Hello, if anyone is still here. I have decided to return to my account an continue to my fan fiction writing. I have felt as if I am in a writer's block and writing fan fiction has always helped me break out of that dark place.
So please look forward to my new works coming soon! As well as potentially original work- non-kpop related.
word count: 3745 trigger / content warnings : near-drowning
The memory could never dull in Yechan’s mind. While it brought trauma for others, for Yechan it brought something he could have never thought was possible.
This is my new account if you would like to continue to see my writing. unfortunately I do not write ATEEZ anymore but I have something new coming along ! 💐
original warnings: none word count: 3359
You look up from the ground in front of you and smile as you notice the little black corner shop quickly coming into your view with every step you take. Your hand grabs the metal door handle, the palm of you hand instantly freezing due to the lowering temperatures of the fast approaching winter. You’re just waiting for the snow fall to come, so you can enjoy the pretty white scene of what the city becomes, especially overnight.
A small little bell chimes as you open the door and enter, causing a pool of black hair with a strong silver streak to pop up, stoping his spot in the book he’s so engrossed in. The barista brightly smiles at you, his dimples caving deep into his cheeks.
“Y/N! You’re here much earlier than usual,” he slightly giggles as he calls for you barely containing his excitement. Some times you wonder what goes on in his head or if he’s mentally five.
Hi i love your work! Is it possible to request you to write anything to do with yunho ( not angst tho plss) pleaseee thank you
Yes of course! I hope you enjoy!
warnings: none featuring: Hongjoong word count: 2067
“Please do not tell me you are already doodling on a cup for Y/N,” Hongjoong more-or-so states rather than asks, as he walks into the break room to grab some more coffee beans from the storage unit. Yunho looks up, caught red handed with a paper cup in one hand and, currently, a blue sharpie in the other. Yunho opens his mouth to respond, but Hongjoong holds up his hand, stopping him.
“Don’t even bother making excuses,” Hongjoong laughs before disappearing into the storage unit for a moment, “you might as well write your number on it!”
“What?” Yunho exclaims, “no way! That’s too embarrassing. She’ll think it’s weird.”
“Yunho,” Hongjoong sighs walking back into the break room, “you’ve had a crush on her for the past three months. I’m about to ask her out for you.”
hi, I’m a huge fan of your writings !! sorry if you’re not receiving requests rn but can you do a pt2 for jongho!mafia au x anything related to family/pregnancy etc? thank you and I wish you a great day/night! :)
Thank you for liking all that I write! It really means a lot!! I hope you enjoy! Also sorry for being extremely m.i.a. uni has kept me b u s y. I also got really soft writing this and I just wanna scream because now I need to just see ATEEZ go to like a daycare for a day and play with other babies.
Part 1: Black Hour Warnings: mafia affiliated acts, cussing, death, implied mention of sex (but there is none I promise), no-mercy violence, partial psychotic break(?) Featuring: ATEEZ word count: 6965
You pull the tight black turtle neck down your head and quickly push your arms through the sleeves in order to push away the static your hair gains. You tuck your shirt quickly into your black army pants and tie the laces on your boots before moving over to your weapons closet you have in your room. You first pull off the newly reformed bullet proof vest and strap it onto your body. You then begin to hand pick out the explosives you were asked to bring along for your mission tonight.
You kept your promise with Jongho and stopped all the nonsense, ruckus, and raids. Jongho did, however, find use for you on his team and that’s where he placed you after you both recovered from the Black Hour incident. Since then the two of you actually wed and are now husband and wife, and both of you are content about it. You are happy Jongho finally came around after putting your differences aside. You had actually asked on your wedding night if he could your differences aside and he was taken back at your request. He had put his hatred towards you aside the day you came to get him from the prison, and he felt bad that it still seemed like he could not stand you. So he made a promise that night that he’d show just how much he appreciates and grows to love you every single day.
original warnings: none word count: 3210
You pull out your keycard to let you into the gated dorm community, and the gate automatically shuts behind you. You head towards your dormitory, the moon well into the sky. You pull out your phone to check the time- 11:23PM. It’s ridiculous that you’re getting back from a class this late, but can you blame astronomy? I mean you could of gone and taken geology or chemistry, but you fascination with the stars got the better hold of you when signing up for the spring semester classes a few months ago. Lucky for you this is the last time you’ll be arriving home so late since summer break is 2 weeks away. You just have to finish classes this week, take finals next week, and you’re home free for three months.
You walk into one of the nine dormitory buildings, smile at the two other students at the front desk before rounding the corner, and walk up three flights of stairs to get to the level your dorm room is on. You pass by the art studio but walk back to the door when you notice the lights inside are still on. You look through the windowed door to find five canvas’s surrounding a brown haired boy who is working away at each canvas at the same time. You break into a warm smile recognizing the artist painting the night away.
original warnings: none word count: 1954
It’s almost a peaceful morning in which you can finally sleep after having to work a graveyard shift. You manage to remove all the light in your room, which you remind yourself to thank your mom for buying blackout curtains. You flip your ceiling fan on high as well as your portable fan on high and rotation. You change into a giant hoodie you stole from your best friend a couple years ago, and climb into your bed. You curl up under the covers as the temperature in the room begins to drop. You close your eyes and begin to let sleep pull at you.
“Y/N! Y/N! Y/N!” You can already hear your best friend calling your name loudly from the hallway. You can also hear him approach, and he hurries down the worn down carpet, the thuds of his feet keeping you dreadfully awake. You lift you head and turn towards your door just as it opens, seeing your best friend, Yunho, standing in the doorway.
original warnings: none word count: 1855
Summer has slowly come to an end, and autumn is just beginning. The cool breeze is what everyone was begging for, but were not expecting this early. But none the less, college students still trudge around campus preparing for their midterms that are in the coming weeks. Just about all the floors in every library is filled except for the oldest library on campus that is said to be abandon, but you and Seonghwa found it the perfect place to study because not many student’s actually step foot near the old building.
orignal warnings: none featuring: Seonghwa, Wooyoung, Yunho, Mingi, San, Jongho, & Yeosang word count: 4911
Life blooms once again after a frosty, but with very little snow fall, winter. You have been preparing a little booth for the upcoming school carnival in three weeks time. All winter you worked on your proposal which you then got approved from your school’s student counsel. You usually aren’t one to go and be so involved with school activities and spirit, but it’s currently the last semester of your senior year. All year you’ve tried your best to live the last year of freedom before enslaving yourself to college with all the work, anxiety, and wallet draining it comes with.
“Oh please won’t you help me with my booth?” You beg your best friend, Mary, a transfer Thailand student who you befriended after being paired up for a project in your photography class- you as photographer and Mary as the model.
“No!” She laughs, “no offense I’m not really about kissing people, especially from this school.” You pout in defeat. But hold up, hold up. Kissing people? From school? What? Well you actually had decided to do a kissing booth for your school carnival. A harmless kissing booth. Your intention is to find a big group of people, boys, girls, and nonbianary students from your school and just have a good time. There really isn’t any harm in kissing anyone, right? There shouldn’t be, no one is forced to do it. Your plan is for it all to be voluntary and if people don’t want to all of a sudden, not a problem for you. You understand if they don’t want to or have a sudden change of mind.
REQUEST: It's so cute gosh 🥺 can I request for a part 2 a bit more angsty where that 'crusty bitch' regrets his actions and wants home girl back? Happy ending please 🥺🥺🥺🥺 @iis4d
warnings: cussings featuring: Jongho, Hongjoong, Wooyoung, Seonghwa, & San PART 1
The memory of last week’s events play over in your head as you stare at the small diamond ring on your finger. With your thumb you move the band from the inside part of your hand to move the ring around on your finger. You softly smile at the memory. The ring sits slightly heavier than the promise ring Yunho had given to you last year, but you only notice the difference when you think about it.
Here I come with my requests. I’m in a really angsty mood lately, but fluff at the same time(?) So I was thinking about an wooyoung angst scenario, like him not appreciating y/n and cheating on her, with a Yunho fluff ending, being the puppy he is. Cuz let’s be real, Yunho is pure boyfriend material
( I’m so sorry this took so long. I’ve had so many other things going on, but I hope you enjoy! I’m trying to stay as active as I can!! )
warnings: cussingfeaturing: Jongho
Nothing hurt more than to see him holding her hand, laughing at something she said, and lightly kissing her lips. You can almost feel his lips ghosting over yours as you watch them from the other side of the road. You weren’t suppose to run into them; that was never the goal. You simply had errands to run while Wooyoung was at his ‘practice’, but you quickly realize his lie.
alright, can i have san! gang when he tried to protect you and your son out of danger and he got stab on the stomach nearly lost blood and you call ome of the members, fluffy + angst, thank youu!i love your mafia scenarios 😍😍
I hope you don’t mind it being a part two of No Harm List, unless that’s what you were asking for haha. Enjoy!! I also apologize that it took me a little bit to write it, uni (mostly Korean) is taking a lot of my time, plus my short hiatus/slow posts.
warnings: violence, cussing, mafia affiliated acts, death, blood
Part 1: No Harm List
You sit on the couch in the living room with San by your side. The tv is playing one of Byeol’s favorite shows as he sits in front of the coffee table coloring in one of the coloring books Wooyoung brought home the other day for him. You turn your body and lay your head in San’s lap and your feet prop up on the arm rest at the end of the couch. Absentmindedly San’s hand goes straight to brush his fingers through your hair. You close your eyes and smile in content to the show of affection. You take a rather deep breath and exhale- happy and comfortable where you are.
The key ring fumbles in his hand. The small metal keys hitting one another, making a small little jingling noise. He manages to grab the correct key with his one open hand and unlocks the apartment door. The small, short hallway is dark but is slightly lit up by the TV from the living room. No noise coming from the flat box-like object, the word mute in white in a small black box in the lower left corner of the screen.
warning: violence, cussing, blood, mafia affiliated acts
“You know most people don’t go out of their way if they want to talk to me,” the deep blue almost black-haired man calmly states his hands lazily raised in the air as seven other men surround him, gun barrels facing him.
“Well Mr. Kim Hongjoong you aren’t just any other guy,” you smile devilishly at him, “lower your weapons boys. Wait outside for me.” You wave the other seven men off and they follow your orders.
Hi💖 me again, I don’t know if request are open, but I LOVED the Yunho imagine that you wrote, and I want to request a mingi scenario this time. a college scenario in which Mingi its a shy guy and wants to ask y/n out, but he doesn’t know how to approach to her.
Hello again! My requests are alway open so if you would like anything specific don’t be afraid to drop by! I get really happy when people want to request little shorts from me. Sorry it took me so long with writing this. I’ve been busy with uni.
