Mamamoo Stories

Working as a maid for three of the most terrifyingly competent women alive was never part of my life plan. Yet somehow, here I am. Every morning I wake up in a mansion bigger than my hometown, make breakfast for women who could buy my organs as a hobby, and spend the rest of the day trying not to accidentally die in increasingly creative ways. There's Arlecchino, a private investigator who somehow knows things she absolutely should not know. Signora, a CEO who looks like she walked out of a magazine and personally invented being intimidating. And Kafka, a psychologist and author who can somehow make me question my entire existence with one mildly concerning sentence. My job description says maid. Reality says maid, cook, gardener, emotional support animal, kidnapping victim, occasional hostage, and professional disaster. Most days are simple. I clean things. I cook things. I try not to get stabbed. Sometimes I even succeed. The mansion itself is weird. The people are weird. My life is weird. One week I'm arguing with a chihuahua. The next week I'm helping solve a kidnapping. At one point I got poisoned. Twice, technically. Long story. The strangest part is that I should have left a long time ago. But somewhere between the chaos, the arguments, the near-death experiences, and the people who somehow became important to me... This place started feeling like home. Which is probably a terrible sign. Because lately, things have been getting stranger. People know things they shouldn't. Sometimes things don't make sense. Sometimes it feels like something is missing. Like I've forgotten something important. Or someone. But that's ridiculous. Right? Anyway. My name is Y/N. I'm twenty-three years old. I'm a maid. My life is a complete mess. And everything is going perfectly fine. Perfectly. F̸i̶n̷e̵. S̷a̷v̸e̴ ̵m̶e̶.

You are Y/n, a 19 years old boy who just debuted with your group under one of the biggest companies in K-pop. It's a long journey to the top. Along the way you'll meet a lot of people that are supporting you and of course there's your older sister and her group cheering for you. Will you make it? Will you find success and maybe romance? A big thank you to HFZHSM for helping me with proofreading and also whenever I have a writer's block. Without him it would be a lot harder to do this. Thank you @HFZHSM!! This is my first attempt at writing here. Please feel free to leave feedback. I'm sorry for any grammatical errors or if anything isn't realistic. Slow updates THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. Any photo or video used belongs to it's owner.

Short stories and oneshots of Jinbyul

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Kpop fanchants for the title tracks in 2026

"Why did you become an idol?" I asked him. "I wanted you to scream out my name standing in front row of my fans. I wanted you to fall in love with me head over heels once again, so that i can take revenge. So that i could make you suffer how i did" He replied.

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Two musicians, Two hearts, Countless songs. What if the words they could never say were hidden in their lyrics instead? Across different years, albums, and melodies, Moon Byulyi and Kim Seokjin seem to tell the same story-one verse at a time. Like a resonance echoing through music, their songs complete each other's unfinished sentences, revealing a truth that may have been there all along.

So... this is a fanfic about moonsun, wheebyul and minbyul eyy I hope yall enjoy :)

What really happens off cam? How deep is the relationship going behind the fans' knowledge? Are they going to take the risk...? What will happen next? How will they be accepted by a world full of discriminations..? Well, let's start, Shall We? Ranks: #1 MoonSun #9 Mamamoo

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Fluffy MoonSun fanfic Texting AU

Hoseok has been in a bit of a bad mad mood ever since his girlfriend broke up with him. He's been in a bad mood for precisely four months. Jimin and Taehyung hatch a plan to take his mind off of things. [Additional Tags: SFW, Female Reader, Love At First Sight Type Beat, Mutual Pining, Angst, Fluff, Crack, Netflix and Chill?, Baking As A Coping Mechanism, Minor Mamamoo, Mentions of Alcohol, Contains Offensive Language.]

The journey of lives of a motley of people, who have nothing in common but are yet connected by a single, fragile string. Who are these people and what's the uniting factor? ***

a bunch of kpop girl groups and what's probably inside their groupchats

Random kpop, Jpop, Cpop, Tpop, Pop, etc. groups & soloists Current members + former members + members for eternity + disbanded groups Information from Kprofiles. Adding disbanded groups as well. *None of these photos are mine. Credits to all the original owners.* Not all former members will be added due to controversial scandals (yes I know some were proven false) but I don't want any arguments to form. I'm only doing ethnicities but I may have some nationalities since I created this years ago Check out part 2 Cpop - Chinese pop Jpop - Japanese pop Ppop - Filipino pop Spop - sign language pop Xpop - global music Tpop - thai or Taiwanese pop Co-ed: mixed gender

Solar doesn't like her in that way and every body knows it, but she just cant help but crave her warmth and affection. She's desperate. - Intended Soleric and wheebyul

Meeting in middle school, dating and becoming lovers. Isn't that the dream of ever girl? Despite the fact that South Korea is very strict towards homosexuality, this doesn't stops Wheein and Moonbyul from loving each other. Is there a bright future ahead of them, together?

Four girls, one a nerd, the other the ice queen of the school, the third a popular jock, and the fourth? An outcast, no friends, no social life, nothing. How did they meet? What brought them together? A project? A crush? Maybe a friend? Nah that's to clichè It was a house. House of horror. A House no one dares to visit anymore, an urban legend about ghosts, demons, fear. Yet four girls, three dared, wonder in. Will they come out?

"i couldn't forget easily, anyone would've felt the same" | moonsun angst nobody asked for started: 19/11/2019 completed: 19/01/2020