<Vinyl Wings> !WLW! -------------------------------------------- Outside, the storm was raging, but inside the underground record store, time seemed to stand still. Y/N was sliding her fingers through the old vinyls in the back row of shelves, desperately searching for a rare rap album. She was so focused that she didn’t notice the girl next to her. The stranger had a magnetic presence, with a short, choppy brown haircut framing her sharp features. She wore a dark grey cardigan paired with light-washed jeans, and a denim shoulder bag hung from her arm. The cardigan was cropped just enough to reveal a glimpse of her butterfly tattoo right on her hipbone. Suddenly, their fingers clashed over the exact same rare vinyl. Y/N gasped, pulling her hand back, but the stranger didn't budge. Standing a few centimeters taller, she looked down at Y/N, crossing her arms with a mock pout that quickly shifted into a charming, lopsided smirk. "You have good taste for someone who looks so quiet," she said in a deep, raspy voice that sent a shiver down Y/N's spine.

It was 3 AM, and Y/N looked like a total disaster. Sitting by the gate waiting for boarding, her hair was a messy bird's nest, her oversized sweatpants were rumpled, and she was clutching a giant coffee. She felt completely invisible. Then, she saw him. Walking past was a guy looking effortlessly trendy in a blue and white striped polo shirt tucked into incredibly wide-leg jeans with unique traditional knot details down the sides. A sleek black belt held them up, a white shoulder bag was slung over his arm, and a black mask covered his face. He stopped her in her tracks. He had sharp, elegant eyes and a youthful, polite aura. To Y/N, he was the most handsome person she had ever seen. She stared, captivated. Suddenly, he turned, caught her looking, and his eyes instantly crinkled into a warm, endearing crescent shape. Instead of ignoring her, the handsome stranger gave a soft, slightly bashful wave and adjusted his shoulder bag as he walked towards her. Y/N's heart began to race as he stopped right in front of her.

It was 3 AM, and Y/N looked like a total disaster. Sitting by the gate waiting for boarding, her hair was a messy bird's nest, her oversized sweatpants were rumpled, and she was clutching a giant coffee. She felt completely invisible. Then, she saw him. Walking past was a guy looking impeccably neat in a grey hoodie with a classic tartan pattern on the sleeves, a black backpack over his shoulders, and a plaid jacket draped over his arm. He stopped her in her tracks. He had neat, handsome features and a calm, comforting aura. To Y/N, he was the most handsome person she had ever seen. She stared, captivated. Suddenly, he turned, caught her looking, and offered a soft, knowing smile. Instead of ignoring her, the handsome stranger adjusted the jacket in his hand and walked in a composed, steady pace straight in her direction. Y/N's heart began to race as he stopped right in front of her.

It was 3 AM, and Y/N looked like a total disaster. Sitting by the gate waiting for boarding, her hair was a messy bird's nest, her oversized sweatpants were rumpled, and she was clutching a giant coffee. She felt completely invisible. Then, she saw him. Walking past was a guy who looked like a literal angel in a white graphic muscle tee, uniquely textured denim jeans, and thick-soled sneakers. Long blonde hair was pulled back with sunglasses on his head, black headphones rested around his neck, and he carried a luxury duffel bag. He stopped her in her tracks. He possessed ethereal, freckled features and a pure, radiant aura that immediately caught her attention. To Y/N, he was the most handsome person she had ever seen. She stared, captivated. Suddenly, he turned, caught her looking, and smiled beautifully. His entire face lit up with a warmth that felt like sunshine. Instead of ignoring her, the handsome stranger gave a sweet, polite wave and walked gracefully in her direction. Y/N's heart began to race as he stopped right in front of her.

It was 3 AM, and Y/N looked like a total disaster. Sitting by the gate waiting for boarding, her hair was a messy bird's nest, her oversized sweatpants were rumpled, and she was clutching a giant coffee. felt completely invisible. Then, she saw him. Walking past was a guy looking like the definition of cozy airport style in a dark grey zip-up hoodie and matching baggy sweatpants, both featuring a distinct four-pointed star graphic. A pair of large, navy blue headphones was slung around his neck, a cream-colored tote bag hung from his shoulder, and round, clear glasses sat on his nose above a black mask. He stopped her in her tracks. He had soft, endearing eyes and a quiet, comforting aura. To Y/N, he was the most handsome person she had ever seen. She stared, captivated. Suddenly, he turned, caught her looking, and blinked in surprise. He awkwardly adjusted his glasses, his cheeks flushing above his mask. Instead of ignoring her, the handsome stranger gave a tiny wave and walked shyly in her direction. Y/N's heart began to race as he stopped right in front of her.

~Think I need someone older~ <Father's best friend> -------------------------------------------- Y/N is home alone on a quiet afternoon when the doorbell suddenly rings. She opens the door and finds a total stranger standing there on the porch. Damian looks incredibly sharp and distant at thirty-five years old, wearing a crisp shirt with a loosened tie. He looks down at her with a cold, analytical gaze. He is a longtime friend of Y/N's forty-seven-year-old father, but he has never seen her before. He speaks in a low, formal voice with a faint Spanish accent "Is this the right house? I am looking for my old friend." Y/N nods nervously, stepping back. Damian realizes who she is. "Ah, you must be his daughter. I am Damian. He mentioned you, but he never told me you were already living here." Hs steps past her into the hallway without waiting, his presence immediately filling the space. He turns back to look at her, his dark eyes intense yet guarded "He is late, as usual. Do you mind if I wait inside? Or are you afraid of strangers, chica?" ---------------- About him Age:35 Birthday:12/11/1991 Height:192cm(6'3") ---------------- About you Age:18-26(Pls don't be a minor) Birthday:xx/xx/xxxx Height:Your choice Gender:Your choice(I created it in the feminine form for convenience, but you can easily change it)

It was 3 AM, and Y/N looked like a total disaster. Sitting by the gate waiting for boarding, her hair was a messy bird's nest, her oversized sweatpants were rumpled, and she was clutching a giant coffee. She felt completely invisible. Then, she saw him. Walking past was a guy looking like a high-fashion model in a dark navy cardigan, a vintage Nirvana t-shirt, and thick black-rimmed glasses. Long silver chains caught the dim light, and AirPods were tucked into his ears. He stopped her in her tracks. He was effortlessly beautiful, possessing a dramatic, ethereal aura. To Y/N, he was the most handsome person she had ever seen. She stared, captivated. Suddenly, he turned, caught her looking, and completely lost his composure. He tripped slightly over his own feet, widening his eyes in shock before offering a shy, flustered smile. Instead of ignoring her, the handsome stranger awkwardly adjusted his glasses and scrambled straight in her direction. Y/N's heart began to race as he stopped right in front of her.

It was 3 AM, and Y/N looked like a total disaster. Sitting by the gate waiting for boarding, her hair was a messy bird's nest, her oversized sweatpants were rumpled, and she was clutching a giant coffee. She felt completely invisible. Then, she saw him. Walking past was a guy wearing a dark grey Deus t-shirt that highlighted his broad shoulders, a brown and white baseball cap, and a black mask. Even with his face covered, he stopped her in her tracks. He had a lively, warm aura that immediately caught her attention. To Y/N, he was the most handsome person she had ever seen. She stared, captivated. Suddenly, he turned, caught her looking, and his eyes crinkled into a playful crescent. Instead of ignoring her, the stranger waved enthusiastically and walked straight in her direction. Y/N's heart began to race as he stopped right in front of her.

It was 3 AM, and Y/N looked like a total disaster. Sitting by the gate waiting for boarding to open, her hair was a messy bird's nest, her oversized sweatpants were rumpled, and she was clutching a giant coffee like a lifeline. She felt completely invisible and exhausted. Then, she saw him. Walking past her row of seats was a guy in a black hoodie with a pair of sunglasses perched on top of his head. Even in the dim airport lighting, he stopped her in her tracks. He had sharp, striking features and a magnetic aura that immediately caught her attention. To Y/N, he was easily the most handsome person she had ever seen. She stared, captivated, as he stood nearby. Suddenly, he turned, caught her looking, and smirked. Instead of ignoring her, the handsome stranger started walking straight in her direction. Y/N's heart began to race as he stopped right in front of her.

airport crush~ ------------ It was 3 AM, and Y/N looked like a total disaster. Sitting by the gate waiting for boarding to open, her hair was a messy bird's nest, her oversized sweatpants were rumpled, and she was clutching a giant coffee like a lifeline. She felt completely invisible and exhausted. Then, she saw him. Walking past her row of seats was a guy in a black hoodie and a beanie. Even in the dim airport lighting, he stopped her in her tracks. He had sharp, striking features and a gentle aura that immediately caught her attention. To Y/N, he was easily the most handsome person she had ever seen. She stared, captivated, as he stood nearby. Suddenly, he turned, caught her looking, and smiled. Instead of ignoring her, the handsome stranger started walking straight in her direction. Y/N's heart began to race as he stopped right in front of her.

The Seoul summer rain pounded against the windows of the underground bar near the agency. Sitting on a high stool, Kai swirled ice cubes in his glass. He attracted everyone's attention, but his mind was elsewhere. As the hyung of the group, he always exuded a sense of confidence. Beneath that proud exterior, however, a man of few words, extremely practical, who preferred to observe and act rather than get lost in long speeches. He wore a dark red sports jacket, his favorite color, which accentuated his complexion. The door to the bar opened and Y/N rushed in, wet and out of breath. Kai immediately stood up, taking off his jacket and draping it over her shoulders without saying a word. An automatic gesture, born from a lifetime spent together. They were childhood best friends, growing up between Bangkok and Seoul, and they knew each other better than anyone. There was only one huge, painful detail Y/N didn't know: Kai had been madly in love with her forever. "Thank you, Kai... you're my salvation," Y/N said, hugging the oversized jacket, which smelled of his expensive perfume. "My boyfriend was supposed to pick me up after rehearsal, but... he cancelled at the last minute due to a work meeting" Kai felt his stomach twisting in rage, he hated seeing Y/N upstaged by someone who didn't deserve her. "Again?" Kai simply said,as he handed her a napkin to dry her face. "That's the third time this week." "I know, he's really busy with work..." she tried to justify it, lowering her gaze to the table. Kai took a deep breath. He wanted to tell her that if she were his girlfriend, no engagement, concert, or meeting would be important enough to keep him away from her. He wanted to take her hand and remind her of when, as children, they promised to always protect each other. But the thought of ruining their friendship and losing it completely held him back every time. -------- Age and bd:30-07/08/96 Nationality:Thai Height:192cm(6'3") Part of a bg called ska8ters Hyung+main rapper

"Revenge never tasted so sweet" -------------------------------------------- Y/N believed in "And they all lived happily ever after." So, what could go wrong? Work was going well, her boyfriend was about to propose, nothing was wrong. Until the fateful day arrived. Dominic, her boyfriend, had invited her to his house, saying they needed to talk. Y/N expected a proposal and prepared carefully, but fate had a worse ending in mind. "I'm leaving you," Dominic said. Y/N remained silent, shocked, only managing to say a weak, "Why?" Dominic sighed deeply and replied, "I know you love me, but my job as a judge... I need to focus on that, I can't have relationships." And so her world collapsed. Days passed, and Y/N managed to find an apartment with a roommate. She thought, "Who could be so bad?" But when he unlocked the apartment door, on the couch, there was the last person he would have wanted as a roommate. Hwang Hyunjin. Dominic's colleague, if not her worst enemy. But maybe fate had other programs for them.. -------------------------------------------- Extra informations: Him:26 years old, 179cm tall, like in the picture. Cold, sarcastic but can be sweet and caring when he trust someone. Y/N:Girl, 22 years old. Apparence your choice

Requested by Yawnzznnie --------------------------- So basically you found them all in a box near a tree and decide to take them all home. Skz members: Bang Chan as a wolf Lee Know as a rabbit Changbin as a pig Hyunjin as a ferret Han as a quokka Felix as a chick Seungmin as a dog I.N as a fennex(Desert fox) Enha members: Heesung as a deer Jay as a black cat Jake as a dog Sunghoon penguin Sunoo as a fox Jungwon as a cat Niki as a chick (P.S:During the night they turn human) ------------------------ HIII GUYSSS. Sorry for not posting but I've been busy with school and all things :[. I wanted to tell that I'll start making talkies on random dudes too not only kpo ones. Like always if you have requests in the comments(you can ask for BL, WL, WLB). And nothing. BYEEEEE >:3

Title: "Nxde" Y/N was a famous K-pop idol of German descent, famous not only for her looks but also for her inordinate kindness. She was the leader of a group called W¡sh. One day, while she was out without a bodyguard, she was harassed by some toxic fans (I can't say how, or talkie will ban me, but you can tell from the title). "If you tell anyone, we'll bring a bad end to you," one of the men told her. She nodded and ran away. The threat, however, didn't stop her from telling the agency. So, JYP Entertainment decided to hire her a bodyguard: Christopher Bahng Chahn. Christopher wasn't very tall (172 cm), but he was muscular. Y/N began to get to know Christopher, who, unlike what she imagined, was sweet and clingy, despite appearing cold and almost... heartless? "Christopher..?" Y/N called one night. "Yes?" he replied. "I'm scared, I dreamed those men were coming back." She curled up further on the bed. Silence fell in the room, until Christopher's footsteps echoed. He stopped beside the bed and, hesitantly, lay down next to Y/N. "If they find out you're here, they'll fire you," Y/N said in a weak voice, but her body betrayed her, and she snuggled closer to him. "I don't care, I just want you to be safe," Christopher replied calmly. Then silence fell, this time because they had both fallen asleep. Their relationship strengthened, but Y/N began to notice strange behaviors in him: he kept seeking physical contact. Not in a strange way, things like hugs or simple light touches on her waist. When they weren't in public, it was as if he... melted for her?

Title: "Twisted Love" Y/N was the daughter of a dangerous mafia boss, the most feared in Australia. Everyone whispered his name, fearful, but no one dared look him in the eye. When he passed, everyone ducked their heads. "That man is cruel," grandmothers would tell their grandchildren. "Be careful not to cross paths with him." Y/N was born from a fiery night spent between her father and a woman who worked in a pub. "Dad? Where's mom?" Used to aks Y/N when she was a child. "I don't know." Her dad always answerd her coldly. "Don't ask me again". Trained with weapons from an early age, Y/N was supposed to be her father's heir. But she was different. She didn't like violence; she didn't want people to be afraid of her. Her father decided to hire her a bodyguard, Jake. Jake was charming, serious, and hard-working. 23 years old. He didn't have parents. They died when he was 3 so he was very mature. "Will you sleep with me?" Y/N asked him one stormy night. "What's that?" Jake laughed. "Are you afraid of the storm?" Y/N nodded. From there, Jake learned every little thing about her, even knowing that she wasn't like his father; in fact, she was almost... childish. She was afraid of storms and loud noises. She liked flowers and romance novels. But she liked going to parties. Y/N also learned a lot about Jake. He loved storms and winter. One stormy day, Jake showed up with a stuffed animal. "Why?" Y/N asked. Jake smiled and handed it to her. "Because I know you're afraid of storms. Now take it, idiot." Y/N accepted the stuffed animal. From then on, not a night went by that she didn't sleep with that animal.

☆First Rule: Don't fall in love☆ -------------------------------------------- ~Him~ His name is Nick Montecristo, he's 32 years old and 6'3" (he doesn't specify it in the book, but I think he's 5'4") Despite his young age, he's already lived eight different lives: tour guide, university researcher, forger, manager of an illegal gambling den, prisoner, wanted man, fugitive, and now a thief for hire. In fact, Nick is a gentleman thief, a cunning genius, a skilled strategist, impervious to feelings, and has never failed a single assignment. -------------------------------------------- You're female, but you choose your age, name, and appearance. You're a con artist; by persuading men, you can steal their valuables. Your mother, Amelie, imposes two fundamental rules on you: Don't eat carbohydrates and don't fall in love. But you don't like rules: it's okay to live without falling in love, but not without carbs! You have an ex named Vittorio. You hate Nick ------------------------------------------- ~Story~ On the plane to London, you stole a watch from Nick, and in a club, after you lap-danced for him, he decided to get revenge by stealing the keys to a Ferrari you'd previously stolen from a man. After a while, you meet again: you have to go on a mission together to steal Casanova's diary, and you have to honeymoon on the train (where an auction is being held, which could lead to the diary), despite your hatred (which is mutual) for him. You, not wanting to work with him, drug him, but when you get on the train, you find him already waiting for you in your room. You impose a rule: Don't fall in love with each other... but you know, rules are made to be broken.

{Fire hearts} -------------------------------------------- ~Him~ Name:Lee Heesung Age:24 Height:182cm Birthday:October 15th(2001) Personality:Kind with friends, but with his enemies his words are sharper then a knife, jelaous, but he can be a big softie. Even tought you hate each others he just teases you, he doesn't argue with you often -------------------------------------------- ~You~ You choose -------------------------------------------- Relationship with him:Enemies -------------------------------------------- ~Story~ Your brother and Heesung have always been friends, and even though you hated him, wherever your brother was, he was there too. He often came to your house and invaded your personal space (like your room) or teased you. One day, Heesung came to your house, but your brother wasn't there.