#jun tae

[perries-things]

Pairings: Geum Seongje x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: Everyone knows that Seongje bites, and you are smart enough to know better. But around you, he wags his tail. Told myself to finish this today so that i would have less drafts. •°○

Genre: a complicated relationship

Warning: Violence, language and gangsterism

W/C: 738

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You had always been known for your mind. Reserved, unreadable, brilliant. You preferred the quiet—you liked control. The kind of girl with a spine of steel. You had a reputation and it made people respect you from afar. So imagine their surprise when someone like you—would choose to date someone like him.

Geum Seongje.

It didn't make any sense, not even to you.

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You just left the school gates, checking your phone again. You had messaged your boyfriend, Seongje, hours ago. Of course, no reply. Usually, he'd answer within minutes. Sometimes seconds.

- 금성제

R (Where are you?) delivered 2hrsago.

You scowled, shoving your phone back into your pocket. Gosh. You then took the shortcut near Ganghak's back wall, like you always did. The alley was narrow, barely lit by the dying sunlight.

Thud

Rhythmic thuds echo against concrete, a chorus of pained groans and the distant laughter of boys. It sounded like fist meeting flesh. You then turned to the corner and saw him, Geum Seongje, mid swing.

Seongje's voice tore through the air, sharp and unfiltered. "You think you're fucking slick? Huh?" Seongje spat, driving his knee onto the boys stomach. "Bet you can't even piss right after this." His gang stood around, watching in silence. He laughed, now dragging the boy by his shirts neckline—slamming him against the wall.

Your boyfriends red school blazer was unbuttoned, exposing the edges of the inked graphic on his long-sleeved shirt underneath. A nasty grin is painted on his face as he slammed his fist into the boys guts again. "Didn't i say i'd fuck you up?" The poor boy could only groan. "God, you look terrible!" Seongje exclaimed, his eyes wild.

"Seongje." You called, voice firm and sharp.

Seongje glanced over his shoulder. He didn't react. Not at first. But you saw it—how his grin twitched wider. "Tch. You're lucky my girls here." He muttered to the boy, slowly stepping back. "Or i would've left your ass breathing through tubes." With that, the boy limped off— you only stood still as he limped past you, clutching his side. And he hardly dared to glance at you.

You met your boyfriends gaze with a blank expression, arms crossing over your chest. "Lucky bastard. I was about to rip his teeth out." Seongje muttered under his breath. His gang now stood a few paces back, laughing. "Oi. Specs," He called out. One of his members then tossed him his glasses and caught them with ease.

"You done?" You asked, voice laced with irritation. "You really can't go a day without this shit, can you?" He laughed, loud—cocky, and utterly unbothered. You then turned to his 'minions' and jerked your chin. You command, "Go," eyes cold as you looked at them.

Then a voice pipes up with a joke, 'Goodboy, Seongje,' making the others stiffle their laughs.

"What, you guys need a fuckin' map?" You snapped, brows furrowed. Seongje's jaw clenched as he shot them a glare, making them fall silent quickly. "Hey, quit clowning around and listen to the woman." After that, they cleared out. You stepped closer, your arms remaining crossed over your chest.

He only gave you that grin, pulling a cigarette out of his pocket. "Missed me?" You only stared as he lit the cigarette slowly. "You ignoring me?" You asked, voice low. "Shit, my bad. I was going to reply, plus—i was busy beating the fuck outta that bitch." He grinned, dragging the smoke between his teeth.

"C'mon." He playfully says. "You know me, baby. I'm allergic to boredom." You didn't say anything. Only giving him that look—eyebrows raised and eyes flicking briefly to the cigarette like it personally offended you. One he didn't miss. You hated the smell, and he knows that. He noticed.

He paused.

He only held your gaze for a second—then sighed, pulling the cig out with a muttered, "Fuckin' hell, babe." and crushed it between his fingers, flicking it away like trash. You scoffed, walking past him—disgusted. "Whew, that look's a killer," He commented. Then, with that stupid cocky grin, he draped his arm around your shoulders.

"I hate you." You muttered, brushing his arm off. "Oooh," he let out, dragging the sound teasingly. "Fuck, i love it when you get mad." You didn't respond back, just kept walking. Seongje shook his head and chuckled as he trailed after you.

"Hate me all you want, baby. I'm still yours."

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Masterlist + Taglist

[ra1nrei]

they are such a cute duo 🥹💕

[misty-petals]

Revelations: Sieun's sister

Yeon Sieun x Sister! Reader

Importante: Inglês não é minha primeira língua, então, por favor, me perdoe se houver algum erro.

•Esta é minha primeira história, espero que gostem.

Pt.1, Pt.2

Synopsis:An unexpected visit to Eunjang High catches the attention of those who least expected it. Sometimes, a small break from routine is all it takes to spark curiosity.

☀️ Late afternoon at Eunjang High...

The afternoon was muggy, the end of classes was approaching, and the movement in front of Eunjang High School went on as usual: noisy, routine, without any big surprises.

Except for one.

You were standing there, leaning next to the main gate, phone in hand, watching the students come and go. Your eyes, however, kept returning to the exit.

Normally, you weren’t the one coming here. It was Si Eun, your brother, who usually went to your school. But since you had gotten out earlier today, you decided to surprise him. Go to *his* school and wait for him. You were curious to see his reaction.

And you ended up drawing attention.

Across the street, three boys were chatting as they walked. It was Baku who noticed first.

He stopped and nodded with his chin.

— “Are you guys seeing what I’m seeing?”

Jun Tae followed his gaze.

— “There’s a girl standing at the gate.”Go Tak frowned.

— “She’s probably waiting for someone.”

Baku raised an eyebrow, intrigued.

— “First time I see a girl around here. And she doesn’t look lost.”

— “Think she’s waiting for someone from here?” — Jun Tae asked, more surprised than curious.

— “Could be someone’s girlfriend. Or sister.” — Go Tak said thoughtfully.

— “Either way, the guy’s lucky.” — Baku added.

While they commented, Si Eun appeared from the inner courtyard, calmly heading toward the exit. He passed by his friends, as he always did, giving a slight nod. But as soon as he saw you, he slowed his pace.He stopped for a moment. He didn’t look exactly surprised, but...curious. You didn’t show up here for no reason.You raised your hand in a small wave.

— “Si Eun,” — you called, with a serene smile, as if it were something usual.

Ele se aproximou lentamente, examinando discretamente os arredores — alerta, como sempre — antes de parar na sua frente.

— “What happened? Why are you here?”

— “I left class early,” you answered calmly. —“Thought I’d wait for you today.”

Ele olhou para você por um instante, como se tentasse entender sua intenção. Então, naquele tom calmo de sempre:

— “Você não precisava ter vindo.”

— “Nossa... falando assim parece que foi uma coisa ruim eu ter vindo.” — você respondeu com uma risadinha, dando de ombros.

He let out a light sigh and moved to stand beside you.

— “Let’s go.”You started walking together.

Across the street, the three friends were watching the scene, stunned.

— “I’m really seeing this, right?” — Go Tak said, breaking the silence.

— “He knows her,” Jun Tae stated, still visibly surprised.

— “It seems like more than that…” — Baku murmured with a half-smile. — “The way he looked at her…”

Go Tak crossed his arms.

— “Think she’s… his girlfriend?”

Jun Tae’s eyes widened.

— “Si Eun... dating?”

Baku chuckled, shaking his head.

— “Hard to believe, but… who knows.”

— “There’s a first time for everything. Still, Si Eun doesn’t seem like the kind of guy who would date anyone.” — Go Tak added.

☀️ The next day...

It was break time. The four of them were sitting near the court, where the sun hit hard, already announcing the weekend heat.

— “I’m gonna ask.” — Baku said, straight to the point.

Go Tak looked sideways at him.

— “Ask what?”— “About the girl from yesterday.”

He turned to Si Eun.

— “Who was she?”

— “She looked pretty comfortable,” Jun Tae commented. —“Talked to you like it was totally natural.”

Si Eun stared at his phone for a few seconds before answering calmly:

— “Because it is. She’s my sister.”

Silence fell instantly.

Jun Tae blinked, confused.

— “You have a sister?”

— “I do.”

— “What?! You two don’t look anything alike!” — Go Tak exclaimed.

— “She’s still my sister.” — Si Eun replied, in the same calm tone as always.

— “And you never said anything?” — Baku asked, almost offended.

— “There was never a reason.” — he answered simply. —“And no one ever asked.”

Go Tak leaned back on the bench, relaxing.

— “So, not a girlfriend.”There was a brief pause.

— “She seems nice.” — Jun Tae said sincerely.

— “She is.” — Si Eun replied. And for the first time, there was something softer in his tone. Almost unnoticeable, but it was there.

Baku was quiet for a few seconds before asking, with his usual relaxed smile:

— “So... do you think we could get to know her better someday?”

Si Eun looked at him. Not seriously, but attentively.

— “Maybe. But take it easy.”

— “Look, I can’t promise anything.” — Baku replied, in a playful tone.

Si Eun kept looking at him, just as he always did.

Go Tak smiled to the side, shaking his head.

— “Always his way…”

Baku laughed and ruffled Si Eun’s hair.

— “I told you not to mess with my hair.” — he said, staring at Baku.

— “Alright, alright.” — Baku replied, raising his hands in surrender.

📍 Meanwhile, somewhere else...

— "Huh? Why is my ear getting hot?" — you asked, looking in the mirror and seeing that it was not only hot, but also red, as if someone had hit it.

Note: If you've made it this far, thank you very much for reading, I hope you enjoyed it and I apologize again for any mistakes.

[countyourfreckleslikestars]

“Bigger then you’ll ever be”

Jun-Tae x fem!reader

Warnings: bullying, sexual harassment (non-con, groping attempts, gross comments) , violence, protective!reader / unhinged!reader, swearing, obviously, implied smut at the end (implied oral, praise kink, soft dom vibes, Jun-Tae’s a flustered mess) no proofread

You and your boyfriend had only been dating for a few months, but people already knew one thing about you: you didn’t play when it came to him.

It wasn’t a secret that you got expelled from your last school. After all, you had put a girl in the hospital. Rumor had it she said something slick about your best friend, and the next thing she remembered was waking up with a neck brace and a dislocated jaw.

So yeah — protective was an understatement.

The only school that would still take you was the one your boyfriend, Jun-Tae, attended. At first, it seemed like a blessing. But that changed fast.

Because what you didn’t know — what he hadn’t told you — was that Jun-Tae had been the favorite punching bag of the “popular kids” for months. And it wasn’t just teasing. It was humiliating, degrading, cruel.

And he had the nerve to make you promise: “Don’t get involved. Don’t get hurt.”

You had agreed, reluctantly.

But today? That promise died.

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You were walking up the stairs, dragging your feet a little, your bag hanging off one shoulder, when you heard it.

Laughter.

Not the fun kind — the ugly kind. The kind soaked in superiority and venom.

You slowed. Peered up.

Jun-Tae was sitting near the top of the staircase. His uniform was rumpled. One side of his collar had been yanked loose. His face burned with shame, not heat. Around him were a cluster of boys — them. Hyo-Man front and center, laughing like he was God’s gift to bullies.

“Wait, wait, wait — precious Jun-Tae has a girlfriend?”

Laugh. Cackle. Sneer.

“Since when does the puppy bark loud enough to pull?”

“I never expected it,” Hyo-Man chimed in. “Our little Jun-Tae’s packing, huh?”

Jun-Tae looked down. You saw him try to play along. His lips parted. A weak:

“…No. Not really.”

They howled. One of them smacked his back, another leaned in, practically salivating.

“Lemme see your hotdog then!”

You didn’t register it at first. Not until one reached toward him and Jun-Tae flinched.

“Yo, he’s getting hard!”

“Please stop,” Jun-Tae mumbled. “Please—”

That’s when the switch flipped. Your breath vanished, but your rage lit like kerosene. You dropped your bag on the stair behind you.

Clatter.

They turned, surprised.

“Who’s this?”

“Damn, he wasn’t lying. She’s fine.”

You didn’t answer. You were already looking past them — straight at Jun-Tae.

His eyes met yours. Wide. Pleading. Please don’t.

“Let him go.”

Your voice was cold steel.

Hyo-Man raised an eyebrow.

“Ohhh. This is the girlfriend?”

He ruffled Jun-Tae’s hair.

“Now you can settle a little debate.”

Another boy grinned.

“Does he really have a big dic—?”

CRACK.

Your fist met his jaw with a snap that echoed. His head whipped sideways.

“YOU BITCH!” He shouted. Another lunged — you sidestepped, grabbed his arm, and slammed him into another, both tumbling down the stairs.

But Hyo-Man had already grabbed your hair. He yanked. You stumbled. Pain bit your scalp as he dragged you down.

“So this is your watchdog, Jun-Tae? Cute. To bad I’m gonna beat you bloody after I’m done with her.”

He slapped you across the face, hard enough that your vision stuttered.

But before he could swing again—

THWACK.

A textbook — heavy, hardcover, thick with science and rage — smashed into Hyo-Man’s skull. He crumpled like paper.

You blinked.

Jun-Tae stood over you, wide-eyed and shaking, holding the book for a second too long before dropping it.

“Sh-shit, you’re bleeding.”

You reached up to touch your lip, wincing.

“I’m fine,” you muttered. “He’s not.”

Jun-Tae helped you up, hands trembling. You turned toward the wreckage. The boys groaned on the floor — Hyo-Man especially, his head bleeding, eyes dazed.

You walked over and knelt beside him.

“Oh — and for the record?”

You leaned in, voice low and dangerous.

“He has a way bigger dick than you ever will.”

Jun-Tae flushed from head to toe as you took his hand and walked away, brushing past a circle of stunned bystanders.

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Back at his place, things were quiet.

He was fussing — trying to clean your lip, his hands still trembling. You finally caught his wrist and set the ice pack down.

“I’m okay, Tae.”

“But you— you got hurt. Because of me.”

“For you,” you corrected gently.

You leaned in and kissed him — slow, deliberate. He tasted like guilt and peppermint gum. When you pulled back, his cheeks were red.

“Let me take care of you,” you whispered.

That’s when the shift happened. You pushed him back gently until he sat on the edge of the bed. You climbed onto his lap, straddling him.

His breath caught.

“Are you sure?” he asked, voice shaking.

“Always.”

You kissed him again, deeper this time. Your hands found the hem of his shirt, lifting it over his head slowly. His skin was warm, flushed, trembling slightly under your touch.

You took your time.

Every touch was a reassurance. Every kiss said: You are wanted. You are safe. You are mine.

And when you slid down and kissed lower — when you finally undid his belt and looked up at him with a smirk?

“Told them you were packing. Time to prove me right, baby.”

The way he moaned your name?

Worth the fight.

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A/n: heyyy sry for ghosting yall this weekend I was tired (like always) and I wrote this while half asleep so it isn’t good but I thought why not write smt for weak hero bc I love the mf show

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[honey-bee-asylum]

This was a movie poster assignment I made for school

[jazzyjj]

Potentially unpopular opinion but I think this discussion came from a panel of the season 1 and 2 cast and director of the show where they discuss the differences in the motivations for Baku and Suho's actions. Baku does everything he does to protect everyone while Suhu does everything he does for Si Eun. And they as well as many in the fandome were saying that the latter is more moving and sweet but personally I disagree.

To be clear I love both these boys but imo doing whatever it takes for the happiness of someone really close to you is expected. Because viewers are so attached to these characters and they were here first it's ofc gonna be seen as the more endearing. Like I get it, however, there's something about completely, selflessly putting your ass on the line for everyone in your life, Gotak, his dad (who sucks) , Si Eun and Jun Tae (who he'd known for like what a month, maybe two), and literally the entire school. Mind you this isn't all good people he's protecting. He's doing it for the bullied, the bullies, the bystanders he's never even spoken to. He did everything he could to keep them out of the Union, protected them when the Union messed with them for it, and when he was forced into it, he didn't move like Seong je and the other leaders, making boys in their school participate in it. He alone would do Baek Jin's bidding and hide behind a smile to his friends and everyone at school that he was fine. That mf was constantly running, fighting, and taking literal crowbars to the temple, just to protect his friends.

Idk dude it's just something about being so unabashedly good, that I find endearing. Again both boys are great but I just think looking beyond the Suho x SiEun of it all that Baku deserves his flowers especially.

[iloveanime-28]

Jun-tae Headcannons:

First off- he’s such a sweetheart and a gentleman-

He’d help you with homework whenever he sees you struggling or you ask him for help.

Would also help you on (if you’re a foreigner) learning how to talk and read more Korean words and letters.

Would hold onto your hand for comfort but also likes how your hand fits into his :)

He’d share his food with you when he notices you haven’t eaten and when you do he’d also feed you a bit as well (that one episode where he fed Si-eun)

Green flag energy 💚

Will help you carry your backpack whenever if it’s too heavy or for some other reason.

He’d be the type to lend you his sweater whenever you feel cold while going out with him, or if you’re a bit shy he’d notice and still give it to you.

Even though he doesn’t fight much and is bad at it too- he’d still protect you no matter what.

I feel like he’s into PDA but not as much like he’d hold your hand, hug you, maybe even kiss you on the cheek and lips, but nothing too extreme.

Would Introduce you to Si-eun, Go hyun-Tak, and Park hu-min.

He’d give you your favorite flowers at random days just to see you smile.

Would cover you up whenever it’s raining so you won’t get sick, whenever you and him take a walk together either at a convenience store or somewhere else.

He’d always have a small emergency kit in his backpack so whenever he sees a scratch (even if it’s little) on you he’d help you with it.

Would compliment you almost all the timeee it’s so cute and would blush when he says it cus you’re just pretty in his eyes.

Study datesss 📚

Would blush when you take off his glasses and clean them for him

And he’d comfort you in his best way cus he doesn’t like it when you’re sad.

~Anddd that’s it I hope it looks good, I just felt like writing this cus I don’t see enough of him! 😭~

[ning-ningx300]

THE WEAK HERO'S ENDING HAS ME IN TEARS

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