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PHONING... 𓂃 ࣪˖ Dealer, NO DEAL!
CHAPTER SIX: cinnamoroll or angel dust?
Beomgyu has more or less solidified himself as the plug for any and all student's needs. If you need anything, it's likely that he has it. When your new business endeavor interferes with his customer base, he does everything in his power to sort it out.
CONTENTS: fluff , comedy , smau , uni au , one sided enemies to lovers , drugs (obvi) + dumb humor
7:23 PM (Y/N's POV)
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PHONING... 𓂃 ࣪˖ Dealer, NO DEAL!
CHAPTER SEVEN: BIG FUN!
Beomgyu has more or less solidified himself as the plug for any and all student's needs. If you need anything, it's likely that he has it. When your new business endeavor interferes with his customer base, he does everything in his power to sort it out.
CONTENTS: ✧ fluff , comedy , smau + written , uni au , one sided enemies to lovers , drugs (obvi) + dumb humor
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SATURDAY , 2:17 PM
10:12 PM , OUTSIDE
“There’s a lot of dog hair back here.”
“Shut up or walk.” Luckily for Jay, the five of you had just pulled up to the front of the house and were face to face with the completely defaced and trashed lawn.
The house party had a lot of energy, that was undeniable. If you could call electronic music blaring down the street while people threw up in the bushes energy.
As Jake parked, you sank into your seat with a huff. Before you could get your energy back, you felt familiar arms drape over you from the back seat. Turning, you see Mingi’s wide smile.
You gave him one back, your energy after a long day of draining classes already returning.
“Get a room.” Yunho complained, hitting Mingi on the arm.
“In front of Jay is crazy—”
“Get OUT!!” Jay said as he opened the door and practically shoved the two boys out of the car.
There wasn’t much you wanted to do tonight anyways so you had no issue completely throwing yourself into the party without a plan.
There was a cluster of students in the place, the air tinged with the scent of sweat and marijuana making you cringe.
“I need to get drunk… immediately? Yeah, immediately.”
“Is that smart?” Jake asked, looking at you from the corner of his eye.”
“A smart way to protect my sense of sanity? Yes!” He just shrugged before walking away to find his friends. If you were to attempt to try and predict the night, you’d probably find him later comforting a drunk Sunghoon or Jungwon.
In one corner, a group gathers around a makeshift bar, where shots of liquor were being poured freely. “Bingo.”
In another corner, there were a few hands exchanging small bags containing pills. They weren’t necessarily slick so you wondered how they haven’t gotten caught already. Not that the host would care.
Wanting a drink, you started your way toward the bar before a girl practically jumped into you like an actor at a horror attraction.
“Fuck!”
The blonde girl’s eyes widened and she almost seemed as scared of you, if that was possible.
“Aw, did I scare you? Sorry.. hey, you want some Xanax?”
Your feet came to a complete stop and you stared at her with an unreadable face. “What?”
“Oh! I, like, stole it from my mom and I was just asking because like, I guess people do that right? At parties?”
Her clueless tone made you snicker, crossing your arms with a shrug. “Maybe on Skins or something.”
“I thought they did crack?”
“Probably.”
There was a silence for a moment before you gave her a tight smile, attempting to squeeze past her. Instead of letting you pass she held out the palm of her hand, a few pink pills sleeping there.
“So… do you want one?”
Any attempt at humoring the girl politely melted away with your patience as you glared at her.
“Do I look like I want a fucking Xanny?”
Pouting, the furrowed her eyebrows as she stepped aside. “Fuck me, I was just trying to make friends.”
Not bothering to answer her, you finally walked up to the bar and decided to make yourself a mix of alcohol with your left over energy drink.
For some reason though, the ‘infamous’ party seemed to have no intention of allowing you a moment of peace before another voice came.
“You wanna smoke?” An unfamiliar body stands next to you and you glance over, taking a sip from your cup.
“I never pass down a smoke session..” your voice trailed off. “For free, I hope.”
The guy’s eyes widened before he nodded, almost frantically. It was kind of funny, or it would be if you weren’t having a bad day.
“Yeah! Of course dude, we have business to discuss. Business casual.”
Quickly you realized this was the guy Beomgyu was insistent that you stop trying to sell to earlier that day. Remembering that fact alone, you suddenly flashed him a bright smile.
“Right!”
You followed Mark to the backyard where there were plenty of other people gathered. The air was still thick with weed but there was the paint lingering of perfume that you assumed someone had sprayed.
The two of you sat down outside by the pool, Mark throwing down his bag before fairly quickly rustling through it.
“You’re.. eager.”
Glancing up at you through his eyelashes he gave you a confused look before realizing.
“Oh! I’m not like… that much of a pothead or anything.” The amused look on your face made him roll his eyes.
“Just had a really shit day. And my roommate smoked everything I had left so it took me until I got here to get anything because ‘Beomgyu’ wouldn’t deliver.”
The high pitched tone he said his voice in made you laugh as he looked at you proudly.
“He wouldn’t?”
“No, said he was busy with something.” Mark shrugged before he smiled, laying out everything he needed.
Stirring your drink, you watched as he grinded down what he had and carefully sprinkled it onto the rolling paper in front of him.
“So that’s not his weed? Who’d you buy from?”
Mark pauses for a moment, seeming to try and remember before shaking his head.
“I didn’t ask. Some guy, never seen him before.” You just nodded.
From what you knew, Beomgyu was at least the most popular plug around. Obviously he wasn’t the only one, though.
If you wanted the harder stuff you’d have to opt for some guy behind the back alley of a 7/11 but for the general population of students, Beomgyu was it.
Well, Beomgyu and you now.
In all honesty, you were just selling for a little extra money to dedicate towards fueling your shopping addiction. Not that you’d tell anyone that.
“Oh! I’m Mark, by the way.”
If you weren’t so fixated on Beomgyu lately, you’d probably swoon at the way he looked at you before finishing his blunt.
Unfortunately for him, you were obsessed with a random dude from twitter.
Laughing, you shifted to a more comfortable position. “Yeah, I figured from your little business comment.”
“Yeah, that was just an excuse. I recognized you and you seemed a little tense so.. I figured what the hell, you know? Oh! I’m still uh, interested in whatever it was though! As long as it’s not um…” he swallowed. “Crack.”
That comment almost made you spit out your drink as you stifled your laughter, covering your mouth and swallowing what was in it.
Instead of business, the two of you talked for a while about yourselves, your classes and how in the hell you’d never met before when you were so clearly the perfect friend for the other, as if handcrafted by some God.
Eventually you’d downed your drink completely and smoked what Mark had left, letting the empty cup drop to the concrete ground and roll away somewhere you couldn’t be bothered to follow it to.
“Should we like… get drinks?”
The suggestion made Mark look over to you, slumping further onto the lawn chair. “Probably.”
He lifted his arms up as if he was reaching toward something before they collapsed back down.
“I can’t move.”
You rolled your eyes at him, standing up before reaching over and grabbing his hands to yank him to his feet.
“You won’t be able to move your tongue soon either if you don’t get up.”
“How do you have such energy?!” His voice came out as a whisper as he narrowed his eyes at you, following you inside at a slugs pace.
“I’ve got more stuff in my bag we can smoke.” You offered up and suddenly, he straightened his back along with the strings on his hoodie and nodded.
Mark was trying to seem too chill when he was clearly excited to get even higher. You, on the other hand were focused on weaving through the people before making it to the bar.
“What do you—”
Mark hadn’t made it to the bar. In fact, he ended up collapsing onto a couch in the corner of the room and abandoning you on your quest.
Already dumbfounded with your new friend, you shrugged before getting two cups of the first thing you could grab. Some perfectly cheap vodka.
Before going back to Mark with your drinks, you found Jay conversing with his friend Heeseung.
The two noticed you fairly quickly as you leaned into Jay, nudging him.
“Where’s my bag?”
“You look good tonight, Y/N.”
Heeseung seemed to always throw out compliments at these parties so you weren’t shaken by it. Pointing at him with the drink in your hand, you replied.
“You look the same as always! Which is really hot, obviously.” He laughed, taking a sip of his own drink.
Jay rolled his eyes, turning to you with the same fond smile he always had. Considering he was your best friend, it just seemed to be his permanent expression now.
“What’d you need?” His voice was low, almost in a whisper.
You, on the other hand, were very loud.
“My bag!”
“Oh. I gave it to Yunho to hold.”
Letting out a dramatic blow of defeat, you nodded. “Okay, thanks!”
Leaving the two to their conversation and praying your new friend didn’t pass out on the couch he occupied, your eyes scanned the crowd to find your other friends.
Unsurprisingly, the two were up by the bar where you had been moments before.
Glancing back over to Mark, you see that he’s already talking it up with some other guys that he seems pretty close with. At least he had something to keep him from remembering you existed.
Going over, you hand him the drink and snap a picture of him. His eyes were half-lidded and he seemed to be barely processing what was happening around him so he didn’t seem to care much when you walked away. Satisfied, you sent a picture of him to Beomgyu.
Shutting off your phone, you didn't bother to check for a text back. Dragging your feet through, you practically throw yourself onto the counter next to your friends as you slammed down your own drink.
Or rather you tripped over your new shoes a bit and spilled it but if anyone asked, you were just irritated.
“Y/N!” Turning to you, Mingi threw his arms up excitedly.
Once again, he was constricting you with his arms. Patting his back awkwardly, you laughed. “Mingi!”
“What’s up?” He asked, pulling away to wipe any alcohol off of his mouth that had slipped out.
“Bag?” Yunho asked and you nodded.
“Bag!”
Yunho tossed your bag to you, barely catching it as you opened it and sifted through to find your smoking stuff.
“I don’t know why you didn’t just come get it yourself before.”
When you realized you had everything but one thing, your hand stilled.
“Where are my blazy susans?” Yunho just looked at you from behind his glass, an eyebrow raised.
“Didn’t you send Yeonjun over?” Mingi asked, leaning onto the counter.
“Why the FUCK would I send Yeonjun over?”
Yunho shrugged, “aren’t you two friends or something?”
That was certainly a statement. You didn’t really put any thought into what you were. But, more importantly if you and Yeonjun were friends then what the hell were you and HIS friend? Enemies?
You shook your head and brushed away the thoughts as you focused on the situation in front of you.
“Yeonjun went in my bag??”
The two were still seemingly clueless as they nodded.
“That fucking Yeonjun stole my Susan from me!”
Almost as if on cue, a voice called out from behind you.
“Who’s this caucasian chick and what did she do to Yeonjun?”
Turning, you’re face to face with Beomgyu for the first time. Irritatingly enough to make the situation worse, he looked even better in person.
You wanted to launch a federal investigation into how and why this is even possible but first, you’ve decided to hunt down the man who stole your rolling papers.
“He.. stole from me! He’s a thief!”
Beomgyu gave you a look of amusement and you glared at him, raising your hand with a frustrated sigh.
“Don’t. I know what I just walked into… but don’t.”
He raised his hands defensively, “I wasn’t gonna say anything..”
Yunho rolled his eyes, leaning toward the two of you so that you could hear him better. “If it helps any, he went somewhere upstairs.”
“It doesn’t.” Seemingly fed up with your little problem, Yunho waves a hand at you dismissively.
“Fuck you, yes it does. It narrows it down!”
Groaning, you were about to ask Beomgyu to call his thieving friend before your phones vibrated in your pockets. Curiously, you unlocked it and glanced down to see what it was.
That mysterious groupchat text led you here: with Beomgyu and Yeonjun, hunched over the toilet as he threw up. Rather violently.
Apparently Beomgyu’s friend Kai had added you in hopes that you would know where Yeonjun was after he was asking everyone where you were. Or more specifically, where your bag was.
“Um… what’d he take?” Beomgyu slowly looked over at you and blinked as if you knew the answer.
“Besides my rolling papers?”
Maybe it was the day or having to deal with his jealousy in person but you glared at him, placing your drink down on the sink.
“What are you looking at me for?? I don’t sell anything but the natural stuff anymore. I only have weed in here tonight so whatever he got wasn’t stolen from me.”
He watched as you rummaged in the cabinet underneath the sink. “Oh.”
Beomgyu wasn’t doing much, giving Yeonjun pats of support on his back with an uncomfortable expression.
Unraveling the paper towels you’d found under the sink, you gently wet one before kneeling down next to Yeonjun and wiping away what was on his face.
“I’m wiping up your vomit after you stole my rolling papers.” You emphasized, a defeated tone in your voice.
Yeonjun’s dazed eyes made you feel the slightest bit bad for reprimanding him. Just barely.
“You said to come to you… if I needed anything.” The older boy sniffled.
“Um… yeah, for money?” The sarcasm coming off of you made Beomgyu laugh as he nudged Yeonjun’s slumped form.
“Well, you could have just bought pre-rolls from me…”
You shot him a glare as you brushed some hair out of Yeonjun’s face. Albeit, you were a bit hesitant as you instinctively leaned away from the smell.
“Maybe then you wouldn’t be about to die.”
The joke seemed to catch you off guard as you quickly reached around Yeonjun, slapping Beomgyu’s arm.
“He’s greening out, not like… dying..?”
“Yeah I’m not an idiot–” Yeonjun’s defense was cut off by another sea of nausea.
Beomgyu shrugged, deciding to make himself comfortable on the marble floor, leaning back against the tub.
“Man, I don’t know. Only time I ever greened out I just ate a bunch of cereal, got sick and passed out during League.”
The newfound information that his game of choice was League of Legends made you put your head in your hands, balance wavering.
“That’s the most loser-ish story I’ve ever heard…”
Unfortunately, he was still extremely attractive.
“So you guys are like stoner stoners, huh?”
Yeonjun simply groaned in response and Beomgyu gave you a confused look.
“You’re not?”
Humming, you replaced Beomgyu in rubbing Yeonjun’s back. With how his eyes fluttered closed, you were a bit worried he’d fall asleep in this position.
“I prefer other methods but I guess I am? I’m just not always high.”
Beomgyu arched an eyebrow at the insinuation. “I’m not either?”
Thinking back to how almost all of his tweets are related to weed, excluding his live tweeted reactions to random shows, you simply afforded him a nod.
“Right.”
Beomgyu let out a huff of annoyance similar to that of a child. “I go to classes, I have hobbies.”
“A job?” He hesitated for a moment.
“Well..” as his voice trailed off, you laughed before a voice echoing cut you off.
“Who cares! Y/N, you play Overwatch! Biblically and socially that’s just as bad as—” before Yeonjun could finish, you’re pushing his head further into the toilet as he tried to free himself.
“Overwatch?” The smirk Beomgyu gave you made you want to kick him in the worst possible place.
“I’ve matured and moved onto other games, actually. Yeonjun should fact check that information.”
“Right, cool. What was your rank though?”
You covered your face with your hands once again, “oh my god… you play ranked matches…”
As interesting as the conversation the two of you were having was, you pointed at Yeonjun from behind his back to change the subject.
“Regardless of what games you play, your friends kinda… uh…”
Yeonjun whined, dragging his body back to look at you with pleading eyes.
“His friend? Y/N, are we not friends???”
Your eyes widened for a moment as you gave him an empty smile, hesitating. In all honesty, you had no idea how to respond.
“Um… haha… well…!”
Beomgyu laughed at you this time as you were basically backed into a corner. “Wow. Sounds like she’s not your friend, Yeonjun.”
Yeonjun cried out your name before burying his face into his arms. It sounded like a mix of giggles and sobs so you genuinely couldn’t tell how he was feeling.
“Um… we’re friends! We’re friends! Just… stop crying…” grabbing his face, you turned him toward you to be faced with exactly that. He was crying.
You wiped away his tears with a concerned look. Your friends had greened out tons of times so this wasn’t necessarily your first time dealing with over-emotional highs but Yeonjun and you weren’t particularly close yet.
A wide smile grew on his face before it was quickly washed away with a grimace and he disappeared back into the toilet, gagging again.
The door suddenly opened, Soobin standing there with a dumbfounded face as he sipped from the can in his hands.
“Is Yeonjun dead?” His flat tone had you wondering how often this happened.
“Ah, stop saying shit like that about me!!” Yeonjun yelled out, annoyed. He seemed to stop crying already.
The smile on Soobin’s face fell back into his usual pout, “oh. He’s alive.”
“Soobin do you know if Yeonjun, uh… took anything?” Beomgyu gave him a careless smile and Soobin shrugged.
Your eyes were only focused on Beomgyu, leaning back with his arms crossed and a smug look on his face. That part of you that wanted to kick him now wanted to kiss him— and then kick him again.
“I saw him talking to some blonde chick and she gave him a pill or something, I think.”
Beomgyu’s smirk fell into an almost devastated face. The dramatic shift made you smile as you held back a laugh. “Oh… he’s gonna die.”
“He’s not gonna die! What color was it?”
Beomgyu shrugged and you rolled your eyes, turning to Soobin. “Hey Soobin, what color was it?”
“Um.. pur… pink?” Although the hesitation had you on guard, the answer he settled on confirmed your suspicions and you hummed in response, moving so that you were sitting on your knees.
“Okay then it was probably Xanax. That girls been offering it to anybody who passes by, she stole it from her mom.”
“And… Tito’s…” Yeonjun muttered.
“Jesus Christ, Yeonjun were you trying to speedrun death?” Beomgyu muttered.
Soobin snickered. “Her mom? How old is this girl?”
“Oh, she’s fully grown. She just still lives with her parents, I guess.”
Shaking his head, Beomgyu balanced his arms on his knees as he leaned back. Soobin gave him a strange look as he leaned against the door frame, slightly leaning down due to the height. It didn’t seem like a very comfortable position.
“Moving on though, those ones are like… tiny. So he won’t pass out or die, right?”
You shook your head. “He won’t die.”
“Will he pass out…?”
The silence coming from you had Beomgyu’s eyes widening as he leaned forward, grabbing your shoulder.
“Y/N! Will he pass out?”
Giving him a nervous smile, you looked over to Yeonjun who was now seemingly unresponsive. “Well…”
Soobin seemed to catch on. “I’ll uh… go get Taehyun and Kai!”
Eventually, Soobin came back with who you assumed to be their other two friends. Apparently, Soobin and Taehyun usually took care of Yeonjun in this state but Soobin had been drinking.
Taehyun and Kai continued to take care of a horribly cross-faded Yeonjun as you and Beomgyu exited the bathroom with a relieved Soobin.
“Thank God Yeonjun’s okay, I thought I was gonna have to bomb JYP.” Beomgyu laughed at Soobin’s comment as you just stared at him confused. His friends had a strange sense of humor. Not that you wouldn’t be opposed to that happening.
“Um… well, I’m gonna go drink some more. Have fun you two, but not t—” Beomgyu cut him off.
“Shut up. Shut the fuck up now.” This caused you to crack a smile as you looked away, covering your mouth slightly to hide it.
Soobin frowned. “Rude.”
As Soobin left, the two of you stood outside the bathroom. Even though there wasn’t anything keeping the two of you together anymore, you both lingered for some odd reason.
Beomgyu kicked at the ground for a moment before looking up at you. “Why do you only sell the natural stuff anyway?”
The answer was pretty obvious to you, considering self-preservation and… well, the law.
“I’m not gonna lecture you about the effects of pharmaceutical drug abuse on your brain and body but it’s just easier access with that stuff? Plus I think it’s the most fun, anyway.”
Beomgyu nodded, seemingly in understanding.
“Well, not that I didn’t try at first. I needed money but I couldn’t sell a SINGLE addy in this school without one of the Profs trying to get some from me. It felt like I was in catholic school again.”
Beomgyu stifled a laugh now, “Adderall? No shit, they hand that stuff out to kids like candy on Halloween.”
Students coming past the two of you, shoving to try and get to the now unoccupied bathroom made the both of you move out of their way.
Before you’d even realized it, you made your own way through the house and back downstairs to get another drink and find a secluded corner. For some reason, maybe his own amusement, Beomgyu followed you.
“You went to catholic school then?”
“Don’t remind me.” He gave you a weird look.
“You brought it up.”
Holding your bag tight, you sunk into the couch as you studied him. His hair was shorter than the pictures you’d seen on his socials so he must not have uploaded anything recently, or it was new.
He looked good either way, though. What was annoying about it was that he seemed to know that.
Now that the drama of the night was seemingly over and you were free to laze around, you decided to have your fun.
“You know you’re less cute off of Twitter.” Your voice had a teasing tone to it and he smirked again.
“I didn’t know you thought I was cute.” That comment threw you off completely once again and you simply stared at him with a blank expression.
You wondered if he was genuinely clueless or if it was some act he was trying to put on.
“How? I’ve made it painfully obvious that I thought you were pretty.” Your bluntness seemed to throw him off a bit as his facial features softened.
“Painfully..?” He repeated something else that had caught him off guard but you couldn’t hear it over the loud chatter nearby.
“Um.. yeah. I called you hot on text?”
The faint pink in his cheeks was hard to see with the tan of his skin but once it went away, the difference was noticeable.
“Oh yeah, right after you told me to kill myself.”
Nodding, you raised a cup on the table in front of you. “I’ll drink to that!”
Beomgyu smiled. He seemed much more relaxed offline than online but you suppose that could be because you aren’t publicly slandering him.
“Then why are you trying to steal my clients?”
Shaking your head, you looked up at him through your eyelashes.
“I’m not stealing anything. Or I wasn’t before. Now I totally am.” Dragging your nails along the cups in front of you, you make it a game in your mind to entertain yourself.
“Well why now?” His voice seemed the slightest bit annoyed but his eyes just stayed on you.
You didn’t really seem real, almost too pretty to conceptualize— but he chalked that up to the fact that the two of you had initially met online.
“So I had an excuse to talk to you. And because it’s funny.”
Beomgyu shifted on the couch, leaning closer into you as if to hide away from the rest of the people in the room. The moment felt a bit too intimate— it felt too much just yours.
“You wanna talk? Let’s talk.”
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PHONING... 𓂃 ࣪˖ Dealer, NO DEAL!
CHAPTER EIGHT: dumbass cupid.
Beomgyu has more or less solidified himself as the plug for any and all student's needs. If you need anything, it's likely that he has it. When your new business endeavor interferes with his customer base, he does everything in his power to sort it out.
CONTENTS: fluff , comedy , smau , uni au , one sided enemies to lovers , drugs (obvi) + dumb humor
SUNDAY , 1:27 PM [FEED]
(Beomgyu’s POV)
FEED.
home. ★ previous. ★ next.
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PHONING... 𓂃 ࣪˖ calicos & cinnamon.
"“Don't you want them to find their forever homes?” “I want YOU to find the door.”
When you're tasked with helping find homes for the kittens at MOACafé, you find yourself developing a small crush on one of the workers. Unfortunately for you he seems much more attached to the kittens you're trying to tear away from him...
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[🐈⬛] kang taehyun / afab! reader [WIP]
genre. fluff , comedy , written + smau , one sided enemies to lovers
warnings : cursing
playlist.
Orders.
001. welcome to MOACafé!
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PHONING... 𓂃 ࣪˖ Beauty Rental Shop.
“You make me some awesome clothes and I fix your face!” “Excuse me?” “That came out wrong..”
A known master of disguise, it's no surprise that opportunities are always knocking on your door. Unfortunately, only annoyance ensues when 'opportunity' shows up in the form of Choi Yeonjun proposing the two of you become business partners.
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[🪞] model! choi yeonjun / fashion student! afab! reader [WIP]
genre. fluff , comedy , written + smau , uni au , yeonjun is a whipped idiot
playlist.
Makeovers.
001. the idiot fashion prodigy.
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PHONING... 𓂃 ࣪˖ 8-BIT STAR.
“Can I get some more tickets?” “Can I get your number?”“What?” “What?”
One of your biggest accomplishments has been completely dominating all the leaderboards at your local arcade- until a new player suddenly wiped you from all of them. You're determined to find out who this mystery player is and your co-worker Soobin is more than happy to help you! Or at least, point you in the right direction.
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[🕹️] gamer!choi beomgyu / gamer! afab! reader [WIP]
genre. fluff , comedy , written
warnings : cursing
playlist.
Leaderboard.
001. WE’RE CLOSED.
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PHONING... 𓂃 ࣪˖ LOVE WAR!!
“We missed you!” “So the two of you decided to... break into my house?”
Being voted into your school’s contest, you’re partnered with class troublemaker Choi Beomgyu and your old childhood friend Choi Soobin. Making sure that the three of you can represent your class well enough is already difficult without the two flirting with you at every turn!
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[🌸] choi beomgyu + choi soobin / afab!reader [WIP]
genre. fluff , humor
warnings : cursing
playlist.
+ tracklist.
001. class rep’s picks.
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PHONING... 𓂃 ࣪˖ Lovers' Roulette.
[🍷] private eye! soobin & afab! criminal! reader [WIP]
genre. suspense , mystery , enemies to lovers , angst , (eventual) fluff , comedy
warnings : use / consumption of cigarettes & alcohol, cursing, suggestive content, death
TEASER.
+ tracklist.
001. Negative Zero Lounge.
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PHONING... 𓂃 ࣪˖ the best of the best.
A written series based off of various Pokémon trainer’s adventures in love, composed for MOA. [WIP]
genre key fluff (f) . angst (a) . humor (h) . comfort (c) .
Dark Room [Artist!Choi Soobin x Photographer!Reader]
Poison type (♡) Psychic type
genre fluff (f) . humor (h) .
The heart of the bustling art scene was hard to stay afloat in, especially in a world as colorful as yours. Soobin finds himself entangled in a complex web of emotions when it comes to his world and more specifically: you. Exhausted of his state of denial, his Pokémon decide to pull together a plan to bring the two of you closer and get him to acknowledge your artistry as well as his true feelings.
You Know Me [Musician!Choi Yeonjun x Nurse!Reader]
Fairy type (♡) Normal type
genre fluff (f) . humor (h) .
Yeonjun finds himself facing an unexpected twist of fate when a performance mishap lands him and his trusty Pokémon at the nearby center. Despite usual protocols him and his Pokémon are dragged to your personal office as you tend to their wounds. Annoyingly to you, he was well aware that you’d never deny them of your services.
Beautiful Collisions [Trainer!Choi Beomgyu x Resort Worker!Reader]
Water type (♡) Electric type
genre fluff (f) . humor (h) .
At Sinnoh’s picturesque summer resort, Beomgyu finds himself more focused on you rather than enjoying him and his Pokémon’s vacation. Despite being polar opposites, Beomgyu finds himself determined to capture your heart. However, each well-intentioned gesture seems to backfire, leaving you completely exasperated.
The Redwood Tree [Rival!Kang Taehyun x Trainer!Reader]
Ice type (♡) Ghost type
genre fluff (f) . comfort (c) .
Becoming a ghost-type trainer seemed to be the obvious solution to your deepest rooted fear of the dark. Despite becoming a masterful trainer, you still find yourself paralyzed by fear when faced with the dark. Putting aside your long term rivalry, Taehyun extends a helping hand to guide you through the treacherous depths of an infamous haunted forest.
Possibility of Love [Stranger!Huening Kai x Trainer!Reader]
Fairy type (♡) Bug type
genre fluff (f) . comfort (c) .
After suffering a humbling defeat in a remote forest, you find yourself lost with your trusty sidekick completely drained. To your surprise, the two of you are soon discovered by a compassionate Sylveon who leads you back to its’ trainer. This creature’s kind gesture leads to a new beginning for you and mysterious trainer Kai.
જ⁀➴♡ phone in ᝰ.ᐟ
PHONING... 𓂃 ࣪˖ Dealer, NO DEAL!
CHAPTER NINE: true (twitter) romance.
Beomgyu has more or less solidified himself as the plug for any and all student's needs. If you need anything, it's likely that he has it. When your new business endeavor interferes with his customer base, he does everything in his power to sort it out.
CONTENTS: fluff , comedy , smau , uni au , one sided enemies to lovers , drugs (obvi) + dumb humor
SUNDAY , 3:32 PM [FEED]
home. ★ previous. ★ next.
જ⁀➴♡ phone in ᝰ.ᐟ
⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀“⠀⠀BUZZ ! ⠀BUZZ ! ⠀BUZZ ! ⠀”
( — YELLOWJACKETS . ) TOMORROW X TOGETHER
warnings. ♱ (18+). lengthy series. gore. horror. cannibalism. cult activity. college au. swearing. vomit. humor. mildly suggestive. drug use. hallucinations and derealization. no smut. main character death. side character death. txt members as main characters. enha / lsf members & san of ateez as side characters and/or mentioned. jake and sunghoon are written as brothers. reader takes backseat for a while in the beginning.
disclaimer. ♱ this series is a complete work of fiction made for entertainment and i do not believe it reflects the idols represented in any way.
“⠀ ▇▇▇— ⠀⠀Please!⠀⠀If⠀⠀you ⠀⠀ save⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ him⠀⠀,⠀⠀ the⠀ ⠀others⠀⠀ will⠀⠀ get⠀ ⠀⠀ you! ”
TEASER.
i. BIRDS OF A FEATHER.
ii. Lightning Crashes.
iii. The Killing Moon.
iiii. Rescue Me.
iv. Bird In Your Teeth.
winding . . .
જ⁀➴♡ phone in ᝰ.ᐟ