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savior complex | on going | 55.3K | zombie apocalypse au, e2l | s, major a, f
Your father had wielded you to become a machine; a weapon. And a machine you would become. Sleep with one eye open. Find food. Tread on until dark. Repeat. He taught you how to protect; specifically how to protect your family. But he never taught you how to survive with other groups, especially when their leader seems to have it out for you. ( index: part 1. part 2. part 3. part 4. part 5. ) → series masterlist
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wind and water | on hold/under construction | 27.5K | surfing au, childhood friends to lovers | s, major a, f
People always had a way of looking at you as if your skin were composed of paper mâché and your heart was made of glass. They just assumed you were kind of like a weak bird . . . but Felix Lee looked at you like you still had some flight left. ( index: part 1. part 2. part 3. part 4. ) → series masterlist
"Our little angel" preview
→ Pairings: Skz x Reader
→ Warnings: Daddy ddlg, poly!skz, inexperienced reader, corruption kink(If you feel uncomfortable with any of these topics please do not read).
Summary: You lived with the guys as their baby girl, they were your daddies and they always take care of you and your needs, but there's just one basic rule "only kissing, and dry humping anything further than that is forbidden".That was the only rule trying not to ruin your innocence, but... What happens when they can't take it anymore and start breaking the rules one by one secretly?
OUR LITTLE ANGEL
"Bubble baths with you"
Hwang Hyunjin x Female reader
→ Warnings: praising, fingering, inexperienced reader, implied poly!skz, daddy kink, pet names, corruption kink.
→ Summary: You lived with the guys as their baby girl, they were your daddies and they always take care of you and your needs, but there's just one basic rule "only kissing, and dry humping anything further than that is forbidden".That was the only rule trying not to ruin your innocence, but... What happens when they can't take it anymore and start breaking the rules one by one secretly?
You were laid back in your bathtub completely relaxed and carefree.
You had already thrown your bath bomb in, your favourite relaxing music was playing in the background and the whole bathroom had the smell of fresh levander wondering around.
You set yourself back allowing yourself to relax more closing your eyes just a little before jumping slightly at a knock on your bathroom door.
"Come in" you said while Hyunjin entered the room smiling at you
"Hey angel! How are you" he smiled sitting on the bathtub beside you
"Daddy" you smiled pushing your head forward asking for a kiss which he gladly gave you caressing your hair.
"Is my princess getting all clean and cozy hm?" He asked you as he kept caressing your hair.
You nodded smiling "Yeah I wanted to take a bath and relax for so long" you pouted "Does daddy want to join me?".
He chuckled shaking his head.
"Daddy just had a shower little one, I just wanted to check up on you" he said softly now caressing your cheek.
You could tell that he already had a shower, he was shirtless and also you could see his hair being wet and some water drops along his shoulders, you were just feeling needy and his image didn't really help you ease the burn between your legs so he might as well help you.
"B-but I'm needy daddy" you gave him puppy eyes and grabbed his hair pulling his head closer to you.
He started kissing you softly before tilting his head to the side cupping both of your cheeks to deepen the kiss making you moan in it.
Your neediness got the best out of you as you started grinding on nothing but the water you were in making Hyunjin stop and look down at you.
He could do so many things to you, he could show you so much more than humping that these rules only forced him to do with you, he could have shown you a million other ways to orgasm and he felt so bad that he couldn't, but he also knew that he couldn't ruin such an angel.
He got up walking until the door closing it and then locking it.
You looked up at him in question but you were also excited being sure he would make you feel good.
"Okay listen to me baby, I need you to do me a favour" he whispered softly against your lips and you nodded for him to go on "if any of the daddies asks you what you did with daddy Hyunjin tonight you will say that daddy let you hump him like we usually do, okay?"
"I promise daddy, but aren't we...?" Your smile fell starting to feel a small disappointment wondering why would he lock the doors if he wasn't planning to do anything.
"Daddy will show you something better" he softly whispered in your ear as he started nibbling on it.
His other hand got between your legs as his middle finger skillfully started rubbing on your clit earning an instant moan from you.
"OH FUCK DADDY" you moaned loudly and your body started moving on its own grinding agains his middle finger that was on your clit to make the friction even more intense.
He smiled finding the way your inexperienced body was reacting very wholesome but at the same time making him harder.
He kept moving his long finger in circles kissing your lips feeling your moans against his.
Your whole body jumped as you felt his two fingers pinching your clit gently.
"Does my little angel like that?" He kissed your jaw
"Y-yes yes daddy please don't stop!" You whimpered from inside the bath tub.
Hyunjin's hand went lower teasing your hole making your lips part in surprise.
"Feel free to stop daddy whenever you feel like it's too much" he said slipping the tip of his finger inside you.
Your first reaction was positive encouraging him to keep going pushing more of his finger inside you making your walls clench immediately as you were not used to have anything inside you.
"Um... It feels a little weird daddy" you said trying to relax and take his finger better.
"What about now?" He asked as his thumb started rubbing your clit again stimulating you even more.
You simply whimpered throwing your head back and your body started reacting once again grinding against his finger.
"That's my good girl" he smiled pecking your lips "Your little hole is sucking daddy's finger so well"
You moaned and spread your legs even more trying to make his finger go as deep as possible, while your hips were moving uncontrollably in circles.
Hyunjin added one more finger as he started scissoring and spreading them inside you making you hiss and moan at the same time from the stretch he was causing you.
He leaned down giving you a sloppy kiss as his fingers started moving in a faster pace inside you with his palm slapping and touching your clit every time he was pushing them in your hole.
"Is my angel gonna cum?" He said through the messy kiss
"C-cum?" You asked looking at him
"Yes baby cum, just like how you do when you hump daddy" he explained "Go on cum on daddy's fingers" he said as he started kissing you again sucking on your bottom lip.
Your whole body tensed as you gripped his hair and your walls tightened more and more around him until you eventually came moaning his name.
"DADDY—" Your breath hitched and your head fell back once you came.
He smiled and slowed down his pace pulling out his fingers carefully.
"You did so good angel" he praised you looking at your exhausted figure and leaned down for one more kiss.
He carefully picked you up from the bathtub making you stand in front of him grabbing a towel to dry your wet body, but he clearly noticed your shaky legs and the way you were struggling to stand.
He wrapped a blanket around your body picking you up carrying you to the bed.
"Will you leave now?" You asked him with a slight pout.
He chuckled laying you on the bed dressing you with a black hoodie from your closet.
"Mm how about... daddy stays here with you and strokes you back until you fall asleep?" He asked laying on the bed placing your head on his chest.
"That sounds amazing daddy" you smiled widely.
He started stroking your back softly with his fingertips kissing the top of your head until your eyes were closed
"Goodnight angel" he whispered giving you one more kiss.
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The sun shone generously as you strolled toward the end of your street, where your father's shop awaited. Its golden rays caressed your skin, adding a warm glow to this idyllic summer day. From a distance, you could see groups of friends and families spilling into the store, their animated conversations and broad smiles filling you with a sense of joy for them.
Despite your father’s frequent declarations that the shop's success was due to your own hard work, you found yourself at odds with his sentiment. The moment the entrance bells chimed their familiar greeting and you stepped inside, the atmosphere enveloped you like a refreshing breeze. The low murmur of customers mingled with the soft strains of background music, creating an ambiance that could only be attributed to the man whose dream it truly was.
Inside the shop, the air was cool compared to the summer warmth outside, but it did nothing to deter you from lingering by the side, marveling at the fruits of such a laborious dream. Dozens of plastic and wooden crates, brimming with a harmonious blend of vintage and contemporary vinyl records, were artfully arranged atop tables scattered throughout the store. These crates formed narrow, intimate aisles through which customers wove, searching for the perfect melody to match their mood.
The walls were adorned with posters of your father's beloved artists—rock legends from across the globe like Queen, AC/DC, ONE OK ROCK, and Day6, among others. Between these vibrant tributes, the empty spaces were filled with strands of fairy lights, their soft glow casting a warm, inviting radiance over the shop. This delicate lighting provided both charm and illumination to the otherwise windowless interior.
In truth, your father had transformed what was once a forsaken building, shrouded in the whispers of childhood ghost stories, into a uniquely enchanting haven. It was a space where one could easily retreat from the world, losing themselves amidst the music and the magic he had created.
After a few moments of searching, you finally spotted your father at the back of the shop, surrounded by a small group of men who appeared to be his contemporaries. They were engrossed in lively conversation, their laughter ringing out with genuine warmth and camaraderie. A surge of intense pride swelled in your chest, and a broad, uncontainable smile spread across your face as you watched him effortlessly shine in his element—a sight you had not been fortunate enough to witness until now.
The moment his gaze found yours, his entire demeanor transformed, lighting up with a joyful recognition. He gestured for you to join him, his movement inadvertently interrupting his animated conversation and drawing the attention of his companions to you. You couldn’t help but imagine he was regaling them with stories about you, a proud habit he had maintained since your childhood. Regardless of your recent achievements or lack thereof, he always found a way to weave your name into every conversation, eager to boast about his pride in you.
Your smile remained unwavering as you finally reached him, leaning against a table brimming with crates to momentarily rest, subtly masking your fatigue after offering polite bows to everyone. “Hello!” you greeted warmly.
“This is my daughter, Y/N, the one I’m always bragging about!” your father announced with evident pride.
Whether or not the men were aware of your profession, they masked their surprise with courteous bows in response to your father’s enthusiastic introduction. Despite the slight awkwardness you felt, your father remained blissfully oblivious, continuing to chat animatedly with his friends. He swiftly instructed you to stand behind the cashier as he wrapped up his conversation. You nodded dutifully, offering one final, graceful bow to the customers before following his directions.
Managing the checkout for the customers as they finalized their vinyl purchases proved to be surprisingly effortless, though they scarcely acknowledged you despite your efforts to radiate warmth and friendliness. The contrast between your public persona as Noctara and your everyday self was both amusing and stark, a reminder of how seldom you experienced the luxury of simply being yourself. It was intriguing to note how little recognition you garnered from those purchasing your own records.
Following Manager Jiho’s advice, you had deliberately dressed incognito. It was a rare treat to slip into your gray sweatpants, with a frayed hole at the knee that you stubbornly refused to discard, paired with a plain black crop top and white sneakers. You had exchanged your usual contact lenses for a pair of delicate, thin-framed glasses and gathered your hair into a casually messy high ponytail, accented by a red bandana tied in a small bow atop your head. A face mask completed your disguise, obscuring half of your face. Even with this modest ensemble, the thought of officially meeting these fans crossed your mind, though the idea of photos circulating online revealing your whereabouts was a chilling deterrent.
As the rush hour dwindled and the number of customers was reduced to a few stragglers, your father finally joined you behind the counter. He draped a warm, appreciative arm over your shoulders, his gratitude evident. You waved off his thanks with a soft smile, feeling a sense of contentment as the rhythmic tasks of the day provided a rare moment of tranquility for your weary mind.
As you wearily shifted from one foot to the other, your father gestured towards a tall stool tucked away beneath the counter. With a sigh of relief, you pulled it out and sank onto its comforting seat. The silence between you both was imbued with a gentle familiarity, yet it was clear that conversation was inevitable.
“Your mother mentioned the date,” he began, his tone imbued with a warmth that contrasted with the weariness you felt. “She’s been eagerly anticipating it since it was arranged.”
You couldn’t suppress a weary roll of your eyes and a scoff that escaped your lips. The unspoken truth about your mother’s unyielding determination was well-known to anyone who had crossed her path. “I can imagine.”
He paused, allowing the silence to stretch between you before continuing with a reflective tone. “It’s not necessarily a bad thing, you know. Take your mother and me as a prime example—our parents arranged our first date, with all the supervision that implies.”
A flicker of curiosity prompted you to ask, “And were you happy about it back then?”
A warm, nostalgic chuckle escaped him, and his eyes seemed to drift back through the corridors of time. “Oh, not at all. I cherished my freedom as a single man with great fervor. Yet, I grew to be immensely grateful to my parents once I met your mother. She’s the reason I look forward to each new day.”
Your father’s unwavering devotion to your mother was a daily reminder of their profound bond. His love for her was ever-present, expressed in countless small gestures and heartfelt words. Their enduring love was a beacon, a once-in-a-lifetime romance that left you both in awe and a bit wistful. The idea of finding such a rare and beautiful connection felt like a distant dream, a cherished possibility that seemed almost beyond reach.
Their love story had been woven into the fabric of your childhood, recounted so often it had become a cherished refrain. While you held its every detail close to your heart, there were times you longed for a change of topic. “How’s Siwoo? The last I heard, his wife had welcomed a new baby a few months ago.” It was a humble attempt to shift the conversation, but it proved effective.
A contented sigh escaped your father’s lips, his eyes shimmering with paternal pride. “Ah, he’s thriving, from all accounts. It seems to be the only subject your mother is keen to discuss, aside from your own growing success.”
A soft laugh bubbled from you. It wasn’t surprising that Siwoo, with his naturally gentle and nurturing spirit, was flourishing as a father. It brought you immense joy to see him building a loving family, his partner described as his equal, creating a life together that seemed as perfect as it was fulfilling.
A moment of silence lingered between you, each lost in thought. “How’s work?” he eventually inquired.
“It’s hectic,” you sighed, the weariness evident in your voice. “I don’t get nearly as much rest as I need given my condition, but there’s a profound satisfaction in sharing my work as I do.”
You noticed the delicate way he sidestepped the mention of your condition, his gaze steady and sincere as he said, “I can’t express how happy it makes me to see your dreams come true.”
Though his words were meant to be a balm for your spirit, a pang of unspoken longing lingered within you. The ache wasn’t from a lack of his affection, but from the quiet yearning for your parents to fully grasp the weight of your daily battles. It mattered little that the doctors they consulted had dismissed your pain as inconsequential; the sting of their disbelief and the chasm it had created between you and them was deep and enduring. You doubted that sharing your diagnosis would bridge that gap, so you chose silence instead, letting the quiet sorrow settle over you like a heavy mist.
You arrived at the charming café nestled around the corner well before the agreed-upon time, eager to claim a quiet corner for your date. The delicate warmth of the summer evening contrasted with the crisp chill of the café's interior, where you sought solace. Your recent struggles with mobility made the prospect of remaining seated in one spot particularly appealing, and you aimed to make the evening as comfortable as possible. You carefully selected a secluded table in a cozy nook, shielded from prying eyes by a curtain of softly glowing fairy lights, craving the intimacy of privacy.
Settling into your seat, you gazed around the café, letting your curiosity about your date’s identity swirl through your thoughts. The idea of meeting another idol sparked a flicker of intrigue, despite your condition limiting your social interactions. You mentally cycled through a list of Korean celebrities you knew or had encountered in the past, only to realize how brief it was—an echo of your increasingly reclusive lifestyle.
As the minutes slipped by, the café’s atmosphere hummed with a gentle blend of murmured conversations and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee. Finally, a waiter approached, accompanied by a young man whose presence was unmistakably magnetic. Han Jisung from Stray Kids. Your heart fluttered at the sight of him, recognizing him from various awards shows. His shy smile, revealed only after he removed his mask, was a charming contrast to his already striking appearance.
“Hello,” you greeted softly, your smile a beacon of warmth and friendliness.
Jisung’s eyes widened with a touch of surprise, and he returned your smile with genuine warmth. “It’s nice to meet you,” he said, his voice betraying a hint of nervousness.
“You look really nice,” you replied, striving to dispel the tension with a sincere compliment.
His cheeks flushed a delicate pink. “Thank you. You look beautiful,” he responded, his voice soft and earnest.
Despite your polite exchanges, the conversation struggled to gain momentum, quickly falling into an awkward silence. You both made several attempts at small talk throughout the evening, but the words stumbled, failing to bridge the gap of unfamiliarity. The discomfort from the café’s rigid seats amplified your back pain, making it difficult for you to muster any flirty or charming banter. Your attempt to ask about Stray Kids’ latest album emerged as a hurried, awkward query that felt more suited to a scripted interview.
As the evening stretched on, the pain in your back became increasingly unbearable. You decided it was time to leave. With a sense of reluctance, you informed Jisung of your departure, noticing the disappointment that flickered across his face. He rose from his seat, an unspoken offer of support lingering in his stance. Although his presence was a reminder of your need for assistance, you were grateful for his kindness.
Outside, your driver waited, the car pulling up smoothly as soon as he saw you approach. You turned back to Jisung, offering a final, heartfelt smile. “It was wonderful meeting you,” you said, your voice tinged with genuine appreciation before you climbed into the car, which whisked you away into the night.
As soon as you disappeared from view, the same attentive waiter who had been serving them all evening hurried after you, clutching your collapsible cane. He handed it to Jisung, who looked at the cane with a puzzled expression.
Jisung’s brow furrowed in confusion as he examined the cane. He pulled out his phone, his mind racing with thoughts on how to return the forgotten item to you. He sent a quick text to his mother, seeking her advice on how to get in touch with you to ensure the cane found its way back into your hands.
posted: 07 • 23 • 2024
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🍉 FROM THE RIVER TO THE SEA, PALESTINE WILL BE FREE! DAILY CLICKS! STAYBLR FUNDRAISER!
Changbin, "You act like you don't care"
Seungmin, "who said I'm acting?"
Jisung: *doing ayego to Hyunjin*
Hyunjin, *poking Jisung's eyeballs*
This is a super cute series as well! I cannot wait for more chapters! @bunnliix, can I be added to the tag list, please?💜💜💜
Can't Stay Away from You
After winning a Stray Kids' fansign in Seoul, y/n travels to attend it. Once she gets there, she finds unexpected encounters that would change her life. Will it be easy to adapt to her new life? No, but it'll be entertaining at least.
Pairing: Stray Kids x reader Summary: After winning a Stray Kids' fansign in Seoul, y/n travels to attend it. Once she gets there, she finds unexpected encounters that would change her life. Will it be easy to adapt to her new life? No, but it'll be entertaining at least. AU: a/b/o Genre: Fluff/Angst Nets: @mirohs-aurora-society
A/N: Hi yes this is another series that I've thought about for a couple months now, but just never wrote it down in any format. And this is my first time writing a/b/o, despite reading a fuckton of it haha.
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THE MIXTAPES (lee felix x reader) - Chapter 7
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THE MIXTAPES (lee felix x reader) - Chapter 8
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THE MIXTAPES (lee felix x reader) - Chapter 10
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THE MIXTAPES (lee felix x reader) - Chapter 14
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THE MIXTAPES (lee felix x reader) - Chapter 15
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THE MIXTAPES (lee felix x reader) - Chapter 16
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THE MIXTAPES (lee felix x reader) - Chapter 17
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THE MIXTAPES (lee felix x reader) - Chapter 18
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You looked around the venue, taking it all in. The school really outdid themselves this time, having invested in proper equipment to make the showcase of the year. You remember Felix always complained that there should be more funds put in the dance department. Your palms sweating the second your thoughts went to Felix. You don’t understand why you let Minho drag you here, but now you’ve arrived and there was no going back as you saw Chan and Jeongin waving you over. You quickly made your way through the crowd to the front row seats and sat down beside Jeongin.
“Hey, how are you holding up?” Jeongin asked, laying a hand on your shoulder.
“Well, I’m here so I guess I’m fine,” you took a deep breath to calm your beating heart, feeling the anxiety rise again.
“I’m just very anxious to see him again.”
Jeongin nodded and leaned over to give you a side hug. You felt yourself relax in his arms for a little bit – before the rest of the boys came along and soon the lights were dimmed and the performance began. You had been to a couple of these performances before, and each time you were just as mesmerized by Minho, Hyunjin and Felix. Especially Felix. Sometimes you couldn’t believe that you had such talented friends, and it hit you at full force at times like this.
Felix’s whole class was to perform either solo, in duets or like in their case – a trio. You barely even registered the performers, until it was announced that they were next.
You sucked in a breath as they came on stage. You would never get tired of seeing Felix in his element, the focus in his sparkly eyes, his whole body oozing of confidence and dominance. And when the music started, it was all over for you.
You were hypnotized by the way Felix moved his body to the music, which you now recognized as the song they recorded together, Taste. It was sensual and powerful, and you were hooked from the second he started dancing. Unfortunately it was over way too soon and before you could react Jeongin and Changbin were dragging you next to the stage where there was a door with the sign Performers Only. You got to stand in front of the door for approximately 10 seconds before Minho and Hyunjin stormed through the door with Felix hot on their heels. The second you locked eyes with him, it seemed like the whole world stopped.
Felix halted his steps and his eyes widened. He didn’t think you would actually come, and now that you were standing in front of him – he almost wanted to cry.
Fights weren’t usual with you two, and the fact that you haven’t spoken in what seemed like so long made him more emotional than regular. He blinked away the moisture in his eyes to get a proper look at you. You looked beautiful, as always.
“So, we will leave you guys alone so you can talk. But you must hurry.” Said Minho and began ushering the others away so you and Felix would be left alone.
Felix took a step towards you, unsure if you would bolt the other way if he got too close – but you took a step towards him and soon you stood no more than arm’s length from each other. He opened his mouth to speak, but before he can get a single word out, he is interrupted by someone on stage tapping on a microphone.
“Hi, I’m sorry but is this on?” The voice sounded kind of familiar, and you whipped your head to the side, only to see Jisoo standing on the stage. Your gasped, and it’s like she knew exactly where you were beforehand, for she cast a quick glance at you and smiled sweetly.
“As you can see, I’m not here for a performance exactly. I am here for some good, old revenge. I’m sure everyone here has heard about the Mixtapes account on Twitter?”
People began murmuring amongst each other, and you froze in place. Somewhere in the crowd you could almost hear Minho yell at Jisoo to get the fuck down, but everything except her voice at that moment went unnoticed by you.
“Yes, I know I lied about it, but it’s really not my problem the person behind it is a coward! In fact, the coward is here with us today!” She gestured at the crowd, and you could still not get yourself to move. Beside you, Felix was confused by the whole situation. What was Jisoo trying to do exactly?
Minho got his attention; he was trying to get Jisoo to get down from the stage before she said anything else. He was joined by Hyunjin who begged her to get down.
“Come on, Jisoo! What do you gain by doing this?!” he yelled over the whispers in the venue.
“Sorry guys, but she had this coming for a while now. But to prove what I’m saying is true, you must hear something first.” She turned around and went over to the large speakers on stage, and plugged her phone in. Only seconds later you heard you own voice echo through the hall.
“Min, I’m serious!”
“I know! I’m just telling you what I think would be best, it’s not my fault that you’re too dumb to listen to me.”
“I swear to God, Min, I will kill you one day.”
“Shut up, you won’t. Or else you wouldn’t have told me the account was yours to begin with.”
“Ugh, I hate that you’re right.”
“So you’ll tell Felix then?”
“God, no! I already told you what is going to happen if I tell him I love him.”
“Oh no, that would be just the end of the world, right?”
“Minho…”
“And there you have it people, “ Jisoo unplugged her phone and made her way to the side of the stage exactly where you and Felix were standing. She locked eyes with you while continuing her verbal assault.
“Poor Y/n crushing so hard on her very own best friend that she has to make anonymous confessions online. I mean, I get why she’s afraid, why would someone like Lee Felix settle for her?” Luckily before Jisoo could say another word, Changbin tore through the security and jumped on stage to rip the microphone from her hands.
After that everything was a blur, Felix’s shocked face, Minho and Hyunjin yelling after you when you ran straight through the nearest exit all while you felt everyone’s stares and their judgemental looks. Now you’ve fucked up for sure, Felix would surely never forgive you for this. Neither would you, though. After all, you are the one who got yourself into this whole mess.
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THE MIXTAPES (lee felix x reader) - Chapter 19
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THE MIXTAPES (lee felix x reader) - Chapter 20
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THE MIXTAPES (lee felix x reader) - Chapter 21
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A/N: Omg it's over guys :( I'm kinda sad to let this fic go, but I'm also ready to work on some new stuff for u guys to enjoy, and for all of you wondering; Minho won the poll! Give me a few days so plan out my story and I will be back soon. Special thanks to @svtbabies for motivating me and being the best hype person for me <3 ILY BESTIE! Also special thanks to @firnze for always leaving the most hilarious comments and reblogs for me to read, they were always the highlight of my day! And ofc, thank you to EVERYONE who commented, reblogged, sent me asks and messages - in the end it was just what I needed to write this story as well as I could. I hope I will see you guys on my next fic <3
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LOVE AND WAR (lee minho x reader)
y/n has her life and future all planned out living a comfortable and predictable life. but all of that changes when lee minho comes into her life like a hurricane and shows her what she's been missing all along
genre: social media au, enemies to lovers, boyfriends friend
warnings: cursing, mentions of alcohol/cigarettes/sex, dirty talk/sexting, emotional affair
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y/n: dance major, is known for being seungmin's girlfriend. has two best friends; jisung and felix.
seungmin: y/n's boyfriend, rich kid, works at his father's label which is why he isn't attending university.
felix: one of y/n's best friends, also a dance major.
jisung: also one of y/n's best friends, is studying music production at the same university as his friends.
chan: works with seungmin as a music producer, is also a friend of jisung and is changbin's best friend
changbin: chan's best friend and hyunjin's boyfriend.
hyunjin: seungmin's best friend, also a rich kid, is signed at seungmin's label. changbin's boyfriend.
jeongin: a little bit of an outcast, doesn't know anyone from the others. he has a close friend that moved away but he kept in touch with.
minho: moved back to korea after living abroad for some years. is close friends with jeongin and is seungmin's childhood friend.
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LOVE AND WAR (lee minho x reader)
y/n has her life and future all planned out living a comfortable and predictable life. but all of that changes when lee minho comes into her life like a hurricane and shows her what she's been missing all along
genre: social media au, enemies to lovers, boyfriends friend
warnings: cursing, mentions of alcohol/cigarettes/sex, dirty talk/sexting, emotional affair
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