🎧 i’m ruki, i use they/them and i’m a minor. i write for the boyz, txt and nct (mainly dream) but i am a multi stan. here is my masterlist and terms & conditions. i’m part of theb hive.

pigs can fly ✩ kim sunwoo

kim sunwoo was persistent. no, certain that you would go out with him someday. ever since that fateful day he first saw you on the train to hogwarts, he’d been irrevocably, and undeniably in love with you. and unfortunately for you, kim sunwoo was never quiet with his feelings.

in fact, it was quite the opposite. every day, he’d partake in various grand gestures, all with the implication of him asking you out. whether it be disrupting the great hall announcements with fireworks that smell like fresh flowers, spelling out “y/n, go out with kim sunwoo!!” in all caps or constantly passing incredibly cheesy note-poems to you in the middle of classes. with their contents ranging from “knock knock” “who’s there?” “the love of your life, kim sunwoo ;)” to a full-fledged poem describing his feelings for you in a surprisingly well-versed manner.

nevertheless, you had always made your answer clear as day. “the day pigs fly, and the day you wear a bloody head boy badge, will i ever go on a date with you.”

this had been quite the ongoing back-and-forth dynamic. in fact, it’s been like this since first year that everyone in school, and their great aunt’s have heard about kim sunwoo’s undying unrequited love for you.

it was embarrassing to admit but truth be told, you had considered agreeing to his advances a few times. and as the years passed, you did agree, he had grown on you since you first met him, stuffing his face full with chocolate frogs as he tries his best to make small talk with you in the same compartment.

but you would never actually say yes to him. he’s kim sunwoo, for goodness’ sake! notorious troublemaker kim sunwoo. leader of the marauders kim sunwoo. there’s no way you, prefect since 5th year, and a regular at the school library, would ever be compatible with him!

fortunately though, 7th year was approaching like lightning, and you had the smallest glimmer of hope that sunwoo has changed. maybe he’ll stop with the antics, the grand gestures, and constant unreciprocated pick up lines.

as soon as you know it, the first day has already come! and you could not be more surprised. you hadn’t seen even a glimpse of kim sunwoo all day! even his best friends, eric sohn, and ju haknyeon where no where to be find. seemingly strange as on all the other years, sunwoo had a tradition of scaring you on the platform before tagging along to whatever compartment you choose.

but maybe he has changed. maybe he’s moved on? well that’s good then! good for you. no more kim sunwoo to annoy you while you’re busy with your n.e.w.t.s later this year. he’ll find someone else! you kept telling yourself that over, and over again with the hopes that you’d brainwash yourself into thinking it’s true. but a betraying part of you didn’t want that. school wouldn’t be the same without kim sunwoo constantly on your tail with a mischievous grin, and surprise gift from honeydukes.

nevertheless, you tried to focus on unpacking as your roommates conversed in what they’ve been up to during summer break. but when it was your turn to talk, you were caught off guard, then your mind went blank. the only thing in it–kim sunwoo.

speak of the devil… fortunately for you, before you could stutter a lame response out, you heard a confusing sound at your window. as you inched closer, you realized someone was throwing stones at it! flinching, another one hit it before you opened the window, outraged at whoever could’ve done this.

that was until you finally saw him. sunwoo. poodle hair, quidditch broom, gryffindor uniform, and all. that was until you noticed something. something different on the chest of his uniform. but there was no way, right?

he gave you a shit-eating grin, being sure you were watching before whipping his wand out in a cocky fashion, pointing at some unknown place on the ground before you watched a pig nervously rise from the ground. somehow, sunwoo flicked his wrist as two white feathery wings sprouted from the pig’s back, and his levitation spell went off.

with only the smallest struggle, the pig began flying around the air, returning to the land with an alarmed look. then, sunwoo inches closer to your window, flying until he was face-level with you, letting you get a better look at him, and wow, has he matured.

“what were your exact words, y/n?” he tapped a finger to his chin, feigning confusion as he pretended to think. “the day pigs fly, and i get a head boy badge?” he quoted you with a questioning tone before throwing his badge in the air, swiftly catching it with a smug look.

“what do you say? may i whisk you away, princess?”

sunwoo draws a hand to you as you simply stand there, appalled, failing to notice how your little conversation with sunwoo had gained a small audience as your roommates simply watch in a mix of amazement, and confusion.

you sigh as sunwoo tilts his head, still awaiting your response.

“fair game, kim.” you simply tell him with a faint smile, placing your hand on his, feeling quite amused by sunwoo's expression. as if he couldn’t believe the words coming out of your mouth right now.

sunwoo muttered a “holy shit”, smiling before letting you on his broom, your roommates cheering as you nervously held onto him tightly while he flew you across the land below.

little stable boy ✩ park jisung

lying in bed, you stare at the ceiling of your large bedroom. your eyes are wide open as you struggle to even keep your eyes closed for more than a second. with a frustrated sigh, you sit up in your bed, pulling your sheets closer to you as you stare around your room, not a thought in mind. your eyes eventually wander to your bedside table. where a ceramic pot with a single rose stood, tall and high.

the mere sight of the flower reminded you of the day prior. it reminded you of your stable boy, park jisung.

yes, park jisung, the tall but awkward kid who teaches you how to horseback ride every weekend. he grew up in the rural countryside where he, naturally, learned how to ride a horse as his main form of transportation. after moving to the kingdom, his father works as a castle butler and after jisung graduated high school, he earned a job teaching the princes and princesses how to horseback ride.

now, you’re all too familiar with the castle staff, you are next in line for the throne so getting to know the people who work for you is common courtesy. but jisung, in particular, you wanted to get to know.

there was no explanation behind it. but something about him intrigued you. there was something about him that drew you in. all the times he immediately averted eye contact when you noticed him staring. all the times slightly tensed when your hand grazed his even the smallest bit. all the times you fell off the horse, and he caught you while you two stay like that. staring into each other’s eyes.

unfortunately for you, there is a huge no-no on fraternizing with non-royals in a romantic manner. in fact, the immediate second you’re given the crown, you’re required to find someone to marry from one of the neighbouring kingdoms, marry them, have kids, and continue the bloodline, blah blah blah.

of course, this rule wasn’t always behaved. your great aunt was originally going to inherit the kingdom but she ended up running away with her villager husband as they started their own family, leaving the kingdom to your great grandmother who was the only one near the right age.

now, it’s not like that was your exact plan, you were never the big picture thinker. plus, jisung may not even be the type to wanna do that, even you might not be. but things change, and you definitely won't think the same in a couple years. and so, if it does come to that… you surely won’t be the first.

luckily though, you’re still young! most likely about three to four years until your parents deem you “ready” to lead a whole entire kingdom–as if anyone would ever be ready for that.

and so, for now…

“y/n!”

the distant sound of your name being called can be heard from your bedroom as you rush to your balcony, the curtains blowing outside through the open window. your eyes trail down to the grass ground as you spot a tall figure looking up at you, waving while awkwardly glancing around, almost nervous to get caught.

you smile as you wave back before rushing to one of the nearby tree branches, grabbing it as you clamber onto the tree, sliding downwards until you were right beside jisung. “you ready?

“yeah but the ants will probably get to the food first if we don’t hurry!” he exclaims in a hushed tone as you simply respond with a giggle, grabbing his wrist, and whisking him to the agreed upon place for your secret rendezvous picnic.

1989.

synopsis: na jaemin x reader

genre: high school au, fluff, humor, coming of age movie-esque

word count: 1,427 words

warnings: jaemin smokes, occasional swearing, one small mention of dying (jokingly), mentions of underage drinking, reader wears a dress but has no specified gender

playlist: can i call you tonight? - dayglow • tongue tied - grouplove • strawberries & cigarettes - troye sivan • blushing! - betweenfriends • love ur name - michelle

author's note: i wrote this in like 20 minutes while incredibly tired so its definitely not one of my best works but i still like it so i hope u enjoy it as well! i heavily picture this as one of the ending scenes to like a coming of age movie like ladybird or something like that btw the song i imagine to be playing at the prom is fancy or the feels by twice but honestly any cheery pop song would fit very well!

It was finally the night you were dreaming of since you were a kid.

The one night in your high school career that you assumed would make everything worth it--besides the graduating part, of course. The one night you’d finally be able to have fun in your smelly school gymnasiums.

That’s what you told yourself. So why did you feel so… lonely? The multicolored lights blared in various directions. The faint yet loud music erupted from the large school gym, you catch glances of a couple students exiting the venue with either their date or a flask of alcohol in hand.

okay so... i completely forgot about pants on fire and wrote 4k worth of a new sunwoo fic LOL

the moa urge to naega byeonhae

“Kiss it better.”

It was a phrase you heard nonstop. The main perpetrator almost always being Kim Sunwoo. Ever since the two of you were just little kids, at an age where the only worries weighing on your backs being cooties and whether or not their favorite cartoon character would defeat the villain of the show (which was pretty useless, seeing as the episodes always followed a formula that lead to the protagonist winning everything though, kids are quite oblivious).

Every time you hurt yourself, it was always the one solution he came up with, no matter what.

You scraped your knee? Sunwoo would kiss it better. You got a paper cut? Sunwoo’s there to kiss it better. You broke your ankle playing dodgeball and now had to walk around in crutches and a cast around your leg? You know Sunwoo’s gonna kiss it better even when he knows it won’t help at all.

And despite the both of you now being grown adults, Sunwoo was always one for traditions.

“Ow- This coffee’s too hot, I think I burnt my lips.” you mope, a finger coming up to touch your lips as you look down at them.

You turn to Sunwoo who was mindlessly scrolling through his phone before he immediately stood up, alarmed by your sudden complaint as he walked over to you, from the next chair.

“Hey, Sunwoo? Can you kiss it better for me?” you boldly remark, pointing to your lips as you begin to pout exaggeratedly, a smile growing on Sunwoo’s face. He places a finger on your chin, bringing you closer to him before planting his soft lips against your’s for a mere second. Yet that one small kiss made you feel like you were bathing in total and absolute bliss.

“There, all better.”