One (124 one fanfics)
Your sunbae is falling in love with you You get constantly compared to your fellow members. The public continuously crucify you for your weight. Your boss doesn't favour you.
Is there a word which would mean both perfect & unique? They are so alike but yet so different! They are so alike; Both young and successful; Both wealthy and popular; Bot
«────── « ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. » ──────» If only Jennie had a choice to rewind the time and go back to the past, the first thing she would change- to never allow a guy named Jung Jaewon enters Hanbin's life.
This is a collection of one shots (mostly exovelvet) and ramblings. When I have a writer’s block, most of the time I draft a few scenes until I can find a new inspiration to write about. For now, I’m uploading them all here. Thank you for reading! -wdmy
The red rose tattooed on his chest only meant one thing. Jung Jaewon's heart belongs to Rosé and Rosé only.
"The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear and the oldest and the strongest fear is the fear of Unknown!" Thank the Lord you can't read his mind cause if you do y
Fast forward to present day, Minho (now 25 years old), goes back to the university but not as a student. He is now an English Literature professor and Jennie (now 22 years old), is one of his students.
Jihoon never thought of Guanlin as more than a friend.
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A collection of straykids one shots of various straykids ships.
Hanbin screws up and does the one thing he swore he'd never do - he confesses to his bandmate. Now he needs to deal with the growing tension between them, his own emotions and the uncomfortable situation he's put them all in.
A tale that revolves around a boy named Kim Jongdae, the son of a rich merchant family who fell in love with a poor commoner boy, Minseok. A/N: Just something I had in mind. It’s some sort of a fairy tale-ish kind of historical au? Idk but it’s definitely not pictured in modern times.
a soft yenyul one shot
I’m tired of pretending - pretending not to monitor her performances, when I do; not to know her songs, when I do; not to notice her, when I do; It’s the things I needed to do to protect her, more than myself. On my shoulders, I will always carry the lives of my members. Much had to be done, and much had to be sacrificed. And the years have passed by like this - Me, immersed in finding ways to lift us u