New And Greatly Improve FAQ

「 new and greatly improve FAQ 」

        **Please read this through before requesting**

』How do I request?

『 from the ask box, ONLY.  If you have to ask a question, regarding artists or genre, that can be asked in messages. The reason for ask box requests only is so I can keep track and have them organized 』

』Can I send in multiple requests?

『 For sure! The more the merrier 』

』What gender/sexuality is the reader and/or y/n?

『 I will try my best to write y/n as gender neutral and as diverse as I can, but I cannot promise that 100% of the stories will be gender neutral as certain requests will have attributes which pertain to certain gender confinements/stereotypes 』

』Can I request smut?

『 no smut please and thank you(implied smut but no further) 』

』Will there be mentions of any harassment to reader/artists?

『 no rape/harassment/physical assault (includes yandere type au) 』

』What kind of triggers are in the stories?

『 mental illness and self-harm may be included, as well as mentions of death but nothing highly explicit unless otherwise stated 』

』I’ve been waiting for my story why isn’t it out?

『 I apologize for any delayed stories, I will try my best to have them out within 2-4 days if not sooner as I do have school and other commitments outside of writing. If a particular story is taking a while I can personally message you (if you’re not on anon) and explain the situation. 』

Before each story, like you may have already seen, will be warnings and an intro to the type of story, incase anyone has any triggers to parts of the story.

Day Off

C.(S). Bambam x Reader | WC. 560 | G. Fluff | Request. Hi again! " May I request for the drabble game one this time with GOT7, please? With #17 & #24. Thanks. ^^" Multifandom Kpop Drabble Game; #17 “I’ll walk you home” and #24 “Take my jacket, its cold outside”

After a long month of hard work, blood, sweat and stress Bambam finally had a day off, and after a month away from you he was stuck to you like glue. Both of you spent the day lounging around in bed or on the couch and of course Bambam didn’t let go of until you forcefully pried him off to go to the washroom.

“Bambam sweetie I know you missed me but please get off me, I need to go pee” you whine trying to shove him off.

“But babe you’re so warm, I don’t wanna let go” he pouted.

You really needed to go and Bambam refused to cooperate, so you used all your strength to push him which half worked, he fell on the floor but dragged you with him. Falling on top of him was quite an impact and loosened his grip on your waist allowing you to break free and use the washroom. Little did you know he was waiting for you outside the washroom.

“You gave me a booboo” he grumbled shoving his finger in your face.

"Aw is my little baby hurt?” you cooed, gently kissing his finger.

“I need more than a kiss to feel better” he argued, you rolled your eyes knowing well what he wanted. Right then an idea popped into your head. “

"What if we go to food market and I buy you ice cream?” you asked sweetly hoping he would agree.

He stared at you with slitted eyes, “Ice cream and sushi” he bargained

“Done”

You both shook hands sealing the deal. 

As promised, you bought Bambam ice cream and sushi which he shared being a caring boyfriend he was. You two spent the rest of day window shopping and trying out various samples at the food market. It wasn’t until the sun set that a cool wind started to blow, it was the beginning of September, so it wasn’t exactly freezing but still cold enough to send chills down your spine.

After a while of watching, you rub your arms up and down to generate some warmth, Bambam offered you his jacket .

“Take my jacket, it’s cold outside.”

 “No thanks, I’m good” you assured refusing the jacket.

“Why do you have to be so stubborn” he groaned, putting the jacket on your shoulders. “See isn’t that nicer?” he asked.

Smiling you muttered a soft “Thanks”.

With your hands interlocked you two walked under the moonlight with a comfortable silence surrounding you both. Suddenly his phone rang, mumbling an apology he took the call moving near a bench he motioned for you sit at. With what seemed like an hour his call finally ended.

“Bad news baby, manager hyung needs us all for an emergency meeting” he announced. You let out a sigh understanding his emergency, he was an idol, and you were used to it.

“You should probably hurry up and go before they get impatient” ushering him towards the direction of JYP.

“Wow I can’t believe you’re trying to get rid of me” he gasped faking a hurt look. You looked at him with a disapproved look. “I’m kidding, I told manager hyung that I would drop you home and then come,” he explained.

“Come on, I’ll take you home” he motioned reaching for your hand. Interlocking hands once again, you both headed home.

A/N: My second scenario/imagine, tell me how it turned out and please don’t be afraid to request scenarios/imagines.

Personal Hair Stylist

C.(S). Jun x Reader | WC. 539 | G. Fluff | Prompt: “Ssh. Stop fussing. I’m just braiding your hair” |

It had been a while since Jun and you spent some time chilling in the dorms, alone. The boys had all gone out to spend some free time before getting busy in comeback activities, leaving you two to do whatever. The problem was, you had spent the day together, now it was 6pm and honestly you guys were bored.

“How is it that we’re already bored” questioned Jun.

“I don’t know” you shrugged. “How about a board game?” you asked holding up monopoly.

“Too long” exclaimed Jun. “How about cooking something?” he pointed towards the kitchen.

“I’m still full from lunch” you answered patting your stomach.

Both of you unsure of what to do just settled for scrolling on your phones.

An hour passed and both of you were still on your phones with not a single word exchanged during that time. Suddenly an idea popped into Jun’s head, leaving his phone he got up, heading to one of the rooms. You briefly looked up but continued watching your videos. He returned a few minutes later with a brush and some hair ties and sat beside you. He tapped your shoulder, and you paused your video to look at him.

“What’s up?” you asked giving him your full attention.

“Do you trust me?” he asked.

“Yeah of course” you answered.

“Then sit on the floor” he motioned down to the carpet.

You raised your eyebrow, giving him a “what the hell” look.

“Please I want to try something” he begged.

After a while of staring at him, you finally agreed and sat down positioned between his legs, your back-facing him.

“No funny business” you stated sternly.

“Got it ma’am!”

You felt a tug at your hair causing you to wince in pain

“Ouch, what are you even doing?” you shouted in pain.

“Calm down I just brushed your hair ok” he answered sassily.

After several more tugs you had enough.

“Stop it, you’re hurting my head” you argued trying to swat his hand from your head.

“Ssh. Stop fussing. I’m just braiding your hair,” he explained grabbing your wrists preventing them from swatting him. Calming down you smiled at his cute gesture. “Now if you’re done hurting my hands, may I get back to my task” he asked.

“Yes” you answered. After 10 minutes of silence and few accidental hair tugs, he handed you your phone to show you his work. He had braided your hair into a French braid while switching into a fishtail starting from your neck down.

Gasping, you admired his work and touched the back of your head to feel the neat braid. Turning around you accidentally bashed heads caused him to jump back in shock.

“I’m so sorry” you repeated trying to see if you had hurt him badly.

“It’s ok but tell me, do you like the braid” he asked.

“Yeeeesssss” you beamed tackling him into a tight hug. “I love it so much, thank you so much Jun” you praised giving a kiss on the cheek.

Glad you like it babe” he hummed, returning the favour and kissing you on the cheek.

Maybe being bored wasn’t such a bad thing for once, at least you got a great hairstyle out of it.

A/N: Sorry for not posting for such a long time. I hope you guys like it, please request away, ask box is open.

I don’t say this enough but thanks for following me. it means a lot.

1:17 am

Three brisk knocks to the door catch your attention.

Without wasting a second, you walk up to the door to let in the late night, or early morning, intruder.

Once you open the door, you are greeted with a disheveled Mark Lee. Messy hair, jacket on haphazardly and buttons undone. Either he got dressed on the run or with his eyes closed.

“Can I come in?”

It’s barely a whisper and he already knows the answer. You silently move out of his way, holding the door open for him to step inside.

You don’t even need to ask him his reason for gracing you with his presence, at the late hour, as he begins to explain a story that you’ve heard one too many times.

“we broke up, again”

He doesn’t meet your eyes and remains standing, fidgeting with the zipper of his jacket.

“She’s gotten too much, she told me she never wanted to see me again, all cause I stopped her from drinking, when she was already shit faced drunk”. He walks towards the couch to sit down, bracing himself, because he too was a little tipsy.

You stand quietly, staring at this boy in front of you. The boy who you’ve seen in this same situation countless times, you swear the night feels like deja vu.

You stay silent for a while, letting the previous words settle in to you.

Taking a seat next to him, without hesitation you ask.

“Do you love her?”

“I don’t know”

“Is she comfortable for you to be with or do you still love her?”, trying again this time emphasizing the word love.

He leans back, exasperated, running a hand through his knotted locks.

“I really don’t know y/n, I wouldn’t be this frustrated if I knew”

He did know, and so did you. He just wasn’t ready to let go of the first real relationship he’s ever had, but it was getting out of hand.

“Do you want to find out?”

You turn to face him.

“Yes of course”, blurting almost desperately, now sitting up straight.

He was getting tired of the fights, the cheating, and the seesaw of a relationship.

You move closer to him, placing a hand on his thigh, while the other moves to cup the side of face.

You can feel him tense under your touch, obviously confused and shocked at what the hell you were doing.

You press your lips to his, feeling him relax into the kiss. As you go to pull away, he moves closer to deepen the kiss.

It’s simply intoxicating, kissing Mark Lee.

Pulling away, you can feel blood rush to every inch of your body.

The realization hits the both of you, presumably at the same time, that two best friends have just kissed each other.

Your heart is racing, the sound is pumping in your ears and you're sure your whole body is buzzing.

“Ummm” he starts but is unable to form a coherent sentence. What do people say after they kiss their bestfriend?

“You don’t love her”

You state, simply, like it's a fact you’ve known your whole life.

“I guess I don’t”, beaming, he pulls you into another kiss.

Guidelines

Before you request please look over the guidelines, Thanks

Artists I write for;

Big Hit; BTS

JYP; GOT7, Stray Kidz

Pledis; SEVENTEEN

SM; EXO, NCT 

Starship; Monsta X

YG; iKON, Winner

AOMG; GRAY, Jay Park, Loco, Simon Dominic

Ambition Musik; Changmo, 

DEAN

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Rules:

~ I will not write smut (I can go as far as implied smut nothing beyond that).

~ Please don’t request anything with rape, harassment or physical assault. 

~ Please don’t request anything with mental illnesses, disorders or self-harm. 

Requests: 

~ Use the ask box for requests, **requests over message may take a bit longer for me to get to, so it’s better to request in the ask box**

~ Please try to be specific when requesting, try to give a small description of what scenario you would like more than just the artist and genre. 

~Some scenarios/imagines will take longer than others so please be patient and don’t spam me to see if they are done.

~If there is an artist/idol you would like me to write for but they aren’t on my artist list, however, you’ve seen me post about them you can request and I’ll try my best to write for them. (example: SMTM contestants/producers)

*Please message me if you have any questions.*

* I welcome all types of feedback, so please tell me if you liked the scenarios/imagines and/or what can be improved.*

*All stories are fiction, the scenarios/imagines are based on my imagination and my opinions, which do not represent the artists’ in any way.*