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LOVE STORY SERIES MASTERLIST

IVY had a life full of love—until one night took everything from her. SEUNGCHEOL had a path already written—steady, certain, untouchable. But when their worlds collide, something shifts. Like a memory they don’t remember… yet somehow feel. This is a story about grief, fate, and the kind of love that finds you— even when you’re not looking for it.

ྀི◟‿ IVYLAND MASTERLIST ྀི◟‿ IVYLAND WRITINGS

PROLOGUE ONE: Like The Movies

IVY was born surrounded by love from her caring mother and attentive father alongside her grandparents, aunts, and uncles, she lived a life filled with bliss and happiness. But all stories do not all come with happiness as one singular night, takes away the people she holds dearest to her heart. Care, Grief, and New Beginnings. That is all life has brought to her so far after that dreadful night but then again, the universe moves in mysterious and unexpected ways.

PROLOGUE TWO: Beautiful Stranger

SEUNGCHEOL has always been adored, his natural charm capturing hearts from a young age. So it came as no surprise when he chose the path of an idol—his family had long seen the dedication in his eyes and the discipline behind his many talents. Stepping into the unfamiliar world of training as the eldest member, it felt as though his life had already been written, the road ahead clear and certain before him. But what else could the universe possibly have in store?

CHAPTER ONE: Where or When? “His eyes—the way he looks at me—makes an eerie sense of deja vu wash over me.”

CHAPTER TWO: Magnolia “The way the light seems to follow her wherever she goes makes me think the universe has a favorite—you. And maybe you’ve become mine too.”

CHAPTER THREE: Must Be Love “After all these years of almosts, I’ve finally found my way into your arms.”

CHAPTER FOUR: Dear Soulmate “If I am brave enough to ask for forever, it's only because forever with you feels gentle and certain.”

CHAPTER FIVE: Bewitched “After everything we’ve survived, I still look at you like the miracle at the end of the fairy-tale we wrote together.”

EPILOGUE: To be revealed soon.....

𓂃🖊 NOTE: Hello there dearest readers! I am so sorry that it took me a while to release this masterlist but after seeing SEVENTEEN, I got so many inspirations and my spark for writing is slowly coming back! There are more stories coming and lots of catching up that I need to do with contents. Please bare with me if at times updating takes a while, I am also in college so I'm still trying to find a rhythm for writing alongside studies. I am looking forward in showing you all new stories and contents from Ivy and SEVENTEEN!

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OMG it's been a while since i checked my inbox and this was sent on April of last year! ｡°(°.◜ᯅ◝°)°｡

i have been doing well these past few weeks! i am really starting to get into writing again and have started opening my drafted works just a few days ago and ideas are starting to come again which is nice!

also really getting into gaming and might also get into journaling since i've been seeing journaling videos on my tiktok fyp. will need to buy all the materials and maybe will update you all if i do go along with it!

As promised, A STORY MEANT TO BE OURS: The Love Story Series, will be coming to you all very soon. I am excited as you are to witness all the yearning, pining, and tensions that we will see between Ivy and Scoups. From the beginning to a glimpse of their future, the full chapter list will also be uploaded soon to give you all a glimpse and as well as spoilers for what is to come.

This is something that I have been writing since the end of last year and was also planning to have it released since January but because of personal reasons, the release got pushed and I got stuck again with writer's block.

Thank you all for your patience and enthusiasm in hearing from Ivy again!

With much love, NANA.

hallo dearest readers! i am back after a long break because of writer's block. with my return, i bare exciting news for you all in the following days!

i am taking writing and finishing my draft works little by little as to not take the excitement away from writing and having it be replaced by anxiousness of if my work is satisfaiable to present to you all. so with that, i do hope that you understand that updates may still be slow but i will try my best to bring more of ivy to you all!

i do hope that you are all doing well and happy wherever you may be in this big (scary) world!

ALSO i would love to hear your suggestions or ideas for future writings, scenarios, etc. that you would to see in the future! freely drop them on the comments or drop it on my asks page!

DESCRIPTION: Take a glimpse into Ivy's relationship and dynamics with the Vocal Unit.

⁀➴ IVYLAND MASTERLIST NEXT STOP   ⟶   Performance Unit Relationship | Hip-Hop Unit Relationship

────  SHIP NAME: JEONGHAN + IVY = JEONGVY

Popularity: 89% Relationship Type: Platonic ☆

Jeonghan: “You should just give up now. Everyone knows I’m the mastermind here.” Ivy: “Please. Without Scoups backing you up, you’d lose in five minutes.”

⸝⸝ DYNAMIC: Jeonghan and Ivy share a sibling-like relationship, built on a mix of playful teasing and genuine care. During their trainee days, Jeonghan was initially too shy to approach her, but once the ice was broken, they quickly became inseparable. Fans often refer to them as “Siblingz” or “The Final Bosses,” a nod to their endless banter and their legendary rivalry on Going Seventeen. Jeonghan often teamed with Scoups while Ivy paired with Wonwoo, but when on the same side, members admitted they were nearly unstoppable. Jeonghan’s family is especially fond of Ivy, and he loves to tease her by saying his parents call her more than they call him. Like with Mingyu’s sister, Ivy is also close with Jeonghan’s sister, and the three of them would often spend time together. Despite the constant bickering, Jeonghan has always been one of her biggest supporters—encouraging her during personal struggles and celebrating her victories with genuine pride. He even playfully brags to Carats about the “special treatment” he gets from her, like being spoiled with gifts or being the first to try her cooking. Beneath all the mischief, though, lies Jeonghan’s fiercely protective side. During their debut days, when Ivy was injured, he stayed by her bedside the entire time, so worried that he cried. Their bond is ultimately defined by laughter, loyalty, and the kind of unspoken trust that makes it clear how much they mean to each other.

────  SHIP NAME: JOSHUA + IVY = SHUALEX

Popularity: 67% Relationship Type: Platonic ☆

Joshua: “Okay, hear me out. If we pretend to fight, they’ll never see it coming.” Ivy: “Oh! Then we turn on Jeonghan at the last second.”

⸝⸝ DYNAMIC: Though not the most popular pairing, Joshua and Ivy share a bond that perfectly balances gentleness with chaos—a friendship built on trust, support, and endless laughter. Joshua was one of the first members to approach Ivy when she joined the SEVENTEEN project, and the two quickly connected through conversations about their home countries. Carats often catch glimpses of their dynamic in their casual strolls through shops, adventures at restaurants and cafés, or behind-the-scenes moments that don’t always make it on camera. While they’re known for their soft and gentle image, put them together on Going Seventeen and you’ll see a completely different side: a chaotic duo cooking up elaborate schemes and skits that leave their members either in stitches or in shock—often both. Ivy would always give Joshua hand-made gifts for his birthdays that had become a tradition for them to give each other hand-made gifts. Beyond the group, Ivy is also close with Joshua’s mom, frequently spending time shopping or dining out with her. At its core, their relationship radiates warmth, loyalty, and just the right touch of mischief.

────  SHIP NAME: WOOZI + IVY = JIALEX

Popularity: 55% Relationship Type: Platonic ☆

Dokyeom: “Have anyone seen where Ivy noona is?” Scoups: “Yeah, she’s been missing for a while now.” Meanwhile in Woozi’s studio… Woozi: “Noona, wear a blanket or you’ll get sick again from the cold.” Ivy: “I won’t!” Woozi: “Yeah, yeah.” Woozi(to himself): “You definitely will…”

⸝⸝ DYNAMIC: Like Joshua and Ivy’s pair, they are very underrated but are very close behind the scenes. At first, Woozi was skeptical. Known as one of the most intense and feared trainees, he didn’t easily open up — especially to someone new who already had a prodigy-like reputation. But when he saw Ivy’s dedication — practicing until dawn, always refining every detail — his respect grew quietly. They only grew closer when Ivy accompanied Woozi during his late night experimenting and creating songs in the balcony of their dorm. From then on, their relationship evolved into a beautiful contrast: Ivy’s radiant optimism melting Woozi’s guarded edges. Despite his usual strictness, he treats her differently — more protectively, almost tenderly. She’s one of the few people allowed to enter his studio freely, and he often lets her listen to unfinished tracks. Also often asking for her opinion and even having her vocals in samples or guides. They share a “sunshine and sunshine protector” dynamic — Ivy brings warmth, Woozi brings shelter. Together, they form a creative bond built on mutual trust, endless encouragement, and shared silence that feels like music.

────  SHIP NAME: DOKYEOM + IVY = ALEXMIN

Popularity: 77% Relationship Type: Platonic ☆

Dokyeom: “If we ever do a duet, I’ll probably cry halfway through.” Ivy: “You’ll cry before the intro ends.” Dokyeom: “You say that like you won’t be crying with me!” Ivy: “...Fair”

⸝⸝ DYNAMIC: DK was one of the first to openly welcome Ivy — his bright personality making her feel at ease from the start. He admired her elegance but quickly learned that beneath her grace was someone deeply empathetic. When Ivy cried from homesickness or exhaustion, DK would cry too — unable to stand seeing someone else in pain. The members often tease them for being “emotional twins,” but neither mind; their friendship feels safe, raw, and real. They often go on shopping or café dates during breaks, taking comfort in each other’s presence. DK loves sending her random messages like, “You free today? Let’s eat something sweet!” and Ivy never fails to respond warmly. He once said she has a way of “turning ordinary days into something lighter,” and she calls him her “human serotonin.” On stage, they share a natural chemistry — feeding off each other’s energy with laughter and instinctive harmony. Off stage, they share silence that doesn’t need to be filled. They mirror each other’s hearts — two empaths who find healing in laughter, kindness, and shared vulnerability.

────  SHIP NAME: SEUNGKWAN + IVY = KWANVY

Popularity: 87% Relationship Type: Platonic ☆

Seungkwan (with a pout): “Coups hyung! Stop hogging Noona all the time, will you?” Scoups (hugging an unbothered and sleepy Ivy): “Nope.” Seungkwan: “Move will you! I have to show her this scheduled event. I want to go with her.”

⸝⸝ DYNAMIC: Seungkwan was initially a little intimidated by Ivy’s quiet aura — she carried herself like a dancer from another world. But once he got to know her, he realized how genuine and nurturing she is. Over time, she became his emotional anchor. He’s often seen confiding in her after practice or when the pressure gets heavy. He would also often fight with DK,  Hoshi, and Scoups for her attention or approval when they would bicker with each other. He insists she joins him when he practices badminton or watches volleyball matches, saying, “It’s not fun without you there, noona.” In return, Ivy brings snacks and cheers him on with calm enthusiasm. Seungkwan has a habit of mothering her despite being younger — reminding her to eat properly and take her vitamins. Ivy finds it endearing and always listens, knowing it comes from love. Their relationship is a blend of comedic banter, shared support, and genuine care — the kind that feels like family.

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DESCRIPTION: Take a glimpse into Ivy’s relationship and dynamics with the Performance Unit.

⁀➴ IVYLAND MASTERLIST NEXT STOP   ⟶   Vocal Unit Relationship | Hip-Hop Unit Relationship

────  SHIP NAME: HOSHI + IVY = SOONVY

Popularity: 73% Relationship Type: Platonic ☆

Seungkwan (following the two around their dance studio): “Hoshi hyung stop dragging Ivy noona around!” Hoshi (holding onto Ivy’s wrist): “Nope! It’s Hoshi-Ivy time.” Seungkwan: “No! You’ve been practicing with her since this morning!”

⸝⸝ DYNAMIC: When Ivy first joined, Hoshi didn’t know whether to be impressed or competitive. Her ballet background spoke volumes — she was disciplined, elegant, and frighteningly precise. For someone who’d built his identity around passion and energy, her calm mastery both inspired and unnerved him. During trainee days, he’d often challenge her to dance-offs, insisting he could “outshine” her stage control. She’d laugh and accept, effortlessly blending classical lines with rhythmic power that left him speechless. Eventually, their rivalry shifted into collaboration — late-night practices turning into creative jam sessions where they’d fuse ballet and hip-hop into experimental choreography. One of their shared traditions started when Hoshi began dragging Ivy into the studio at 2 AM, claiming, “You can’t sleep until this move feels perfect.” She’d groan, but she always showed up — and sometimes, their 2 AM sessions became the spark for new stage performances. Ivy sees Hoshi as a baby tiger and would always dote on him alongside Jeonghan, the two of them being part of the tiger agenda supporter. Hoshi often saying that even with him all dressed up all maturely, she would still squish his cheeks together like a baby. Their bond is fiery and artistic — two perfectionists dancing on opposite sides of the same flame. When Ivy performs with Hoshi, their synergy is electric; his intensity amplifies her grace, and her control grounds his wild energy.

────  SHIP NAME: JUN + IVY = JUNVY

Popularity: 77% Relationship Type: Platonic ☆

Jun (holding a spoon to Ivy): “Taste this please.” Ivy: “It’s good but you should add a little bit of salt and soy sauce?” Jun: “Yes chef!” Vernon: "Please make a restaurant, you two. I'll be a regular.”

⸝⸝ DYNAMIC: Jun approached Ivy early on, intrigued by the quiet intensity she carried. Both dancers in their core, they connected over shared aches — sore muscles, blistered feet, and that indescribable high that only dance can bring. During long trainee nights, Jun would often find Ivy alone in the practice room, repeating a pirouette for the hundredth time. He’d join in silently, syncing his movements to hers, until both were moving like reflections. Their friendship isn’t loud, but deeply creative. Outside of practice, they often share quiet dinners or late-night walks near the dorms. Ivy brings tea; Jun brings snacks. It’s a rhythm of unspoken understanding — both drawn to the art of silence. Jun loves cooking for Ivy and Ivy loves sharing recipes with her and Jun would do the same, sharing their culture with each other through the form of foods. Ivy would always check in with Jun and call her during his personal schedules and let him tell all about his day and the foods that he wants to cook for her when they meet again. They have very high respect for each other and love to show their love for one another in their own little unique way.

────  SHIP NAME: MINGHAO + IVY = MINGLEX

Popularity: 81% Relationship Type: Platonic ☆

Ivy (in the middle of filming Going Seventeen): "Hao, come here." Minghao: "Why? What Happened?" Ivy (motioning for him to sit down beside her): "I need to meditate after all that betrayal from Coups and Han."

⸝⸝ DYNAMIC: Minghao and Ivy’s connection began wordlessly. They met during a stretching session — both silently focused, both chasing perfection. He noticed how she breathed through her movements, how her lines extended even through stillness. This may be one of the reasons that he started mediating after finding out she also meditates to regulate her emotions and improve her mindset. He was in awe with her calmness and how she flowed throughout the day like water especially during stressful times. Their friendship blossomed into mutual reflection — she’d often find him meditating after practice, and instead of interrupting, she’d join quietly beside him. They discuss art, philosophy, and impermanence, sometimes asking each other’s opinion on certain topics and even sharing their own habits to one another. And whenever they dance together, the air feels still — like time pauses to watch. Many fans call their joint stages “art in human form.”

────  SHIP NAME: DINO + IVY = CHANDRA

Popularity: 88% Relationship Type: Platonic ☆

Seungkwan (in the middle of rehearsals): "Chan, you need to be at 0." Dino: "No, I need to be at 1 for the chorus." Ivy (later in the practice): "Chan, I think you're in the wrong spot." Dino: "Oh, I am. Thanks noona!" Seungkwan (from behind them): "What even?"

⸝⸝ DYNAMIC: Dino first saw Ivy as this untouchable senior — elegant, poised, “too cool” to joke with (someone like his older hyungs, Seungcheol, Hoshi, and Woozi). Yeah, that lasted a week. Once she helped him fix a choreography sequence he’d been struggling with (and added, “You’re actually pretty good for a baby tiger”), he declared her his noona forever. They bonded through playfulness — Dino constantly trying to impress her with his freestyle or popping skills, and Ivy laughing every time he tried to blend them with ballet. When the two are in the studio together, it’s always chaos: dance battles that end in laughter, Ivy filming him for fun, or Dino begging her to try a TikTok dance with him (“Just once! For the fans!”). Still, Ivy treats him like a little brother. She checks his health when he overworks, leaves snacks at his station, and helps him stretch before shows. Dino, in turn, is fiercely protective of her in his own way — always making sure she gets home safely after late practices. Sometimes during rehearsals, Hoshi jokes that Dino only listens when Ivy gives feedback — to which Dino proudly replies, “Because Ivy-noona has taste.”

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INSIDE THE SHADOWS

SYNOPSIS: Ivy knew she’d be in the spotlight as the only female in a mostly male group. While many watched her closely, there were only a few who tried to go beyond and follow her even in her private times. One individual, hidden in the shadows, seemed ready to risk everything to get closer than anyone else—closer than she ever expected. WARNINGS(!!!): Mentions of a stalker (sasaeng/obsessed fan), harassment, stalker break-in, unwelcome physical contact, physical altercation, lot of cursing, VERY angry scoups. Word Count: 4k TAGS: Heavy angst.

NOTE: This writing contains topics that some might not be comfortable reading, feel free to not read this and have a good rest of your day (PLEASE always take care of yourself first). A part will be posted as an aftermath of what happened which you will be able to read as I will not mention in detail what happens in this writing there (more of a summary without the potential triggering topics mentioned in the warning). AGAIN, please take care of yourself first. Take care and much love!

ྀི◟‿ IVYLAND MASTERLIST ྀི◟‿ IVYLAND WRITINGS

When I debuted in SEVENTEEN, I knew that the eyes of the public would be doubled when it came to me. I expected it and I prepared for it, but of course, nothing can really prepare you for the unpredictable things that could happen in life. Yet, I understood that this is what came with debuting as the only female in a mostly male group. May it be in person or through a screen, for either positive or negative reasons, I knew they would be watching. 

But lately, a new pair of eyes has made its presence known.

A pair of eyes that stayed and watched within the shadows, growing closer and closer from the moment when we debuted to the present. But something has changed.

It waited in the dark, moved when I moved, following my every move.

Until it became no longer about how they would linger in the shadows—watching.

But it’s growing desire to go beyond—just watching.

It started with a gift.

“Ivy-ssi?” One of the female staff members in my solo photoshoot called out as she entered the waiting room.

Looking up from my phone, where I was busy talking with my members through our group chat, I expected instructions or directions on the flow of the shoot. But instead, in her arms was a bouquet of red roses.

“Oh?” I said in surprise as she gently placed the bouquet in my arms. “Another bouquet?”

Earlier, when I arrived at the shoot, they had given me a bouquet of marigolds as a welcome gift. So, I assumed that this was another bouquet, as some of the people that I have worked with on photoshoots have given me both a bouquet as a welcome and as a thank you.

“Actually,” she started whilst rubbing a hand on her neck. “This isn’t from us.”

“Oh? Is that so?” I replied, glancing down to examine the bouquet, trying to think of who could have sent me the bouquet.

Only one person came to mind, well, 13 people actually, but only one could've sent such a bouquet “just because.”

“Did Scoups send these?” I said with a gentle smile at the possibility.

“I’m not so sure, but it came with a card,” the staff member replied, holding out a card of the same colour as the flowers—folded.

“Thank you,” she replied with a kind smile towards the staff as she took the card in her free hand.

Soon after, the staff left the room, leaving me alone with the bouquet and the card that may hold the answer to who it was all from. Setting down the bouquet with an excited smile on my face, I grabbed my phone and immediately went to call the person whom I was suspecting. And as my phone began ringing, I excitedly opened the card.

‘You looked as beautiful as these roses today, my Ivy. I’ve always wondered if you smelled like them as well. I guess I’ll know soon. I can’t wait until we can finally be together forever.’ — From someone who admires you most.

It was like my breath was stolen from me for a moment. The world paused around me as I tried to make sense of what was written, even though I knew deep down what it indicated.

“Ivy? Darling? Are you there?” a voice snapped me out of my trance, the card falling out of my hand and into my lap.

For a minute, I didn’t answer. I didn’t know what to say, what to think or how to react.

“Darling?” Scoup's voice called out once again. “Did something happen?”

“Huh?” I replied in a daze. 

I could feel his worry even through the phone, and I knew that if I didn't say something in the next minute, he would immediately drop everything and come to where I was.

“Is our manager there with you?” he asked again as I could hear rustling from his side.

“No, no,” I said in a panic, knowing that he was already getting ready to come to me. “I’m fine! I just dropped my food, and I blanked out for a second.”

I didn’t want to lie to him. I wanted nothing more than to tell him my increasing worry, but the message that was on the end of the card was what stopped me.

‘Let’s keep this between us, okay? You wouldn’t want anyone to harm your members, would you?’

Just this time, let me lie just this time. “I’m doing just fine here.”

“Are you sure? I can go there if you want me to,” he said, still worried. “I’m done with my part here anyway.”

“No, no! I’m really fine here, I just might need to get more snacks.” I replied, trying to laugh off the worry inside of me.

After talking for a few more minutes with Scoups and saying our goodbyes, I walked towards the trash bin that was at the corner of the room. As I continued to stare at the card and at the bouquet, I couldn’t shake the feeling that this wasn’t just an ordinary stalker that we were all used to having.

“Please,” I said to myself as I crumpled the card in my hand. “Please don’t do anything more.”

Throwing away both the flowers and the card felt like a relief, even if it’s only a momentary one, because I didn’t know if I should expect anything more in the future or if this was only a one-time thing for this person. I couldn’t let this stop me from doing my job, so I continued on with the photoshoot like nothing was wrong. 

My life continued.

Then came the messages and calls.

Weeks after the first incident, I didn’t receive any packages again. As we were also busy with the Japan leg of the ‘RIGHT HERE’ tour and our own schedules, I forgot that the incident happened at all. It wasn’t until I started to receive messages and calls from an unknown number at specific times of the day. When I’m out alone to go wherever, I would receive a message.

‘You look beautiful today.’

‘That sweater looks good on you. I should get that for you next time.’

‘Why are you looking around? You look cute looking for me lol’

They followed me wherever I went, watching my every move. No matter how many times I block the numbers that continue to disrupt me, they still find a way to come back. As a result, I started asking the other members of our staff to come with me everywhere I go. 

Then the messages turned into calls.

A call every time that I am left alone, even for a minute or two. A call when I’m alone at my shared apartment with Scoups. A call during filming that would take away the happiness that I was starting to feel and replace it with worry and fear.

The members noticed and it was only Seungkwan that had been the one to have the courage to ask about it.

It was during our dance practice, when we had our usual five-minute break after hours of practising, that the call came. I only looked at my phone as it buzzed beside where I sat on the couch, too tired to do anything about it.

“Noona,” Seungkwan called as he took the spot next to me. “Who keeps calling you lately?”

I flipped my phone before facing him.

I could see the worry in his eyes because he knew. He knew that if that was someone I knew, I wouldn’t hesitate to answer.

“Is it a spam call?” he asked while brushing a piece of hair that stuck to my face because of sweat.

“Tell me,” he said with a manly-like voice that made me let out a small laugh. “Are they bothering you? I’ll tell them off for you.”

“Who’s bothering who?” DK suddenly chimed in, curious and worried.

“No one,” I answered while facing him, sitting up. “It’s nothing, I promise. It’s just spam calls and a fan who got a hold of my phone.”

The two of them nodded and didn’t push any further; we’ve all known each other for so long that we know when one is lying or covering something up. I also knew that Scoups had been growing more worried as the days passed, but I couldn’t risk it. Instead, I made a promise to myself that I would tell someone once this fan gets out of line.

What I didn’t know was that he was already crossing the line without me knowing.

[DECEMBER 21, 2024, Fukuoka]

It was after the second day of our Fukuoka stop when Seungcheol and I went out for dinner to celebrate the end of the Japan leg of the RIGHT HERE tour.

“I’m so full,” I said, patting my stomach as Seungcheol slipped his arms around me. We stepped out of the restaurant together, the cool night air brushing against our faces. “Their food was way too good to resist.”

“I’m glad you ate well, darling,” he chuckled, his hand resting lightly on my hips.

“Coups?” our manager called from the driver’s seat of the van, catching both our attention.

I waited by the van while Seungcheol went over, scrolling through the pictures we’d taken during dinner — and a few from earlier in the day.

Then a notification popped up on my screen.

‘You looked beautiful as the moon tonight.’

My finger hovered over the message, frozen. Before I could react, another one appeared.

‘It’s a shame you’re still with him. Should I just get rid of him? Lol’

The casual tone made my stomach drop.

They were here.

I looked around, scanning the quiet street for any sign of movement. Then came another message.

‘Do you really want to see me that badly, my Ivy?’

The tiny hairs on my arms stood up as more messages followed, one after another.

‘Don’t worry too much, we’ll see each other soon.’

‘I’m excited about what we can do when we’re finally together.’

‘Are you excited too?’

‘I’ll make sure no one gets in our way.’

“Ivy?”

A hand wrapped gently around my wrist, and I flinched.

“Hey, you okay?” Seungcheol asked, his voice full of concern as he drew me closer, his arm circling my waist. “What happened?”

“Nothing,” I said quickly, forcing a smile. “Just saw a post — you know, the usual.”

“Are you sure that’s it? Is it the calls again?” He glanced around, tension tightening his jaw.

“No, no,” I replied too fast, grabbing his free hand and squeezing it. “It’s really just a post. I promise.”

He studied my face for a moment. “You can tell me, you know.”

“I’m sure,” I said softly, giving him what I hoped was a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry.”

After a brief hesitation, he nodded and led me into the van. I sat beside him, but the unease lingered — a cold knot in my stomach that refused to fade.

Seungcheol took my hand again, his thumb brushing slow, steady circles against my skin. It grounded me, pulling me away from the fear clawing at the edges of my thoughts.

As the van pulled away, I turned toward the window, watching the city blur past.

And then — just for a moment — I saw it.

A dark figure was standing on the sidewalk, head tilted slightly toward our van as we drove by.

[DECEMBER 22, 2024, Fukuoka]

The third and final night of our RIGHT HERE stop in Fukuoka ended in a blur of cheers, confetti, and exhaustion. Relief, pride, and fatigue all tangled together—the familiar aftertaste of the tour’s closing night.

Dinner afterward was its own kind of ritual. The table overflowed with laughter, half-finished plates, and clinking glasses. The room buzzed with the warmth that only comes from shared exhaustion.

“We’re finally done with the Japan leg,” Mingyu sighed, leaning back beside Minghao.“Three days straight of energy I didn’t know I had.” 

“Hyung, you’re just getting old,” Dino teased, earning him a light smack in the arm from Mingyu.

Across the table, Seungcheol chuckled beside me, his arm brushing against mind. “You okay?” he asked quietly, eyes soft as they stared into mine.

I smiled, nodding. “Just tired. The good kind.”

After a while, the conversation in the room shifted to drinks and post-tour plans with some sharing their interactions with fans. Seungcheol was deep in talk with one of our managers when I leaned over to him.

“I think I’ll head back first,” I whispered softly. “My head’s starting to hurt a little.”

He frowned slightly. “Want me to come with you?”

I shook my head. “No, it’s fine. Stay with the guys.”

“Okay, text me when you get to the room,” he said, squeezing my hand under the table. “And lock the door, okay?”

“I will,” I promised, giving his hand a gentle squeeze before slipping away from the table and saying goodbye to the members with a wave and some with a hug.

The hallways outside were quiet—with only the low hum of distant conversation from behind closed doors. I swiped my keycard and walked the short distance to our shared room.

The second I stepped inside, I noticed it.

Something was off.

It wasn’t obvious—nothing broken, nothing missing—but different. My toiletries bag was sitting open on the counter, even though I was sure I’d zipped it up before the concert. One of Seungcheol’s jackets was on the couch when it had been hanging by the door. Even my luggage that I had organized and zipped up at the corner of the room was opened and laid down in the middle of the room.

My stomach tightened.

Maybe housekeeping? That was my first though but no—we’d had the “Do Not Disturb” sign up all day.

I took a cautious step inside, the faint scent of cologne and the city outside mixing in the air. My phone was in my pocket, but my hands suddenly felt too heavy to move.

“Hello?” I called quietly, half-hoping that no one would answer.

Silence.

Then, from somewhere behind me, a faint shift—like fabric brushing against the carpet.

Before I could turn, a hand clamped tightly over my mouth, my entire body froze with panic surging up my throat.

“Shh,” a low voice whispered right beside my ear, the tone disturbingly calm. “I’ve been waiting for you, Ivy.”

I tried to scream, but it came out muffled under his palm. His grip was strong, pressing me back against his chest.

“Don’t move,” he murmured. “I told you we’d see each other soon.”

Then I felt it, his hands that slowly began to crept around my waist slowly moving towards my chest. Tears filled my eyes as I felt helpless at the moment, I prayed and called out for someone even if it was just in my mind.

Terror clawed at my lungs before I finally got the courage to do something, twisting in his hold, I kicked backward. My heel hit something—his leg— and his grip faltered for a split second. I stumbled out of his hold and on to the ground, gasping for air as I turned to face him.

He wore dark clothes, a mask, a cap—just enough to blur his face into a shape I couldn’t place.

I watched as he groaned, holding onto his leg before moving towards me. I continued to fight against him but he quickly got a tight hold on both of wrists while I continued to thrash around his hold as he moved on top of me.

“Shh,” he said once again, his face close to mine. “Stop fighting it.”

I shook my head as my tears continued to fall to the side of my head as I pleaded to him, “Please, don’t do this.”

“Oh but I promised you remember?” he said in a calm manner that sent chills in my spine. “I told you that we’ll go far away where no one can get between us and our love.”

“Why are you doing this?” I said with a sob as I looked at his crazed eyes.

“Because I love you, Ivy.” he said this while letting go of his hold of one of my wrists and moving to remove his cap and mask. “I’ll take care of you better than Choi Seungcheol.”

As he leaned closer towards my face, I grabbed the chance and butted my head towards his with all the strength that I could muster. I pushed him to the side, as he grabbed a hold of the shirt that I was wearing and tugged on it. I kicked him another time but on his shoulder which sent him back towards one of the tables nearby, causing a vase to fall and break on the ground.

I didn’t stop moving even with the sound of shirt ripping as I frantically ran towards the door and out the hall. At that moment, the members who I assume were done for the night were walking down the hallway and caught my figure as I staggered out of the room.

Without looking back, I ran.

The door burst open as I stumbled into the hallway, breath sharp and uneven.

“Noona!” Hoshi’s voice rang out from down the corridor. “What happened?”

The others turned immediately, their relaxed post-show chatter snapping into alarm as they rushed toward me.

“Ivy?” Jeonghan’s voice was soft but urgent. “What’s wrong?”

Before I could answer, the door behind me opened again. The man stepped out, unsteady but moving fast.

“Don’t trust them,” he shouted hoarsely. “I can protect you!”

And then—everything blurred.

Seungcheol’s voice echoed down the hall. “What the hell—?”

Before anyone could react, he was already there—crossing the distance and slamming the man to the ground. The others moved quickly, trying to pull him back as hotel security came rushing down the corridor.

I stood frozen until Vernon gently draped his jacket around my shoulders. “You’re safe now,” he said quietly.

My hands trembled as I watched the scene—our managers, the guards, Seungcheol’s clenched fists streaked with red.

When they finally pulled him away, his eyes found mine. He came straight to me, voice shaking. “It’s over,” he whispered, pulling me into his arms.

My body gave in then—tears spilling, hands gripping his shirt. “I was so scared,” I managed to say, voice breaking.

“I know,” he murmured, holding me tighter. “You’re okay. You’re safe now. I’ve got you.”

The members gathered close, quietly forming a wall around us. The noise of the hallway faded until it was just his heartbeat under my ear and the sound of my own breathing finally slowing.

For now—just for now—I felt safe again.

The morning light crept through the hotel curtains the next day, soft and muted—the kind that usually meant calm. But calm felt foreign to me now.

I woke to the sound of faint voices outside the room and the soft hum of the air conditioner. My body ached, not from the concert, but from the lingering tension that hadn't quite left after the events from last night.

Seungcheol was sitting by the window of our new room, his phone pressed to his ear, speaking quietly as to not wake me. His tone was measured, but I could hear the worry and the exhaustion behind it. When his eyes met mine, his voice softened immediately.

"She's awake," he said to the phone. "I'll update you later."

He crossed the room quickly towards my side after hanging up the call, sitting down slowly. "Hey, darling."

"How are you feeling?" He asked, moving to take a piece of my hair out of my face.

"Tired," I admitted. "But okay now."

He nodded, a small reassuring smile in his face. "You don't have to talk about anything right now, okay? I just want you to...rest."

But rest felt like something that was impossible for me to do at the moment. The images, the sounds, that man's voice—they lingered somewhere every time that I close my eyes. So, I reached for his hand instead.

"Was it all handled?"

"Yeah," he said, voice low. "Security and the police took care of everything. The guy's in custody."

I exhaled shakily, relief mixing with dread. "Does the company know?"

"They do," he said with a sigh, squeezing my hands gently. "They've been calling since early morning. Managers want to meet with us as soon as land back."

The mention of "meetings" made my stomach twist. I knew what that mean—statements, PR control, silence.

By the time the plane touched down in Seoul, the adrenaline had long worn off. All that remained was exhaustion — the kind that settled deep in the bones.

The members moved quietly through the airport, heads down, faces hidden beneath caps and masks. Even so, flashes of cameras still found their way through the crowd barriers. The incident in Fukuoka had already leaked — twisted headlines and half-true details scattered across social media overnight.

“Let’s get to the vans,” one of the managers said firmly. “No stopping.”

Seungcheol’s hand brushed against mine briefly as we walked, a silent reassurance before he moved ahead to help the others.

By the time we reached the dorms, the sky was already turning gray with dawn. Everyone looked drained. The managers told us to rest before heading into the company later that afternoon.

I didn’t sleep.

Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the open suitcase, the shadow in the room, the moment everything tilted into fear.

When I stepped into the living room, Seungcheol was already there — hoodie pulled up, coffee untouched in his hands. He looked up when he saw me.

“You should’ve slept,” I said softly.

“So should you,” he replied, managing a tired smile.

He set the mug down and stood, wrapping me in his arms. For a while, neither of us spoke — we didn’t need to. His heartbeat was steady against my ear, grounding me in a way nothing else could.

By the time the company called for an emergency meeting that evening, exhaustion had settled deep in my bones. Seungcheol sat beside me at the long conference table, his hands folded tightly in his lap. Across from us sat four executives — the same faces we’d dealt with since our dating confirmation in 2022.

They looked at us the same way they always did: polite smiles, eyes sharp with calculation.

One of them finally spoke. “We’re relieved you’re both safe, first and foremost. But we need to talk about how this incident is being handled publicly. There’s growing concern from sponsors and fans.”

Seungcheol exhaled slowly. “Concern about what, exactly? That someone broke into our room?”

“It’s not that simple,” another executive said carefully. “The timing of this… and the way the footage is circulating online — it’s reignited public conversation about your relationship. The optics aren’t ideal.”

“The optics,” I repeated under my breath, my patience thinning. “I was attacked, and you’re worried about optics?”

The room went still.

“Ivy,” one of them said, tone soft but firm, “we understand what you went through. But we have to consider how this affects both your public image and the group’s stability.”

I straightened in my chair. “My public image doesn’t matter more than my safety. Or his. Or any of my members.” I nodded toward Seungcheol. “We’ve both done everything you asked for since 2022 — kept things quiet, balanced the narrative, played by the rules. And yet people still found a way to twist it.”

Another manager tried to interject, but I didn’t stop.

“I’m not going to sit here and pretend this is just another scandal to ‘manage.’ You can’t keep asking us to separate our lives from the headlines when the headlines are what endanger us in the first place.”

Seungcheol placed his hand over mine under the table — silent, steady support.

“She’s right,” he said finally, his voice calm but heavy with conviction. “We’ve stayed professional. We’ve stayed respectful. And still, every time something happens, you treat us like liabilities instead of people.”

The head executive sighed. “We’re not trying to control your relationship, Seungcheol. We just need to protect—”

“Then protect us,” he interrupted. “Not by hiding us, not by pretending this didn’t happen, but by standing behind us when it does.”

Silence followed — long, uncomfortable silence. I could feel every pair of eyes flicking between us, trying to measure how far we’d go.

Finally, I spoke again, quieter this time but firm. “We’re not asking for permission to exist together. We’re asking you something that we have promised when we confirmed our relationship to the public, and that is to trust that we can love each other and still do our jobs. That shouldn’t be controversial.”

One of the younger managers looked down, the tension in his jaw softening just slightly.

“We’ll… discuss this internally,” the head executive said at last. “For now, rest. We’ll handle the media and update you both tomorrow.”

That was the closest thing to agreement we were going to get.

That night, our shared home was quiet. The members had gone home after the long flight, and the building felt too still, too fragile.

We sat together on the couch, both of us wrapped in silence for a while. The city lights outside flickered through the window, pale against the darkness.

“They’re scared,” Seungcheol said eventually. “Of losing control. Of letting us decide for ourselves.”

“Then maybe it’s time they realize they already lost that control,” I murmured.

He smiled faintly, his thumb brushing against my hand. “You were amazing in there, you know that?”

“I just said what you would’ve said if I hadn’t beaten you to it.”

He laughed softly, the sound easing something in my chest.

Then, quieter: “I don’t care what they say. I’m not going anywhere.”

I leaned into him, resting my head against his shoulder. “Neither am I.”

Outside, the cold wind swept across Seoul’s skyline — the kind that hinted at change.

And for once, it didn’t scare me.

𓂃🖊 NOTE: This work was a very heavy one. As mentioned above, there would be another work posted on the aftermath which will be a little bit more lighthearted than this writing. Please take care of yourself always and much love!

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DESCRIPTION: Take a glimpse into Ivy’s relationship and dynamics with the Hip-Hop Unit.

⁀➴ IVYLAND MASTERLIST NEXT STOP ⟶ Vocal Unit Relationship | Performance Unit Relationship

────  SHIP NAME: SEUNGCHEOL + IVY = CHEOLVY

Popularity: 100% Relationship Type: Romantic ♡

Ivy: “Does my hair look okay?” Scoups: “Your hair, your face, everything—you look perfect.”

⸝⸝ DYNAMIC — From their time in Melona Prison to now, the bond between S.Coups and Ivy has always carried a certain weight—noticeable to anyone who looked closely. Their admiration for each other’s dedication to SEVENTEEN grew quietly over time, until it was clear that friendship alone couldn’t contain what they felt. S.Coups held back, afraid that confessing might change everything between them, but it was Ivy who finally broke the silence and took the first step. Once they became official, their relationship blossomed. They no longer hid the affection that had been simmering beneath the surface—subtle touches, lingering glances, and the kind of closeness that made it obvious how much they meant to each other. While they still guard their relationship carefully, little traces slip out in behind-the-scenes clips or soft interactions on social media. As the oldest members, they share the responsibility of leading and protecting their group, but with each other, they allow themselves to be vulnerable. They rarely clash, choosing instead to work through disagreements before the day ends, often with quiet talks that deepen their bond. Their love is steady and unshakable, marked by small, thoughtful gestures—whether it’s a carefully chosen gift or a surprise act of care on an ordinary day. Above all, they are each other’s anchor, finding comfort in the balance they’ve built together.

────  SHIP NAME: WONWOO + IVY = WONVY

Popularity: 58% Relationship Type: Platonic ☆

Ivy: “So what’s our counterattack?” Wonwoo: “Pretend to be clueless. Then flip the game.”

⸝⸝ DYNAMIC — Their pairing is somewhat underrated, with few of their antics ever caught on camera, yet they are incredibly close. When Ivy first joined training for SEVENTEEN’s debut, Wonwoo wasn’t sure how to approach her. For nearly a month, their interactions were limited to polite bows and brief nods of acknowledgment. That changed one late night when Wonwoo, heading back from practice, found Ivy on the dorm rooftop. There, the two opened up for the first time, sharing stories from before their trainee days and talking about their dreams for the future. From that night on, they found comfort in each other’s quiet presence. On screen, especially during variety shows or Going Seventeen, they’re often seen as the quiet masterminds—teaming up to outwit Jeonghan and S.Coups just for the fun of it. Despite their reserved nature, they become fiercely competitive when paired together, particularly in video games, where Wonwoo often coaches Ivy. Their relationship thrives in those understated moments: sitting side by side in silence, whispering plans for pranks, or plotting the perfect strategy to win a round of Mafia.

────  SHIP NAME: MINGYU + IVY = GYUVY

Popularity: 83% Relationship Type: Platonic ☆

Seungkwan: “Mingyu spilled juice on himself again.” Mingyu: “Don’t believe him, noona! He’s exaggerating!” Ivy: “So…it’s true.”

⸝⸝ DYNAMIC: Their pairing is fairly popular among Caratland. Mingyu was one of the first to approach Ivy when she officially began training for SEVENTEEN’s debut. After being scolded by S.Coups for being late to school, she often drove Mingyu, Seungkwan, and Dino with her car to make sure they arrived on time. Mingyu quickly became a constant presence by her side in the kitchen, eager to learn the Italian dishes she knew so well. Whenever the members teased him, Mingyu would jokingly run to Ivy for backup. Beyond their playful bond, the two also share a love for outdoor activities, often spotted by fans hiking, jogging, or cycling together. Ivy grew close to Mingyu’s family as well, frequently spending time with his parents or sister. Like with her other members, she remains fiercely protective of him—going as far as calling out so-called “fans” who crossed boundaries by following him to private schedules or disturbing him during their lives. At their core, Mingyu and Ivy admire each other’s craft deeply, and they never hesitate to voice their support for one another.

────  SHIP NAME: VERNON + IVY = NONVY

Popularity: 66% Relationship Type: Platonic ☆

Vernon: “Okay, but this is insane. You should open a restaurant.” Ivy: “Then who would cook for you?” Vernon: “Fair point.”

⸝⸝ DYNAMIC — Like Wonwoo and Ivy, they are often underrated but share a very close bond. When Ivy first joined, it took Vernon a few days to approach her, but once he did, he immediately asked about her life in Italy and what she had done before becoming a trainee. As part of the maknae line, Vernon quickly became like a little brother to Ivy. She was very fond of him and often doted on him, charmed by his doll-like appearance. Vernon, in turn, would frequently visit Ivy’s shoots whenever he was free, tagging along as her ‘personal assistant’ or even her bodyguard. Ivy has said she especially loves cooking for Vernon because of his lively reactions—and also because, as The8 once mentioned in ‘In The Soop,’ he would otherwise survive on nothing but toasted bread. Vernon looks up to Ivy and often seeks her advice, enjoying their deep and meaningful conversations. Ivy has also credited him with keeping her up to date on new trends and slang whenever fans asked how she stays so current. Overall, their dynamic is built on mutual admiration and a deep sense of trust that allows them to be vulnerable with each other without fear of judgment.

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SEVENTEEN's SCOUPS and IVY Stirs Engagement Rumors After Trip in Hawaii

What are your thoughts?

SEVENTEEN’s SCOUPS and IVY became the trending topic after rumors of their engagement during their recent trip to Hawaii alongside their fellow member, Mingyu.

SEVENTEEN's SCOUPS, MINGYU, and IVY / Instagram

The couple first sparked dating rumours in April 2021 and confirmed their relationship on their respective Instagram accounts on January 1, 2022. They confirmed that they have been dating since 2017 and have continued to stay strong to this day.

In 2025, fans are eagerly anticipating when this beloved couple will get engaged after nine wonderful years together. With fans posting in different social media platforms with questions as to when the couple would finally be wed.

— IVYWORLDWIDE (@/ivyww_95) February 14, 2025

— cheolvy (@/cheolvynation95) February 14, 2025

— 🍒 (@/coupshttp) February 14, 2025

Recently, the couple took a trip to Hawaii with their fellow member Mingyu, and fans have been sharing their interactions with the three idols throughout the trip. Under Ivy’s Instagram posts, many fans have commented and discussed their experiences with the idol and her significant other.

One particular comment on Ivy’s latest Instagram post has caught the attention of fans and sparked rumors about their engagement.

“so I might or might not have come across Ivy and Scoups at the beach and she may or may not have a (BEAUTIFUL AND SHINY) ring on her ring finger!!” — (@/coupsppangppang) July 6, 2025

To which another fan replied to the comment with their own interaction with the couple, wherein they also noticed the noticeable ring on the Idol's ring finger.

“GIRL OMG FR !! I came across them as well and said hi and i am 100% sure that it is an engagement was literally shining fr. AND the whole time that me and Ivy was conversing about food scoups was just there looking at IVY like WAS I INTERRUPTING SOMETHING T-T but they were both just glowing like omg!!” — (@/ivymybeloved) July 7, 2025

Many believe that Scoups might have proposed on the beach, as Ivy previously stated in an interview that her dream is to be engaged by the ocean during a sunset.

Neither Ivy nor Scoups has confirmed the engagement, and their company, PLEDIS ENTERTAINMENT is yet released a statement addressing the speculation.

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[+82] Are they really engaged? Wow...

[+82] I'm jealous of Ivy really.....

[+82] I'm curious about her engagement ring now lol

[+1] All the best wishes to them! They're such a beautiful couple.

[+1] I don't know who to be jealous of tbh scoups or ivy?

[+63] CHEOLVY ENGAGED OMG??????????

[+82] she's gonna ruin his career

[+63] watch ivy shut down all the haters with her post confirming their engagement lolllll

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DORIDORIJAMJAM get u a woman who can be both cute and hot at the same time SCOUPS U LUCK MF!!!!!

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sebongs_world a day in the life of ivy with her chaotic bf and son

ivyluvr BODY TEA EVEN FROM THE BACK

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⤷ junnieboo if I see ivy irl i would def faint ⤷ forkwannie the beach air doesn't affect ivy i just know it

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࣪ ִֶָ☾. ──────── WRITINGS

DESCRIPTION ─ Take a glimpse into the past and the future of Ivy's life. [Locate the series of writings from full-length to short ones here. Series, One-Shots, Drabbles, Requests, etc. in IVYLAND]

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[One-shot] Inkigayo Charm

⌯⌲ After coming back from a bathroom break, Ivy comes back with a handful of the famous Inkigayo sandwich, unaware of an additional ingredient placed inside it.

Inside the Shadows ― 2024

⌯⌲ [PART 1] Ivy knew she’d be in the spotlight as the only female in a mostly male group. While many watched her closely, there were only a few who tried to go beyond and follow her even in her private times. One individual, hidden in the shadows, seemed ready to risk everything to get closer than anyone else—closer than she ever expected.

Padaba Taka (Coming Soon!) ― 2025

⌯⌲ The Philippines feels like a distant home for Ivy. She spent time there with her parents and her father's family before moving back to Italy. Remarkably, she remembers everything about the country— the language (Tagalog), the food, and the mannerisms—though she's never shown them to anyone in her current life.

❤︎ CHEOLVY

[Series] Love Story

⌯⌲ The love story of Scoups and Ivy unfolds like a captivating fairytale, filled with whimsical moments and tender memories. It beautifully captures their journey, highlighting the small yet significant instances that deepened their bond, painting a picture of love that is magical and enduring.

[One-shot] To love and to be in love ― 2025

⌯⌲ In their supposed individual journey through uncertainty, they meet one another. Walking side-by-side, hand-in-hand with a smile in their faces even with the amount of weight in their shoulders.

[Series] CheolVy in Hawaii (Coming Soon!) ― 2025

⌯⌲ A series of writings of CheolVy's moments for their trip in Hawaii (feat. Mingyu, their golden-retriever like son)