Wheesa (209 wheesa fanfics)
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Wheein had an ironic hatred towards the water until a certain girl stumbled into her life. In other words, the Au that was bound to happen.
If you had only 24 hours left to live... How would you spend the time? What would you do? Who would you spend the day with? When would you tell that person, or would you never? Where would you choose to breathe your last? How would that person live on after you left then?
2 short drabbles cause Wheein's kitten is so so so cute and Reyes is so much of a girl crush and she's turning 25 today so yeah, to Reyes!
Moonbyul and Solar, both as university students. Includes some MamaVelvet and a dash of f(x).
what if you give a second chance to live again in 30 days?
When a spoiled child finds a job...
Sillage (French) ― (n.) The scent that lingers in the air, the trail left in the water, the impression made in space after something or someone has been and gone; the trace of someone's perfume.
A young woman encased in the burdens of her family, is tempted by the freedom of others.
With how fast Byulyi was with flirting, Yongsun assumed she would be the same way when they started dating.
A new girl arrives in school and Kim Yongsun finds herself inevitably drawn to the mysterious, alluring stranger. A Moonsun high school crack au with Wheesa on the side.
Wheein: I've never forgotten those times we were together... I can forget the world but why can I never erase you from my heart no matter how hard I try? How can I stop my tears from flowing because of you? Byulyi: How did the situation become like this? I never wanted to leave you alone... But I have no choice but to...leave... No matter how much I want to replace you... I know I can't...I never will... Yongsun: I know how much you love her, but don't le
She fell in love with her, when she still doesn't know who is she. She wants to give her everything, except that she needs time. She said: Don't think about the future, let me think about that. She said: I don't want the future, I only want the present. Can it really be done?
Short Stories up to around 2-5 chapters for each Mamamoo ships based on the songs they sang. (Summaries in Foreword)