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forhereyesonlyyy · 1 year

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cupid’s work. — a jang wonyoung x reader short.

word count: 1.9k

author’s note: trying something new! a lot of the things in my drafts are super long, so i wanted to try my hand at writing a short that is actually short (and very vague) where i’m less strict with spelling and grammar and all that jazz and just try to vibe, ha. anyway, i hope you enjoy this~ if i see that you guys like this enough i might make a cute little continuation too <33

author's note 2.0: YA'LL... tumblr is becoming my worst enemy idk why the order of the paragraphs(?????) is getting jumbled up PLS BEAR WITH IT 😭😭

warnings: none.

sometimes you wondered if you were extremely lucky, or horrifyingly unfortunate.

when your managers had told you and your group that you would be filming a variety show with another girl group, you were overjoyed. you have always wanted to make friends with your colleagues, but have been too shy to do so. jayoon was more fit for that kind of thing; socializing. but you thought that you would finally try to come out of your shell in this variety show by making the first move on whoever the other girls may be, until you were told of them.

“ive.”

you didn’t miss the way chaeyoung and sieun gave you a sideways glance at the mention of the popular group. while jayoon and seeun shared a high five, and yeeun and sumin nodded excitedly, you were sinking into your seat.

“what, (y/n)? not happy with the other group?” your manager asked, noticing the distraught look on your face.

you perked up, “i am!”

“i bet you are.” jayoon teased. you kicked her leg under the table, but she only laughed.

your managers decided that it was better not to know whatever it was that bothered you, and had concluded the meeting right after they dropped the date when the groups will meet up for further discussions about the show. nobody talked for the first few minutes after the meeting ended, but when you saw chaeyoung smiling at you, you knew all of them were going to speak of a certain someone.

“so,” sieun started. you busied yourself with looking at your nails, pretending as if you didn’t know that sieun was talking to you. “i think i speak for everyone when i say that you should shoot your shot during this show.”

“absolutely not,” you replied immediately. “that’s... that will never work out! right, sumin?” it was your futile attempt to pull someone on your side.

much to your dismay, your leader only smiled sheepishly at you, “i agree with sieun. it’s getting a little sad seeing you pine for her from afar.”

“and trust me, we all want to be spared of your awkward greetings and even more awkward small talks in the music show hallways.” seeun added, shaking her head. you scoffed, crossing your arms, but you didn’t find the grit to fight back. it really wasn’t your fault that you get tongue-tied in the presence of the idol of this generation!

“hey, we’ll help you as much as we can. but seriously, have faith in yourself! everything will work out fine! you’ll see in the meeting that we’ll have with them that you two will get along well!” chaeyoung, bless her heart, holds your hand in consolation.

“unless you shit your pants, then i don’t think we’ll be able to help you with that.” jayoon said. you groaned, hiding your face in your hands while chaeyoung scolds jayoon in the background.

seriously, what were you going to do?

“i feel like my heart is going to break out of my ribcage and make a run for it.” you paced around the practice room restlessly. it was the day that stayc and ive will have their meeting for the variety show. when the news was announced on the internet, everybody seemed excited for it. what was better than having one girl group in a variety show? two, of course! both fans of the groups were excited for all of the members of be interacting, and your heart warmed at the encouraging comments of you fans, saying that you will finally have your moment to make friends, like you have always said you wanted to do.

“they’ll be here in a sec, girls.” one of the staff said. you heard jayoon and yeeun snickering behind you, but they both patted your back for good luck.

“i’m gonna faint.” you told sieun.

but you weren’t going to lie, it felt like it was the end of the world.

“you’re not gonna faint.”

and then almost immediately, the door swings open and the first face your eyes set on were jang wonyoung’s. she towered above everybody else and in your eyes, she always had that glow around her that made it hard for you to ignore her. and really, it was your big pathetic crush on her that just automatically made you look at her.

chaeyoung, who was genuinely worried that you would pass out, places her arm around your waist and had you bowing towards the other group with her, as well as the rest of your group.

“hi, (y/n)!” rei greeted, grabbing both of your hands and shaking them. you got acquainted with her a long time ago, after bumping into her in a bakery and finding yourselves being completely at peace in each other’s company. ever since that, you’ve been friends, but you hadn’t told her about your infatuation towards her fellow member though.

“hello.” wonyoung greeted you, bowing again. you found your words stuck in your throat, and only bowed back. you avoided looking at her because every time she was around, it was hard to keep yourself together. (which was a shame, because you would’ve seen the slightest look of disappointment on wonyoung’s face when you avoided her eyes.)

once the groups were introduced to each other, the producer of the show, who was a relatively young woman, ushered you all to sit down on the floor with her. you sat in between seeun and rei and about three seats away was wonyoung. you continued to look at everyone else but her.

“oh, (y/n). are you not feeling well today? you look a bit pale.” the producer said.

everyone turns their head towards you, making you flinch. even jayoon seemed genuinely worried. she was afraid that she might have taken her teasing too far and had actually scared you into ignoring your crush. but you frantically shook your head, laughing nervously, “i’m alright!” you told the producer.

seeun puts her hand on your forehead, “you’re not sick, are you?” she asked.

you gently took her hand and rested your joined hands on your lap, “no, no. i’m fine, really.” you said.

(wonyoung studied you closely. she noticed the way you didn’t know what to do with your hands after seeun lets go of it, the way your eyes darted everywhere, and the way you didn’t look like you were listening at all. she got worried.)

after that, the producer then went on to the details of the show. the groups will be traveling together in popular tourist spots and will occasionally have friendly competition from time to time. the show is mostly about building friendships between idol groups and overall just wholesome content for the groups’ fans. everybody loved it, and you felt genuinely excited about it all.

“speaking of games, there’s no way we can’t not do the lie detector game.” the producer said, a mischievous grin spreading across her lips. the lie detector machine was filled with bullshit, as you have come to know, but every time your members get shocked by it, it was always fun.

plus, it was the only time that you got to do the teasing.

“although we might need to protect anyone who might be weak to being poked fun at,” the producer joked. your members nodded, and of course the producer sees the way jayoon and yeeun looked at you while they giggled. “(y/n), you’re not good with jokes?” the producer asked.

you shook your head, playfully glaring at jayoon and yeeun. “it’s just that you don’t really need a lie detector to find out if she’s being truthful or not.” sumin clarified, which really only made things worse on your end.

the producer laughed, “really? should i try it out then? (y/n)-ah, do you have a crush on someone right now?” well, that was a conveniently timed question. your members laughed, so you couldn’t help but laugh with them while your cheeks inhabited a very deep red color.

rei looks at you with wide eyes, “whoa.” she said. you covered your blushing face and leaned into rei, shaking your head. while your members started teasing you about how big of a trouble you were going to be in once you all play the game, you made eye contact with wonyoung, who had a fond smile on her face, and only blushed harder.

you looked away, but you couldn’t hide your shy grin.

(wonyoung’s heartbeat started racing. no way. her own cheeks started flushing pink. oh, good god.)

when the meeting ended, it only felt like there was the start to a great friendship. you hugged rei goodbye and gave yujin and leeseo a warm side hug (those two talked to you a lot during the meeting, always adding onto your ideas and looking at you attentively as you talked).

“goodbye for now.” wonyoung tells you as she approached the door with her members.

“goodbye—” your mouth clamps shut and your heart drops when wonyoung suddenly squeezed your hand before waving and bowing towards your members. once ive was out the door, you stared at your hand with wide eyes.

“holy shit, (y/n).” seeun, who witnessed the whole moment, said.

you nodded and breathlessly you replied, “holy shit.”

“i’m not the only one who saw that, right?” yujin asked, nudging wonyoung with her elbow. wonyoung has been smiling for a while now. “i can’t believe you’re going to get a girlfriend before i do.” the leader said, sighing.

ive was a mess in high up entertainment’s parking lot.

“i knew i wasn’t hallucinating when i saw it!” liz exclaimed, bouncing on her feet. they were, of course, talking about the very brief moment you looked at wonyoung when the producer mentioned crushes.

yujin smirked, “how did you know she was talking about (y/n)?”

“what? (y/n) didn’t even say she was crushing on me! also, that would be ridiculous. i’m just me, and she’s (y/n) of stayc.” wonyoung said, forcing herself to laugh.

gaeul stared at her, simply amazed to see the wonyoung looking so infatuated, “you’re in deep, huh?”

wonyoung paused, and once again, she found herself blushing.

yes. terribly so. jang wonyoung has had the biggest crush on you for... wow, she can’t even say exactly when. but she remembered it as clear as yesterday. being friends with rei, it made sense that you would do everything to support her and her group. so, it didn’t surprise wonyoung when you made a surprise visit during an ive comeback show. what did surprise her was how you had apparently worked hard getting the perfect bouquets for each and every member.

wonyoung found herself feeling completely enchanted by you when you handed her a beautiful bouquet. her heart melted at your words that day too.

“i saw these light pink tulips and thought of you. they’re candid, yes, but they’re very beautiful. i felt like they suit you the best — simple, but that factor is what made them so perfect. a-ah! i hope you don’t take that the wrong way! i-i wasn’t trying to insult you, or anything...”

wonyoung spent the next couple of minutes consoling you that time. those tulips were long gone now, but wonyoung never forgot about your words. ever since then, you have been on her mind, as well as her heart.

her holding your hand for a brief moment was only the start of her attempt to finally tell you of her feelings, which she hoped that you shared.

throughout the ride back to the dorms, wonyoung was smiling quietly in her seat, with only the thought of holding your hand a lot more in the future in her mind.

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jade-jini · 6 months

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imagine dom nerd won x popular sub reader 😩

(I love my wony baby so much Ahhh also I’m sorry I took forever 😞) Smut!

Nerdy wony who might not be that talkative but is not exactly shy you know what I mean? Everybody would believe she’s a sub because look at her she’s so cute and polite but when you guys are in bed?? She shows you who’s in control and who owns you.

(And when I say dom nerd wony is cute but at the same time has a resting bitch face then what? It makes sense.)

To me wonyoung knows how to make you shy, it’s just she decides not to do it aaall the time. But when she does she has your face red and the words caught in your throat it’s so funny. Whenever people see you interacting and see how the popular y/n gets easily flustered by this nerd’s flirting and teasing they’re like??? Stick to your role ??

Wony who loves both rewarding you:

“Cmon baby, if you make me come with just your pretty mouth I’ll make sure you have a good grade in the next test” she said while passing her fingers through your hair, but let’s be honest, her pussy in your mouth was enough reward. Knowing that she meant what she said tho, that was just extra motivation.

And also punishing you:

“We studied so hard and for what, y/n?” She said while she has you bent on her lap, hand print already on your ass.

“I’m sorry mommy…”

Wonyoung spanked you a few more times, each one leaving a painfully delicious sensation. She didn’t stop until your moans became sobs, and she would’ve felt bad (not really) if it wasn’t ‘cause of how your pussy was basically dripping. Your slick making it look so shiny, the taller girl almost drooling at the view. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you? I’m gonna have to find a different punishment for you, I think I already turned you into a cute little pain slut.”

So a little throwback; the classic popular kid needed tutoring and the nerd who gets assigned to help you by the teacher. Wonyoung is not really fond of popular kids so she wasn’t excited about the idea, specially since she knew you and your friends could be idiots sometimes. However, she could see in your eyes that you really needed help when she looked over the professor’s shoulder, and he didn’t give her a lot of options anyway when talking about it. So she simply accepted. You two quickly agreed on going to your place after class, and you left right away to meet with your friends, leaving her confused ‘cause why at your place though? When the library was a more than good space to study but whatever, she got sht to do so she didn’t think much about it for the rest of the day.

The thing is before the whole conversation, you and your friends already thought it would be fun to tease her once she’s at your place for the “private lessons”. The plan was to see how flustered you could make her, what was her limit. She’s kinda quiet so you thought she was shy. But oh you were so wrong my bro. Wony’s quiet and serious but shy and submissive? Nu-uh. And you were gonna learn it soon since your dumb ass was also planning that, if she didn’t back off on it, you could also end up having a lot of fun with the cute nerd in your own bed. You kept that to yourself tho, daydreaming about it for the rest of the day.

And as expected by me ‘cause I’m the author but not by y/n, everytime you tried to flirt with her, she’d answer so nonchalantly. Like you were starting to wonder if you simply sucked at flirting ‘cause why couldn’t you make her blush or stutter just once??

On the other hand tho, it seemed so easy for wony to cause this reaction on you lmao

“I just think it’s weird that a pretty girl like you is single ‘cause If I was your partner I’d be jealous knowing you’re going to another g—”

“Aww you think I’m pretty huh?” She teased with that little smirk she had that she didn’t allow to reach her eyes just to seem like she couldn’t care less about it.

“I-I mean…” ugh! Wtf? You were nervous? Since when YOU get nervous? Who did she think she was to make THE y/l y/n stutter? It should be you making HER nervous! You were tired of this game already. “What I meant is that—”

“Eyes on your book, y/n.”

“But I’m—”

“Quiet, y/n.” She basically ordered in such an authoritarian tone.

“Yes ma’am.” You answered, unable to disobey her.

What you didn’t know is that through the whole day Wonyoung has been studying your behavior, from the way you’d get nervous easily to the way you’d obey her every word. She’d merely hint she was thirsty and you were already bringing her water or juice or anything you could find. She said she was cold and you gave her your jacket (which did make her heart flutter but she kept it cool). It was a nice change from the way you and your friends (mostly your friends tho you weren’t that bad:c ) would normally treat other smart, shy kids around school. Now it was her who wanted to see what were your limits. Plus, you were having a little bit of an attitude whenever you got frustrated with a question. And she doesn’t know who told you you could act like that, just because she’s technically your teacher right now and has to have patience doesn’t mean she’s gonna be no punching bag.

“Jang.” You call her, clearing your throat and doing your best to sound confident and firm “Jang I’m talking to you, I don’t understand this question.”

“On your knees.” Wonyoung said, in that nonchalant tone that turned you on you hated.

“What?” You asked, completely confused.

“On. Your. Knees.”

“How is that gonna help me with the que—” bro you stupid fr.

“Don’t make me repeat myself.” Wonyoung did NOT like having to repeat herself at all, and it was obvious in her eyes even when she had that mean smile in her face. So your body didn’t listen to anything but her order, like her voice was a switch that activates something in you. How could you not listen to her when it felt like that was the only reason you were brought to this earth?

“Good girl. You look so pretty down there.” She praised and you can’t remember the last time you felt this eager for more praising. And you definitely can’t recall wanting it in this position, on your knees in front of her chair. “You’d look even better if that mouth of yours that you can’t seem to keep quiet was busy in something more important than complaining.”

“Hey! I don’t talk that m- Hmm!” And without any warning she just grabbed your hair and pushed your face against her bare cunt. When did she even take her panties off?! Or did she go to school without them at all under her skirt? Jeez.

“There there, hmmm~” she quietly moaned while slowly moving your head to pleasure herself. You were not gonna lie, it was so hot how she was basically using you like that.

“You go to class with no panties? That’s such a slutty behavior you k—” you wanted to tease but she was gonna have none of it, and there she had you shutting you up with her pussy once again.

“Shut the fuck up and put that mouth to a good use. Be good and I’ll make sure you can’t walk tomorrow.” She threatened, but it sounded so good so was it really a threat?

“Just like that, baby. Keep that pretty mouth right there ‘till I come in it...Hmm fuck y/n~” you heard her from the position you were in, and the beautiful sounds she was making just motivated you to keep going and to do as good as it was humanly possible. You tried grabbing her thighs to have her more steady but she slapped your hands away.

“Ah Ah! Hands behind your back. You wanna touch? You ask first.” She ordered while grabbing your neck and making you look up. Gosh being ordered like this turned you on so much, you obeyed immediately.

“Can I please touch you, mommy?” You asked in such a sweet tone but Wait. What did you just call her?

Fuck… Wonyoung thought, she wanted to hear you calling her that again and again. “Yes, yes you can baby. And you better call me that again when you’re coming for me do you hear me?” She said with the grip on your neck feeling slightly tighter, letting you know you had only one choice. You nodded eagerly, which made her giggle ‘cause you looked cute fr.

With ease, she stood you up and guided you to your couch, pushing you so you’d lie on your stomach. Wasting no time, wony undressed you entirely, the moment your ass was exposed she left a few spanks on it, making you squeak in surprise. This girl got you so wet so fast, your body has never reacted this way with any of your previous sexual partners. But Wonyoung just knows how to touch you. The way her hands travel over your skin. The way her mouth tastes you, making you moan her name and the title that escaped your lips earlier, asking her for more. Asking her to ruin you.

“You’re so needy. One would assume such a popular pretty girl gets fucked everyday if she wants to huh?” You heard, followed by a spank that got a loud high pitch noise from the back of your throat, making her laugh at your reaction and giving you another one “your pussy looks so pretty, exposed like this for me.” She said before bringing two fingers inside it, while her mouth was busy torturing your clit. You were a whining mess, it felt so good and god you were feeling it everywhere. The pleasure taking over you. Wony’s fingers reaching as deep as she could, and so fast turning your brain into nothing. She got you drooling over your own shirt that was resting under your head “m-mommy…Hmm gonna come… p-please~” you left in a moan, barely understandable.

“Ask properly, and I’ll let you. You sound like an idiot right now. Speak properly, baby.” The taller girl said, and it took a lot from you to able to recollect your thoughts, ‘cause they were all just so full of her.

“Please.. please mommy- fuck ~ please let me come..” you begged while sobbing, it all felt too good, and you were so close that the mere idea of not being allowed to come had you tearing up a little bit. But Wony wasn’t gonna be that cruel.

“Good girl.” She whispered right next to your ear and you had to bite your lip to contain a cry from escaping you. She started fucking you faster, focusing more on stimulating your clit. Her other hand kneading and caressing your ass. You let yourself go and came in her mouth, moaning so loud and sobbing, not being able to say any word, just pure sounds of pleasure. The same ones she did (tho hers were lower) as she tasted your orgasm in her tongue and felt you tighten around her fingers.

“That was.. so good wony..” you said out of breath, trying to look back to her, but she made you lie down again, surprising you.

“Was? What do you mean ‘was’?” You heard before feeling her teasing your cunt with her fingers again. Oh.

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The next morning on your way to class, your legs were still feeling sore so when your friends saw you they clearly noticed the way you were complaining while walking, as if you spent the night working out.

“Jeez y/n, what happened to you?” One of your friends asked. Before you could answer, Wonyoung who was going down the stairs next to you stopped right next to you and gave you a warning with her eyes that made you feel a shiver going down your spine. You gulped and could only answer your friends with “I.. fell?” To which she gave you a little smirk.

“See you after class for our second lesson?” She said, not asking but just letting you know she already decided your plans and gosh she’s so hot dhhdkdfj- sorry. You could just nod before seeing her walking away to her advanced class. Your friends looked at you with shocked faces ‘cause Wtf was all that? But you ignore them and go to your class as well.

Eventually your grades did get better tho, the perks of giving a dom nerd good pussy.

Conclusion: it’s always the quiet nerds lol.

(Also if you like nerd wony go read this one that @pupyuj wrote ‘cause I love it <3)

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plutowon · 9 months

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CHACONNE

“what’s your favorite scary movie ?”

pairing: enhypen x reader

genre: half scomed au half narration thriller / horror au whodunit some comedy angst

warnings: murder (duh) gore blood graphic depictions of violence and stabbing some slight nsfw themes mentions of abuse bullying dysfunctional families ptsd unhealthy trauma responses and coping mechanisms manipulation anything that you would find in a scream movie

synopsis: the gruesome murder of old friends makes y/n realize that her “ordinary” life and her “ordinary” friends aren’t all they seem to be

feat: enhypen, ive, itzy, aespa, nct dream, le sserafim

taglist: open just send an ask

characters and relationships

chapter 1: a night to remember

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chapter 3: suspicions

chapter 4

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grossditz · 6 months

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omg wony is soo.fine i need her so bad i feel.like she has a size kink bc shes so tall... she knows that she has an effect on you and has u easily wrapped on her finger. she easily towers over you and has her long fingers in your pussy .. 🥴🥴

-kitty

wony so has a size kink ♡﹏♡ loves being so much taller than you that it makes you submit to her immediately bcs how can you not when shes looking at you with her pretty eyes n stupid stupid smirk while teasing you !! also loves watching the way you try to avoid her eyes when her fingers are knuckle deep in you, pressing against your g spot rhythmically but you already know she won't let you cum until you look her in the eyes !!!!!

i think size kink with wony could vary bcs she just loves making you feel so tiny compared to her. you're just her little princess 💌

#palchokitty 🫧#wonyoung ୨୧ #ive smut #ive scenarios #ive x reader #wonyoung smut #ive wonyoung smut #jang wonyoung smut

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tenjito · 9 months

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fireflies become stars when the sky burns. || jang wonyoung

pairing: jang wonyoung x female reader contents: angst, hanahaki disease, y/n just wants wonyoung to be happy, implied death, unhappy ending description: you had never realized your feelings for your best friend until you started coughing up those pink carnations—wonyoung's favourite flower.

how ironic, was your initial thought after the first petal tumbled from your lips, because essentially, you did this to yourself.

you had introduced yujin to your best friend only two weeks ago. expectedly, they hit it off almost immediately, and it was very much planned.

wonyoung wasn't the type to go out and find people to date. like she had always told you, she wanted to "fall in love naturally and not force anything", to which you'd scoff and roll your eyes.

it was exhausting to watch your best friend be so painfully single all the time, that you made a vow to yourself to change that. so, when you met ahn yujin, you took the role of playing matchmaker (foolishly enough).

it was almost like a calling, a sign of fate. you knew wonyoung like the back of your hand, so you knew that yujin was absolutely perfect for her.

and fuck you for being so right.

staring down at the toilet basin, crimson covered petals of what resembled pink carnations floating in the water, you understood perfectly.

it was always there, you were just to blind to actually notice.

the lingering trembles and flutters your heart would get whenever your eyes would catch hers, they were always there.

wonyoung had always been a pain to you, even before yujin.

she was a pain to look at, laughing and shining like a small sun, because you knew you'd never get to taste her smile. a pain to touch with only slight brushes from your fingertips, knowing there were miles and miles of her skin you'd never get to feel.

and now, this. an ultimatum. this was the painful confirmation that even if you died now, from the flowers in your throat suffocating you whole, or the all-encompassing dread from the unrequited, you would never be able to forget jang wonyoung.

it's always been like that, you've always felt like that. hacks of red coated pink, finally make you realize that you've been in love with your best friend this whole time, and now you're dying because of it.

you couldn't help but wonder if you and wonyoung could've been something. something more than just best friends. you wondered if you hadn't have introduced her to yujin, would she have loved you back?

you wanted so desperately for the answer to be yes, to give yourself a chance, some hope. your soul was captured, chained and broken into so thoroughly by wonyoung, and now you were being released into the reality.

wonyoung would never love you. she couldn't. not in the way you loved her.

not in the way she loved yujin.

your breathing kicked in violently, filling your lungs with longing, burning gasps as you choked on another flower. sensation tingled back to the edges of your body, prickling like a thousand tiny, rusted needles.

you were dying.

you remembered what your friend, gaeul, had said when you told her about the disease. "but you can't die." is what she said after you had admitted you weren't going to get the surgery.

you thought it was an utterly stupid sentence. everyone died eventually. gaeul said it like it was a crime, an impossibility. she said it like it was something that could never happen.

except that it was happening right in front of you.

you felt your chest seize again, and the cold tiles of your bathroom floor underneath you, nipping at your skin as your body slowly lost its warmth.

there was a tragedy in being selfless, and you had it down to an art.

watching as the radiant-hued lights on the ceiling gleamed, you conjectured where your soul would go upon your death, the moment you'd join a spray of stars reserved in eternity.

the door opens, but you don't notice until wonyoung's in front of you, tears in her eyes but you couldn't hear her cries. your gaze is latched onto her and, slowly giving out as it was, your heart beat lonely within your ever-aching chest.

you know why you're here now. all you ever wanted in this world was one simple thing, and that was for jang wonyoung to be happy. she found her happiness, who were you to get in the way?

the blood continued to pool, drip, drip, dripping away. each droplet was in the shape of a spider lily bud, blooming, blossoming, agonizingly red, eerily reminiscent of an emotion in your chest that's about to burst.

you imagine the scene drawn as an impressionist painting; the light, flickering brutal white-yellow in thin pen strokes, enhancing the two bodies, two friends in embrace, one laying limp on the ground, and the other holding her with glass-like droplets down her cheeks.

it's beautiful (and so is wonyoung).

it's beautiful, in the way she's telling you to stay awake, completely unknowing of the fact that she's the reason you were there, covered in a sprawl of blood and petals.

it's delicate, in the way her eyes focus on yours, then to the flowers, then back to you, and her cries grow louder, as she finally realizes.

it's soothing, in the way she's holding you in her arms and whispering while you die, sounding like nothing but a sweet symphony to you.

it's tragic, in a way, but you think it's a pretty poetic way to die, and you wouldn't want it any other way.

"y/n..."

agony is to hear your name on her tongue. when she says it, it's as though her lips are dancing across razorblades, as though her voice whistles through a slick iron grid.

her touch is soft and warm, her tears striking along your cold jugular, her breathing cardice, smaze against your skin. she sounds of regrets and mistakes.

"y/n, please..."

you try to hate it, you definitely want to hate it. the way she says your name is beautiful, like a poem, but it is also so cruel, the way she forces it through your ears, because you know you'll never hear it again, and it spreads and stings like blight.

but you love it.

"i love you, wonyoung."

and you love her.

"i'm so sorry, y/n..."

yet she'll never love you back.

#jang wonyoung #jang wonyoung x reader #wonyoung x reader #ive #ive x reader #ive imagines #hanahaki #kpop x reader #wonyoung #kpop #kpop gg #ive scenarios #tenjito

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oneirictheater · 11 months

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little lost love. (ft. Jang Wonyoung)

A/N: I debuted! Thank you again to @maemisnippets and @gangplanksorenji for inspiring me :>

At first, you were selfish. You admitted that now. You were too harsh on her because you only thought of yourself. The world only revolved around you, and as she orbited your cruel flame, she began to seek things worth dedicating her shine to.

It was your fault. All those times you told her that she was being selfish when it was the other way around scarred her. You were both young and sheltered - it was only normal that she would find ways to climb out of the box her life kept her in - the life that you took part of holding her back.

All of that happened, all by the book, yet Jang Wonyoung was still so beautiful.

As you looked at the pictures she posted on her Instagram, scanning the ones of her standing in Paris before the Eiffel Tower, with her new boyfriend. She wore a big smile on her face, and it was bigger than the one she sported when you were together. In fact, you barely remembered a smile from Wonyoung in the last few months she was with you. But you could recall more than plenty of brash moments, when the two of your lonely hearts collided and her tearful eyes struggled to meet your own:

"What is it, Wonyoung?" you said. She had been standing in front of you nervously for about a minute, and it was beginning to annoy you.

She was dressed in her best clothes and held a suitcase. As her lips quivered, she said, "I'm going to Paris. And you can't stop me."

It barely registered in your mind. But when you looked at her and saw that she even had the boots she used exclusively for travel, and her fist curled around the suitcase handle was tighter than your chest, you realized she wasn't joking.

"What?"

Wonyoung took in a deep breath. "I said I'm going to Paris. And you can't stop me."

"What for?" you asked. Surely she was just playing a prank with you. Your fights always resolved somehow. You always made amends in the aftermath. She couldn't be serious.

Wonyoung gave a tiny little scoff. "It's not like you care," she said. "You've been playing games all week, so you probably didn't see me packing."

"Wonyo." You stood up and approached her. Your heart pinched when she stepped backwards. "What's wrong, baby? Let's sit down and talk. We can fix this."

"We can." She turned up her chin as her cheeks became blotted with tears and, through gritted teeth that tried to hold back her tears, continued. "But we won't."

That was the day she left. It coincidentally was the same day you spent crying your heart out. Through those miserable hours you asked yourself about when Wonyoung became this self-centered. Why she was leaving you so suddenly. If she really loved you.

As it turned out, she did - but she also loved her dreams, too.

She achieved them. She sought higher and was brought higher. Everything was going well for her - she became famous, rich, happy.

"What would you say to everyone who has their own dreams to chase?" asked the interviewer in the video you were watching of her right now.

Wonyoung turned to the camera and smiled. "Hey, everyone," she said in English at the video you watched of her, in her adorably posh accent. "Don't be afraid to do what it takes to achieve them. Leave what hinders you behind and only go forward."

There were several photos too of her with her boyfriend, in the city of love you'd never been with her. She was smiling, laughing charmingly in a blurred glitch in the camera. And then she was kissing him - he was grinning into it, holding her close as if he'd never let go.

You never did either.

But today, you looked at her Instagram page, looked at her beautiful polaroids, and said, through a throat stuck with tears:

"I'm letting you go. I'm letting you go, my little lost love. I'm sorry."

#kpop scenarios #ive wonyoung #izone wonyoung #jang wonyoung #wonyoung #ive scenarios #kpop angst #kpop imagines #ive imagines

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cosmicbxrbie · 10 months

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BATTLE OF THE BANDS | HUH YUNJIN

SUMMARY - Back in highschool Y/N and Yunjin were in a band together, but after a whirlwind romance it fell apart. Now years later, a label exec wants the two to collaborate. Can they do it or will everything turn into a battle?

CONTENTS - exes to lovers, smau, fluff, bandmember!yunjin x bandmember!reader, crack, angst

WARNINGS - strong language, suggestive jokes, mentions of depression , anxiety, and heartbreak

FEATURING - le sserafim, song yuqi, winter, jang wonyoung, shin ryujin, momo is yn's face claim, nishimura riki, shin yuna, hwang yeji, etc (more idols in future chapters)

UPDATES - whenever I have time lmao

STATUS - ongoing!

PLAYLIST

♡ Just hypotheticals

♡ I hate democracies (half-written)

♡ The beginning (written)

♡ Cunt Comrades

♡ Y/N's a cougar

♡ Rookie mistake

♡ Slight change of plans

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darkstar225 · 8 months

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Twice's 10th member is dating IVE's Wonyoung

A/N: Heyyy, I'm coming up with a lot of stuff for you guys so I can make up for the time I'm gone lol! Sry for taking so long to post :D I hope that my friend LyraHarris6 who gave me this idea on Wattpad likes it! :)

The request: Hi I was wondering if you could do where y/n is dating ive wonyoung. Can you do where y/n brings wonyoung to meet the members and they all gave her a warning(especially j-line). Thank you

PS: Tysm for everyone who reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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The maknae's heart raced with excitement as she prepared for a meaningful day. She had been dating Jang Wonyoung, a talented and charming idol from IVE, for a few months now. The relationship had been a secret, known only to a select few in the industry. But today, Y/N had decided it was time to introduce Wonyoung to her TWICE sisters, her trusted confidants and friends.

The day had finally arrived, and Y/N nervously checked herself in the mirror one last time. She wanted everything to be perfect. She had planned a casual gathering at the TWICE dorm, hoping to create a relaxed and comfortable atmosphere for the introduction. She wore a stylish yet casual outfit, and her heart-shaped necklace, a gift from Wonyoung, dangled around her neck.

With a deep breath, the girl left her apartment and made her way to the TWICE dorm, where her fellow members awaited her. She had texted them earlier to let them know about the visit, but she could still feel the tension in the air as she approached the door.

As the youngest finally entered the dorm, she was greeted with a chorus of excited voices. Nayeon, Jeongyeon, and the others rushed forward to give her welcoming hugs, unaware of the surprise she had in store for them.

Nayeon - Baby, it's been forever!

The eldest exclaimed as she squeezed her babygirl tightly.

Jeongyeon spoke next.

Jeongyeon - Yeah, we've missed you! What brings you here today, kiddo?

Y/N smiled, feeling the warmth of their friendship.

Y/N - I've got a surprise for you all. Someone special is here with me.

The members exchanged curious glances, and Y/N could sense their curiosity growing. She motioned for Wonyoung, who had been waiting in the hallway, to come inside. As the tall, elegant idol stepped into the room, Y/N couldn't help but feel a swell of pride and affection.

Y/N - Unnies, this is Wonyoung! *wide grin*

Wonyoung greeted them with a polite bow and a warm smile.

Wonyoung - Hello, it's nice to meet you all. Our girl has told me so much about you.

The TWICE members stared at Wonyoung, their expressions a mix of surprise and curiosity. Their maknae had never brought someone she was dating to meet them before, and it was clear that they were not entirely prepared for this.

Jihyo was the first to break the silence.

Jihyo - Well, this is a surprise! Honey, why didn't you tell us you were dating someone?

Y/N chuckled nervously, realizing that she had some explaining to do.

Y/N - It's been a secret for a while, mama. We wanted to keep it private for as long as we could. But now, I thought it was time to introduce her to all of you.

Sana, Momo, and Mina, the J-line, exchanged meaningful glances. They had a reputation for being the most protective of their fellow members when it came to relationships. Momo stepped forward, her eyes locked onto Wonyoung as she spoke politely but with a hint of seriousness in her tone.

Momo - Nice to meet you, Wonyoung. But you should know that we take our job as Y/N's protectors very seriously.

Sana and Mina nodded in agreement, their expressions equally stern. TWICE's sunshine knew that this was their way of giving Wonyoung a friendly warning. They wanted to make sure that her partner was worthy of her love and trust.

Wonyoung, however, remained composed and unphased. She had heard about the legendary protective nature of the J-line and was prepared for this encounter.

Wonyoung - Thank you for your concern, Momo, Sana and Mina sunbaes. I promise to treat Y/N with the utmost care and respect. *bowing*

Tzuyu, Dahyun, and Chaeyoung, the youngest members of TWICE along with Y/N, had been watching the interaction with wide eyes. They weren't quite sure how to react to this unexpected situation. Dahyun, always the playful one, decided to break the tension with a cheerful smile.

Dahyun - Well, since we're all here now, let's make this a fun gathering! We've got snacks, games, and lots of catching up to do.

The rest of the members, except for the ever-watchful J-line, seemed to agree, and the atmosphere lightened as they moved to the living room. Y/N could sense that the tension had eased somewhat, and she was grateful for her members' willingness to give Wonyoung a chance.

As the afternoon turned into evening, they all engaged in various activities, from playing board games to sharing stories about their recent experiences. Wonyoung fit in seamlessly, showcasing her charm and charisma as she interacted with each member.

Over time, the J-line, too, began to relax their guard. They observed how Wonyoung genuinely cared for their baby and how the two of them interacted, and it became clear that their intentions were sincere. Momo, Sana, and Mina exchanged knowing glances, silently acknowledging that Y/N had made a good choice in Wonyoung.

As the night wore on, the members began to grow tired, and Y/N decided it was time for Wonyoung to head back to her place. She walked Wonyoung to the door, where the tall idol put on her shoes and turned to Y/N with a soft smile and eyes filled with affection.

Wonyoung - I had a great time today, babe.

Y/N nodded, feeling her heart swell with happiness.

Y/N - I'm so glad you got to meet my TWICE family. They mean the world to me.

Wonyoung leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to Y/N's lips.

Wonyoung - And you mean the world to me.

Y/N walked Wonyoung to the elevator, where they shared a lingering hug before parting ways for the night. When Y/N returned to the living room, she found the members watching her with soft smiles.

Momo was the first to speak.

Momo - Darling, we can see that you really care about Wonyoung, and she seems like a wonderful person.

Sana and Mina nodded in agreement.

Sana - We were just worried because you're so important to us, honey.

Touched by their concern, Y/N felt a rush of gratitude for her TWICE family.

Y/N - Thank you, unnies. I appreciate that you care about me so much. But I can honestly say that Wonyoung is special, and I'm happy to have her in my life.

Tzuyu, Dahyun, and Chaeyoung chimed in with their support, and soon, the entire group was enveloped in a warm group hug. Y/N couldn't have asked for a better response from her members. They had accepted Wonyoung into their family with open hearts.

As Y/N settled into bed that night, she couldn't help but smile. It had been a day filled with love, acceptance, and newfound understanding. She knew that her relationship with Wonyoung would continue to grow, and she was grateful to have the unwavering support of her TWICE family every step of the way. And this made her have only one thought:

I love my dear unnies.

A/N: I'm sorry for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there's something wrong, ty for reading <3

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kimsohn · 1 year

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jang wonyoung x gn! reader now playing — doughnut by twice. about . 796 words, fluff + angst warnings . wonyo is kinda mean in the beginning but character development i promise!! sorta angst, lots of food mentions.

wonyoung was, in a nutshell, really intimidating.

but in your defense, the rest of your class thought so too! i mean, intimidating would actually be an understatement for an experienced baker amongst beginner chefs in baking 101.

you know that wonyoung's history with baking started really young, with both her parents being established pastry chefs and owning a successful bakery (with great food actually, you visited with your friends a couple times). wonyoung herself had won several baking competitions; she was well on her way to following in her parents' footsteps.

being in this class was just a prerequisite for culinary school. and as a highly experienced baker in a class full of newbies, she stood out like a sore thumb.

it also really didn't help that she was the most beautiful girl you'd ever laid your eyes upon. her smooth hands kneading the dough, her long hair being puffed away as she concentrated on measurements, and the graceful smile when she took a successful first bite of her creation was that of an angel, and you were practically entering heaven every time you looked at her.

so when you both got paired together to prepare flan, you knew you were done for, cooking and wonyoung wise.

unlike the smoothness of flan, things started off rough. making flan was a strenuous and highly prone-to-error process, and wonyoung never failed to remind you of it as she scolded you for even the smallest of tasks.

a few extra grams of salt? FAIL. an extra drop of vanilla extract? FAIL. slightly imperfect mixing skills? FAIL.

the once admirable traits of hers had now turned into nightmares. and now, not only was she intimidating, but also unkind. it felt like you were seeing wonyoung do a complete 180, and you wished that you had never ended up as her partner.

however, her harsh remarks towards you pouring the mixture into a pan was the last straw. you stormed out of the class angrily, sliding down beside the door for a much-needed breather.

although, that breather didn't last very long, because not long after you heard the door open and the familiar sound of her footsteps reverberated in your ears.

she kneeled down in front of you, prying your hands away from your face. her face was filled with an emotion of sorrow and guilt, something you had thought was foreign to her.

"i'm really sorry y/n. i realize now how harsh i was being to you."

she explained how her parents had always forced her to be the best at baking, and the pressure of wanting to do well had really taken over her senses, especially in this class.

"i know this isn't an excuse for my behavior, but i just wanted to let you know that i've realized my mistakes. if you still choose to be my partner, i'll try my hardest not to be so mean to you."

as you outstretched an arm so she could help you up, an extended olive branch, you vowed to try your best to help her in the difficult situation she was in.

as time passed and you got more opportunities to grow closer to wonyoung, your view on her changed. instead of the despicable attitude she'd shown to you in the past, you now started to see kinder, more grateful perspective towards you and the rest of her classmates.

the once dormant feelings towards her started to grow with her change in personality, and suddenly she became the sweet, angelic girl you'd once admired dearly.

not wanting to wait any longer, you decided you would confess to her through baking, wanting to make a flan similar to the one that brought you two together in the first place.

however, it seemed you still hadn't mastered the art of crafting one, because when you pulled it out of the oven, the mushy scramble resembled anything but a flan.

to make matters worse, wonyoung decided to appear right at that moment to practice the assignment for next class, and the sight of you holding an unrecognizable mess was far more intriguing than the cupcakes she was set to bake.

"is that... flan?"

you swallowed your pride and confessed that it indeed was, and that it was supposed to be the perfect surprise for her to accept your feelings.

what you didn't expect was her laughter in return, and you watched curiously as she placed the failed-flan-tray aside and grabbed a new bowl from the rack.

"you didn't need a flan to confess to me, silly. i would've said i liked you back regardless of whether you baked something for me or not."

and you eyes sparkled as she helped you prepare a better flan afterward, baking fresh towards your future together.

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gossip-witch-second-gen · 8 months

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“You’ll have to fall in love at least once in your life, or Paris has failed to rub off on you.”

#oc #original character #gossip witch #ive wonyoung #wonyoung edits #jang wonyoung #nct jisung #park jisung #nct scenarios #crack ship #kpop au #gossip girl #kpop edits #gossip girl au #hp au #paris #parislife #eiffel tower

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ctrlemis · 2 years

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𝐅𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 ⁀ MASTERLIST

SYNOPSIS. Wonyoung & Jungwon are more alike then people think. Besides the basics, like being the same age and both being idols, they both enough the same types of music, stan the same groups, and they both have a crush on ETERNIA’s maknae. Only two problems. The world is convinced they’re secretly dating and they both don't know that the other likes Y/N L/N

PAIRING. jang wonyoung x gender neutral! idol!reader x yang jungwon

GENRE. idol au, crack/my attempts at humor, strangers to friends to lovers, angst, fluff, friends to lovers.

WARNINGS. strong language, drama, sexual jokes/references, dumb kids being dumb kids, idol drama, mentions of depression, cheating fighting, minor toxicity, bi wonyoung, bi jungwon.

FEATURING. enhypen, ive, some members of le sserafim, blackswan, p1harmony, seventeen, fromis_9, kard, bts, vevila, skz.

NOTE. WE BACK🤭first and foremost, full credits to @seungstarss for making this amazing banner for the fic!!! im so excited for this especially because this time its a co-ed group!! also, because vevila is featured in this, i will be giving y/n a name!! not sure what it is yet but yeah? also like before and like usually in my smaus, y/n doesn’t have a set face claim! and they are gender neutral so sometimes ill sure a fem fc and sometimes a masc fc and yeah. UPDATE: fault lines is now discontinued.

PROFILES. WALMART ETERNALS. THE WONZ SQUAD. THE MAKNAEZ.

CHAPTERS.

1. army shooter

2. spoiled comebacks

3. JUNGWON'S A FURRY TOO?

4. bts(not bangtan)

5. THE ENTIRE FRANCHISE

6. BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK-

7. rainbow coded person

8. awaken and find out what happens after like

9. TBA.

10. TBA.

TAGLIST. @jihyoscrown @lunaflvms @enloveclub @kange3939 @arizejkt19 @theandrogynisticcat @maiverie @enhypenslay @wonieleles

PERM TAGLIST. @jungwonize @soobin-chois @jangwonie @hiqhkey @bigtoewinwin @enhacolor @abdiitcryy @hseungi @sh1mzu @chiyuv @seungstarss @strwberrydinosaur @sarcasmhadachild @butterflyy-ningg @simeonswhore

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haerinz · 2 years

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𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞

❥ childhood best friend wonyoung x gn!reader ❥ genre: angst, unrequited love au, hanahaki au, high school au ❥ warning: poor writing lol & not proofread, not sure if it counts but wonyoung ties ribbons in reader’s hair ❥ lmk if you feel that there are any warnings i should add ❥ word count: 0.9k ❥ this is my first written work, so please give feedback if you can!! ❥ jungwon x reader version | mlist

everything had always looked so pretty from up on the rooftop. your lunch sits forgotten on the ground as you sit with your legs hanging over the ledge. the sun shines down on you, bright and unwavering as it hits your eyes. In spite of its warmth, your heart still feels cold. and no matter the constant wiping away, your tears don’t dry. rather, they continue silently streaming down your face. although you manage to keep any noise from escaping, anyone looking closely enough would notice how your chest heaves, showing your struggle to maintain a steady breath. you gasp as the sobs rack through you but your cries are quiet. you keep it all locked up. it’s an art you’ve mastered from years of practice. unlike wonie, you never appreciated how sensitive you were. you still remember how she would always comfort you, saying that your heart was so expressive and so loving.

you were forever happy with wonyoung, never not smiling or laughing when together. you adore her. she's everything you want and all that you wish you were. she had always tried to teach you to appreciate yourself more, but your confidence always tanked as soon as it was no longer just the two of you. it wasn’t hard to tell that no one would ever place you on the same level as her. you would never be good enough. and if you weren’t good enough to be her friend, what would anyone think of you both together? why should wonie settle for someone as lacking as you? you figured this out early on, but you were always reluctant to do anything about it. but that all changed this school year. the time had finally come when you and wonyoung were no longer together. she had been placed in class 3-A and you, in 3-B.

“don’t worry y/n. principal kim still owes me a favor from first year, so i’ll just convince him to move me into your class.” wonyoung smiles and grabs your hands in hers, glad that she had come up with a solution.

you cut her off before she can continue with her plan, “wonie, it’s okay. we’re not always going to be together, so maybe it’ll be nice. come on, don’t you like the idea of having new friends?”

her smile fades slightly, showing she’d been caught off-guard by your statement. you’re disappointed in yourself, knowing that you’d made her sad, but you know it’s for the best.

3 months had passed since then and you haven’t spoken to wonie since. it had been hard at first, but she eventually noticed the pattern of your frequent declining to hang out. she still says “hi” to you in the hallways, to which you can’t find it in yourself to ignore and occasionally she even tries to invite you over, but you always refuse, claiming to have other plans. everyday at 12:25pm, you run out the classroom, heading straight to the roof. that’s where you spend your lunch period now. wonie still hasn’t found out where you disappear to and you don’t plan on her finding out anything soon. you’re doubtful if she still tries waiting for you anymore, you’re sure that her new friends would have taken her attention by now. you’re quite happy with her new friend group. liz, sullyoon and rei are a sweet group of girls, just as perfect as wonyoung. In fact, they look rather good together.

wiping your eyes with the back of your hand, you notice everything has gotten a little darker. a cloud has come and stolen away your sun, hiding its beauty from the rest of the world. the cloud looks quite pretty as you observe it; reminding you of a bow. like the little ribbons wonie would always tie in your hair during school holidays. you desperately miss her with every fiber of your being, but how can one miss what they never had. or rather, what you never should have had. wonie was never meant to be yours. you knew she was destined for bigger things and deserved better people. you should just be happy that she has others to care for her. as much it pained you to let her go, you know it’s for the best. you just need to face it. wonyoung will never reciprocate your affections. you know it in your heart that you’ll simply never be good enough.

it had always been difficult to calm yourself down after crying. the sun helps though. wonie did too, but you know that she can’t be there for you. instead, the sun takes her place, gently drying your tears. you're just starting to feel better when your chest starts to feel tight. it's getting harder to breathe as you feel something stuck in your throat. it hurts as you manage to cough it out, but it's heart wrenching to see the rose petal fall out.

❥ tysm for reading!! i hope you enjoyed <3❥ jungwon version | mlist

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jiwon1es · 6 months

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hi ! call me sienna, i'm 19. she/her. first time writing in tumblr, english not my first language. this is my sfw acc!

(!) nsfw acc > @kittyl1z

i stan ive and i've been reading a lot of them here as well as i read some little!idols, so i thought it would be a nice idea to do both...? pls be nice to me !

i do:

- little!ive x fem!reader

- ive x fem!reader

#ive #ive x reader #ive scenarios #ive imagines #little!ive #ahn yujin #jang wonyoung #kim gaeul #lee hyunseo #kim jiwon #naoi rei

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grossditz · 7 months

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WE ARE SEEING THE VISION I WANT HER SO BAD

ofc pretty girls tie pretty girls with ribbons 😞😞😞 UGHHHH JUST IMAGINE HER DOING IT WITH THAT FIT I CANT TAKE IT

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ceo!wony making you stay late night shifts so she could spread you out on the conference tables and have her way with you mhm do you see this vision U^ェ^U loosening her tie while she has you strip for her ?? biting her lip and everything bcs you look so shy taking off everything for her and the windows are see through, you're so scared someone could walk in !!!!

trying to cover up your face and not listening when she tells you to stop so she has no other option but to tie you up <3 wrapping your pretty wrists with the ribbon and forcing your arms above your head :( youre her sweet princess she hates having to reinforce power but you just never listen!

something (the voices in my head) is telling me wony is so fake sympathy. her fingers would be so deep in your cunt, her palm slapping against you everytime she moves her hand. and youre so sensitive and your wrists are rubbing up against the restraints and she'll look at you, so innocent and pathetic unable to do anything and go, "aww whats wrong kitty? stuck?" and when you whine she just coos at you going, "poor girl." and she looks so hot in her suit it's making more wetness run down her hand that she teases you for T__T

#jias 𓏲˖ 🧸 nonie! ˖ ࣪ ᰔ #wonyoung ୨୧ #jang wonyoung smut #ive wonyoung smut #wonyoung smut #ive x reader #ive smut #ive scenarios

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gangplanksorenji · 4 months

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Kinknuary Day 2: Praise Kink

Pairing: IVE Jang Wonyoung x Male Reader

Word Count: 3,760

[Kinknuary Masterlist]

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Sophisticated and classy—that’s one of the few words to describe this girl that has been on your nerves since probably day one. You hate her attitude and so is the luck every time you’re with her as everything seems to fall out of place, maybe in the worst-case scenario, you guess.

Well, in all honesty, you don’t hate the princess. You never did.

It’s just all about jealousy and distraught with your own confidence that whenever she steps in, it crumbles like paper—easily defeated and turned into a ball of nothingness.

Well, everything changed within a singular snap of a finger (it’s figurative, of course) and you feel light-headed just being here, with her, holding her soft hands as she reassures you. She wasn’t even going to try anything that’ll exhaust such a plethora of energy because she knows herself how her charisma and visuals can make a man fall in love with her, not to mention rejecting dozens of men trying to ignite the love in heart but failed miserably.

But here you are, being the biggest irony of Wonyoung’s definition of love… or is it?

“Come on, oppa, we even have two hours left! Please, just stay…”

You can’t and you don’t want to. She can meet you anytime around the day or even in the whole week but you know she ain’t going to give up so easily, knowing she’s not going to stop until she gets what she wants. She wanted you to stay but your job is done here, you’ve taught her well, she pays the price and you’re going to leave her. Simple, yet her charms allure you but you fight yourself against it.

“I said what I said, Wonyoung, okay? I can’t—”

“You can't what, hm?” Wonyoung thuds her foot on the floor, frustrated upon your own actions of leaving her. She grabs your wrists, pulling it with maybe all of her strength (you can’t really tell it because on how easy it is outpower her, your muscular arms against her thin figure doesn’t make it a challenge) and then pouting right after, wanting you to stay and not leave her at this moment, at least.

Well, you can’t just let herself win all the time like she was always used to. You want to see the defeat on her sparkling orbs full of anticipation and her hope being lost—

“Then leave! I don’t need you anymore, oppa! Don’t touch me ever again!”

And there she goes with her reverse psychological attempts of gaslighting and never ceases to make you feel the sudden urge of being dead inside, unable to think clearly and having struggles within deciding the most beneficial one, for you, of course.

Here’s the thing: you don’t want her yet you like her—it’s a win-win situation and why should you overthink yourself about this? It’s like you’re going to lose a lot from this or gain a lot yet you know how cranky and bratty Wonyoung can get and it’s the greatest bane of your existence. Seeing Wonyoung becoming a nuisance and ill-tempered unlocks your irascible self and you hate her for that (and thank god, it happens pretty rarely).

You wanted to fight your urges but you don’t want this to escalate further, knowing how selfish Wonyoung can be and how she won’t adjust even in the tiniest bit.

God, this girl—you muttered upon yourself as it was laced with venom, cursed and damned about meeting this not-so-angelic girl. You can’t resist your temptation either—staying with Wonyoung probably will end in both ways, hoping it’ll be good or better.

“Okay, tch—” You quickly rushed your way onto the couch, sitting on it and earning a loud thud which made Wonyoung gasp at your harsh actions of the possible damage on the furniture but you didn’t care. “There, happy, hm, Wony?”

Her earlier stern and helpless countenance was now replaced with joy and satisfaction, knowing you chose to stay (and it’s like you have a choice because it’s impossible whenever she’s near).

“Hah, yey! You’re definitely the best, oppa!” Wonyoung sat beside you and rested her head onto your shoulder, signaling the delight that she’s feeling knowing that she’s with you and you choose what’s best for her. “I know you can’t resist me, oppa.”

“Heck yeah I can't cause you’re gonna go nuts if I reject you.”

“What did you say?” Wonyoung pouts yet the glare in her eyes are evident, and so is the distaste that she feels after hearing such unacceptable cacophony. You know that she didn’t mind it, not even the slightest so you just brushed it off with a single “Nothing, Wonyoung.” and all things went normal yet an uncanny feeling in the can be felt—no, it's just Wonyoung on her knees, in front of you—

“What are you doing, Wonyoung?”

You don't feel so good about this and have this nerve of an unwanted vice happening anytime soon. You knew this would come and you shouldn't have given in to her wants yet the other side of you is full of anticipation as your primal desires are slowly taking over you.

“Don't be so oblivious, oppa. Let me return the favor of everything you've done earlier.” You didn't deserve such a thing, even though you're not new to this—well, also thanks to her, she took your virginity away—you still don't need this favorable return. You just helped her study and tutored her but why would this be the return? Isn't such a simple soul like you enough for a gift?

You can't turn back now; you're only going to move forward and it's just only going to get better from here.

“But why, Wony? I don't deserve such—”

“Shut it, oppa—” Wonyoung tugs your pants as those perfect, dainty fingers scramble on unbuckling your belt and loosening up the clothed defenses that protects the desired grand prize. “—now would you let your little Wony reward you, daddy?”

Of course, the pet name—it turns you on so much that now, you can't contain anything but let your animalistic desires out. You can't stop her because it's too late and in fact, you want this and you're an absolute hypocrite if you don't.

Things went like a flash—it felt like everything felt too fast as time sped up like a rocket but you didn't care because you wanted her, utterly.

With the last clothed defense on your iron wall, it collapses down to your ankles as it was proven worthless now, your hardening member is now within the sight of her refulgent orbs—god, it just feels better, doesn't it? You're maybe in heaven but the devil is just beside you and the oxymoron never failed to be in its own party.

With the draw of her nails onto your leaking slit, it draws pain and pits gasoline of the fire—pain associated with pleasure and not close to drawing blood.

“Oh god, Wonyoung—we don't really need to d-do this…”

“Oh stop it, daddy. I know you wanted this and let your little girl pleasure you for the time being—” Wonyoung places her lips onto your swollen head, giving it a small peck that makes you shudder, your mouth escaping beautiful moans that fuels the primal lust and ego of Wonyoung.

She seems to be the one that likes her ego getting petted and you're here to absolutely do it.

“Such a good g-girl for daddy, Wonyoung. So skilled and so good—you're definitely loving the taste of my cock don't you, hm?”

You're getting cocky and you know Wonyoung is loving this despite the utter brattiness and hypocrisy running down her mind.

“Gah—you know y-your cock is something I can't r-resist, daddy…”

She continues her moderate bobs as your base is now getting wet with her drool that is now starting to drip all over your sensitive head and her chin. She's in her own league and in an absolute masterclass when it comes to dick-sucking—such lips made like a cocksleeve is truly the one to be treasured as it perfectly hugs around your shaft like it was molded around it, her pleasurable suction being the cherry on top.

Her cheeks hollow in every thrust she does with her talented mouth, and you're no stranger to tell her how great she's been blowing you and it only has been a minute—and god, she's making your brain go haywire.

You stroke her hair and caress her cheeks, letting her know how great she is in terms of sucking you off. “Keep doing that, baby. This cock is all for you, princess. So, so, good—god, fuck!”

And it is incredibly off the charts—the corkscrew motions of her fingers, the dance of her tongue filled with enamore and the overstimulating suction is just, nearly, too much to handle.

No one can top off her skills as she's just a professional in this—every second sending you weak, on your knees as every technique known to enervate your defenses is being presented right now and you can't think of anything articulate except the fact that Wonyoung's mouth is exerting too much effort as it's getting near the promised land—

“Just like—that—baby, ah! So fucking good—god, how are you so incredibly talented in possibly anything?”

Stroke her ego and she definitely loves it—her pupils dilating everytime you commend her is one strong piece of evidence. It's true even though it may seem like you're playing with her and it's crazy to think about it. She may be the jack-of-all-trades when it comes to everything but it’s definitely not even close with that in accordance to her selfish and diabolical attitude—it’s contradicting but you guess it’s just the fact that she always wanted to be treated like a princess and her sophisticated life explains about it.

Well as much as you’d wanna do the opposite, it’s going to be completely questionable if you’ll degrade the superior job she’s doing between your legs. A flick of her tongue nears you onto that finish line as well as the dexterity of her slender fingers—it doesn’t help at all, considering you still want to savor and cherish every second of Wonyoung’s masterclass, the inevitable can’t be stopped as the growing sensation in your loins is ready to unload everything inside her heavenly mouth.

“Your mouth Wony—”

Her pace is ridiculous, unmatched han any other as her warm cavern glides onto your shaft like a loose speedster, in a hot pursuit—

“—it’s too good—”

Her silken plumpness made to unleash the profanities inside you, unshackling them and bringing them to their endgame but—

Pop.

“B-but why’d you stop? I’m so close, Wony!”

You vent out the little frustration towards Wonyoung as your high suddenly became on the lowest point, subsided even before you’ve truly noticed it. Wonyoung just pouts at you adorably, apologizing for what she's done and god, the saliva dripping down to her chin and all around your cock is just a sight to see. It was feeling so damn good until she played with you but you’re not furious about it because she’s maybe wanting something and probably—this last bit is what you’re hoping for—having multiple things in store for you, for later.

She’s only getting started and it’s only going to get better than this.

Her quivering plump lips, her disheveled hair, her beautiful façade—every inch of her perfect is such a sight for a nice canvas to be painted on but it is what it is.

“Want you in my pussy now, daddy. God—I really love your cock, so much I just can’t get enough of it.”

Yes, it’s like her favorite candy she’s ready to brag about and it’s addicting. Ever since you’ve slept with her, it became a whole different story being with her as you always envisioned the nastiest things with her whenever you think about her and it’s clouded your mind ever since. Well, now, you have a lot of things to fulfill with her and the blowjob earlier was just the beginning of a show that’s bound to happen.

“I can’t get enough of your mind-boggling blowjobs too, Wony. You make me feel—” You switch places with her, pinning her down slowly onto the couch, your face now inching closer and closer towards her. “—great and that’s what I like about this.”

Without any foreplay, you capture her lips off-guard as you make the most passionate kiss possible that’ll make her feel butterflies in her stomach. Its saccharine taste makes it insatiable, wanting more of her yet a hot half a minute of this flustering moment is enough for the both of you to exchange breaths.

“Like the taste of you, daddy? ‘Cause I do—like, a lot.” Your face was puzzled after Wonyoung said that, also confused and unsure on what to imply as you playfully retorted against her. “I mean, your lips really made everything insatiable. Just can't get enough of you honestly…”

You continue the intimacy, fueling the lust inside you by dominating her with your tongue as she eagerly reciprocates, the kiss getting too heated but Wonyoung taps your shoulder, signaling you to detach away from her lips. You don’t know why exactly she wants this to be over but with Wonyoung’s enlightenment of the climax, your mind has been cleared and awakened, and so are your primal desires.

“As much as I want to kiss you, daddy, my pussy’s been wet since I’ve sucked you off—so p-please, daddy—hng!”

And who are you to reject it? You want to pound her tight cunt as much as you wanted her today and there’s no one to stop you right now, and neither is she. With the best of both worlds, you elevated the anticipating climax yet a brighter idea will make this session a wilder ride.

“Let’s take this to the bedroom, princess—would pound your tight, perfect pussy so hard that you’re only going to think about me only.”

And there and there, everything went off the cliff, up to the highest paramount of events…

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“Too good, daddy!” Your fingers up her delicious cunt never fails to earn the most heavenly whimpers escaping Wonyoung’s mouth, let alone fueling the lust inside you as your slit leaks precum just from the sight of her tight cunt squelching and clenching around your digits.

“It’s only going to get better from here, princess—” A harsh spank resonates around the puny room as the dissonance of her orchestrated moans makes your hardened length throb in need, unable to control anything. “—because I’m going to treat you like a princess but fuck you like how you deserve it.”

“W-wha—what d-did I deserve, daddy?”

“A rough one, Wony. Since you’ve done a great job at the start…”

As the heat in the air is still ignited, you take the last bit of teasing with your digits and hard spanks as you’re lost for words once you’ve plunged your length inside her. It never gets old and she’s still as suffocatingly tight as ever, not to mention with even the slightest of movement and her pussy responses with the tightest clench possible. Gripping her hips for a small leverage, you thrust in her slowly as you ensue a few kisses onto the nape of her neck, earning such moans that just makes you want to build up the pace even more.

“Ahh, daddy—it’s so good! You’re s-stretching me—ahh—so w-well…”

“And you take me so well, Wony. Your pussy is literally made for me to be hammered, hm?” You quicken the pace, just withdrawing with only the tip inside and then slamming back in, filling her up to the hilt. She mewls in every thrust you do, further arousing you as she grips onto the sheets as a leverage on the harsh acts you’re doing on her tight cunt. Adding some spanks in every oscillation of your hips, you notice how it clenches every time you do it and you’re loving every second of it—loving how helpless and lewd your princess has become is truly a sight to behold.

“You’re so good at taking my huge cock, princess…” Your brush off her silky-smooth hair off her shoulders as you pepper her neck and back with kisses that further makes the act hotter than what could it be. You trace the curvature of her waist down to her slender thighs that probably run for days and god, why does a princess have to be this perfect? Down every last feature Wonyoung has is in its absolute flawless state and you can’t help but be in awe as you in every ram you do inside her clenching heat is the praise of her faultless figure.

“Good god, Wony—down to your beautiful face up to your pussy, you’re just so fucking perfect aren’t you?”

“Gah, daddy! Fuck me harder please!”

A spank as the retaliation of her hostile takeover of lust has won, and you, the dominative one will orchestrate things onto your own accord, not hers.

“Wonyoung, you’re lucky I can fuck this good because no one can and you’re mine—every perfectly tight hole in your body is mine to use, do you understand?” Between thrusts you spat her with venomous yet genuine words, but she could only cry in pleasure as your thrusts are just too much for her to think of something articulate enough of a response so, it only took her ten seconds to come up with something— “Yes, d-daddy—ahh!”

Such rampant actions never cease to make someone scream in delight and it’s every man's dream to be in this position. Kiss, spank, thrust and repeat, it goes around in circles and you’re not going to stop it because you’re in a state of do-or-die (figuratively, of course) because in any second now, you can feel yourself getting on your high and so is Wonyoung’s, her pussy creaming all over your enraged length is enough of an evidence.

“Wonyoung—fuck! You’re so tight and so good!”

“Daddy I’m going to c-cum—gahh, so s-soon! Please!”

That’s the green light to bring another onslaught of thrusts with no-return, hammering her cunt like it’s rent due alongside grabbing her hair for her heavenly moans to be unshackled (and if you’re wondering, her arms gave out two minutes earlier because of too much pleasure as she rested her hair onto the mattress, muffling her moans in which, you didn’t really like). With the obviously lewd moans (almost screams) of Wonyoung and the repetitive clenching of her tight heat, you know that she’s about to get off so you gave her the final set of the harshest thrusts possible to mankind as it was too enough and all are let out.

You pull out of her gripping pussy as she squirts all over the bedsheets, your cock and even to your toned abdomen. You finger her repetitively in a deft pace that she cries in a wanton need and that even fuels you further into abomination.

“You good, Wony?”

“Y-yes, daddy—unload it a-all in my pussy—” Her shining orbs pleads you onto her desires, wanting you to fulfill it. Her pupils dilate once again, anticipating on a good note with you— “—please…”

“I’m dying to cum inside this perfect pussy of yours, Wonyoung.”

Pinning her down onto the bed (not so harshly), you tease her pussy with your swollen cockhead for a bit, in which earns the finest moans escaping her lips and so are the needy whimpers. Without any time to waste, you plunge into her dripping core once again but this time, the penetration is crazingly-deep, achieving the sensation of a lifetime that makes you feel butterflies. You command her to place both of her legs onto your shoulders, wanting to achieve the deepest penetration possible as she did and god, that felt way better than earlier and it’s too heavenly to be true.

“Ahh—daddy—I—gahh, so so good and d-deep! Fuck me h-hard—cum i-inside me—gahh, please!”

The desperation in her eyes says it all. Even with the messed-up makeup, tears and her disheveled hair all over the place, it’s not even a challenge to sense how needy she is for you and your seed to be deposited inside her. Now bringing the thrusts that surpasses the harshness of your actions earlier, and making Wonyoung the most raucous she’s ever been—all in the experience on the paramount of delight as everything seems to be at that moment, just a step away from your both desired promised lands. You weren’t far off of your high and Wonyoung can sense it through your eyes as she helps out, fucking herself onto your length as you chase your high, grabbing her waist and hips harshly as the leverage with your relentless pursuit onto her pussy.

“I’m going to cum, Wonyoung! So fucking close in this perfect cunt of yours—fuck!”

And you break, everything loose as you bury your length inside her, balls-deep as you unload everything you’ve got and your moans and Wonyoung’s blessed the entire room as it reverberated all over. With your last groan and the hard grip of her hips, your orgasm finally subsided as it was an euphoric one—it was so euphoric that you almost passed out but it wasn’t really close. Wonyoung on the other hand, laid down flat on the bed, enervated from the steamy sex session yet she smiles widely, knowing that your load is inside her pussy as the warmth of it elicits the sultriest of moans.

“Thank you, daddy—hah… For this load… Hah, I love i-it…”

That changed your demeanor from a stern, dominative one to softer, warmhearted as you blush because of her, feeling so grateful and thankful for this moment as the earlier omnipotence of power now subsided, back to your old self.

“Thank you too, Wonyoung—you took me so well… hah, that was exhausting…”

“Yeah, I know, oppa…” She brushes her fingers all over your chest, tracing it slowly as she looks at you endearingly, her eyes telling you how much she loved this moment, disregarding the fact of the pain that she felt—she liked it because it turned her on even more—from all of your harshness and spanking. She’s genuine about it and you could tell it without her even uttering a single word.

“We should clean up, oppa, actually.”

“Yeah, oh no, I think you need some new set of sheets after this.”

“You’re the one to blame here, oppa! You made me squirt so hard!!”

And the bratty, sophisticated Wonyoung is back and here we go again, back from the despair and being the bugbear she is…

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[cw: dubcon, manipulation, age gap (legal ofc?!), mommy kink, dacryphilia, bondage]

here i am again with another wony thought of mine 😭 i’ve been seeing a lot of wony asks from you guys so here’s something a lil extra on top of me working on the wony stuff ya’ll have been sending/have sent before :] this is a very specific scenario i hope you guys don’t mind LMAO

wony’s never beating the mommy’s girl allegations i fear!

ehehe heiress!wony with you as her mentor figure :(( you’re one of her rich grandfather’s closest associates and since the man’s company was going to get hand over to her soon, it only made sense for the old man to put someone closer to her age as her mentor 😚 but you were still way older, way more mature—and not only was your position intimidating but also the way you carried yourself inside your job and also outside of it simply made you irresistible to wonyoung… so irresistible that she doesn’t say anything when one day, you put your hand on her thigh while you were teaching her your ‘ways’… and it all starts from there really 😋

she would literally do anything for you once everything was said and done and you’ve got her wrapped around your fingers :(( don’t wear anything underneath her little skirt for easy access? yes, mommy. wear whatever outfit you want her to wear for that day? yes, mommy. carry a vibrator inside her cunt and keep up the ‘good girl’ act no matter how good or bad it feels? yes, mommy. talk properly on the phone while you’re pleasuring her sensitive little clit? yes, mommy.

ah, speaking of “mommy”… it’s like she doesn’t even know your name anymore! pretty thing learned fast… you were fucking her on her bed one day—her laptop and all her paperwork pushed aside haphazardly—and she saw how a sick smile formed on your face when she let “mommy” slip out and ever since then it’s all she called you bcs you loved it… what a good girl 🥺 and wony knows better than to speak long conversations with you in public bcs if a single person in the company even hears her say “mommy” there were going to be a lot of questions… and she knows you had enough on your plate! also loves quickies in a bathroom or a small meeting room bcs she just repeatedly whispers “mommy, mommy!” in your ear and you fuck her so much better each time…

oh you’d just love pushing wony to tears, either by edging her or overstimming her… binding her hands with cuffs or some pretty silk restraints above her head and watching her struggle and cry while you fucked her from behind :(( baby’s big on begging… shaking her head profusely when she thinks she’s had enough, “no! nonono, please, mommy…!” and really, you should feel bad for treating her like a whore but it was her fault! she embarrassed you by failing to impress some colleagues of yours… this was her punishment and she has no choice but to accept it :(( “please, mommy, i’ll be good..! i’ll be a good girl, just—ah!—stop, please…” she’s so desperate since she already came so much but :(( she looks so pretty crying! with her little pout and the tears that fell like a waterfall whenever she squeezed her eyes shut and sobbed… how could you not fuck her the entire night??

you still treat her like royalty, however… she is jang wonyoung after all—it’s what she deserves! singing praises in her ear when you noticed how well she was handling all her work as the soon-to-be president of her grandpa’s company, making sure that she’s all comfortable on your lap while she’s working and pleasuring her gently to ease all her pressure… her reward for doing so well after a long day of work? well, a warm bath and some good ass shower sex ofc! 🫣🫣 only giving wony kisses and a little tease by softly massaging her pretty tits but then as soon as you get to the shower, she’s all marked up and she’s screaming “mommy!” (again) while you fuck her so good against the wall…

now neither of you would even bother getting dressed during nights like those! sitting on wony’s bed with her in between your legs while a movie played on the ridiculously huge tv she had in her room… not like you were paying attention anyway. you’d be peppering wony’s neck with kisses while she giggles.. but as soon as one of your hands sneak in between her legs, wony knows it was going to be another long night with her favourite mommy 🫣💓

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