Sharing A Bed With Enha

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ღ PAIRING ! enhypen x gn!reader

ღ WC ! 2k

ღ GENRE ! fluff n’ comedy

ღ WARNINGS ! none

a/n: ty for the request ! i put a lot of thought into each member and what i think they’d be like hehe enjoy <3

// LEE HEESEUNG !

besides when he’s trying to be sneaky and play video games under the sheets, sharing a bed with heeseung is very peaceful

not that you can talk much about his late night gaming habit

he successfully kidnaps you into playing with him at least once a week despite your sad attempts to save your sleep schedule

you’ll both just be lying in bed with heeseungs switch connected to the tv absolutely screaming and firing insults at each other

listen, super smash bros was very serious and intense, romance didn’t matter anymore.

you and kirby were absolute menaces, even though you sadly lost to heeseung and link a couple of times

he just got lucky though 🙄

as for when it’s actually time to go to bed, you guys don’t exactly have a set sleeping position or routine

the most he’ll do is lazily fling an arm over your waist

but usually the two of you just try to find any position that’s most comfortable

if that means hugging each other to death, then so be it

or if it means facing away from each other with limbs all over the place, that’s cool too

if you hadn’t noticed, hee is just very very chill

you’re in for perfect nights 98% of the time with this boy, especially after late night game sessions since you’re both absolutely exhausted

10/10 bed sharing companion <3

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THIS SERIES (?) IS SO SO INTERESTING LIKE DAMN?! U ARE CREATIVE AF 😭 i wish these three could have a redemption arc but it’s most definitely too late for that 💀 poor yn honestly, what a messed up family it’s surprising she isn’t more crazy like them too tbh 😦😦 ANYWAYS I ENJOYED THIS SM, THANK U FOR SHARING AUTHOR <3

NOT JUST ANOTHER BLOODY MARY

part 1 ! [ you should probably read this for context and better understanding ]

PAIRING. older brother!jungwon x younger sister!reader, older brother!riki x younger sister!reader, older sister!oc x younger sister!reader

SUMMARY. you visit your siblings in juvenile a few months after the whole incident, though you wished you never had stepped inside the building in the first place.

WARNINGS. mentions of attempted murder, lots and lots of cursing, the siblings are off the rails (literally), yn deserves so much more then what she receives, mentions of emotional abuse + implied parent neglect

NOTES. Not the most satisfied with how this turned out, but hope you guys enjoyed nonetheless. This basically shines light to I guess why the siblings did what they did (though it’s no way justifying that any of it was okay), but it was implied that the parents were very shitty—and that eventually turned their children even shittier. Cycle repeats, but YN is able to escape it ? Idk LMFAO ENJOY !!

Truth is, you were supposed to die. When your three older siblings had rolled the car down the lake with you trapped inside, you were supposed to drown and die.

Supposed. But you didn’t.

Instead, you managed to break one of the windows, swimming up shore. Thank god your siblings had left way before that, or else they would’ve finished the job.

You obviously had reported them to the police. Your clothes drenched as water dripped onto the police department floor, your shoes creaked everytime you walked. But it was all worth it knowing your psychopathic siblings were going to be locked up—hopefully for a long time.

It wasn’t until a few months later that you decided to visit them in juvenile.

Maybe it was a bad idea, but at the end of the day, you were all still blood related.

“Yang YN?” Your older sister, Kyungha spoke up, her lips carved into a sly smirk. “No fucking way, you’ve came and visited us!”

There was glass that separated you and your siblings. The juvenile center had placed it there for visitors incase any of the criminals tried to do something.

She didn’t look as bad as you expected her and your brothers to be. In fact, her hair was all nice and clean, and sat perfectly on her broad shoulders. She looked like she didn’t regret a single thing.

“Come here Riki-ah,” Kyungha says, motioning over the youngest one between the three of them. “It’s our lovely little dongsaeng.”

Riki’s hair was fluffy and curled, covering his entire forehead. You would say he looked nice—but you couldn’t compliment him after he did try to murder you.

In fact, it seems like neither of them were regretful or damaged in anyway. They acted as if it was a casual thing they did; trap their little sister inside a car and push it into a river to sink all the way to the bottom.

“Where’s Jungwon?” You ask, looking around for your other brother. He was always the nicest one to you out of the three of them, though you knew it was all a coverup for how he really felt about you.

“I heard we had a visitor.”

Ah, there was Jungwon.

He still looked the same as he did before, though much skinner. All your siblings looked much skinner in fact—their faces almost draining away.

“It’s not mom and dad,” Kyungha rolls her eyes, “it’s YN. Goddamn fucking YN.”

The way she referred to you made you feel like you were some disgrace. Like it almost made her barf just mentioning your name.

Jungwon pushes Riki to the side, getting a closer look at you through the glass. His face turns into a huge grin.

“Oh sweet lord,” Jungwon mumbles, “have you gone fucking insane YN? Why are you visiting the people who tried to murder you?”

“You guys are still my siblings.”

“Siblings my ass!” Riki yells, his hands slammed against the glass, making you flinch. “You’re still here… trying to… trying to act like you’re some innocent heroine! God, the press would love this wouldn’t they? Sweet little Yang YN, visiting her murderous crazy siblings in juvenile, because her heart is so pure and innocent that she forgives them!”

You scoff, tears threatening to fall from your eyes, “why are you such a jerk to me?! All I’ve ever tried to do my entire life is please you guys! All I ever wanted was your acceptance! Even now, when you guys ruined my entire life, I’m still here, trying to talk it out!”

“Bull. Shit.” Riki glares at you, his eyes looked empty and cold, “we didn’t ruin your life. I know all the dance schools in Japan accepted you when they heard what happened. Poor little YN, getting everything she wants like she always does.”

“Ri, stop.” Kyungha says, pulling him back. “You’re fogging up the glass, idiot.”

Wow. For once, you thought maybe at least one of your siblings would have a little bit of compassion in their hearts, but now you realize that there is an empty hole where all the love is supposed to be.

“Just go,” Jungwon says, seemingly already bored with the conversation, “there is nothing we can offer you YN. This time, you win. Yet again.”

You sigh, placing your face inside your hands. To them, it was all about one thing. Winning. There was no sympathy or emotions, it was all about the last one standing. And it just so happens that it’s you, free and able to live your life while they’re the ones behind bars.

“I’m sorry mom and dad didn’t give you guys the help you needed,” you manage to whisper out.

Your siblings were mentally off the rails, and it was far too late to save any of them.

“Help? What help?” Kyungha laughs, as if it was the funniest thing in the world. “We don’t need help YN. We’ve got each other inside here, we don’t need any fucking expensive therapist.”

“You guys are sick, and you don’t realize it.” You say, starting to stand up from your seat, “you need mental help, and I’m sorry that our parents didn’t give you that when you were out here. I am sorry that you were all abused emotionally by them growing up. I realize that now that you were all just sick people who couldn’t get the help you needed.”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” Jungwon says angrily, “leave! Fucking leave! We aren’t sick! You’re sick! You’re sick for even deciding to come here in the first place!”

His screams get drowned out when you leave the building, never once looking back.

Maybe their lives were entirely over, but yours was just beginning again, and you were never, ever, going to let anyone step over you again.

AHHHGG LOVE THIS SM UR WRITINGS SO NICE AND EASY TO READ! but yn.. girl 🧍if you know he plays w girls and treats them like shit why’re you giving in to him 🤨🤨 I WAS HOPING SHE’D BE LIKE FUCK OFF ‼️‼️ IM NOT FALLING FOR UR PLAYBOY BS 👊💥 but oh well, its niki so fair enough ☠️

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| RK. CONVERSE HIGH.

you stood at the water fountain, wiping your lips of the water you just drank from the fountain. your eyebrows furrowed at the flyer hanging on the cork board. simply tilting your head while shifting on your heels. the rugby tournament was soon.

your new converse were killing your feet slightly. even getting blisters from the red shoes. and despite how beautiful they were, they had unfortunately landed you in detention for violation of dress code.

more reason you were at the water fountain, letting off some of the steam that bubbled inside of you for the fact you worked for the shoes only to not getting to wear them. the stupid detention slip stuffed in your pocket, wrinkled.

“nice shoes pretty girl,”

a voice said behind you startling you. holding onto the fountain, you turned to the side seeing the boy everyone advised to stay away from.

nishimura riki, class a-2, the young troublemaker of decelis academy. he’d rather ditch class early than to sit, he’d rather attend parties with his older friends than do his homework. he had a way with girls, teasing them in an alluring manner for them to crawl back and he’d laugh in their faces calling them all sorts of degrading names.

“thanks?”

you thanked him, looking down at the bright shoes. he grinned, inching closer as you crept backwards.

“why do you look so nervous?”

his hands were stuffed in his slacks, he was largely taller than you, looking down on you. you shook your head with a creasing forehead.

“i’m not, i just i need to get back to class.”

turning your back, you tried leaving but he felt unsatisfied, grabbing your wrist to stop you.

“but i haven’t got to talk to you,”

he tugged you closer, his hand was still around your wrist with a lighter hold.

you could feel the heat rising to your wrist, the very wrist he held and his cold rings cooled the warm flesh. he had a taunting smile on his face, the corridor was empty, rid of students except you two.

“i already have enough detention as it is, let go please.”

you urge, using the other hand to pry him off but he stayed put. the sudden tug of your hand from his had you landing into his chest with the squeak of your sneakers.

“come on, i just want to have some fun with you.”

his fingertips met the ends of your hair, playing with them in the slightest. there was something that intrigued him about you that no one else could have the affect.

“riki, please just let me go.”

lifting yourself from his grasp, your hands settled upon his button up— looking up at him.

his other hand slowly made its way to rest on your jawline, eyes full of admiration for you. he had always watched you from afar— observing you closely.

he knew the kind of books you liked, the snacks you enjoyed, what subjects you excelled in and which ones you needed the extra help for. he knew you without even speaking to you.

“let’s go out today, i’ll make it fun.”

he darted his face closer, you felt his breath against your cupids bow. the heat that rested on your palms made its way to your cheeks.

riki left a tiny peck on the corner of your lips. running the pad of his thumb across your cheekbone. he smiled before leaving you by the fountain, a chuckle resonated in the air.

nishimura riki left you as red as your red converse.

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dear bus noona — n.rk

pairing: non-idol! nishimura riki x noona! reader

genre: romance, fluff, letter, bus crush (i know cafe crush is kind of a genre but what about bus seatmates?)

inspired by: my bus rides lol

summary: in which ni-ki writes a letter to the noona who’s on his bus every day :)

wc: 646

warnings: older crush(?), mentions of crying, cat canvas bags, sad books (???i liked it so im not sure if it needs a warning)

dear bus noona:

the first time i met you, you stole took my seat. my favourite seat!!! the window seat. and because you were sleeping, your head blocked my view so i nearly missed my stop >:(( next time sit on the outside okay? but you looked kinda cute when you were asleep…

then i started seeing you on the same bus. every single day. IN THE SAME SEAT. i caught a glimpse of your id while you were putting away your bus pass. that’s how i know you’re a noona. clever, aren’t i? :> but anyway. at least you weren’t asleep the second time. you know noona, you should sleep more, instead of relying on the horrible-smelling coffee you carry around all the time. sometimes you stare at the trees passing by, and i guess it relaxes you because after 5 minutes on the bus you look less tense than when you first get on.

last week, you started carrying a really ugly canvas bag. noona, i love cats too but please stop carrying that bag around the poor kitten’s face is misshapen. the manufacturer of your bag doesn’t do cats justice. seriously, the cat face print looks more like a pig than a cat. return it if you bought it, unless you got it as a gift, which in that case please never bring that out in public again. it’s an eyesore.

the other day, you had a new keychain on your bag zipper, with cha eunwoo’s face on it. does noona find him handsome? are you really a cha eunwoo fangirl? i’m even more good-looking than him what’s your favourite kdrama then? i’ve watched a few of the really popular ones but i don’t really know what else to watch. can noona give me some suggestions? so long as they don’t have cha eunwoo in them.

noona, you looked so funny on the bus last wednesday, crying while reading that english book that i can’t remembering the name of. (was it swing sideways? i don’t know.) i’m sorry for laughing at you. but if i hadn’t laughed you wouldn’t have yelled at me for teasing you! so you should thank me for laughing, ok? don’t be mad at me…i just thought it was cute that you could be so worked up about books. even though i’m not close to noona, just watching you has already told me so much about what you’re like. our chat was really fun, and you’re really fun too.

ahhh, noona, sometimes you’re so cute when i see you. your fashion sense makes me wonder if i’m older or you are. you’re so weird, noona! you’re such an odd person, and i can’t help but want to be friends with you. so dear bus noona, talk to me more ok?

with love,

the kid on the bus who squished your crocheting project by accident ♡

riki sighed, head tilting backwards as he leaned back into his chair. the white light from his desk lamp illuminated his ghostly complexion, and he realised he’d been up far too late for a kid who still had school the next day. twirling his favourite pen absentmindedly, riki reread his letter one more time, before humming in satisfaction when he found no more areas to be corrected. in went the fancy parchment paper, and all that was left on riki’s desk was a lavender-scented manila envelope held in place by a piece of twine. (he’d borrowed konon’s perfume, and he’d make sure sola took that secret to the grave.)

unbeknownst to riki, there was a small smile gracing his lips as he went to bed that night. he needed the sleep, after all tomorrow was going to be a big day. with the flip of a switch, the room was plunged into darkness, but the tiny flame of hope in riki’s heart glowed brighter than anything.

a/n: so…here we are. i just think ni-ki’s adorable. i’m not even older than the beloved maknae so why am i writing about being his noona T-T but anyway! this is my first time writing fluff in a long while so im very rusty but it’s my soft hours so enjoy it while it lasts

All of the "Pro-lifers" that are celebrating right now I sincerely hope you or your daughters never have a Miscarriage that they cannot naturally pass, because a D&C is an abortion.

I hope you don't have a ectopic pregnancy, because the procedure that will save your life is an abortion.

I hope you don't have a still born baby that your body can't naturally pass because that induction is an abortion.

I hope you are never in a place where carrying a baby full term would mean your death (as mine would, my doctor looked me in the eyes and told me if I get pregnant again I WILL NOT MAKE IT, and fuck you all because my kids need a mom more than they need a sibling.)

I hope you don't find out your baby has a condition that will mean being alive for how ever long will cause them excruciating pain, that you don't have to birth your baby and watch them die a horrific, painful death in your arms.

I hope you aren't raped and forced to carry that baby to term no matter the detriment to your mental/physical health.

I hope you aren't forced to give birth to your abusers child, giving you no way out of the relationship.

I hope your 10 year old is never assaulted and have to carry a baby to term that will almost definitely will kill her.

I hope that you don't go to jail when they investigate your miscarriage and determine that something you did made it YOUR FAULT.

I hope you realize you and your daughters will die from laws you created.

I hope you realize the consequences of your actions because you may have to suffer through them.

lifeguard!jungkook

→ pairing: jeon jungkook x reader 

→ genre: lifeguard!au, surfer!au kinda??, fLuffiest fluff in the entire world, like 1% nsfw and 0.5% angst, a lot of sunscreen, jungkook wears tiny red shorts in this, juice boxes and animal crackers

→ wordcount: 12.6k ish this is a baby fic

→ notes: this was requested a while agO but now that it’s kind of the end of summer i thought i’d post it now!! anyways i want jungkook to give me CPR so i’m going to go and drown myself real quick brb  

(gif isn’t mine!)

(((and the read more function iS there so if it doesn’t work for some reason (it never works on mobile i’m so sorry) i am sorry don’t attack me)))

there are days where you wish you weren’t friends with taehyung

why?

because he’s energetic literally aLL day everyday

and you are the complete opposite

you are dead most days and only alive when you need to be alive

so when taehyung texts you one day demanding you to change into your bathing suit and pack a bag because he’s taking you to the beach on what is probably the hottEST day of the year

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