Jess Mariano X OC Undecided Characters name has been homeschooled all her life. Locked away from the chaotic events of Stars Hallows. All of that changes when her favorite diner owner receives a special visitor. AN: None of my fanfictions have normal descriptions so I tried to write one for this book. I find them low-key cringey, like I don't know how to write a good one 😭😭😭 pls pls read and ignore the description thank you omg 😭😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏

She wasn't supposed to exist in the industry - not like this. At just eighteen, Jennie shattered records that even the biggest K-pop legends had never touched. Ten billion views in one hour. Awards stacking faster than entire groups had managed in over a decade. Her face was everywhere, her songs unavoidable, her name already immortal. But with that kind of rise comes whispers. Whispers that she didn't earn it. Whispers that she bought it. Whispers that her fame was too sharp, too sudden - the kind that leaves scars. Now she's back in Seoul, forced into JYP's biggest annual concert alongside the idols who paved the way. Stray Kids. ITZY. NMIXX. TWICE. Veterans who spent years clawing their way up the same ladder she seemed to leap in a single bound. And then there's Bang Chan. Grounded, respected, the quiet leader who built his group with sweat and sleepless nights. To him, Jennie is nothing but noise. A storm that doesn't deserve its thunder. He keeps his distance, polite but cold, professional but cutting. Until he sees her perform. And suddenly the lines between rumor and reality aren't as easy to hold. For the first time, Jennie isn't just the company's golden ticket - she's a threat. To reputations. To rivalries. To the very balance of JYP's kingdom. But fame built on fire burns fast. And when cold steel like Bang Chan collides with a wildfire like Jennie... someone will get cut. This isn't just about music anymore. It's about survival in an industry where one misstep can end everything. And Jennie's just getting started. Achievements 1st- BangchanXreader 1st- Bangchanff 1st- Kpop 1st- TWICE 1st- Hyunjin 5th-Felix

When a car crash leaves Stray Kids' Hyunjin temporarily blind, the future of the group fractures overnight. Recovery becomes a quiet war against guilt, fear, and the pressure to keep going. You were never supposed to be part of this world. Hired as a mobility and language therapist, your job was simple: help Hyunjin adapt to the dark. But grief has many shapes, and healing is never just physical. In the shared silence of recovery, trust forms slowly, bonds shift and sometimes, when everything falls apart, something unspoken holds the pieces together. An AU about loss, resilience, and the intimacy of rebuilding together.

[if you are craving some brainrot, this is for you] "Why the heck do you keep blasting the music so loud?" "And why the heck do you bang your girl so loudly?" _____ In which they are both neighbors who are too noisy for each other. - a Lee Minho fanfiction - romcom - a LOT of crackhead moments - includes some bxb ships - completed

Ever since the accident, things changed drastically for you. That night changed your marriage, your husband and your joy towards life. Now that everything started to fall apart, you had to make things right and there was only one way to do it. But you didn't expected him to save you that day by the Han River. Pairing: skz idol!Bang Chan x makeup artist!fem!reader Content Warnings: strong language, swearing, mentions of physical and emotional abuse, strangers to lovers, mentions of alcohol, mentions of bruises, hospitals, medical terms, toxic relationships, angst, explicit sexual content, smut, etc. This is my first story and English is not my first language, so please forgive any mistakes! :) Enjoy!

Bangchan x ninth!fem!member || KIM YOONA ALWAYS HAD A PASSION FOR MUSIC. It was in her blood, both of her parents were well versed musicians and her mother was a dancer. It shaped her life. It even kept her alive at times. When Yoona has the oppertunity to join a k-pop group at the age of nineteen, she gratefully accepted the offer. She'd been a trainee under JYPE for a little over a year, and was glad to finally put her talents to use. Being the second eldest in the group, she instinctively became a mother figure for the boys in the group, especially the maknaes. Dubbed 'the mother of the group' by the fans, it caused her relationship with their leader to strengthen. After all, they were, in a sense, raising seven fully grown children together. impressive ranks: #1 in jyp - 08/23/25 #6 in bangchan - 08/26/25 #2 in yangjeongin - 09/07/25 #1 in hyunjin - 10/13/25 #15 in yangjeongin - 11/09/25 #900 in mutualpining - 12/07/25 #24 in kpop - 12/20/25 #32 in kpop - 12/23/25 #34 in kpop - 12/23/25 #20 in lee know - 12/27/25 #30 in bangchan - 12/27/25 #37 in bangchan - 12/29/25 #40 in bangchan - 12/30/25 #36 in bangchan - 01/01/25

You've been with Stray Kids since debut as staff. As their digital archivist, you quietly preserve every rehearsal, demo, and behind-the-scenes moment. Most people don't notice, but Chan trusts you like no one else, leaning on your care and organization. Between chaotic workdays and late-night sessions, you start to realize your connection with him runs deeper than just professional.

Naye's the 9th member of Stray Kids. She choreographs in silence, wins games without breaking a sweat, and once made Han cry by blinking at him too hard. She's survived: One emotionally unstable group chat Three late-night baking wars Five separate award show moments where someone mistook her for a rookie actress And exactly eight men who keep asking her if "this looks cool" mid-choreo while doing a backflip. All she wants is peace. All she gets is chaos, gym disasters, and Felix trying to feed her seaweed cookies like that's a normal thing. There's no plot. There's only survival. "I didn't choose this life," Naye says, sipping iced coffee at 3 AM, surrounded by grown men in matching onesies. "But I'm really good at it." Platonic Relationships Only [CURRENTLY EDITING]

Hyunjin doesn't mean to end up in the small gallery tucked between a bakery and an alleyway- but it's raining, and the door's open, and he's tired in a way he can't explain. Aeri doesn't recognize him. She's too busy trying to remember what it means to make art that feels like hers again. They don't talk much at first. Then they do. Not about everything, but about the things that matter. Sketchbooks are exchanged. Silence is shared. Somewhere in the middle of all that stillness, they start becoming something to each other. Not lovers. Not strangers. Just... safe. And when the world starts noticing, neither of them runs. They just stay exactly where they are. ૮₍ '• ˕ •' ₎ა This story is quiet on purpose. I started 'something that feels quiet' because I wanted to explore what it means to be known in silence, not because of who you are to the world, but because of who you are when no one's looking. It's not a story about grand confessions or fast-paced drama. It's about the small things: an unreadable look, the stillness between two people, the comfort of being seen without being recognized. Aeri and Hyunjin's connection isn't loud. It's soft and slow, like art you stand in front of for a long time before realizing why it moves you. If you've ever felt burnt out, like your presence takes up too much space, or maybe not enough, I hope this story gives you a moment of peace-something gentle, something still. Thank you for being here and for letting quiet things have space to bloom. - H

Jisung is exhausted. Burnt out from performing, from expectations, from being known by everyone but seen by no one. On a rainy morning in a city that never really slows down, he walks into a small café tucked between a laundromat and a closed-down bookstore - the kind of place that doesn't ask questions. Rin just wants to get through another shift without the espresso machine exploding or flooding the back sink. The café isn't fancy, but it's hers - a quiet routine, a rhythm she can live inside. She doesn't recognize the guy with the complicated coffee order and tired eyes, and when he comes back the next day, and the day after, she still doesn't ask. Between mismatched mugs, bad puns on chalkboards, after-hours cleanups, and silence that doesn't need filling, something grows. Something safe. Something real. She doesn't know who he is. He doesn't know she used to be someone else, too. But somehow, this café becomes a place neither of them want to leave. Even when the outside world catches up. ━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━━━━ This is a soft slice-of-life friendship story set in a quiet café. It's platonic, grounded, and full of late-night vulnerability, awkward honesty, quiet defiance, and tea that says everything they won't. No romance. Just two people learning to be themselves - slowly, safely, together. A soft, platonic story about showing up, staying quiet, and finding home where you weren't looking for it. Thanks for reading. I hope this feels like a warm drink on a heavy day. ~CURRENTLY UNDER EDITING~