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suhnshinehaos · 2 years

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treacherous : a crush culture spin-off

synopsis : after a couple of instances of accidental matching clothing, yangyang finds himself in a dating rumor with possibly the most famous person on campus : yn, the bassist of an up and coming band. yangyang doesn’t seem to have a problem with it. unfortunately yn, who has also built up a reputation for being cold as winter, does.

pairing : liu yangyang x gn!reader

also featuring ! nct 00z + mark, xiaojun, hendery, and cc!yn

genre/s : smau, university au, student council + band au, fluff, angst, humor

contains : food mentions, swearing, suggestive content / humor

status : completed !!

[ parts + note under the cut ]

✧ crush culture ➤ masterlist

this story takes place after the events of crush culture. you don’t necessarily have to read it to understand, but it would help in getting some of the references + the 00′s backstory :)

crush culture’s yn will also be making an appearance in this story and will be referred to as cc!yn. feel free to replace with a name of your choice, or you can do that with the yn of this story :> dw the yn for this one has a nickname / stage name (?) that other characters will refer to them as so it won’t get too confusing [ explained in the profiles section ]

✧ profiles

@/NCITSC | @/drmvsn

✧ parts

prologue : hottie with an attitude problem

i. act one “ i’d be smart to walk away, but you’re quicksand ”

part one : just getting started

part two : ice ice baby

part three : famous last words

part four : friends

part five : rockstar

part six : soulmates and socks

part seven : walk away

part eight : keeping distance

part nine : persistence

part ten : in time

ii. act two “ forever going with the flow, but you’re friction ”

part one : been a while

part two : peace of mind 1 | 2

part three : trust the process

part four : hi bestie

part five : umbrellas and yt premium

part six : milktea delivery

part seven : hypothetical

part eight : campus lights 1 | 2

part nine : business

part ten : hide the pencils

part eleven : short circuit

part twelve : stupid smile

part thirteen : read receipts

part fourteen : fight or flight

part fifteen : for now

iii. act three “ nothing safe is worth the drive, and i would follow you home ”

profiles, updated

prologue : be professional

part one : you know who

part two : for research

part three : a familiar face

part four : name your price

part five : quick survey

part six : messy rockstar era

part seven : good morning, sunshine

part eight : damage control

part nine : soft launch

part ten : assurance

part eleven : save a moment

part twelve : party in five

part thirteen : sparks

part fourteen : notes from tour

part fifteen : i choose you

** bonus

#askyang

#deryday

#askgy3

#dv01

from reese, with love <3 surprise !! told you not to miss the council too much,, tbh i’ve had this brewing since the last ten-ish parts of cc so that’s why im already able to get it up hihi im very excited for this one and i hope you are too ! this will be the half the length of cc (3 acts, 5 parts each) and it won’t extend like i did with cc HAHAHA updates for this will be slower than cc bc i will be working on it at the same time as another smau (+ uni and life and work responsibilities) but ill try my best to update at least once a week :)

i really hope you enjoy this <3 hope you are all doing well and taking care of yourselves :)

and let’s watch y2 beat the second lead allegations <3

#🌙 — treacherous!#wayv x reader #nct x reader #yangyang x reader #wayv imagines #wayv fluff #wayv smau #wayv series #wayv scenarios #nct imagines #nct fluff #nct smau #nct series #nct scenarios #yangyang imagines #yangyang fluff #yangyang smau

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winwintea · 1 month

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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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atinyjules · 22 days

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WAYV SERIES MASTERLIST

Ot7

None yet

Individual

Kun

None yet

Ten

None yet

Winwin

None yet

Xiaojun

None yet

Hendery

8 Letters Ft. Wong Hendery

Yang Yang

None yet

#kpop fluff #kpop #kpop imagines #kpop masterlist #kpop ff #kpop fics #nct #wayv series masterlist #wayv #wayv x reader #wayv icons #wayv moodboards #wayv series #wayv au #wayv ff #wayv fics #wayv fluff

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bleuxberri · 2 years

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𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐯 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬.

「...how many kids they’ll have + birthdays」

how many kids they’ll have ♡ 127 | dream ♡

as dads/moms ♡ 127 | dream ♡

finding out ♡ 127 | dream ♡

telling your guys’ parents ♡ 127 | dream ♡

telling the members ♡ 127 | dream ♡

gender reveal ♡ 127 | dream ♡

cravings ♡ 127 | dream ♡

going in labor ♡ 127 | dream ♡

holding the baby ♡ 127 | dream ♡

baby’s first word ♡ 127 | dream ♡

teaching them to walk ♡ 127 | dream ♡

a/n: this is only for entertainment purposes, do not come for me for writing this! | all gifs are from pintrest

*•.¸♡ navigaion. ♡¸.•*

*•.¸♡ series. ♡¸.•*

‣ summary… how many kids they’ll have & their birthdays

↺ genre… fluff, dad au

♪ listen to… takeoff by wayv

𝗾𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗸𝘂𝗻;

qian jiafei (钱家霏) »march 20«

𝗰𝗵𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗮𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗻 𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗸𝘂𝗹 – 𝘁𝗲𝗻;

kannika achara leechaiyapornkul (กรรณิ การ์อัครา ลี้ชัยพรกุล) »december 14«

nopadon prasong leechaiyapornkul (นภดลพร ะประสงค์ ลี้ชัยพรกุล) »december 24«

𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗻𝗴 – 𝘄𝗶𝗻𝘄𝗶𝗻;

dong meihui (董美惠) »november 16«

dong shuhuang (董蜀黄) »september 15«

𝘄𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝘂𝗸𝗵𝗲𝗶 – 𝗹𝘂𝗰𝗮𝘀;

wong chiahao (黄嘉豪) »july 29«

wong mingbao (黄明宝) »june 10«

𝘅𝗶𝗮𝗼 𝗱𝗲𝗷𝘂𝗻 – 𝘅𝗶𝗮𝗼𝗷𝘂𝗻;

xiao ronghui (肖荣辉) »october 1«

xiao yihua (肖怡化) »august 12«

xiao yiren (肖怡人) »november 18«

𝗵𝘂𝗮𝗻𝗴 𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗻𝗵𝗲𝗻𝗴 – 𝗵𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘆;

huang changmi (黃昌米) »april 19«

𝗹𝗶𝘂 𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗴;

liu chenyong (刘陈永) »february 26«

liu yinxing (刘银星) »may 23«

#wayv #wayv nctzen #wayv series #wayv dad series #wayv kun #wayv ten #wayv winwin #wayv lucas #wayv xiaojun #wayv hendery #wayv yangyang #qian kun #chittaphon leechaiyapornkul #dong sicheng #wong yukhei #xiao dejun #huang guanheng #liu yangyang

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neowinestainedress · 2 years

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INFERNO

INFERNO | Halloween event

“Through me you go into a city of weeping; through me you go into eternal pain; through me you go amongst the lost people.” ― Dante Alighieri, La Divina Commedia, L’Inferno

SUMMARY: Hell seems so far away from us, but be careful, the most monstrous creatures lurk closer than you might think. And on Halloween, when anything is fair, they are not afraid to show themselves for what they are. The gates of the underworld are open, the damned souls are free.

PAIRINGS: various nct members x fem!oc/reader (as usual no name, no descriptions, written in third person)

GENRE: smut, halloween themed, monsters, (light) angst

WARNINGS: smut, monsterfucking, light dubcon (mostly because of the power imbalance that comes from monster x human relationship, minor corruption in some, or aphrodisiac fluids usage, but the mc is more than willing in all of them), some angst, blasphemy, slight yandere behaviours

A/N: the stories are NOT related to each other. Read each fic warning before proceeding and if you don’t like it just skip it. It’s fiction, monsters don’t exist, and these stories don’t represent nct in any way. I should be regular with the release dates, following the ones written here, but keep in mind that I’m also writing my thesis and not all of these are completed/started so they might be slightly delayed. If you want to be added to the taglist, comment under this post so I have all your usernames in one place. Enjoy!!

⸺ INTO THE WOODS

PAIRING: werewolf!johnny x werewolf!yangyang x werewolf!jeno x werewolf!jaehyun x werewolf!kun x fem!human!oc/reader

SUMMARY: ‘don’t go in the woods, past the first two rows of trees.’ It’s a simple rule, planted in every kid’s mind in the village since they are born. Nobody knows why, but nobody dares to question why. But pride leads to do dangerous things and what’s supposed to be a silly bet to prove something, gets you lost a bit too far into the scary forest. And those who seem to be polite strangers turn out to be something they’re not.

DATE: OCT 8

⸺ FALL FROM GRACE

PAIRING: seraphim!taeyong x succubus!oc/reader

SUMMARY: after consuming many human souls, there’s one thing you want to do. Corrupt an angel. But not any angel, God’s favorite angel.

DATE: OCT 14

⸺ SWEET LIES

PAIRING: ghost!jeno x fem!human!oc/reader

SUMMARY: you find out what’s the weird sensation that’s been torturing you for years, but just when you think things start to make sense, he confuses you even more. Are you really who he thinks you are?

DATE: OCT 16

⸺ ABANDONED

PAIRING: vampire!jaehyun x fem!human!oc/reader

SUMMARY: an abandoned castle, one quick walk upstairs and then you were going back to your friend. But the castle is not abandoned at all, and after many lonely years, somebody’s happy to finally have some company.

DATE: OCT 21 ON HOLD

⸺ DEEP WATERS

PAIRING: tentacle monster!haechan x fem!human!oc/reader

SUMMARY: all your life you heard stories about the monster that lives in the lake, but they never scared you. You were looking for him, hoping fate was going to lead you to him to prove yourself you’re not crazy for believing in his existence. And when it happens, he seems to be afraid of you.

DATE: OCT 23

⸺ SINFUL PERDITION

PAIRING: priest!kun x fem!human!oc/reader

SUMMARY: you get close to your town church again in the hope of finding your faith again, but the new priest seems to lead you closer to perdition than salvation. And when you get closer to him, you start to wonder if he really is who he seems to be.

DATE: OCT 28 ON HOLD

⸺ SWEET DECEPTION

PAIRING: pick the members here

SUMMARY: on Halloween, nothing is as it seems. You end up in a room with six guys thinking they have amazing costumes only to be struck by reality when it’s too late; those are not costumes at all. But remember, on October 31, nothing is as it seems.

DATE: OCT 31

#nct fanfiction #nct smut #nct 127 smut #nct dream smut #wayv smut #nct scenarios #hallowtober #johnny smut #taeyong smut #kun smut #jaehyun smut #jeno smut #haechan smut #yangyang smut #series: inferno

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onyourhyuck · 1 year

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Sleigh Race. | Lee Jeno (M)

prologue- “Never thought I’d say this aloud but I need you. So badly.” + “I know. Your body is doing the talking my love.”

summary: you love December for two things: the festive holidays and the sleighs race tradition that you always DO every Christmas. you never fail to win but what happens when your enemy challenges you to one?

warnings: enemies to ???. Childhood frenemies/enemies type thing. Fucking in OPEN woods with SNOW. Bitches are so horny but hate each other sm. Jeno and y/n have serious issues for fucking in the wide open. Rough… everything’s rough. Degrading and mean talk. There is nothing kind about this. There is soft aftercare bc everyone needs it after intimacy :). Enjoy this Christmas fic😭.

the notes- KINKMAS FIC.

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You plan to win the golden medal for this years Christmas sleigh race competition. You attended every year, the first time was when you were only seven years old. You might of never won that time but you have won last year and the year before that. This year isn’t any different because you want to come first. But this year line up is a little worrying. Too many people are involved this Christmas and it sort of makes you doubt yourself— yet you’re happy people are trying this ‘sport’ you’d call it. It is fun and who doesn’t like rolling down the snow mountain from the deep woods with the sleigh? If someone said they don’t, they would be lying. You never know until you try. People often ask why do you enjoy doing something so dangerous, you reply with because of the adrenaline it gives you.

The intense fear of overcoming something so terrifying with so many outcomes that could end up from bad to worse irks your skin with excitement. It feels like a wild drug, sleighing down that hill every year in the competition, able to defeat people and with immense speed, skin contacting the cold snow beneath you or sometimes other competitors would splash snow onto your body leaving you to freeze with grim delight. You love Christmas. Truly it would be your favourite season, holiday and activity. If you could repeat Christmas every month you’d be such a happy child. The smell of Christmas cake and the blazing Christmas lights on every house chiming the night street. The trees hung up from the neighbour windows, your entire family gathering round. The indecisive worry of making a decision what to buy for your friends and family as well. You have fond memories of it all.

Standing on the top of the hill buried at the very end of the woods. Silence engulfing you, deep breeze hitting against the winter coat and the many layers of sweaters and thermal leggings underneath the jeans to keep you warm. Hand thermal gloves put on your delicate reddish fingers, the cold infecting it to spread the colour red making the blood boil to the surface instantly. Not to forget the hat, you adjust it on to your head sighing.

“You forgot your thread to attach to your sleigh.” The boy behind shot you the red thread to match your colour coated red sleigh. You look up with an raise eyebrow. It was your childhood enemy and as much as you hate to admit it, you couldn’t recognise him almost. He grew up with a very matured face, much slimmer where he no longer had such a baby face and baby cheeks. One of his eyebrows has a split done. The body he dressed into many layers too— a large winter coat with fur and many shirts underneath the other with baggy black jeans and boots suitable to walk the heavy snow. You’re surprised, he even became buffer. How did he change so much? It shouldn’t surprise you considering you haven’t seen each other since the last day of middle school. Then your family moved to Seoul for a while where you attended high school there.

Eventually your family moved back to Incheon, where they stayed but you stay in Seoul for University. You have a dorm there.

“What are you doing here?” You suspiciously spat grabbing the thread from his hand as you kneel down to the ground holding the large sleigh upwards, it was a heavy compact and barely able to holding it up while you link the thread. The thread acts as a stirring wheel if you had to explain it. The sleigh is the car itself and the thread would be the wheel. The sharp heel of your feet are the breaks.

Jeno looks at you with disappointment in his cresent eyes, as if the boy was already irritated by only hearing your voice. “Sleigh Race.” He simply said.

He saw the way your mouth opens to protest but you stop. It might make you sound prejudice against Jeno (which you are) but to do it openly when it’s the first time meeting him after so long would make you look like a straight up dick. You’re better than that. So you only nod with hidden venom and hatred in your passive aggressive voice . “Suit yourself. I hope you fall and crash into a tree or something.”

“That’s very welcoming of you, y/n. Thanks. I’ll make sure to crash into you.” Jeno throws defensively pushing the sleigh next to yours as he sits on it awaiting the signal ahead from the distance finishing line where the judges and people crowding to view the many contestants in their desirable place to start. Seriously he could’ve moved anywhere else but he still choose to be next to you? Ridiculous.

You scoff. “You won’t catch up to me. I’m a god at this sports ”

“Just because you won two gold medals does not mean you’re a god. You lost fifteen sleigh racing events for fifteen years. You have more loses than wins.”

“I bet you won’t even win this one. You most likely got lucky twice.”

The boy was clear on degrading you and your egotistical confidence but who was he to tell and break you down just to make you feel so insecure? He never won a thing in his lifetime. You scowl turning to face him at the speed of light you grab him by the collar, hissing out with anger and your chapped lips parting away. The shock on his face amused you, he must’ve hit a nerve or something because this was the first time you laid hands on him. It never went far as verbal bickering and constant arguments but never— never physical touching. Jeno hates physical contact and skinship with his friends so why would he touch you? And you’re bluntly affectionate on skinship with your friends and family, overall touchy, but the hatred for jeno stops you from even befriend him let alone touching him. It’s the way your hand tightens the collar grip on his jacket. Your breathes turn to white smoke, the cold air making it visible to your eyes . The breathing touching each other faces, like a hot chocolate placed on the cold cheeks.

Your voice hoarsely warns him, he should watch himself if he wants to come untouched and not hurt out of the woods. Maybe you might snap and murder him, bury his body somewhere, who knows. “Shut the fuck up. Literally no one asked you. I can fucking count I’m aware i have less wins. But what do you have Jeno? Huh? You have abso-fucking-lutely nothing. You’re a Pathetic asshole for even saying that shit.”

You haven’t realised it but when you had stand up to latch yourself on to Jeno to grab the coat edge, you completely forgot your awareness of the surroundings in the environment. When letting go your body was supposed to head backwards on the sleigh where it was positioned. Your feet misstep tripping over the large sleigh slanting it over the hill, your body rolls down the snowy ground and down the hill you land somewhere into the woods with a slight bruise on your head forming. The boy quickly slides down leaving his sleigh on the starting line, completely discarding the competition to come check for your safety.

“Y/n!”

Strength radiating from his arms, lifting your daze body up, autumn leaves stuck on your clothing and hair. Jeno’s hands cup your face with anxiety on his beautiful sculpting face, the warm miniature blood drips down the slide of your face land on his palms. He gasps gently as you murmur with your vision going back to normal. Thankfully you did not hit your head but instead you scraped it by most likely tree bark. Concussion was outta the window, you couldn’t have that, the most your body will have is trauma and bruises. You never thought Jeno would come down to check for you, seriously, he distracts you and then he comes chasing you down? The face you saw wasn’t Jeno, because the Jeno you know would never look at you with wide eyes and speaking to you with sweet caring voice with worrisome emotions.

“Shit. Y/n you’re bleeding. I need to bring you to the hospital. Can you stand?” He stands up holding your arm by the elbow, you don’t say much but stand slowly with wobbling feet similar to jello. The moment you stood up you fell bad down, Jeno coming down to catch you before you hit the ground like a weak fool. You gasp in slight pain.

“Fuck, it hurts Jeno.” You croak out and he carries you softly in his arms before placing you under a tree with the heavy snow burying it. He kneels down brushing the messy hair out of your face. “Where does it hurt y/n?” He asks and you look down with your eyes signalling the ankle area.

Without saying anything back. They both breathe in to the nature silence, the woods were so big you couldn’t see the finishing line where the people were crowding and watching, celebrating happily. Your prediction is you landed into the far right of the woods because it was much more alive with animals than humans. You can hear chirping birds, flying crows and pigeons. In the far distance you were sure you saw a doe and it’s baby. Perhaps foxes as well hiding into the underground holes. The eyes land back on the boy rolling up your jeans and thermal leggings to take an examining look on the ankle, it looks swollen but not broken, perhaps fractured at most, but so far it looks only swollen. He was no doctor, but he seems rather accurate and confident in what he was looking for with broken bones. Thankfully you have none of those signs.

He spoke out softly with relief gushing over him. “It’s not broken. Your ankle will be fine. It needs to rest and warm cloth put over it.”

Your eyebrows furrow pulling down the thermal leggings and jeans over the ankle as well as lifting your shoes back on. “How do you know?” Jeno looks at you. “My best friend is a doctor. He told me before about fractured bones and broken bones differences.”

“Jaemin’s a doctor?” You blurt out in surprise and Jeno flashes a proud smile. The boy is surprised you even remember Jaemin, hell, it’s been too long. “Yeah. You should talk to him he would be glad to see you.” He tells you and your eyes couldn’t help but to admire the smile.

‘He smiles with his eyes’, you thought to yourself. Why was it kinda cute? Endearing? Adorable? Hell who smiles with their eyes? That was so unique and so rare to see him out of all people smile at you. It’s weirdly nice… ish.

He pauses, his smile going down as he looks away. You couldn’t help but why did the beautiful smile perish?

“I’m sorry.” Jeno states with guilt pulsing through his deep voice. He was sorry. Not just for making you almost die, he’s sorry for bloody everything he put you through. Sure, it was mutual. You made his middle school and elementary hell, he was happy you left and he could no longer see you in high school. For a while he was happy, it didn’t feel the same without you though. He had no one to tease and to banter with, you were one of those people before it all became too much for you both and those jokes turn into mean smack talking. Despite the bullying, he never once physically hurt you or mentally hurt you. It was all just words coming out of his mouth. You did the same as him. Neither of you were in the right. Both of you were in the wrong.

But he still feels more guilty than ever and all he can do is hope you forgive him. Jeno didn’t and never will need your apology either, your words were nothing but the past now and he would like to change the dynamic between you guys. He wants something more than enemies.

There must of been something wrong with your head, maybe you really did hit your head, because your body moved and spoke on its own physically, verbally. It was the way he looks so handsome and the way his words touch the surface of your skin, it brought back feelings you never knew you had subconsciously.

You pull Jeno closer by the collar once again. He looks at you with widen eyes when your lips peck his. Jeno wasn’t sure what to do, he was trying to process the softness of your lips on his freezing cold mouth. Did you just kiss him? Yes. Yes you did. Though the temptation to grab you and kiss you back grew, Jeno pulls away softly right after you did and staring at you with red cheeks and red lips.

He whispers dumbly, but very innocently. “Did you…just kiss me?”

You tilt your head feeling slightly awkward. ‘Damn he didn’t even return it back. Must’ve lost my goddamn mind there. Fuck, quickly pretend you went crazy.’ Your mind told yourself this all over again.

“Oh shit i must’ve lost my mind when i fell-”

Your voice hitches down your throat like it were a stuck lump. The warm closeness overtook everything you ever knew and senses, those five senses were gone like the light. The boy in front of you grabbing forward your face with his aggressive lips smacking on to yours, taking control over them when the cold breeze embraces your bodies like a rigid house. You take back everything you said. You never lost your goddamn mind, if anything you retrieved it and saw an opportunity for greater future. It never occurred to you before, not a single thought, that Jeno would ever be such a good kisser. He left you in the realm wonderland, he was the rabbit and you were alive, chasing him because he was kissing you to the point his lips touch yours spiritually. That was how good he was.

Mentally, you were lost in the pleasure and not a single handily thought ran in and out. The surroundings blur out as your bodies shift together. Jeno has you pinned against a tree with his hands pulling on your legs pushing them to his godly small waist. He was so snatched, it made you somehow envious, he truly was beautiful. He ran his hands through your hair, rubbing it in circular motions as the makeout carried against the tree bark. Your scar wound on the side of your head no longer pains you, he took all of your pain away and avert it onto the pleasure he was giving you and only you.

“Never thought I’d say this aloud but I need you. So badly.” You mutter lowly.

It was insane how well your enemy, could make you feel so desperate for more than just his lips now. Your body was far too greedy, it needed more. You needed more. It was a need. It was never a want.

“I know. Your body is doing the talking my love.” Jeno replies.

The risk of getting caught for what you’re about to do somehow, fills your bodies with temptation to do this even more. It weren’t stopping you. In fact it was encouraging you to do such sinful things in public. Jeno was just as eager as you were, pulling on your body to close the gaps between you— kissing down your neck as he pulls over the scarf wrapped on the neck to keep it warm. Now his mouth was keeping it warm, biting and sucking on the skin, kissing it so keenly. Everytime he did so your mouth fell apart like a crumbling sand castle on the beach, you’re so weak on the knees for him.

“Skip the fucking foreplay Jeno.” You spat in hasty manner. You were so done with everything you only need him. The race wasn’t even in your mind to comprehend, you’re pretty sure they fired the red starting gun a long ago when the both of you were kissing, but none of you heard it.

Jeno pulls away looking at you, with a deep glaring gaze. “Speak to me nicely, you’ll regret it if you don’t.”

You scowl. “Just fuck me. Don’t be soft. We’re enemies remember?”

“Enemies, yes we are.” Jeno leans close to your ears. “But enemies don’t want to fuck each other do they?”

“Maybe we do though.” You whisper back. Perhaps you’re the only enemies with benefits here? Pulling aback you didn’t have enough time and both were as equally desperate as the other. Jeno agrees on skipping foreplay if you said so, though he was still as pissed at the tone of your voice; he chose to not fight with you on it. Both of you can’t be nice to each other ever, even when you’re about to have sex. The clothes had to stay one but the only thing you were slipping off were your bottom clothing halfway, the cold could kill you if you take rest of your clothes off and none of you were that insane to slip of butt-naked in middle of December where snow was inevitably obvious as the dropping temperatures.

The boy took off his warmly thermal jeans have way, not slipping them down all the way to the ankles. He has your back completely pressed and nailed to the tree, if felt like you were one with the tree at this point; your spine shivering at the bark pressing against it, your lower body bend into his waist as his hard crotch finally hit the wet entrance of yours. His eyes gawking open at how wet you were he couldn’t help but let degrading words slip out. Calling you a ‘needy whore.’ But with the first letter changing to ‘my needy whore.’ it somehow made your stomach flip million times the more your brain replays it on repeat. He said you’re his. Even though you’re enemies, completely hate each other; perhaps a little less hate each other than before but you do still dislike one another. Here you are giving yourself to Jeno and here he is giving himself up for you.

It was Christmas Day and instead of winning a gold medal, you’re getting fucked. You can’t complain, it feels heavenly good. The sensation of being filled up, your lower body exposed into the cold air making you shiver but even though you were touching the cold temperatures and even the snow begins to fly from the sky again it never really made you feel cold, because Jeno’s warm cock inside you was enough to warm you up. He didn’t take his time with you, if anything he wanted this to finish quickly so he can do a round two with you. There’s no way he’s going to leave you here with only one round. He wants to indulge, becoming just as greedy as you are.

Your moans did not need to be secluded. Hell you were loud enough for the woods animals to hide away. He groans into the croak of your neck, somehow your walls pulling him in even deeper, you were pulsing on him and he felt amazing being so deep inside you. He was drunk, absolutely drunk on your body. Your eyes roll back when he hit a specific spot you weren’t even knowledgeable about it— it was a spot no one else hit inside and somehow it made you come undone.

You stutter at how his pace changed. He was slow and steady until he no longer was. He was fast and speedily quick, just how you both indenture. Gripping on the coat he wore, your thighs pulling him closed with how your body rubbing up and down the tree you let out a high pitch moan.

“J-Jeno shit. Slow down.” You croak out to the boy who seems to have lost it mind. He shakes his head. “I’m close. Hold on.”

“Fuck. Pull out.” You remind him quickly, Jeno did so, pulling out when he was ready to spill . When he was about to wank off the last minutes until he can come you drop to your knees down burying yourself into the snow and taking his hard erecting dick in your mouth. His eyes widen watching you completely suck him off, it was a dirty sight but a beautiful one at that.

He couldn’t help but admire the way you flick your tongue and move your entire mouth around his cock. He couldn’t last anyways but you sternly fasten the space, his cock was so big it hits the back of the throat, he gently pulls your long hair into a ponytail with his hands. Groaning.

“Y/n I’m…” he pauses as you hum a soft nod. Biting the bottom lip, he comes undone painting your mouth only white as the snow. He lightly falls down when you take out his cock to swallow the juices. Pulling up on his pants quickly, the warmth from your body disappears and only the cold stays inflicting on the body. You were needing help in which Jeno obliges without you needing to tell him.

You were far too stubborn to ask for help. Jeno however knew, he knew that. He knows you a lot more than you think. He dressed you back nicely, pulling up your thermal leggings and jeans over the another, he brushed his hands through your hair to make it seem presentable when you will head back. He then pulled you into his arms.

Your lips laps open a yelp. Jeno looks down at you. “I’m still taking you to the hospital.”

You huff out. “Okay, then give me a ride home afterwards. The goddamn race is probably finished already. Man, totally missed out on it this year.”

Jeno smiles down at you. “There’s always next year, darling.”

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midmourn · 6 months

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deja vu

title deja vu

pairing zhong chenle x gender neutral!reader

summary chenle’s new ‘thing’ is your clone.

characters zhong chenle, park jisung [nct] yang jeongin [stray kids] choi beomgyu [txt] shin ryujin, lee chaeryeong [itzy], kim minjeong [aespa], gender neutral!reader, gender neutral!oc

warnings angst, brief mention of death

word count 1798

author’s note reader is kinda unhinged lol but i love them. also i love chenle i swear!!! hes part of my bias line <3 btw if u have any requests; one shots, texts, reactions for dream send me an ask!!

The loud snap of the chopsticks made Beomgyu’s head turn to you uneasily, finding you staring off in the distance at something, eyes narrowed. He glanced from your clenched fist to the broken chopsticks to following your gaze, scoffing when he saw your ex-boyfriend with his new ‘friend’ walking inside Kwangya.

“Oh, you’re kidding,” he complained, staring at the two as they held hands, standing in front of Minjeong, the current hostess and one of your best friend’s. The brunette glanced between the two in disbelief before forcing a smile at the two and saying something.

“Oh, he has some fucking nerve,” you gritted through your teeth. Jeongin approached the table, sitting next to you and taking the broken chopsticks out of your hand as you continued to stare daggers into Chenle. If looks could kill, he’d be dead. “I was the one who showed him Kwangya! This was our place.”

“What a fucking loser,” Beomgyu snorted, watching as Minjeong turned to direct them to their booth, making short, wide-eyed eye contact with you three. You threw your hands up in disbelief at her as Beomgyu mouthed for her to trip Chenle.

Jeongin shook his head and pulled your attention to him, “Maybe Jiho was the one to pick the place.”

You scowled, “That’s his date’s name? Even if it was, he should’ve said no and picked something else.” You turned your head back to the couple, watching Minjeong slap their menus down on the table harshly. The two flinched slightly, Chenle looking slightly guilty while Jiho looked confused.

“I hate men,” you murmur after a moment of watching them, slowly turning to your food. You didn’t feel hungry anymore, pushing around the food with Jeongin’s chopsticks. “They suck.”

“Preach,” Ryujin commented, overhearing your comment on her way to another table.

“Uptown girl, she’s been living in her uptown world,” two voices belted out simultaneously, your head practically detaching from your neck at the sound of the familiar song and voice. Yet again, here was your ex-boyfriend with his … whatever, singing your song. You were the one who showed it to Chenle!

“Wow, the audacity of men,” Chaeryeong scoffed as she heard them, too. The two were in the music room, the same room you and your friends were going to go in a second ago, with Chenle playing the familiar tune of Uptown Girl on the piano to Jiho.

“Why I oughta—” As you started to walk towards the music room, Jeongin’s hand caught yours. When your eyes connected, he shook his head and you huffed, standing next to him again.

“He’s not even worth it,” Minjeong crossed her arms over her chest, eyeing him through the small window with disgust. “So unoriginal.”

“I hate him,” you seethed, feeling your nails dig into the palm of your hand when you noticed that Jiho was wearing his gray hoodie. You used to wear that damn hoodie he loved so much. It was practically yours, too. You suddenly wish you didn’t give it back after your break up. “I bet he tells Jiho he loves them in between the chorus and the verse. Ugh!” You felt a flood of emotions hit you all at once, similar to how it had been happening since your break up three weeks ago. “I’ll see you guys later.”

“Y/N, wait—” Minjeong tried to stop you but you waved her off, ignoring your friends’ looks.

You couldn’t believe that Chenle would use your couple things with another person. But it seemed like a lot of things were being revealed when you were no use for him anymore. Your heart clenched as you forced back an onset of tears and slowed your pace back to your dorm.

You looked up, and there he was. Chenle’s best friend, Park Jisung. With no Chenle in sight, and none of your friends to stop you, you stormed up to the boy angrily, knowing you would regret this but could take care too much in the moment.

“Park Jisung!” The boy looked up in surprise, an awkward look falling on his face when he saw it was you.

Jisung chuckled nervously, standing up straight and rubbing the back of his neck, “Hey, what’s up?”

“What the hell does your little bitch of a friend—” He blinked. “—think he’s doing?! Taking Jiho to my cafe, singing Uptown Girl with them, giving them my hoodie?! What’s wrong with him?”

“Everything,” Jisung spoke in amusement, “And I’m pretty sure you don’t own Kwangya or Uptown Girl. Or the hoodie that’s actually Chenle’s, and he loves that hoodie like a serious alarmingly amount. I’m thinking about forcing him to go to therapy.”

“Good, therapy would be fucking great for an asshole like him! Maybe he and his therapist can dig in that deep, soulless, heartless heart of his and figure out why he’s such an unoriginal asshole,” you smiled sarcastically at the taller boy. He stared at you in shock. “And then, maybe, just maybe, all three of you can go suck a dick and fall off a cliff!”

Without waiting for a reply, you turned abruptly and stumbled back slightly when you almost walked into someone. Your anger only grew when you saw the boy you were just talking about, staring at you in shock and … sadness? No. He didn’t deserve to be sad. You did.

You scoffed, glaring at him, “What? Are you following me now? Hope Jiho likes my sloppy seconds!” You stormed off in the opposite direction, not even realizing that you were heading away from your dorm.

“He loves me, he loves me not,” you murmured to yourself as you plucked off the wilting petals of a Baby’s Breath. “He loves me, he loves me … not.” You faltered. There were no more petals. You threw the flowerless stem to the ground, stomping on it for good measure like it was Chenle. “Jerk.”

“Y/N.”

You jumped, turning swiftly even though you knew who it was by his voice, “My God, Chenle. You’re really a stalker nowadays, aren't you?” You scoffed, crossing your arms over your chest. You don’t know when the anger started to fade away and turn into hurt. You just knew it hurt like hell to see him right now when he wasn’t yours and was recreating your memories with another person. “What the fuck do you want now? Haven’t you done enough?”

It was a lot easier to be angrier at someone than it was to say you were hurt.

Chenle sighed, “I deserve that.” Yeah, you do, asshole, you wanted to say, but he continued before you could open your mouth. “I just … I wanted to come and say I’m sorry.”

When he didn’t continue, your eyebrows rose as your foot tapped impatiently, “Do you even know what you’re supposed to be sorry for?” He probably didn’t. He usually never did because he thought he could do no wrong.

“Breaking your heart,” he said like it was nothing. “Stealing our old dates, our songs … Letting Jiho wear your jacket.”

“It’s not my jacket, it’s yours,” you replied offhandedly, Jisung having made you realize that technically it was. You paused, thinking of something and then failed to hide a smirk. “And you know what, Chenle? I forgive you.”

“What?” Chenle’s eyes comically bulged out of his head. He must’ve thought it would’ve been harder.

You shrugged, “Yeah. I mean … You can continue stealing our old dates, our songs, you can do everything we used to do with Jiho. Hell, even watch reruns of Glee with them, for all I care!” Your smile became devilish as you took a step towards him, his face faltering at your words. He didn’t expect any of this— you held grudges, just like he did. That’s part of the reason why you two broke up.

“What?” His voice cracked in a way that was once cute, but now you just wanted to laugh maliciously at it.

“Because … Every time you do,” your hand raised slowly, lifting a finger to caress his cheek lightly. He flinched at your touch, not expecting it, before slowly sinking into it. You forced yourself to not sink into it, either. “You’ll think of me. Jiho’ll think it’s special, all for them— when, really, it’s only special because of me. You’ll look them in the eyes, touch them, and wish it was me. You’ll hear my voice when they say something, you’ll see me in every damn thing around you and you’ll realize … you just lost the best damn thing to ever happen to you.”

Your hand dropped back to your side, stepping away from your ex-boyfriend and smiled again. “That’s why I’m OK with forgiving you. Because you’ll suffer for the rest of your life, wondering what could have been. And that’s good enough for me.”

Chenle stared at you in a mix of shock and hurt. Your heart pumped harshly in your chest, echoing in your ears and giving you away. You hoped he couldn’t hear it.

“Y/N …” He started but you shook your head, stopping him from speaking any more.

“You’re going to have the life you deserve, Chenle,” you said lastly. You turned and walked away as calmly as you could from him, even though your heart was beating erratically and your head was yelling at you for saying all those things to him.

You only believed in half of your words, you didn’t forgive him, but you were OK with him suffering without you as you suffered without him, too. It would be a two-way street. Your trembling fingers reached for your phone in your pocket, unlocking it and texting a message to the group chat.

YOU: just told chenle off lol. im done with him for good.

Your phone exploded with messages instantly.

RYUJIN: legend!!!

BEOMGYU: whAT DID YOU SAY? WAS HE CRYING AFTER? HE BETTER HAVE BEEN CRYING

JEONGIN: good im glad youre finally done with him. you deserve better.

MINJEONG: can i still trip him and jiho whenever i see them lol

CHAERYEONG: soo wish i was there his face wouldve been priceless!!!

The corner of your lips weakly twitched up, letting out a tearful laugh as you realized what you’ve done. You felt an odd sense of relief as a tear ran down your cheek, a flow of others following seconds later.

Your chest felt lighter. The anger and hurt was still there, seething, simmering. It would be there, quite possibly, for the rest of your life. But your chest felt lighter, knowing he would suffer just as much as you would.

You were the two sides of the same coin, even apart. It would always be like this. It was always going to end like this.

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luvyutae · 11 months

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STRONGER|nct dream

Preview; you fall for all six of your brother haechan friends and fuck them all behind his back.what will happen if he was to find out? Well it’s not your fault that they were all aroused by you…

Pairing;nct dream x fem) reader

Warning; Smut, corruption,dom nct dream,sub reader, unprotected sex,very horny dreamies

a/n; I’m am starting my first series (also I need more time because I forgot how it should end, But don’t worry just be patient for me pls)

🌱Brother best friend pt.1

🌱Brother best friend pt.2

🌱Brother best friend pt.3

🌱Brother best friend pt.4

🌱Brother best friend pt.5

#nctdream smut #nct smut series #nct #nct smut #wayv smut #nct127 smut #renjunsmut #jeno smut #jaemin smut #mark lee smut #haechan smut #jisung smut #chenle smut

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suhnshinehaos · 1 year

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✧ treacherous

...a spin-off to crush culture ! synopsis : after a couple of instances of accidental matching clothing, yangyang finds himself in a dating rumor with possibly the most famous person on campus : yn, the bassist of an up and coming band. yangyang doesn’t seem to have a problem with it. unfortunately yn, who has also built up a reputation for being cold as winter, does. pairing : liu yangyang x gn!reader genre/s : university au, student council + band au, fluff, angst, humor

act three, part fourteen : notes from tour

previous ➤ act three, part thirteen next ➤ act three, part fifteen treacherous ➤ masterlist

from reese, with love <3

gyeoul's growth wistful sighhh that's my baby i'll save my long goodbye for this series on the next, final part so for now tysm for reading! i'd love to know what you think, hope you're all doing well and taking care :D

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winwintea · 1 month

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Blame it on my Disney Wish (Prologue)

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,

TAG LIST ▸ (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!)

RELEASE DATE ▸ no schedule haha... i work at my own pace guys!

WORD COUNT ▸ 1.1k words

“Could we maybe go to Disney?”

Little did Qian Kun know, was that this innocent question would be the reason why Kun, and 6 other idiots were now at Walt Disney World with you.

That day, Dong Si Cheng, Kun’s roommate, asked a simple question. That had a simple answer: No. But what happened instead, wasn’t as simple. If it were any other one of his idiotic friends he would’ve turned them down straight away, but the request had to come from the mouth of Dong Si Cheng instead. There was no way Kun could resist the temptation of seeing those eyes look dejected after he rejected that wish of Si Cheng’s.

“Sure, I’ll see what I can do.�� Was what HE SHOULD NOT HAVE SAID. but he did.

As soon as Kun walked out of Si Cheng’s room, his smile quickly turned into a frown. How the hell was he going to accomplish this? They were pretty much broke college students, no freetime, and no clout. Actually the last part was a lie. They were pretty popular amongst most of the students of their school. Mingled with most people, went to parties, drank a lot, you get the gist. Yet, that wasn’t enough clout to magically grant them a Disney trip. That shit only happened in movies. Disney movies.

“Couldn’t help but overhear that sad conversation.” Kun turned his head to see a familiar face, one that happened to belong to his ‘bestie’ Ten. He was using the term ‘bestie’ lightly. They’d known each other for years, but still bickered and teased each other over everything. Ten’s real name was ‘Chittaphon Leechaiyapornkul’, but of course no one could pronounce that so everyone just called him Ten instead. It made life simpler.

“Oh yeah? Like you could do anything better.”

Ten cocked his head to the side, “What? Can’t stop being a people pleaser for once and reject someone for a change?” “I’d love to see you try. Why don’t you go tell him ‘no’ instead, so we don’t have to shovel out our own money to pay for this damn trip?” Kun knew Ten loved a good challenge, and that Ten was as equally broke as he was, so maybe he could convince Ten to persuade Si Cheng.

Ten looked at him for a few seconds, rolled his eyes, and walked right into Si Cheng’s room. Kun glanced at his watch, wanting to see how long it would take.

“You don’t need to tell me Ten. I heard everything outside, I… understand.” Kun could hear Si Cheng’s faint voice from the door, and his heart ached a little. The sadness in his tone was very obvious. “I was being selfish… I’m sorry.”

“N-Nononoofcoursenot!” Ten blabbered out. Suddenly Ten opened the door again, spotted Kun and pulled Kun back into the room with him. “Tell him Kun! We were just planning the dates right, weren’t we Kun?”

Fuck this bastard. Kun could imagine it in his head. Right here, right now. His hands wrapped tightly around Ten’s neck. And when he was done, he would know exactly where to put the bo- Err… Just kidding. There would be a witness anyways. A witness that was currently giving him a puzzled look.

“Uhm… yeah yeah… yeah right we were just booking flights that’s all. And if it… sounded like we weren’t gonna go uh… we were just… joking, right?” Kun looked at Ten for support. If Ten was gonna throw Kun under the bus then he needed all the help he could get.

“Yeah yeah. We’ll go to your favorite park!” Ten winked at Si Cheng, still nervously looking at Kun. “I like all of them though…”

That’s it. Kun grabbed on Ten’s arm, as equally hard as Ten had done to him earlier, dragging him out of Si Cheng’s room once again. This time, Kun and Ten positioned themselves strategically in the kitchen where Kun’s beloved roommate wouldn’t be able to hear their conversation. However as they made their way into the kitchen to see a shorter boy standing at the sink peeling an orange. “Chenle, how the fuck do you keep getting into our dorm room?” Kun stared at Chenle as he was nonchalantly peeling his orange.

The younger boy grinned at the two. “Si Cheng gave me his spare key. He wanted to learn how to play basketball, so I’ve been teaching him.”

Chenle was a basketball prodigy and had gotten into their school on a scholarship because of it. He was only 2 grades below Kun, but somehow they shared most of their classes with each other. Chenle would always pester Kun whenever he could and did anything he could to make his life miserable. “Okay, so why are you here now? Si Cheng did not look like he was about to play basketball at all.” Chenle popped an orange slice in his mouth. “Silly! I’m here for you! Well, see I originally was going to bother you like I normally do, y’know” He ignored Kun’s glare and continued on, “But then… I was hungry so I got a snack.” He motioned to the orange in his hands and ate another slice, “Also whoever made that Pumpkin Pie, that was absolutely fire.”

“Fuck you that was my last slice” Ten crossed his arms, and joined Kun in scowling at the younger boy.

“Yeah well. Sorry. I guess. Not really. I would do it again in a heartbeat. Regardless, while eating the pie I witnessed your little disney dilemma and I have a proposal to make.” Kun eyed Chenle suspiciously as he continued on, “I’ll pay for your little trip. Flights, Tickets, Fastpasses, Food, everything!”

Kun completely forgot that Chenle’s family was loaded. He glanced at Ten then back at Chenle. “And what do you want in return? Is there a catch?”

Chenle looked at them with a more mischievous grin in comparison to the ones he had been giving them before. “No catch! You just have to take me and my best friend, y/n with you.”

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atinyjules · 22 days

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WAYV MASTERLIST

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↳ Abandoned. After going through hell and back together, she was left there to fend for herself. Y/n felt as though they’d left her in the dust at the facility. A facility that had taken young gifted children raising them in secret. The eight of them had been taken as children and grown up together at the facility and just when it they had the chance of escaping they made one crucial mistake, leaving her behind in the dust. One big mistake they hadn’t forgiven themselves for, and she would make sure they’d never forget it.

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unbased-kpop-ramblings · 3 months

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“Favorites - Top 10 Kpop Dancers/Performers”

Welcome to post three in my kpop favorites series. This is an ordered list (with #1 being my absolute favorite) of, in my opinion, the best dancers/performers in all of kpop. Now that that’s out of the way…😈

1. Mark Lee (NCT)

2. Ten (Wayv)

3. Kai (EXO)

4. Hyunjin (Stray Kids)

5. Taemin (Shinee)

6. Jimin (BTS)

7. Taeyong (NCT)

8. Shotaro (RIIZE)

9. Lisa (Blackpink)

10. Ateez*

And yes, I included Ateez as a whole on this list because they bring unmatched energy—argue with your mom—to every performance they do, and they look great doing it. If you need convincing, simply go watch any of their dance covers on YouTube 🤷🏾‍♀️

#favorites series #kpop #nct #wayv #exo #stray kids #shinee #bts #riize #blackpink #ateez #mark lee #ten lee #jongin #hyunjin #taemin #jimin #taeyong #shotaro #lisa

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