats as they were intimidated by her stare.

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"How dare they.." Kirsten muttered as she seethed silently in her seat. They dare talk to her woman in that way? They must have a death wish.

"How dare they what?" Latrice who was behind her asked her leader. She was confused on what she meant as they don't even know those tall women. Kirsten stiffened a bit as she didn't realize she said it out loud so she just waved her off.

"It's nothing, just remembered something." She can't just say her girlfriend just got dissed and now she's pissed off y'know? Can't she?

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"That's funny.." Y/N muttered amused by their comments, her team was also amused as this wasn't even diss, it's like eight grades bullying each other. Though they don't let it show as they kept giving a uninterested stare that kind of came off as them being mad due to the dominating aura they give off.

"Let's go." With that one command, the five of them went towards their spot just across Jam Republic.

"Wait, are my eyes messing with me or is Kirsten across us?" Holli grabbed KZ's arm as her eyes widened, the same could be said with the other members as they look at Kirsten who only smiled in return, amused by their reactions.

"Looks like we're against each other." Dohee said as she nodded in greeting to Jam Republic who returned it.

"This will be fun." Y/N said as she hotly smirked at the Jam Republic Leader who shyly smiled at the tall woman.

"A battle between lovers, now that's an interesting plot."

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user1234: WHAT? THEY'RE TOGETHER?

leyley__: MY TEAM LEADER HAS A LOVER AND I JUST KNEW NOW?!

-> kirstendodgen: surprise?

iluvkirs: IT'S ALWAYS THE HOT WOMEN THAT'S TAKEN I SWEAR

-> luvluvy/n: I KNOW RIGHT?

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#street woman fighter 2 #swf2 #street woman fighter x reader #swf #kirsten dodgen #jam republic #kirsten x reader

[ciades]

* MASTERLIST !

welcome to endgirIs prev. badagf! here, you can find all of my written works.

do not steal / copy / repost, even with credit. requests are ALWAYS open, msg me about things you’d like to see on my blog <3

BADA LEE X FEM!READER:

eyes to the sky.

contrary to popular belief, bada lee isn’t always stone cold to people around her. when it comes to you, bada’s short girlfriend, she absolutely melts. FLUFF, height difference

winner takes it all.

it all comes down to this: bada’s just won street woman fighter, and needs someone to celebrate with. SMUT, overstimulation + 🧠 from bada

lie detector test. (coming very soon!)

swf2’s highly anticipated special episode features bada lee and her not so secret girlfriend in a lie detector test. FLUFF, relationship reveal, swf2!reader

CIADES © 2024

#bada lee #bada lee x reader #street woman fighter 2 #swf2 x reader #swf2 #Audrey lane #kirsten dodgen #bebe #jam republic #tsubakill #ladybounce #1million #masterlist #badagf writes

[throughthebluesea]

Will you make a part 2 for “caught between pink and blue?” It was so good and I’m crushing on both bada and Kirsten. Would there be smut?🫣🤭

oho you got me thinking!! well, because of this ask, the part 2 of caught between blue and pink is in the works rn! and i am glad the you liked the fic 🥺 i shall post the part 2 once i finished! ♡

#den's asks #street woman fighter 2 #bada lee x reader #kirsten dodgen x reader #wlw #street woman fighter 2 x reader

[auliisflower]

Kirsten Dodgen x F!Reader

MOOD BOARD

🆂🅸🆁🅴🅽 🅴🆈🅴🆂

“C’mon, don’t look at me like that, Baby.”

A wild heartstealer idol named Yang Y/N and a globally famous dancer named Kirsten Dodgen is a pretty good duo for a power couple, don’t you think? One can only wonder how the korean public will take the news that a dancer from New Zealand can tame the all-famous idol Yang Y/n. Will life let them have their way or will the public eye force another idol between the two who they think will fit Y/n better?

STARRING :

IDOL! YANG Y/N

JAM REPUBLIC! KIRSTEN DODGEN

IDOL! ISHIRIKI YANGXI

ENHYPEN! YANG JUNG-WON

JAM REPUBLIC! LING ZHANG

JAM REPUBLIC! LATRICE KABAMBA

JAM REPUBLIC! EMMA HUCH

JAM REPUBLIC! AUDREY LANE

(HELLOOOOO!!!! I’ll be posting this soon, I promise 😭🫶🏻 But for now, let’s keep you on the edge of your seat because that’s more fun HEHEHSHSB BUT ANYWAYS I’LL HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS I’LL POST THE FULL THING MAYBE ON TUESDAY)

#kirsten dodgen #kirsten x reader #jam republic #street woman fighter 2 #swf2 x reader #swf2 #yang jungwon #ling zhang #latrice #emma huch #audrey lane #mood board #aesthetic

[belovedjeju]

Team I want to work on something but I can’t decide which one to work on send help

#jeju speaks #let’s ask the audience #bada lee x reader #kirsten dodgen x reader #Chocol x reader #Bada Lee #chocol swf2

[cool-fancier]

Unveiled Hearts

a/n: Not my best work but I hope you enjoy it.

Synopsis: Kirsten love you, but you seem to be totally clueless. Ling suggests she confess. When she eventually tells you, you feel the same way.

Kirsten sat alone in a poorly lit section of the coffee shop, her untouched latte in front of her going cold. She couldn't help but stare at you, the person who held her heart so closely while being entirely oblivious of her true feelings. As you talked to lively to the person who was across from you, your eyes gleamed. Laughter echoed through the room, and every ounce of Kirsten's being ached.

In the sight of your bright smiles and shared laughter, the love she had for you, the love she'd nourished softly and secretly seemed pointless.

Kirsten struggled to focus on her laptop screen with shaky hands, the flickering cursor mocking her with writer's block. Her novel, her escape from the dark emotions that often overtook her, remained stuck in her head, unable to flow onto the pages. Her quiet love echoed on the pages she couldn't write, buried beneath layers of unnoticed words.

Kirsten's lips twitched with a sarcastic smile as she thought about the irony. She was a writer, a master of using words to create worlds, feelings, and stories, but when it came to expressing her love, vulnerability, and emotions towards you, the words disappeared.

The conversation at the opposite table continued, and Kirsten felt like an outsider in a play where she desperately wanted to be an actor. Your pleasant, careless laughter danced in her ears, each note piercing her heart like shards of glass.

"Hi, Kirsten!" I didn't expect to find you here," a familiar voice interrupted her thoughts.

Kirsten looked up, startled, to see her best friend, Ling, standing next her table. For some time, her expression brightened, relieved to see a friendly face among the chaos. "Hi, Ling. What are you doing here?"

Ling pulled up a chair and sat down, looking at Kirsten with curiosity.  "I'm just trying to get some work done." So, how about you? You seem a little... busy."

Kirsten sighed, her attention shifting to you, the subject of her love.  "I'm just... observing.

Ling followed her line of sight, seeing what she was doing. "You're still doing that? Staring at Y/N?"

Kirsten nodded, her heart aching as she was captivated by the scene of your joy. "I'm sorry, Ling. I don't want to feel like this, but I can't help myself."

Ling let out a sympathetic sigh. "You know, Kirsten, we don't always have control over how we feel about someone. But perhaps it's time to talk to Y/N and be open about your feelings."

Kirsten laughed bitterly, her gaze fixed on you. "Ling, it's easier said than done. I'm afraid of what would happen if I did. What if it ruins our friendship?"

Ling leaned in closer, her voice soothing and sweet. "Unless you try, you'll never know." And let's be real, do you want to keep suffering in silence forever?"

Kirsten found herself split between her fear and the possibility of happiness while the two friends talked. The idea of her admitting her feelings for you was horrible, but so was the thought of never knowing whether you felt the same way.

Hours passed, and the coffee shop slowly emptied. Kirsten's latte sat untouched, forgotten. She realised she couldn't keep dodging the reality any longer. She had to confront you and confront her emotions.

When she noticed that the person you were talking to left she gathered her bags, waved bye to Ling, and headed over to your table with new passion.  You looked up, taken aback by her sudden arrival.

"Hey i didn't know you were here," you said with a friendly smile. "What's up, Kirsten?"

Kirsten looked you in the eyes after taking a long breath. "There's something I've been wanting to tell you for a long time."

You leaned in, focused. "What is it?"

"I've been in love with you for a while now," Kirsten said, her heart racing. And watching you with someone else earlier made me realise that I can't keep it to myself anymore."

For a split second, silence fell between them, the tension evident.  Kirsten's heart felt like it was about to burst. Then, much to her surprise, a faint smile appeared on your face.

"I've been waiting for you to say that," you admitted, and Kristen's throat tightened. "I like you, Kirsten." I thought you'd never notice because you don't really pay that much attention."you said with a small smile.

Kirsten felt as if the weight of the world had been lifted from her shoulders as the atmosphere started to brighten. Her eyes welled up with tears as she extended for your hand, which you took in yours.

It was a moment of pure, genuine relief, of shared feelings finally revealed. Kirsten couldn't stop smiling through her tears, and you quietly giggled.

"So, what now?" you asked, without taking your attention away from hers.

"Now," Kirsten said quietly, "we begin a new chapter."

#swf2 x reader #swf2 #street woman fighter 2 #street woman fighter x reader #jam republic #kirsten dodgen #Kirsten x reader #wlw #jam republic x reader

[abravesoul03]

ABRAVESOUL'S MASTERLIST.

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STREET WOMAN FIGHTER II

TEAM BEBE

BADA LEE/BADA

- HOW MOTHEREST TRIO'S COCKS WOULD BE LIKE? (SMUT🔥⚠️)

KIM TAEYOUNG/TATTER

- 10:14 (smut 🔥⚠️)

- 11:31 (fluff 🐻🍭)

- Blue Plush & Cotton Candy (fluff🐻🍭)

- how would GP!Tatter's cock and behaviour during sex be like? (smut🔥⚠️)

- 18:18 (smut🔥⚠️)

- How would Tatter kiss you?(fluff🐻🍭)

- 15:09 (smut🔥⚠️)

- 1:21 (smut 🔥⚠️)

- Loving Her was A Sin, Finding You was A Blessing(fluff🐻🍭 - Angst🦋❤️‍🩹)

LEE SEOYOUNG/LUSHER

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PARK INHYE/KYMA

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LEE MINAH/MINAH

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JUNG CHAEYEON/CHECHE

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KWON SOWEON/SOWEON

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(・∀・)(・∀・)(・∀・)(・∀・)(・∀・)(・∀・))

JAM REPUBLIC

KIRSTEN DODGEN

- Pretty Lady, Your Perfect to Me (slight angst🦋❤️‍🩹)

AUDREY LANE

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<(￣︶￣)><(￣︶￣)><(￣︶￣)><(￣︶￣)><(￣)

WOLF'LO

JO GAYOUNG/CHOCOL

- THE DEVIL WITHIN?!CHOCOL VER. (SMUT🔥⚠️)

- THE DEVIL WITHIN CHOCOL VER. PART II (SMUT🔥⚠️)

- HOW WOULD BEING MARRIED TO CHOCOL BE LIKE (Fluff 🐻🍭)

(✿^‿^)(✿^‿^)(✿^‿^)(✿^‿^)(✿^‿^)(✿^‿^)

MANEQUEEN

HAN HAEUN/REDLIC

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JUNG SIYEON/WAACKXXXY

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LEE YOONJI/YOONJI

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CHEON YUJIN/CERA

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TSUBAKILL

MIYOSHI AKANEN/AKANEN

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KAEDA SAYAKA/SAYAKA

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KIKUCHI MIKI/MIKI

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KOYAMA MOMO/MOMO

- Pretty Little Liar (Night club au) [ft. Yumeri]

CHIKADA YUMERI/YUMERI

- Pretty Little Liar (Night club au) [ft. Momo]

HATTORI RENA/RENA

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( ꈍᴗꈍ)( ꈍᴗꈍ)( ꈍᴗꈍ)( ꈍᴗꈍ)( ꈍᴗꈍ)( ꈍᴗꈍ)( ꈍ)

1 MILLION

PARK HYERIM/HARIMU

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PARK HYOJIN/AMY

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SHIN SOOBIN/REDY

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(☆▽☆)(☆▽☆)(☆▽☆)(☆▽☆)(☆▽☆)(☆▽☆)(☆)

DEEP&DAP

KIM MINJI/LOCKER ZEE

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JUNG JIWON/JJ

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(✿^‿^)(✿^‿^)(✿^‿^)(✿^‿^)(✿^‿^)(✿^‿^)

STREET WOMAN FIGHTER I

WAYB

NOH JIHYE/NOZE

- How would G!P Noze cock and behaviour be like during sex?!(SMUT🔥⚠️)

- Consider it as a second birthday gift (SMUT🔥⚠️)

- How did you guys meet & who confessed first.(Fluff 🐻🍭)

(~‾▿‾)~(~‾▿‾)~(~‾▿‾)~(~‾▿‾)~(~‾▿‾)~(~‾▿‾)~(~)

HOOK

KANG HYEIN/AIKI

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\(ϋ)/♩\(ϋ)/♩\(ϋ)/♩\(ϋ)/♩\(ϋ)/♩\(ϋ)/♩\(ϋ)/♩\)

SOLOIST/OTHER GROUPS

BIBI

- HOW MOTHEREST TRIO'S COCKS WOULD BE LIKE? (SMUT🔥⚠️)

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[khl0ver]

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