Choiyerim (16 choiyerim stories)
My Little Puppeteer [NCT]
NCT in a school of shield benders. A story where the player gets played.
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lil prompts and shorts of loona pairings! i won't do any nsfw though, we're keeping it pg here or else i'm kicking you off my christian minecraft server
When the heiress learns what is love.
The day Choi Yerim accidentally fell in love with Son Hyejoo in a potions class. And it's all Jiwoo's fault.
yerim decides not to wear her trustable headphones.
When her beloved grandmother passes, Jinsol clues to a mystery that spans different worlds and times, she finds a magical place known as Miss Jo's Home for Peculiar Children. But the mystery and danger deepen as she gets to know the residents and learns about their special powers - and their terrifying enemies. Ultimately, Jinsol discovers that only her own special peculiarity can save her new friends.
Hyejoo feels like she doesn't do enough for her girlfriend, Yerim. She decides being spontaneous is the key to her problem.
Yerim drags Hyejoo out to bond. The latter just wanted to stay in with the older girl. But Hyejoo knows if she's with Yerim, it'll be fine.
"why are you telling me this?" she whispers, her voice softer than before. why am i telling you this? you question yourself. you don't know if you're being honest. there was something different in the way the calmness of the night affected you. the moon was shining brightly and the stars felt like they multiplied. there was something different with the scenery, the atmosphere. maybe that's why you're telling her this.
HyunJin and YeRim are the devil's daughters, for a misunderstanding they went down to earth but now they'll be thankful.
The producer christens her Olivia Hye and bestows her a title: Destroyer of Eden, World Eater, Fallen Angel, The End and The Beginning of All Things, and she accepts it eagerly, slipping a mask into her face, shaped like her own, but not quite: rubies cover her eyes, and wolf-like features morph into her own, both a muzzle and a gag tinted with blood.
Problems with the living? Unhappy with eternity? Is death the problem and not the solution? Do you have problems adjusting to your new condition? CALL NOW BEETLEJUICE
A series of prompts I received on my Tumblr
where olivia doesn't want to wait.