#sicheng scenarios

[todayisreveluv]

Dong Sicheng ; Take away

Summary: Sicheng rips your son out of your arms.

Warnings: Cursing, angsty, hurt, yelling at a child, child endangerment. Child abuse. Abuse towards y/n as well, mentions of forced sexual activity

Disclaimer: This is just fiction! I’m sure Sicheng will be a sweet , loving father to his future children! Again THIS IS JUST FICITIONAL WRITING NONE OF IT IS REAL

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

not proofread

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Your son walked through the halls of the large house, he held a toy car in one hand and in his other hand he had a Spider-Man action figure. He walked quietly, looking around for you, looking in every room he passed by. Then he comes to a stop when he’s in front of the large wooden doors.

“D-Daddy’s study…” He talks quietly as he moves closer to the door.

He puts his ear to the door trying to hear for anything then he puts one of his toys down and reaches for the handle. He just wants to see if you’re there.

“What are you doing?” Sicheng speaks from behind the boy.

Your son quickly turns around too see his father looking down at him with a mean glare.

“Who said you can come to my study?” Sicheng furrows his brows.

“I- I-“

“You what?!” Sicheng’s voice booms.

You jump when you hear Sicheng shout, you hear it from the bedroom, fear runs through you when it hits you, Sicheng was yelling at your defenseless child and you were just lounging in bed.

Your legs were weak, between them your core was throbbing with pain, Sicheng was angry at something, you don’t know what,but the only way he was able to relax was by making you take all of him weather you were prepped or not. You wince as you force yourself off the bed, pushing your sundress down to cover yourself. Sicheng shouts again and you whimper forcing yourself to leave the room. You limp as you try to move as quick as you can down the hall, looking for your son and Sicheng.

When you find them Sicheng grabs the boy’s arm and lifts his hand, balling it into a fist.

“No!” You shout as you run to your son, not caring if you were in pain now.

You grab Sicheng’s hand and Sicheng looks back at you. The look he has in his eyes is frightening. You look at your son and his cheeks are red and his eyes are filled with tears, he’s hiccuping and crying at the same time and you can’t help but push Sicheng away with all the strength you had. Sicheng backs away and you drop to your knees in front of your son, taking him into your arms.

He cries hard as he’s pulled into you, his tiny hands grab onto the fabric of your clothes and you hug his tightly holding him.

“M’ s-sowwy, Mommy, ‘M sowwy.” He cries out, burying his face into your chest.

“It’s okay, baby.” You whisper, tears falling from your eyes.

“Y/n.” Sicheng speaks, “Move from him.”

You shake your head, quietly, not wanting to look at the man who made your child cry. You were furious, you were full of hatred towards Sicheng. You wished you never met him, you wished you never agreed to be with him. Damn him, Damn him and his sadistic life style. Why couldn’t he be a normal man who cared for you who loved you, who loved y/s/n. He was his father after all.

“I’m not going to say it again, Y/n.” His voice drops.

You wince as you let your son go to stand up, your son sticks to your side, turning away from his father. He’s more calm now, but he’s still hiccuping. He holds onto you and you hold him, resting one hand on his back.You courageously face Sicheng and you wipe your tears away with one hand.

“I’m not going to move, Sicheng.” You tell him.

“Y/n.” He clenched his teeth.

“No.” You shake your head, steeping back.

Sicheng’s eye twitches then raises his chin.

“Then I’ll move him.” He says before stomping to you both.

You step back and Sicheng, reaches over forcefully grabbing your child’s arm. Your son cries again, gripping on to your clothes. Somehow you manage to get Sicheng’s hand off and you carry your son, holding him close to you.

“Give me the boy, Y/n.” He says, “Give him to me or I’m going to fucking hurt you.”

You keep your arms secured around your son, shaking your head.

“No! Just leave us alone.” You cry, tears falling down your face, “He’s just a child, Sicheng, whatever he did wrong take it out on me-“ You say, “Take it out on me.”

“Oh I fuckin’ will.” He says before reaching over.

It’s a fight with him, you know it’s dangerous holding your son while trying to fight of Sicheng, but you had too, you couldn’t let Sicheng take your child away again. Your arms have gotten so weak that your son holds you tighter. Sicheng notices and eventually grabs the boy from your arms.

Your son screams out, arms reaching out to get back to you. Sicheng keeps a tight hold on his child then hits your hard enough for you to get dizzy and fall. He puts his heavy foot on you keeping you down his shoe digs into your chest and you can’t even breath properly.

“I’ve had it with you, Y/n. It’s time I remind you that you should never go against my word.” He says before getting his foot off you.

You cough and Sicheng storms off with your child, You’re so weak you can’t even move anymore, your vision is blurry and all you’re hearing is muffled sounds of your child screaming, crying, calling for you.

“Y/s/n…” You call weakly.

You attempt to get up, but you fall down. The last thing you remember is the sound of the front door slamming and the sound of and engine starting.

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A/n: Hope you enjoyed this! Sorry if this is hurtful to anyone.

#nct 127 #wayvsmut #sicheng angst #sicheng scenarios #sicheng #sicheng smut #wayv au #wayv blurbs

[luvkyu]

dear soulmate ( dong sicheng/winwin )

sicheng x male reader

just boys falling in love tbh <3

content : 0.6k words, fluffy fluffy

( a/n ) this one's for the lauvers !!!! this is kinda short - im listening to laufey today and she gives me writing motivation so this winwin fluff was born in between the other fics im working on

do you live in new york city,

or a couple towns away?

wherever you are, i'd jump in my car,

just to see you today.

"excuse me, can i sit here?"

sicheng looked up, taking one of his earbuds out. the man in front of him was quite possibly the most beautiful thing he'd ever laid eyes on. he quickly cleared his throat, nodded, and gave a warm smile.

"sure, of course."

"thank you. i didn't expect it to be so crowded here."

sicheng nodded again and looked around the café. all the tables were occupied, and the line was longer than usual. he assumed it was because it was lunch time on a weekend.

the man now sitting across from him began taking his phone and laptop out of his bag. the sun was hitting his skin perfectly from the large window beside their table. he looked almost ethereal, as if right out of a movie.

"i like your nails a lot," the man complimented. sicheng's eyes widened, looking down at his black and silver nails that ten had painted for him just last night.

"oh, thank you. my friend likes to paint people's nails."

the man laughed quietly, "that's cute."

sicheng looked down at his book with a bashful smile.

the man got back to work on his computer after that. he picked up his phone for just a moment, then set it back down on the table before putting one air pod in his left ear.

sicheng carefully sneaked a peak at the man's phone, as the screen was still lit with the song he was listening to. sicheng's heart sped up when he instantly recognized the album on the phone. how could he not recognize it when it was the same exact album and song he was listening to right at that moment? he pulled out his own phone and watched it turn on, displaying the song dear soulmate.

sicheng felt the blush on his face getting more apparent by the second. he looked back up at the man as he typed away on his computer. but before sicheng knew it, the other's eyes were gazing right back at him. he smiled again and gently sat his laptop aside.

"i'm y/n."

sicheng's brows raised in slight surprise. processing what was happening, he tried to smile again and sat up straight. he was completely oblivious to how effortlessly cute he was.

"i'm sicheng," he replied. "you like laufey?"

y/n looked down at his phone, then smiled.

"mhm! you too?"

sicheng nodded eagerly, raising his own phone now to show the song they were sharing.

y/n's smile grew at this. their eyes lingered on each other for a moment, both feeling the flicker of a connection.

"..are you seeing her on tour here tomorrow night?" y/n asked.

"i am actually!" sicheng chimed.

y/n gazed at him in admiration. he loved the way his face lit up in excitement.

"maybe we could get drinks or something after the concert then?" y/n suggested.

"yes please," sicheng agreed quickly. he then unlocked his phone and gave it to y/n, "let's exchange numbers?"

y/n nodded and gave his own phone in return, "here's mine."

sicheng held the device and typed in his number. he had a feeling something beautiful had just started with y/n, and all because of a crowded café and a song.

dear soulmate,

i can't wait to fall in love with you.

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[mins-fins]

PAREIDOLIA (D.SC)

SUMMARY . . . history just simply always manages to repeat itself, the artist and their tired university student roommate who just can't help but admire them in ways friends don't look at each other..

PAIRING . . . dong sicheng x male!reader

GENRE . . . insanely fluffy

WARNINGS . . . none!

WORD COUNT . . . 1.8k

NOTES . . . why is winwin so majestic tf 🙁 my wayv bias is yangyang i have NO IDEA what you're talking about, im so mortifyingly in love with winwin but not in a "i want to kiss him" way in a "i wanna bake him cookies and run my fingers through his hair" way and that's basically the same thing

sicheng has become long used to coming home and seeing y/n in the middle of another artistic project. it's usually a painting, because that's the easiest thing to do in their small apartment, one the two of them fought tooth and nail to be able to afford. on some days he'll be creating costumes out of construction paper, or he'll be sewing, or he'll just be sketching on the couch. 

it's become somewhat of a staple of comfort to him, maybe it's because of how recognizable it is to come home and see y/n, eyebrows furrowed, head tilted, the slightest smudge of paint on his face as his eyes are completely focused on the canvas before him. there's always a small smile that comes to his face whenever he hears the door open, sicheng only catches it on the most certain of days, though.

and maybe it's weird that sicheng remembers every single detail of what happens after he comes home from exhausting classes where all his professor does is talk about is nonsense, this is kind of like the only silver lining to his day after hours of just nothing but life draining lectures.

and no it's definitely not because y/n is just the best serotonin every single feeling sicheng has for him is completely platonic and platonic only!

it's as he's untying his shoes, that he realizes today something is different. y/n is humming, to a song the two of them hear their neighbors blast through the walls every now and then, he assumes the tune got stuck in his head, and he just can't help but now him it to himself.

sicheng puts his shoes away, he glances up for a moment, and pauses, waiting. he then smiles to himself as he watches y/n smile himself, finally acknowledging his presence. "i didn't even hear you, the door closed so quietly".

y/n's comment makes him snicker, but his eyes still don't leave the canvas, so focused on what he's painting in fact that he doesn't register the paint on his cheek. sicheng, like he does on most days, walks up towards y/n and quickly wipes off the paint with his thumb.

y/n makes a small noise, but he ultimately doesn't shy away from sicheng's hand, almost leaning into the touch if sicheng thinks about it. "how do you never notice when you have paint on your face?" sicheng asks, going over to the sink to wash the paint off his thumb.

"an artist never strays away from their artistic craft" y/n comments mindlessly, and sicheng's eyebrows furrow just for a mere moment before he looks back to his roommate, still focused on the random color he's spreading across the canvas.

"did you just make that up, or..?" at the question, y/n finally turns around after what seemed like hours of standing in the same spot, and he snickers at the way sicheng asks it.

"yep, made it up just now".

the response makes sicheng snort, because he knows that's absolutely true considering the kind of person y/n is. "you.. your something alright" sicheng doesn't know why those words are the ones that come out of his mouth, but they make y/n laugh.

"ah thanks, you make me feel so smart, chengie" y/n looks back to the painting, stepping back just a little bit to admire it. he removes his gloves and tosses them away, yawning lightly. "does it look nice?"

sicheng blinks, glancing over at y/n, who is patiently waiting for his answer. he mindlessly stares at the painting of a snowy mountaintop as he tries to think of a compliment he hasn't said thousands of times already. "it's marvelous" y/n gives him a look of confusion, and sicheng just snickers as he does those jazz hands.

"you couldn't at least be a little bit more creative with your compliment?" y/n's face scrunches a little bet, and sicheng just shrugs, rubbing his eyes.

"i'm tired i don't have time for creativity" sicheng yawns, and y/n gives him another judgmental look. "ask me when i'm more awake" he shouts as he walks towards his room, leaving y/n to admire his painting all alone.

y/n snickers, shaking his head.

what a character you are, dong sicheng..

"do you assume van gogh was a weird guy?"

sicheng barely registers the question, because the only sound he's heard for the past twenty minutes is the horribly loud clicking of y/n's pen as he brainstorms ideas for upcoming projects, assignments, and all that other stuff. he narrows his eyes at his laptop screen before looking up at y/n, who was finally done clicking his pen and began sketching.

"what?" is his immediate response, probably because he didn't have enough time to properly assess or process that question. the other thing that being y/n's roommate comes with is having to hear the most random and weird questions. "i'm sorry?"

"van gogh" y/n says again, smiling innocently. "you know, the painter gu—"

"i know who van gogh is y/n" sicheng clarifies, sighing. "i just— what do you think i know about the personality of a famous artist who died over a hundred years ago?" he raises an eyebrow, momentarily glancing back down at his computer screen as he hears y/n's loud sigh.

"i'm researching about him for this project i'm doing".

"you did a project about van gogh already.." sicheng mutters in confusion, and he hears y/n's pen click once again, then the slam of his sketchbook. "didn't you?"

"oh this isn't for school!" y/n exclaims. "i'm just doing it for fun!"

"what kind of psycho does a project for fun?" at the words, y/n snorts, and sicheng can't help but gaze at him. yeah, it's stupid, but he's just so cute, and sicheng has no idea why he's staring this long at him.

fuck, i probably look crazy. i'm literally zoning out on his face, what kind of moron does that?

at least he's self aware.

"nothing?"

"what?"

"on van gogh?" y/n clarifies, and sicheng blinks like an idiot, because what else would y/n be talking about? he shakes his head, and y/n pouts in an unserious manner.

"at least your here to humor me" y/n says, picking his sketchbook back up as he begins flipping through it, he pauses at a certain page and smiles brightly at what's sketched on it.

sicheng doesn't really know what y/n draws in his sketchbook. y/n is pretty big on privacy, so sicheng never made it his thing to figure out what's in y/n's sketchbook because he doesn't want him to.

though, the way y/n's smiling at his sketchbook gets him curious.

"are the sketches causing you that much joy?"

y/n snaps up, his face going embarrassingly red as he closes his sketchbook once again. he smiles, then awkwardly laughs as he looks away, lightly scratching his arm. "yeah, um.. i just really like the sketches i made".

sicheng laughs, glancing back at his computer screen. it's so hard not to constantly stare at you when your.. well— you.

but they're just friends, nothing more.

"when i was younger i always wanted a garden of strawberries" y/n states as he paints said garden of strawberries on the canvas in front of him.

y/n is always the most busy on weekends with his artistic projects. he'll legitimately spend half of his day painting, another half making a halloween costume even though halloween won't come for the next seven months, and the other half sewing a sweater he's going to wear once every few months. sicheng has seen it all, and he's gotten used to the normalization of y/n just doing another artistic craft everyday, still being able to rest a whole eight hours.

he admires his way of just being such.. what is the phrase, a hard worker, he could say. y/n was just always up, doing something, he was never bored or not doing something, he was very much just an always working person.

"strawberries? out of everything?" sicheng asks, stirring the spoon in his cup of coffee mindlessly, he's too busy staring at y/n to pay attention to his now cooling cup of coffee. y/n gives him one of the most judgmental looks ever.

"what do you mean? out of everything? strawberries are amazing!" y/n counters, and sicheng laughs at his tone of voice. "they're one of the best things mankind has ever actually made".

"okay but why a garden of them?"

"so i can make strawberry flavored things everyday, duh" y/n dismisses the amount of red coloring on his apron, and his gloves, too busy trying to figure out how to finish his painting of his dream garden of strawberries.

y/n narrows his eyes at the painting, studying it for a moment, like he was trying to figure out if the painting was talking to him or not. "is this ugly?"

"what?"

"the painting? is it ugly?"

sicheng furrows his eyebrows, staring at y/n like he just asked the stupidest question in the world. y/n usually doesn't care about his opinion when it comes to paintings, because sicheng isn't an artist like he is, so sicheng has no idea why he would suddenly ask him about what he thought about his painting so suddenly.

"no? your paintings are never ugly.. why would you ask that?"

sicheng's question-answer makes y/n narrow his eyes at him. sicheng assumes he wasn't expecting that answer that then turned into a question, with the way he goes silent, and with the way his face flushes so much more obviously than it usually does.

sicheng doesn't get why he notices that the most, y/n is pretty unpredictable, he gets flustered at some of the most random times, and it's only at certain moments that sicheng notices how red his face is.

it's hot in the room, that's it, that's why, there is absolutely no other reason his face is so red right now.

he's just thinking of excuses.

"thank you" he whispers, turning back to his painting as he removes his paint splattered gloves. "it's a new day, i just wanted your opinion".

"that's strange".

"well if i'm not strange then i'm not interesting" y/n hums as he puts the finishing touches on his painting, and with his back turned, sicheng can admire him fully, without worrying about him getting caught and then having to explain why he was staring for so long.

sicheng is so busy admiring him, he doesn't even notice that he hasn't taken a sip of his coffee yet.

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[ilwonuu]

write for winwin please <3

um YES!!! i love him so bad omomgomh ty for ur request 😪😪 i hope u like <3

come over?

↬ dong sicheng

𓍯 ִֶָ pairing- nonidol!winwin x gn!reader, dom!reader x sub!winwin(????????), established relationship

𓍯 ִֶָ warnings- making out, dry humping, cumming & mentions cum, slight dirty talk, MDNI, lmk what else <3

𓍯 ִֶָ a/n- anon i loved writing this i hope ur okay with this<3 everyone 🙃lmk if i should write something more smutty or fluffy i love u all

winwin invited you over at the late hours of the night why you ask? for a sweet little dirty make out session. which you are having currently.

his lips feel so soft against yours. his chest bare because his shirt was quickly stripped away. your pants being forgotten as well as you grind down against your boyfriend.

the kisses were sloppy but needy. each one had you wanting more. him letting soft whimpers leave his mouth.

“you are so- pretty a-ah-“ he left more wanting kisses as he helped your hips move against him. your tongue slipping into his mouth.

your boyfriend tries to fight for dominance but loses that battle quickly. you lick into his mouth, moaning against his now swollen lips.

he gasps when he feels your lips against his neck. his whimpers and moans getting louder as he feels you start to grind down harder.

“you gonna come for me pretty boy?” you taunt him pulling him into a filthy kiss. he moans so loud at the nickname.

“i’m g-gonna cum if you call me that.” his eyes are no longer open as you rub against his chest. “oh? found a little name you like huh pretty boy.” you smirk as his hips slightly buck.

“s-shit.” is the last thing your boyfriend remembers before seeing stars.

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[sichengsoneslut]

hii could you do a jealous winwin because you cook for other people even though he never tried your cooking please

pairing ; sicheng (winwin) x reader

summary ; winwin finds you making food for yangyang while he’s sleeping.

warnings ; win win is lowkey toxic…, curses (bitch)

genre; angst, fluff in second part if i decide to make one!

note; TYSMM FOR REUQESTIGNGNGNG

reqs are open pls request

winwin wakes up from his nap, as he was spending time in your shared apartment. he noticed the empty space next to him and got up to find you.

he makes his way to the kitchen just to find you and yangyang giggling while talking about something, but what caught his attention were the heart shaped cookies on the plate that were infront of yangyang, which he was munching on.

you notice him and smile at him, “sicheng! you’re finally awa—“ you tried to finish, “what is this?” he replied, not letting you finish. “w—what are you talking about.” you replied confused. shifting your eyes from winwin to yangyang, who seemed just as confused as you were.

“yangyang, leave. now.” he said as he kept his eyes on you. “but i came here all the way from the do—“ yangyang said, confused trying to explain himself. “i said leave now!” winwin said annoyed, raising his voice.

“thanks for the cookies, y/n.” he replied before making his way to the kitchen door. “babe, what was that?” you asked raising your voice abit.

“you know exactly what. you’re doing this just to make me jealous right? you’re doing this just to me feel bad about myself right?” he exclaimed, trying to sound rude as possible. “sicheng, what is going on?” you asked as you made your way to him, but as you were about to caress his cheek he shoved you away.

“how come you cook and bake for others but not for me? what did i do? are you cheating on me?” he said looking deep into your eyes.

“w—what? is this a joke?” you said with a smile on your face, “is this one of your silly pranks? it’s not funny.” you said, trying to caress his cheek again.

again, he shoved you away and just stared at you. “no way.” you scoffed, “do you realize how immature you sound right now sicheng? how can you just accuse me of cheating for simply baking some cookies for YOUR band mate, i thought we trusted each other?” you said as tears started to form in your eyes. “if that’s the case then..” he stopped before continuing, “show me your phone.” he said reaching his hand out.

“sicheng..” you said softly “SHOW ME YOUR PHONE!” he shouted. “if you do this, you realize that all the trust in our relationship will be gone.. right?” you said carefully, this time with a tear sliding down your face. “shit, you’re definitely cheating on me, you won’t even show me your phone.. you—you bitch!” he shouted.

you stood there in shock, before grabbing your phone and giving it to him. “the password is the date we got together.” you replied monotonously. he grabbed your phone and started going through your messages, finally clicking on yangyangs.

me: hey! it’s y/n, can you come over? sicheng is taking a nap right now and i want you to try this recipe i learned for him, im trying to surprise him for valentine’s day!

yangyang: Okay.

seen 11:23 am

those were the only messages that were exchanged between you and yangyang.

“b—baby..” sicheng said, this time with tears in his eyes. “don’t. i’m— i have to go.” you whispered, as you took your phone and started making your way to the kitchen door, as sicheng stood there with tears sliding down his face.

note; sorry…..

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[jaehyunsbreadbasket]

WayV as Subs

Kun:

-He's such a pleasure sub

-Use him for whatever you want, let him give you all he has. You are his one priority

-Lives off of praise, wants nothing more than to know that you're liking everything he's doing

-Open to trying new things whenever you wanna get experimental, he'll do anything at least once

-Likes to roleplay a lot (extra points if you have costumes!)

Chittaphon (Ten):

-The biggest brat in the whole world

-Teasing you constantly, pushing your buttons every chance he gets

-He looooves to be punished so he'll do anything to push you over the edge

-Talks so much shit like you're not the one in control of every ounce of pleasure he gets, then acts surprised and offended when he doesn't get what he wants from you

-"What'd I do?" when he knows good and goddamn well what he did

-Will actually drive you insane

Sicheng (Winwin):

-He's so sensitive

-Everything has to go really really slow or he could easily get overstimulated

-He's literally the prettiest boy in the world and loves dressing up in the cutesy things you buy him. He's a vision in baby pink lingerie

-Choked up whimpers when you're pleasuring him, but he's really good at staying quiet for the most part

-Has a surprisingly dirty mouth on him and will sometimes talk like he's the one in charge even though you have him wrapped around your finger

Dejun (Xiaojun):

-Your whiney baby

-Cries a lot

-He always gets so shy and embarrassed when he's subby, he can't even believe he likes the shit he does himself

-Tries to maintain his manners and modesty while you're knuckle deep in his ass

-The type to protest every crazy thing you ask of him, then comply seconds later because both of you know what he really wants

-Give him all the praise in the world or he'll start to feel awkward quickly

Kunhang (Hendery):

-Misbehaves on accident cause he always forgets the rules

-It's fine though cause he likes certain punishments you give him. Hours of edging? Fine by him! Tying him up and forcing him to watch you fuck yourself? Count him in!

-Lowkey a cuck, like the thought of you degrading him while you let someone else fuck you gets him GOING

-Open communication with each other about new things you wanna try and your comfortability doing certain things

-He picks the craziest safe words ever, some shit like "supercalifragilisticexpialidocious," tf?

-He also likes to have a new one every time cause he thinks they're fun to come up with

Yangyang:

-Surprisingly obedient

-Like you'd never guess how good he is for you

-He likes to talk a big game in public and before you guys start fucking but one little touch and he's like putty in your hands

-Always begging you for something, whimpering "Please, please!" until he doesn't even know what he's asking for anymore

-Occasionally has an attitude with you but corrects himself real quick because he hates punishments. The thought of not being able to touch you makes him check his behavior as soon as he gets out of line

-Really just the sweetest baby ever

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[winwintea]

how wayv would react if you showed up at their doorstep covered in bl**d with a g*n

how wayv members would react if you showed up at their doorstep covered in bl**d with a g*n. PAIRING ▸ wayv x reader 

TRIGGER WARNINGS ▸ mentions of: bl//d (o) and g/ns (u), very angsty

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ i watched the winwin and ten lovely dance cover again and cried because im an emotional trainwreck... REGARDLESS. idk actually how this prompt came to me but damn

Qian Kun

Kun’s lips are pursed together, his eyes widen at the sight of you. With your blood stained cheeks, mixed with your murky tears, you were covered head to toe in… red. He looks you up and down before demanding angrily, “WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?” His voice is loud and clear, and you can’t help but choke up a few sobs in response, unable to answer him. Kun grabs the gun out of your hands, and embraces you in a tight hug. This time his voice begins to crack and it’s a lot softer, “What did you do…?”

Ten

Ten was so caught off guard by the blood, he didn’t even notice the gun in your hands. “Holy SHIT! What the hell, y/n?” Strings of curses followed, but you couldn’t do anything but just sob uncontrollably. Ten gazes into your teary eyes. It’s hard to see your face clearly, since it’s covered in blood. Although Ten had no idea what you did, you had come to him for help. He grabs your shoulders and presses his face close to yours, and gives you a comforting smile, “Come inside. I’ll get you cleaned up.” He would be your rock. He would be your shield. He would protect you. Always.

Dong Si Cheng

Winwin has mixed feelings as soon as he sees you at the door. He’s definitely shocked, but hides it well. The gun was directed towards Winwin, but your hands were shaking, trembling. You were a wreck, a blubbering mess. He places his hand upon yours, slowly lowering the gun. “Why don’t you put the gun down and tell me what happened?” His voice has a soothing and calming edge to it. He embraced you in a hug, rubbing your back, as he whispered in your ear, “It’s going to be okay.” And that’s almost enough to make you believe his words. Almost.

Xiao De Jun

Xiaojun cursed as soon as he saw you. “Woah…” He held his hands up in defense, eyeing you carefully. His eyes nervously glanced around the area, wondering if any of his neighbors might take notice. You remained silent, your shaky fingers still wrapped around the gun.  The scent of blood fills the air, which Xiaojun notices as quite fresh. Once his shock has worn over, he finally breaks the silence, “Are you going to tell me what happened or are we going to be here all day?”

Wong Kun Hang

Hendery is just at a loss for words. The first thing he says to you, trying to process everything going on in front of him is, “Oh. That looks… messy.” (no shit) Hendery stands there awkwardly, not sure of what to do. He looks into your eyes and stares back at his reflection. There’s nothing left he realizes. Whatever you did, whatever caused this mess… didn’t matter. You would never be the same. The person he once knew, was gone. Lost forever. And he could never get you back. 

Liu Yang Yang 

Yangyang hadn’t expected you to turn up at his doorstep, much less covered in blood. “I’m trying not to freak out… but is the blood yours?” You shook your head, and he stared at you, in awe for a second. He put his hands around your shoulders, and felt how much you were shaking. Not wanting to disturb the neighbors, he brought you inside, wrapped a towel around your body, and quickly filled a bucket with water so he could wash you off. “Yangyang…” You called out to him, your voice still trembling, “Do you trust me?"

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[gyundo]

“I’m so glad I forgot my towel”

Dong Si Cheng (WinWin) x Male Reader!

SMUT!! DNI if under 18!!

Gege kink, muscle kink, underwear kink, size kink

Plot: Y/N is a first year college student and he develops a crush on winwin, his first friend. Little does he realize the implications and depth of Winwin’s attractiveness.

It was Y/N’s first year of college. Choosing to attend a big state university, Y/N was scared that he would drown out in the sea of students and be forgotten once again.

Y/N had always been a quiet boy who kept to himself in high school. He never had many friends due to his interests in drawing, which kept his social battery satisfied. That being said, Y/N never had a crush either.

Ultimately choosing to study Mandarin, Y/N was excited to start in a place where nobody knew him as a quiet nerd who was always drawing all the time.

Y/N’s major was relatively small, yet something (someone one) else that caught his eye wasn’t.

Dong Si Cheng, the prettiest boy Y/N had ever seen, was sitting in the middle of the classroom when Y/N chose to take a seat next to him, entranced by his beauty.

His perfect pecs showing through his compression shirt, and his large back highlighted through its disparity with the back of the chair made Y/N’s heart skip a beat. He had never been attracted to anyone, let alone another boy.

And above all, winwin’s face was so perfect that even a greek sculptor couldn’t have thought of it. His luscious, elegant, and plump lips made Y/N feel a certain way. His eyes, full of warmth and mystery, made Y/N want to get to know him better. But his hair, was the best styled hair Y/N had ever seen.

So simplisitic, yet sicheng’s face was perfectly framed by his evenly cut hair.

“H-Hello, I’m L/N Y/N. ” Y/N muttered as he sat down, staring at Winwin.

“Hey there, I’ve never seen you before. My name’s Sicheng by the way. What year are you?” Winwin questioned.

As the conversation went on, not only Y/N come to realize that only to add to his list of perfections, Winwin also had a great voice, but that he was also one year older than Y/N. Y/N had forgotten that due to his advanced level, he was placed in a second year class.

Winwin asked Y/N to eat lunch with him that day, a gesture which warmed his heart, as nobody had ever asked Y/N for lunch before. He was always used to sitting alone in the cafeteria.

As time went on, Y/N and Winwin got to know each other. Y/N always felt flustered by the interested his senior showed in him and his interests, and he always found himself blushing when he saw the elder in especially attractive clothes.

“Gege—-,” Y/N would often call out when WinWin would grab a drawing object of his and hold it out to where Y/N could not reach it. Y/N was a short boy, (Y/N height) cm, and his precious Sicheng-ge always towered over him at 183 cm. He was always in awe whenever he saw his gege’s large hands, long legs, and well-built body. They sparked a feeling in him that made Y/N want to touch him.

Eventually, Y/N started wondering how large Winwin’s other body parts would be too.

“Wh-WHY am I thinking about how big THAT would be,” Y/N once questioned himself.

Although Y/N was confused about what he felt, he definitely knew it was well beyond what was to be expected in a crush. He knew his senior’s body made him feel a certain pressure in his lower body, although he didn’t know what to do about it.

Eventually, Y/N and Winwin’s friendship got to the point where winwin would often come to Y/N’s house to study with him or just to talk to him and tease him. Winwin also developed a small liking for the small boy. His cute little hands and angry pout whenever he hid something Y/N needed made him feel so precious to be able to share those moments.

It even got to the point where Winwin would stay for days on end, and even a part of Y/N’s closet had Winwin’s clothes for when he’d sleep over instead of in his dorm.

One day, on his usual trip back from the gym, winwin realized he forgot to bring clothes to change into after his workout and shower.

Thinking it was no big deal, winwin took off his shirt and walked over to Y/N’s place to help the younger with some of the idioms or cheng yu, that he was struggling with memorizing.

However, a monster awoke inside Y/N when he saw his half-naked gege opening the door to his apartment.

The washboard abs, strands of hair cling to his forehead with sweat, along with the well defined biceps and pecs that Y/N admired out in the open, was too much for him to bear.

Just as winwin was about to sit down, he also took off his sweat-drenched shorts next to Y/N before sitting down with only his boxers on. The smell of sweat with winwin’s musk made Y/N instantly blush and he felt his own asshole begin to quiver.

Y/N was unable to memorize any cheng yu, trying to memorize the shape of winwin’s muscles instead and trying to sneak a peak at the shape of his bulge instead.

He did, however, get to see Sicheng’s well developed thighs, which he wanted to touch so badly.

Winwin got up quickly, saying, “Y/N, you’ve been really out of it today. I hope you’re okay and I’ll go take a shower here before we try it again, okay”. He hugged Y/N to show his support, unaware that the waves of musk made Y/N feel a huge pressure in his lower body.

Just As Winwin was about to go into the bathroom, he took off his underwear outside and headed in to take a shower.

Y/N quietly sitting at the dining table, still reeling from the pheromone influx he got from the hug, was not ready to smell a huge amount of winwin’s musk again. It was like winwin’s underwear was a candle, releasing scent everywhere.

Y/N, feeling dizzy, walked to winwin’s underwear and slowly brought it to his mouth and nose. He began to sniff it deeply, and it brought out moans that Y/N had never made before. He quietly took the underwear with him to his bedroom, where he thought he could sit until his erection subsided.

However, Sicheng quickly rushed out of the bathroom and forgot to knock before opening Y/N’s room.

“Do you have a—-,” Winwin was about to ask, before he spotted Y/N, with his eyes closed, sniffing his briefs loudly.

Quietly walking over to Y/N, he shook the boy before admitting, “I didn’t know you where into me like that, Y/N.”

Y/N was left speechless as winwin got on top of him and started kissing him. Oh, how Y/N had wanted to know how his gege’s lips felt.

Winwin ripped off Y/N clothes and brought his cock close to his mouth before quietly putting the tip in his mouth.

“No-Gege-AAAH,” Y/N exclaimed as winwin quietly sucked on his cock. Sicheng, excited that Y/N was so attracted to his body, was excited to see his reaction when Y/N would finally see his cock.

“Now, it’s time for you to do that to gege with your small, cute little mouth,” Winwin grinned at Y/N.

Y/N was shocked as he saw his gege’s huge cock, roughly about 10 inches long, with a fat vein on the right side. His boy pussy felt extremely shaky, as it quivered upon this sight.

“Suck on it, baobei,” Winwin said as he brought Y/N’s mouth closer to his cock. As if it was instinct, Y/N immediately wrapped his lips around winwin’s cock, which barely fit in his small mouth.

Feeling winwin’s large hand on his head guiding him, Y/N began deepthroating Sicheng’s dong, while enjoying the heat winwin’s large fingers were exerting on his head.

Winwin had never felt such tightness in his life, and he rolled his eyes back as Y/N stared at his abs and thighs, touching them with his little hands.

Tears began to come out of Y/N eyes as his gege’s cock was still trying to fit in his mouth all the way. His throat felt full and despite being unable to breathe, the sweaty, musky taste of his crush’s large dick made him feel like he ascended to a seventh heaven. His nose in winwin’s crotch, the center of all the musky glory, made his stomach churn and want to taste more.

As winwin pulled his cock out of Y/N’s mouth, he could tell Y/N wanted something. Y/N immediately stood up and started licking Winwin’s armpits.

“Gege, I want to- I want to taste the way you smell. You smell so manly and good I can’t get enough of it,” he proclaimed as winwin flexed his biceps, which Y/N quickly moved his lips over. Winwin then sat down on the bed, and Y/N moved his mouth to Sicheng’s crotch, inhaling it over and over as he licked Sicheng’s huge dick, and sucked on his balls, as winwin continued to moan.

“Gege, I need something more, and I want more of this addictive feeling, but I don’t know what else we can do. I feel sad when I think this is the limit of how much I can absorb you.”

“Xingan, there’s much more we can do. Just be prepared for this to hurt a little bit,” Winwin moved his hands to Y/N upper chest, where he toyed with his nipples and then moved his fingers up to Y/N’s mouth.

“A natural slut,” Winwin thought as Y/N sucked his fingers like he enjoyed every ounce of musk on them. Y/N was so addicted to the feeling of winwin’s large body on top of him and feeling his large hands all over his chest, that he wasn’t prepare for when sicheng’s fingers began to touch his asshole.

“GEGE, it’s dirty there,” Y/N complained as Winwin pushed one finger inside, “ah-UNG”.

Y/N, as if instinctively for his virgin self, began to spread his legs open wider for winwin to finger him at a better angle.

Drool came out of Y/N’s mouth as winwin’s long finger hit a spot inside him. “AAANG,” Y/N yelled.

“Gege’s gonna push his huge cock inside this virgin bussy of yours and wreck it so good, you won’t be able to walk next week. I’m gonna make you pregnant and give you a present for saving yourself just for me,” Winwin said with a sexy smirk.

Y/N put his hands on Sicheng’s huge, muscular shoulders, as he was unprepared for what was to come. Thoughts about how it would feel and whether his ass could ever stretch back were overpowered by excitement of taking his gege’s oozing manliness and being able to interact with his large body.

Yes, what Y/N had subconsciously wanted all this time was to be dicked down by winwin, and treated like his personal boy toy. He wanted to be bred by the possessor of such a huge, muscular body. He wanted to feel his large body parts all over his petite frame and to marvel at the size difference.

“You ready?” Sicheng asked as he aligned his top at Y/N’s entrance. Y/N nodded, and Sicheng began to rub his tip up and down Y/N’s entrance to not only make Y/N want him more, but to also make precum for his cock to slide in easier because once sicheng would penetrate him, he wasn’t going to stop until he and Y/N cum repeatedly.

Seeing Y/N’s eyes that screamed he needed to be fucked, Sicheng pushed his large cock roughly into Y/N’s cute hole all at once. Tears immediately formed at Y/N’s eyes, as he hadn’t felt anything inside his ass before, but now a large, 10 inch cock was bulging his stomach and his hole felt overstuffed.

However, just the thought of Winwin inside of him and touching his still-sweaty back, Y/N’s horniness overpowered everything, even the pain and small drops of blood that came from the tiny rips from Sicheng’s huge cock penetrating him so roughly.

“Sorry, my precious Y/NN, I just couldn’t stand it anymore and I wanted to give you the cock you’ll be getting for the rest of your life right now,” Winwin said as he sluttily kicked his lips.

Y/N immediately began moaning, “AAAH SO-SO GOOD,” as Sicheng began to move his cock in and out of Y/N’s small ass.

Y/N couldn’t stop touching Winwin’s abs and enjoying the feeling of his thick thighs on his own body, in fact, winwin’s thighs seemed to provide warmth all the way until 5 inches from Y/N’s ankles. He loved how the taller man encapsulated his being, and wanted to be wrecked even more by him.

Y/N continued to mutter “G-ge-GEGE,” as he would try to say how good it felt to be stuffed by winwin’s huge, sweaty cock and how nice the residetual sweat from his body felt to him, and how good it felt to be taking such a large man.

Winwin moaned as he felt his cock almost being cut off with the tightness of Y/N’s hole, and he repeatedly began taking half of his cock out and pushing it back into Y/N from a different angle to stimulate his prostate.

In a state of euphoria he had never felt before, Y/N’s body felt hotter than he knew possible, until Sicheng leaned over him to lick his lips.

Opening his lips out of pleasure, his senior swirled their tongues together in a marvelous dance that connected them in another, wet dimension, as they both felt they could enjoy this moment forever. As winwin broke the kiss and left Y/N’s entrancing mouth, a thick strand of saliva connected his and Y/N’s lips.

Winwin immediately increased the pace of his thrusts to keep his junior in a state of constant pleasure. Y/N continued to yell for more and winwin kept dicking him down, addicted to the feeling of using the small boy as a cocksleeve.

Growing to a proud 5.3 inches itself, Y/N’s cock turned red and rock solid as Y/N felt an unfamiliar churning throughout his whole body.

Seeing the younger’s obsession with his body and cock, winwin stuffed his underwear into Y/N’s mouth before proceeding to pound him mercilessly.

“Take that, you slut. You love my body and want me so bad, so take all of my huge dick. I’ll fuck you so good you’ll only want me from now on, and you won’t be able to cum without me. I’m gonna breed you and cream you so good, cum will be dripping out of your ass for hours”

Y/N’s hole seemed to grow wider as Winwin repeatedly pushed his manhood inside of it, at a rate that was only increasing. Y/N, on the other hand, felt his eyeballs roll all the way to the back of his head from taking winwin’s huge manhood, basking in his musk, and touching his large body.

Winwin’s slapping of Y/N’s ass made it unbearable, and as Winwin pushed his tip right next to Y/N’s prostrate, a huge amount of cum spurted out of Y/N’s cock, splattering Winwin’s abs and chest.

Y/N’s body, wanting to absorb and take as much Sicheng as possible, still kept taking and enjoying the overstimulation . Winwin flipped over Y/N so they were in a reverse cowboy position and moved his humungous, veiny cock back into Y/N’s hole with a speed unmatchable by animals in heat.

Clasping Y/N down and kissing him more as he groaned, Sicheng’s cock shook around Y/N’s organs as it reached its climax and shot a huge spurt of delicious, thicc, juicy cum all over Y/N’s formerly virgin walls.

Y/N loved this feeling and realized that no matter how great the drawings he made were, the best painting was inside his own anus, made by the one he found created sexier than all.

Cum leaked out of Y/N’s ass as Winwin took his cock out. So much semen was inside him that Y/N felt half as full as he did with Winwin’s cock inside him.

“Gege, I love this. You’re gonna make me pregnant.”

Winwin admired his work as his cum leaked out of Y/N gaping hole that he made that way, by the tablespoons.

“I’m so glad I forgot my towel,” Winwin said before pushing his still/hard cock into Y/N and beginning to do him again mercilessly for what would turn into 4 hours.

Author’s Note: I would like to say that this is the first fan fiction i’ve ever written, the first smut, and I wrote this at 3 am! Please feel free to leave a comment and let me know what you thought. I’d also like to dedicate this to @jiyeonnnn, one of my most favorite male smut writers on this website!

#nct x male reader #winwin x male reader #dong sicheng #dong sicheng x male reader #wayv winwin #winwin #first smut #wayv x male reader #wayv scenarios

[obrell]

strawberry milkshake

photographer!xiaojun x fem!designer!reader

summary: y/n studied at the Faculty of Design at the university, where Xiaojun, the guy she hated, was in the Faculty of Photography. She didn't like him because Xiaojun was such a narcissist. Xiaojun didn't like y/n because she was annoying. They didn’t really know each other, but they already didn’t like each other. but what will happen if their mutual friend Chenle accidentally confuses the lists and they have to do a project together?

MASTERLIST

profiles 1 / profiles 2

1. y/n and chenle being traitors

2. you both are evils

3. chenle messed up, y/n and ravioli

4. xiaojun is having a whole mental breakdown

more coming soon !!

#nct au #nct fanfic #nct imagines #nct fake texts #nct scenarios #nct x reader #xiaojun x reader #xiaojun #chenle #ningning #qian kun #xiaoting #winwin #sicheng #renjun #yuqi #gidle #kep1er #aespa #wayv smau #wayv imagines #wayv scenarios #wayv texts #nct texts

[2jaeh]

summer rain | winwin

it's a hot summer's day and you and your boyfriend need to cool off

genre: smut, fluff

content: gender neutral!reader, boyfriend!winwin, established relationship, sexual themes for like 5 seconds

word count: 526

- lin

i didn't want every fic to be winter themed bc i literally have summer in december lol

christmas fic masterlist (2022)

You gasped for air, your fingers gripping the silky sheets beneath you as Winwin rocked his hips against you, letting his length fill you up and repeatedly hitting that spot that made your head spin. Next to the sounds of skin slapping against skin and desperate, breathy moans, the rain poured down outside. The air was hot and sticky. Winwin wasn't used to Summer in December, so you took the opportunity to take him on a little vacation. But maybe fucking in 40 degree weather was the best and worst idea you two had.

He continued to ram himself into you, his hands rested on either side of your head as he leaned over to pepper your neck with weak kisses. You gripped onto your arms, your eyes fluttering open as you looked towards the glass sliding doors next to the bed. The rain pelted down from the bright, orange tinted sky, drenching the porch. 

"Faster, I'm so close." You murmured to him, squeezing your eyes closed as your body became restless.

Winwin, as silent as he was, always obliged with no complaints. He rode out both of your climaxes, letting his body go limp on top of you once he pulled out.

"Babe, its too hot." You complained, trying to get him roll over as the feeling of your hot, sticky bodies was becoming too much.

"Let's go cool off then." He muttered lazily, rolling off you to lay on his stomach, his face buried in the pillow.

"And if you try for round 2 in the shower I'll kick you out." You joked, sitting up to pull your underwear back on and throwing on an oversized shirt.

"I have a better idea." Winwin hummed as he also tiredly pulled on some clothes, still lying flat on his back on the bed.

"Hmm? I'm listening." You nodded, taking a swig of the water on your bedside table.

"Let's go play in the rain." Winwin suggested as if it were the most normal request he'd ever made. You'd never call your boyfriend boring, but he wasn't the most spontaneous person on the planet so that definitely came out of nowhere.

"Are you serious?" Your eyes moving between him and the rain pouring down outside.

"I saw it in a movie and it was cute." He explained himself nonchalantly, already making his way to the sliding door and cracking it open.

The cool air immediately engulfed the entire room and the feeling was heavenly. Winwin stepped out onto the porch and you followed him. You took in a breath of fresh air, sprinkles of rainwater bouncing onto your skin as you both were still protected by the patio cover. Before Winwin could react, you grabbed hold of his hand and pulled him towards the grass. You both were immediately drenched in rain, laughing and trying to rub the water out of your eyes. Winwin pulled you into an embrace and you had no reason to push away. He pressed a kiss to your lips, both of you smiling into it.

"Feeling better?" He hummed, his face still just a finger space away from yours.

"Much, much better."

#winwin #dong sicheng #winwin fluff #winwin smut #winwin scenarios #winwin imagines #nct #nct smut #nct imagines #nct fluff #wayv #nct 127 #wayv imagines #wayv smut #wayv scenarios #wayv fluff #wayv fic #wayv au

[todayisreveluv]

When your son gets a nightmare.

Part the series: Mine

Summary; Your son gets a nightmare, Sicheng waits for you and threatens you.

Warnings; Child neglect, abusive Sicheng, Choking, mentions of selling of a kid!, Just horrible stuff!

THIS IS JUST FICTION! So please if you can’t handle it, don’t read it! ONCE AGAIN, THIS IS A FICTIONAL STORY!!

[Not proofread!!!]

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       You’re woken from a horrible nightmare, you dreamed that your son was being ripped from your arms by strange men you turn your head to look at the time and its 3 am. You let out a quiet sigh and try to turn but your devil like husband has a strong lock around you. Then you hear it, the sound of your son whimpering and sniffing you don’t move at all to make sure you weren’t just hearing things, but you hear his tiny footsteps outside your door.

“Mommy…” your son says with a sad tone, trying to open the door.

Sicheng locked it earlier wanting to keep the boy out while he had you his way, he didn’t want any interruptions. Your heart sinks when you hear him call for you again. This time you really try to get out of Sicheng’s hold so you move your hands carefully to his and you try to get them off you. You can hear your son move outside of the door, calling for you again you want to tell him you’ll be right there, but then you would alarm Sicheng and you know he will just put his hand over your mouth to keep you quiet or he worse he would hold you down and let you hear the sound of your son cry and cry for you.

When you finally get out of his arms you pray that he doesn’t wake up, it’s never an easy task to get away from Sicheng, but for your kid everything was possible. You tiptoe to the door and you quietly unlock it, glancing back to the bed where Sicheng was still asleep. You open the door and look down to see your child curled up in a ball on the cold floor, you frown and kneel down to carry him up in your arms.

“Mommy…” Your son wakes a bit and he looks at you with puffy eyes and wet cheek, a pout coming on to his lips, “Had bad dream…”

You hold back your own tears and you hold him close, giving him a warm smile then you kiss his forehead.

“S’okay baby~” You whisper softly, leaving the room as quiet as you can, “Mommy’s right here.”

He holds onto your nightgown not wanting to let you go. You take him back to his room, going to his bed.

“You have to go back to sleep, baby, okay?” You tell your son, laying him in his bed, you hoped he wouldn’t ask why or else you would have to explain why his own Father didn’t want to see him awake before the sunrise.

“Can mommy stay?” He asks in a whisper, “M’ scared.”

Your hand runs through his dark black hair and you hum softly. You see that it calms him and he snuggles into his blankets.

“My baby, why would you be scared?” You ask softly.

He doesn’t answer looking away from you.

“There’s nothing too be scared of, Mommy will protect you.” You remind him, “Remember our promise? I promised too always be here with you no matter what.”

Your son looks at you again and pouts even more.

“But daddy… he scary.” Your son says, “He take you every time.”

You run your thumb over your sons cheek, leaning into to kiss the soft skin.

“I know Daddy does, but I always come back to you don’t I?” You smile at him, hoping it’ll comfort him just a little.

He sniffles and nods his head, “Mommy do comes back.”

You chuckles softly, admiring how adorable your son is. You always wondered how a man like Sicheng who was ruthless, unforgiving, and a straight up terrible person took part in making such a beautiful, innocent, kind and sweet child. All the good in him surely came from you.

“I always come back for you, because I love you more than anyone in the world.” You say, cupping his cheek softly.

Your son smiles and his eyes light up. He gets up from his bed and moves to hug you tightly, you smile wrapping your arms around him, hugging him close.

“I love Mommy m-more than anyone too.” He says with a giggle.

You smile kissing his cheek, your son was truly an angel always healing you after Sicheng would break you down with his hurtful words.

“Thank you, baby.” You whisper, kissing his cheek again, you rub his back softly, “Now, now, You really have to get back to bed, you don’t wanna miss out on your big day today do you?”

He pulls away remembering that today was the day you told him you’d take him to go to aquarium. It was also the only day Sicheng would let you out of his sight, but not really, he’d have people watching you.

“Oh sharks!” Your son smiles widely, “See big huge sharks today.”

You nod mirroring his smile.

“Mmhm. Big sharks. So you have to get your rest or you’ll be really tired.” You tell him.

“Okay Mommy, I sleep now.” Your son says, he leans in to give you a quick kiss, “G’night mommy, I love you.”

You laugh softly watching him lay down quickly, pulling his blankets over him.

“I love you too, goodnight.” You smile, kissing the top of his head while tucking him in.

You leave his room a little later, making sure he was asleep before you left. You go back to your bedroom sighing as you had to return to Sicheng. You open the door and Sicheng is sitting up right at the edge of the bed. You freeze in your spot, staring his figure, his back was turned to you and moonlight illuminated his skin you look at the scars all over him and he sits up standing off the bed. Your breath gets heavy as he walks around the bed his eyes looking right into yours, you’re too frozen to move as he walks right in front of you. He stands before you and doesn’t say a thing, he then lifts his hand,you shut your eyes since you’ve already prepared yourself for his slaps or his punches or whatever you he going to give you.

But then the back of his fingers stroke your cheek.

“For a second… I thought you escaped.” He says, his voice deep and relaxed, “But then I remembered there’s nowhere you would go that I couldn’t find you. After all You have no one and nowhere left to run to.”

You open your eyes slowly and look up at him.

“My lovely Y/n..” He puts his hand on your shoulder, “It seems like that pest has been getting more and more of you every time… it really bothering.”

“.. Hes a child as his mother-“ *Smack*

Sicheng cuts you off then wraps both hands around your throat, pushing you against the wall.

“Don’t you fucking say anything about being his mother.” He harshly tells you, “You’re my wife before anyone, your only job is too satisfy my fucking needs. Do you want me to send him off? Do you want me too sell him on the black market? You know my power Wife, don’t fucking test me.”

His glare burns holes through you.

“So you understand?” He squeezes his hands around you, making it difficult for you too even breathe.

You quickly nod as your head gets dizzy quickly, then he lets you go, letting you fall to the floor. You gasp for air, putting your hand on your chest.

Sicheng looks down at you, his hand tangles around your hair and he forces you too look at him.

“If you ever put his need before mine, I’m going to beat you in front of him then I’m going to sell him off. And make sure you’ll never be able to find him,” He tells you before letting your hair go.

~~~~

#nct angst #Sicheng #sicheng angst #sicheng scenarios #wayv au #wayv angst #nct 127 #dong sicheng

[mymoodwriting]

Request for Anon (Yandere King Hendery) 4.8k, yandere, near-death experience, poison, drowning, angst

“Are you alright, my love?”

“As if you care.”

    One minute you were in the library reading peacefully, when suddenly you began to feel ill. You stood up to call for help, and that’s when everything went dark. Now you were regaining your senses, finding yourself lying in bed, Hendery at your side, holding your hand. Once you were properly conscious you pulled away from him, trying to sit up.

“What happened?”

“You tell me, my love. Don’t try to get up.” Hendery said. “You’re still recovering.”

“From what?”

“I’m not sure. There hasn’t been word yet from the physician, but do tell me, what happened?”

“I don’t know. I was fine, and then I wasn’t.”

“One of your ladies found you collapsed on the floor, seizing up a bit.”

“I don’t remember any of that.”

“My love, you are burning up with a fever.” Hendery forced you to lay back down. “You need to rest.”

“No, I need-”

“Your majesty.”

    The royal physician entered your chambers, along with your lady, Misu. She came over to your bed side, checking you over as the physician spoke.

“My examination shows that her majesty was poisoned. Something in the food perhaps-”

“Poison! Who would dare harm my queen?”

“I do not have those answers. All I’ve discovered is that the poisoning is possibly a result of two ingredients mixing together in the food. This could be a coinci-”

“Perhaps. I need to know exactly what type of poison this is.”

“Given that her majesty did not finish her meal, the effects were minimal. She’ll make a full recovery.”

“Very well, continue looking into this and report to me any new discoveries.”

“Yes, your majesty.”

    At that time the royal physician took their leave, although you were still processing. You couldn’t believe someone had actually tried to kill you, after everything you’ve been through.

“Leave.” Hendery stated. “Now.”

    Misu only hesitated for a moment before quickly removing herself from the room. You were lost in your own thoughts until you felt Hendery reaching for your hand. You pulled away and glared at him.

“I never thought you’d resort to such methods.”

“Funny, I was about to say the same thing to you.”

“Is that so?” Hendery chuckled. “You can’t escape me that easily, my love.”

“Excuse me? Do you think I tried to kill myself?”

“It wouldn’t be the first time you’ve tried to leave me. Perhaps you thought to try a more permanent method.”

“As if I would leave you my kingdom.”

“And how many times have you tried running from it now?”

“Seven, and I wasn’t running away from my kingdom. I was trying to gain my freedom so I could come up with a proper plan to get rid of you!”

“And you expect me to believe that? To me it just seems like you miscalculated something.” Hendery smiled. “Lucky me.”

“I did not try to kill myself! Someone just tried to kill me! Shouldn’t you be actually concerned here?”

“My love, as if anyone would dare to do such a thing. You are beloved by your people and me, no one holds a grudge against you.”

“Don’t you?”

“The two of us have what you would call, tough love.”

“Loveless is a more accurate term.”

“Regardless, it seems I must be keeping a closer eye on you.”

“What?”

“Once you’re feeling better you shall be moved to my chambers. It’s best you stay close to me so I can make sure you don’t hurt yourself.”

“Someone tried to kill me! You should be investigating!”

“You want me to frame someone for your crimes? No, no, no, none of that.” Hendery took your hand. “We’ll just say you had an allergic reaction and move on.”

“I did not try to kill myself! And I’ll prove it.”

“Very well, if that’s what you wish to entertain yourself with as you recover, but it doesn’t change my mind.”

    Hendery called for Misu, telling her to bring you some medication so you could get some rest. Once she returned he excused himself. Misu made sure you took your medicine and helped you get comfortable. You slowly drifted off, even if you were worried about someone making a move again, you were certain Hendery would at least do well to keep an eye on you. When you woke up later you saw that the sun was still out.

“Your majesty, how are you feeling?”

“Uh… the same… has there been an update?”

“Not yet. Although his majesty requested you be moved to his chambers once you woke if your situation had not worsened. There are guards here to escort you.”

“Of course… he’s persistent.”

    You needed help getting out of bed, but you managed to stand. There was no way you were going to walk, so Misu helped you, another one of your ladies helping you as well. It was annoying and not helpful to be moving rooms, but you didn’t need Hendery throwing a fit. You settled into his bed, remembering the time when you slept here willingly. Although you didn’t want to think about that, you had other things to worry about.

“Misu, I need you to do something for me.”

“Yes, your majesty, what can I do for you?”

“I need a list of all the kitchen staff, along with their duties and years of experience.”

“The entire kitchen staff? That’s going to be a long list.”

“I know.”

“Very well then, I shall gather that information for you as quickly as I can.”

“Thank you.”

    Even if your recovery was important, you needed to find out who tried to kill you. They had failed in their attempts, so they could try again, and most of all you knew Hendery’s words were true. You couldn’t see your kingdom hating you, as far as you knew no one had a problem with you, which made this all the more concerning. You stayed in bed, thinking things over when the smell of food interrupted your thoughts.

“Feeling better, my love?” Hendery entered with some servants. “You need to eat to recover your strength so I thought I’d join you.”

    You had help sitting up, a tray was placed on the bed so the food would be easily accessible to you. Hendery watched you for a moment, not speaking until you two were alone.

“Are you not hungry?”

“Someone tried to kill me, they poisoned my food. Why would I-”

“On this again, are we?”

“I’m not lying.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“Clearly, it’s starting to make me think you tried to kill me.”

“Why would I ever do that?”

“Because you got what you wanted, no reason to keep me around.”

“I went through a lot of trouble to get you, my love. All I wanted was you, the kingdom was a bonus.” Hendery offered you a smile. “It was very fortunate your father accepted me as I am. I feared he wouldn’t as I had nothing to offer, but my love. I suppose that’s what won him over in the end.”

“How unfortunate for him, and me.”

“My love, I know you don’t hate me. We would not be here if that was the case.”

“I’m here because of your lies.”

“I’ve never lied to you. My feelings remain the same even if you blame me for your parents death.”

“I know you killed them, and you’re trying to get rid of me too.”

“My love.” Hendery got up, a smile still present on his lips as he grabbed your face, looking down on you. “As much as you wish to blame me for the tragedies of your life, you have no proof I did anything. I love you even if your heart is confused at the moment. You’ll come back to me on your own, one way or another, so don’t look at me with hateful eyes. I would never make an attempt on your life, so get that idea out of your head.”

    Hendery placed a kiss on your head, letting you go. He took a bite of your food and sat back down at your bedside.

“See, the food is fine. Eat.”

You were still weary, but also hungry at this point. Although before you made an attempt, Misu returned.

“Your majesty I have-” She quickly stopped, realizing you weren’t alone. “Apologies, your majesty, I didn’t realize-”

“What do you have there?”

Hendery held his hand out and Misu handed over the list of kitchen staff. He looked it over with a chuckle.

“You’re really going to look into this?”

“You said I could while I recover, or in your words, entertain myself.”

“I see, but you do realize this is pointless.”

“What?”

“We eat the same things everyday, my love. Even if we aren’t together. The food we have is cooked in the same pots and pans. If the food has been poisoned in the process of being made, then I would have been affected too. I’m fine so-”

“It was a targeted attack… which means someone added something to the food after it was prepared.”

“Like yourself.”

“Or the poison was meant for you and it was added to the wrong plate.”

“…”

“Are you starting to believe me?”

“I’m not sure… Misu, come here.”

“Huh? Me?”

“Now.”

    Misu stepped closer to Hendery, flustered and shy. He held his hand out and she eventually understood to give him her arm. She did so and he pulled her close, checking her pulse.

“Look at me and tell me, did my queen ask you to do anything bad?”

“You can’t be-”

“I’m not speaking to you right now, my love.” Hendery grabbed Misu’s chin and had her meet his eyes. “Did you do anything bad?”

“Nu… no, your majesty.”

“My queen didn’t ask you to do anything vile?”

“No, nothing like that.”

“I see. You may go.”

“Yes, your majesty.”

    Misu hurried out of the room, and you made a note to check on her later. You were certainly annoyed now.

“That was unnecessary. Did you even get your answer?”

“I’m not certain… regardless, the royal physician informed me they could not identify the poison as your food has already been disposed of.”

“You-”

“Are on your own for this. I don’t believe anyone would try to hurt you, or me, but if you’re going to blame anyone you better have solid proof.”

“Fine, but let’s make one thing clear. Just as you say you wouldn’t try to kill me, I won’t be leaving of my own will. I’m going to take my kingdom back, and watch you burn.”

Hendery scoffed. “I’ll look forward to that. Now eat. I oversaw the whole process so I assure you nothing is wrong.”

“…”

“Or do I have to feed you myself?”

    You were still upset with him, practically always, but you ate with him. If he said it wasn’t poisoned, you could believe that from his twisted love. 

“See, that wasn’t bad was it. Take your medication and rest.”

“You said you oversaw this being cooked, right?”

“Yes, my love.”

“What happened when it was finished?”

“Hm… our plates were prepared and placed on a tray. From there the servants grabbed them and followed me to my chambers.”

“The servants were on standby?”

“Yes.”

“Are they always like that?”

“I can’t say. I was only there today.”

“And they grab the trays as soon as the food is ready?”

“It seems so, why?”

“Then if something was added to the food, it was done once it left the kitchen, and before reaching me.”

“You’re very cute with your investigation. So don’t cause trouble.”

“No promises.”

“Of course.”

    Hendery kissed your head and excused himself. A moment later the servants came in to take the dishes, Misu checking over you.

“Misu.”

“Yes, your majesty?”

“Are you alright? He shouldn’t have-”

“I’m alright, your majesty. I was a bit caught off guard by the request, but I did not lie.”

“I still must apologize, you shouldn’t be treated that way.”

“I’m okay, just worried about you.”

“I must also apologize, as I need you to do something else for me.”

“How can I help you, your majesty?”

“You went through the trouble of getting the kitchen staff list, but it seems I’ve miscalculated.”

“What do you mean?”

“There’s no way of knowing what kind of poison was used on me, but it wasn’t the food itself that harmed me. Therefore the kitchen staff is most likely not the culprit, meaning it’s another servant.”

“I don’t believe I follow.”

“The kitchen is already so busy as it is, so it’s highly unlikely one of them did something… do you think you could figure out what servants came in contact, or near my food the other day. I know most of the have certain roles and routines to follow. I want the names of those, and maybe ask around to see if anyone saw anything odd.”

“Ah, I will do my best, your majesty.”

“Thank you.”

    With that set up you took your medicine and laid down to rest. The next time you opened your eyes, you realized it was dark out, and you weren’t alone. You found yourself wrapped up in Hendery’s arms, his warmth keeping you comfortable and calm. Although upon realizing this you squirmed out of his grasp, waking him up in the process.

“Are you alright, my love? Do you-”

“Don’t touch me.”

Hendery sighed. “It’s late, lay back down and sleep.”

“Not with you.”

“I said I would be keeping a close eye on you. That includes the night.”

“We don’t have to sleep in the same bed.”

“But we do.” Hendery pulled you back down. “And I’ve missed you.”

“I haven’t.”

“Lies, my love, and you know it.”

    He cuddled you, spooning you and holding you close. He was still warm, just as before. You hated how your thoughts drifted to the past. The nights like this, as he’d drown you in soft kisses to help you sleep. His words of love slowly turned to whispers and fading to mumbles as he fell asleep. You thought he was everything, and now you just felt so alone.

“You really think I tried to kill myself?”

“Who would dare harm you?”

“Everyone has secrets.”

“But not just anyone would be bold enough to poison the queen. If you really think someone did that, you can’t just look for evidence, you need to know why.”

“Add this to the list of reasons you’re a terrible husband.”

“What else is on that list?”

“Your lies, your manipulation, you-”

“I did what was best for you.”

“I disagree.”

“So you’d prefer an arranged marriage with a man you didn’t know? Simply for power? I don’t think I could allow that.”

“It was not your job to look after me.”

“But I’ve done so.”

“If that was true you’d look for who tried to kill me. Before they try again.”

“You get lucky once, and they blew it. I won’t allow them another chance, even if that someone is you.”

“You’re ridiculous.”

“And you can rest easy in my arms.”

“I don’t think I can.”

“Yes you can. Like I said, I won’t let anyone harm you. I will always love you, no matter what.”

    You didn’t want to sleep, but your illness, and his warmth just made it so easy to drift off. Even if your mind was logical and understanding of your displeasure for your husband, your body and heart remembered him well, and could only accept him. When morning came you were still in his arms, snuggled against him like old times. The realization quickly made you move away. It seemed that Hendery had been awake for a while, watching you sleep and waiting for you to wake. He had you stay in bed as he went to oversee breakfast, returning later.

    You felt better, but not entirely back to your old self. So you remained in bed and carried out your investigation from there. You’d take your medicine, and Hendery always returned to share your meals, assuring you each and every time the food was safe. Misu got you the list you had requested, along with some information to narrow down the suspects. You needed to speak with each of these people, to get a better idea as to whether or not they were guilty. You would move down to the main hall to conduct these interviews, taking notes of anything you felt odd.

“Still entertaining yourself I see.”

“What do you want?”

    Hendery found you in the main hall, bringing over a chair to sit at your side, peeking at your notes. He still found what you were doing amusing.

“Any suspects?”

“Not particularly. Everyone seems to be hiding something, not surprising as the castle is huge, but no one seems that nervous around me.” You sighed. “I got nothing.”

“Just-”

“Don’t make a comment about me trying to frame someone.”

“I was going to say, just take a break. I’m sure something will come to mind once you look at it with a clear head.”

“Are you gonna help?”

“This seems to be your personal mission. I don’t want to interfere.”

“Of course not.”

    It took you two days to get through your list, and you felt like you had gotten nowhere. To add to the despair, you weren’t really feeling better. You could get out of bed and go about your day, but you’d get headaches and fatigue quite fast. If anything, it told you that whatever was used on you had lasting effects, so maybe the assassin hadn’t entirely failed.

“Your majesty, the bath is ready.”

“Thank you, Misu.”

    The warm water did well to sooth you and make you feel better despite everything. You felt you hadn’t gotten anywhere with your investigation, and had no idea what to do next. Still, for now you should rest and try again later. You closed your eyes and let yourself feel the warm water. It was really relaxing, and the aroma in the room was soothing as well. You could feel yourself falling asleep and sinking into the water. A half baked thought surfaced, making you aware of the problem, but you didn’t have the strength to do anything.

    Slowly the water rose until you were completely under it. You felt like you were floating, and it was quite peaceful, until you ran out of oxygen. You couldn’t do anything to call for help, merely trying to reach up to the surface, but your vision was already going black. You thought this might be it, starting to accept that when your vision was suddenly white and you were inhaling a mixture of water and air. You coughed up the water, realizing you had surfaced, shaking from the shock.

“I got you, I got you.”

    It took a moment to realize Hendery was holding you, Misu making a fuss about him getting wet and also helping to get you out of the water. She handed Hendery a towel and he wrapped you up with it, trying to dry you off. He ordered Misu to get the physician, staying with you and trying to warm you up.

“You’re alright, you’re alright.”

“I… I…”

“Sh, don’t speak, just breath, nice and easy. You’re okay.”

    You were still coughing up some water, trying to regain your breath and sense. Hendery merely held you tight, gently rocking you and assuring you were alright. You had no idea what happened to you, besides the fact the assassin had made another move.

“Hendery…”

“You’re alright, my love.”

“Do you still… think it was… me…”

“I never did.”

“Huh?”

“Sh, just focus on your recovery, you don’t have to worry about anything else.”

    You had questions, but you couldn’t quite articulate them. Once you were good to move, Hendery picked you up and took you to his chambers, setting you down on the bed, not caring if you were still soaked. He got another towel to help dry you up properly, finding some of your clothes to dress you and then wrapping you up in a blanket. You were still shaking, not from the water but just everything. Your thoughts led to fear, and you didn’t feel safe with anyone besides Hendery, the only person you could trust wouldn’t do anything. You didn’t even want to see the physician, and Hendery had to tell them to leave.

“My love, you need to-”

“No… no one…”

“I need to be certain you’re alright.”

“You do it…”

“You trust me? I thought you hated me?”

“You’re… you’re the only one… I can trust… right now…”

“Then please give me a moment to figure out what I need to look for.”

“Okay…”

    You pulled the blanket around you tighter once Hendery left, quietly counting to yourself to distract yourself until he returned. He did best to check all your vitals and make sure nothing was wrong.

“What happened?”

“I… I don’t know… I was fine… then tired… and… and…”

“That’s enough. I’ll have this looked into and find the culprit.”

“So you… you believe me…”

“Of course. I just need more evidence.”

“Then… you… used me… as bait…”

“The first time was too clean. There was barely any evidence left behind. I would have lost you if I hadn’t been so fortunate.”

“Why… why…”

“Sh, don’t concern yourself. I’ll handle everything. Here, I went down to prepare you some tea so you can sleep.”

“You won’t leave… right…”

“No. I will stay right here, my love.”

    Hendery helped you with the tea, making sure you had every last drop before laying you down. He tucked you in under the covers, lying down at your side. You curled up, still thinking about what happened. The first incident you had no idea what was happening, but this time around, you could feel your life slipping away. Hendery could see the gears turning in your head, reaching over to gently pet you.

“You’re okay, everything’s okay, no one’s going to hurt you.”

“You’ll find… who did this…”

“I will, I promise.”

    Even if you didn’t really want to sleep, the tea and your own exhaustion was starting to wear you down. You slowly drifted off to sleep, only able to rest for a bit before waking up in a  fright. You thought you would be alone, but Hendery was right at your side, pulling you into his arms. He gently rocked you in his arms while rubbing your back, once again assuring you things were alright.

“I see the tea didn’t work for long.”

“I’m fine…”

“I know, I know.”

“I don’t think I can sleep…”

“That’s alright, we can just stay up together.”

“Okay…”

    It was getting dark out, but you didn’t feel tired. Hendery asked for some books, and his own things to be brought to his chambers. You both stayed on the bed, quietly providing each other company. Even if you were on high alert, you didn’t expect Hendery to stay awake for long, eventually finding him asleep on the bed. You watched him for a moment, your hand unconsciously reaching over to run your fingers through his hair. You quickly stopped yourself when you realized what you were doing.

    A near death experience, your second, should not be a time to rekindle old feelings. Let alone considering all he had done to become king and take your kingdom from you. He wasn’t someone to forgive. You were still decent, cleaning up and making sure he could rest comfortably. You did your best not to wake him, just remaining at his side and trying to read, your thoughts drifting off to what happened. Before you knew it the sun had risen, and a new day had begun. You were staring out the window and you didn’t realize Hendery waking up.

“My love…”

“You’re awake.”

“Did you not sleep?”

“I couldn’t.”

“My apologies, you should have woken me.”

“One of us should rest.”

“I suppose. You must be hungry, I’ll have breakfast prepared.”

“I’m not hungry…”

“I know that’s a lie. You may have no appetite but your body needs to remain healthy.”

“…”

“Then do you want to wrap this up?”

“What? What do you mean?”

“Come on, I’ll show you.”

    Hendery helped you dress in something comfortable, disregarding usual clothing traditions, and going down to the main hall with you. He had yet to tell you anything, but you were just waiting quietly. If he was going to tell you something he should have done it in his chambers where you had privacy, so this did concern you. Although it was just the two of you as he had the guards leave the room.

“You asked to see me, your majesty.”

    Misu quietly entered the room, bowing to both of you after a slight pause. When she entered you looked over at Hendery, but he just had an amused look in his eyes.

“Why did you do it?”

“Pardon… I don’t-”

“What poison did you use?”

“Wa… what?”

“Answer me.”

“Hendery.” You hissed. “What are you-”

“My love, you are quite beautifully naive. There is only one person who could hurt you, but you never even considered the possibility because you trust them so much.”

“No, no, you-”

“You figured out it couldn’t be the actual kitchen staff, so it had to be someone who had access to your food after it was prepared. None of the servants you spoke to raised any concern, and none would have a reason to harm you.”

“And why would Misu? She has been my faithful servant since I was a child. Why would she-”

“Why indeed, that’s what I would like to know.”

“You can’t-”

“Misu is the one who’s supposed to try the food to make sure it’s safe, isn’t that right, my love?”

“I…”

“If you had finished your plate you would have surely passed, and it wasn’t Misu who found you, was it?”

“No…”

“Everyone has their secrets as you said, and when I interrogated Misu her heart was racing. Not because of my questions, but something else. Do you care to explain yourself?”

“Your majesty, I don’t-”

“Do not lie to me!” Hendery rose to his feet. “You are lucky to be breathing right now. I should have struck you down already, but you are alive right now to explain yourself. So tell me, why did you dare to harm my queen!”

    Misu was at a loss for words, looking between you and Hendery. You weren’t sure what to believe, trying to make sense of all the pieces Hendery had just dropped in your lap. Although you didn’t have to ponder for long as Misu fell to her news, bowing down.

“How could I not do something, your majesty!”

“Mi… Misu… what…”

“I do not know the reason why the queen has grown to hate you, but I cannot stand it!”

“Ah… do you… have feelings for me?” Hendery questioned. “Are your actions some declaration of love?”

“She does not love or cherish you, it’s unfair for you to suffer in such a manner.”

    Hendery chuckled, slowly walking over to Misu. He knelt down, grabbing her chin so their eyes would meet.

“I can see love in your eyes. I always thought that was admiration, I am your king after all, but this is something much deeper. You’d do anything for me, huh? Even kill.”

“Your-”

“It’s a shame. You could have been useful, but you chose to harm my queen, and I cannot allow you to live any longer.”

“Your majesty, please.” Misu begged. “I did poison the queen, but the incident with the bath was not my doing, I am not-”

    Hendery was no longer listening, returning to his throne and grabbing his sword. Your eyes went wide, having not realized he would be taking matters into his own hands like this. You thought to stop him, but when you stood, the shock of everything cause you to collapse.

“Hendery-”

    You closed your eyes before you saw anything that could never be unseen. You were shaking again, scared to open your eyes. You heard the sword clatter to the ground, a presence slowly approaching. You felt Hendery caress your cheek.

“Look at me, my love.”

    You slowly opened your eyes, locking your gaze with his. You didn’t want to see anything else. He had a bit of blood on his face, but he seemed content.

“Are you alright?”

“I… I…”

“You don’t have to worry anymore. I took care of everything, like I promised.”

“But… but…” Misu’s last words started to hit you. “She said she didn’t… the bath… if she…”

“That’s nothing to worry about. She was just saying whatever she could to save herself, but her fate was sealed the second she hurt you.”

“Did you… did you have something to do with-”

“Sh, I know this was probably a lot for you, but I needed you to know that you’re safe. I’ll get you a new maid, and make sure nothing like this ever happens again.”

“I… Hendery…”

“It’s okay, everything’s okay now, my love. You’re safe.”

“… am I…”

“Of course, you have me, and that’s all you need.”

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[5:17 PM] Just as you and Sicheng arrived at the park for a picnic date, it started to rain, but a picnic in your car in the parking lot seemed just as fun. With the way you both were laughing and enjoying yourselves in the passenger seats, it’s hard to believe that your date went wrong.

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WayV at Christmas Time🎄

🎁Kun:

-Spends all of November crafting a Christmas song of his own

-Forces everyone to play his song all season instead of the classics

-Making and decorating cute little cookies and leaving them for "Santa Claus" on Christmas Eve

-Bought everyone a gift months in advance and has successfully been hiding them

🎁Chittaphon (Ten):

-Buys matching Christmas pajamas for all his friends

-Buys a separate, smaller tree to put in the corner of his room to put gifts for his pets underneath

-Forces everyone to do Secret Santa

🎁Sicheng (Winwin):

-Tries and fails to make eggnog with Xiaojun

-Hates buying gifts because it's always a struggle trying to buy the right thing

-Tells everyone to just make him a list of things they want

🎁Dejun (Xiaojun):

-Builds a Lego winter wonderland; snowmen, Christmas trees, the whole 9 yards

-Dresses Bella up as an elf

-Listens to Christmas music 24/7. Will not allow himself to listen to ANY other genre

🎁Kunhang (Hendery):

-Busts out the holiday decorations the minute it becomes November 1st

-Wants to do Christmas karaoke every night

-Dresses up as Santa Claus and forces the guys to sit on his lap and tell them his wishes

-Then does a whole ass roleplay on Christmas night when he comes through the door with a big sack of presents (he couldn't fit in the chimney)

🎁Yangyang:

-Rigs the Secret Santa so he'll get the person with the most predictable taste to make it easier on himself

-Features on Kun's Christmas song with a rap he wrote himself about fucking Mrs. Claus

-Picks the most insane Christmas movies in the world that no one likes and makes everyone watch them despite their protests

#christmas #christmas headcanon #nct #nct headcanons #nct scenario #wayv #wayv headcanons #wayv scenarios #qian kun #ten lee #dong sicheng #xiao dejun #wong kunhang #liu yangyang #kun #ten #winwin #xiaojun #hendery #yangyang #kun scenarios #ten scenarios #winwin scenario #xiaojun headcanons #hendery scenarios #xiaojun scenarios #hendery headcanons #yangyang scenarios #christmas fanfiction #wayv phantom

[winwintea]

Blame it on my Disney Wish! WayV Series

PAIRING ▸ wayv x fem!reader 

GENRES ▸ romance, fluff, crack, angst, acquaintances to lovers, disney park au, college au

WARNINGS ▸ profanity, sexual jokes, alcohol consumption, chenle gets bullied a lot, kun also gets bullied a lot, everyone gets bullied a lot, 

SUMMARY ▸ kun takes the boys to disney world, funded by his sugar daddy chenle. however none of them were prepared for you to tag along, more or less even be affected by that cliche disney magic. but hey, maybe dreams really do come true? 

TAG LIST ▸ at the bottom (send me an ask here if you’d like to be added! + those tagged will be in the tag list of all chapters of this series!)

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ welcome to my first ever fic? this is a “choose your own route” kind of series, so no need to read in order! i’ll be updating one chapter at a time, finishing off all chapter 1’s before i move onto the chapter 2’s. this originally started off as a crack fic idea that turned into a romance. thank u for taking the time to indulge in my silly fic. i’m very into disney parks so this was very fun to write. PLEASE ALSO READ THE PROLOGUE BEFORE READING THE CHAPTERS!

PROLOGUE

▸CHOOSE YOUR SUITOR

▸ QIAN KUN

01. lover’s quarrel 

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ TEN

01. walking is for losers

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ DONG SI CHENG

01. never beating the ‘fainting princess’ allegations

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ WONG KUN HANG

01. please stop lore dumping

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ XIAO DE JUN

01. 2 idiots 1 braincell

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ LIU YANG YANG

01. google search: wikihow to look cool in front of a girl with pictures

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

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[papercupids]

luv u - dong sicheng

pairing -> dong sicheng x reader

au -> established relationship

genre -> comfort, angst, hurt.

summary -> you've imagined all the worst scenarios of telling sicheng that you don't deserve him, but the reality is slightly different.

warnings -> angst ? self deprecating thoughts

word count -> 817 words

a/n -> yes, i've ripped sicheng's dialogue off from turtles all the way down and so what. also yes sicheng plus comfort fics is my ultimate luv so deal w it <3

"i feel like i don't deserve you, sicheng,"

you could imagine how that conversation could go and these days it was your favourite thing to do, go over it until you had convinced yourself that it was real. you'd say, "sicheng, i love you but i really can't do this anymore," and they'd be the words he wanted to hear for a long time.

he'd say, "okay, whatever you want," 

wouldn't he?

you didn't imagine he'd run after you and grab your arm, "please don't leave, let's talk this out?"

it was hard to predict sicheng, from the crush phase itself. you'd stare at him across the cafe and he'd stare out of it, and you were convinced he got better things to do. but he had been there again, asking you if he could sit next to you.

why not?

but he'd been there, softly grazing your hand in winters when you'd be cuddling on the couch, or  even in the summers when you'd ask him to get some ice cream and you didn't have to ask the second time.

he loved you, it was very visible.

why was it so hard to believe he could love you? but why did someone like sicheng even love you?

it felt like some privilege you didn't deserve, even though you'd earned it.

 "i don't deserve you, sicheng," it was the second scenario, and while the first took place outside, in public, in a restaurant, preferably a date, this one took place at home while you were hunched down on your knees and it was another one of your breakdowns. 

"good, i don't deserve you, either,"

but you couldn't actually imagine sicheng's face saying that when he was usually holding your hand through it, gently using his thumbs to wipe tears off your cheek and letting you nuzzle into him when you wanted to.

there were a couple of his friends that you'd think he'd be better with, people who would stick around and actually be something good.

and he'd leave, he'd leave for the time being because you'd have to pack your bags from his apartment.

for now, he was sleeping peacefully beside you, the sun softly peeking out from the curtains beside him and cozily lighting up his face.

there was no doubt you love him, even though it scares you and a year ago you would have laughed at the possibility, but it was what had ended up happening.

you were so sure he'd follow like not even 5 minutes later if you woke up right now, "good morning, did you sleep well?"  

you scoot closer into his body, its just as warm as you want it to be. he's really pretty, not that you have left any opportunity to tell him that.

"i don't deserve you, sicheng," this one particularly is a hurting scenario, you're going to have dinner with his parents and you have been quiet all evening, annd sicheng is on the edge of cancelling the dinner when you whisper it out in the car.

and he's hurt, but it's for the best, because you really don't deserve all these good things, do you?

and he'll stop the car at some bus stop for you to go back home from.

but when you say it, in reality, you're standing in the kitchen, cutting some vegetables and he's offering to do them for you so you can get on with the other tasks and you wipe your hands on your apron when your cheeks start getting wet with the stream of tears.

"i don't deserve you, sicheng,"

his eyes soften, although he's taken aback by the suddenness of the breakdown, he's cupping your face, forcing you to look up at him through your blurry eyes. 

he swipes his thumbs on either side of your cheeks slowly as you sniff.

"y/n,"

"i really don't deserve you, sicheng, i'm-"

"shush," 

he slowly pulls you into a hug and you lean in, grateful for the comfort he provides, now ytour face is buried in his chest and as he speaks you can feel the sound of his heartbeat along with his voice.

"baby, i love you,"

his fingers run through your hair slowly.

"and baby, you deserve it. every ounce of it."

you pull away and wipe your tears but you know something is going on in that head of his and he looks at you as he gives you small smile hoping you would, too.

"you know what, baby?" 

"hmm?" 

"look at me, baby" and he cups your face again because your tears haven't stopped yet.

"nothing in this world is deserved except for love, that love is both how you become a person  and why. so my love, i love you, and you deserve it. you deserve it so much,"

you take his hands from your face and kiss his hands.

"i love you,"

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