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pairing: enhypen x female reader . warnings: twt p.rn links . [note: dumping my drafts since I haven't posted in sooooo long] [LIBRARY]
♫︎ REBLOGS + FEEDBACKS ARE ALWAYS APPRECIATED
heeseung who wanted nothing more than taking you against a wall after the little joke you made on his ‘d!ck’ being not enough. guess he'll have to show you again—how enough it actually is.
sunghoon believed bad girls deserved punishment. the thing is, how were you any different?
jake hates bad days but he doesn't hate them when bad days bring him another excuse for his pleasure.
jay who loves nothing more than seeing your ass bounce as he thrusts into you, reminding you of who you truly belong to.
sunghoon who can't even hide it when he misses you :(
heeseung who lets you take control and instantly regrets. poor boy never thought you could be so into the role.
jay who makes every night the same. or—when every night is spent making you feel desired.
jake isn't one to shy away, especially when it came to eating you out in the most unusual places—and this time it was the kitchen counter.
hello sena :)) i was wondering, were you the one who wrote "from screens to scenes" if i'm not mistaken? if so, did you take it down? 🥹 i vaguely remember the title and if what i said is even correct at all, but i was wondering, if you are the one who wrote it and put it up, will you ever put it back up or revamp it and have it republished? 🥹 i wanted to read it, only to not be able to find it anywhere so i got a bit curious, if i'm not overstepping ❤️🩹
HII!!! really sorry for not answering earlier TT I can't seem to get back in my habit of using Tumblr and posting works. And yes, I did write “From Screens to Scenes” 🥹 never expected someone to even remember the work 🥲 I might just write it again + add some more scenes
JUST FOR YOU ANON !!! ILY!!! 💗
Hii?? I just wanted to make sure you're fine. I miss you and your writings but I hope you're physically & mentally fine to start writing again :)
Hello anon, thank you for the ask 🥹 and to answer your ask - yes I'm fine. I have been going through a friendship breakup irl so yeah... I kinda regained my emotional stability over the time I was off and I think I'm fine enough to continue writing again. Once again, thank you for checking in 💗
﹙WEEK 4﹚﹒﹒﹒
- what's one song you'd love to see portrayed as a fic?
- please respond and tag your response with #PROJECT ENHABLR / WEEK 4
Blind Red Eyes by Minnie for sure! Another one would be Ditto by Newjeans (missing them) 🥹 I think I myself might end up making one for enhypen based on the songs but yeah... Not enough time 🥲💗
So my exams are over and yes, some were great while others made me stressed. But the first thing I noticed after coming online is the fact that @p4ranormaluv has deactivated?! What am I missing? Was there a notice that I missed? I just need to know if there's a reason for deactivation of one of my sweetest moots TT
hello, senascoop! due to our awards event we are gathering enhablr writers to celebrate this with us and enjoy an exciting experience! we ask questions every week to enhablr writers regarding all things enhablr! 🎀
WEEK O1 : what is something you learned you wish you could tell yourself when you first started writing?
thank you for taking time to answer our question and please join us next week with a brand new question. we hope you join our live show and nominate your favorite writers!
I'M KINDA LATE TO ANSWER THIS TT BUT I'LL SURELY JOIN THE LIVE SHOW!! 💗
and something that I wish I learned as a new writer is that having less notes does not necessarily make my fics bad. I legit deleted some of them and now that I think about it, I like writing without worrying about notes and it's so much better that way.
ꣀ꣒ WHEN YOU’RE ALL THAT THEY WANT IN THIS LIFE . . 엔하이펜 ☁︎
pairing, enhypen × afab reader . . . genre, scenario(s), comfort core . . . word count, 200-300 each . . . [LIBRARY]
. , LEE HEESEUNG ☁︎ 이희승 !
“It’s okay, I can do this.” You mutter, determination laced in your voice as you struggle to pull your top over your head. The door is shut, the room quiet except for your frustrated sighs. Your fractured hand, wrapped tightly in a cast, throbs slightly, but the real pain isn’t physical. It’s the creeping frustration, the helplessness, the way twenty minutes have passed and you’re still stuck, half-dressed, fingers trembling. It’s just a bra. A simple t-shirt. But why does it feel impossible? Your throat tightens. Useless. The word sits heavy on your tongue, bitter and cruel.
“Baby, I’m coming in.” Heeseung’s voice is gentle, the door creaking open before you can protest. His gaze lands on your bare back, and though he can’t see your face, he knows—you’re frowning, lips pursed, probably on the verge of tears. “It’s just me, hmm?” His voice is soft as he steps forward, hands finding your shoulders. He carefully turns you to face him, and even as warmth creeps up his neck, he forces himself to focus—on you, not the vulnerability of your exposed skin. Heeseung swallows, picking up your bra with careful fingers. But his heart clenches when he finally sees your teary eyes. “What’s wrong?” He asks, voice laced with concern.
You look down, shame curling in your stomach. “I feel so useless… I can’t even dress myself properly. My hand keeps getting in the way.” His brows knit together as he helps you clasp the bra, then effortlessly pulls the t-shirt over your head. His touch is careful, deliberate—like he’s afraid you might break further. When he’s done, Heeseung cups your cheeks, thumb brushing away a stray tear. “Stop thinking that,” he murmurs. “This is temporary, hmm? But what’s permanent is my love for you.” His gaze holds yours, steady and full of warmth—reminding you that even when you feel weak, he sees you as nothing less than strong.
These are so cute 😭
thank you, I tried <3
ꣀ꣒ WHEN YOU’RE ALL THAT THEY WANT IN THIS LIFE . . 엔하이펜 ☁︎
pairing, enhypen × afab reader . . . genre, scenario(s), comfort core . . . word count, 200-300 each . . . [LIBRARY]
. , LEE HEESEUNG ☁︎ 이희승 !
“It’s okay, I can do this.” You mutter, determination laced in your voice as you struggle to pull your top over your head. The door is shut, the room quiet except for your frustrated sighs. Your fractured hand, wrapped tightly in a cast, throbs slightly, but the real pain isn’t physical. It’s the creeping frustration, the helplessness, the way twenty minutes have passed and you’re still stuck, half-dressed, fingers trembling. It’s just a bra. A simple t-shirt. But why does it feel impossible? Your throat tightens. Useless. The word sits heavy on your tongue, bitter and cruel.
“Baby, I’m coming in.” Heeseung’s voice is gentle, the door creaking open before you can protest. His gaze lands on your bare back, and though he can’t see your face, he knows—you’re frowning, lips pursed, probably on the verge of tears. “It’s just me, hmm?” His voice is soft as he steps forward, hands finding your shoulders. He carefully turns you to face him, and even as warmth creeps up his neck, he forces himself to focus—on you, not the vulnerability of your exposed skin. Heeseung swallows, picking up your bra with careful fingers. But his heart clenches when he finally sees your teary eyes. “What’s wrong?” He asks, voice laced with concern.
You look down, shame curling in your stomach. “I feel so useless… I can’t even dress myself properly. My hand keeps getting in the way.” His brows knit together as he helps you clasp the bra, then effortlessly pulls the t-shirt over your head. His touch is careful, deliberate—like he’s afraid you might break further. When he’s done, Heeseung cups your cheeks, thumb brushing away a stray tear. “Stop thinking that,” he murmurs. “This is temporary, hmm? But what’s permanent is my love for you.” His gaze holds yours, steady and full of warmth—reminding you that even when you feel weak, he sees you as nothing less than strong.
YOU'VE BEEN INVITED TO JOIN PROJECT ENHABLR!
- we aim to connect writers and readers with weekly prompts
- read more in our pinned post!
﹙WEEK 1﹚﹒﹒﹒
- what writer that got you into enhablr? and if possible the fic that did!
- please respond and tag your response with #PROJECT ENHABLR /WEEK 1
Thank you for inviting me! This is kinda cool ngl :0
i don't remember the writer that got me into enhablr or the fic that did because I think the writer already deactivated which is why I couldn't re-read the amazing fic that got me here. But I believe it was a multi member fic (mostly hyung line) and probably the best fic I've ever read.
ꣀ꣒ WHEN YOU’RE ALL THAT THEY WANT IN THIS LIFE . . 엔하이펜 ☁︎
pairing, enhypen × afab reader . . . genre, scenario(s), comfort core . . . word count, 200-300 each . . . [LIBRARY]
. , LEE HEESEUNG ☁︎ 이희승 !
“It’s okay, I can do this.” You mutter, determination laced in your voice as you struggle to pull your top over your head. The door is shut, the room quiet except for your frustrated sighs. Your fractured hand, wrapped tightly in a cast, throbs slightly, but the real pain isn’t physical. It’s the creeping frustration, the helplessness, the way twenty minutes have passed and you’re still stuck, half-dressed, fingers trembling. It’s just a bra. A simple t-shirt. But why does it feel impossible? Your throat tightens. Useless. The word sits heavy on your tongue, bitter and cruel.
“Baby, I’m coming in.” Heeseung’s voice is gentle, the door creaking open before you can protest. His gaze lands on your bare back, and though he can’t see your face, he knows—you’re frowning, lips pursed, probably on the verge of tears. “It’s just me, hmm?” His voice is soft as he steps forward, hands finding your shoulders. He carefully turns you to face him, and even as warmth creeps up his neck, he forces himself to focus—on you, not the vulnerability of your exposed skin. Heeseung swallows, picking up your bra with careful fingers. But his heart clenches when he finally sees your teary eyes. “What’s wrong?” He asks, voice laced with concern.
You look down, shame curling in your stomach. “I feel so useless… I can’t even dress myself properly. My hand keeps getting in the way.” His brows knit together as he helps you clasp the bra, then effortlessly pulls the t-shirt over your head. His touch is careful, deliberate—like he’s afraid you might break further. When he’s done, Heeseung cups your cheeks, thumb brushing away a stray tear. “Stop thinking that,” he murmurs. “This is temporary, hmm? But what’s permanent is my love for you.” His gaze holds yours, steady and full of warmth—reminding you that even when you feel weak, he sees you as nothing less than strong.
PLAGIARIST ALERT!!!!
hi! i never thought I would have to make a post like this, but surprise surprise, I am making one.
so! my fic(s), puppy antics and puppy antics 2.0 have been plagiarized and posted as one fic — naughty puppy — by a fairly new account, @enemstuff kinda surprised that they haven't blocked me
attached below are the pictures of the account and the plagiarized version of my fics, and my original fics:–
hii by the time you read this i think you’ll be done with your exams which i hope went well!! could i be added to your enhypen taglist? i just realised this was your enhypen account omg 😭😭
Yes, I'm done with my practicals (thankfully) but my finals are still choking me 🫠 The practicals went well though and thank you for checking up on me ‼️I hope everything's going well for you too... ALSO, I TOO HAD NO IDEA THAT YOU WERE AN ENGENE AS WELL 😭 I HAD TO RECHECK THE ASK LMAO AND SURE CUTIE 👍🏻💗