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bp-zb1fics · 1 year

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i know a lot of people don’t ask for him but i really want to see something for hui. i know everybody says he’s “old” and stuff but he’s just soo fine. I’m requesting a long spicy and suggestive one shot of him with fem!reader. I’m fine with smut aswell. You don’t have to do it if you aren’t comfortable. thank you for your time!

Me and you under

pairing: hui x reader

pronouns: none used but reader is slightly fem-coded (calling hui oppa)

genre: heavily suggestive/smut, fluff sprinklings

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT PLEASE!!!

tw/tags: teasing, light d/s dynamics, oppa kink, kisses, making out, oral (reader receiving), fingering, non-explicit description of sex, lots of noises

wc: 1383

summary: everyone knows hoetaek is sweet on you but only you know how sweet he can be when the doors are closed.

a/n this took a little longer to write than expected because my condition hasn't been good but tysm anon for requesting! As a casual fan of pentagon, I can definitely agree that hui is a fine, fine man. Happy reading!

To most people, Hoetaek was a perfect sweetheart.

Your doting boyfriend sported pea coats that always almost ended up draped over your shoulders with coos of “Aish, my jagi needs to bring a warmer jacket next time.” (Spoiler: you never do). And his wire-rimmed glasses that would constantly slip off his nose, leaving you to fuss and push them back up for him.

He didn’t even need to be prompted to do aegyo to cheer you up or get you to smile. Seriously, this grown man. But you loved him for it. You couldn’t ask for a better boyfriend.

Because Hoetaek was the perfect sweetheart and completely soft for you but in the privacy of your bedroom, in moments when he felt a little restless, when you got a little needy, he became someone else entirely.

“Ah, ah, ah don’t be shy with me now.” He murmured.

His voice, which you absolutely adored, would drop just a little lower and take on a sing-songy quality that had you hooked on every word.

The first few buttons of his shirt have come loose, courtesy of yours truly, and you’re treated to the way the veins on his neck become prominent, how his adam’s apple bobs, his collarbones sharp and chest heaving slightly. You feel a little crazy, wanting to reach up and touch. But you can’t.

“You’ll behave for me right?” His breath ghosts against your ear, dragging his lips against these sensitive shell ever so lightly.

You inhale sharply and nod. He chuckles, keeping you pinned against the mattress. Hoetaek wasn’t particularly physically imposing but there was a certain glint in his eyes that made you feel small in all the right ways.

“Words, jagi.” You both know he isn’t asking. It’s a demand, quiet and firm and boiling hot in your stomach.

Hoetaek can play the game for hours. And it doesn’t help at all that the way he looks at you leaves you breathless, words almost like air when you manage to produce some.

“Yes,” you exhale shakily as the look in his eyes grows darker.

Then he smiles, not the cotton-candy sweet kind that you get from him on a regular day, no. It’s almost too sweet, saccharine and sharp around the edges.

He leans forward, soft and deadly like a viper about to strike and coos condescendingly.

“Let’s try that again, shall we jagi? Will. You. Behave. For. Me?”

Each word he drags out, voice hitting you like a mallet wrapped in plush cloth, tender and dull but impactful. You can’t control how your breath hitches.

“Yes, yes.” Every limb goes pliant as he looms over you.

Hoetaek firmly grasps your chin so that you’re forced to look at his face as he presses further.

“Yes, what jagi?”

He watches as you weigh it out in your mind, letting the game drag out longer and giving into him. Well, he’s feeling a little impatient today.

Without warning, he drags a knee up, stopping short between the apex of your thighs. You get a little frantic but don’t buck down to meet it. Good. He’s not really in the mood to punish you today.

Rather he continues to hold your chin, letting his thumb drag over your lips.

“Say it,” he says almost like he’s taunting you. “You’re not getting anything till you say it. Address me properly, jagi.”

You look at him through your eyelashes, eyes just a little wet as you let your lips form the words.

“Yes oppa”

Hoetaek brings his knee all the way up, relishing in the way you gasp as he grinds it in. His hand abandons your chin to bury fingers into your hair while the other grips at your side, stroking teasingly over your hip bone.

“That’s right, jagi. Very good.”

He presses his body closer and you can feel him, hot and heavy and firm against you. His lips latch onto your neck, tongue trailing heat up and down your skin. You whimper.

You feel him smile against your skin. Kisses are pressed against spots that have you shivering. Hands encircle your wrists and press them firmly to the sheets. Finally, he claims your lips, your mind going completely blank. He tastes like a sweet addiction, melting into your bones and pulling them apart.

When he pulls away, you can’t help but whine, his eyes dance playfully but the glint remains. You know what you need to do.

“Oppa please.”

He soothes your pleas with soft lips, the corners quirking upwards as he pulls his knee away and you whine again. Hands squeeze your wrists once more as if warning them to stay in place before they move downwards to spread your thighs.

Your clothes fall to the floor, leaving you bare save for one of his oversized sweaters. He presses a kiss on your hip before mouth going lower and lower until his breath is warm against the place where you want his mouth the most, quiet, needy noises escaping you.

He can’t help but run a few fingers between your thighs. You’re wet and messy and wanting for him. A few strokes has you keening, trying your best not to jerk forward. You can only watch as he pops those fingers into his mouth, staring at you hungrily as he hums around them.

You can only spread your legs further as if to entice him to take his fill. He doesn’t react, warm, wet fingers coming to tease where you’re most sensitive.

“Now tell oppa where you want him, hmm?”

He stifles a laugh when you look at him incredulously before your cheeks tint even more and you quietly say it.

“Hmmm, I didn’t quite hear that, jagi.”

You say it again, louder and just a little more frantic in your desperation.

“Want oppa’s mouth on my…”

That’ll have to do for now, Hoetaek decides, unable to summon enough patience to wait for you to ask for it exactly how he wants it. You’re too tempting, all pliant and nearly bare beneath him.

The strangled sound you make still manages to echo through the whole room as he puts his mouth on you.

His tongue is criminal, lapping over places that blur your vision and leaving you wanting more. Your hips can’t stay still anymore, twitching nearly uncontrollably in a valiant effort to not suffocate him. Sometimes he stills, just humming and sending vibrations up your spine that drive you mad. His fingers sink into you, one, two, three, your eyes wet with tears as ecstasy begins to take hold.

Before you know it, you’re hovering in a haze of pleasure, creeping your way towards sweet, sweet release. The sounds that he rips out of you grow frantic, nearly begging. He knows your body well, much to your satisfaction and despair. There are some days where Hoetaek nearly tortures you, bringing you to the tipping point and drawing you back before you can fall over.

Luckily today is not one of those days. He finishes you off and you yell, his mouth flooded by your sweetness, smearing it over his lips and chin as he works you through. Your legs are shaky with exertion but you still call out for him to take his own pleasure.

Hoetaek won’t lie and say that he didn’t tremble a little as he sinks into you, watching in awe as you throw your head back and call out for him. He’s the desperate one now, torn between dragging it out while you’re sensitive or chasing his end after having his pants grow tortuously tight while he pleasured you. The latter prevails after you look at him with wet eyes, legs wrapping around his waist and pulling him into you.

His own groans are almost musical, pitch rising as he spills himself. Hoetaek is always so gentle with you in the aftermath. Hands guiding you into the shower to rinse off, a soft towel to wipe you clean.

Moments like this are your favourite, resting your head against his chest as he hums something softly while carding fingers through your hair. Skin against skin, you’ve never felt closer. Before you know it, you’re drifting off, his voice a soft echo at the back of your mind, letting you know how much he loves you.

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huipinkhair · 4 months

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MUST BE NICE

Jay x fem!reader

Synopsis - Jay found himself fortunate when the global structure crumbled, allowing him to reside in the secluded enclave of "high society" amidst the chaos. However, as his hometown began to fall apart in the same way, Jay and his companions sought solace in the less-coveted city for refuge. To their dismay, they soon discovered that the comfort of feather pillows and gourmet meals they were accustomed to was a stark contrast to the harsh reality awaiting them in their newfound haven. Having spent their entire lives in the city, Y/N and her two brothers have developed a keen awareness and readiness for a myriad of scenarios. Whether it be natural disasters, gang conflicts, empty threats, or even attempted resource-driven homicides, they've navigated these challenges by cultivating a circle of trusted friends. When the group observes a group of well-dressed, well-fed individuals strolling through their familiar streets, a decision looms — will they extend a protective wing, drawing these strangers into their fold, or will they leave them to confront the uncertainties of the outside world?

Genre - Dystopian au, strangers to enemies to lovers

Warnings - blood, violence, alcohol consumption, drug use,

Included - ONEPACT members (Lee Yedam as younger brother) Lee Hoe Taek as older brother (do u think i wouldn't) EVNNE members ZEROBASEONE members

Taglist -

Part 0 | Part 1 | Part 2 |

#huipinkhair #zb1 #pentagon #ptg #hui #pentagon hui #zerobaseone #onepact #onepact jay #jay x reader #jay chang #jay chang x reader #evnne

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jebeplanet · 7 months

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231010 ZEROBASEONE KIM JIWOONG + PENTAGON HUI

#zb1 #zerobaseone #kim jiwoong #jiwoong #pentagon #hui #lee hoetaek #pentagon hui #boy detective kim jiwoong #favorite #EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!#((hui was my onepick in boys planet lolol))

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we-survive-endlessly · 3 months

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Hey just a quick question…

WHAT THE FUCK MY DUDE

#between him and taemin rn my sanity cant take it #hui #pentagon #Pentagon hui #lee hoetaek #lee hwitaek #Rae’s rarities

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rvnclyd · 2 years

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happy 6 years with PENTAGON!!! 🫶

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sheepyboo · 10 months

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🦊🐰

#pentagon #kpop #kpop fanart #pentagon fanart #ptg #hui #Kino #pentagon Kino #pentagon Hui #ptg Kino #ptg Hui

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prplocks · 3 months

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✧❁ wallpaper 〴 hui ˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗

reblog if you save ➳

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#wallpapers #hui #lee hoetaek #hui pentagon #pentagon #hui whu is me #hui hmm bop #hui locks #hui lockscreen #hui lockscreens #hui wallpaper #hui wallpapers #pentagon locks #pentagon lockscreen #pentagon lockscreens #pentagon wallpaper #pentagon wallpapers #pentagon hui

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maracllea · 9 months

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WRAPPED 2022 videography | 24/101 | PENTAGON Call my name

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hui-is-me · 3 months

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glasses hui (x)

#hui #lee hoetaek #my gifs #hui-is-me #pentagon hui #ptg hui #whu is me #pentagon #ptg #glasses hui #hehe #uninet #dailybg #maleidolsedit #maleidolsnet #kpopco

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kindled-soul · 4 months

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Merry Christmas fellow unis 🛹🛹

I have no idea what possessed me to edit this but uh

Have some Hui noises in Star Wars clips

Original video on YouTube by TheMexicoHouse

All Hui sounds from X account @.huisounds

#hui #ptg hui #pentagon #hui pentagon #my edit #i'll be honest i have no idea why im publicly posting this #but no matter #anyway Hui solo album soon #cant huiate #ptg #pentagon hui #hui ptg

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huipinkhair · 11 months

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Hey, Loser - Lee Hoe Taek/Hui x Reader

Word Count - 2.1k

Genre - Rivals to lovers, Hui being Hui, two musicians that wanna be THE musician idk

Synopsis - In the bustling halls of Cube University, two students stood as stark contrasts to one another, destined to be forever entangled in a web of fierce competition and heated rivalry. As the charming overachiever, Lee Hoe Taek clashed with the quiet classmate who always matched his grades, Y/N, their paths continually intersected in a clash of creativity, spirit, and conflicting emotions. Yet, beneath the surface of their animosity, an electric current of undeniable attraction pulsed, threatening to unravel the walls they had built around their hearts. Amidst the chaos of their shared ambition, these college rivals would soon discover that the thin line dividing love and hate had never been more tantalizingly blurred.

Your eyes can't break away from the email you received from your professor. He had sent out the pairings for the full-year assignment for your music production course, worth 40% of your final grade, and your partner was the one person in class you hate the most.

Lee Hoe Taek.

You frantically type back a response, asking to have a different partner, making up a million excuses as to why you need to have anyone else other than him. You begin reading through the assignment, trying not to smash your head on your keyboard.

'Produce a 12 song album with songs of varying styles. No outside sources (vocals, live instruments, samples). One song to be finished at the end of each month, submitted to me to use as a progress tracker.'

For. Fucks. Sake.

As your teacher responds saying theres no way to switch, you bury your head in your hands, greiving for all the time youre going to have to spend with HIM.

Hoe Taek has been a thorn in your side since you started at this University. He was always one step ahead of you in class, even last year when he got a band from his old high school to perform his song live at their years prom, record it, and submit it for an assignment based around audience reaction. Whereas you just had a recording of your group of friends reacting to your song sat around your computer.

But while he could show off in popularity, your grades always battled intensely. Even when you both got an A, Hoe Taek would always check the exact point total, just to see who 'won', as he claims. You never cared for such pointless competition, but the way he acted to smug with you just burned a fire within you.

You snap out of your rage-filled trance to a knock on your dorm room door. As you pull it open, you're greeted with your dorm-neighbour and best friend, Yuto Adachi. You smile at him weakly.

"Hey," you mumble, leaning your head against the door and looking down with a sigh.

"Hey, woah.. you okay?" He responds, immediately worried by your demeanour. He bends down to meet your eyes jokingly, trying to gauge your mood.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. What's up?" You force a smile again, not wanting him to be concerned.

"Me and a couple others are going for a grocery run, do you want to come? Or do you want me to pick you up anything?" You look around your room for your phone.

"Uh, yeah, I'll send you twenty bucks, I need more pasta, and um... shit what do I need..." you trail off, trying to visualise your shelf in the fridge.

"Hey, it's okay, I'll have a look before we go, I'll text you, okay?" He says with a huffed laugh, still showing worry about what has you so frazzled. Nevertheless, he leaves you to your own devices.

~~~

The next day, before your first class of the year, you arrived early, beginning to plan for your year long project, by yourself. As you're typing away, your headphones suddenly get pulled off your head, falling to rest around your neck. You huff, knowing what's about to happen.

"Hey, loser," Hoe Taek greets, planting himself in the seat next to you. You groan and put your headphones back on your ears.

"Leave me alone, asshole," you say, going back to typing. This time he just moves one of your headphone cuffs off, placing it behind your ear.

"Don't be like that~ it'll be a long year if this is how we're going to be~" he coos, getting his own stuff out of his bag.

"Oh, don't you worry, I'm planning on killing myself very soon so you can stay away from me," you say with an innocent smile. He rolls his eyes, as he begins typing on his own laptop.

"Don't talk like that, Y/N," he says seriously, "you'd miss me far too much, hm?" He diverts back into his teasing. You hold back a laugh.

"You wish, dumbass."

~~~

Hoe Taek, or Hui, as he asked you to call him while you were working together, was setting himself up in the recording booth. You had both finished composing the music for your first song, and writing the lyrics, so all that was left was to record.

"I'll start now, okayyy?~" He calls out on the mic, you respond with a quick "yes", and begin recording, starting the backing track.

As much as he annoys you, bothers you, embarrasses you, and makes you feel like shit, his voice is beautiful. You end up staring at him through the recording room camera as he sings, resting your head on your hand.

"Yo, Y/N!" you hear from behind you, snapping you out of your trance, you spin around in your chair to see Yuto, leaning in the doorway, smirking at you.

"What are you doing~?" he singsongs, looking between you and the camera feed.

"Nothing," you say spinning back around, "I'll play it again, okay?" You say through the mic to Hui, he puts a thumbs up to the camera and you set him off again. Yuto walks over to you on the desk, bracing his arms on the back of your chair, leaning over your head.

"So you're doing okay with all this, then? If you're looking at him with such heart eyes." Your eyes go wide, looking up at him from your chair.

"What the fuck do you mean?! EW." Yuto looks down at you, eyebrow raised.

"Oh, yeah? So you're saying you hate that man singing that love song right now?" He gestures to the camera feed, and you glance over to see Hui smiling genuinely as his voice fills your ears.

Yuto moves and sits on your desk, hands resting next to his thighs.

“No, look, telling myself that I hate him is the only way I can ground myself, because I know if I admit I’ve fallen for them, then I will only hurt myself. I know he would never like me like that, he's hated me since the day we both started here.” You didn't want to admit that, since you've felt some form of attraction to Hui ever since you met, but you're convinced he only sees you as an obstacle, so you've pushed your feelings far enough down that he could never tell.

“So, you’re going to continue to pretend to hate him, even though, deep down, you know that’s the opposite of what you really feel?” Yuto questions, not moving from his spot on your desk. You simply nod.

"And then you'll come back to the dorms every day and ramble on about him for ages?" he continues, as if he's trying to egg you on.

"I do not!"

"Do so."

“He's the biggest fucking asshole known to mankind, so why the hell would I ever let his stupid face and stupid smile and stupid laugh and stupid everything consume my brain on a daily basis?” You spit, then go wide eyed, realising what you said. You cover your mouth, not expecting your feelings to re-emerge like that. Yuto simply smiles and hops down from your desk, kissing the crown of your head before leaving, calling out that he's ordering pizza to your dorms tonight. Shaking your head to return focus, you begin editing Hui's recording.

"I'll play it back for you, okay?" You say, your voice ever so slightly softer than before. Hui smiles and nods, listening intently to his own voice. He nods along with the beat, as do you.

As the incomplete song wraps up, Hui claps a couple times before taking off the headphones. "Your turn, loser." He says through the mic, heading out of the booth.

~~~

You're hanging out at the campus baseball field, working on your assignment while Yuto's practising with his team. You and Hui had finished 4 songs already, one month ahead of your professors guide. You were beginning to compose your fifth, looking through the concept notes you had both talked about. You hear a cheer come from the field and look down to see one of Yuto's team mates running after the baseball, looking at the base plate to see Yuto holding a bat. You smile to yourself, proud of your best friend. Looking back down to your laptop, you listen through what you have so far. Your eyebrows furrow, and you can't tell if you like it or not. You end up texting Hui the file -

"Hey, I can't tell if I like this, what do u think"

"where are u? I'll come work on it w u"

"bball field"

"coming loser xo"

You feel your heart flutter, and lightly slap your cheeks, as if you were telling yourself off. You clear your throat as you continue trying to work on the song.

After about 15 minutes, while you were engrossed in working, your headphones get pushed off your head once again, telling you Hui was here.

"Hey, loser." You both say in unison, your tone dripping with sarcasm.

"Aww, do I say that too much?" He teases, sitting down next to you. You unplug you headphones, shoving them in your bag.

"Yes. Yes, you fucking do." You sigh out, shoving your laptop onto his thighs. You rest your head on your hand and watch the baseball practise as Hui listens to what you've worked on.

"Can I change some stuff?" He asks, and you just wave him off with a "yeah, whatever". You see him looking at you from the corner of your eye, as he pushes your laptop screen down a bit.

"Y/N, what's going on?" you look over at him, and he genuinely looks upset.

"Hm? Nothing, just frustrated, with the song." You mumble, looking back towards your friend on the field. Hui looks down at your laptop, then back at you.

"You really hate doing this with me, don't you.." He almost whispers, and you can't tell if he was actually asking you, so you don't answer. He stays quiet, working on your laptop while you watch Yuto.

"How's your high school band friends?" You ask, growing more uncomfortable in the silence.

"Oh? They're good, you remember them?" He asks, surprised.

"How could I forget the video that showed me up for that assignment last year?" You laugh half-heartedly, twiddling your thumbs. The typing stops.

"Hey~ I didn't do that.." He whines, looking at you again. You face him too.

"Course you did, you have done for every assignment, because for some reason you despise me being just as good at this course as you." You say bluntly. His lips ever so faintly curl into a smile.

"Did my stupid face and stupid smile and stupid laugh and stupid everything make you think I hate you?" He smirks, looking back down at the laptop to avoid your eyes. Your eyebrows furrow, not clocking on to what he meant.

Until you remember.

"How, how did you?"

"I heard it all on the microphone feed that day we were recording the first song."

"But I wasn't pressing... the button..." your eyes drift down to the field.

You motherfucker, Yuto.

Hui gives you your laptop back, pressing play for you to listen through what he had changed.

As the song finishes playing, Hui tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. Your cheeks flush red straight away. You glance over to him and he's looking out at the field.

"Just because we're rivals, Y/N, doesn't mean I don't like you. You challenge me the way no one else can. I actually, really do like you," he rubs the back of his neck, "hearing you tell Yuto about your feelings made me realise I have been harsher on you than I meant." He admits, leaning back on the stalls.

You're frozen, stunned. Did he? Just confess to you? No, no surely not. No way.

You feel a hand hold your chin, and turn you to face him. Your faces are inches apart.

"Stop overthinking, Y/N. I like you, okay?" He smiles, looking down at your lips. You're breathing shakily, and you nod ever so slightly. He sighs in relief and places his lips on yours. His hands hold your cheeks gently, as if he's worried anything could hurt you. It's short, it's sweet. He pulls away, pushing another strand of hair out of your face.

"Hey, here's an idea. When we graduate, lets produce songs together, for real." He suggests, smiling brightly. You return said smile.

"I'd like that. Let's finish this very important assignment before we go planning stuff like that, huh?"

"Whatever, loser." He teases, pushing your shoulder gently. You laugh softly.

After a year of working hard, you both get given an A+ for your album you both decided to title "Losers", a special set at your university's showcase,

and a beautiful, loving relationship.

#huipinkhair #Hui x Reader #Pentagon #PTG #Pentagon Hui x Reader #Hey Loser #Pentagon Hui #Hui

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jebeplanet · 3 months

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ZB1 SUNG HANBIN + PENTAGON HUI ✧ TikTok Update ✧ Hmm BOP Challenge

#zb1 #zerobaseone #sung hanbin #hanbin #zb1 hanbin #hui #pentagon hui #lee hoetaek #video #tiktok #ig #instagram #hmm bop #favorite #this is the best moment of my life ok

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absolutebl · 1 year

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For the off chance that this hasn't been brought to your attention yet: it seems that Kissable Lips dude is trying his luck on a kpop competition show now.

Yeah, Boys Planet?

Kim Ji Woong

Rumor is that he's also already been trolled for having done BL, which is just so shitty.

Aside from iLand and Kingdom LW (Viki) I never watched K-pop realiTV because they don't air them into any of my normal distribution channels. Hui from Pentagon is in Boys Planet too, which is insane, since he's one of the more talented Kpop idols out there, and from an already popular group, so what are they trying to form with this show? Is it for a super group? Just for exposure? What's the end game/prize? Hui's not gonna leave Pentagon, but how can he not win?

The show mixes talent like Hui (extremely well established), with talent like Kim Ji Woong (defunked group, keeps trying) with entirely fresh faces. Has Omega X taught them nothing? 9 times out of 10 these super groups (pick up groups?) etc... fail not because of talent but because of miss management after formation.

And before you ask, yes the 1 out of 10 is that group that's formed, wildly popular, has tons of support from their back end, but doesn't have the talent to back it up. You all know who I'm talking about, I'm sure. cough cough --

Korea should be banned from using autotune. And if the group can't sing live with hot mics why tf do they exist at all? I'm not of the IG generation, I think you actually have to have ability to be a celebrity.

Which brings us back around to Kim Ji Woong. He's a serviceable actor, i mean he's a bit one note but he can get the job done. But as a Kpop idol? He kinda sucks. He pretty, of course, but that's basically it.

Meanwhile:

We have to assume the pair is on hiatus and if he makes it big and through to the end (whatever that end game might be) they'll be on hold indefinitely.

A tiny Hui moment:

(Apropos since Hui is wee.)

Hui is Leader, Main Vocal, and Lead Dancer for Pentagon. He also has an extremely expressive face and does a lot of their comedic stuff in their MVs (which can be very funny). But his outsized talent is in composition.

He's (mainly) the mastermind behind this piece of fucking gold:

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For the BLers...

This was the song (Daisy), and the way (BL MV), I discovered Pentagon:

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A short list of great Pentagon songs:

Daisy (above)

Do or Not

Dr. Bebe

Feelin Like

The Game (highly underrated)

Shine

Okay that went sideways quickly. I'm easily distracted by Kpop.

#asked and answered #kissable lips #roomates of poongduck 304 #roommates of poongduck 304 #korean bl #Kim Ji Woong #pentagon kpop #pentagon hui #pentagon

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