Pinned
Hey everyone,
I just wanted to take a moment to apologize for my inactivity. The past little while has been really tough for me, and my mental health made it hard to find the energy or inspiration to write. I never intended to disappear, and I truly appreciate everyone who has stuck around despite my absence.
That being said, I’m getting back to writing, and I’m excited to share a new Jungwon fic with you all soon! Thank you for your patience and support—it really means the world to me.
Love you all, and see you soon!
~luvashli :)
Hey everyone! I love hearing from you all, and I’d love to create more content based on what you want to see. Whether it’s headcanons, short stories, drabbles, or anything else, feel free to send in your requests!
Got a favorite character, trope, or scenario in mind? Let me know! I’ll do my best to bring your ideas to life. Don’t be shy—drop your requests in my inbox, and let’s make something fun together!
Can’t wait to see what you come up with! ✨
Open taglist
If you’d like to be tagged in future updates for this story, let me know by:
- Sending me a message or
- Sending your application here
hiii can I be added to Chase The Heat taglist plss😭😭☺️💖💖
hey!! omg tysm for wanting to be on the taglist, i’ll def add you!! but just a heads up, the story’s on hold for now bc i’m focusing on other stuff + tryna get some inspo back :”)
i’ll def update when i’m back on it tho, so lmk if u still wanna be tagged when that happens!! <3 appreciate u sm!!
Synopsis -> After a terrible day, you text your friend for comfort—but a single typo turns an innocent request for a hug into something much more suggestive. Now with them panicking and you totally clueless, one autocorrect fail might just change everything.
Pairing -> ot7!friends x fem!reader
Genre -> smau, crack, suggestive
Status -> complete
note -> I would like to give credit and a huge thank you to @jayparked for inspiring this story. I’ve drawn inspiration from their incredible work. Please check out their amazing writing, and all credit for the original concept goes to them.
Thank you for reading!
Synopsis -> Heeseung has always been your best friend—but lately, the lingering touches and stolen glances feel different. Maybe he’s been waiting for you to realize he’s meant to be more.
Pairing -> best!friend!heeseung x fem!reader
Genre -> oneshot, best friends to lovers, suggestive
Status -> complete
Wc -> 3.4k
Note -> requestet by this ask :) hope you enjoy
The first time you met Heeseung, he was the quiet new kid in your fourth-grade class, staring down at his desk while nervously tapping his pencil. You had been assigned as his seat partner, and while the rest of the class chattered around him, he stayed silent.
Ever the curious one, you nudged his arm with your elbow. “Wanna trade snacks?” you asked, holding up your peanut butter sandwich.
Heeseung hesitated, his eyes flickering up to meet yours for the first time. Then, without a word, he slid his pack of strawberry Pocky across the desk. You grinned, breaking your sandwich in half and handing it to him.
And just like that, you were inseparable.
___
Middle school was a blur of shared lunch trays, inside jokes, and whispered secrets. Heeseung wasn’t as shy anymore—not with you, at least. He still liked to keep to himself, but you were the exception to that rule.
You balanced each other out. Where you were loud and impulsive, he was calm and thoughtful. Where you rushed headfirst into things, he held back and thought things through.
When the other kids teased you for being “too much,” Heeseung was always there, rolling his eyes and telling you they were just jealous. And when Heeseung got called a nerd for acing every math test, you sat beside him at lunch and loudly declared that smart people were hot anyway.
Back then, everything was simple. Heeseung was your best friend, and you were his. No questions asked. No complicated feelings.
But then came high school. And suddenly, things weren’t so simple anymore.
___
Heeseung had always thought you were pretty. Even back in middle school, when you still had braces and a habit of tripping over your own feet, he knew there was something about you that pulled people in—pulled him in. But he never really understood what that feeling meant until sophomore year.
It happened at a school dance, of all places. You had dragged him there, even though he insisted he hated school events. You’d rolled your eyes and called him a grandpa, saying, “Come on, Hee, what’s the worst that could happen?”
The worst, apparently, was watching you slow dance with someone else.
He hadn’t realized he was gripping his soda can so tightly until Jake nudged him. “Dude, you look like you wanna kill someone.”
Heeseung forced a laugh. “What? No. I just…” He trailed off, eyes fixed on you—on the way you laughed at something your dance partner said, on the way they spun you around like you were weightless. And that’s when it hit him.
He was in love with you.
It was a terrifying realization, one that made his stomach twist into knots. Because the moment he understood his feelings, he also understood something else—you didn’t feel the same way.
After that night, Heeseung tried to ignore his feelings. He told himself it was just a phase, just a stupid crush that would go away if he stopped thinking about it.
He dated other girls. Not many, but enough to convince himself he was over you. But it never worked, because every time something good happened, you were the first person he wanted to tell. And every time something bad happened, you were the only person who could make it better.
So, he buried his feelings. He smiled when you talked about your latest crushes, pretended it didn’t sting when you called him your platonic soulmate, and kept being the best friend you needed him to be.
Because loving you was easy. It was having you that was impossible.
___
Now, standing on the edge of adulthood, you still saw Heeseung as your constant, your safe place. But Heeseung? He had spent years pretending not to love you.
And he was starting to wonder how much longer he could keep up the act.
Sooo cuteeee 💗!!
Thank youu for reading my story :)🫶🏼
Synopsis -> Heeseung has always been your best friend—but lately, the lingering touches and stolen glances feel different. Maybe he’s been waiting for you to realize he’s meant to be more.
Pairing -> best!friend!heeseung x fem!reader
Genre -> oneshot, best friends to lovers, suggestive
Status -> complete
Wc -> 3.4k
Note -> requestet by this ask :) hope you enjoy
The first time you met Heeseung, he was the quiet new kid in your fourth-grade class, staring down at his desk while nervously tapping his pencil. You had been assigned as his seat partner, and while the rest of the class chattered around him, he stayed silent.
Ever the curious one, you nudged his arm with your elbow. “Wanna trade snacks?” you asked, holding up your peanut butter sandwich.
Heeseung hesitated, his eyes flickering up to meet yours for the first time. Then, without a word, he slid his pack of strawberry Pocky across the desk. You grinned, breaking your sandwich in half and handing it to him.
And just like that, you were inseparable.
___
Middle school was a blur of shared lunch trays, inside jokes, and whispered secrets. Heeseung wasn’t as shy anymore—not with you, at least. He still liked to keep to himself, but you were the exception to that rule.
You balanced each other out. Where you were loud and impulsive, he was calm and thoughtful. Where you rushed headfirst into things, he held back and thought things through.
When the other kids teased you for being “too much,” Heeseung was always there, rolling his eyes and telling you they were just jealous. And when Heeseung got called a nerd for acing every math test, you sat beside him at lunch and loudly declared that smart people were hot anyway.
Back then, everything was simple. Heeseung was your best friend, and you were his. No questions asked. No complicated feelings.
But then came high school. And suddenly, things weren’t so simple anymore.
___
Heeseung had always thought you were pretty. Even back in middle school, when you still had braces and a habit of tripping over your own feet, he knew there was something about you that pulled people in—pulled him in. But he never really understood what that feeling meant until sophomore year.
It happened at a school dance, of all places. You had dragged him there, even though he insisted he hated school events. You’d rolled your eyes and called him a grandpa, saying, “Come on, Hee, what’s the worst that could happen?”
The worst, apparently, was watching you slow dance with someone else.
He hadn’t realized he was gripping his soda can so tightly until Jake nudged him. “Dude, you look like you wanna kill someone.”
Heeseung forced a laugh. “What? No. I just…” He trailed off, eyes fixed on you—on the way you laughed at something your dance partner said, on the way they spun you around like you were weightless. And that’s when it hit him.
He was in love with you.
It was a terrifying realization, one that made his stomach twist into knots. Because the moment he understood his feelings, he also understood something else—you didn’t feel the same way.
After that night, Heeseung tried to ignore his feelings. He told himself it was just a phase, just a stupid crush that would go away if he stopped thinking about it.
He dated other girls. Not many, but enough to convince himself he was over you. But it never worked, because every time something good happened, you were the first person he wanted to tell. And every time something bad happened, you were the only person who could make it better.
So, he buried his feelings. He smiled when you talked about your latest crushes, pretended it didn’t sting when you called him your platonic soulmate, and kept being the best friend you needed him to be.
Because loving you was easy. It was having you that was impossible.
___
Now, standing on the edge of adulthood, you still saw Heeseung as your constant, your safe place. But Heeseung? He had spent years pretending not to love you.
And he was starting to wonder how much longer he could keep up the act.
This was so cute THE YEARNING HAD ME ON THE FLOOR
Hehehe thanks you so much for reading 🫶🏼🫶🏼
am i the only one who physically cannot commit to a long tv series??? like i’ll start episode 1 all excited, then suddenly it’s six months later, i’ve watched 4 episodes, and i’m acting like i ran a marathon. how do people just binge 7 seasons like it’s nothing??? i genuinely think my brain was not built for this.
I just always scroll through tiktok for 3 hours, and then complain that i have nothing to watch. it’s a sickness.
【ᯓ★𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬】 He was a notorious Fuckboy — fucking girls left and right , breaking their fragile little hearts and coming back to them with that lazy smirk of his just to give them false hope and break their hearts again. But why has he suddenly changed? He was cursed , he has to be and it's all your fault. He's frustrated , cursing you out from a to z to his friends — What the fuck did you do to him and why were you so frustrating yet intriguing at the same time? 【ᯓ★𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞】 smut (mdni), romance 【ᯓ★𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬】 Fuckboy!Heeseung, alcohol consumption, small amount of angst, Heeseung being a red flag (turns into a green flag as the story progresses), cussing, usage of cannabis, house parties, Heeseung with other girls in the beginning , small in depth explanation of why Heeseung is the way he is in the story before changing ( i.o.w , backstory), Heeseung’s character could be very annoying to some (bear with him, he’ll change as it progresses), attempt at humor ??? (spoiler, i’m not funny), one subtle helluva boss reference (please tell me someone got it </3), Fuck buddies to ???, more heejake/jake x reader focused ngl but it's for the storyline 【ᯓ★𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬】 Big Dick!Heeseung, fingering, Oral (M. & F. rec.), creampie, unprotected sex, humping, Heeseung catching reader having sex (in the beginning), short sex scenes/mentions of Heeseung fucking other girls and Reader fucking with other guys, small GxG and small MxM action (making out), threesome (once), unrealistic cock description , double penetration, sex under the influence ( once, consensual) 【ᯓ★𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭】 8.5k
【ᯓ★𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞】 Reminder that this is all fiction and no real representation of the members. Any ageless or minor blog will be blocked along with hate messages. Keep in mind that English is not my first language . Breaking this up into two parts because I'm afraid it'll get too long and no one will read it </3 Reblogs and feedback are appreciated
Gawd damn this one is popular
it’s popular cause it’s fucking good!!😩☝️
Synopsis -> Heeseung, the campus heartthrob known for his charm and devil-may-care attitude, makes a bet with his friends: he’ll win you over in just one week. However, as he spends more time with you, his cocky facade starts to crack. What starts as a game becomes a test of emotions neither of you expected.
PAIRING: nonidol!heeseung x fem!reader
GENRE: oneshot, College au, romance, angst, slowburn, drama
STARTED: 1/21/2025
STATUS: complete
WC: 4.2 K
The whispers about Heeseung started the first day you set foot on campus. “The guy’s a legend,” someone had said during freshman orientation. “He can charm anyone.”
You hadn’t paid much attention then. Sure, you’d seen him around—leaning against his car in the parking lot, laughing with friends as if the world was his playground. He was tall, undeniably handsome, with the kind of effortless confidence that made people gravitate toward him. But you didn’t like people like him. People who lived their lives on autopilot, coasting on good looks and charm.
You prided yourself on being different. Confident, independent, and no-nonsense, you had no time for boys who thought they could play games with your heart. Your focus was on your studies, your goals, and your small circle of friends who valued authenticity over popularity.
But everything changed on a rainy Wednesday afternoon in the campus library.
I really enjoyed reading this!! It was really well written!!!
thank u sooo much for reading 🫶🏼😭
Synopsis -> Heeseung has always been your best friend—but lately, the lingering touches and stolen glances feel different. Maybe he’s been waiting for you to realize he’s meant to be more.
Pairing -> best!friend!heeseung x fem!reader
Genre -> oneshot, best friends to lovers, suggestive
Status -> complete
Wc -> 3.4k
Note -> requestet by this ask :) hope you enjoy
The first time you met Heeseung, he was the quiet new kid in your fourth-grade class, staring down at his desk while nervously tapping his pencil. You had been assigned as his seat partner, and while the rest of the class chattered around him, he stayed silent.
Ever the curious one, you nudged his arm with your elbow. “Wanna trade snacks?” you asked, holding up your peanut butter sandwich.
Heeseung hesitated, his eyes flickering up to meet yours for the first time. Then, without a word, he slid his pack of strawberry Pocky across the desk. You grinned, breaking your sandwich in half and handing it to him.
And just like that, you were inseparable.
___
Middle school was a blur of shared lunch trays, inside jokes, and whispered secrets. Heeseung wasn’t as shy anymore—not with you, at least. He still liked to keep to himself, but you were the exception to that rule.
You balanced each other out. Where you were loud and impulsive, he was calm and thoughtful. Where you rushed headfirst into things, he held back and thought things through.
When the other kids teased you for being “too much,” Heeseung was always there, rolling his eyes and telling you they were just jealous. And when Heeseung got called a nerd for acing every math test, you sat beside him at lunch and loudly declared that smart people were hot anyway.
Back then, everything was simple. Heeseung was your best friend, and you were his. No questions asked. No complicated feelings.
But then came high school. And suddenly, things weren’t so simple anymore.
___
Heeseung had always thought you were pretty. Even back in middle school, when you still had braces and a habit of tripping over your own feet, he knew there was something about you that pulled people in—pulled him in. But he never really understood what that feeling meant until sophomore year.
It happened at a school dance, of all places. You had dragged him there, even though he insisted he hated school events. You’d rolled your eyes and called him a grandpa, saying, “Come on, Hee, what’s the worst that could happen?”
The worst, apparently, was watching you slow dance with someone else.
He hadn’t realized he was gripping his soda can so tightly until Jake nudged him. “Dude, you look like you wanna kill someone.”
Heeseung forced a laugh. “What? No. I just…” He trailed off, eyes fixed on you—on the way you laughed at something your dance partner said, on the way they spun you around like you were weightless. And that’s when it hit him.
He was in love with you.
It was a terrifying realization, one that made his stomach twist into knots. Because the moment he understood his feelings, he also understood something else—you didn’t feel the same way.
After that night, Heeseung tried to ignore his feelings. He told himself it was just a phase, just a stupid crush that would go away if he stopped thinking about it.
He dated other girls. Not many, but enough to convince himself he was over you. But it never worked, because every time something good happened, you were the first person he wanted to tell. And every time something bad happened, you were the only person who could make it better.
So, he buried his feelings. He smiled when you talked about your latest crushes, pretended it didn’t sting when you called him your platonic soulmate, and kept being the best friend you needed him to be.
Because loving you was easy. It was having you that was impossible.
___
Now, standing on the edge of adulthood, you still saw Heeseung as your constant, your safe place. But Heeseung? He had spent years pretending not to love you.
And he was starting to wonder how much longer he could keep up the act.
【ᯓ★𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬】 Monster High — the school where every Beast, Creature, Ghoul and Monster was welcomed and accepted in. Things changed for a certain werewolf when a darling of a Vampire transferred from Transylvania to Monster High — she made his heart feel weird. His heart felt so weird that he seeked out to cupid for help — it was ghoul at first sight! 【ᯓ★𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞】 Romance, Monster High!Au 【ᯓ★𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬】 Werewolf!Riki, Vampire!Reader, Riki’s older sister (Konon), appearance of some of the OG Monster high characters, skibidi toilet joke??? (once), appearance of &team members 【ᯓ★𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭】 0.7k
【ᯓ★𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞】 The Idea of the fic was basically Riki and Reader as Clawd and Draculaura (hence why I also added Konon into it) but it won’t be Clawd and Draculaura lore wise (not completely)! Just healing my inner child with this one and hopefully others as well/ make monster high engenes happy with this! Please fill this form out if you want to be on the taglist!!
“Have you heard , a new monster is coming today!”, Spectra floated around in the air with a huge smile on her face , her translucent fingers tapping away on her phone as she spread the news like the good blogger she was — his ears perking into the direction of where Spectra’s voice was coming from before glancing at his older sister who was getting her books out of the locker. “Ahhh, so that’s why my dorm room has gotten restricted for me”, Konon commented as she closed her locker, holding her books out to Riki so he could carry them to which he could only roll his eyes a little , reluctantly taking them from her hands.
Actually so exited for this one ☝️love you pookie
upcoming fics i’m thinking about!!
possible stories that could be coming soon:
⤷ got your heart in a headlock
You and Jungwon were childhood best friends, once inseparable, but a misunderstanding drove a wedge between you. As the years passed, you drifted further apart—Jungwon too afraid to reach out, you too tired of waiting. Now, you’re moving forward while he remains stuck in the past, convinced it’s too late to fix what’s broken. But as you finally walk away for good, you wonders if he’ll ever realize—he’s always been better than this.
⤷ estimated release date: ???
⤷ spinning into you
Every visit to the local record shop brings you face-to-face with Sunoo—the charming, music-obsessed stranger who always seems to be there at the same time as you. What starts as playful banter over vinyls turns into something deeper, with every shared song pulling you closer. As the records spin, so does your heart—until you realize that maybe, just maybe, you were always meant to be in tune.
⤷ estimated release date: ???
⤷ I’m going mental
As a dedicated therapist, you know the rules—never get too close to a patient. But when you meet Sunghoon, a dangerously intelligent and unpredictable man confined to the hospital’s high-security ward, something about him draws you in. His words are sharp, his gaze unsettling, yet you can’t shake the pull he has on you. And when lines begin to blur, you’re left with one terrifying question—are you saving him, or is he pulling you into his madness?
⤷ estimated release date: ???
⤷ autocorrect, my worst enemy OUT NOW!!!
After a terrible day, you text your friend for comfort—but a single typo turns an innocent request for a hug into something much more suggestive. Now with them panicking and you totally clueless, one autocorrect fail might just change everything.
⤷ estimated release date: march 2025
credits (original inspiration): @jayparked miscommunication series, make sure to check her work out!!
requests:
⤷ feel free to send some :)
!!these are all works in progress and may change as I write, so keep an eye out!!
©do not copy, modify or translate. All rights reserved under user luvashli. If you're inspired to create something similar to my work, please credit me.
Synopsis -> When Chrome Hearts employee Y/N meets global idol Ni-ki, a professional encounter turns into forbidden tension. Despite the rules, their undeniable connection pushes them to risk everything for a chance at something real.
PAIRING: idol!ni-ki x fem!chromeheartsemployee!reader
GENRE: oneshot, romance, forbidden love, Celebrity/Non-Celebrity Relationship, Workplace Drama
STARTED: 1/26/2025
STATUS: complete
WC: 2.9k
Note: haha i just wrote this for fun, after seeing all those videos of ni-ki in the chrome hearts store on tiktok. Enjoy :)
The quiet hum of the air conditioner filled the otherwise silent Chrome Hearts shop. You were used to the serene atmosphere, where the only sounds were the clinks of jewelry and the murmurs of clients admiring the pieces.
Today, however, the shop wasn’t open to the public. A private appointment had been scheduled for someone important—so important that the entire store had been rented out for the occasion.
You adjusted a display of necklaces for the third time that morning, your hands steady but your thoughts racing. Your manager had emphasized the importance of professionalism today, which you found slightly redundant. Being professional was second nature to you.
When the glass door finally swung open, the sound startled you out of your thoughts. You straightened instinctively, your gaze falling on the figure walking in.
