“oh the hoes are gonna love this”
girls will be like "party at my place" but you get there and its just a witchy manifestation circle for a Yuki Tsunoda podium
(its me im girls)
Pairing: Rookie.Idol!Reader x Idol!San
Requested: Yes
Word Count: 10,495 words ; Reading Time: 40-ish mins
Trope: Rookie Idol x Idol | Slow Burn to Soft Romance | Protective!San | Music Show Encounters | Mutual Pining | Secret Relationship | Fame vs. Love | Angst + Comfort | Found Love in Chaos
Warnings: Idol industry pressures | cyberbullying | hate comments | mention of funeral flowers (harassment) | strong emotional scenes | protective behavior | slight suggestiveness (humor) | fluff | comfort | consent talks | ONLY A WORK OF FICTION | NO PROOF READING WAS DONE
Synopsis: They called you the "guitar rookie" — cool, mysterious, and unforgettable on stage. But for San, it only took one performance to fall completely under your spell. What starts as quiet glances and backstage banter slowly turns into secret texting, emotional confessions, and late-night comfort. But fame is cruel, and love in the spotlight even more so. When the hate gets brutal, San does something no one expects — he fights for you.
Author’s Note: This story’s a love letter to that electric spark between two people who meet in the whirlwind of fame and find peace in each other. I adore writing flustered San, loyal San, "ride-or-die" San — so this fic gave me life. Hope you enjoy the slow burn, tension, and soft chaos.
@kysstar I couldn’t comment so enjoy 🤍
i got it back 💥 [crashing sounds]
SEONGHWA | TOWARDS THE LIGHT : WILL TO POWER tour's over, we're safe now, ect.
241124 'Ice On My Teeth' | YUNHO
"you're mine" but not laced with jealousy, not with possession or any fear of losing you
but rather "you're mine" whispered with the gentle graze of teeth along your neck, "you're mine" groaned with incredulity as you lave your tongue over his lower lip, "you're mine" as he slips inside, repeating it over and over again because even in this very moment, it seems too good to be true
“you should be at the club” Brother I should literally be sent to the seaside for my health
size difference kink but in the “i grew up being made fun of for being chubby so now the idea of a giant of a man being able to toss me around and tower over me without making my weight a problem makes me really horny” way, you get what im saying?
simply the fact that different body types for women go in and out of style throughout the decades should be enough to tell you that women’s bodies are considered consumable goods under capitalism