#loona au

[loonagarten-au]

1/3 art by @gaslighting69 🩵

[dawkinscoffee]

kpop au’s are so funny wdym ur bias is felix huxley

@kindergartentheworld

[panda-writes-kpop]

we're never getting back together (like ever?) ~ kim lip

a/n: apologies for the bad pun, but I had to. 😌 this fic is in celebration of the birthday of my favorite (fucking) boomer @kingmaker-a - thank you for being such a great friend (and for the photocards and album). 💕 sorry for the excessive boomer jokes, but it must be done 🫡 also we've got another entry in the paladin! roommates au with more lore about the Paladins (and some bullshit I made up).

tw: paladin! reader kinda reads like an OC but hopefully you can ignore it, reader and lippie get wasted, one too many boomer jokes, alcohol, parties, hangovers, katie and mala being professional little shits ™️

summary: Your roommates are little shits, but you have to thank them for (indirectly) getting you and your ex back together. Perhaps this is a funny story that you can tell at your wedding, given that you and Kim Lip are sober enough to remember the day.

♡ Masterlist ♡

Laughter was a common noise in the Paladins' apartment. You all poked fun at each other from time to time (it was mostly Katie and Mala calling the rest of you boomers).

What concerns you this time, as you nurse your nasty hangover, is the two people laughing from a room away.

Katie's bubbly laughter rings out through the hallways and into the kitchen. Her laughter was usually accompanied an accusing finger from stealing her baked goods (Mala was the one who did the crime, but you did the time with an hour long lecture about personal property) or a brutal roast about your age.

Your joints may be getting old, but your ears are doing just fine since you pick up on the second person who's laughing.

It's Mala.

Mala and Katie were little shits on their own. Together, they could set fire to an entire neighborhood or wreck havoc to your social life.

As you nurse your hangover cure of choice, you're hoping that they're laughing over their choice of lighter fluid.

"What a boomer!" Katie says before dissolving into another fit of giggles.

Fuck.

You trudge into the living room, looking like shit from the night before. Whatever the youngest Paladins are up to, it's certainly no good.

"What are you two doing?" You mumble as Katie puts her phone away and blinks innocently at you.

Wolf in sheep's clothing, I swear.

"Nothing! Mala was just showing me some photos from last night."

With a smirk, Mala presents you with their phone.

This can't be good.

The first photo you see is a picture of Katie with her arms wrapped around Dami. She's laughing as Dami's trying to pull her in for a kiss.

Cute.

Scrolling to the left, you see a more formal picture of Mala standing next to Tzuyu. They're holding hands while not making eye contact with one another. You wonder how long they'll dance around their feelings for each other before one of them confesses.

You swipe again and again, seeing various photos of your friends and their friends. In one photo, Sparrow's knocked out on the ground, curled up in between Kazuha and Yunjin. In another, Neon and Siyeon cheers each other with wide smiles on their faces. There's even a group photo of the five of you that will definitely be a wallpaper on your phone or laptop.

You swipe again.

Then you see it.

A picture of you, drunk beyond recognition, holding a beer in one of your hands. There's nothing wrong with this photo, except you're not the only one in it.

Your other arm is wrapped around Kim Lip, who is wearing a stunning white dress. If your friends didn't know any better, they would assume that the two of you were drunken newlyweds.

The problem is, she's not your wife. She's not your girlfriend. You haven't been seen together in months since she's your ex.

Maybe you two had only dated for a few months, but you really liked her. She was a goofy loser, just like you. Your heart aches as you stare at the picture, wondering what could've been.

"Do you think he's seen it?" Katie shout-whispers as Mala sighs.

"Do you think he makes that face normally?"

"Did this get posted?" You softly ask as Mala and Katie immediately shut up. "Did. This. Get. Posted?"

"We didn't post it." Katie bites her lip before looking at you. "You did."

You toss Mala their phone before scrambling to grab yours from your pocket. When you unlock your phone and open Instagram, you notice your post right at the top with you and Kim Lip in the photo.

And it has 3,000 likes. Great.

"Ah, Jinsoul texted me last night and..." Katie trails off before playing with her hair.

"What did she say?"

"Check your messages."

You click on the message bubble in the top right corner as the menu changes in front of you. Once your messages load, you notice that Kim Lip's name is right at the top.

You click on the message without hesitating.

I saw your post.

Do you have time to meet?

I want to talk things through.

~

You shouldn't be here.

It's 11:35 a.m. - she's five minutes late.

Your friends aren't late as the two youngest Paladins are dressed in the worst disguises you've ever seen - fake mustaches and all.

A few tables away, Mala holds up their phone with scrolling text that reads: you've got this! just keep your calm and relax.

Katie then holds up their phone, and her scrolling message is: don't screw this up you fucking boomer.

There's something to be said about the duality of man between your two friends, but you can't say anything to them as Kim Lip enters the coffee shop.

You wonder if she knows that this is the same coffee shop you had your first date in.

And you're sitting in the same booth where she told you that she didn't have feelings for you anymore.

You still weren't over her, months later.

She's just as beautiful as the day you last saw her.

Katie's right - You're such a fucking simp.

"Hey." She gently tucks a small bit of hair behind her ear before setting her bag on the table. "Mind if I sit?"

"Not at all."

Kim Lip slides into the booth beside you as you fiddles with the coffee up in front of you.

"Want anything to drink?" You offer before pulling your wallet from your pocket.

"No, I'm alright," She smiles for a moment before asking, "how are you feeling after last night?"

Terrible, I'm dealing with a headache in my brain and two headaches twenty feet away from me.

"A bit rough, but it's nothing that a little hangover cure can't fix." You take a sip of your drink before continuing. "But I'm sure that you didn't come here to just ask how I was feeling."

"Right," She shakes her head for a moment, "listen, I'm sorry about everything I said last night. It was completely unfair of me to dump all of my feelings onto you when you didn't ask for it."

You do your best to hide a surprised reaction, choosing to cough and cover your face with your hand instead.

What did she say? How drunk was I last night?

"You have no idea what I'm talking about, do you?" Her eyebrow raises as you sheepishly nod. "Well, shit."

Kim Lip grabs her bag and pulls out her phone. She grabs her phone and quickly navigates to her gallery as you try to recall anything that happened last night.

I remember getting there, talking to a few friends, playing a bit of Truth or Drink... that's about it.

With a soft blush, she hands you her phone. You play the video, hoping that you didn't make an absolute fool of yourself.

You hear Jinsoul, the cameraman, laugh as she approaches the two of you. With tears streaming down her face, Kim Lip shakes your barely conscious form.

"I love you!" She screams into your face. "I miss you so much! I was such an idiot for dumping you. Please, please, please take me back!"

You don't even blink at her confession - how fucked up were you? - as she continuous to blubber in your ear.

The video ends with Jinsoul laughing again - you understand why her and Katie are friends after that debacle.

"So?" Her eyes meet yours as you hand her the phone back.

"Did you mean any of that?" You honestly ask as she pauses.

"I- I did." She bows her head as you take a pause of your own to process what she's said.

"I missed you." You hate how desperate you sound, but it's the truth.

You'd do anything for a second chance, and by the way her eyes lit up at your words, you think she feels the same way.

"I'd like that drink now, if you don't mind." She smiles as you sigh.

"Once I get rid of those two, sure," You vaguely gesture towards Katie and Mala, "I don't need them interfering in my boomer romance."

"They still call you a boomer?"

"They haven't stopped."

She laughs as a lovesick grin appears on your face.

"I don't mind them, really," You say, "They're just-"

"-annoying? overprotective? hilarious?" Kim Lip takes a few guesses as your eyes widen.

"-betting on us?" You say, astonished, as you witness Mala hand Katie a handful of money. "Those little hustlers!"

You go to stand up, but Kim Lip grabs your arm and pulls you back down.

"Careful, boomer, you might pull a muscle." She teases before winking at the two little shits who are laughing in the corner.

"That sounds like a you problem, since you'll be the one taking me home." You smile as she laughs.

"As long as we go home together, I don't mind what happens next." Kim Lip says, and you find yourself agreeing.

Perhaps there's still room for love in a boomer's old, tired heart.

[yizhou-time]

[ 14.24 ] art-student!heejin — angst

warning/s: fem!reader (also a student), mention of a pen knife and a small scar from it (dropping it in class), heejin is implied to be taller than reader, reader is said to have hair that reaches at least their chin, sad lesbians, this actually feels quite intimate wait, internalised homophobia(?)

the light in the bathroom flickered, still broken from jinsoul and sooyoung’s fight months ago, the bulb was due a change but you could still see her face perfectly.

heejin stared at each paint mark as she carefully wiped your face with tissue she had taken from the stall behind her, being much more careful than she was with her own face just moments ago. one of her hands held your cheek, under your hair, while the other went back and forth on your other cheek.

she drops the now red tissue into the sink, keeping her grip on your face, as she picked up a new piece and put it under the tap briefly. she leaned in closer this time, her eyes soft and full of an emotion you can’t quite understand.

“i’m sorry about yerim.” she begins to wipe just above your eyebrow as she speaks but you aren’t listening.

her thumb begins to stroke a small spot and you realise how warm her touch is. it’s not from sweat or how long she’s been holding you but from how it makes you feel inside. butterflies are everywhere and you feel fuzzy. she makes you feel fuzzy and warm and cozy and at home like she always has only this time it sends your heart to your stomach as you realise what it means.

heejin stands up fully to blow the small wet patch on your head dry. she teeters back and forth for a moment, hesitating while thinking about her next move. she can feel how intimate the atmosphere has become and she’s seen your eyes trained on her as she cleaned up, although she notes that it wasn’t a shy stare or a cautious one.

slowly she puts her other hand on your cheek, you don’t seem to mind that it’s not dry and heejin sees you slowly melt into her hold. both of you stare at each other and she steps as close as she can, all while watching you for any movement but nothing comes. you’re chest to chest and she leans down to become face to face with you.

there are mere centimetres between the pair of you. you can feel her soft breath on your lips as hers slightly part.

you’re almost 100% sure she can hear your heart beating, you know she can feel it, but it doesn’t matter because if you listen close enough you can hear hers too.

slowly you lift a hand to rest on her wrist and your thumb copies her movements from minutes ago. your eyes wander from her face to her collarbone and you notice a small mole you’ve never seen before, then you look at her empty wrist and notice a small scar you’re sure she got from a pen knife in class.

then you look back at heejin’s face. her eyes are glazed over as she observes you. her cheeks are a light shade of red, and not from your thumb. her lips were still parted as she looked for the right words to say.

after a moment she speaks. “don’t look at me like that.” it comes out as a whisper you can barely hear, the closeness making so you can just catch it. there’s a small break in the sentence and you watch a tear fall from her face however you do nothing to stop it.

“i wish you were a boy.” is all you can reply.

[everplay]

Let Me In (After Operating Hours Ver.)

In which Haseul is a janitor with a night shift, and Kim Lip is a sculpture that springs to life every night. Despite being at the same place at the same time, they wonder why they never seem to meet.

5.8k words; completed one shot

Mutual attraction, light angst, fluff

Magical realism

Read now on AO3!

[triple-7-heaven]

Late Penalty

a/n: requested! reader insert fails to turn in a report on time, but teaching assistant/TA Hyunjin has a solution. pairing: male reader x kim hyunjin; words: 1.9k ; categories: loona, kim hyunjin, smut, reader insert, college au, school au, rough, breeding(?)

You stared at the clock as the hour dragged on. When you tuned back in, you heard your professor droning on about deadlines and grades; your final report had been due two days prior. Your eyes wandered to your TA, a girl in the class above yours. Hyunjin was a classic teacher's pet TA. She graded harshly and tutored with impatience, always acting like everything was so easy. You'd expected to encounter some difficult professors and TA's in college, but Hyunjin was... Something else. She was blunt and strict, but so painfully attractive that nobody complained. Her uniform skirt was dangerous; it exposed the perfect amount of her thick thighs while remaining chaste enough for the uniform code. Her uniform shirt was just a little tight over her chest, but her tie hid the openings between the buttons, much to your disappointment. You realized eventually Hyunjin was looking back at you and you cast your glance away, your face heating up at your mistake. Finally, the hour struck, and you started getting ready to leave the lecture hall while everyone else filed out. You put your laptop and notebooks into your bag slowly, and when you looked up, Hyunjin was standing in front of you with her hands on the table.

"I know I turned the report in late, I'm sorry," you said as you slid your backpack on, but her hand fell firmly on your shoulder, pushing you back into your seat. You looked at her quizzically.

"You know the late penalty is 50%, right?" she asked.

"Yeah, it's okay... I'll still pass the class with a C," you answered and sighed.

"If there was a way to... Get rid of the late penalty... Would you do it?" she turned her head to the side and looked you up and down.

"Like... A revision or something?" you asked. Her hands moved to play with her tie.

"Not exactly... More like extra credit," she said with a soft giggle as she began to undo the knot. You felt a pang in your chest.

No way this is happening.

"Hyunjin..." you said and looked down at your hands.

"What? Thought you cared about this class," she said. Now, she was working at her shirt buttons, suffocatingly slow. "Now why don't you do this for me?"

"You'd really scrub my grade for this? What if you get caught?" you asked and stood up. Your hands gently rested on her shoulders, then moved to the button on her shirt where she'd left off. Her eyes met yours when she realized you were interested in playing along, and she gave a sly smile.

"I'm betting it'll be worth it. I see the way you look at me during class. This is going to be great, 'cause I'm sure you've thought about how you'd do it so many times," she said. As your hands worked on her shirt buttons, her body was revealed to you; her gorgeous chest peeking over a sexy white lace bra.

"You planned this," you said breathlessly. She only smiled and took your hands away so she could walk to the door and lock it. She returned to sit at the edge of the desk, and you stood dumbfounded, watching her shed her shirt completely. You stepped towards her and stood between her legs to run your hands up and down her body. Her skin was soft as anything, and so warm... Her hands wandered, too, touching you everywhere from your arms, to your chest, to your hips. Catching you off guard, she grabbed your tie and pulled you down to look into your eyes. She kissed you for the first time and bit your bottom lip hard, causing you to gasp. She took advantage of this and slipped her tongue into your mouth. All the while she was quickly undressing you; you felt your tie loosen and your buttons start to be undone. But all you could do was touch her soft body and lean further into her kiss. Your hands squeezed her hips and she wrapped her legs around you as she continued to kiss you and peel your shirt off. Her hands found their way to your belt, and started trying the buckle, but she had difficulty focusing on it.

"Mm... Need help?" you mumbled when you finally broke away from her kiss.

"A little..." she said back. She pushed her hair back while you stood and unbuckled your belt. You dropped your pants to your ankles, and Hyunjin's hand moved to your bulge, already hardening. A slight smile danced on her lips, which she tried to hide. She started moving her hand up and down your dick, and you kissed her again; you moaned softly into her mouth and she squeezed you harder. Your fingers found their way to the clasp of her bra, and you took it off of her without pausing the kiss. Once her bra was on the floor, your mouth went to her chest and kissed it all over. You latched onto each of her nipples, giving them some suction and soft nibbles, causing Hyunjin to inhale sharply each time. You started sliding your hands up her thighs, under her skirt, one of them moving between her legs and teasing her slightly. She rolled her hips forward to encourage you to touch her, and you gave in. You felt her up over her panties, soaked through already. She gasped when you put pressure on her clit, and you rubbed it in circles for a moment or so. Her hands tangled in your hair and pulled you to her neck, where you kissed and sucked the soft skin gently. Your fingers hooked into the waistband of her panties to pull them down, and she pushed herself up a little to help you remove them. You returned to rubbing her, now able to feel the extent of her wetness, drawing out deep moans from Hyunjin.

"Ugh... Hurry up," she breathed.

"Why?" you asked; you wanted to be a tease.

"Because I'm your TA. Hurry up if you want that grade," she said. You obliged, plunging two fingers into her and curling them towards you. She moaned loudly and threw her head back. You fingered her and thumbed her clit until she was shaking like crazy and grasping at your body, probably leaving scratch marks all over you. You kissed her deeply and bit her lip, but not too hard, before pulling away to look at her face. She stuttered out your name before her body gave out and her trembling became less intense. But she looked at you with determination in her eyes.

"Fuck... Fuck me," she said through strained breaths.

Straight to the point.

You pulled down your boxers and your cock sprung out, hard as ever. She grabbed it and moved her hand up and down, spreading your precum all over your shaft. She wasted no time in lining up the tip of your cock with her entrance, and waited for you to thrust into her, but you hesitated.

"Uh, do you... Want me to use a condom?" you asked.

"No. I'm not giving you that grade unless you cum in me," she said in a husky voice. Your stomach was set on fire by those words and you pushed into Hyunjin. She groaned as you stretched her pussy, and her legs wrapped around you again. You were picking up the pace with every thrust, soon bottoming her out with rapid strokes. She gritted her teeth, those cute, pointed teeth, and you pulled her closer to you with your hands on her waist. She looked at you with wide eyes, wordlessly pleading for more, harder, rougher. You pulled out and took her by the throat, forcing her to hop off the desk, then drop to her knees. She automatically opened her mouth and you fucked her throat with almost the same vigor as you'd fucked her pussy. She gagged, and spit started to spill down her chin quickly, but it only made her mouth feel better. You took fistfuls of her hair and held her all the way down on your cock for a few seconds before pulling her off and looking at the tears welling up in her eyes. You took her chin in your hand and stroked her lips with your thumb softly.

"You alright?" you asked.

"I can take it, you know," Hyunjin responded while wiping spit from her cheek. You helped her up, then turned her around to bend her over the desk. You thrusted back into her tight pussy, even tighter from the back, and pushed her head into the desk. She clenched her fists and moaned loudly as you started to pound her again. She arched her back for you, and you took hold of her throat to pick her up and hold her against you. Your other hand snaked around to grab one of her breasts and massage it. You squeezed her neck harder.

"How bad do you want it? Show me," she choked out. You picked up the pace and slammed into her while maintaining your iron grip on her throat. You felt the end coming.

"Didn't realize you were a slut, or else I wouldn't have written the Goddamn report at all," you grunted. All she could do was moan in response as you kept up your relentless pace. "Where was it you wanted me to cum?"

"I... Inside me..." she said, and you felt every syllable struggle past your hand.

"Say it. Tell me where you want it, Hyunjin," you panted.

"Cum inside me, please!" she relented and screamed for you. Those were the words you needed to hear, and you came hard, balls deep inside of her. Your sweaty torsos were pressed together, her ragged breaths still restricted by your grip, and you gave a few more deep strokes to ride out your pleasure. You let go of Hyunjin and she collapsed forward onto the desk. Your cock slipped out of her dripping cunt and you stepped back to admire your handiwork. Thick cum leaked out, mixing with her own fluids, and she stayed bent over for several minutes trying to catch her breath. Her hand reached around to gather up all the cum she could, which she brought to her mouth and swallowed. She turned to you and made a show of sucking her fingers while maintaining eye contact while you pulled on your boxers. She stepped towards you and pulled you into a deep kiss. You took her waist gently and hugged her, then she broke the kiss and started getting dressed.

"Hey... I'll be the TA for a Tech Report Writing II class next semester. You should try to register for section 8," she said after she'd pulled her skirt and panties back on.

"You're right, I'll never have to write another paper again," you said.

"I'll fix the grade tonight, okay? Just... Don't tell anyone. Anyone." She glared at you, and you guessed she was putting the bitchy TA act back on. You gave her an awkward wave before turning to leave, but she stopped you, placing a gentle kiss on your cheek. You opened the door and headed down the hall with a smile on your face. She didn't leave your mind, of course; Hyunjin's body was even more amazing than you imagined. Thankfully, you'd get to know it a lot better over the course of the next semester.

[cherrydistrict]

“ They say that time heals Even those words became pain for me ”

Olivia Hye as Xiao for a halloween collab on twitter

[millacm]

ok i've been trying to decide if i should keep this on my side twt or not but since tumblr is still my fav social media... A hyewon au based on their "characters" in the ptt mv: Wolf & Butterfly it's just self indulgent and simple : 3 I have a few more drawings in progress but i don't expect it to unfold much more (cus i have other aus too >: 3)