chapter synopsis: you, as the oldest royal child of your family, are up to take the throne. in your search for a partner to be consort, the royal family is throwing a party in your name for you to meet potential suitors.
look at me like i’m the only person in the room.
word count: 3.2k
a/n: i apologize this is kind of the filler chapter to get us to the climatic ending of the main story! so excited to show you chapter 4, but in the meantime: enjoy!
synopsis- getting invited on an idol reality show where two groups have to live with each-other for a month seemed.. awful. but at least you got to bond with your long time crush and fellow leader over taking care of your own grown ass members?
hello !! could u write something with jeonghyeon and reader in school like they are already dating, and it would be about them being the "famous" couple in their school !! lijeong being a genius and the reader being dumb like an airhead but she really kind and all. teachers and students could be teasing them about being an odd couple haha
tw/tags: sort of character study, class couple, mean girls reference, flirting, kisses, woongki being salty, leejeong simp agenda as usual
wc: 756
summary: it’s not that you were an odd couple, more like you were smart in different ways.
a/n Kind of put a spin on the req but I hope you like it anon~ it's also super late so there's that but these weeks have been rough tbh. also anyone who doesn't get the mean girls reference, jail for you jk
When Gyuvin first transferred, Gunwook and Junhyeon made it their mission to introduce him to everything that there was to know about their highschool, sort of like those 90’s teen movies. So far, they’ve done a decent job.
Gyuvin now knows they served donkatsu at the cafeteria every second Tuesday, how to not piss off Baek Kooyoung-seongsaengnim and every notable class couple that he shouldn’t get in the middle of.
Case in point, you.
It wasn’t that you were stupid. No, definitely not. Maybe you made stupid decisions sometimes but doesn’t everyone? Sure, you weren’t the brightest bulb in the box (is that the correct analogy?) but you made do. You got decent grades, teachers liked you even if you had a tendency to daydream during class. And it helped that you were really nice in the very unintentionally genuinely good way that very few people were these days.
It’s just- your boyfriend was-
“That’s Lee Jeonghyeon.” Junhyeon whispers to Gyuvin as they watch the older boy walk down the hallway towards you. “Genius, sort of a lone wolf, all sorts of rumours floating around him.”
hi! can i have a platonic request for yujin with a male reader?
yujin joins a new school and is quiet and shy but male reader is the upbeat and excited (kinda like junhyeon) class president who wants to befriend him but yujin makes him work hard for his friendship? (idk this is one of those random late night thoughts😅)
New student han yujin & class president male reader
genre: highschool au on crack, friendship, comedy
tw/tags: color-coded notes, yujin is a shy bean, a lil insecurity at the start, ft kum junhyeon, kim gyuvin & park gunwook for comedic purposes, age of trio is messed with a little to fit the narrative
wc: 1684
summary: you just want to be friends with the new student but it doesn’t seem like he wants to be friends with you.
a/n my first request~ thank you so much anon! I’m not sure if this is what you had in mind and i feel like it’s a little messy but i hope you like it! I tried to write it to be consistent with the korean highschool experience and ended up throwing the dog mafia trio in there for extra laughs — if you enjoyed this, I’ve got a ricky fic set in the same au and part two on the way~
“This is Han Yujin-ssi. He’s just transferred here and will be in your class for the rest of the year. Please take good care of him.”
You smile at the other boy while the teacher introduces you as the class president, returning his bow enthusiastically. His posture seems quite tense as he fidgets with the hem of his uniform jacket. Once the teacher leaves, you practically launch yourself into loosening him up.
“So this is your desk, I’m afraid we’ll be stuck together for the rest of the school year so I hope you won’t get bored of me!”
“Ah…”
“Definitely just ask when you need anything, especially if you need help catching up with any of the lessons, I’ll be happy to lend you my notes. These are my best classes,”
You gesture wildly to your notebooks. Yujin feels a little overwhelmed staring at the many brightly coloured post-it markers peeking between pages, all labelled in your handwriting. Everything on your desk seemed to function in some state of meticulously organised chaos.
“But if you need tutoring for anything else, I’ll be happy to ask one of my sunbaes.”
“Oh, thank you.”
You continue talking and Yujin just stands there. It’s a lot. You’re a lot. Not necessarily in a bad way, it’s just that you look so sure of yourself in a way that Yujin still doesn’t know how to. He can feel his other classmates staring at both of you. He watches you turn towards their direction and they avert their eyes, going back to chatting among themselves. His cheeks begin to flush with embarrassment and he furiously tamps it down.
“Do you have any questions? Anything I can help with, Yujin-ssi?”
How can you look so genuinely earnest? It must be such a hassle for you to look after him when you’re already in charge of the whole class.
“Ah no, it’s alright, thank you.”
Still, your bright demeanour doesn’t dampen, cheerfully calling the class to attention as the teacher walks in.
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“Ah seriously hyung, I’m pretty sure he finds me annoying.”
“You are annoying though, you’re annoying me right now.”
“Ah hyuuuuung.”
You’re about to sulk when rather large hands plant themselves on either side of your face and begin squishing your cheeks.
“Aigoo, aigoo, no need to pout, hyung is just teasing you.”
You met Kim Gyuvin after meeting Park Gunwook at a student officer meeting. Along with Kum Junhyeon, the trio of seniors were practically inseparable. And like it or not, they’ve unofficially adopted you.
Unofficial because your own mother had laughed when Kum Junhyeon showed up to your house with actual, legal adoption papers and then proceeded to pull up a whole powerpoint presentation to convince her to sign. While you expected Gyuvin to go along with this madness, you weren’t prepared to witness the horror of watching your student officer sunbaenim sporting a full wig and speaking in a high-pitched tone that would forever be burned into your brain. You couldn’t even look Gunwook in the eye at the next meeting.
Chaotic energy aside, your three hyungs were actually helpful whenever you did have a problem. Gyuvin pats your cheeks indulgently.
“He’s probably just shy. As long as you don’t scare the shit out of him like this one did when I first transferred over here, you’ll be best bros in no time.”
“Yaaa” Gunwook protests, “I wasn’t scary.”
“You looked like you could bench press my entire body weight and you stared at me for an unsettling amount of time when seongsaengnim introduced us on my first day.”
Gyuvin retorted, now squeezing your shoulders like they were stress balls.
“That’s because I couldn’t believe that someone the same age as me could look so damn attractive. It’s unfair.”
You braced yourself for the incoming dramatics.
“Ah bro”
“Bro”
“I didn’t know you found me that hot, bro.”
“You really were something, bro.”
Gyuvin lets go of your shoulders.
“Wait excuse me, were??”
“Gyuvin-ah, you and Junhyeon literally have the same personality, I love you both, really, but it’s-”
“It’s what, huh? What is it? Say it.”
You’re about to pull up some emergency aegyo to keep Gyuvin from fighting Gunwook. Luckily, Junhyeon has impeccable timing, almost non-existent volume control and a flair for theatrics.
“YOU’RE SPENDING TIME WITH THE BABY WITHOUT ME??? EXCUSE ME, DOES OUR AGREEMENT OF JOINT CUSTODY MEAN NOTHING TO YOU??? HOW DARE-”
Yep, time to do a reverse “Junhyeonie is 5” before someone loses their custody rights.
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“Oh Yujin-ssi, how are you? Is any of the material confusing? We can go over it at evening study if you like”
The other boy turns to you so fast that you’re afraid his neck might snap.
“Ah, I’m- everything is alright.”
It’s becoming a pattern. You try your very best to get Yujin to feel comfortable and Yujin tensing up and giving rather brief responses.
You invite him to sit with you at lunch and he declines, disappearing from the hall.
You offer him a snack during evening study and he says he’s still full from lunch.
You ask if he wants you to get him a drink from the vending machine and he waves you off.
And he’s not even being rude about it, every response is extremely polite, frustratingly so. And you feel lost because it’s so clear that he feels the need to walk on eggshells around practically everything and you don’t know why.
Despite being class president, you don’t have much in terms of close friends. You’re friendly with most of your peers but becoming an officer means that you don’t have much free time and thus, the friends that you once had would end up hanging out without you. You knew, like Gunwook, that the title could make you come off as intimidating. And you genuinely wished that you could have what your hyungs did, an inseparable bond with all the chaos.
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It’s three weeks in when Yujin doesn’t show up for class. The day after, you find out from the teacher that he’s been sick over the weekend and his parents are keeping him home for a few extra days to recover. By the third day that the chair beside you remains empty, you use your class president privileges to find out his address and decide to pull a Junhyeon, armed with the week’s class notes instead of adoption papers and unfortunately no powerpoint. Or a wig.
You knock on the door and wait. A few minutes tick by and no one answers. After double checking that you’re at the correct address, you knock again. As time drags out, you start to fiddle with your uniform jacket, wondering if this was a good idea. The door opens and you’re face to face with a woman who can only be Yujin’s mother.
You pull down your mask and bow, introducing yourself and holding out the notes that are meant for Yujin. Her face brightens.
“You must be his class president, you’re the only person at school that he talks about. Come in, I’ll have his brother check if he’s napping or not. He’ll be glad to see you after staying home for so long.”
You try to decline, not wanting to put Yujin on the spot but she insists, ushering you in.
“I’ve just been so worried for him after he had to transfer. He always gets so quiet with new people and I’m so glad when I heard about you, really. Thank you for looking out for him.”
She says as you toe off your shoes, trying your best to smile and nod while you’re internally reeling from all the information she’s unloaded.
“Ah, Yujinie, your friend is here. He’s been nice enough to drop off the notes you’ve missed.”
Yujin pauses when he sees you sitting on the couch. He’s a little pale but otherwise looks fine for someone who’s been sick for almost a week. His mother thanks you again before bustling into the other room. Yujin takes a seat on the opposite side of the couch.
“I brought the homework.”
“...”
“And all the notes for the lessons this week.”
“...”
“I’ve colour-coded them by class so you know which ones which.”
“...”
The silence drags itself out long enough for you to consider making an excuse and seeing yourself out. But before you can, Yujin finally speaks.
“Why are you still being so nice to me?”
“Uh- um- sorry, excuse me?”
For once, he isn’t the one giving a brief response but you’ve been caught off guard.
“I know you need to do the whole class president thing but seriously, you don’t need to go out of your way to offer me snacks or buy drinks or even come all the way here to drop all of this off. Seriously, don’t you think it’s a hassle? Why do you have to be this nice?”
This is literally the most you’ve heard Yujin say since meeting him. It’s groundbreaking. Incredible. Miraculous. Damn, you think your brain broke a little.
“I guess…I’m just being nice?...You know, for the sake of being nice?”
More like a lot.
“I mean you seem like a cool person. Like you aren’t bothered by how I have to like use a different coloured pen for everything or when my sticky note markers end up on your desk or like…yeah.”
You internally cringe at the word vomit that you let loose. Really, you didn’t rehearse your class president candidate speech a million times to sink to this level of ramble.
Yujin laughs. Like actually, genuinely, laughs.
“You’re actually kinda strange, you know. But yeah…”
He grins at you.
“You seem like a cool person too.”
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“HELLOOO MY BABY- OHMYGOD!!!”
Yujin looks positively terrified as Junhyeon flaps his arms wildly at him.
“THERE’S ANOTHER BABY!”
Gunwook looks vaguely amused, giving you a thumbs up before trying to keep Junhyeon from fully launching himself at both of you. Gyuvin takes one look at Yujin, turns around and walks out the door, mumbling something that sounded like “adoption papers.”
tw/tags: dance club, pining, girlypop duo does tomboy, kep1er character cameos, swearing, ggang team is back, seunghwan is very much harassed, leejeong munjung devil twins, chen jianyu just vibing, kinda unhinged ngl, confessions
wc: 1248
summary: no, seunghwan was not pining and he definitely wasn't staring at your ass, thank you very much.
a/n it's taken a long time but I finally wrote it! Also idk titles so I just stole from seunghwan's lines in ggang lol. Thank you so much @milie02 for requesting this! I hope you like it~ Everyone pls enjoy~
Sometimes you wonder why the cute boy, who you sometimes catch watching you stretch before practice, never tries to talk to you. It’s not that you’re assuming anything. It just happens that he looks your way a lot. And yes, you do notice it. Maybe he thinks he’s subtle but he really isn’t.
You haven’t been in the dance club for very long. While you’ve been trying different styles since you were little, your first year of university was a whirlwind, living away for the first time, getting used to classes, going to MTs and festivals, joining the organisations that your sunbaes recommended. It left you little time, if any, to look for a studio where you could practise your beloved hobby.
Luckily, one of your sunbaes introduced you to the dance club, open to all majors and exactly the thing you were looking for.
some inheritance games + the naturals parallels <3
MAJOR SPOILERS FOR BOTH SERIES (it's mainly about ships)
— grayson & michael were introduced first and in a similar way; they were sent to get avery & cassie and the girls were immediately attracted to them
— dean & jameson were introduced second; they were also the last of the main groups to be introduced to the mcs
— there was a tension around both dean & jameson before the introduction
Michael’s eyes darkened. Lia’s mouth curved slowly into a smile. “Well,” Sloane said brightly, completely unaware of the changing undercurrent in the room. “There’s also Dean.”
“Is Jameson here yet?” the dark-haired boy amended his question. Grayson stiffened. “No.”
— avery & jameson worked as partners more in the same way that cassie & dean did
— both avery & cassie initiated the first kiss with jameson & dean (and they were both the first kisses in the book)
— meanwhile grayson & michael were the one who initiated their kisses
— what jameson & dean said after their first kiss with the girls:
“It doesn’t matter.” He continued punching the bag. “It was just a game.” Truth or Dare. He was right. It was just a game. So why did I feel like someone had slapped me? (dean)
“If Emily taught me anything, it’s that everything is a game. Even this. Especially this.” (jameson)
— THE SCAR!!!
His torso was lean, his stomach defined. He had a long, thin scar that ran from collarbone to hip. (jamie)
Dean had a scar, too—older, thinner, like someone had drawn the tip of a knife slowly down his torso in a jagged line from the base of his collarbone to his navel.
— calming the mc's panic attacks
Jameson came up beside me. He put his hands on my shoulders. He walked me over to the edge of the roof. The very edge, close enough that Oren called out, but in response, all Jameson did was spread my arms to each side, until his and mine were both held out in a T. “Close your eyes,” he whispered. “Breathe.” I closed my eyes. I breathed. I felt him breathing.
I felt a hand, warm and steady, on the back of my neck. Dean. “You’re fine,” he said. “It’ll pass.” This from the boy who’d never wanted me to go to the place I’d just gone. “Just breathe,” he told me, dark eyes making a careful study of mine. I returned the favor, concentrating on his face—here, now, this moment, nothing else.
— at the end of book 2, cassie has a near death experience, after which she makes a decision regarding the love triangle and chooses dean who was there for her
— at the end of the hawthorne legacy, avery also has a near death experience, jameson is there for her and she chooses him
— in book 3 of the naturals, michael is bitter that cassie didn't choose him, he's distant and self destructive and cassie worries about him a lot, but they manage to fix it and remain friends
— from what we've seen in tfg, grayson is distant and avery is worried about him (waiting for them to fix their friendship too!)
<3
also a reminder that neither of these books are romance books, so it makes sense that the love triangles resolved in book 2!
the naturals had 3 more books after that and it was just plot and no more love triangle, while tig has only 1 more book so it makes even more sense to end the love triangle and focus on a bunch of other things
23 days until the final gambit, we got this!! so excited
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↳ summary; kim sunwoo makes a tough decision to save his friends.
↳ warnings; female reader, third person pov, suicide, death, graphic descriptions of car accident, kinda vague sexual harrassment/assault, underage drinking, mentions of drug use, kinda confusing lol
↳ words; 9,892
↳ notes; notes @ the bottom, but thank you so much for patiently waiting and i really sincerely apologize for any poor writing or editing!
Kim Sunwoo had never really thought about dying.
Well, he sort of had. He’d thought about death quite a lot after Eric and Hyunjoon died, but something about it always felt… surreal. Finite. He knew denial had some part in the grieving process, but even as he grieved and mourned his two best friends he couldn’t bring himself to understand that they were really and truly gone forever. He always felt like there would come a day he would see them again and, funnily enough, that day was today.
Reblog to let your followers know that they should never start cutting.
I know this website makes it seem like that shit is normal but trust me, it’s not. And once you start, you’ll never really start and it will haunt you for life.
It never gets easier, it never stops hurting, it isn’t (and will never be) “cool” or “the only way out”
Please don’t start. If you already are cutting, tell sometime and get help, it’s not as scary as it seems and you will be better off by it.
If even one person reads this… Please. You matter.
Don’t start.
a-side-of-sassy
Please
feettogether–thighsapart
^^^^^^^
ana-above-chocolate
It doesn’t matter if this is relevant
to your blog. You see this, you reblog. This is such and important message and as someone who has scars, that I regret alot, too IT’S NOT WORTH IT. 1-877-332-7333
heroin-arms
DO NOT START. I am almost 5 years cut free. But like, its in my mind all the time. I want to whenever something goes wrong. It’s toxic and awful and you really don’t want this. Nurses and doctors always judge me when they see. People look at you differently especially as an adult with scars.
awesomelittleweirdo
It’s too late for me, but maybe not for someone else. DO NOT START. It’s stupid and it doesn’t help at all. You’ll never feel comfortable wearing short sleeves or shorts again, clothing fabric brushes against and sticks to the cuts, you’ll wince in pain and get weird looks, you won’t be able to swim or take off your jacket without the possibility of someone seeing. It’s fucking awful, just don’t start
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