#onewe x oc

[smileydk]

Lights, Camera, Action

Pairing: Idol!Taemin x Photographer!OC

Summary: Jiwoo and Taemin have been married for a whole decade. They both debuted in SHINee. As SHINee approached their 15th anniversary Jiwoo started pursuing photography.

Who'd be a better guinea pig model than her own husband?

cw/tw: fluff, cute, praising, suggestive, kissing

Note: I'm obsessed with Taemin lately. Why I don't know. But he's so handsome and pretty, and gorgeous, and sexy and- yeah

''Taeminie my babyyy~'' Jiwoo walked through the front door with a sweet smile on her lips.

Taemin, sitting on the couch, looked up from the book he was reading and raised a knowing eyebrow. ''Yes, my dearest wife? What are you gonna subject me to this time?''

Jiwoo smiled and walked over to the couch. She wrapped her arms around his neck and looked down at him with a pleading smile.

Taemin knew that smile very well. Whenever she wanted him to do something she'd smile like that.

''You know how I've been taking photography classes, right baby?'' Taemin nodded. ''Right, so this week's assignment was to photograph something sexy... so I thought who's better for the job than the Lee Taemin?''

Taemin chuckled as he leaned his head against the back rest. He looked up at Jiwoo, who was already looking down at him and pursed his lips.

Jiwoo leaned down and kissed his lips sweetly.

''Will you please help me, baby?'' Jiwoo fluttered her eyelashes sweetly.

''I can't, and you know I can't. I told you this morning. And I know you know since you call be "baby". I have to go to the dance studio and work on the "Guilty" choreography. I would help you if I-''

Jiwoo pouted. ''Pretty please?''

Taemin chuckled. ''I don't have ti-''

''Pretty please with sugar on top?! If you loved me-'' Taemin raised an eyebrow. ''-you would help me''

Taemin sighed. ''You're annoying''

''I know. And since you won't help me, I'm calling Minho'' Taemin nodded for her to go on.

So she did.

She found her phone and found Minho's contact. She pressed his contact and put it on speaker phone. Taemin just sat there.

''Jiwoo! My favorite Lee! 'Sup?''

Taemin glared at the phone. ''What do you mean "favorite Lee?!" I thought it was me!''

In the background Jiwoo and Taemin heard Onew cursing at Minho for calling someone else his favroite Lee.

''Too bad, you ain't. And neither are you, Hyung! Now, how can I help my favorite Lee''

''So, for my photography classes I have to photograph something sexy, and Taemin's an ass and won't help me, so would you like to be my sexy model? Maybe something shirtless, or maybe-''

Taemin grabbed Jiwoo's phone from her hands and glared at his wife. ''Buh-bye Hyung, we don't need you''

''Goodbye, see you tom-''

Jiwoo laughed loudly as Taemin ended the call in the middle of Minho's sentence. He chucked her phone behind his shoulder. He turned to his wife and raised an eyebrow.

''You're a bully''

''So you'll help me?'' Jiwoo smiled sweetly.

Taemin sighed loudly. ''Fine! I'll call Noona and tell her practice is off'' He picked up his own phone. ''You're lucky I love you'' He mumbled a pouty tone.

As he ended the call, telling "Noona" he was sick and couldn't dance today. "Noona" didn't believe him for a single second, but she let it slide this time.

She did however warn him if he repeated this she would come to their apartment and drag him to the dance studio herself.

''Now, back to your little rendezvous, do we have any studio lights? Or any equipment at all?''

Jiwoo's sweet, kiss-ass look, switched into a sheepish look. ''I might have bought a camera, studio lights and all that before asking you''

''Why?''

''I just- my backup plan was Minho, I knew he would accept without a fight'' Jiwoo smirked as she headed out the door to get the stuff she bought.

Taemin gasped dramatically. ''How dare you even think of Minho as a backup?'' His wife simply smiled and kissed his cheek.

After they'd set up all the different lights and cameras, and props and whatnot that Jiwoo had brought home, in the bathroom, the woman turned to her husband with a smirk.

''And now, you. We gotta change all...'' Jiwoo moved her hands around her husband's body. ''...this''

''What? I look sexy as I am'' Taemin raised an eyebrow.

''Well that I won't deny. But! This is not what I invisioned...'' She motioned to his oversized hoodie and sweatpants. ''I was thinking that it could fit with your upcoming comeback... so I might have got you a completely new outfit''

She dug out a white tank-top, a pair of white boxers and a pair of blue, baggy (jeans) pants. Taemin reluctantly took the clothes and changed out of his sweatpants and hoodie.

As he showed the outfit to Jiwoo she held up a finger. She started pulling and adjusting his pants. She could feel Taemin's smirk on his lips as her hands brushed past his lower stomach.

''Shut up'' She mumbled and continued her adjusting.

''I didn't say anything!'' Taemin exclaimed and placed his hands on his hips.

Jiwoo ignored him and stepped back. She looked him up and down. He posed jokingly and Jiwoo chuckled.

Jiwoo stood him in front of the bathroom. ''Let's... add a bit of choreo to the photo. Right hand under shirt, show off your stomach. You know, the key move''

Taemin smirked. ''If you wanted me naked you should've just asked, baby''

''Ha. Ha'' Jiwoo laughed sarcastically and loooked at her husband with a forced smile. ''Pose, asshole''

''Yes, ma'am!'' Taemin saluted her and did as she'd wished. ''Lights, camera, action''

Jiwoo stared at him for a moment. ''You're such a weirdo'' Taemin flashed a dorky smile.

Jiwoo continued staring at Taemin as he did the pose she requested. It looked good, but not enough. ''Head down. Hand around your neck''

Taemin did as instructed.

This was another reason as to why Jiwoo wanted to work with her own husband, he'd been in the industry for so long. He knew exactly how to pose, he followed instructions well and he was naturally sexy.

Perfect sexy model.

Jiwoo snapped a few pictures of Taemin in that pose, altering some small things. When she was satisfied with it she showed it to model himself.

''Wow, I look good'' Jiwoo chuckled. ''What are you laughing at? I look sexy. Who knows, maybe these will be my concept photos? You're good at this''

Jiwoo blushed as he praised her. ''You really think that?''

Taemin nodded and hugged her tightly. ''The best! Now, next pose!''

The afternoon continued. Taemin posed as Jiwoo instructed. It started professionally, Taemin answered Jiwoo being very serious about the whole thing.

Then it slowly turned into Taemin doing as he wished and Jiwoo accepting it.

After almost 3 hours of snapping photos they decided to wrap it up.

''I'm gonna edit these a bit. Then you can see them''

Taemin pouted. ''I wanna see them now!''

Jiwoo raised an eyebrow. ''Taemin, sweetie, you're 30, not a toddler. You'll see them when I'm done''

''Okay...''

However, editing proved to be difficult when you had a 30 year old husband who decided he needed attention at this exact moment.

Jiwoo was trying to edit the pictures she seemed to be the best ones. Taemin sat behind her on the bed, legs on each side of her body, arms around her waist as he watched her edit.

His shin rested on her shoulder as she tapped away on the computer.

Taemin's attention span was about the same as a 5 year old, on a sugar high.

His fingers started tapping a rhythm on Jiwoo's thighs and he started humming to himself. Jiwoo turned around and raised an eyebrow. She'd told him if he wanted to sit here. Silence.

He quickly stopped.

But then his attention started wearing thin again. He found a hairbrush ans some hair ties Jiwoo had laying around.

He carefully started brushing Jiwoo's hair and braiding it. Jiwoo stopped her editing and turned around. She smiled.

''You really have no patience. You're like a five year old'' Jiwoo examined the braid. It was good.

''Yet you love me. Besides, if I was a five year old, wouldn't that make you a predator?''

Jiwoo raised her eyebrow. ''Ha. Ha''

''I'll go cook or something. Have a good editing session''

''Love you!'' Jiwoo yelled through the house as Taemin bounced down the stairs.

''Love you more!''

After Jiwoo'd edited the photos she headed into the kitchen to show Taemin.

Taemin, who was making tteokbokki, was amazed.

''My wife's so talented! And I'm much more sexy than Minho-Hyung would ever be''

Jiwoo chuckled and patted his cheek. ''That's your opinion''

''Whatever. You and I both know I'm speaking facts. Now, I think these are perfect for my concept photos this comeback. And I'm saving money if use my lovely wife's hard labor''

''Who said I'm free?'' Jiwoo raised an eyebrow and placed her hands on her hips. ''I'm an expensive bitch''

''Well... expensive? Yes. But bitch? No. What do you want as pay? I could think of a few things I know you'd like'' Taemin smirked as he placed his own hands on Jiwoo's.

Jiwoo chuckled and shook her head. ''You're such a pervert''

Taemin couldn't see the problem. She wanted pay. He had something to pay with. Which they'd both enjoy.

''Besides. I have to send these in for class and-''

Before Jiwoo could finish her sentence Taemin pressed his lips against hers. Jiwoo giggled as he pulled away.

''You talk too much sometimes''

''And you have too little patience. Your tteok is burning'' Jiwoo pointed at the pan, which smoked a bit more than it should've.

Taemin turned around and spotted the pan. He quickly moved it from the heat. He smiled awkwardly as he turned back to his wife.

''It's not burnt. It just... on the verge of burning. Want some?''

Jiwoo smiled. He was so cute. And he tried cooking. Which he rarely did. ''Of course I will''

As they are Taemin's half-burnt creation Taemin smirked. ''Next time you should do a budoir photoshoot''

Jiwoo choked on the food. ''Lee Taemin!? WHAT THE FUCK!?''

''What? It was just an idea! I'm sexy. You're a great photographer. And...''

''You just want a reason to get naked'' Jiwoo deadpanned him. ''And don't even deny it, you're... you''

''Oh baby. If I wanted to be naked I'd be naked'' He winked and continued eating his food.

''Fuck you, Lee Taemin''

''Anytime, baby''

#taemin #shinee #shawol #shinee one shot #kpop oneshots #fluff #kpop fluff #one shot #kpop smut #smut #lee taemin #taemin x reader #shinee x reader #taemin smut #suggestive #guilty #taemin guilty

[btsqualityy]

Y.O.U (Years Of Us), Chapter 5: Old Friend

Jimin x half black/half Korean OC; Taemin  half black/half Korean OC

Genre/Rating: 21+, established relationship, idol!AU, smut, angst, and fluff

Summary: Kamaria has a night out on the town and runs into an old “friend”.

Warnings: semi public sex, unprotected sex, oral sex, dirty talk, and creampie.

WC: 2.8K

Song Of The Chapter: Taemin-Danger

9 Years Ago

Kamaria sat in one of the many studios in the SM building, nervously tapping her foot as she waited for one of SM’s most prolific groups to make their way inside. Although Kamaria had officially signed as an artist to the company not too long before, she still enjoyed writing music so after writing a song called “Good Evening”, she took it to the company who decided to give it to their top male group. 

“Hello?” A sudden voice called out as the door opened and Kamaria had to will herself to stay calm as the members of SHINee walked inside. 

“Hello, sunbaenims,” Kamaria smiled as she stood up, bowing politely as the members filed into the room. “I’m Minali or Kamaria, whichever you prefer.”

“Oh, no need to be so formal!” Onew exclaimed with a bright smile. “We’ve heard amazing things about you! I’m Lee Jinki.”

“Minho,” he introduced himself with a bow.

“I’m Kibum,” Key added.

“And I’m Lee Taemin,” Taemin grinned widely. “Our managers told us that you have an amazing song for us.”

“Well, I’m hoping you all will think so,” Kamaria chuckled. “I got inspired after hearing a song from an American group and after contacting them, they gave me permission to use the song and change it up so I did so and added new lyrics.”

“Well, no time like the present,” Key said as he clapped his hands together. “Let’s get started.”

Going into the session, Kamaria had been insanely nervous because SHINee was a legendary group in the KPop industry and Kamaria had only just debuted less than a year prior. However, as the session began and everything started to flow, she realized that she had been worried for nothing. The members were just as nice and funny as they had been rumored to be, not to mention the level of professionalism that they exuded when it came to doing what they loved. 

“I love this song so much!” Minho exclaimed. “And after hearing the original, it’s amazing how you made it into something completely different.”

“That’s definitely some talent there,” Onew nodded in agreement. 

“Thank you,” Kamaria replied sheepishly, feeling her cheeks warming up in embarrassment. “You guys made it effortless, though. Your voices are amazing.”

“We’re professionals darling,” Key joked, making Kamaria laugh. After a few more times of recording their verses, they all decided that almost three hours in the studio had been enough so they decided to go their separate ways. 

“Taemin-ah, you coming?” Key wondered as Onew and Minho paced out of the studio. 

“Ah, no hyung,” Taemin shook his head, throwing a quick glance Kamaria’s way before looking back at the older man. “I’ll get home on my own.”

“Alright,” Key smiled knowingly. “Be safe. Minali-ssi, amazing work.”

“Thank you so much,” Kamaria beamed as she took a break from packing up her bag to bow towards him. Key walked out of the studio then, leaving Kamaria and Taemin by themselves.

“Uh, Minali-ssi?” Taemin called out and Kamaria looked up at hearing her Korean name. “I was wondering, would you mind staying here a little while longer?”

“Uh, sure but why?” Kamaria wondered. 

“I’m not exactly satisfied with my vocals,” he explained. “But if you have plans and can’t stay, I can always have our managers contact you to set up a better time and-”

“Taemin-ssi, I don’t mind at all,” she giggled. “And please, call me Minali.”

“Only if you call me Taemin.”

“Alright,” she agreed easily as she set her things down next to her. “Let’s go over them again.” Once Taemin went back into the recording booth and put the headphones over his ears, Kamaria sat in front of the mixing table and restarted the song. As Taemin began to record his lines over again, she happened to catch the part that he was talking about. 

“So this part of the song is a build up,” Kamaria began after she cut the music off. “Your voice should reflect that but the thing is, you have to start strong to lead up to your high note. It’s not the same breathy one that Minho does in the beginning.”

“Can you give me an example?” Taemin requested. 

“Sure,” she nodded before beginning to sing. “Negero ga, negero ga, negero ga-ah.”

“Ah ok, I get you,” he said. “Restart the song?” Kamaria did then, watching with a smile as Taemin effortlessly copied the way that she had song the riff for him. 

“That’s it, you hit it,” she said. “Come on out and listen to it.” Taemin did as instructed, stepping back out of the booth and standing next to Kamaria’s chair as she replied the song. 

“Excuse my language, but that sounds so damn good,” he praised. “I absolutely love it and I know the hyungs do too.”

“Like I said, you guys make it easy,” Kamaria echoed. “Your voices just blend so well together, especially yours.”

“Am I your bias in SHINee?” He wondered and Kamaria looked up at him with a smirk. “Or at least your favorite voice?”

“Actually, Jonghyun was,” she replied with a smile. “But you and your voice are a very close second.”

“Well, would you mind if your second favorite bias treats you out to dinner?” Taemin wondered. 

“Are you asking me out on a date?”

“No, think of it as a ‘thank you for writing one of my favorite SHINee songs in recent memory’ dinner,” he chuckled. “How about it?”

“Yeah,” Kamaria nodded with a soft smile. “Ok.”

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“I don’t understand why the two of you are doing this to me,” Kamaria muttered from her place in the back seat as she glared at Nari, who was in the drivers’ seat. 

“Because you needed to get out of the house!” Kang Seulgi exclaimed. Her and Kamaria had been extremely close friends since Kamaria’s days at SM Entertainment and with their busy schedules, they didn’t get much time to hang out together. 

“You’ve been in the house sulking ever since you had that dinner with Jimin,” Nari added, glancing in the review mirror at her best friend. “Between that and the anniversary of your mom’s death coming up, you need to keep your spirits up.”

“And you two thought a night out in Gangnam would help that?” Kamaria deadpanned. 

“Hey, good music, even better drinks, and gorgeous ass men?” Seulgi smirked. “Of course.”

“Good thing neither of you get paid for thinking then,” she muttered.

“Oh, you’ll feel better once you’re there and have a few drinks in your system,” Nari dismissed and Kamaria turned her gaze towards the window then, setting her chin on her hand. She was grateful that her friends cared enough about her to recognize when she was struggling but sometimes, she just wanted to wallow and feel all of her feelings. 

Not too long later, Nari pulled the car up in front of one of the hottest spots in Gangnam, Club Octagon. As soon as the three of them stepped out of the car, a crowd tried to form around them due to Kamaria and Seulgi’s combined star power. Luckily, security was quick to usher them inside and to their own little section. 

Nari made quick work of getting three drinks to their table and they lifted them up into the air.

“What should we cheers to?” Nari wondered.

“Friendship,” Seulgi suggested. “Existing, new, and future.”

“To friendship,” Kamaria smiled as they all pushed their glasses together. Since it was just a double shot of soju, it was effortless for Kamaria to slam it all back in one go. 

“Alright, I’m hitting the dance floor,” Seulgi announced before hopping up out of her seat. “Come with me, Kam.”

“I don’t feel like dancing,” Kamaria said before glancing at Nari for help.

“Oh no, you guys go ahead because I saw some people I know,” Nari smiled as she stood up. “I’ll meet you guys out there!”

“You have no excuse now,” Seulgi smiled as Nari walked away from them. “I’ll buy you another drink.”

“Fine,” Kamaria huffed, allowing Seulgi to pull her up into a standing position. “But I want the drink first!” After a quick trip to the bar where the two of them downed more shots, they then made their way to the dance floor. 

Club Octagon was frequented by a lot of music lovers so they played a wide array of music, both Korean and Western, that had everyone going crazy. The vibes were immaculate and even though she hadn’t really wanted to go out in the first place, Kamaria found herself feeling happy that she had allowed her friends to drag her out. 

Life was hard and unfair but moments like these would always be worth it. Always.

Before she knew it, an hour had passed and Kamaria’s high heels were starting to put a strain on her feet. Just as she found herself about to turn and tell Seulgi that she was going to sit down for a break, she felt a pair of hands station themselves on her waist from behind. 

“Can I have a dance?” The voice asked and Kamaria gasped, recognizing that voice anywhere as she turned around. 

“Lee Taemin!” She squealed before throwing herself into his arms. “What are you doing here?!”

“Kai dragged me out,” Taemin chuckled, setting her back down onto the ground before motioning behind him with his head. When Kamaria looked over his shoulder, she saw Kai from EXO talking animatedly with Seulgi and Nari. Once he made eye contact, he waved happily and Kamaria laughed before waving back. 

“How many drinks has he had?” Kamaria wondered as she looked back at Taemin. 

“Too damn many,” he huffed with a smile. “I’m starting to think he just wanted to let loose and dragged me along so that I could prevent any scandals from occurring.”

“That sounds like him,” she giggled. 

“And you? What are you doing out in Gangnam?” 

“Same predicament as you, conned by my friends,” Kamaria sighed. “Admittedly though, I needed some cheering up.”

“Ah yeah, it is February huh?” Taemin grimaced and she nodded solemnly. “Well, if it helps, you might not feel that great but you definitely look it.”

“Yeah?” She smiled softly, looking down at the black ruched bodycon dress that covered her body. 

“Absolutely,” he confirmed. “So, will you dance with me?”

“Mmm, I don’t know,” Kamaria hummed. “You could at least buy me a drink first.”

“That can be arranged,” Taemin smirked. 

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5 Years Ago

“That’s it my love,” Taemin whispered huskily as he thrust forward roughly, causing Kamaria to moan underneath him. “You’re taking it so well.”

“Feels so good Tae, fuck,” Kamaria gasped. “Harder.”

“You’re asking or telling me baby?” He wondered as he wrapped one strong hand in her shoulder length braids before yanking backwards and bringing her face closer to his. 

“A-asking, I’m asking.”

“Rephrase that for me then.”

“P-please fuck me h-harder,” she pleaded.��

“Much better,” Taemin cooed, reaching out with his free hand and taking ahold of Kamaria’s jaw, forcing her to crane her neck and look into his eyes. “You gonna come?”

“So hard,” Kamaria nodded. 

“Rub your clit and come for me then,” he instructed and Kamaria didn’t hesitate to reach underneath herself, finding the bundle of nerves with the tips of her fingers. Not even a minute later, Kamaria’s orgasm hit her causing her body to shake and tremble. The feeling of her walls clenching around his length made Taemin groan loudly as his own orgasm bubbled to the surface and before he could even react, he felt himself spilling inside of her. 

“Holy shit,” Kamaria sighed blissfully, giggling when Taemin allowed his body to fall on top of hers. “Get off of me. You might be skinny but that muscle isn’t weightless, you know.”

“I don’t even think I can move right now,” he chuckled. “You’re too damn good.”

“I could say the same for you,” she replied, smiling to herself when she felt Taemin press an open mouthed kiss to her shoulder. 

“My gorgeous love,” he murmured.

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“Fuck Tae,” Kamaria moaned, letting her head fall back against the wall of the bathroom stall that she and Taemin had crowded into together. After a few more drinks and dancing together to a few songs with wandering hands, Kamaria couldn’t help herself and ended up kissing him. Like any old habit, the familiar feeling came right back like second nature and it wasn’t long until they ended up in the bathroom. 

“Stay quiet, my love,” Taemin whispered from his place on his knees in front of her. “You don’t want anyone to catch us in here, right?”

“R-right,” she nodded as she looked down, biting her lip right after when he sucked her clit back into his mouth. Her dress was pushed up around her hips, her thong pulled to the side and held against her thigh by one of Taemin’s hands, and one of her thighs hooked over his shoulder. 

“You have no idea how much I missed the taste of this gorgeous pussy,” Taemin murmured. “You’re always so wet, Mina.”

“Cause of you,” she whispered, gasping when he quickly flicked the tip of his tongue against her. “Oh my gosh, that feels so good. Please keep doing that.”

“Asking so well,” he cooed before doing just as she requested. The feeling had her reaching down and burying her hands in his hair, her fingers gripping the strands tightly as her hips began to move on their own accord. 

“Fuck, you’re gonna make me come,” Kamaria whimpered and Taemin just doubled down on his efforts in response, his tongue working double time to make her orgasm. 

“God...fuck!” She burst suddenly, her jaw dropping open in a silent scream as she came on his face. Taemin, ever the considerate lover, licked up every ounce of wetness that escaped her slit before he gently removed her leg from his shoulder and stood up. 

“You ok?” He checked, smirking when he realized that her body was trembling a little bit. 

“Sorry, I haven’t had any sexual contact with a human being in like six months,” Kamaria giggled breathlessly as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “My world is a little rocked right now.”

“And here I was thinking that you just remembered how good I used to make you come.”

“Oh trust me, that plays a part in it too,” she smiled before leaning forward and kissing him firmly. The kiss instantly turned into a French one, their tongues sliding against each others and Kamaria moaned at the taste of herself on Taemin’s tongue. 

“I hate to make you come and then run,” Taemin began, murmuring against her lips. “But I have to get going.”

“Really?” She pouted. “I haven’t even gotten a chance to reciprocate yet.”

“I know and it’s taking everything in me to say this right now,” he laughed. “But I have a schedule with the hyungs in the morning and wake up call is at 5.”

“I could come back to your place with you.”

“Just for me to want to fuck you all night?” He chuckled. “Tempting but I can’t.”

“Alright,” Kamaria relented. “Have your managers discussed Nari’s offer for us to do a duet together on my new album with you yet?”

“They have and I have some free time coming up soon so have Nari contact them and they can set up a time for us to further discuss it in depth,” Taemin replied. 

“That means the answer is yes?”

“For you?” Taemin asked with a smile. “Always, my love.” Not being able to help herself, which seemed to be a constant theme in any of her interactions with Taemin through the years, Kamaria kissed him one last time before he pulled away from her. 

“I’ll see you soon, ok?” He murmured. 

“I hope so,” Kamaria smiled, watching with half lidded eyes as Taemin slowly opened the door to the stall, checked to make sure that it was clear of any people before stepping out and shutting the door behind him. Taking a few more minutes to compose herself and fix her dress, Kamaria then stepped out of the stall as well before making her way out of the bathroom. She didn’t even get five steps down the hall before Seulgi and Nari came rushing up to her, both of them sporting shit-eating grins on their faces. 

“What?” Kamaria wondered. 

“You wanna tell us why Lee Taemin came out of that bathroom and practically dragged Jongin out of here?” Seulgi wondered. 

“Or why he was sporting the biggest hard-on I think I’ve ever seen?” Nari added. “Or why you happen to have a post orgasm glow on your fucking face?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Kamaria smiled with a shrug. “You guys ready to go?”

“Yeah, ready to go so you can tell us all about what happened in that bathroom,” Nari smiled. As the three of them made their ways out of the club then, Kamaria couldn’t help but to think how happy she was that she had come out after all. 

#bts #bangtanarmynet #bangtanbathhouse #bts jimin #shinee taemin #jimin x reader #taemin x reader #jimin x oc #taemin x oc #jimin smut #jimin angst #jimin fluff #taemin smut #taemin angst #taemin fluff #bts smut #bts angst #bts fluff #shinee angst #shinee fluff #shinee smut #bts x reader #bts x oc #shinee x oc #shinee x reader

[curlslovekpop]

Yule’s Embrace: A Magical Christmas Encounter 🪵 🔥

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Word count: 421

Genre: Fantasy Fluff

Pairing: Lee Jinki (Onew) x OC Black Female

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Amidst the wintry woods, a clash of traditions sparks an unexpected bond between a spirited witch, Cemi, and the warm-hearted Lee Jinki.

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Chapter 1: Clash in the Winter Woods

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Jinki Lee moved through the woods, his steps leaving imprints in the pristine snow. His shoulder-length hair, a dark contrast against the winter backdrop, occasionally caught glimmers of sunlight that danced in the frozen air. He carried himself with a sense of purpose, the nostalgia for familiar traditions etched on his face, unaware of the tempest about to descend upon him in the form of Cemi.

With the determined intent to cut down a small Christmas tree, Jinki raised his axe. The silence was shattered as Cemi emerged from the swirling snowflakes, her presence commanding and fierce. Her eyes blazed with an intensity matched only by the fury in her voice.

"What madness is this?" Her words sliced through the tranquil atmosphere.

Startled, Jinki faltered in his explanation. "I... I just wanted a tree for Christmas. It's a tradition I've always followed."

Cemi's frustration surged, her anger uncontainable. "Tradition? Christmas? You desecrate these woods for your self-centered revelry!"

Jinki attempted to reason, but Cemi's ire refused to subside. "I understand your reverence for Yule, but Christmas holds deep sentimental value for me."

Cemi's eyes flashed with unbridled fury. "Sentiment does not justify the ravaging of nature! This tree, in its tender years, harbors the promise of life, and you would extinguish it for your own ease!"

Their debate escalated, words becoming heated in the icy air. Jinki's explanations fell on deaf ears as Cemi's frustration only intensified, her anger crackling like the frost around them.

"If harm befalls this tree upon my return, I shall cast a curse upon you!" Her voice, a thunderous declaration, reverberated through the woods.

With a whirl of her robes and a resounding boom of thunder, Cemi vanished into the snow, leaving Jinki standing amidst the solemn stillness, a mix of shock and determination etched upon his visage.

Determined to honor his cherished tradition without harm, Jinki braced himself against the biting cold, his thoughts consumed by the challenge that lay ahead amidst the silent embrace of the wintry woods.

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>>> Chapter two

#shinee fanfic #shinee smut #witchy fashion #lee jinki #SHINee #fluff #Onewfluff #kpop imagines #shinee imagines #SHINee fantasy #onew #Onew fanfiction #ambf #ficscafe #shinee #kpop fanfic #kpop x poc reader #lee taemin #shinee fanfiction #witches #wattpad

[juicy-moonrose]

Judul : You’re The Reason

AU Lokal The Rose

Hajoon x OC

Bahasa Indonesia

Disclaimer : Ini cerita fiksi, mohon maaf jika ada kesamaan nama, karakter, tempat, dll. Foto dari Official / Fansite / Pinterest.

Note: AU ini sebelumnya sudah Publish di Wattpad. Pengen hijrah kesini aja, hehe. Akan ada perubahan cast dan alur cerita.

Enjoy! 💕

Synopsis

Tidak semudah itu Dylan merelakan Letta dengan lelaki lain. Apalagi lelaki itu adalah Jona, lelaki yang sedang dekat-dekatnya dengan Letta dan terang-terangan dengan Dylan untuk merebut hati Letta.

Tanpa berpikir panjang, Dylan turun dari mobil dan menerjang hujan menuju Cafe yang biasa Letta datangi setelah pulang kerja.

Begitu sampai di depan pintu Cafe, Dylan langsung masuk dan mencari keberadaan Letta. Tapi, dia tidak menemukannya dan hanya melihat Katty yang sedang sibuk dengan Laptopnya.

“Lho Katty sendiri?” Tanya Dylan begitu sampai di meja yang Katty tempati.

“Eh— Dylan, lo ngapain kesini?” Tanya Katty.

“Jemput Letta, dia ga sama lo?”

“Letta-kan balik sama Jona.” Jawab Katty.

“Sial!” Setelah mendengar jawaban Katty, Dylan langsung keluar Cafe tanpa mendengar panggilan Katty.

“Lan, Dylaaann!!”

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Main Character

Violetta Dara Pramudya atau Letta, sangat suka dengan photography dan pekerjaannya tidak jauh beda dengan kesukaannya. Bekerja di Red Media, yang merupakan salah satu perusahaan media yang cukup besar di Indonesia. Anak perempuan pertama dari keluarga Pramudya, mempunya adik bernama Fernando. Pembawaannya yang supel, membuat dia cepat akrab dengan orang disekitarnya.

Dylan Arjuna Nalendra atau Dylan, walaupun lahir di Keluarga terpandang, dia memiliki Jasa Designer Interior sendiri bersama sahabatnya, Jeffry Bima Satria. Sebagai sampingannya, dia bergabung dengan band bernama The Rose dengan beranggota Sammy, Leo, dan Jeff. Posisi dia di band tersebut adalah drummer. Memiliki sifat yang Pendiam tapi Perhatian dengan orang terdekatnya.

Jonathan Danesha Pratama atau Jona, anak lelaki pertama dan pewaris utama dari Group Pratama, salah satu Keluarga Pengusaha yang berpengaruh dengan perekonomian Indonesia. Memiliki adik lelaki bernama Archie, dia sangat sayang dengan adik satu-satunya. Diam-diam dia membentuk band bernama Onewe bersama dengan adiknya. Sifatnya yang blak-blakan tapi mempunyai vibes yang sangat positif.

#the rose #the rose kband #the rose au #alternative universe #bahasa indonesia #hajoon #onewe #onewe kband #onewe au #the rose hajoon #onewe yonghoon #yonghoon #juicy story #juicy story-you're the reason

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OC Headcannons

Masterlist

Jiah Park

Jiah Park, 14/02/2000, ♓️, 🇦🇺

Jiah is 2/4 of the OC’s born and raised in Australia

Farm girl 1/2

Jiah has two little brothers (Hitoshi and Daehyun)

Her brother Hitoshi (2003) is adopted from Japan and as he was young they had to learn Japanese to help him learn English

Jiah is the most protective older sister of both brothers and especially of Daehyun (2009) who is deaf

She’s known as the sunshine of Got7 because of her giant grin whenever she’s excited

Is known as the mum friend among young / new idols and idol groups

Swears she’s adopted half of her companies new trainees. (Everyone calls her mum)

She’s the scariest member when angry

Gets the angriest over hate and discrimination and people have witnessed said anger

Fans call her Mumma Wolf (it’s her favourite animal)

Is a very talented instrumentalist and can pick up a new instrument and play it within the day

Bass is her favourite along with drums, piano and guitar

She can also play the cello because concert band in high school needed a cellist and she learns fast

She’s read all the fan fiction people write and send in (all the OC’s have none of you are safe)

Is a giant book worm, loves reading but she also loves sleeping so it’s a big fight between what she wants to do the most

A lot of idols have a crush on her and she gets flustered every time she gets told

Easily flustered, doesn’t take compliments well

But can smoothly give you a compliment

Is actually a bit of a flirt depending on her mood

Very playful and always makes inside jokes with each person she meets

She’s actually quite close friends with Kanghyun of Onewe

Idols she biases: Onewe Cya, Oneus Keonhee, Skz Han, NCT Jeno and Renjun

Isn’t shy about her admiration for Onewe and Oneus

Is shy about admitting that she likes Cya

Relationship with her band

Sees a lot of them like older brothers that she likes to tease

Mark: sees him as her oldest brother, she even calls him hyung- but that’s mostly because she doesn’t like calling people oppa

They are seen out and about a lot together mostly for grocery shopping though - when they lived in the dorms

Jaebum: treats him like a second father figure and jokingly calls him dad teases him and Jinyoung the most with stupid inside jokes

Probably seen a lot looking at animals and pouting about how they want more cats (and dogs) but that they’ve reached the threshold of animals allowed at their dorm 😂

Jinyoung: she called him mum and that’s how the entire fandom started calling him mum - it’s her fault blame her. She teases him all the time about it

Both are actors and have appeared in a few dramas together, most of the time Jiah is off doing different dramas to Jinyoung though that she doesn’t want them watching

Jackson: best friends, absolute chaos buddies and have no remorse when it comes to teasing everyone else

He’s the only one that’s seen any of her films (that she knows of) because he came with her to a premiere- peep a sex scene that she was told got cut and now he’s scarred for life

Youngjae: honestly she mother’s him, he doesn’t have a tough bone at all when she’s around so she’s always worried for him

He trusts her the most with coco and always asks her to take care of the precious doggie. He also likes to talk to her about a lot of deep stuff when it comes to family.

BamBam: ultimate sibling rivalry. Inside jokes, bringing up each other’s pasts, throwing things you name it that’s them

When they aren’t being children she’s usually taking care of his cats or he’s taking her shopping to update her wardrobe as it’s “tasteless” in his opinion

Leave her be she likes being barefoot, and wearing baggy clothes when no one else is around let her not wear pants or a bra pls

Yugyeom: these two are probably the closest out of all of them. Have inside jokes that only they know and are quite clingy - he makes her feel safe

If she’s not crying to Mark about her stresses she’s crying to Yugyeom who puts her in the biggest hug and tries to make her laugh- literally melts when he’s with her.

Other idols

DKB are her children fight her, she’s practically adopted Junseo and Yuku

Heechan has a crush on her and she’s fucking oblivious to it

NCT’s Jungwoo is close to her they’ve been friends for a while.

She also knows Yuta as her brother Hitoshi is a fan- she got them to meet

Big fan of Dream and WayV

Her and my other OC’s all grew up together, same town, same school etc

With Skz Chan features her in Chan’s rooms just for fun because he can and they have started an Aussie segment of just her him and Felix

Like many other idols have Jeongin called her mum once instead of her name during a vlive and she lost it when she found out

No one has let him live it down

She’s a pretty big fan of Oneus she met Hwanwoong first backstage of a live show and she was so nervous to meet him she stuttered said he was pretty and ran BamBam won’t let that go

When she met all of Oneus she was still pretty nervous but didn’t run away. Keonhee however was figiting and fighting the urge to do exactly the same as her and yell “you’re pretty”

Meeting Onewe was hilarious, she already knows Kanghyun- their mother’s being friends, she’d been in the area and decided to say hello to him and Oneus

Big surprise to them, she should have expected to see Onewe and not just Kanghyun but once again got super nervous

According to Kanghyun she bullies him to which she responds you are pretty much my brother it’s expected at this point

Has a fat crush on Cya- lets be real who doesn’t if you don’t you are lying to yourself

I’m joking 😂😂

Confessed to him later down the track my writing a song for him and performing it at a solo comeback

Kanghyun definitely had to tell him that it was about him 😂

Her friends and family are very supportive of her job

#onewe x oc #oneus x oc #jiah park #oc head cannons #nct x oc #got7 oc #ask jiah questions if you want #got7

[shining-red-diamond]

Bells in the Distance (Part 1)

Words: 2.9k

Pairing: Onew x Winnie (OC) (feat. Amber Liu, Monsta X’s Joohoney, and ROMEO’s Minsung)

Raiting: PG

Genre: Fluff, angst

Warnings: intense in some scenes, some peril

Summary: Since being home from the military, Lee Jinki is over the moon to be home with his wife Winnie and son Owen. They grew closer together, but Jinki can’t help but feel as if he failed as a husband and father by being away from his little family for so long and not connecting with his son as he would wish. On Christmas Eve, he’ll take a journey to a place he knew only in legends and maybe learn something from St. Nicholas. Inspired by the film The Polar Express.

Tags: @ezralia-writes​ @queen-of-himbos​ @romeorussia​ @barnesbabee​ @daybreakx​ @fairyofdusk​ Let me know if you want to be tagged.

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December 24, 2020

“But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight— ‘Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night,’” Winnie finished the story.

“Read it again, Mommy,” the four-year-old boy begged.

“But if I read it again, Santa might not come,” his mother warned in a gentle voice. “All of those cookies we made for him will go to waste, and you decorated them so beautifully.”

“Even the ones with lots of icing?”

“Those are his favorites.”

“Okay, Mommy,” the boy sighed.

Winnie chuckled. “Sweet dreams, baby.”

Jinki watched as the light in his son’s room was switched off, and his wife’s footsteps were heard trudging down the hallway towards his and her bedroom.

Earlier that evening, Jinki and Winnie had gotten into an argument. Ever since he had returned from military service back in July, he felt he had missed out on much of his son’s life. He wasn’t feeling as connected with him as he used to be. Winnie argued that Owen always wanted to be with his dad, and now that he’s home all Owen wants to do is spend time playing with him. The ordeal led them in a heated argument, which led to each of them saying hurtful words to each other. Jinki hated himself for it, so he decided to sleep on the couch in the living room for the night in order for the two of them to cool off until morning. Seeing Winnie cry killed Jinki inside. She was four and a half years younger than him, but he always wanted to be gentle with her feelings, especially now that she was pregnant with number two. He wanted to run up there, snuggle her, and rub and kiss her swollen belly; but the last thing he wanted to do was make his beloved wife upset.

After a glass of water, Jinki tiptoed upstairs to check on his little boy. Peaking into his bedroom, the child was fast asleep while snuggling his fox plushie. The only light in his room was his galaxy projector giving a green light show. Once he shut the door as quietly as possible, his foot carried him towards his and Winnie’s room; but something told him not to go in. Was it guilt? A sixth sense? Was something going to happen? He wasn’t sure, but he listened to his gut and returned to his self-made couch bed.

Jinki then turned off the kitchen light after refilling his cup and headed back to the couch. Gently, he set his drink on the cork coaster and rested his head on his pillow. However, he still had to get up in the morning to set out Owen’s gifts from “Santa,” so he set an alarm for 7:45AM before lying down again.

Silence and darkness engulfed the house, the ticking of the grandfather clock near the TV, its hands reading 10:20, was the only noise that broke the dreary silence. Moonlight shone through the windows as snow fell, the Lee’s Christmas tree illuminated by the silver glow. As Jinki closed his eyes, the ticking seemed to grow louder and louder as he drifted. It was only after a few seconds, the ticking stopped at the sound of sleigh bells in the distance, and it was silent again.

When he opened his eyes again, Jinki looked at the clock.

11:55.

How did the time fly so fast? Jinki wondered. He figured it was only because he was going in and out of sleep.

A ripple in his water cup caught his attention. Then, the family pictures began to rattle, and the Christmas tree began to dance a little. Jinki could feel his whole house begin to shake nearly violently. Earthquake, he thought. As he was about to jump out of bed to get his wife and child to safety an old train whistle blew loudly. Through the living room windows, pale-yellow light illuminated the living room, and Jinki could hear a train chugging by. What was going on?

In a haste, Jinki grabbed his military coat from the coat closet, ripping the garment in the pocket as it got caught on the door handle. He slipped on his black boots and dashed outside into the cold night air. In front of him was an old, black locomotive stopped in front of his home. It wasn’t a subway train that he was used to seeing, but a steam powered train that he had only seen at museums and read about in school. Stretched across two cars, gold lettering read “POLAR EXPRESS.”

Just as he moved to check it out, a man’s voice called out, “All aboard! All aboard!”

Jinki turned around to see the owner of that voice standing by an entrance on one of the train cars. As he marched through snow closer, he noticed the man carried an electric lantern, wore a dark blue suit with a hat that said “CONDUCTOR” on gold lettering, square-framed glasses, and a dark brown mustache sat perched on his top lip.

“Well, you comin’?” the man, now identified as the conductor, spoke after a few seconds of silence.

“Where?” Jinki shrugged.

“Why to the North Pole, of course!” The conductor near-shouted as if he should have known ahead of time. He then motioned to the train. “This is the Polar Express.”

“The North Pole?”

The conductor made a “tsk” sound, and gave a curt nod. “I see. Hold this, please.”

He handed Jinki the lantern to hold before pulling out a clipboard from inside the car. He turned it around and asked, “Is this you?”

It was a profile of Jinki with all of his statuses including marital, parental, and career.

“Yeah,” he confirmed.

“Well,” the conductor looked at the profile, “it says here that you’ve had doubts this year, are lacking a sort of confidence, and even got into an argument with your wife this evening. Sounds to me like this is your crucial year. If I were you, I would think about climbing on board.”

Jinki couldn’t believe what he was hearing. A train shows up in his neighborhood, no one else seems to notice nor care about the ruckus noise of the whistle, and now he’s told the train is going to the legendary North Pole. It existed, of course, but the aspect of Santa’s North Pole was just a legend. That’s what he knew. It was too much to wrap his head around, so he shook his head and backed away.

“Suit yourself,” the conductor shrugged as he took the lantern back. Once he stepped onto the car, he waved his source of light, and the train whistled in response. The train lurched forward and began to chug away. Jinki’s mind began to race as he thought about why the train showed up in the first place. It must have been a sign for something, and he had that gut feeling earlier telling him to wait down in the living room. This train had to arrive for whatever reason, so with a change of mind, Jinki jumped on before the locomotive could pick up speed.

Looking out into his neighborhood, he passed his house, and he silently promised to return in a while.

Jinki didn’t notice the conductor standing behind him until he cleared his throat. He turned around and saw the conductor holding the compartment door open for him. When he entered, the interior of the car was stunning. Beautiful red moquette covered the seats, the floor carpet was a dark green with a holly print on it, a light colored wood framed the entire compartment, and large windows were wiped crystal clear with the exception of ice leaving their thumbprints on the outside.

There were already a few passengers inside. Most of them were people who didn’t know, but there were a few idols he recognized or was familiar with: Yoohyeon from DREAMCATCHER, Moonbin from ASTRO, San from ATEEZ, Red Velvet’s Yeri, and even Yanan of PENTAGON. They were all joking around or speaking with the other passengers, but he wasn’t sure why they were on the train in the first place.

Jinki just took the first seat he saw. The seat was comfy, at least.

“Onew?” a woman’s voice sounded from his left.

Turning his head, he found his former labelmate Amber sitting across the aisle from him. Her hair was still in its iconic short cut but dyed a velvet red, and she was dressed in a sweater and comfortable, heather grey pants. Her tattoo sleeve peaked from beneath the long sleeves every now and then.

“What are you doing here?” he asked, sitting up a bit straighter.

“I should be asking you the same thing.”

“Did the train just show up at your house?”

“Yep. As it did everyone else here.”

“Do you know what kind of train this is?” another voice chimed in. Joohoney of Monsta X was sitting in front of him.

“A magic train?” Amber replied sarcastically.

“I know it’s a magic train. Actually, it’s a Baldwin 2-8-4 S3-class steam locomotive, but in 1931 at Baldwin Locomotive Works.”

Someone’s been doing a lot of Googling, Jinki thought.

He leaned in towards Amber and asked her, “Are we really going to the North Pole?”

Amber nodded. “I didn’t believe it either, but trust me, the conductor has been telling the truth.”

“Tickets, please!” the conductor announced.

Everyone scrambled back to their seats as he began to check for tickets. Jinki was the first person he came to and asked for his ticket, but he shook his head. He wasn’t informed of any tickets beforehand.

“Try your pocket,” instructed the conductor.

Jinki checked his right pocket, but it was empty with the tear from earlier. It was about two fingers wide, and he would have to fix it soon.

“Try your other pocket.”

When he inspected it, the feeling of something paperlike caught him by surprise. Pulling it out, he was holding a shining, golden ticket that had a picture of the train on the front. The ticket was about the size of a football, and the gold reflected the light at every angle. Jinki had never seen anything like it.

Still stunned, he handed it to the conductor, who snatched it up with a thank you. Using a hole punch, he began making holes in the ticket at such a rapid pace Jinki thought it was automatic at one point.

The conductor gave him back the ticket before thanking him and moving on to the next passenger. Jinki’s ticket had the letters “H” and “R” punched into it. What kind of train was this?

“That guy sure likes to show off with his ticket punch,” Joohoney scoffed as he held up his ticket. “Look what that wise guy punched in my ticket. ‘L’ ‘E.’ What the heck does that mean?”

The conductor made an announcement over a PA system, stating the train would be making another stop at an address.

“We’re heading for the other side of the tracks,” Joohoney whispered to someone.

Jinki rolled down his window to see what was happening. The train had stopped at a beautiful white house that was two stories high. It was decorated for the holidays with a wreath hanging on the door and multicolored lights wrapped around two columns. A small snowman in a purple bonnet seemed to greet the train, and the front porch was covered in snow. Through a large window on the first floor, Jinki could make out a Christmas tree that was illuminated by white lights.

The conductor stepped off the train to greet a tall, young man standing outside and dressed in warm pajamas and a black robe and slippers.

“It’s just another pickup,” Joohoney said before turning to Jinki. “That’s weird. I thought you were supposed to be the last one.”

Jinki was paying attention to the scene outside. The conductor gave him the same speech to the young man about where the train was going and all, but just like Jinki, the young man got cold feet and backed away.

“Suit yourself,” said the conductor. He hopped back onto a car and waved his lantern. The train whistled and began to chug, the center of gravity forcing the passengers back a little.

As the locomotive passed the man, Jinki seemed to recognize who he was as they got closer. He had jet black hair, idol-like features, and was about five feet and eleven inches tall. His dark eyes looked up at Jinki, and the older man gave a small wave.

Minsung, it clicked in his mind. Minsung of ROMEO. Minho had appeared in one of their music videos a few years back, so that’s where he remembered him from. He looked the same, but a tad bit older.

To Jinki’s surprise, the young man began to run after the train. However, despite Minsung’s long legs he was lagging to catch up to the train. The snow was making it difficult for him, and it didn’t help that the train was beginning to pick up speed.

“We have to stop the train,” Jinki concluded as he pulled himself back into the compartment.

“I don’t know how to stop a train,” Amber panicked.

“Pull the emergency break!” Joohoney pointed to a red, stirrup shaped object hanging in a cylindrical cavity in the wall.

Without a second thought, JInki rushed over and ranked on it with both hands. Almost immediately, the train halted to stop, but the force pushed the passengers over. Jinki, Amber, and Joohoney all were thrown to the floor, the wind being knocked out of the older man for a few seconds.

Once he caught his breath, he stood up again. Minsung’s head appeared on the other side of the car door’s round window. He looked in at everyone else, but turned the other way to enter the caboose. Jinki concluded he was just shy. Jinki was about to go invite him to the other car when another door slammed open.

“WHO IN THE BLAZES APPLIED THAT EMERGENCY BREAK?!?!” the conductor screamed.

“He did,” Joohoney tattled as he pointed to Jinki.

“You.” -The conductor furiously marched towards him- “In case you didn’t know, that cord if for emergency purposes only!” -he moved over to the open window to signal to the driver of the train- “And in case you weren’t aware, tonight is Christmas Eve. And in case you hadn’t noticed, this train is on a very tight schedule.”

The train whistled as the conductor got close to Jinki’s face.

“Now, Mr. Lee,” he lowered his voice. “Christmas might not be important to some people, but it is very important to the rest of us!”

Jinki tried to explain, but Amber stepped to defend him. “He was just trying to stop the train so that guy could get on!” she raised her voice.

The conductor looked out to where she was pointing and saw Minsung taking a seat in the caboose. “I see. Mr. Lee, is that what happened?”

Jinki nodded quickly.

Smacking his lips, the conductor calmed down, and told them, “Let me remind you, we are on a very tight schedule” -he checked his golden pocket watch and nearly had a heart attack- “And I’ve never been late before! And I am certainly not going to be late tonight.” He then rushed to the front door of the car and instructed everyone to return to their seats.

The Polar Express began to move again. Picking up the microphone for the PA system, the conductor announced, “Your attention, please. Are there any Polar Express passengers in need of refreshment?”

Everyone who was a passenger shot their hands in the air. The conductor slid the door open, and about eight waiters dressed in black vests and pants with white clothes wrapped around their midsections came tap dancing into the car. Music started to play as every other seat was turned towards the ones behind them, creating a sort of booth with at least three or four passengers sitting together. As the waiters and conductor sang about hot chocolate, the white clothes were tossed into each booth and made a sort of floating table. A few chefs entered on a trolley cart and began to toss out cups and saucers to each waiters’ tray. Jinki was surprised none of the dishes shattered upon impact despite being made of porcelain.

Some more chefs entered with a giant, bronze pot that was steaming with some boiling substance in it. A lever was pulled, and shots of the burning brown liquid landed in each cup. The beverage was then passed to each passenger, and as soon as Jinki tasted his, he couldn’t believe how delectable it was. He wished his son was there to try it as well, but he hoped to try to find something similar to make for him.

As soon as everyone was finished with their first round, they were giving a second cup as the waiters gave a gymnastic type performance. Then, once everything was picked up, the waiters jumped onto the tables, pulled the clothes as they back flipped back into the aisle, and then tap danced back out of the car as the seats were turned back into their original positions.

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Leeteuk (Jungsoo)

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Donghae

Moodboards: 1 - see Cacao 

NSFW alphabet

Cacao - Donghae/reader, sensual, steamy, suggestive but no smut

Tails You Lose - Part 1, Part 2. Donghae/f!reader, explicit smut, hard dom!Donghae (but not too hard), double penetration, daddy kink, mild degradation, impact play, pain play

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Moodboards: 1, 2 

06:00 - threesome smut with Donghae

NSFW alphabet

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Onew (Jinki) 

Deft Hands - smut

NSFW alphabet

Jonghyun - nothing yet...

Key (Kibum)

Raise The Bar - smut

Melt - ice play smut

05:30 a.m - smut

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Minho  

Sit Back and Watch - solo Minho smut but indirectly feat. reader, masturbation

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Teach Me - smut

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Taemin 

Insatiable - Taemin/f!reader smut drabble

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We'll Always Have Itaewon Part 2 plus playlist

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Whole group:

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Exhibitionism - wildcards

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N (Hakyeon)

Earn It - smut

Leo (Taekwoon)

Trust - smut, tw: choking, breathplay 

Ken (Jaehwan)

Moodboards: 1

Hide Me, Take Me - long one-shot. Ken explores a side of himself he never knew what to do with. !longfic - 10k words and over; features an OC, explicit smut, soft dom!Ken. TRIGGER WARNING - one instance of dubious consent but the rest is enthusiastic consent

Ravi (Wonshik) - nothing yet...

Hongbin - nothing yet...

Sanghyuk - nothing yet...

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Reaction to chains - NSFW

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Yeonjun: 

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Nobody But You - smut, tw:reader has mild body image issues

Love to Hate You - smut (with some plot)

A Little Longer - smut

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Soobin: 

Apology Accepted - smut, tw:light impact play

NSFW alphabet

Almost - smut

Beomgyu: 

NSFW alphabet

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Dirty Angel - smut

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We'll Always Have Itaewon Part 2 plus playlist

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Huening Kai (Kai): 

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Fine Things - smut

Healing Touch - smut with Taehyun

Whole group

Which member would have a threesome with another member and their s/o - headcanon

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Stray Kids

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Whole group:

Sleepy morning sex - wildcards

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Right In Front Of You - smut

Lee Know (Minho)

Holidays Bite - smut. Trigger warning: stepcest, older brother!Minho x fem!reader

Changbin

Greed - smut drabble

Hyunjin

Drip - smut (Dom!Hyunjin feat Softdom!Felix)

Han (Jisung) - nothing yet...

Felix

Drip - smut (Softdom!Felix with Dom!Hyunjin)

Seungmin

Beautiful - sub!Seungmin smut

I.N (Jeongin)

Fox Sleep - sub!Jeongin smut

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Ateez

Hongjoong

Hot Tub - suggestive/smutty drabble

Seonghwa

Headcanon - How is he in bed? Part 1, Part 2

Hide and Seek (as cameo)

Wooyoung

Hide and Seek (feat Seonghwa)

Whole group

Dom!Ateez - wildcards

Scent play - wildcards

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NCT 127/Way V

Yuta

Rock aesthetic - smut drabble

Ten

Ganachakra - tantric sex and switch dynamics

Whole group/subunits

NCT 127 anal training headcanon

WayV giving oral wildcards

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Muselin's ko-fi

Muselin on AO3

Mutuals, anons, blog recommendations:

Mutuals: @another-multistan , @cinnabun-faerie , @writtenbynina , @anabsolutemyth , @bluekais, @itsallabouthedetails, @swoonysighs , @smellysoobin , @youaremy-dreamgirl, @tmrwxtg , @sweetiehyuka, @tinysmuttythoughts, @whatudowhennooneseesyou

💞🐺💞swoony boo @bangchanswolfpelt

☀️🌧❄🌬wifey @summerrainwinterbreeze

🥫crow @crowhyun

🍻g @tinysmuttythoughts

💫jageun-byeol @jageun-byeol

Anons:

2nd gen anon, 🙈anon, ✨anon, 🌻anon, r💋

🌨anon, 🗑anon, 🐾anon, strange asks anon, suju anon, 🦖anon

Delicious blog recommendations: @kpopthoughtsandmusings , @tywritesxpop , @chicken-fifi , @ithinkilikeit-reactions , @submissivekpop , @itsallabouthedetails , @bangchanswolfpelt , @xxatinyminionxx , @webangchan , @summerrainwinterbreeze , @sweetiehyuka, @crowhyun , @tmrwxtg , @ballelino , @btssmutgalore , @multifandomfantasies

Miscellaneous section:

Playlists

Gangbang fic rec list

The Slutty Waist Club

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Qpop anything (Kazakhstan pop a.k.a Qazaq pop)

Qpop MV list 1

Qpop MV list 2

#muselin #super junior #super junior scenarios #suju #super junior smut #suju smut #super junior donghae #donghae smut #super junior eunhyuk #eunhyuk smut #vixx #vixx smut #vixx scenarios #muselinmasterlist #taemin smut #txt #txt smut #shinee smut #stray kids smut

[taem-min-archived]

The SMCU Collab

Landing in the matrix, tryna break it

Welcome to the 7th collab hosted by the wonderful me, @taemin-jaemin. The theme of this collab is SMCU, i.e., the SM Cinematic Universe.

.Rules

- The theme of this collab is SMCU. That is, you are required to pick a member from SM Entertainment, pick a MV, and base your story on the storyline of the MV. You an also use some of the bigger theories around which the SMCU is based on.

- There is no limit to the number of idols who can be in this collab, as long as they are an idol of SM. 

- A writer can write maximum for 3 members. Each member can have a maximum of 2 writers. No song can be repeated though. There are millions of song by SM so no repetitions please.

- For EXO you can choose any of the 12 members.

- Please stick to the story line of the MV you choose. Theories can be added to the story.

- If you are including the characters from other bands, make sure they fit the theory.

- Please select a song of the member you are writing for.

- Discord isn’t mandatory but I would highly recommend it. I will be uploading all the theory and storyline related content in Disocrd.

- A lot of writers might not know the extreme details of all the SMCU theories, except for some famous ones like the Red Force or KWANGYA. So if you want more information, please don’t hestitate to ask me. I’ll help you as much as I can. I’ll try to upload as muh information as I can in Discord.

- Only 18+ writers can write smut. If you are 16+, you can write suggestive content.

- No smut for Chen, Jonghyun, Sungchan, Chenle, Jisung or any of the Aespa members.

- If you want to write stories based on the SMCU theories, it is highly recommended that you take members from Aespa, Red Velvet, NCT, EXO or Taemin.

- Choosing a song is mandatory even if you are basing it off some theories.

- All fics must be member x reader or member x oc. For the ease of writing, the reader doesn’t need to be gender neutral. Just mention it in the pairing. The reader has to be inclusive though.

- Works that include the following themes are not allowed between the main pairing: abuse, rape, dub-con, non-con, pedophilia, incest, explicit gore, romanticisation of mental issues, and triggering topics.

- No plagiarism!

- Any genre is allowed.

- The minimum word count is 1k. There is no maximum.

- The entry deadline is June 2022 and the dropout deadline is July 2022.

- The deadline is December 2022 but you are welcome to upload the fic any time before.

- Any change in url, please dm me.

- If you would like to join the collab, please dm me along with the name of the member you want to write for and the mv.

- Please reblog this post once you’ve been selected.

.Slots

Taemin - @taemin-jaemin​ (me) | Press your number || @myeoning-call | Tell Me What To Do

Chen - @taemin-jaemin​ (me) | Obsession

Ten - @taemin-jaemin​ (me) | Super One || @sakuracheol | Paint Me Naked

Karina - @dreamyyang​ | Black Mamba

Sehun - @jimineos | Love Shot

Jaehyun - @tyongvc | Wakey-Wakey

Baekhyun - @sakuracheol | Jopping || @kpoptrashlord-007 | Monster

U-know - @writeformesinpie | Thank U

Irene - @kpoptrashlord-007​ | Peek-A-Boo

Yangyang - @tinysushimark​ | Turn Back Time

Hendery - @cloudyhaos​​ | Love Talk

Mark - @tinysushimark​ | Touch

Johnny - @aquamoonchaii​ | Gimme Gimme

Suho - @exosbloodline​ | Lucky One || @myeoning-call​ | Electric Kiss

Xiumin - @exosbloodline​ | Kokobop

Kai - @exosbloodline​ | Love Me Right || @lucas-wongs​ | Mmmh 

Minho - @lucas-wongs | Sherlock

Onew - @shinee-ingdubu​ | Lucifer

Kun - @myeoning-call​ | Take Off

Siwon - @myeoning-call​ | Black Suit

Yeri - @rebelcracker-sge​ | Queendom

If this doesn’t flop I’ll definitely make one for SHINee and EXO too!!

#kpop collab #kpop collab call #nct collab #nct collab call #shinee collab #shinee collab call #exo collab #exo collab call #red velvet collab #red velvet collab call #aespa collab #aespa collab call #superm collab #superm collab call #superm #exo #nct #shinee #red velvet #aespa #super junior #boa #snsd #tvxq #sm entertainment #sm #super m #╼╼ collabs ╼╼

[dcteez]

Discord, Twitter, Instagram, Etc. Kpop Rp/Roleplay

hi! I'm looking for rp partners would are interested in doing canon x canon (member x member) and canon x oc (member x oc)

For member x oc it would be one of your ocs/if you're playing as yourself, as I don't have ocs and only play canon! I have a variety of groups I play, and certain members that I mainly do, but I'd be willing to talk about groups/people I don't know!

I do bxb, bxg, gxg, and polygamous relationships! I'd love to do entire groups if that's what you'd like, the more the merrier! also willing to do crossships (two members from different groups)

For groups, these are the ones I know the best and the characters I mostly play, but again, I'm open to new ones, or ones that I maybe forgot to list!

Groups:

Dreamcatcher (all of them)

BTS (jungkook, jimin and v)

NCT (all subunits) (Jaehyun, haechan, ten, Taeyong)

Stray Kids (Felix, Bangchan, Hyunjin)

Red Velvet (Seulgi, Yeri, Irene)

GFRIEND (Yuju, Sowon, SinB)

ATEEZ (all of them)

A.C.E (Wow, Byeongkwan, Jun)

Day6 (Wonpil, Young K, Jae)

Vixx (Leo, Hyuk)

SHINee (Taemin, Onew)

MAMAMOO (Wheein, Moonbyul)

BLACKPINK (Jisoo, Rosé)

EVERGLOW (Aisha, Mia)

Monsta X (Wonho, Hyungwon, Shownu)

SEVENTEEN (Vernon, DK)

(G)I-DLE (Yuqi, Minnie)

EXID (Hani, Solji)

Soloists:

Wonho

Sunmi

Chungha

Somi

Taemin

Etc.

#kpop rp #kpop #krp #roleplay #rp #bxg #bxb #gxg #bts #blackpink #ateez #nct #everglow #a.c.e #dreamcatcher #canon x oc #canon x canon #canon x self insert

[shizumaikushima]

Mun Thingy

name/nickname: Avarice/Avi

gender: Cis Female 

star sign: Capricorn | Moon: Scorpio | Rising: Pisces

birthday: December 27th, 1994

favourite bands: Bruh, I don’t even have a favorite musical genre...Im used to say AFI by default but I also like The Family Crest, Incubus, Monsta X, Onewe, Hozier, and on and on and on.

Song stuck in my head: libidO by OnlyOneOf

last movie: The Missing Link...I think??

last show: Bob’s Burgers

when I created this blog:  November 21, 2020

last thing I googled: the specific word for swallower in French

why did I choose this url: well, I mean it’s his name. It’s shizumaikushima because the standard form of his name with the surname first was taken already

average hours of sleep: I don’t even know anymore...5-6 maybe???

lucky number(s): 27

instruments: I know one guitar chord...but I used to sing a lot chorally 

what i’m wearing: tank top and shorts cuz pj time

dream trip: If I go to Ireland I’m never coming back, I just know it. But I want to go lot’s of places...would like to properly go back to New Orleans and explore for real. 

favourite food: ...so many, but I will almost always eat Mexican/Hispanic food, like always. Or Indian/Nepalese food.

favourite song: this changes wildly from day to day I don’t even know man...

top 3 fictional universes i’d like to live in: the parallel universe of my OCs, whatever Treasure Planet had going on, San Junipero

tagged by: stolen

tagging: take it and run with it

#{An inexorable ember ⋰ ooc} #{Someday please come ⋰ queue}

[leihey]

Late Night Talks (One Shot)

Word count: 6,279

Pairing: Kanghyun (Onewe) x OC, gxb

Genre: Friendship fluff, angst

Warnings: Hints of (former) suicidal thoughts, cheating, toxic relationship, character death, re-creating your own self (does that make sense?)

Summary: A stranger takes care of a broken hearted Kanghyun, who reveals step by step the  story why he’s so sad.

Theme Song: Day6 - Congratulations

[A/N: First ofall, special thanks to Jojo, Liana, Pauli and Lou who motivated me and helped me a lot with the translation and correction. Also, thanks to the person who made that beautiful cover. Second of all, English isn’t my first language and this is the first time that I wrote in English. Please tell me if you find mistakes. Last but not least, I want to become better at writing and need some criticism. I would really appreciate if you’d tell me what you think about my OS.]

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Thought we were meant to be.

Pain.

I thought that you belonged to me.

Tears.

I’ll play the fool instead.

Loneliness.

Oh, but then I know that this is the end.

Truth.

Plain truth. A truth that seemed  so untrue, felt so wrong, that everything else seemed unreal too. That everything in front of my eyes became blurred. That took my safe place and let me break down. That took my breath. That destroyed me. That took away my happiness and my joy for life. With a sigh I turned off the music, took the headphones out of my ears and put them back into my pocket.

My gaze followed by a small leaf that slowly slid down into the shallow river in front of me. Single drops found their way onto the leaf and let it shine slightly in the moonlight. A full moon. Formerly a symbol for inner warmth and satisfaction. Now a fading memory which filled me with coldness and dissatisfaction.

Generally, the whole place shone with beauty. At least for others. For me it was just a grey, dreary image of pain.

“Where’s she?” An unknown voice pulled me out of my thoughts. A girl. She whispered. Why was she whispering? Who was she?

I shrugged and acted like I don’t know what she was talking about: “Who?”

She came closer. I didn’t look at her. My eyes were still fixed on the leaf. “That girl” She was still whispering.

“Which girl?” I replied, trying to sound emotionless. She sat next to me.

“You were often here together. But only when it was full moon. 25 times or something.” She took my hand but I pulled it away again.

“27 times.”, I corrected her. She took off her shoes and stuck her feet into the water below us. Goosebumps spread over her legs, which made me smile. Even when it is summer, the water is cold at night.

"2 years and 3 months. And today is the first time that you’re alone here. Why?“ She had stopped whispering. I didn’t  know her, but her voice seemed familiar to me. “How do you know about it that much?” I remained emotionless. She giggled. “You’re very fixated on her, aren’t you? Another reason why it’s weird she isn’t here. I came here everyday for the last 3 years. It’s a part of my evening routine. I can’t fall asleep otherwise.” She explained to me. I looked at her. Now her eyes were on the leaf that was slowly being carried away by the slight flow of the river. Unlike me, she didn’t seem to be inhibited. Not frantic. Rather dreamy.

“Why are you even interested?” I asked confused. She just shrugged and slowly moved her feet in the water, propelling the leaf. “I’m just curious.” I sighed and ran my fingers stressfully through my hair.

“Not here.” I got up to leave, but was held on. “Please don’t go.” Just like her eyes, her voice was pleading. I just sighed again, but sat down again.

“Thank you. I didn’t want to annoy you and certainly didn’t scare you away.” I nodded because I didn’t have the strength to answer with words.

I searched the riverbed with my eyes. The leaf was already washed away by the flow of the river. Gone. Just like her. The water in front of my eyes made slight waves as small drops of water hit it. Tears. My tears.

“It’s because of her, am I right?” She put an arm around me after I nodded weakly. Yes, it was because of her. Yuri. Lee Yuri. The reason, the only reason I was here this day. The reason why I’ve been already here 27 times before. Yuri, the reason for my tears. For my pain. But at the same time someone I owe my life to.

“Will you tell me what happened?” She whispered again. “Why are you whispering?” I asked without paying any attention to her question. “To instill trust.”, she replied calmly, still whispering, “So that you feel more secure. And more welcome. To keep your inner self warm.” At the end she stopped whispering, but remained quiet and calm.

She pulled me closer to her, into her arms. I didn’t do anything against that, even though it was a strange, unfamiliar feeling. After a short time, she gently stroked my back. Enjoyable, but also unusual.

“I don’t know.” I replied after a while. This time I was the one who whispered. “What do you not know?” She asked a little confused. “Whether I’ll tell you what happened or nor.” I clarified, as I laid my head shyly on her shoulder. “That’s okay. Tell me what you want and remain silent about the things that make you feel uncomfortable. The most important thing is that you feel good.” She assured me. I put my arms around her and pulled her into a shy hug, after which she gently ruffled my hair and giggled. A slight, reserved smile crept onto my lips, which is why I finally started to recount: “We were together.”

Her movements slowed down a little bit. “You and the girl?” she inquired. I nodded and continued: “Yuri. That’s her name. Lee Yuri. She was my girlfriend.” I sighed. “My first one, I want to mention. I was used to get fooled by my friends, or rather classmates, because I was the only one who hasn’t had already a girlfriend, but that never changed anything. I just didn’t fall in love. And even if I did, I probably would have been too shy to speak to the person.”

She tightened the hug a bit, which startled me at first, but then I enjoyed the closeness and attention of another person. Even if I still didn’t want to admit it to myself, I knew that it was exactly what I needed.

“What about her? How did you get to know her?” She wanted to know. “It’s a pretty cheesy story, I think.” I uttered while I laughed shyly. “Who doesn’t like cheesy love stories?” She smiled encouragingly. Even though I wasn’t looking at her face because my head was still on her shoulder, I could hear it in her voice. “Well, that’s right...” I started a little shyly. “You probably noticed it already, but playing the guitar is a passion of mine.” She nodded. “You played here a lot for her. At least 10 times.” I smiled a little and continued talking: “13 times, to be exact. At least here.” I sighed heavily again.

“But to get back to the story, I’m already playing for years and I do it really often and I really enjoy it. Even before I knew her. I came here often when I had time. Mostly during the day, but also sometimes in the evening. Just rarely at nighttime. This place is beautiful, but probably not beautiful enough to go out in the evening. And probably too quiet for young people. There were rarely a lot of people here, if anyone was here at all. So, an almost perfect place to calm down and let your thoughts stray. I think most people feel the same way, but for me calming down means to pursue my passion, as in playing my guitar. I often covered songs. Songs that got stuck my head all day long or songs that simply described my current mood. But sometimes it happened that I just played anything. Not a special song but anything that went trough my head and that feels right in that moment. Whenever I did this, I just ignored what it sounded like and played how I felt. It was winter, about a year before we got together, when she sat down next to me. It was just evening, but since it was winter, it was already as dark as if it was midnight. Basically, it was similar to today. Full moon, dark and this place. The only difference was, that it was way colder and I had my guitar with me. Like every time during winter, I took heating pads to warm my hands in between so that it didn’t hurt when I plucked the strings. It’s because I’m this cliché guitar player who has incredibly sensitive hands.” I laughed briefly.

“Not just sensitive hands.” The girl murmured. I gave her a quick, confused look, but since she made no move to explain, I thought it would be better to just leave it at that and tell my story: “I usually go back home when those pads have cooled down. But this day it was different. I felt that it wasn’t time to leave. I didn’t want to go. So, I gritted my teeth and struggled through the pain. Of course, the pain affected my play. I often gambled away and took too much time between the individual notes until my hands were ready again. I didn’t know if she was there more often and had heard me, or maybe she just walked casually by that day. It doesn’t matter. The only important thing is she was there and she noticed something was wrong. She came to me and took my hands. Her hands were very warm and after a short while this warmth spread onto my hands. She said something like ‘Now play something for me, little Penguin!’, which of course I did.”

I closed my eyes to be able to recall the scene. The tears came again. I missed her. I missed her so much. I needed her. I still loved her.

“Why did she call you penguin?” She whispered again. Doubtless because she had noticed I started to cry. “She said I remind her of this animated penguin from that children’s series, Pingu. She wasn’t the first to feel that way. In fact, penguin was kind of an occasional nickname of mine before.  However, since it has always been difficult for me to speak to people and I’ve never really had any friends, I no longer have anyone to call me that. Unfortunately.” I blushed slightly and pressed my face carefully into her shoulder.

“Hasn’t anyone ever spoke to you on their own?” She questioned incredulously. “Of course, they did. There were a few. Mostly others who were never really popular in the class or something. Sure, for what other reasons should you talk to the ‘Weirdo’ when you have another choice and can talk to someone else? But that never became a really close friendship either. I’m not usually that kind of person who talks a lot.” I laughed a little helplessly, firmly convinced she would think I’m a liar.

“I’m even more proud that you can tell me all this that detailed and comprehensive, you cute penguin.” She mentioned, clearly proud. She didn’t seem to be lying, which calmed me down but made be blush even more. “You don’t have to be embarrassed to be a cute penguin.”, she giggled.

“I am not cute.” I contradicted in a pouting tone. “Oh, you are not? And what do you want to call it that you’ve been lying in my arms and telling me about your worries for the last half an hour instead?” I shrugged. “A coward.”, I replied, “Or being stupid. After all, we don’t know each other.” She sighed and released the hug to look me in the eyes. “Hey, don’t say that. Cowards are the ones who fail to open their hearts and get help. And stupid are those who know they need and can get help, but don’t accept it. You’re not stupid because you opened your heart to a stranger.” She trembled, but her voice was firm.

“Are you cold?” I asked her, ignoring her words. “Doesn’t matter.” She responded just as firmly, but this time without trembling. “It does. I answered you, now it’s your turn. And please be honest.” She nodded hesitantly but seemed to doubt whether it was a good idea to answer. I took off my jacket and put it with the words “It’s very thin, but still better that nothing.” carefully over her shoulders. “But now you’re cold!” She protested compassionate. “That doesn’t matter. You’ve already done so much for me, I should retaliate! And girls become cold way faster than boys and freeze more, so everything is fine.” I smiled gently at her while saying that. “But then at least I want to wrap you in my arms again.” She demanded stubbornly. Softly giggling, I put my head back on her shoulder, my arms around her, and waited for her arms to do the same to me.

“Then tell me, penguin, how did you two get together?” I closed my eyes again and projected the picture back in front of my eyes. “I played something for her. Ed Sheeran’s Castle on the Hill. A wonderful song in my opinion. Like most of his songs. She felt quite the same and therefore asked me to play another song by him afterwards. Of course, I did it. I played his songs until my hands froze again. And I sang individual passages a few times as well.” My cheeks turned red again. “I really like to sing, but I don’t do it that often. I’m just too shy for that. And unlike playing the guitar, singing is just a hobby and not a passion to me. But after my hands and hers were cold like ice and I just couldn’t play the guitar anymore, we stayed here anyway. Neither me nor she left. While I was playing she leaned against me and put her head on my shoulder. I-it was kind of like what I’m doing with you right now. Only that she was sitting next to me and not that she was laying in my arms.”

I was quiet for a moment and waited for her reaction. She seemed to notice that I was waiting for something and began to stroke my back. “Cute. Did you like it as much as I do?” She asked calmly. “It was a bit weird. I never really felt the need to take care of anyone. I was never the kind of person who likes to wrap someone in my arms.” I looked up to the sky where the full moon was shining at me. “Rather the one someone takes care of? The kind of person someone wrapped in their arms?” She questioned. I nodded slowly as an answer. “That suits you a lot better.” She grinned. “And it’s better for me too.” She replied, hugging me tightly.

“Why didn’t you tell her that back then?” I shrugged. “I liked her. She was nice to me and warmed up my hands. And she was the one who started the conversation. I also was hopeful. Hopeful because I thought I might have a chance to have a friendship again. A real friendship. A close friendship. I didn’t want to mess up everything right away, so I just did things that were unusual for me.” It was quiet between us for a moment. I went through our whole story again in my mind. For the seventh time today. I relived all the feelings I had. And I wept away the tears again.

“What kind of things?” She sounded hoarse. No, she sounded like she wanted to hide something. As if she was suppressing something.

“What’s wrong?” She didn’t answer.

“Tell me what kind of things you did.” She demanded.

“Tell me what’s wrong.” I repeated.

She gave up and promised: “Later. Promise. But it’s your turn first.”

I was okay with it and started to enumerate: “You should know that after this evening we became really close friends and I wanted to maintain this friendship as long as possible. So, I took on the role of the person who started the conversation. We gave each other our phone number and after a few days on that we spent a lot of time together, I started some kind of ritual. She was the kind of person that wakes up really late while I was the kind of person that wakes up really early in the morning. So, I wished her a good morning every morning. And we had a phone call every evening. She asked me to play the guitar or to sing for her. Or just to speak, because the sound of my voice helped her a lot with falling asleep. I would be lying if I’d say that I didn’t wish something like that for myself. Someone who takes care of me and makes sure that I can fall asleep well. As I said, I’ve never seen myself in the role of the one caring for someone else. But to maintain the friendship with her, it was worth it to me. Then she was a big fan of going to some club or bar in the evening, while I preferred to go to places like this and enjoy the silence. But because I wanted to make her happy, I often came with her to those places. When we were in a relationship, we agreed that we would always spend full moons here and enjoy the silence. But in general, she was more of a fan of places where there are many people, where it was loud and especially when there was alcohol, which I don’t like at all. And she also thought that the man or boy in a relationship, whether it was a friendship or a real relationship, is the more dominant and the one who takes care of the woman or the girl. Maybe that applies to the most, but to me not at all.”

She seemed to be deep in thoughts, which I concluded from the fact that she didn’t react to my words and her movements had slowed down considerably. Since I didn’t want to disturb her, I just enjoyed the moment in silence. The warmth she gave me though the hug and the beautiful view.

“Didn’t you ever tell her you weren’t like that?” She broke the silence after a while. Still relaxed, I shook my head. “Why?” I straightened up a little and answered her question: “I liked her. I really did. So much that at some point I started loving her. More than I’ve ever loved anything or anyone. More than I’ve ever expected to love something or someone. She was the first and of course, the only girl I’ve ever fallen in love with. To whom I’ve given my heart and dedicated all my feelings. The first person to be in my thoughts all day and in my dreams all night. The first whose mere thought kept making me smile broadly and made my heart beat faster. The feelings completely overwhelmed me back then. And they still do. Just that they were beautiful back then. Even when they hurt, it was a beautiful kind of pain. Now it’s just a cruel, rough pain. A kind of pain that only tears you apart from the inside.”

The tears overwhelmed me again. Memories dragged me down again. My feelings destroyed me again. “Do you know what I noticed? You cry quietly, without any noise. How do you do that?” I looked up. She was right. I had never noticed by myself. “I-I just let the tears flow. I don’t know. I-it just h-happens. Why do you ask?” I stuttered. “To distract you so that you stop crying, Pingu.” She responded honestly. It worked. No sooner had I thought about anything else than my feelings ceased to destroy me. At least they stopped destroying me that much.

“How did you know that would work?” I mumbled in her ear. She smiled slightly. “I have a little sister and I often had to make her feel better. Do you want to take a break from talking?” I nodded cautiously. She let go of me and I sat next to her.

“What’s your name actually?” I wanted to know. “Lian. Wang Nai Lian.” She replied immediately, as if she had been waiting to finally answer this question. “Taiwanese, right?” I asked.

“You’re right. And you’re Korean, right, Hyungu?” I swallowed as it froze down my back. “How do you know my name?” I trembled slightly with fear. I was sure I didn’t say my name once in the whole conversation.

“Later.” She said firmly. I nodded. At first just slowly, as a sign that I agreed, then a little faster, in response to her question about my nationality.

“It’s beautiful here.” She whispered after a few minutes of silence, looking up at the sky. “You’re so right.” I agreed. She put an arm around me and pulled me back a little. “Are you ready to tell me more? Or do you need some more time?” I shook my head and assured her: “I’m ready.” I played nervously with a few blades of grass next to me and let my feet hang back into the water.

“How did you get together?” I rowed slightly with my feet in the water to create a soothing splash. “We were here. Two years and three months ago. 26 full moons ago. I had my guitar with me and played some love songs for her. Self-composed. At the moment when I played them, she didn’t know that yet. I had long considered what to do and how to tell her about my feelings. However, the moment she smiled at me and told me how beautiful the song was, I knew that my plan had failed. From that moment on, I just let everything happen and followed my heart. I did what my feelings told me. I blushed and looked shyly at the floor. She pushed my face up a bit at the chin and smiled at me. A simple smile. It triggered so much in me. My cheeks literally exploded at that moment and I was sure I looked like a tomato. My heart started racing. It got so fast I was sure it was already unhealthy. But all of the sudden it became a minor issue. In general, everything seemed to just to disappear. I’ve read so many romance novels and watched so many cheesy movies, but I’ve always suspected that all of this was completely over the top. It wasn’t. Not a bit. On the contrary, it was completely understated. Everything around us disappeared. The sounds echoed away from us. The only ones left were her and myself. How we looked at each other. I looked in her beautiful, golden brown eyes and she in mine. I looked on her pink, soft lips and she on mine. She was beautiful. But I’m sure you know that since you’ve seen us together several times. But that day, from that day on, it was different. She was more beautiful. I’ll never be able to forget this picture. How the moon shone through her brown curls and lit up half of her face. I don’t know how it happened, it just did. I kissed her. I never expected having the courage to overcome my shyness and just kiss her. But I did. And she returned the kiss. It was the most beautiful feeling of my life and more beautiful than I could have ever imagined. It wasn’t a long kiss, but a beautiful one. But no sooner it had ended and my shyness returned. I realized what I have done. What would’ve happened if she hadn’t wanted to? I would’ve lost her. Probably forever.”

I dug my fingernails into my shirt to keep myself from crying. “But luckily that wasn’t the case. She returned the kiss, as well as she did my feelings.”

I looked shyly at the floor. “It was my first kiss. I didn’t know how it worked. How to kiss. How to kiss well! But I’m glad I did. That it happened.” I smiled lightly at the floor and felt my heart floating again when I remembered it. Seconds after that I was back on the ground and realized that all of that was over, I continued:

“The relationship with her was probably the best as well as the worst that could’ve happened to me.” I took a short breath, in which Lian asked, why. “I was no longer myself. No, worse. I had forgotten who I am. I loved her more than anything else and I didn’t want to lose her or risk that she could start liking me less. So, I started acting and talking like the way she likes the most. I replaced my real self. My real personality. And created a new self. A different one. A better one. At least for her. Not for me, not a bit. But it didn’t matter. It took its time, but after a while I got used to being a different person. Started ignoring the pitiful cries of my real inner self. And I started ignoring the pain…”

“You were in pain? What pain?” She interrupted me a bit upset. I affirmed this with a short, gentle nod before continuing my speech: “Pressure, pain, whatever you want to call this. I wasn’t myself. I was no longer in control of my actions. I suppressed myself, the real me. Of course, it hurt. Incredibly painful. You can’t imagine how bad.”

I leaned back a little and rested on my hands. “Can’t I?” She asked somewhat skeptically. I closed my eyes.

“Maybe. Maybe you can, maybe you can’t. Why?” I replied.

“Later.”, she said calmly, “After you finish talking.” I smiled a little. “Well, the pain was definitely unbearable.”, I resumed my story, “But not as cruel as the thought of living without her. I forgot my pain. Which doesn’t mean that it disappeared or I managed to hide it. But I forgot the cause of my pain. Just as I had forgotten myself before. I just wanted to be the way Yuri liked me the most. Because she meant everything to me. And she did a lot for me too! She supported me in one of the hardest times of my life. I would even say the hardest right after the current one. If not the roughest in general.”

I looked up at the sky. “Beautiful.”, I sighed heavily, “Just beautiful.” Lian put an arm around me and mildly stroked  my shoulder. “What did she help you with, Pingu?” She tried to hide it, but her concern was clear in her voice.

“I had a sister.” I said even though it was very difficult to say. My head fell down and I started sobbing loudly.

“You h-had a sister? Pingu, why had? What do you mean by that? What happened?” She sounded surprised. Very surprised. And shocked. A normal reaction. But something bothered me about it. Something wasn’t right. Something was wrong.

I pushed these thoughts away for now and concentrated on calming down again. “Yes. I had a sister. Hyejin, that was her name, was born sick. Her heart was weak. Too weak. She spent her entire childhood in the hospital for some kind of surgery. It was finally over a few years ago. She came out on her 15th birthday, but we had to be careful  that she was hardly exposed to stress, as it could have been problematic otherwise. And we did! Every evening when she couldn’t sleep or just wanted me to stay by her side, I played her one of her favorite songs on the guitar.”

Tears streamed down my face. “Often it was sad songs. Songs that were about death. We knew she wouldn’t live as long as normal people. Me and our parents knew that. We tried to keep it a secret from her. In vain, of course. But how should that even be possible? She received extra treatment all her life. She got private lessons, although we could hardly afford it. How could she feels normal about such things and have no idea?” I narrowed my eyes.

“But she also asked me to play her love songs. She often told me she wanted a relationship before she died. Or at least a friendship.” I swallowed. “I always told her that I was her friend. That always made her smile and she always assured me I was the best friend she could ever imagine. It meant so much to me. More than anything else at this point. But sometimes she asked about songs I had composed myself. She knew I didn’t have many of them because I rarely write them down, but rather play by feeling. Sometimes she asked about that. Whenever she noticed something was going wrong in my life. She always looked after me, although that was my job with her. That’s why she sometimes asked for songs I had composed myself. She knew how shy and self-critical I was and she always assured me that the song, just like my guitar playing, was beautiful. Our parents had barely time for us because they worked so much to be able to afford private lessons. That’s why Hyejin and I always took care of each other. We had a lot of late-night conversations, where mostly one special question came up. ‘Will mom and dad be happier when I’m gone?’ She always asked me. You can’t blame her, because our parents had lots of stress because of her illness. But every time she asked, I promised her, and I was 100% honest, that our parents love her and are happy she exists. And even if not, I could never be really happy again if she were no longer my cute little sister. But then came the day when I had to start studying and move out. I barely had time for Hyejin. It broke my heart. I just wanted to be with her again. Hug her. And play the guitar for her. Our parents got into arguments more and more often and I wasn’t there to help Hyejin. It was my duty as a big brother! But that wasn’t everything. A short time before our parents broke up, it must have been about sixth month ago, Hyejin and I got into an argument. Because of my behaviour. She accused me of no longer being myself. And in a way, she was right. At that point, however, I no longer noticed it myself. And since she never liked Yuri, I just thought that’s the reason back then. Shortly after our parents broke up, s… she…”

I started crying softly but also violently. “I-it was all my fault. I s-shouldn’t have left her alone. I should’ve been there for her. I had to s-support her. B-but I was so stupid and didn’t do it. I didn’t notice it!  I-I should’ve thought about how hard it would hit her!” I stuttered.

Lian softly stroked my back and tried to calm me down: “Hey… Hyungu… Don’t say that. It wasn’t your fault.” She looked at me pityingly and carefully wiped the tears from my face. “You did everything for her, you were a great brother.” She added.

I shook my head wildly and felt my heart break again. The second time that day. “She is dead! And I could’ve prevented that if I hadn’t been such an idiot and just been there for her! But no! And instead of simply accepting the pain as punishment, I let Yuri comfort me! No wonder she’s gone! I should’ve just followed Hyejin as I wanted to at first.”

Lian stared at me in shock. Even more shocked than before. “No! Pingu! Stop that right now, you SHOULD live! That’s important to ME! That’s important to Hyejin! It’s important to everyone who matters!” She almost shouted.

“Stop talking like you know me or Hyejin right now! Just stop! You barely know me and don’t know her at all!” I hissed unintentionally. It just happened, against my will. I was startled. Scared of myself. “I-I’m sorry.” I stammered when I realize what I had done. The only person to whom I seemed to begin to mean something, and perhaps the only one I would ever mean anything to again. She looked at me. But neither surprised nor angry, but understanding.

“No. It’s okay. You’re nerve-wracked, your emotions are killing you and you can’t possibly know about it. It’s okay. Just tell me, should I go or should I stay? Do you want to be alone or have someone to stay with you? Do you want to go on with speaking or take rest?”

I slid a little closer to her. “Is that okay?” I asked. She nodded and smiled briefly at me. “Please stay. And if it’s okay, I would still like to tell the end.” I responded. “Of course, it is. More than that. I’m glad about it. Besides that, I was the one who asked, wasn’t I? So, tell me, how could this, at least for her dreamlike relationship end?” Lian smiled softly, which I could only return weakly.

I took a deep breath and ended my story: “She cheated on me. For 9 months. That’s a third of our entire relationship. And I just didn’t notice it. No, worse. After I found out, she promised me it would never happen again, and after a few weeks in that we took a break of our relationship we approached each other again, she broke the promise right on the first day. Today. And as the idiot I am, I trusted her and thought she’d still love me. Just me.” I rubbed my eyes, but had stopped crying again and didn’t start again.

“She’s a bitch.” Lian said coldly, drilling her fingernails faintly into my shoulder. I swallowed because of the pain, whereupon she looked at me apologetically and loosened her grip a little bit.

“Maybe. Maybe she is. No, probably she is. But at least I am rid of this monster now and can be Kang Hyungu in peace again.”, I agreed, “Even if it will take time until I forget her or can get over her.”

Lian grunted understandingly. “Obviously it will. But you can do it, even if it takes time. And I will support you.” She promised in a firm and serious voice. I looked at her gratefully with a hint of joy.

“But I guess it’s my turn to tell. I actually don’t have a lot to say and will be brief if that’s okay.” She giggled. I gave her a quick approval and then looked at her waiting and asking.

“Well, where do I start? So, as I said, I also have a sister. Also, a younger one. About the same age as Hyejin. Her name is Tzuyu. When you said Hyejin had no one, you weren’t quite right. Shortly after you were gone, she met Tzuyu. They’ve been to our home many times and Hyejin has told us a lot of good things about you. She almost always talked about you and there was never a bad word. Just about your girlfriend. She suspected that she wasn’t entirely loyal. And that killed her. She was worried about you. She just wanted you to be happy. You, the person who brought her happiness and joy in life. She just wanted you to be fine no matter what happened to her. At some point her life stopped meaning anything to her. She knew she didn’t have much time left. And when I asked her why she was this laid-back, she replied that the most important thing for her wasn’t her life, but the happiness of her brother. I had heard a lot about you at this time and I just wanted to get to know you. I asked her what her brother looks like and…” She got something out of her pocket. “She gave me this picture.” The girl held out a picture. A selca with me and Hyejin.

“S-she gave you that?” My voice was brittle and squeaky. I would’ve expected anything, even that she was a werewolf. But never that she had anything to do with my sister.

“Yes, she did. And when she laid in the hospital bed, at least Tzuyu, who had visited her, told me from her that I should look after you and take care of you because she could no longer worry now.”

There was silence between us. Minutes of silence. Pleasant silence. “Then you got all the information about me from Hyejin?” I was still incredulous. Lian nodded carefully. “She loved you, Pingu. And she still does. Don’t do that to her and don’t blame yourself for her death. Try to be strong for her and smile for her like you used to do.” Lian asked me to. I forced a slight, dazed nod.

“Thanks.” The girl purred happily. I looked at the sky, at the full moon, and then at the mirrored imagine in the water. Countless feelings ran through me once. My head was all empty, as if all thoughts had been washed away by the river.

But I knew at least one thing. Even though I couldn’t clearly determine what I was feeling right now, I could say that I felt better by worlds than before the conversation. Before Lian.

“Are you ready for someone new in your life?” Lian whispered again. As at the beginning. Everything was like the beginning.

Just that everything was different.

“It will take me time to get over that with Yuri.” I answered.

“I’m just talking about a friendship.” Lian purred.

“I know.” I replied with a smile, put my head on her shoulder and closed my eyes. 

Everything was perfect. 

For her, as well as for me. 

For us.

#Onewe #Onewe imagine #onewe imagines #onewe one shot #onewe kanghyun #Onewe fluff #kanghyun #kanghyun fluff #kanghyun Imagine #kanghyun imagines #kanghyun one shot

[blackirisposts]

Spoopy October Writing Challenge 2019 Master List

Thank you everyone for participating, reading, celebrating, and adding joy and crazy this October! I love you all!  ❤ I’ll be updating this regularly with random reblogs until probably the first week of November  ❤ ** indicates nsfw fics

❤   Original Prompt List  ❤  Collection on AO3   ❤

@bolontiku

A Ghost Story - Steve Rogers

@psy-bexm

October Writing Challenge 2019 Day 1 - Pokemon

Sugar Sweet - Pokemon

Stalk - Pokemon

Grief - Pokemon

Iced - Pokemon

Spirit - Pokemon

Legendary - Pokemon

Muted - Pokemon

Tea - Pokemon

Storm - Pokemon

Gloomy - Pokemon

Acrophobia - Pokemon

Hades - Pokemon

Lunar - Pokemon

Shimmer - Pokemon

Night Terrors - Pokemon 

Get in the Spirit - Pokemon

Skitter - Pokemon

Rumor - Pokemon 

Story - Pokemon 

Still - Pokemon

Wonder - Pokemon

Toxic - Pokemon

Catacomb - Pokemon 

Memory - Pokemon

Eternal - Pokemon

Wrong - Pokemon

Guilt - Pokemon

Haunted - Pokemon

Startle - Pokemon

Frozen - Pokemon

@sellyoursoulforagoodfic

Day 1: Forest/Woods -  Trevor Belmont x reader

Day 2: Candies -  Vergil x reader

Day 3: Lost in a Corn Field - Leon Kennedy x reader

Day 4: Haunted House - Leon Kennedy x reader

Day 5: Frost -  Dante Sparda x reader

Day 6: Ghosts -  Leon Kennedy x Reader

Day 7: Curse - Nero x reader

Day 8: Silence - Dante x Reader

Day 9: Creature - Nero x Reader

Day 10: Fog/Rain/Bad Weather - Leon Kennedy x Reader

Day 11: Swamp - V x Reader

Day 12: Heights - Dante x Reader

Day 13: Hell - Dante x Reader

Day 15: Magic - Nero x Reader

Day 16: Dreams - Virgil x Reader

Day 17: Vampire - Nero x Reader

Day 18: Bugs/Creepy Crawlies - Nero x Reader

Day 19: (Murder) Mystery - Leon Kennedy x Reader

Day 20: Urban Legend - Nero x Reader

Day 21: Late Night/ After Midnight - Dante x Reader

Day 22: Candle/Flame/Light - Nero x Reader

Day 23: Poison - Jet x Reader

Day 24: Skull/Skeleton - Dante x Reader

Day 25: Revenge - Vergil x Reader

Day 26: Transformation - Nero x Reader

Day 27: Gore - Dante x Reader

Day 28: Hero / Heroine - Victor Vale x Reader

Day 29: Undead / Zombie - Nero x Reader

Day 30: Statue/Stone - Jet x Reader

Day 31: Costume/Masquerade -  Good Ganondorf x reader

@sidehowriting 

Can I Say It? -  Billy x Stacy **

A Haunting Night -  Jack Kline x Reader

Celinarose (on AO3)

SOWC19 Chapters 1 -31 // On Tumblr

jjongslasagnehair (on Ao3)

Stay with Me -  Lee Jinki | Onew/Lee Taemin

So Much for That - Choi Minho/Lee Taemin

The Upsides of Being Lost in a Corn Field - Kim Jonghyun/Kim Kibum | Key**

Never Again - Kim Jonghyun & Kim Kibum | Key

@tintinwrites 

Moments in the Woods - Finn x Reader 

Melts in Your Mouth - Poe Dameron x Reader **

A Dark, Corny Night - Dean Winchester x Reader

Ghosts Would be Preferable - College!Poe Dameron x Reader

Frozen Mirage - Castiel x Reader

You Can See Me? - Poe Dameron x Ghost!Reader

You’ve Got to be Kitten Me - Finn x Reader

The Sky is Blue - Poe Dameron x Reader

PumpkinFickle (on AO3)

Witch of the Woods - OCs

@cornfields-and-bad-dreams 

SOWC19, Day 1: Forest/Woods - OCs

SOWC19, Day 2: Candies - OCs

SOWC19, Day 3: Lost in a cornfield. - OCs

SOWC19, Day 4: Haunted House - OCs

SOWC19, Day 5: Frost - OCs

SOWC19, Day 6: Ghost - OCs

SOWC19: Day 7: Curse - OCs

SOWC19: Day 8: Silence - OCs

SOWC19: Day 9: Creature - OCs

SOWC19, Day 10: Fog / Rain / Bad Weather - OCs

SOWC19, Day 11: Swamp - OCs

SOWC19, Day 12: Heights -  Achievement Hunters, Minecraft au.

SOWC19, Day 13: Hell -  Rooster Teeth, On The Spot

SOWC19, Day 14: Moon - OCs

SOWC19, Day 15: Magic -  Achievement Hunters 

SOWC19, Day 16: Dreams - Achievement Hunters

SOWC19, Day 17: Vampire - Achievement Hunters 

SOWC19, Day 18: Bugs / Creepy Crawlies - OCs

SOWC19, Day 19: (Murder) Mystery - OCs

SOWC19, Day 20: Urban Legend - OCs

SOWC19, Day 21: Late Night / After Midnight - OCs

SOWC19, Day 22: Candle / Flame / Light - OCs

@blackirisposts 

Of Ghosts and Coffee Shop Whispers  // AO3 - Steve Rogers x Darcy Lewis, Bucky Barnes x OMG, Jane Foster x Thor

Spilled Ink - Steve Rogers x Darcy Lewis

#Spoopy October Writing Challenge 2019 Master List #Spoopy Master List #Spoopy 2019 Master List #bipspoopy19

[ryos-world]

Welcome To My Blog!

Hello!

So, I’m Ryo. This is purely for fun, though I may actually start writing real stuff on here outside of my Wattpad account, which is where I hail from. A little to know about me, I’m an INFJ, a multistan who ults Stray Kids and Seventeen, loves puns, and poetry. 

- This is a kpop blog if you haven’t noticed

- I stan Stray Kids, Seventeen, Ateez, The Boyz, NCT (if you say WayV isn’t apart of NCT I will stab you), Astro, TxT, Dreamcatcher, Got7, BTS, Itzy, Monsta X, Onewe, Oneus, NEXT, P1Harmony, and more!

- I write in my free time, and if you like my writing, please make a request, I’d love to do that

- This is a safe zone, feel free to talk about anything! 

- This is also a sfw zone, so please no nsfw content, thanks!

- I am in college, so posts depend on how much schoolwork I have

- I do be learning Mandarin, so I might dump my notes here

Anyways, please, talk to me, I love to make new friends and yeah! I need mutuals. I hope you enjoy my lame account!

I’m very very very bad at updating, sorry!

Rules For Submissions

- I don’t write smut 

- I don’t usually write LGBTQ+ but I will write ace stories, because I personally am ace and I don’t want to misrepresent. I can also do gender-neutral stories.

- I can write about pretty much any group you ask for but I have to be able to know them

- I’ll write mature, but mind you, by mature I mean murder

- Please follow this format [ Genre ! idol + request ] 

ex. [ angst ! Seventeen Foreign Line + Racing Au ] 

You can add any details you would like after that, and indicate whether or not you would like me to add in an oc, I prefer not to do y/n, but, I can write in 1st person so that it seems like it’s you.

- I hold the right to refuse a submission if I don’t like it

- I can do social media aus!!! 

- Please be polite, thank you!

#kpop #stanstraykids #hi #rules

[shining-red-diamond]

(Teaser)

Bells in the Distance

Words: TBA

Pairing: Onew x Winnie (OC) (feat. ???)

Raiting: PG

Genre: Fluff, angst

Warnings: intense in some scenes, some peril

Summary: Since being home from the military, Lee Jinki is over the moon to be home with his wife Winnie and son Owen. They grew closer together, but Jinki can’t help but feel as if he failed as a husband and father by being away from his little family for so long and not connecting with his son as he would wish. On Christmas Eve, he’ll take a journey to a place he knew only in legends and maybe learn something from St. Nicholas. Inspired by the film The Polar Express.

Release date: December 31, 2020

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Tagging: @ezralia-writes​ @hongism​ @barnesbabee​ @daybreakx​ @fairyofdusk​ Let me know if you’d like to be tagged

#shinee #the polar express #shinee onew #shinee fluff #shinee angst #shinee x oc #christmas special

[leejinkissme-blog1]

Thank you - 1 (Taemin X OC)

It’s been a few weeks since the car accident I’ve caused and I’m still feeling so much guilt because the woman I’ve hit is still unconscious. According to the doctors, she doesn’t seem to have any relatives here in Korea and all she has is her dog who was with her in that car during the unfortunate event and is now here in the hospital room with us. Thankfully, the dog wasn’t hurt and is now licking my hand.

The door opened and I saw Minho hyung walk in with a plastic of take out in his hand and some dog food on the other. The dog happily ran towards him and jumped in joy, asking for his attention… or maybe for food. Smiling widely, Minho hyung put the take out on the table and went on to open the bag of dog food to pour some on the dog bowl at the corner of the room.  “I brought Chinese food. Let’s eat.” He said, standing up and walking towards the table and taking a seat on one of the chairs and I did the same, sitting across him. We unpacked the food and started eating. “How’s your arm?” He asked. I raised my arm to show him and answered, “Still in a cast.” As I shove a dumpling in my mouth, Minho hyung shook his head, glaring at me. I swallowed and cleared my throat. “It’s uh… It’s feeling better than yesterday. It doesn’t hurt at all anymore.” I answered properly and he nodded.

As we ate, he updated me on what’s been happening with the other members and he told me how stressful his day was today. We were laughing about something that Onew hyung did when we heard a small voice from the bed behind Minho hyung. I peeked and saw the woman’s eyes slightly open, looking at our direction which made me and hyung stand up. I hurriedly went to her side and Minho hyung ran out to call a nurse or a doctor.

“Hey. How are you feeling?” I ask her, gently holding her hand. “Pretty shit. Why am I here?” she weakly said, chuckling. “We were in a… uh… car accident. Do you not remember?” I nervously replied and she shook her head. “I wasn’t looking at the road because I was checking a text message so I wasn’t able to see the red light and it was too late when I saw your car right in front of mine so…” I looked at her apologetically and whispered sorry. She just nodded and sighed. “Where’s Jiheon?” I gave her a puzzled look. “Jiheon?” I ask. “My dog.” She answered and closed her eyes. “Oh. He’s here. My friend bought him food so he’s eating right now.” I answer and she smiled.

The door opened again and Minho hyung was with a nurse and a doctor. They walked towards her and asked her questions and stuff. After a while, they finished checking up on her then I approached the doctor, asking how she is. He told me that although she is conscious, her punctured lungs were still healing so she needs to keep resting but everything else is fine. I thanked them as they leave the room then I went back to the woman’s side. Minho hyung tapped my shoulder and whispered to me that he has to leave because of his schedule and because he wanted to give us some private time to talk about what happened. He said goodbye to us then excused himself from the room.

Looking at her fragile body with different kinds of tubes attached from her nose to her arms, made me feel guiltier and sigh. She gently put her hand on mine, lightly squeezing it, making me look at her. “Is something wrong? Does anything hurt? Want me to call a nurse or a doctor?” I asked her those questions, obviously concerned but she just smiled at me. “No. I just want to know your name.” She said softly. I smiled back at her. “I’m Taemin. And you are?” I reply. “Jinri. I figured you’d probably know my name from the nurses or my chart.” She chuckled. “Oh, I know your name. I just wanted us to have a proper introduction to each other.” I smiled at her, looking at her eyes which are actually really pretty but I can see a hint of sadness and pain in them which made me sigh again.

“I’m really sorry, Jinri-ssi… for putting you in this situation.” I whispered to her then she squeezed my hand again. “Look at me.” She said and I did. “Don’t worry too much about it. I’ve forgiven you and now I want you to forgive yourself too.” She paused and tried to give me a big smile, making her eyes disappear into lines. How cute is that? “Maybe I actually do want to die that time. The thing you should be sorry about is saving me.” She continued, still smiling which made my heart drop. “Hey, don’t talk like that. It’s not a funny joke.” I scolded her then she looked away, her smile turning into a frown. “Who said I was joking?” she whispered but I heard her.

Hearing about her wanting to die, made me sad. How can a beautiful human being like her have such ugly thoughts to herself? I wanted to know why she thinks that way but I don’t know if it’s right for me to ask. I just kept trying to convince her about how good life is and how she should stop thinking like that but she just kept giving me sad smiles. I gave up and just looked at her face as she stares at the ceiling. I removed my hand which was on top of hers to move her bangs away from her beautiful eyes then I rested my hand on her cheek caressing it. I looked at her cute button nose with tubes by her nostrils, then my eyes moved to her pale and dry lips. I sighed and put my hand back on hers. “Jinri-ssi…” I called her and she looked at me. “Just Jinri is fine, Taemin.” Smiling, she drew circles on my hand with her thumb.

“Jinri, I don’t know why you have such dark thoughts but if you let me, I’ll do my best to show you how beautiful life actually is. Let’s get better, okay?” I said, smiling at her and she smiled back at me, slightly nodding her head. “That sounds good. Thank you, Taemin. You seem like a genuinely nice person.” She said and saw her look at the table behind me which made me remember about the food on the table. “Oh! Are you hungry? Do you like Chinese food? There’s soup there.” I asked, standing up and preparing the overbed table so she can stay in bed and eat. “Soup sounds good.” She nodded and I went to the table to get a plastic spoon and the bowl of soup. I placed it on the overbed table then I pressed the button on the side of the bed, making it slowly rise up so she can sit. She thanked me as she grabbed the spoon from the table but her hand was trembling and was too weak that she ended up dropping the spoon. I grabbed the spoon and offered to feed her. She apologized for making me feed her and then told me that the soup tastes good before thanking me.

We talked some more, getting to know each other. I learned that she’s a script writer and that she’s working here in Korea to get away from her family back at her country. She told me how she was molested by her brother-in-law, and that her family blamed her for it. When I heard about it, I was fuming and I finally understood why she thinks life is so bad. She became so depressed because of it that she started ruining her life by drinking, doing drugs and sleeping around and that she eventually got pregnant but had a miscarriage. That was when she realized that she had to get her shit together so she studied really hard and went to live and work here in Korea. She cried the whole time and I just listened to her pour her heart out to me as I wipe her tears from her cheeks.

After a while, she fell asleep, probably tired from all that crying. I pulled her blanket up to her shoulders and looked at her, peacefully sleeping and I can’t help but think how beautiful she is. I touched her cheek and whispered, “You’re so beautiful yet you have an unpleasant past. I hope I get the chance to change the way you see life.” And that’s when I realized that I want to protect her and make her happy. Maybe I’m starting to like her. I smiled and made my way to my bed just across hers. I looked at her one last time before lying down to sleep.

#taemin #lee taemin #shinee #angst #thank you #taemin x oc #taemin x reader #taemin x you

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new story!!

I don’t know if you were here for or remember when @jaehyunskitten22 and I talked about Vampire Wonho, but here we are.. with an entire story about vampire k-idols. Cause I’m extra and literally dreamed about it. 

A quick description that won’t give too much away is this: hunters + good vampires + other supernatural friends = no more bad guys.

That’s all you get, you’re welcome. The first chapter should be up today so look for that!

Chapter 1   Chapter 2   Chapter 3

A little overview of the basics:

This story has OC’s (original characters) that are white, because I am white and I’m basing this off of my dream. If anyone would like a vampire! idol x reader scenario, hit me up and I’ll try to get a decent one out for you.

The setting is not in Korea. Frankly I haven’t decided where the setting is yet, but it is in an English speaking country. However, the k-idols as their characters will know Korean and speak it time to time (if I write it) so I’m not stripping them of their culture completely

The story is called Dead Geeks and Heart Beats, but that seems to be the only comedy so far. (it will hopefully have more as we go on) *hopefully*

It’s also not just one specific group, it has MANY members of different groups in it as main characters, and will have some cameos of different groups as well. in the description of the characters I will provide the groups and stage names (if any) for knowledge of them. *watch some videos if you don’t know who they are!*

I will use their birth name, and not their stage name.

The names of the main girls are not Korean, so if that freaks you out, there is that. 

Finally, this is FICTIONAL. I don’t view any of the idols I have portrayed as “bad guys” like that, nor do I actually believe vampires, supernatural hunters and other supernatural creatures exist. Fictional. 

CHARACTERS:

These are the hunters, and the main female characters. No pictures because I want you to imagine them as you wish, also because these characters were based off irl people so pictures wouldn’t do justice.

Rosie Greene-  auburn hair, green eyes, average height, fair skin and freckles. Specializes with knives. Maternal, wants the best for her teammates. Worried and paranoid, but a happy-go-lucky person. 19.

Skylar Johnson- blonde, blue eyes, fair skinned, short. Specializes in hand to hand combat. Warm hearted, but determined. Will do anything it takes to save her special people. Broken, love deprived. 18.

Katrina (Kat) - long brown hair, hazel eyes, taller, light skin tone and freckles. specializes with guns. Hates anything that threatens her survival. Wants to be normal. Feels like she’s only good and ruining lives. 18

Iris Young- hunter leader, based off Miche. Short brown hair, dark eyes and fair skin. Protective and caring. Wants only the best for her hunters and mortals. 26

These are the main main and the “good guys”, complete with pictures, cause like I said, I’m extra as shit.

Seo Youngho/Johnny (Johhny/NCT 127) - flirty, shy and sweet. Cares for his coven members, especially Vernon. Protective. Willing to die to keep his clan members safe. Changed vampire. One of the oldest of the changed vamps. *I’m calling him Johnny in the story because that’s what he goes by*

Shin Hoseok (Wonho/Monsta X) - humorous, adorable, flirtatious, playful and caring. Hates what’s happening to the vamps. Does what he is told to do. Changed vampire, a young vampire but older than Hansol. 

Choi Hansol (Vernon/Seventeen) - is Hansol, personality wise. Shy but open to his close friends. Teasing but loyal. wants to help, but doesn’t know how. Changed vampire, youngest of the clan

Lee Jinki (Onew/Shinee) - good clan leader. Born vampire, but his mate was human and murdered by the bad clan, Vengeful but not to the point of sacrificing his clan. determined to help as much as he can. 

These are the bad guys. Not because I view these idols as bad people but because they give good mean faces<3 (I find these mean faces v attractive, am I the only one?) also w/ pictures because making these edits are fun

<less detailed because they are secondary characters>

Min Yoongi (Suga/BTS) - bad clan leader. Born vampire hates living things. Views his clan and himself as superior beings.

Kim Jeonguk (Jeonguk/24K) - bad clan guy. Very temperamental and easily angered. Likes starting issues and drama. Changed. Was a criminal as a human 

Kim Beungkwan (Jason/A.C.E)- is indifferent about human lives and mortality. Does what he needs to for life, even if that includes being with the wrong ‘clan’. Changed vampire. 

Kim Hanbin (B.I/iKon) - born vampire, hates humans. Main one to murder the families for fun. Always angry and willing to kill. 

There are more secondary characters (the other supernatural creatures) that I will add later. These are just the main ones as of right now!

Also here is a summary that sounds like it belongs to a young adult novel. This is basically k-pop twilight but better, hopefully?? Idk it’s probably going to be cliche as all get out.

SUMMARY:

Life was hard for everyone. Work was tough, school was stressful, relationships were ruined, things like that made it a challenge to be genuinely happy with living and loving. But while life was hard, it was easily forgotten. The food eaten, conversations spoken, texts messages sent the previous day just vanish with the blink of an eye. Life was harder when you are a teenager with the responsibility of saving mortal lives on your hands. Rosie Greene and her friends, Skylar Johnson and Katrina Alcott, knew this better than anyone.

WELL YEAH!

I hope you guys are excited for this cause I am!

#monsta x #monsta x fanfic #monsta x scenario #monsta x wonho #monsta x hoseok #shin hoseok #shin wonho #nct 127 #nct fanfic #nct 127 fanfic #nct scenarios #nct johnny #johnny seo #seo youngho #seventeen #seventeen fanfic #seventeen scenarios #seventeen vernon #seventeen hansol #chwe hansol #chwe vernon #choi hansol #choi vernon #should i tag the bad guys bands?? #i dont know i might #we wont see them a lot though... #idk maybe when i actually write them i'll tag them #that would make sense