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boulevardk · 3 years

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Gimme Gimme (m). Part One.

Preview: Jaehyun bites his lip and looks you up and down once more, “All in due time, little one.”

Facade breaking momentarily, you cover your face with your hands as you feel the blood rush to your cheeks. Taeyong smiles brightly at the action, taking in your cuteness and mirroring a similar blush on his cheeks. Smiling at the exchange, Taeyong nods to you and hurriedly walks out of the room to quickly retrieve the paperwork for your adoption.

However, your action elicits a very different response from Jaehyun who smirks at your sudden shyness. Maybe she’s not as bold as we thought. It’s going to be so much fun to break her.

Pairing: nct 127 x black panther hybrid (f)

Genre: Hybrid AU, PWP, idolverse, M/F, smut (a lot of smut oh lord), series

Word count: 6k

warnings: this is actually pretty tame ngl idk like mentions of corruption and size kinks, jaehyun's horny, and that's about it

a/n: lmao i used to hear so much shit about hybrid and abo content from my friends but i have been obsessed with @neopuppy’s Boom series and I got her permission to write a 127 spinoff series! Idk how many parts this will be so bear with me okay thx bye and please enjoy! Check out her fics by the way bc i love her <3

Jay

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The bathroom door rattled beneath Doyoung’s fist as he pounded on the door, “Fuck’s sake, Haechan! You’ve been in there for an hour now!”

Running a hand through his hair in frustration, Doyoung groaned, “Can you believe this? It’s a miracle our water bill hasn’t bankrupted the company.”

Taeyong just sighed from his position on the couch as he flipped through a magazine, “Hey, it's either long showers or some random girl’s annoying moans echoing through the dorm.”

Rolling his eyes, Doyoung leaned against the wall, “Don’t be stupid. There’s no way the company would risk a dating rumor just for us to get our dicks wet.”

“Ha, don't I know it,” Johnny scoffs as he walks into the room, “My dick might just shrivel up and fall off at this point.”

“Okay,” Taeyong closes his eyes briefly, “Not the image I wanted in my brain.”

Johnny jokingly winked and wiggled his eyebrows at the leader as he took a seat in the chair across from him.

“I don’t even know why Haechan is always locking himself away in the bathroom to jerk off. I mean, didn’t Dream get a bunny hybrid for this exact reason?”

Taeyong frowned, “I have no idea why they did that. Ethical dilemmas aside, aren’t they way too busy to even care for a hybrid? What are they supposed to do when she goes into heat? There’s no way they have that much energy to look after her- especially after practice.”

Johnny just shrugs, “Haechan mentioned something about her not having her first heat when she was adopted. I bet it was intense when it finally hit. It didn't help that she’s already matured… You two should just be glad that your roommate doesn’t lock you out of your room to get off. Jaehyun tells me how Jungwoo’s always kicking him out to yank his dick.”

“Again,” Taeyong groans, “Not the mental image I wanted.”

Johnny blows a kiss his way.

“Thank God,” Doyoung mutters as he finally hears the water shut off.

The bathroom door opens abruptly and steam comes billowing out as Haechan comes forwards with a towel around his waist, having heard the conversation of his housemates, “You guys don’t even understand. Believe me, I have been with a lot of hot girls before-”

“Much to everyone’s surprise,” Doyoung mutters under his breath.

Haechan just shoots the older boy a glare and continues, “Anyways, I’ve been with a lot of hot girls before, but hybrids are on a whole other level. Once you go hybrid, you never go back.”

Taeyong grimaces, “You’re sick, Haechan. They’re people too, and they have real, valid emotions. They’re not just toys for your own amusement.”

The youngest smirks, “Yeah, that’s what Renjun said, and now my bunny is calling him Daddy as he fucks her stupid.”

“Wasn’t Jaehyun asking to get a hybrid?” Johnny chimes in.

Doyoung furrows his eyebrows in thought, “I mean, it would solve our dry spell problem…”

Taeyong tosses his magazine onto the couch in frustration, “Are you guys even listening to a word I’m saying? What? Is this hybrid going to be our own personal sex slave or something?”

Haechan squints his eyes at that comment, “I mean, yeah. That’s kind of the whole idea here, Taeyong. Haven’t you been paying attention?”

Shooting him a glare, Taeyong continues, “How would that even work? One hybrid for nine guys to share? I know hybrids can be pretty insatiable during their heats, but are we going to have an orgy every time we wanna have sex?”

Taeyong asked the question as if the answer was an obvious ‘no’, but Johnny shrugged, “I mean, I wouldn’t be opposed.”

Doyoung shakes his head, “Hell no. Believe it or not, but not everyone wants to see your dick, Johnny. We’ll just work out some sort of schedule for sharing her. Like half a week she spends on the upper floor and the other half she spends here with us. We'll work something out."

Although Doyoung wasn’t entirely against the idea of polygamy, he didn’t want his first time with a hybrid to be in front of eight other guys.

The leader takes a quick moment to ponder it. It would be nice to get laid every once in and a while… The smartest option was to at least be involved with the hybrid adoption just to make sure everything went smoothly. The last thing the group needed was a rumor to be leaked that they were adopting their own personal sex toy. God knows they’ve had enough scandals already…

“Fine,” Taeyong conceded, “But we'll have to have some ground rules. Jaehyun and I will go to the adoption center to pick out a hybrid. But you all have to promise me we’re going to be responsible about this. That means looking after our hybrid’s needs beyond the sexual.”

“Agreed,” Doyoung and Johnny answer.

Haechan nods and interjects, “All I know is that I call first dibs on her if she’s a virgin because I still can’t believe Renjun got to fuck my bunny before I did… I wasn’t even there when her preheat kicked in! And from what Jeno told me, it sounded like she was cumming practically from kissing alone!”

“That must be good for your sake,” Johnny snorts, “because you can’t make a girl cum for shit.”

Haechan fumes and opens his mouth to retaliate before Taeyong can cut him off, “I’ll go give the upper floor the news…” Taeyong began, “Although, I’m sure the other members would probably get their own hybrid even if I disapproved.”

---

“This wig is itchy as fuck,” Jaehyun complained as he and Taeyong entered the adoption center.

Taeyong rolled his eyes, “Well, tough shit, because the last thing we need is to be spotted adopting a hybrid. It’s not like our company would defend us anyways; you know how they are.”

The younger boy just sighed at the comment. He knew full-heartedly that Taeyong’s comments were true, but that didn’t make his disguise any more comfortable.

They both stood at the front desk and waited to be seen by the receptionist. Although they both tried to remain as inconspicuous as possible, they probably drew more attention to themselves by their endless fidgeting as their nerves took hold.

Jaehyun was about to complain again about his discomfort before being interrupted by the man working the front desk.

“Hello, how may I help you, gentlemen? The man asked politely.

“Um- hello,” Taeyong cleared his throat, clearly anxious about the whole situation, “We, uh… You see, we...”

Jaehyun cut him off, “We have an appointment to view your hybrids up for adoption,” Jaehyun cut the older boy off.

The man nods and types away at the computer in front of him, gesturing with his hand for the two boys to follow him, “Ah, yes, of course. Right, this way,”

The two boys share a glance; Taeyong’s eyes filled with nervousness and Jaehyun’s filled with excitement.

“We have a wide array of hybrids. Tigers, puppies, leopards… Hell, we even have otter hybrids if you’re really interested! They’re quite rare, really,” The man trails off, “We had some young men a couple of weeks ago who adopted an adult bunny hybrid who hadn’t even had her first heat yet! Ah, I feel quite sorry for those boys, actually. I imagine those poor boys are being eaten alive by that girl’s appetite…”

Taeyong and Jaehyun look at each other with widened eyes.

“Luckily for you two gentlemen, we have since added to our selection, and I’m sure we have some hybrids here who are more suitable for your needs.”

Taeyong nods once more at the information. He always knew that there were a lot of rules for adopting a hybrid, but who could have guessed that there would be such a wide variety of hybrids to choose from.

“Very well, gentlemen,” the receptionist claps his hands, “if there is nothing else you need, I will leave your search. Please let me know if you require anything else.

Jaehyun and Taeyong both thank the helpful man and look towards each other when they are left alone.

“What do you think?” Taeyong asks.

Jaehyun sighs, “I think we have our work cut out for us.”

---

As soon as Taeyong stepped inside, he felt sweat gather in the palms of his hands. While Jaehyun walked normally down the hallway, pausing occasionally to drool at passing hybrids, Taeyong timidly crept down the hallway and fought the urge not to jump from the hybrids who looked at him as if he was some meal for them to eat. From the research Taeyong had done about hybrids beforehand, he knew hybrids attacking and eating humans was exceedingly rare, but that didn’t stop him from shying away from some of the hybrids who looked like they could chew him up and spit him out.

As he walked down the aisle, he gazed at the plaques of information for each hybrid.

Tiger hybrid

Age: 22

Height: 5’11”

Information: Removed from their previous home due to violent behavior towards the owner.

Taeyong’s eyes widened in shock and he gasped when the tiger hybrid snarled at him. He quickly walked away from the plexiglass enclosure.

His eyes wandered over to another hybrid.

Wolf hybrid

Age: 27

Height: 5’7”

Information: Highly disobedient and bratty towards facility employees. Playful, yet unaware of boundaries.

The description had Taeyong shaking his head. They needed someone reliable. In order for this whole ordeal to work, they had to find a hybrid who could adapt to their busy schedules.

Jaehyun strolled down the aisle beside Taeyong and looked at the hybrids around him. Maybe it was just because of how horny he had been recently and how desperate he was to get laid, but Jaehyun was eye-fucking practically every hybrid he passed.

He stopped to look at a leopard hybrid who was staring seductively at him through the plexiglass enclosure.

Leopard hybrid

Age: 19

Height: 5’6”

Information: Removed from their previous home after being caught stealing possessions from their owner and running away repeatedly.

Jaehyun bit his lip when he saw the hybrid wink at him and seductively lick her lips.

As desperate as he was to adopt the nearest hybrid and fuck her in the backseat of his car, he knew Taeyong would disapprove of this hybrid’s behavior. Jaehyun could just imagine the newspaper headlines and tabloid frenzies that would explode if they foolishly adopted this hybrid. And as tempting as she was, this hybrid was not worth the hassle… even though Jaehyun was certain she’d be a good fuck.

He mouths ‘sorry’ to the Leopard hybrid and moves on.

Taeyong continues down the hallway, making sure to read all the hybrid information carefully so he can make an informed, responsible decision about which one to adopt. Although Jaehyun’s requirements were practically limited to fuckability and ass and tit size, Taeyong knew he wasn’t leaving with a hybrid who was incompatible with their lifestyles.

Jaehyun stops beside the older boy and also reads the plaque before them.

Golden retriever hybrid

Age: 19

Height: 5’10”

Information: Returned for chewing on furniture and biting owner

Jaehyun grimaced. He was looking for a hybrid to fuck, not a hybrid to clean up after.

The further he walked down the aisle, the more intimated Taeyong got from some of the hybrids he was surrounded by. He had to find the perfect match for his housemates, otherwise, there would be no point in adopting a hybrid anyways.

Taeyong was about to reach the end of the hallway when he stopped to read the information of a hybrid who caught his eye.

“Hey, Jaehyun,” Taeyong waved the boy over, “Come look at this one.”

Black Panther hybrid

Age: 23

Height: 5’4”

Information: Recently rescued from the tropical rainforests of Southeast Asia, this hybrid is smart and mature for her age. Low maintenance, well-mannered, and personable, she is surprisingly docile for her hybrid breed.

Taeyong tilted his head to the side in curiosity. She seemed like a compatible hybrid, but he wanted to formally meet her before he got his hopes up.

Jaehyun joined Taeyong before the hybrid enclosure of interest and after reading the description, leaned a bit closer to see the disclaimer written in tinier font below the initial information.

WARNING: BECAUSE SHE WAS RECENTLY RESCUED AND NOT BRED IN CAPTIVITY, IT IS UNCLEAR WHETHER THIS HYBRID HAS HAD HER FIRST HEAT. THERE IS A CHANCE SHE MAY BE VERY SEXUALLY DEMANDING. THIS CAN BE POTENTIALLY EXHAUSTING ESPECIALLY CONSIDERING THAT OUR STAFF HAS NOT BEEN ABLE TO DETERMINE WHETHER THIS HYBRID HAS EVER BEEN EXPOSED TO SEXUAL ACTS.

Jaehyun couldn’t believe his luck.

After a drunken game of truth or dare, Jaehyun had accidentally revealed his corruption kink. And, of course, his members never failed to tease him about it. Getting laid period was hard enough as it is, but fucking a virgin was practically impossible. Jaehyun never had the time to properly corrupt a one-time hookup.

This was his chance. And Jaehyun felt like he could adopt her just by that information alone.

Once Taeyong had read the warning, he audibly gulped and shakily gestured for the facility's security to open the door for him. He approached the door and knocked thrice, wanting to demonstrate his respect for the hybrid's boundaries.

“Just follow my lead,” Taeyong muttered to Jaehyun who was practically vibrating in excitement, “Don’t do or say anything rash; you might scare her away.”

Jaehyun takes one look into the enclosure and just looks over to Taeyong with widened eyes, “She looks like that, and you expect me not to just bend her over and take her right there?”

Taeyong groans, “You’re an idiot. I really hope that was a joke.”

He mostly says it to himself because he knows that Jaehyun is so desperate to get laid that he might actually fuck a hybrid- not only in the adoption facility but even in the glass enclosure with everyone to see.

Taeyong places his hand on the doorknob and makes his way in slowly.

He lets himself in and feels Jaehyun stand beside him after passing through the doorway. The first thing he notices is that you're painting your nails a fierce shade of blood red. You hum a tune to yourself as you concentrate on your task.

Taeyong looked around the room and was pleasantly surprised to see the tidiness of the room. Some of the other hybrids’ rooms were disorderly and messy, but your room was well put together. You were sitting on a neatly made bed, and as Taeyong looked around the room, he noticed a small bookshelf with genres clearly labeled.

They really were right about you being well-mannered.

“Hello,” Taeyong nearly stuttered, “I’m Taeyong.”

You looked up from your nails, gave him a small smile, and nodded your head, “It’s nice to meet you Taeyong.”

Returning your gaze to your nails, you continue to hum the melody from before.

“Um,” Taeyong stutters, nervous about what the first impression he’ll make on you, “May... may we talk to you?”

You smirk down at your drying polish, “Isn’t that what we’re already doing?”

Taeyong blushes at your forwardness and shoots an uneasy look at Jaehyun, unsure of how to proceed in the conversation.

Jaehyun rolls his eyes at the boy. So much for following his lead.

The younger boy steps forward, now closer to where you sit on your bed. The closer he gets to you, The more his eyes take in your appearance. Sitting criss-cross on your bed, you were wearing a tiny white skirt and a red tank top. When his eyes focus on your upper legs, he could even see the smallest glimpse of your underwear, and he has to fight the urge not to take you right there.

Jaehyun clears his throat to get your attention, “I’m Jaehyun. It’s really nice to meet you, kitty.”

Your attention was effectively caught. Looking up from your nails quickly, Jaehyun swore he saw your bright green eyes sparkle.

“Kitty?” You ask him, getting up from your spot on your bed and walking over to him slowly.

Taeyong began to backtrack, “I- I’m sorry; we didn’t mean to offend you in any way-”

“It’s quite alright,” you smile once you finally reach the taller boy, bringing your hand up to softly brush his cheek, “I like the way the name comes from his lips.”

As quickly as you had touched his face, your hand is back at your side and you’re walking over to sit at your desk.

Taeyong chuckles nervously, his brain having trouble functioning with your confidence, and he wasn’t even the one you’d touched. He shakes his head slightly to regain his composure, “My housemates and I were looking to adopt a hybrid. I live with a group of guys, and we all work together. We would always provide for you, and you’d never have to worry about being mistreated… Does that sound like something you’d be interested in?”

You tilt your head to the side as if to ponder the thought for a moment.

Taeyong’s on edge worried he hadn’t gained your approval and that you’d turn down his offer. It didn’t help that your smell was intoxicating to him. He wasn’t nearly as close to you as Jaehyun is (partially because he was worried about invading your personal space but also because he was worried he might get hard by just the sheer smell of you alone) but your perfume and appearance were practically putting him into a trace.

Although you knew you came across as sultry and sexy, you had to focus your heart on not beating out of your chest.

You may be naive for your age, but you knew what Jaehyun and Taeyong were offering you. It wasn’t uncommon for hybrids to be adopted purely for sexual needs alone. In fact, many of the friends you had made in your short time at the facility had been adopted for similar purposes. Just a couple of weeks ago, the bunny hybrid across from you had been adopted by two boys for the same purpose.

It was no understatement to say you wanted to escape the hybrid facility by any means necessary. While the facility in itself was fine, you knew that the longer time you spent in captivity meant the less likely you were to be adopted. So, naturally, you knew that you had to pounce on the opportunity before you.

There’s just one problem.

You had never exactly… done that sort of thing before. Truth be told, you didn’t really know much about... that sort of thing at all.

When you had been rescued and brought to the facility, you had heard the debate among hybrid researchers as to whether or not you had already experienced your first heat. Some had suggested that you more than likely had already gone through your first heat purely based on your age alone. Other researchers theorized that your first heat could have been offset because of some trauma you may have experienced before your rescue. Either way, there was no conclusive test or procedure that would provide an answer to the question.

You, yourself, weren’t even sure if you had gone through heat yet. Your limited amount of knowledge about the topic hindered your understanding of your own body.

It didn’t help that it wasn’t exactly an...easy conversation to have.

You’d always find yourself blushing profusely and scurrying to another room whenever hybrids around you would mention the topic of heats.

Unbeknownst to you, Taeyong was having a similar sort of internal debate within his own head. Taeyong feared he had overstepped his boundaries. Perhaps he was too forward with his suggestion, or maybe Jaehyun’s obvious ogling at your chest had made you (understandably) uncomfortable.

Meanwhile, as you and Taeyong both overanalyzed every word of the encounter so far, Jaehyun was too busy thinking about what it’s like to fuck you until you forgot your own name.

Looking over your body while you contemplated their adoption offer, Jaehyun inspected your size. He was sure he could fuck you standing up and not even break a sweat.

The thought alone turned Jaehyun on more than it should have. He could imagine your tiny little pussy wrapped around his cock while your stomach bulges as he pounds into you-

“I like the sound of that. Honestly, I’m surprised you even asked in the first place,” you replied, effectively cutting off the train of thoughts for both boys.

Taeyong was shocked you had actually agreed. After all, while Jaehyun was thinking about how sweet you’d taste on his lips, Taeyong had been preparing himself for your rejection less than a minute ago.

The surprised boy snaps himself out of his daze and replies perhaps over-enthusiastically, “Great! Um- I guess I’ll go get the paperwork! Thank you so much!”

You just smile at his happiness, “I think I’m the one who should be thanking you.”

Jaehyun bites his lip and looks you up and down once more, “All in due time, little one.”

However, your action elicits a very different response from Jaehyun who smirks at your sudden shyness.

Maybe she’s not as bold as we thought. It’s going to be so much fun to break her.

---

“Hey!” Doyoung half shouts at the members, “I thought I told you not to crowd the door!”

Haechan snorts, “Yeah, we heard you. We just don’t care.”

The other members laugh at the youngest’s statement while Doyoung just huffs, “You’re going to scare her if the first thing she sees when she walks into the dorm is a bunch of drooling boys fighting each other to get their dicks wet.”

While Taeyong and Jaehyun were away at the adoption center, Doyoung had been studying hybrids on this phone. He had learned that hybrids could be very sensitive to stimulation- especially scent.

Although Taeyong and Jaehyun hadn’t answered his text asking about what type of hybrid they had gotten specifically and/or how sensitive the hybrid’s senses were, Doyoung knew the last thing a hybrid wanted when they first entered an environment was a group of sex-hungry boys.

Mark furrowed his eyebrows, “Maybe we shouldn’t overwhelm her when she gets here. Maybe Doyoung is right.”

Doyoung throws his hands up in frustration, “Of course I’m right!”

Haechan just flips the older member off and turns towards an anxious-looking Mark, “Trust me, dude. If this hybrid is anything like my bunny, then she’ll be begging for cock almost immediately after she gets a taste of us.”

Mark blushes at the comment while Doyoung just groans.

Johnny takes a seat on the couch next to Yuta and Taeil, “You need to relax, Doyoung. I’m sure this hybrid knew what she was signing up for when she met Taeyong and Jaehyun. I mean, Jaehyun isn’t exactly discreet when he’s eye-fucking someone.”

Yuta nods in agreement, “Yeah, and if we’re being honest, it would be a miracle if Taeyong didn’t pop a boner just by looking at her. Jaehyun texted me after they paid for her adoption, and he said she’s totally worth every penny.”

“She better be,” Taeil mutters, “She was expensive as fuck.”

Doyoung’s eyes widen when he processes Yuta’s comment, “Wait! They texted you about her? They wouldn’t answer my texts!”

Yuta just shrugs as he scrolls through his phone again, “Maybe you’re just annoying.”

Haechan raises his hand, “I’ll have to agree.”

Doyoung groans even louder now and Johnny pulls his arm down, making the younger boy sit on the couch beside him, “They’re just kidding, Doyoung. You’re a nice kind of annoying.”

Glaring at the second oldest, Doyoung curses at him.

“I’m just kidding!” Johnny laughs, “You’re just got a bunch of pent-up stress in you. And some freaky hybrid sex will take your mind off it.”

“Yeah,” Taeil agrees, “Why stress the fuck out when you can fuck the stress out?”

Yuta raises a hand and high fives Taeil without even looking up from his phone.

Doyoung opens his mouth to retaliate when a door down the hall opens and a nicely dressed Jungwoo steps out from the bathroom.

“What are you wearing? Are you going to a funeral? Did someone die or something?” Yuta asks, finally looking up from his phone.

“What? Of course not,” Jungwoo rolls his eyes at Yuta’s comment, “I just wanted to put something nice on for the hybrid I’m about to fuck into next week.”

Haechan begins coughing as Jungwoo approaches the rest of the group, “Dude, what the fuck? Why do you smell?”

Mark inhales as well and begins waving his hand in front of his face as his eyes tear up, “You smell like you walked into a cologne store and dumped every bottle over your head.”

“Don’t be stupid,” Jungwoo rolls his eyes, “Obviously I didn’t do that. I just wanted to look and smell nice for my hybrid.”

“Our hybrid,” Johnny corrects.

Haechan leans against the wall beside the door, “Oh, and just so we’re clear, I’m going to be the first one to fuck our hybrid- virgin or not. And if any one of you disagrees, I will end you.”

“Yeah,” Johnny laughs as he side eyes with Yuta, “Sure thing, Haechan.”

Doyoung cuts off Haechan before he’s about to curse Johnny out, “Anyways, Jungwoo, you clearly know nothing about hybrids. They have a really sensitive sense of smell. And if first impressions are as important to hybrids as they are to humans, then she’ll want to stay as far away from you as possible.”

Jungwoo’s eyes widen in shock, “Fuck.”

Before Jungwoo can run into the bathroom and shower as quickly as humanly possible, the sound of keys jingling at the door draws all the members’ attention to the front of the dorm.

Taeyong and Jaehyun step in first and the other members make a hand motion to move out of the way so that they can get a better look at their new hybrid. As soon as the two boys move out of the way, the group gets a good look at the savior from their dry spell.

“Holy-” Taeil doesn’t even finish his comment as his eyes scan over your figure.

Mark finally understands Yuta’s comments about how easily Taeyong would get a boner while looking at the hybrid currently standing in the doorway.

You're hot as fuck.

A lot of things are going through your mind as you step foot in the dorm. First, you’re surprised to see just how many boys Taeyong and Jaehyun lived with. You knew they were split between two floors, of course. But nine boys was a lot no matter how they were split.

The next thing you noticed was how attractive each boy was. It was like looking at a group of supermodels. And you felt yourself grow nervous at the thought of being alone with them.

The final thing that passed your mind was the curiosity of what they might want to do to you. You tried your best not to gulp as the boys stared at you like a piece of meat.

You felt your hands tremble, and you hid behind Taeyong slightly, having already grown somewhat comfortable in his presence. Although you had met Jaehyun at the adoption center as well, the way he looked at you made your stomach feel like it was in knots…. Although you couldn’t quite understand why considering you had never felt that way before.

“Aw, would you look at that?” Haechan cooed in a teasing tone, “She’s shy. Reminds me of another girl I know…”

Doyoung, having stood up from his spot on the couch and walked over to the youngest while the door began to open, jabbed him in the ribs. The only thing worse than overstimulation of senses during this first interaction would be if Haechan brought up the other hybrid he’d turned into his sex slave.

Johnny slowly got up from his place on the couch and approached the shy hybrid, “Hey there, I’m Johnny.”

The second oldest extended his hand for the pretty hybrid before his eyes to shake, but you just looked at his hand and back up at his face.

Internally, you knew that these men would see right through your confident facade if you couldn’t even meet them without being shy. You worried that if you weren't... sexually experienced, the boys would send you back to the facility and adopt another hybrid.

It didn’t help your nerves that all the men were so attractive. You had known hybrids in the facility who were pretty, sure, but these men were like gods compared to anyone you had ever seen before- human or hybrid.

You swallowed your anxiety and stuck out a shaky hand towards the man who had just introduced himself, “I-it’s nice to meet you, Johnny.”

It took everything for Taeyong not to coo at your cuteness. While the other members were mainly looking forward to fucking your brains out, Taeyong couldn’t help but see you as his little toy- and not in a sexual way. Rather, he saw you as his little doll. He just wanted to cradle you in his arms and play with your pretty hair. He wanted to dress you up in pretty clothes and dust your cheeks in an even prettier blush.

Haechan nearly shoved Johnny out of the way and introduced himself to you, “Hey there, gorgeous. I’m looking forward to playing with you.”

Your cheeks heated up again at that comment, and you gulped audibly. Doyoung wanted to slap the youngest member for saying that. In all honesty, Doyoung wanted to slap Haechan for most things.

All the members introduced themselves. Some members were sweet and gentle like Taeyong while other members gave off similar impressions as Jaehyun. Either way, regardless of how they introduced themselves, you knew they’d soon be expecting more out of you than just a handshake.

The member you were most intimidated by was a Japanese man by the name of Yuta. You remembered his introduction most clearly from the words he spoke to you as he brushed his hand against your cheek, moving a piece of hair from your face.

“We’re gonna have so much fun together. I can already tell,” he said almost darkly.

The final member to introduce himself stepped forward towards you, “Hello there, baby. My name is Jung-”

“Oh my God,” you yelped, shielding your hands to your face and clenching your eyes shut, “What is that smell?”

Doyoung turned towards Jungwoo with an expression that very clearly conveyed ‘I told you so’.

“Here,” Taeyong pulled off his jacket and handed it to you to put over your face and conceal your eyes and nose, “Let’s get you out of here, alright?”

Taeyong guided you out of the main room and towards his own. He knew you’d feel safer there considering you were already comfortable with his scent and he didn’t share a room with any other members.

Once you were gone, Jaehyun leaned over and slapped Jungwoo on the shoulder, “Nice going, jackass. You scared her off. I was alright about to take her to my room and fuck her throat.”

Jungwoo threw his hands up in defense, “How was I supposed to know she would react like that?”

The other members groaned at his antics and one by one walked to their respective rooms as the disappointment of not being able to fuck you set in.

Doyoung rubbed his hand over his face, “I knew you shouldn’t have worn that cologne.”

“For once,” Haechan began, “I actually agree with Doyoung.”

---

For the next week and a half, none of the members had gotten any action at all- not even kissing. And it was definitely an understatement to say they were going out of their minds.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Jahyun groans, “Why did we even get a hybrid if we weren’t going to be able to fuck her whenever we wanted to?”

Johnny flipped through television channels aimlessly, “You said it, bro. I was horny enough when she wasn’t living with us, but I feel like I might even cum in my pants from how blue my balls are.”

Jaehyun groaned once more and threw himself back on the couch, “This is insane. She’s so fucking hot, and every day I get a little more on edge thinking about how she’s sleeping right down the hall every half week when she’s staying on our floor.”

“Yeah, I was wondering about that,” Johnny says while looking towards the younger boy, “Why are you here so often. We’ve always lived so close to each other, and yet you never used to visit us as frequently as you do now. What? You think you’re going to miss out on some sort of action with our kitty cat or something?”

Even Johnny’s choice of words about their hybrid turns him on, “I sure as fuck hope I won’t be missing anything. I don’t give a damn about what Haechan says. If I get the chance to fuck her first, he can cry about it all he wants.”

“Cry about what?” you ask, walking into the living room where the two members were sat.

“It’s nothing, really. Don’t worry about it,” Johnny says reassuringly with a little smile.

Jaehyun takes one look at your outfit and runs a hand through his hair in frustration. His ability to hold himself back from you continued to wane whenever you’d wear short little skirts like the one you were wearing now.

You were sporting one of Taeyong’s shirts as well, and it practically drowned you. His size kink was certainly driving him wild at the moment.

“No, tell me,” you pouted and whined as you walked towards them, taking a seat next in between the two members and placing a hand on Johnny’s thigh, “I wanna know.”

Jaehyun sucked in a breath and turned towards Johnny, wondering what they should tell you.

Taeyong had made it very clear that he didn’t want any of the members to pressure you into doing anything you didn’t feel comfortable doing.

However, the more Jaehyun got to be around you, he had the creeping suspicion that you weren’t as bold as you pretended to be.

He had suspected it at the adoption agency, of course, but he noticed it more and more around the dorms. From your first interaction with the members and shying away from introductions to blushing and muttering an apology when a member brushed against you. Jaehyun knew you weren’t as confident as you pretended to be.

And Jaehyun was so looking to exploit it.

“Well, baby,” Johnny began while noticing your cheeks warm up from his use of the pet name, “We were just talking about how much… pain I’ve been in recently.”

Your eyes widened at the comment, “Pain? Are you okay? What kind of pain?” You asked frantically.

“In pain right here,” Johnny grabs your hand softly and places it over his crotch.

Your eyes widen once more and your mouth is agape.

“Me too, kitty,” Jaehyun breathes while placing your other hand over his own crotch.

You’re now sitting with each hand over each boy’s crotch, and your whole body feels hot to the touch. You gasp when Jaehyun’s crotch begins to harden, “W-what’s that? Why is it hard?”

“It’s painfully hard, baby. You don’t like seeing us in pain, do you?” Jaehyun asks, looking at you whilst biting his lip to keep from moaning as he rubs your hand against his cock through his jeans.

“O-of course not,” you stutter, turning back and forth to look at both boys, your hands still on them.

“You can help us feel better,” Johnny rasps slightly, “You want to make us feel better, right, baby?”

You pout and look at both boys with big eyes.

“...Yes.”

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a:n// there it is dudes. Sorry it took me so long to write this lmao hopefully u enjoyed it

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softsan · 2 years

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🖇Vibrant as vermilion pt.1 (haechan)

MASTERLIST

PARTS: | 01 |

HYBRID PROFILES

GENRE: Hybrid AU!, 1960′s, Drama, Fluff

QUOTE: “He made an effort to contemplate your offer, to remain objective. However, his subjective heart would have given itself to you at that very moment, in fact, it would have broken itself for you had you asked.”

WARNINGS: Violence, Abuse, Discrimination, Robbery,

April 24th 1955.

Autumn had submerged the small farming township in a variety of vibrant hues. The scentful woodlands that once donned a haughty olive green were now replaced by leaves of reds and golds, while the carpet of aged moss tapered from the path, revealing the smooshed soils which lay underneath.

Young snakelet Haechan wondered amongst the birch trees, his nostrils taking in the sweet, earthy aroma. He had lived in a hide-away, constructed by foraged branches and bark, forbidden from ever crossing the stone-paved enclosure and from ever entering the town.

He made feeble attempts to hunt. However, inexperience had left him with a diet that mostly consisted of fallen fruit and berries.

Haechan's ears perked as he heard the sounds of protests followed by squirming. He approached, carefully popping his head over the stone wall that kept him surrounded.

A little girl in a tulip skirt was crouched on the ground. Your knee was scraped while tears trickled down your flustered face. As you tried to crawl back onto your feet, you were pushed back down by one of the teenage boys.

"I haven't any money," You cried, wiping your watery eyes with the back of your scalloped sleeve.

They didn't believe you. The teenage boys continued to pester you, unbuckling your new leather sandals and forcibly removing them off your feet.

"Our boots sport holes, and yet, you have the nerve to say you haven't any money?"

Your utmost efforts to get away were pulverized as one of the boys lent his knees on your shoulders, pinning you down. Another dug into your pocket, stealing your embroidered purse. He undid the clasp and turned it upside down, a few golden coins tumbling out.

"What's this?" A boy demanded, "Dusting off the coins and counting them one by one."

Your parents had been one of the few farmers that had turned a profit this year, their apple orchids bearing a high abundance of fruits. In turn, they had bought you a new pair of leather tee-strapped sandals. They had also decided to start giving you a monthly allowance which you were free to spend on menial things such as sweets and lollies at the local confectionery counter.

"That's my pocket money!" Your struggle was hapless and to no avail.

Your desperate pleas went unheard or, more accurately, ignored by bystanders.

Haechan's tiny hands scrunched in exasperation. Against his better judgment, he scaled the stone wall and lunged at one of the teenagers.

The teenage boy stumbled back, startled by Haechan's appearance. He was no ordinary being.

"Hybrid," A few townsfolk gasped, discerning the red scales that littered down Haechan's face and neck.

You stared bewildered at the boy with the messy crimson hair. He was about your age. However, unlike you, he had an abdominally altered appearance. In particular, his striking eyes were an inky black beside the scarlet slit where his iris ought to have been.

"Give it back," Haechan hissed.

He hadn't much comprehension of the conceptualization of money. After all, he'd spent his entirety in the forest's depths. However, it was the act of thievery coupled with your innocent cries for help that made him see an impulsive shade of red.

One of the teenage boys picked up a rock that laid nearby. He lifted it above his head, aiming it at Haechan. Haechan dropped him fang's in response.

The rock was thrown, missing Haechan by inches. Haechan, in turn, lunged, ready to sink his venom into the boy's flesh.

You watched in horror, discerning that if the hybrid did what you thought he would do, it would end with a town manhunt. Without a second thought, you propelled yourself between the hybrid and the boy, raising your hands in defense.

It was too late for Haechan to fall back, his fangs unintentionally latching themselves onto your hand.

What have I done?

───

March 3rd 1964.

Wilted rose petals drifted from above. You slowly turned your head upward, your gaze mesmerized by the contrasting colors of red and blue. Your grasp on the straw woven basket you'd been carrying loosened. The contents inside spilled onto the clobberstones below.

The sound of children's laughter carried throughout the square as a band armed with brass instruments filled the space with their delightful tune. The man closest, sporting a pinstripe shirt and overalls, nudged his trumpet in your direction, motioning for you to join the crowd.

You politely declined, returning a pleasant smile instead. As you bent to collect your fabrics and dust off your embroidery hoop, you recalled today was the first day of the flower festival.

The flower festival was a three-day event held at the beginning of each spring. It was an old tradition your small country town had continued to celebrate.

You bobbed your head along to the wind instruments as you continued your journey back to your millinery business, a hattery you had opened up a year ago in the wake of your parents trading in their orchid for a small studio located in the bustling metropolis.

You had decided against joining them in the city, opting to remain in the small township you'd been all so familiar with. Sequentially, your parents provided you with a sizable deposit, allowing you to open your store in the proximity of the square—a prized location that opposed the railway station.

You twisted the mosaic-gold handle, the door chiming as you entered inside. Your shop was in abundance of tailored pieces, most holding a contemporary flair to their design. Some of your best sellers were the woolen mustard, dyed bowknot bowler cloche hats, and the beige pillow box hats with the lace, netted tulle that patterned their sides.

You greeted your shop assistant, who sat on a stool behind the textile bench shear, a mechanism specifically altered for fabrics and to increase the production of cut materials.

"Not a busy morning?" You observed, referring to the number of uncredited hat boxes on the counter beside the cash register.

"I suppose they're out celebrating the flower festival," Your shop assistant replied, a slight envy behind her words.

You lightly chuckled. Hera had been disheartened to pick up a shift on her day off despite your explanation it was optional.

"You can go," You placed down your straw woven basket, thrusting your thumb behind and towards the door.

Hera's fingers fidgeted with the needle and thread, nibbling on her bottom lip.

You knew why Hera was so reluctant of your offer. Her family had struggled during this year's plum harvest, their farm's funds nearly running dry. She needed the extra income where ever she could get it from.

"I'll pay you the day's rate," You heartily affirmed, "Now go, I'm sure you're children would love to send the last of the festivities with their mother,"

Hera's face uplifted. She profusely thanked you while she undid her apron.

"I can't express how much this means to me,"

"It's fine," You smiled, "Truly now go, while the sun is still out" You brushed off her gratitude.

The hattery became quiet once more. You stepped behind the counter, sorting and putting away some of the day's receipts. Lastly, you overrode the money till, lifting some bills and wedging the receipts underneath. As you slammed the tray closed, your pinky was jammed inbetween.

You held in a cry, weaseling it out. You quickly applied pressure with your other hand, willing the pain to dissipate. You stared at your throbbing finger, your eyes reminded of the two circular scars between your fourth and fifth knuckle.

It had been years since you had sustained that injury. The point where fangs had penetrated your skin.

Your mind briefly returned back to the young snake hybrid with the scarlet slitted eyes. You wondered how he faired and if he still loomed about in the forests which surrounded the town.

A part of you wished you could have thanked him for standing up for you that unfortunate day. Another part of your reminded yourself, he'd never want to lay eyes on you again—not after the township had punished him so.

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March 9th 1964

"I would like to be given work," Haechan said meekly, his sight trained at his blistered feet.

He was standing before the town's local council, in front of occupational men who'd decide upon his fate.

As a hybrid, Haechan was not privy to payment in the exchange of labor and services. In fact, hybrids of all kinds were highly discriminated against and considered less than. Most had been reduced to pets, unpaid servants, and under crude circumstances as entertainment.

However, Haechan's case differed from the more readily seen breeds of hybrid, as for he was the detestable and undesirable snake hybrid. A species humans found frightful and beastly.

He had been exiled to live in the brush, a lonesome existence between the trees. Without the council's permission, he wasn't allowed to leave nor attain a master.

Haechan hadn't particularly wanted to obtain a position as a servant, but he had grown pitiful, his existence on the edge of society too difficult. The last season of drought had been strenuous, food becoming too scares to forage.

He had calculated the last of his supplies and how they wouldn't last him much longer. His only option left was to appeal to the council's sensibilities.

"Hideous thing like you, who do you hope would take you in?" The one with a chevron mustache belittled.

"Let's not be so rash," The one next to him commented, "Do you have any traits which might attract an overseer?"

Haechan nervously twisted his thumb inside his opposite palm, "I'm strong," He offered, "I'm used to axing and lugging firewood to burn during the winter,"

The one with the chevron mustache rose, his polished mahogany loafer's tapping against the hardwood floors, "Look at his face," He prodded, "Nobody would want something like it around. We should just send it back."

Haechan took a glowered breath, attempting to keep his composure. However, his fangs had unintentionally slipped down over his bruised bottom lip.

The other man dramatically gasped, instructing Haechan to be tied down immediately. Everybody knew a snake hybrid's fangs contained venom. A venom so potent and deadly it could immobilize a human within but a couple of minutes.

"It goes back where it came," Were his final orders, no longer bothering to address Haechan directly.

Haechan was roughly bound. His mouth was strapped with a muzzle, restricting the movement of his jaw.

I sabotage every chance I get. Haechan grimily stated to himself.

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March 17th 1964.

As the hours passed, a dense, dreary fog settled over the town's square. The darkness of night had since consumed the last of the day while the waning gibbous moon hung somber behind the clouds, its shine lustreless due to the ominous fog.

Haechan peered outside his cage, sighting that the guard had fallen asleep against what was left of a torn-down pillar.

This is my chance. It's now or never.

Haechan was unsure why, but the one with the chevron mustache had decidedly kept Haechan locked inside a steel cage instead of releasing him back to forests outside of town. Haechan tried not to dwell on what the man had in store of him. Humans could be the cruelest of beings.

Over the week, Haechan's health had quickly deteriorated. He was plagued with the constant ache of hunger while his legs and arms protested the cramped conditions he had been confined in.

It was a stroke of luck this foggy night that the guard had dozed not too far from the cage, close enough for Haechan to wiggle his arm through the bars and steal the key that hung on a chain around the guard's neck.

Haecahn hadn't a plan on where he'd go. He was certainly was not welcomed in this township, yet he fretted that he might not have the strength to haul himself over the stone walls and into the forest green.

Haechan's legs trembled as they struggled to hold his weight.

I'm not going to make it. I'm going to be caught once more. He thought hopelessly.

───

You covered a yawn with the back of your hand. The hour growing all the more later.

You stood beside the shelves which line the back wall of your hattery. You had stayed back late to count the inventory, making a list of velvets, linens, and ribbons that you'd have to specially order during your next trip to the city.

You placed down the pen and paper on the counter, remembering you ought to count the leftover displays in the window. Depending on what remained, you may have to spend what was left of your weekend designing new and saleable hats to display in the shop's front.

As you made your way to the window, you noticed a shadowy figure sway side to side. The man soon collapsed just before your shop.

You immediately went to assist them, worry etched on your forehead. The man had slumped front first into the cobblestones, his face hidden from you until you turned him over.

A gasp escaped from your throat.

It couldn't be?

The man's was face littered with red scales.

Haechan gradually reopened his eyes, stupefied by a beautiful face staring back at him.

Those crimson eyes were just as you remembered.

Haechan hissed, squirming out of your lap.

"It's okay," You gently assured .

Haechan cowered back, his shoulders raised to his ears as if he predicted you’d hit him.

Your eyes saddened. All you wanted to convey was that you meant no harm.

"Little snake," Your voice was void of venom. Your words weren't hostile. On the contrary, you spoke from a place of endearment.

Haechan reluctantly lifted his eyes, meeting your welcoming gaze.

"Stay,"

Such a small word held a world of meaning.

You lift an arm, gingerly brushing the side of your index finger against the Haechan's vermilion scales. The rich red began at the height of his cheekbones and continued down the hollows of his cheeks.

"Until you gather your strength,"

Haechan's bit down on his bruised lip. He made an effort to contemplate your offer, to remain objective. However, his subjective heart would have given itself to you at that very moment. In fact, it would have broken itself for you had you asked.

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jongins-laceglove · 4 years

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The Beginning

of The End.

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It’d been a peaceful day. he hadn’t had many customers, and Baekhyun was wiping down the last of the shot glasses he’d used earlier for coffee- one of the last things he had to do before was on break.

right as he moved to head back and grab the broom- the bell rang, and he huffed under his breath and turned back around. so much for extra effort...

“Hello! welcome to Mini’s Cafe, how might I help you today?”

he noticed how the tallest of a large group walked up, holding a list and a lopsided grin on his face, and Baekhyun thought he’d melt into a puddle on the ground. he had to fight the urge to coo at him and reach across the counter to run his fingers through his fluffy silver hair.

Chanyeol carefully read off everything that were on the list, making sure to get everything right.

“Will that be for here or to go?”

Chanyeol seemed to ponder over this for a second, until his eyes lit up and a huge smile spread across his face “For here, please~! and can you add one of those Truffle Cakes that I hear are so famous around here to that?”

at this, Baekhyun perked right up, and he had to wrap his fluffy raccoon tail around his leg to keep it from wagging. “Of course! Just give me a few minutes, and i’ll be right out with that! And can I get a name?”

the giant smiled at him widely “Chanyeol”

as Chanyeol and the others went and sat down, Baekhyun nearly skipped into the back- but he saved himself from further embarrassment- barely. out of all the things he enjoyed, baking and making coffee were easily two of his favorites, so working at this cafe was as enjoyable as it could be for a raccoon hybrid..

for as long as he could remember, people always looked down on him for being a raccoon. he was bullied constantly growing up, for countless things. being an orphan was one of them. he’d worked hard for everything he had, his grades, his food and his happiness. being an 19 year old who was beginning to get his life together and was happy with where it stood didn’t stop people from pushing him around. in fact, he was the customers’ favorite to push around and talk down to. he received threats and overreactions daily. but that was just how he had to live, I guess.

he pulled a new bag of coffee beans out so he could swap it out when the other one ran out and he replaced it with the empty backup bag they kept there. he didn’t really need to take it out, but at this point it was just engraved into his being to have an extra bag there.

as he was finishing up the drinks, he noticed that Chanyeol was sitting by the window- separate from the rowdy group, writing in a notebook. he smiled to himself as he saw Chanyeol’s face twist in concentration.

he decided to give Chanyeol his drink last, so that he could try to talk to him a bit. he ignored it when one of the people grabbed onto the string of his apron as he walked away and pulled, and as it fell open he could feel the other’s eyes on his ass. he simply ignored them and behind him, tying it closed once again, nearly getting started as he heard Chanyeol growl at the other.

he walked back from the front with Chanyeol’s cake and coffee in hand.

“One truffle cake and one iced americano~”

Chanyeol looked up from his notebook with wide, innocent eyes as he noticed baekhyun walking up to him in his peripheral vision, and smiled sweetly at him as he sat them down next to him. “thank you so much! i’ll eat it well~”

Baekhyun just smiled at him over his shoulder as he turned to walk away, but stopped as Chanyeol looked like he had something to say.

“H-hey, do you happen to be friends with the owner here? His name is Minseok.”

Baekhyun tilted his head, his black fringe tickling at his lashes, and narrowed his eyes at the man.

“What’s it to you? And, how do you know that name..?” -Minseok had specifically asked all of his employees to keep as much about him a secret as possible from anybody who asked, the only exceptions being a select few he never really cared much to learn the names of- considering how Minseok mentioned that there was a very low chance they’d actually ever turn up.

Chanyeol’s eyes widened, and he blinked a few times before looking back down to his notebook. “Aaaahhhh, he must have sworn you all to secrecy or something.. that Minseok, he always has been paranoid.” he chuckled, looking back up at the waiter.

Baekhyun furrowed his brows, eyes hardening further “You didn’t answer my question.” he shot back.

Chanyeol sighed, putting his hands up in surrender.

“Look, i’m just wondering how my old friend is doing. It’s been a while since i’ve been back in town, and I was hoping to see him again after so long. you know, to catch up?”

this made Baekhyun relax significantly, but he was still wary. “I see.. well, I don’t know where he is right now. You’ll have to see him later.”

Chanyeol rolled his eyes at how difficult this raccoon was being, but at the same time he wasn’t surprised. they were always like this when he asked about his old friend. “Doesn’t he have a phone for you to call? or has the old man finally cut himself off from the outside world completely?” he said, raising a brow.

“He does, and I will call him later. Stay if you want, but don’t complain to me if it takes a while.” was all he said before he walked away.

it was now 3 hours later, and Chanyeol was on his third cup of coffee. he still scribbled in his sketchbook in the corner, though by now it had gotten significantly darker. Baekhyun was hiding behind the doorframe in the back of the cafe, trying his best not to be seen as he stared at the way the sun kissed Chanyeol’s skin and made his dark chocolate eyes stransform to the color of glittering honey. the black dots the size of pennies on his cheekbones stood out even more, and don’t even get him started on the caramel brown ears at the top of his head that Baekhyun just wanted to read out and touch-

“Hey, Baekhyun!” Baekhyun jumped, slipped and fell, right through the door. he looked behind him and saw Chanyeol staring at him with wide eyes

“GEEZ, maybe be a little more quiet next time, Taeil?” he said, dusting off the back of his pants as he stood up, facing the kitchen again

Taeil chuckled, shifting from one foot to the other “Sorry baek, it’s just not every day I see you so, um.. invested in a customer..” he said, wiggling his brows at the now horrified raccoon.

“SHHH- don’t say that Taeil- he can HEAR YOU ya know.” Baekhyun practically screeched at the bear

he smiled at Baekhyun cheekily “Yeah, I know. it’s about time you get some d-“ Baekhyun jumped, clasping his hand over Taeil’s mouth in a final attempt to shut him up.

“Just please,” Baekhyun said, taking off his apron and hanging it up on the hook “Take care of any customers that come- I have to call Minseok.”

Taeil’s eyes widened at that- Baekhyun almost never had to call Minseok. he nodded quickly and waddled away to grab his own apron. “Alright, fine.. even though it’s not my shift, i’ll do this one little thing for you.. but i’m leaving right after, and you owe me!” he called after Baekhyun.

Baekhyun shook his head and brushed it off “Yeah, whatever.. thanks anyways!”

he woke up from his nap with a start, and he fell off the tree branch he was oh so peacefully sleeping on. he had to pull out his wings to stop himself from hitting the ground, and he sat there, hovering in a daze as he tried to figure out what just happened. he glanced around to figure out what the sound was- and oh, it was just his phone ringing.

“Hello? who’s this.” he said in a rough voice, still annoyed that he was woken up

“Hi, Mini~! it’s Baekhyun. I was just calling to tell you know some stuff you might find interesting.”

“Ah, okay. What did you want to tell me?”

“Well, there’s this guy here. He said he wanted to speak with you? His name was ‘Chanyeol’ or something like that. He’s also been sitting here for hours drinking coffee and writing stuff down... he’s kind of weird, honestly. But he’s really cute! I wonder how you know each other..” Baekhyun was just rambling at this point, and Minseok had frozen when he heard him mention the name Chanyeol, half listening and ignoring the cheeky tone of the last bit he’d said.

“Wait wait wait, did you just say Chanyeol??!”

“Uh, yeah..? Why? What significance does that name have to you, Minseok?”

“Nothing, nothing.... I just haven’t heard it in a while, is all. What else did he-“

“Whaaattt??? Oh, sorry Minseok, i’m talking to him right now. .... Renjun? who’s that. Why do I want him to call again? Who’s yixing??? Jeno? Jaemin? you know what, just take the damn phone. Minseok, you’re on speaker now.”

“Hello? Minseok? I need you to come to the cafe, i’m already here with Baekhyun. I don’t have time to explain, I just need you to get Renjun, Jeno, Jaemin, Jisung, Chenle and yixing here as soon as possible.”

“Are you serious?!! After all these years, you’re going to come back now?! What’s this about, hm? did you get a vision or something?!” Minseok choked out, trying to hold back his emotions

“Y-yeah, actually... I did have a vision. That’s what i’m here for. And it’s urgent, Minseok. That much I can’t tell. Now, you can yell at me all you want when you’re at the cafe, I promise. Please just hurry, that’s all I ask.”

he huffed. he was torn between completely ignoring the man, or listening to him. though it did sound rather important..

“Fine. I’ll call Renjun and Yixing, and i’ll be there shortly.” he said as he finally got up off the ground and hung up, running inside his house to get changed as he called Renjun.

“What do you want.”

“Well you’re quite chipper today! Did you sleep well last night?” he chuckled out as he buttoned up his tan pants and reached for a white tshirt.

“It’s none of your business.. now, i’ll ask again what do you want??”

“I need you to call the others and have them meet up at the cafe. As soon as possible. Like within the next ten minutes soon.” he braced himself for the complaining and yelling from the other, but it never came it. all he got in return was silence.

“It’s about Chanyeol, isn’t it.” it was more of a statement than a question, and Minseok knew this.

he sighed and nodded, even though he knew Renjun couldn’t see him. “Yeah. all he said was that it was urgent... and i’ll call Yixing on my way so you don’t need to worry about him. I’ll see you soon?”

he heard a hefty sigh of annoyance, then some rustling in the background. “Fine. I’ll be there soon. Hurry.” then he hung up.

Minseok shook his head and chuckled as he slowed to a stop in his doorway and called Yixing.

“Hi Minseok! What’s up?” well good, seems like Yixing was in a good mood..

“Oh good, you’re up! I need you to meet me at the cafe as soon as you can. Can you do that?”

“Uh- yeah, why? Is it Chanyeol??”

geez, how did everyone know it was Chanyeol?! well then again, that’s all he ever did. follow his visions like a lost puppy.

“Yup. I’m about to leave now. See you soon?”

“Yeah!” Minseok heard the sound of violent winds, and the next thing he knew the call disconnected. damn yixing, he always forgot about the calls disconnecting when he teleported...

he tucked his phone securely in his pocket and zipped it closed, and he was off.

he ran through the woods and shocking speeds. after about 30 seconds of picking up momentum, he jumped on a tree, bouncing off the side and jumping to the top, and onto the limb of an even larger tree, then soaring into the air. his wings exploded out of his back, sending the trees near him bending back from the force.

he felt his fingernails lengthen into talons and his eyesight sharpen tenfold. he could hear everything within a mile radius, and every beat of his wings sent him lurching forward.

he laughed as he soared through the sky, twisting and turning every which way- he didn’t really fly often, because he didn’t really see a need for it. but when he finally did stretch his wings, boy did it feel good. he felt the wind bite at his skin as he flew straight for his cafe in the small town- to any bystanders who might see him he’d just be a blur in the sky.

he landed on the ground right outside of his cafe, stumbling a bit as he pulled his wings back in, almost falling straight into the door, but then he shoved his hands onto the glass, falling backwards. he closed his eyes and tensed, preparing himself for the impact- that never came. he looked up to see who was the owner of the hands he felt on his back, and his eyes met Jisung.

“Hi, Minseok! it’s nice to see you!” the boy giggled out “Are you okay?”

“Yeah i’m fine..” he said, getting up and dusting himself off “Thanks for catching me though.” he said as he brushed himself off and straightened up.

he looked past jisung and saw Renjun walking towards them- followed by Chenle, Jeno and Jaemin, and waved at them.

Jisung looked over his shoulder and smiled, bouncing over to Chenle and grabbing his hand, wordlessly pulling him into the cafe as Chenle followed, whining his protests.

Minseok chuckled and walked up to the door, holding it open for the others.

“FINALLY!! I was starting to lose hope!”

Baekhyun’s loud voice rang out through the cafe, making half of them jump.

“please Baekhyun, we didn’t take that long.. do you just have no patience at all?” Renjun replied, clearly not up for dealing with Baekhyun’s antics.

Chenle and Jisung walked over to where Baekhyun was sitting with Chanyeol and Yixing, smoothies in hand.

Minseok looked at them suspiciously “Since when do you two know how to make those...?” he said, side-eying Baekhyun.

“Oh come on Minseok, I only showed them how to make smoothies and nothing else!”

he huffed at him “Fine, whatever.. it alright I gues-“ he was cut off as a blur rushed past him- too fast for him to grab and by the time he had turned his head, Jaemin was already preparing a coffee on the machine, looking up at Minseok with a shameless grin on his face.

“Oh no, you don’t- get your ass back here!”

he ran after Jaemin, trying to grab him by the hair- and he missed, this time reaching for his tail- success!

Jaemin yelped in shock as he felt Minseok’s rough hand grab at his tail “Don’t you have any manners, you-you- you JERK?!” he stutter-yelled at the man as he yanked his tail out of his hands with his own.

Minseok simply laughed in victory “If it means my coffee machines last longer, then no. No I do not.” he said, now dragging Jaemin back to the table by his ear “Now sit down, i’ll make it for you..”

Minseok met eyes with Chanyeol and crossed his arms, straightening up “Well, what was so urgent?” Jaemin started to whine in protest at having to wait for his coffee, but was silenced by a kick to the knee from under the table by Renjun.

Chanyeol cleared his throat “Well... the thing is, I had a vision. For the ones of you who don’t know who- or rather what I am, i’m a telepathic. We’re kind of rare nowadays-“

Renjun cleared his throat, speaking up “I’m one too. I can detect emotions and see what people’s intentions are before they can even finish a thought. Though I don’t know what you can do..” he trailed off.

the others nodded in agreement, seemingly knowing more than they cared to let on.

“I was just getting to that. I had a um.. a sort of vision. they’re never too specific, but I get the necessary details. such as, that it was very urgent, and that all of us specifically needed to be here and now. I don’t know what’s going on, or what’s going to happen. But I know we’re in danger.”

right then, Chenle, Jisung and Chanyeol all froze and sniffed the air.

“Um, guys..? What’s up. speak to us.” Yixing said, knowing that look in chanyeol and Renjun’s eyes.

Renjun shot up, a look of knowing and anger flashing in his eyes “Murder. I smell murder.” he growled out, and bolted outside before they could even register what’d happened.

Chanyeol looked fearful for the small boy, but when he met eyes with Yixing, he knew he’d be okay. they all got up and took off after him outside, the smell of blood now tickling all of their noses.

they all froze as they looked up at the angry black sky. There was electricity buzzing in the air, lightning bolts struck in the distance, thunder so angry that it reverberated for miles and miles- shaking them all so hard they thought they’d fall over. they all flinched as Renjun burst into flames- red hot bright orange wings erupting from his back, a tail falling out from underneath his shirt, and they stared in shock at his now glowing orange hair that had glowing ashes falling from it.

he ruffled his wings and turned to the others, his eyes glowing orange. “Well? What are you waiting for, Minseok? I think we have a job to do.” he pointed to the town, where they could smell the potency of blood.

Minseok nodded once, and stretched as his lion tail flicked behind him- his nails once again turning to talons, scales pushing up through the skin of his arms in scattered patterns, and his off white eagle wings ripping through his back- and he flapped them a few times- nearly knocking the others over.

he turned to Yixing now, his face twisted in worry. “You know what to do.”

Yixing nodded his head curtly, flicking his wrist casing a shimmering Ube forcefield to fall over the others. “I’m going to need you to stay here. I don’t know what could happen so.. please don’t try to fight against it, as it’s directly connected to me, and hurting it will only drain me of energy I might need to possibly heal Yixing, Renjun and anybody else who might need it.” he said, motioning to them with his hand. they simply nodded in acknowledgement.

and with this, Renjun and Minsek took off in the air, straight for the bigger part of town as Yixing ran under them on the ground, and before they knew it they were gone.

they froze as they took in what they saw. there was blood everywhere, splattered on buildings and cars, painting the streets and some still spilling out of dying hybrids. Yixing quickly got to work to save who he could, while Renjun put up a giant ring of fire around them- and they heard the snarls of predatory animals who’d lost their minds. “Renjun?!” Minseok tried, hoping the boy would know what was going on.

“There seems to have been some kind of massive energy shift... and i think it caused the predatory animals in radius to go lost their minds. they’ve gone on a bloodlust rampage.. i’ve trapped them all in here. There’s no hope for them, Minseok... we’re going to have to kill them.”

Minseok sighed and nodded his head. “Then i’ll go right, you go left.” renjun nodded and took off, and when Minseok turned to look- all he’d seen were fires erupting in various areas of the circle.

right after they’d taken care of the last of them, they looked up at the sky, and they were nearly knocked off their feet at what they saw. Yixing and Minseok ran off to find Renjun, and when they found him he was trembling on the ground, mumbling incoherent sentences. “YIXING!!” Minseok screamed, and Yixing scrambled to heal the boy. after a few minutes of Yixing holding his glowing hands over Renjun’s head, he was fine. he shot up, and his eyes went straight to the sky, and Yixing and Minseok’s eyes followed.

Minseok choked out a gasp “what in the hell is that?!!” the sky had a giant rip in it- it was glowing white and it rippled, growing by the second. Suddenly they felt the ground shake underneath them violently, and all they could hear was their own screams and the earth growling angrily- until it all stopped. they gasped and tried to steady themselves.

they looked up and saw the rip in the sky stabilize, and for a second they thought they’d be fine... until it imploded. their whole world went white- they couldn’t see, and for a second, they couldn’t even hear.

“What the hell is going on Renjun?!” Minseok screamed out, barely capable of thinking straight.

Renjun took in a shaky gasp, and closed his eyes to gain composure. “The beginning of the end.” and right after he uttered those words, their world went back to normal, and they breathed a collective sigh of relief, unknowing of how their world would never be the same again.

To be continued...

#nct #exo #nct dream #nct crossover #exo crossover #nct exo crossover #nct au #exo au #kpop #kpop fanfiction #kpop au #nct hybrid #nct hybrid au #exo hybrid #exo hybrid au #exo fanfiction #nct fanfiction #nct powers au #exo powers au

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ladymashamiki · 5 years

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SO!

Quick little update on the NCT hybrid fic. Thank you for all your feedback and encouragement, I really appreciate the response! I have decided to work on the story, so it IS coming, but it may take some time. I almost have the storyline completed, so after that I will start actually writing. Hopefully I’ll have more to update soon!

(GIF is not mine)

#johnny seo #nct fanfic #nct fanfiction #nct hybrid au #hybrid fic #hybrid au #johnny x reader #photographer johnny #hybrid reader #new fic

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notnctu · 3 years

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nctblr ff survey results

hello nctblr writing community! i made a short form to assess reader preferences! originally, it was for me to optimize my own writing and to satisfy my own curiosity about what my readers enjoy to read. but i thought, why limit it to my own audience? I hope, readers and writers alike, can find these results helpful to your own works!

I had 162 responses and so, i want to thank everyone who took the time to take this survey and for the many writers who reblogged it! the audience is reflective of those who it reached in the nctblr community from reblogs and predominantly my own audience. with that being said, i am a blog that writes for both SFW and SMUT content. regardless, i hope you can find these intriguing and rather helpful!

please do not repost these results, but reblog/like/share it to your hearts content! these results are from JAN 2021.

i would like to preface to everyone to respect the opinions of the results and not to cause any discrepancy when viewing. if so, i will delete your comments. this is a safe place and i will not tolerate any slander regarding how the results played out. okie thank you!! you may view everything under the cut and again, lots of love and thank you to everyone!

general info questions:

1. are you a minor or 18+?

18+: 133/162 (82.1%) minor: 29/162 (17.9%)

2. who is/are your nct biases?

*i want to note that many people selected multiple members for this question and aren’t reflective of who they read for. you will see later in the post that who people read for have different results.

3. what timezone are you in?

- EST (32)

- GMT (17)

- PST, Pacific (18)**

- PST, Philippine Standard Time (3)**

- GMT +8 (14)

- CST (13)

- IST (7)

- GMT +7 (6)

- CET (6)

- AEST (5)

for the sake of keeping this post not excessively long, these are the top 10 timezones that had the most responses. there are also people who didn’t know their timezones. ** a lot of people didn’t specify between Philippine or pacific, and the 3 under Philippine standard times were the only ones that did.

4. what days do you prefer to read?

1. doesn’t matter (149)

2. saturday (12)

3. sunday (9)

4. friday (7)

5. tuesday (3)

6. wednesday (2)

7. monday (1) & thursday (1)

5. what times do you prefer to read?

1. 12 AM - 3 AM (44)

2. 3 AM - 6 AM (10)

3. 6 AM - 9 AM (6)

4. 9 AM - 12 PM (6)

5. 12 PM - 3 PM (11)

6. 3PM - 6PM (24)

7. 9PM - 12 AM (50)

8. doesn’t matter (97)

the bold ones are the times with the significant amount of higher votes.

fanfiction questions

6. what genres do you read/prefer the most?

1. fluff (121) 2. angst (101) 3. smut (96)

here are some that others included under the other option:

angst with happy ending (5) a mix of all three (3) slowburn (2) crack/humor (2)

7. what are your FAVORITE tropes/aus?

1. college au (112) 2. enemies to lovers (108) 3. best friends to lovers (91) 4. bad boy au (70) 5. childhood best friends to lovers (69) 6. fwb au (65) 7. friends to lovers (64) 8. soulmates au (62) 9. established relationship (59) 10. hogwarts au (55) 11. fantasy/supernatural (48) 12. strangers to lovers (45) / high school au (45)

some that others included under the other option:

idol au (3), coffee, mafia (8), fake dating (3), racing (2), reverse tropes, royalty (2), crush, mutual pining, mythology (2), ceo, idiots to lovers, based on tv shows/books/movies, dystopia, roommates (2), pwp, medical, rich kid/private school, historical, arranged marriage

8. what are your LEAST favorite tropes/aus?

1. fantasy/supernatural (50) 2. hogwarts au (40) 3. established relationship (29) 4. high school au (27) 5. bad boy (25) 6. soulmate (21) 7. none (18) 8. fwb au (13) 9. childhood best friends (12) 10. enemies to lovers (11) 11. strangers to lovers (7) 12. best friends to lovers (6) 13. college au (4) 14. friends to lovers (3)

some that others included under the other option:

sports au, royal (2), mafia (2), exes to lovers, stalker, yandere (2), hybrid, idol

9. story length preference?

15+k words and 4k-6k words tied for most at 33 votes (20.4%), while less than 1k words got the least at 2 votes (1.2%). 13k - 15k words had the second fewest at 8 votes (4.9%).

10. who do you read for the MOST?

top 5 members who are read for the MOST:

1. Haechan (90) 2. Jaemin (79) 3. Jeno (76) 4. Mark (70) 5. Jaehyun (66)

please note that this should not discourage you from writing for other members!

11. who do you WANT to see more fics written for?

top members who people want to see more fics for:

1. Doyoung (50) 2. Xiaojun (45) / Yangyang (45) 3. Renjun (43) / Kun (43) 4. Taeil (35) 5. Sungchan (31)

a biased a/n: i say this alot on my blog... but my mans dy’s tags are so dry and its obvious others know this too... so i hope this gives you more insight about who to write for!

12. Open Response Addition Feedback

- ALL OF YALLS WRITERS ARE AMAZING!!! Thank you so much for supplying us nctzens with A+++ quality fics to fill our days. Often times I seriously am at awe with how amazing all of you write and I’d think to myself, “damn.. i’m really getting all of this for free.” SO THANK YOU, YOU BEAUTIFUL AND MAGNIFICENT BEINGS. We all love and appreciate you guys so damn much ♥️

- thank you so much for taking time to write ♥️ i really wish i had time to write an ask/message to every writer who’s works i have read cause it helps me get through the day, especially when im on my study break 🥺♥️

- I appreciate you for even caring about our preferences :D writers don’t get enough credit and I wish yall know how valued you are in this community <3 take care and stay safe

- smut shouldn't be in high school AU's :// and people should stop using images from when members were underage in their smut headers :///// also, thank you for doing this!!!

- whatever you write is amazing and your opinion of your work should come before the readers. remember that you’re writing for yourself before you write for readers <3

- to all writers, i love u and ur art! keep the magic happening <3

- There's too little of doyoung smut collection

and to everyone who left me personal messages, thank you!! you’re all so sweet and im glad to be able to do this for everyone :)

conclusion

thank you for making it this far and hopefully, this helps you in your own writing endeavors! i know this definitely helped me in many ways with my own and im more than grateful for everyone who participated (reblogging my survey, taking it, leaving open feedback). let me know if you have any questions :)

#nct scenarios #nct scenario #nct #nct fanfic #nct imagines #nct imagine #nct dream #nct 127 #wayv #nct smut #nct fluff #nct angst #kpop writing #kpop scenarios

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flurrys-creativity · 3 years

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Fic Writer Tag

Thank you for tagging me @rebelspy I’m a little late but better late than never, right? :D Also I realized this was the tag game @star-lemonade tagged me in like weeks ago.. sorry I’m late... I didn’t want this to flop.. I swear.. I just didn’t have the time... yeah..

Let’s just start before I make a fool out of myself even more!

1. What fandoms have you written for (but do not currently)?

None.. I started writing fanfiction with kpop and I’m only adding groups instead of dropping them.. actually I tried doing something with Harry Potter but I never went past the planning stage.. Though I do have a schedule for every year and all the classes in Hogwarts :D

2. What fandoms are you currently writing for?

Yes. It’s kpop and mainly ateez, bts, got7, day6 and the rose.. Though I might add nct and shinee as well.. and I know it won’t stop there..

3. How long have you been writing?

Since I was 16 (am turning 27 this year) so a while.. though I had several loooong breaks in those ten/eleven years.. like when I was 18 I stopped completely and picked it up with 19 again.. same thing when I was 21 and I picked it up with 23 I think.. rough times.. rough times...

4. On which platforms do you post your stories?

I used to post my stories on wattpad.. in German though... and only when I started writing fanfiction I started posting on tumblr (that was almost two years ago) and with post+ coming I might start posting on ao3... (I really don’t want to move away from here)

5. What is your favourite genre to write?

Crime, Suspense, Fantasy.. that kind of stuff.. though it’s a looot of planning and thinking, which makes it a little hard.. therefore I write more fluff and slice of life stuff.. because it’s sometimes easier to produce..

6. Are you a pantser or a planner?

Yes. Sometimes I plan... sometimes I bullshit my way through..

7. One-shot or multi-chapter?

Both! One-shots are wonderful for a quick read and easier to write because when it’s done it’s done.. but multi-chapters are amazing as well because you can go more in depths and plan everything out and some things just need more time to unfold..

8. What is the perfect chapter length in your opinion?

3-5k yeah.. that seems good.. it doesn’t end too quickly but it’s not too long as well..

9. What is your longest published story?

That would be Say my name as of now... multi-chaptered and each chapter around 3.5-4k.. though once Wabi-sabi is finished I’m sure it will pass Say my name.. One shot wise it would Querencia and Cat-sitting.. both a little over 10k..

10. Which story did you enjoy working on the most?

Say my name... definitely!! I felt sooo enspired and intrigued with the idea and I really think it’s the best I’ve written so far?!

11. Favourite request you’ve written and why?

I’m currently writing one which I really like because demon is totally my thing! But about the ones I’ve written so far.. a San smut request.. I titled it Tackle you down and I’m super proud of it?! I did a lot of Taekwondo research for that and it’s just nice.. yeah..

12. Are there reoccuring themes in your stories?

Angst? Maybe? I often include some angst aspects and heavy themes.. some of those so I can process stuff from my life I guess...

13. Current number of wips?

Too many. 26.. six of them being series..

14. THree things you have noticed about your writing?

Uhm... it’s heavily influenced by my German grammar.. it’s varying?! like I don’t have a specific genre I write for because I basically write anything that I like.. and it’s something I like to go back to when I feel stuck..

15. A quote you like from a published story?

@cheriebeom would say my infamous quote is “Shut up Suh and kiss me” :D otherwise I don’t know... I like most sentences I write.. and I don’t know every sentence by heart so I can quote them here.. (pretty sure I made a mistake with the Suh quote already)

16. A quote from an unpublished story?

hmm........ “ Wasn't it the compassion and morality that a person could feel that made humans the highest species?”

That’s a quote from the third chapter of dépaysement.. a hybrid series with Choi San from Ateez.. I really like this story.. and once I’ve written at least half of the wips I want to concentrate on this story again..

17. Space for you to say something to your readers.

Thank you. Thank you for reading my stories, thank you for liking my stories, thank you for reblogging and or commenting on my stories. You guys are my motivation to write, so hearing from you, hearing your thoughts and feedback fuels me. I appreaciate each and everyone of you (even when I don’t know you’ve been silently reading the stories) I’m just happy to know my stories can reach others... so thank you!

I won’t tag anyone because I’m late as usual.. but should you be interested to answer those questions, feel yourself tagged!

#tag game #tagged #it took me a while to find some quotes...#but this was fun #I liked it

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thesunnyshow · 3 years

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Name: kelsie Writing Blog URL(s): @lovingyong

Age: 22

Nationality: american

Languages: english, some sign language and spanish

Star Sign: libra

MBTI: INFJ

Favorite color: pink

Favorite food: taco bell (lol)

Favorite movie: pride and prejudice, kill bill, gone with the wind, or the handmaiden

Favorite ice cream flavor: green tea

Favorite animal: otter

Coffee or tea? What are you ordering? tea or hot chocolate. never coffee because i’m allergic

Dream job (whether you have a job or not): human rights attorney or writer

Go-to karaoke song: never gonna give you up - rick astley

If you could have one superpower, what would you choose? teleportation

If you could visit a historical era, which would you choose? mmm hard to say bc i enjoy my rights as a woman so i guess probably the 90s

If you could restart your life, knowing what you do now, would you? Only starting at the summer before high school

Would you rather fight 100 chicken-sized horses or one horse-sized chicken? horse sized chicken but i could not explain why. It’s just my gut instinct

If you were a trope in a teen high school movie, what would you have been? I was the floater/nobody for sureeeee

Do you believe in aliens/supernatural creatures? yes aliens allll the way lets go

Fun fact about yourself that not everyone would know? I only type with two fingers on each hand but can still type 60 wpm

What fandom(s) do you write for? nct but i want to also start writing for haikyuu soon

When did you post your first piece? july of 2018

Do you write fluff/angst/crack/general/smut, combo, etc? Why? I like a good combo. Life is never completely fluffy or totally angsty. It’s good to have a balance to make it all seem more realistic and immersive

Do you write OCs, X Readers, Ships...etc? x reader right now but when i write for haikyuu, it’ll be ships

Why did you decide to write for Tumblr? I think it was just… there and available. Ao3 is fun but there’s not a lot of chances or opportunities for interaction so i decided to go back to the hellsite

What inspires you to write? Oh goodness, anything and everything. Oftentimes it’s music. I hear a song and i’m immediately like i need a story for this asap

What genres/AUs do you enjoy writing the most? Mafia and crime. It’s such a guilty pleasure of mine

What do you hope your readers take away from your work? I just want it to be a temporary escape and provide at least some form of enjoyment

What do you do when you hit a rough spot creatively? Read more or watch anime just because both of those are enjoyable things for me but can also give me the inspiration to create again

What is your favorite work and why? Your most successful? you may regret this is literally my baby. It’s not my favorite, but i think taeyong’s spin off story, a way out, is because it's everything i wanted for ymrt, i just didn’t have the same skills at the time. Another favorite of mine is hanakotoba because it’s literally my heart and soul in a story and i’ll always have that deep personal connection to it. My most successful is white knuckle tight which is truly still fascinating for me because it was an idea i got on a random tuesday during christmas break and i just ran with it. I think it’s an alright story but it’s far from my favorite. I lack the emotional attachment that i have to other pieces.

Who is your favorite person to write about? taeyong. Writing him is almost like second nature to me. His character is always the easiest for me to construct and i think people will find he’s the most consistent character throughout stories. There’s not as much variation.

Do you think there’s a difference between writing fanfiction vs. completely original prose? Yes and no. i think writing kpop fanfiction is much more similar to original prose because you don’t have a world to build around. You only have a person. In fact, you don’t even have that. You only have an idea of a person to construct into a character. I think the only difference is that you can get away with a lot more unreasonable plot lines.

What do you think makes a good story? Good characters and enough emotion to create an attachment to the plot. I want to care about what’s happening and the best way to do that is by leading me to some sort of connection to the characters

What is your writing process like? Very chaotic and sporadic. I’ll come up with ideas at 3 am, make a random note about it, and then do my best to bring it to life when i’m actually awake. I don’t plan. I just have snippets of scenes i would like to include. So much of it is just writing whatever comes to mind while im writing it

Would you ever repurpose a fic into a completely original story? I’m doing so with one right now, though 8-% of it is getting scrapped and changed. There’s nothing wrong with that though. Having good bones is what matters and i think this story has exactly that

What tropes do you love, and what tropes can’t you stand? I love enemies to loves if it’s done right. Exes to lovers is another classic. Mafia is a given. Hanahaki and soulmates always does something to my heart. I can’t stand hybrid and a/b/o fics idk why i just have never been able to get into them. Yandere like tropes are also really hard to do right so i usually avoid those as well

How much would you say audience feedback/engagement means to you? It means a lot. I’m sure any writer can tell you that but it’s truly the reason i still write fanfic and haven’t just given up and written only original prose.

What has been one of the biggest factors of your success (of any size)? Timing. It’s always about which member is really getting to people at the moment and which trope is gaining traction. 85% of writing on tumblr is kind of just dumb luck

Do you think fanfic writers get unfairly judged? Yes. i think it just comes from lack of understanding

Do you think art can be a medium for change? Without a doubt. Art pieces as well as writings have made significant impacts in my life in a variety of ways. It’s a medium of awareness and recognition

Do you ever feel there are times when you’re writing for others, rather than yourself? Not really because i kind of just do whatever the fuck i want (sorry for my language lol) but i usually come up with totally self indulgent ideas and then just do it.

Do you ever feel like people have misunderstood you or your writing at times? No… not yet. I expected someone to with shattered memories but it seemed to do and say what i wanted to

Do your offline friends/loved ones know you write for Tumblr? My roommates. My friends know i write they just don’t know what

What is one thing you wish you could tell your followers? I’m doing my best and i wish i could put stories out more often

Do you have any advice for aspiring writers who might be too scared to put themselves out there? Just go for it. You have to try if you want to see any sort of results. Plus these people don’t know you so what’s the risk

Are there any times when you regret joining Tumblr? nah

Do you have any mutuals who have been particularly formative/supportive in your Tumblr journey? Kai, jewel, and abbey for sure. They were some of my closest mutuals when my blog really started to take off

Pick a quote to end your interview with:

You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You’re on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who’ll decide where to go… - dr. seuss

#@lovingyong #feature author #thesunnyshow #nct #episode 49 #haikyuu

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