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When Fire meets Ice Masterlist

Genre: BL

Paring: Hyunjin x Felix

Warnings: the content in this story may be +18, please consider it before reading

Authors note: that’s the first BL story I have ever written in my life. I hope you would enjoy it. It’s not a long story it’s divided in six parts. There’s no Y/N here. The story is about Hyunjin and Felix. I was inspired by one TikTok I saw in winter. Each chapter will be uploaded on Tuesday

Synopsis: When the cold hearted Prince of Fire meets sweet litttle sunshine, The King of Winter, everything changes

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“Love? What is love? It’s something unexpected that comes and goes. Sometimes it’s fast and warm like a summer rain, and sometimes it’s deep like an ocean. Love can be anything. It can be a word, a touch, a smell. You can love unconditionally or under the worst circumstances. But the truth about love is that you cannot force it. If you are meant to be, it will come. So let’s not force it, Felix. Let’s just it be.”

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-> Part 1

-> Part 2

-> Part 3

-> Part 4

-> Part 5

-> Part 6

-> Main Masterlist

Gahhh Iove that so much! I'll add it to my list of WIPs

MOOT GAME: " make up a trope for your moots and their biases. doesn’t need to be romantic. can be crackfic/funny/anything you want ^ㅇ(๑>◡<๑)ㅇ^ "

okie I have a bunch of moots, so bear with me here! I also included everyone in the network I'm in cause I consider them all moots as well! @herarcadewasteland - sunshine x sunshine protector with Mingi @itsnotmydejavu - Friends to lovers with Hongjoong @yourfatherlucifer - awkward x flirty with Hongjoong @mingisdoll - owns a shop and their fave comes in/is a regular there - with Mingi @bethelighthalazia - Coffee shop meet cute with Mingi @hongthoven - rich woman with mafia status falling for flower worker Hongjoong @hongjoongsart - Enemies to lovers with Hongjoong

@ja3hwa - bumping into the person you hate on a bad day and they help you out with Seonghwa @n0v4t33z - criminal x vigilante with San/Seonghwa @zchnlswrld - enemies to lovers with Jongho @shocymer - exes to lovers with Mingi @yessa-vie - strangers to lovers with San/Yunho @gong-fourz - two idols that were trainees together falling for each other after they've both debuted with Wooyoung @minkilicious - popular girl x nerd Mingi @owlbeforesunset - opposites attract with Seonghwa/Hongjoong @rocker7898 - roommates to friends with Ateez

@palindrome969 - Childhood friends with Chan and you get introduced to the rest of the boys and become fast friends @kittykat-25 - Childhood friend of Ateez that catches up with them after you meet up with them again in your 20s

Oof my heart hurts but I need more

Bang Chan: Sign of the Times (Pt. 1?)

Content: Angst, Arguing, Lovers to ???, Lovers to Friends

Word Count: 1.6k

Synopsis: Bang Chan adored you, what happened to that? He abandoned you and now you’re left in the world alone, until someone found you… And left you, too. Maybe he wasn’t so bad though, he wants to help you move on, or reconcile with your ex, considering he is said ex’s best friend….

Song: Sign of the Times by Harry Styles

Everything was going downhill.

Your job.

Your home.

Your family.

Your social life.

Your love life.

Your mind.

Your entire life was collapsing before you, yet all you could really do was watch it happen. No matter how much you tried to hold it up it only seemed as though another piece would crumble behind you, somewhere you couldn’t support without letting what you held fall apart.

It was all too familiar…

———A Week Ago———

“Chan, please,” you cried, grasping his hoodie sleeve. “Why- What’s going on?”

“Get off!” His arm ripped away from you, leaving you stumbling to the ground, broken sobs caught in your throat.

“Ch-Chan-“

“Y/n, I just- I can’t! Why don’t you get that?”

“I-“ a cough interrupted, a cough that left you breathless, struggling for air.

“Y/n,” he kneeled beside you, hands rubbing your back. “I’m sorry, but I have to.” Your head shook frantically, pushing against him. How could he leave and then touch you like he was going to stay?

“I-“ cough “-hate you.” Tears began to form a puddle on the floor.

“Don’t say that,” he whispered as if he was heartbroken. How could he be the heartbroken when he’s the one leaving?! How dare he act as though you’re causing this! He’s abandoning you and he doesn’t even feel sorry, he doesn’t even care.

———Two Months Later———

The warm comforters sat on the bed, folded and waiting to be put up in their respective spot in the hallway closet. A door that was left barely hanging on its hinges from the weight it has endured, from being the support of breakdowns, of sobbing and screaming, banging against the door from frustration and pain. A pain that came from an invisible injury.

The door clicked, alerting the dog lying on the couch, who immediately started barking before realizing it was just their other owner. Quickly, the dog was jumping up and down excitedly, licking at their feet and ankles.

“Down, Rex,” the voice snapped, sending the dog off back to its place on the couch.

“Babe?” Your head peaked out from the bedroom, smiling when you saw your lover. “How was your day?”

“Can you not?”

It took you by surprise, confusing you but you went back to doing the laundry. Don’t provoke him, that’s what you told yourself.

“All you do is nag,” he walked in, throwing his stuff in a corner roughly. “Nag, nag, nag!” He took off his tie, unbuttoning the first two buttons. “If I wanted to talk about my day, I would, but I don’t!”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t-“

“There you go! I don’t want to hear you right now, don’t you get that?”

“Babe, I was just-“

“Just shut up!”

Your mouth shut so fast, so hard that you heard your teeth hit together. Jaw clenched, just focus on the towels, fold the towels.

“I’m so done with you. I don’t think this is working out.”

There it was. A slump in your shoulders became evident, but a sad smile crossed your lips, a laugh escaping. “Okay, get your things and go.”

“What?”

“This is my apartment, get your things and go.”

“Y/n-“

“I’m not going to repeat myself,” you snapped, facing him now, teary eyed. “You don’t want to be here then leave!”

“I-“ he was shocked. “You’re just letting me go like this?”

You scoffed, shaking your head and returning to folding.

“Wow, okay, love you, too.” He grabbed his things, very little things since he was just starting to move in so he didn’t have much.

“I’ve been through this before, I won’t go through it again, Minho.”

“You’re giving up on us just like that?”

“Leave, Minho. I’’m not dealing with another like this, leave. Go home. You’ll find someone else, more fit for you.”

———The Day Before Minho Left———

Another one was gone.

Another left like it was nothing.

Garbage, useless, timeless, priceless.

You meant nothing to them and they showed that everyday.

Will we ever learn?

We’ve been here before

In the time you were with Minho, you had no idea he worked with Chan. No idea he was his best friend, the the was trying to help Minho keep the relationship going. Chan never found out who he was dating, Minho kept it from everyone. So, all Chan knew was that Minho really liked this person but, he seemed to be messing things up on purpose. Everything seemed different lately.

“Why are you being mean to them?”

“I’m not.”

“You are.”

“I’m simply wondering if they will stay with me on my bad days.”

“Minho, you have no emotion when you talk about them anymore.”

“So? That doesn’t mean anything.”

“Yes, it does!” Chan’s hands flailed in the air, eyes widening. “It means everything!”

Minho was silent, debating with himself.

“What? Say it, Minho.”

“You still have the look when you talk about your ex.”

Chan’s face fell, everything his body dropped. A pit in his stomach formed and all he could do was gawk at the man before him, the man he was lecturing was now calling him out with his own words.

“Maybe that’s why,” he continued. “Why I don’t feel for them anymore. I think we’re better as friends, because they’re the same way.”

“What?”

Minho was silent, picking up his bag and slinging it over his shoulder. Right as he opened the door to leave he paused, glancing back at Chan over his shoulder. “Y/n still has nightmares about you, you know?” He was gone with he blink of an eye, leaving the leader to stand there with his thoughts.

“Y/n..?”

———One Month Later, Present Day———

He knew you would be here, you always were. Sitting in this little cafe in the corner booth, it was your favorite spot, especially when you had things on your mind. Was he right to intrude on you like this? This was your spot, your safe place and here he was showing up at it. The man who you had nightmares about, the man who ruined your entire perspective on love.

The man who abandoned you when you needed him most.

“Chan?” The whisper brings him back, the voice that he adored so much. “What… What are you doing here?”

“I-“ He swallowed, hands fidgeting behind him. “I wanted to…” He could barely speak, hell, he could barely look at you for more than two seconds.

“You wanted to what?” There was a venom in your voice that wasn’t there before, not when he last spoke to you.

“To- To see you...”

“What?”

“I wanted to see you,” he spoke up more, avoiding your eyes.

A scoff met his ears. “Why? I’m doing fine without you, you said it was better that way, too.”

“I’m sorry, Y/n. But I’m not the man for you. I have too much work and I’m gone too much. I can’t be there for you.”

“I know, and I am so sorry, Y/n. If you would just listen to me-“

“What, like you did me?”

“Chan, please, listen to me. I’m perfectly okay with your work, you know this. We’ve talked about it so many times, you provide enough for me. You give me everything you have when you can, that’s enough for me.”

Chan was embarrassed, head hung in shame. “I know, I’m sorry.”

“Are you?” The words came out before you could stop them, harsher than anticipated. “Or are you feeling sorry for yourself?”

“I’m sorry, Y/n, I am. I can’t be with you anymore.”

“I’m- I don’t know.”

A ding from your phone distracted you, seeing the notification from Minho.

Minho:

Is he there?

After he messaged you and talked about it all, truthfully with no lies, you understood and agreed to be friends. After all, he knew you were still in love with Chan, and no where near getting over him. Now here he was, trying to help reconcile things between the two of you. You swore you were going to kill that man later.

“I miss you, Y/n.” Your eyes met his for the first time that night, it was like someone stabbed your heart from the ache it got. His eyes were so much duller than you remember, there was no more spark in them that held such passion and love for the world.

“I guess you should have thought about that before walking out.”

“I know, and there is no way to show how sorry I am.” His voice became pleading, his eyes screamed for you to stay in that moment. “I can never make it up to you, I know that.”

“Bang Chan,” he winced, “I don’t know if we can even be friends again. I can’t-“ deep breath- “I don’t think I can even handle talking to you right now.”

“Y/n, please, just listen to me.”

“We didn’t end like friends, we didn’t talk about it and you’re wanting me to listen when you wouldn’t? When you- When you left- When you abandoned me?”

His mouth opened and closed, no words coming out.

“Right, because you had work to focus on.”

“I just need to focus on work, that’s all.”

“But even then, you couldn’t admit it.”

“You need to as well, I’m unhealthy for you.”

“You just couldn’t admit that you didn’t want me anymore.”

“I promise it’s not you, it’s me. I’m dragging you down with me.”

“When you knew damn well how I was, how well I was doing. And the one day something goes bad, you leave.”

“I have to go.”

“I had one bad day and wanted to talk about it, and you leave!” Your eyes teared up, lips quivering. “You left me when I needed you the most, Bang Chan.”

“Honey, I-“

“No! No, you don’t get to call me that!”

“Listen, please-“

“I can’t. Not today, not tomorrow, not the day after.”

“Y/n, I want-“

“I can’t listen to you right now, Chan.”

“Y/n-“

“Goodbye, Chan.”

I just really love angsty ninth member fics

Feeling Drained.

That's where you're at. Being in a co-ed Kpop group was never a breeze; you knew that from the get-go. It was clear early on that you'd have to put in double the effort to earn even a fraction of the praise your bandmates effortlessly received.

But reality hit harder than you expected. You didn't foresee that people could be even nastier than the judges during evaluations.

And the relentless criticism you've faced has you second-guessing everything.

"Will they slut-shame me again if I hug Chan on camera?"

"Will they enforce another diet if I have a slice of pizza?"

And let's be real, it's made you withdraw even more. You used to share everything with your bandmates, but now, you're keeping everything bottled up, waiting for the pressure to burst.

You've been spending late nights in the practice room, trying to tweak your dance style to match the other Stray Kids members. You've been on strict diets and occasionally hit the gym with Changbin.

Your manager keeps pushing you to keep it up, saying it's for the "album's success" and to make your bandmates "feel less obligated to look after you".

But in trying to meet those expectations, you've convinced yourself you're taking care of yourself, when really, you're just safeguarding your reputation at the expense of your mental health.

At first, nobody noticed-until you kept turning down your favorite foods your bandmates offered, lost five kilos in a week, and started acting more formal around them.

In the end, it was the concern and support of your bandmates that truly made the difference.

Despite your efforts to conceal your struggles, they sensed your distress and rallied around you, determined to help you find healthier ways to cope and thrive.

"It breaks my heart seeing you like this," Jisung admitted one evening, his voice soft with empathy as he reached out to squeeze your hand. "We're here for you, no matter what."

Hyunjin chimed in, a playful grin tugging at his lips. "And we've got a plan to help you feel better.

Step one: unlimited servings of your favorite comfort food!"

Felix nodded in agreement, his eyes alight with determination. "Step two: we find fun ways to stay active together. No more punishing workouts, just good times with the Stray Kids crew."

Chan, ever the pillar of strength, wrapped you in a warm embrace, his voice gentle yet firm. "And step three: we drown out the haters with love and positivity. You're so much more than their words, and we'll remind you of that every step of the way."

Slowly but surely, their efforts began to chip away at the walls you'd built around yourself. They listened without judgment as you poured out your fears and insecurities, offering empathy and understanding in return. They reminded you that you were so much more than the harsh words of critics, that your worth was not defined by your appearance or achievements.

Together, you embarked on a journey of self-discovery and healing, finding joy and fulfillment in the simple pleasures of life. You danced not to meet impossible standards, but for the sheer joy of movement. You savored delicious meals without guilt or shame, knowing that nourishing your body was an act of self-love, not indulgence.

And as you embraced this newfound sense of freedom and self-acceptance, you found the courage to confront the toxic voices that had held you captive for so long.

"No more listening to those voices in your head," Changbin declared, his eyes ablaze with determination. "From now on, you listen to us. We've got your back, always."

With the unwavering support of your bandmates by your side, you learned to love yourself fiercely and unapologetically, embracing every aspect of who you are with open arms. And as you stood tall, a beacon of strength and resilience, you knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, you would face them together, as a family.

A Work Proposal Masterlist

Pairing: O8T x reader Genre: Smut, Angst, Fluff Warnings: 18+, MDNI, Explicit Content All parts of this piece are strictly 18+ and contain explicit material reader discretion is advised and the author will not be responsible should prior warnings be ignored.

You had been working with Stray Kids for a while now and after a long day at work turns into a very unexpected but intriguing proposal. Will this change your world or end your career.

Intro Part 1 (Chan x reader) Part 2 (Chan x reader x Changbin) Part 3 (Hyunjin x reader) Part 4 (Han x reader x Felix) Part 5 (Jeongin x reader) Part 6 (Seungmin x reader) Part 7 (Lee Know x reader) Interlude (Chan x reader) Part 8 (Felix x reader) Part 9 (Changbin x reader) Part 10 (Hyunjin x reader x Felix) Part 11 (Seungmin x reader x Lee Know) Part 12 (Changbin x reader x Han) Part 13 (Chan x reader) Part 14 (Han x reader) Part 15 (Changbin x reader x Felix) Part 16 (Jeongin x reader)

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