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UTS: Ride Along Masterlist

UNDER THE SPOTLIGHT MASTERLIST

summary: you think that the situation you’ve gotten yourself into was hysterical since being at a race track was not your ideal plan on a friday night. in fact, it was even more hysterical that you happen to meet the playboy of your campus that’s known to be one of the most talented racers that night also, the same person that you remember from a one summer ago.

pairing: bad boy/streetracer!sunwoo x ex fling!fem.reader

genre: mentions of a toxic relationship, illegal racing, there is angst and semi-suggestive for sure and i don’t think there will be a lot of fluff in this?? but definitely some humor to lighten the mood a bit. but again warnings: swearing, mentions of alcohol and again toxic relationship between the mc and sunwoo!

updates: tuesdays/fridays? at 7pm est (tentatively)

started on: 04.01.21 ended on: 05.16.21

a/n: this is basically a revamped version of my svt fic wild hearts and also inspired by the concept for breaking dawn heheh, but with more plot and angst!!! if you want to read the prequel then you can find it below but be warned that there is mature content in it!! if you want to be added to the taglist for this series in particular, just click here and you’d be able to put yourself on it hehe or send an ask or dm~ :)) also for a disclaimer this was written for fictional and entertainment purposes only and in no way shape or form is to be taken into the real world!!! anyways hope you enjoy this!!

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hey! can i request an ateez wooyoung scenario where you two have a really bad fight because he keeps coming back home late and drunk and you end up packing your stuff and leaving? love your blog 💗💗

emo hours are strong today

The sound of the doorbell ringing repeatedly was enough to wake you up from your spot on the couch. Seeing the clock prominently displaying the time, 3:24AM was enough to remind you how you had feel asleep waiting up for Wooyoung once again. Opening the door to see him drunk for what was the 3rd time this week, however, was enough for you to push you over the edge.

“Wooyoung, what the hell?” You groaned as he stumbled forward into your arms, almost knocking you backwards as his weight completely rested on your body. You pushed him back slightly, watching as he almost fell but caught himself last minute using the wall as support.

“What?” He looked annoyed by your actions and while his jarring tone would have made you feel bad before, you didn’t seemed phased by it this time around.

“It’s three in the morning and you’re coming home drunk again. What is going on with you?” You furrowed your brows as you watched him lazily remove his shoes.

“So what?” His words slurred a bit as he spoke, “It’s my life and it’s none of your business,”

“None of my business?” You weren’t sure why tears were building up in your eyes, “Wooyoung I’m your girlfriend and I get worried. I love you and I’m afraid that one night you’re going to get hurt coming back. I’m afraid you might not come back,”

“Why…Why wouldn’t I come back?” He moved closer to you, his hand immediately grabbing onto you for support. You grimaced at the stench of alcohol that lingered on his breath.

“You’re getting trashed and you can barely walk, let alone make it home. I don’t even know how you do it. I don’t want to wake up one day and find that you were in an accident driving home or that you fell in some ditch or-“

“None of that is going to happen,” Wooyoung rested his head on your shoulder, “Stop over reacting”

“Overreacting?” A few tears escaped your eyes, sliding down your cheeks, “Wooyoung…I’m so fucking tired of this,” You could feel yourself snapping. It had been weeks of this same situation and every time, you let it slide because you loved him. But after every time, you felt yourselves becoming more distant and you hated it but you knew you were slowly falling out of love with him. He wasn’t the same person who you had met two years ago at a music festival, who kept you from being pushed around in the crowds. He wasn’t the same person who took you to an observatory on your first date because he wanted to, as he put it, put the stars to shame by comparing them to you. He wasn’t the same person who helped you with studying for finals, who watched all the marvel movies with you in 2 weeks, who experimented different beauty masks with you, who held you when you were scared. No, now he was the person who was dosing off on your shoulder as you stood in front of him, terrified because you knew that these next few minutes would make or break your relationship.

“Please,” You shook his body gently, making him pull away and look down at you, his eyes void of care, “Please stop doing this. I’ve tried so much but it’s getting too overwhelming to handle. Wooyoung I’m worried and I…I love you but if you can’t clean up your act I have to…..g-go,” Your words were shaky and you weren’t sure if they were coherent as small sobs passed your lips.

“Really?” The scoff that left his lips pulled your attention up, “You’re so pathetic _____. You can’t handle it? I’ve been swamped and stressed because of my job and you’re overwhelmed? What do you even do, huh? You study and go to school and then you hang out with me? What’s so stressful about that? You’re being such a fucking bitch right now,”

You felt your heart dropping with his words and you knew this was the moment. You felt it slowly over the past few weeks but you knew this was the point where you were completely falling out of love.

“I’m going to bed,” He mumbled before pushing past you and trudging to your shared bedroom.

You weren’t sure how long you stood there, shock taking over your body as the tears stopped but when you made your way to the room, you found the boy passed out on the bed, light snores filling the air. Your body felt heavy as you walked over to the closet, pulling a suitcase out before laying it on the edge of the bed and filling it with as much of your stuff as you could find. Wooyoung shuffled around a bit in his sleep but didn’t wake up at your actions. Why would he? He was knocked out drunk and probably wouldn’t remember most of the night anyways. He could figure out what he had to in the morning but you wouldn’t be there to help him with that.

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Hello Soulmate | Fan Chengcheng

[still on hiatus] / [a/n: hello. i just listened to soulmate by zico ft iu. i suck at soulmate scenarios but i hope you all bare with me for this.]

“You waited for a long time / Hello, my soulmate.”

Chengcheng threw his head back and smiled at the lyrics that played from his phone. He couldn’t wait to see you. He couldn’t wait for midnight. He couldn’t wait until you could see what he saw - that red string that connected your pinkies together.

He’s happy that of all the people in the world, it was you. Most people have to go through hell and back, untangling their strings and hoping they won’t break. The strings weren’t visible until one turned the ripe age of eighteen. That’s when most people start their journies to find who they’re meant to be with.

Chengcheng still remembers the moment he found out.

-

It was 11:59PM, one minute before he had turned 18. All of his friends were gathered around his table, ready to celebrate the moment he found out. The cake was already set and candles lit. His friends started to cheer a countdown as you sat across from him asking him to make a wish.

And sure, maybe his soulmate was the last thing on his mind. Hell, after hearing Zhangjing had to travel all the way to the middle of Germany to find Yanjun casually sitting outside of a coffee shop, he thought that maybe a soulmate was the last thing he should wish for. So as the numbers got closer to one, he shut his eyes and began to wish for his usual: to outgrow Wenjun one of these days, good health, for one of his presents to be the watch he’s been wanting since he was sixteen and that you stayed in his life for a long time.

As soon as the clock struck midnight, Chengcheng felt a slight tug on his hand. He opened his eyes and saw you clapping across from him, shouting to blow the candles out. He found himself stuck in time.

There. On your right pinky. A shiny, red, strong string. His eyes followed the trail back to his own right hand. He gasped.

“Make a wish!” you told him.

Would it have been selfish of him to wish that this year would pass by a little faster?

-

Chengcheng counted down the days until you turned 18. He wanted so badly to tell you that you were his soulmate but he knew the rules. If you revealed your soulmate to the person before the other turns 18, your thread will break and you two would never end up together. Of course, this wasn’t a problem for most people. Most people would have to wait years to meet their soulmates.

So, for a year, Chengcheng toughed it out. He tried to keep his excitement to a minimum. He tried to conceal his feelings. Even when you went and dated Li Xikan, tangling your string with his in the process. Even when Li Xikan broke your heart. Even when you asked him if soul mates were even real. Chengcheng stayed your best friend and promised that you would find your soulmate soon. When you would fall asleep next to him, he’d play with the thread and smiled at how strong it felt between his finger tips.

“When most people meet their soulmates, their strings are usually frail,” he remembers his friend Xukun telling him. When he had met Ziyi, their line was just hanging by a string. Years of forcing love on other people, being wreckless and nights spent untangling their threads until their fingers bled almost lead to their demise. Luckily, they had found each other before it was too late.

Chengcheng is definitely a lucky boy. He knows that every time he looks at you. He also has the advantage of being older than you and therefore, could take care of the line that held you both together.

When he was younger, Chengcheng developed feelings for you. He was about thirteen when he first told his older sister that he thought you were pretty. His big sister simply smiled and agreed but warned him to keep his feelings at bay. She didn’t want him to lose a best friend in the process of something that wasn’t fated to be. But Chengcheng knew, somewhere deep down inside of him, that you were the one for him.

It’s getting closer to midnight now. Your parents had promised to take you out for breakfast in the morning and were fast asleep. You were well on your ways to bed too when you heard a tap at your window. You got up and peaked out to see Chengcheng throwing pebbles towards the glass.

“What are you doing?” you laugh.

“Come out!” he tells you.

You roll your eyes at him. He’s such a silly boy, you think. You pad down to the front door and smile as you see Chengcheng sitting on the porch with a cupcake. He waves you over as he places the candle on top and carefully lights it.

“What are you doing?” you ask again, taking a seat across from him.

“I wanted to be the first one to wish you a happy birthday,” he explains. “Are you excited?”

“For what?” you cross your arms, leaning closer to look at the cupcake.

“To find out who your soulmate is!” he grins.

You roll your eyes. “Chengcheng, a soulmate is the last thing on my mind. I have to start getting ready for college,” you explain. “I’ve waited eighteen years to find out who my soulmate is. I’m sure I could wait a bit longer.”

“You never know,” he smiles as he holds up the cupcake. He slowly starts to sing to you, his voice quiet and gentle.

You’ve liked Chengcheng since you were twelve. The boy had made some comment about how pretty you were and since then, everything has gone down hill. You think about him a lot. You think about his pretty smile, his full lips and how sweet he is towards you. You guys were best friends though so despite how you felt, you decided to keep your feelings at bay. You didn’t want to lose your best friend over something that wasn’t fated to be.

Chengcheng finishes up the song and smiles, telling you to close your eyes and make a wish.

You sigh and shut your eyes.

You were going to be 18 in seconds. That meant that you would find out who your soulmate was. Maybe you wouldn’t find out for a while but the thought still scared you. To end up with someone who wasn’t Chengcheng scared you. Yeah, you dated around a bit in hopes it would take your mind off of Chengcheng but to no avail. You were so deeply in love with him that you would constantly ask him if soulmates were true in hopes that he would turn and say no. You hoped he would tell you that soulmates didn’t exist, that you wouldn’t find yours in hopes that maybe you could bend the rules and end up together.

Chengcheng counts down from ten. His breath fanning over your face with every word.

I wish that no matter what happens, Chengcheng stays in my life forever, you wish.

And as the clock strikes twelve, you don’t even get the chance to open your eyes. Chengcheng has suddenly planted his lips on yours. You’re shocked. His kiss is filled with desperation and need. One hand finds it’s way to your hip while the other intertwines his fingers with yours. You cup his cheek, a blush prominent on your face.

He kisses you for what seems like forever that when he pulls away, out of breath and bashful, you’re surprised that the sun hasn’t come up yet.

He kisses you a couple of more times, grinning and nipping at your lips.

“Cheng,” you breathe.

“I’ve waited so long for this,” he whispers between kisses. “Do you know how mad you drive me? How hard it’s been not to just pull your stupid face to mine and kiss you all the time? Do you even realize how hard this last year has been?” he scolds you, pressing more kisses to your neck.

You gasp, “Chengcheng.”

He kisses you once more before pulling away and grinning, holding your intertwined hands up.

That’s when you see it. A red string that shines so bright that it radiates onto Chengcheng’s cheeks. It shines and sparkles and explains so much why, no matter how much you’ve tried, you’ve never been able to shake the feelings you felt for Chengcheng.

“You’ve waited for a long time,” he whispers. “Hello, my soulmate.”

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Vampire Play | Lee Jeno

▸ Jeno x reader ▸ Fluff, Angst, Smut, Vampire au ▸ HALLOWEEN SERIES: 127 HOUSE ▸ 2/5 for NEOHALLOWEEN writing festival hosted by @nct-writers

Summary: The division of upperclassmen vampires and the humans at school, is the only thing that’s stopping Lee Jeno from loving you entirely. Like how vampires hide in the shadows, your growing love for each other is needed to be kept hidden because Jeno’s family cannot be involved with a human such as you. The family name should stay pure and untouched.

Word count: 9k

Warnings: Discriminations between vampires and humans, blood, more blood, heavy vampire-human bullying, blood sucking, swearing, mentions of other idols, loss of virginity, unprotected sex, stalking, teenagers breaking the school rules, not a warning but Jaemin is a big character here. Mentions of coffin, period blood jokes, starving students 

A/N: Pure fiction and inspired by some movies of course. Regarding Jaemin, idk tell me if I should make his story. He was the first one to have a human girlfriend so… Inspired by Vampire Academy, Slaughterhouse Rulez. 

Taglist: I hope I didn’t miss anyone, if yes please do message me so I can apologize huhu @ovelha-colorida-v @huangxx @soondaengie @sunshinedhyuck @your-kpop-cafe @bumblebeenct @joyfuleggsfishbanana @floweringtheflowers @neosculptures​

The sound of the school bell welcomes you to your new school as your parents drop you off and watch you reach their dreams. That’s right, theirs. This isn’t what you wanted, but thinking about how your parents worked so hard for you to have a great education is enough push to force yourself to study and like this place. It was their dream for you to go to an exclusive school such as 127 House. A place where the finest kind of vampires go to school, and a place where rich humans like you are given the opportunity to have the same education.

Sounds fun? It does, but the division between humans and vampires is taken seriously in 127 House. Actually, it’s not a division, it’s discrimination. 

Yes, you go to the same school with the vampires but those bloodsuckers are treated royalty. Humans are not allowed to be friends with vampires, talking to vampires is strictly prohibited, fornicating with a vampire is a major offense, and having a relationship with a vampire can get you kicked out of the school. It says in the student handbook that they have all these rules and divisions to protect the royal bloodsuckers and to maintain peace and order inside the school. 

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