#ryeji fic

INFINITO PARTICULAR

🔞 ITZY - Hwang Yeji/Shin Ryujin - 5223 words 🔞

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Yeji starts slow, lazy. The fingers on Ryujin’s stomach grow legs and learn intent, walking themselves across the exposed patch of skin with purpose. Her head slowly drifts up, off Ryujin’s chest, before spelunking into the crevice of her neck and shoulder. It’s an easy adjustment, one that makes Ryujin tilt her head back on reflex alone. She lives there for a bit, covering the smaller girl like a blanket, before she goes further with her plan. A swift kiss to her neck and an even faster response from Ryujin – the smallest, slightest of hitches in her breath. Yeji notices because she notices everything about Ryujin. She kisses her again, this time transitioning the kiss into the brush and nuzzle of her nose against the skin of her neck. Yeji feels it in Ryujin’s stomach this time, the small tense and hardening of it before it relaxes. But she doesn’t let it relax for long. Her fingers cross the boundary of Ryujin’s shirt to the cool skin beneath it. Her nails walk along the pavement of her torso, leaving shivers as footsteps in their wake. Her lips grow more daring, her kisses more forceful, her tongue and teeth joining in as reinforcements on the assault on Ryujin’s neck. “Yeddeong…” “Yes, Ryuddaeng?” The last part of her name comes out as a hot breath, causing Ryujin to shudder beneath the feeling. “What’re you doing?”

🔞 shin ryujin x hwang yeji

Yeji is warm, and Ryujin knows she still hasn’t woken up completely. She yawns, her little dragon tooth, as Ryujin likes to call it, peeking out behind her lip. She has the urge to kiss, to touch, to love. Yeji just evokes an uncontrollable fondness inside her.

Instead of putting all her messy, half-baked thoughts into words, she leans down and kisses the older girl’s jaw before trailing down.

“Mmh,” Yeji’s low and gravelly morning voice makes heat shoot down between Ryujin’s legs. “Morning,”

“Morning,” she returns, angling her head up to capture her lips. Yeji smiles into the kiss, and it makes Ryujin’s heart want to burst.

a bounty hunters ryeji au [M]

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It’s a simple concept. Like lightning finding its way to hit the ground, or air on its way to inflate the lungs. Why would anything take the hard way when an easier alternative exists? 

If nature can take the easy road, then why can’t Ryujin? 

She left once, what’s another time going to do - Make Chaeryeong think less of her? She already does. Sneaking away the day after the woman’s twentieth birthday tends to ruin any sort of good light or image she’d fostered.

It would be so easy to leave again, it would take practically nothing for her feet to get moving, just a few seconds and she wouldn’t be inside the bar anymore. She wouldn’t have to face Chaeryeong and whatever might come from seeing her again. 

So why does it feel like her feet are bolted down to the floor? 

choreographer yeji x actress ryujin, angst & smut, friends to strangers to ???? to lovers | word count: 43,488 total/???? 🔞

“Let me,” Yeji murmurs, and Ryujin does. Her hand makes its way down Ryujin’s body until it’s slipping into her shorts. Meanwhile, she worms her other arm under her side and reaches around. Then, Yeji is pressing two fingers against Ryujin’s clit over her damp underwear and massaging her chest at the same time. A small, choked sound comes unbidden, despite the way she’s digging her teeth into her lower lip in an attempt to stay quiet. “Let me hear you,” Yeji whispers, and Ryujin does.  She lets out a low groan as Yeji begins to rub her fingers back and forth. Another as she continues to play with her nipple. Ryujin is pushing her chest forward into Yeji’s touch, rocking her hips, grasping at the couch. It feels good, but it’s not enough. She needs to be filled, needs Yeji to fuck her like she usually does. The slow, almost tender way she’s moving her fingers combined with the way her lips continue to brush against her ear is filling Ryujin with this worrying, fluttery feeling that needs to stop. She needs it to be replaced with pure, fiery, mind-melting pleasure. Ryujin doesn’t want to ask for more. She worries that if she does, Yeji will finally realize just how much she gives and just how much Ryujin takes. But then, Yeji’s hand is slipping into her underwear, and her fingers are pressing against her clit, and Ryujin is moaning, high and full.

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ryujin x yeji

hi there!! :D wanted to wish all of my fellow beautiful lesbians a (late) happy international day, so just wrote something v very quickly

yeah, the title is from chappell’s hot to go BUT! the story has picture you’s vibes. so it’s kinda sad?? hope u enjoy it tho <3 it’s a tiny thing to actually overcome my little situationship lmaooo (help

ryujin and yeji’s relationship is really, really hard to define. well, it depends on which one of them you ask about it, and how much they are willing to share. yeji, is extremely direct about it, it hurts, at least to ryujin. she, on the other hand, doesn’t express herself and bottles up lots and lots of emotions, even the ones she has reserved for yeji.

ryujin is used to it, doesn’t bother her their different takes on their relationship, not that she is certain about yeji’s, but knows it doesn’t match hers. neither she knew what she wanted, so she didn’t want to project her insecurities and emotional blocks on yeji’s way of living life. she just does anything she wants to, not questions asked. sometimes, no thoughts even before doing anything at all. putting her life in danger just for the sake of having fun, hanging out or hooking up. ryujin obviously knew it, and had bad headaches because of it, but still was by her side, accompanied by plenty of gasps and looks at her that should mean she’s scolding her.

to put it simple, ryujin is in the process to open herself to love, to let someone get into the unconformity that is getting under her skin, which had plenty layers to it, so many obstacles she knows she isn’t worth the try to show her vulnerability, to let it just be uncovered. one of them was hwang yeji, since she was taking too much space over ryujin’s being. it burnt and made her melt until she got stuck on the floor, no possibility of ever going forward.

most of her friends never got her, never understood the reason why she didn’t just tell her, feeling they really matched each other, so much they felt like a soft rush of water blending. they didn’t understand that’d cause a big loss, a presence she didn’t want to regret leaving behind in a few years or even before they could get to be something.

yeji is not interested in having a relationship right now, doesn’t want to commit to having one, but does hang up with men for a bit, seeing if she likes them enough to be with them for the night. ryujin knew that, and it didn’t hurt her feelings that she did, the situation reflecting itself why they wouldn’t work, at least not now. they’re not on the same page at all, and that scares the shit out of her. if in the future, for some reason, they end up together, she wants to meet her standards. not that they’re ridiculously high, assuming for the people she meets with, but because ryujin wants to give her all.

it’s dumb and cheesy. she supposedly knows that there isn’t a perfect state of being oneself to be allowed to be loved, she knows that. she knows that people grow because they’re around others, she knows she might be deserving of love just because of the way she is, and it shouldn’t be an issue that she hasn’t met a version of herself she likes enough. it isn’t that she put her life on pause, but because she never really got to start it.

she doesn’t want to halt her careless ways of being, which gives her freedom to be herself. she doesn’t want to not let her grow, she supposes. even though that doesn’t mean she had, on some occasions, her hopes up or took off her inhibitions just to be with her for a bit, even if it meant nothing between them too.

they have kissed, for a short time and a simple brush of their lips in a party, under the premise of a joke, or just for the alcohol. nothing serious. they slept together the same night, yeji in ryujin’s arms, her heart almost ceasing to work. it was a tiny sofa, if someone could call it that, that even one person would sleep really uncomfortable, their limbs not having enough space to stretch. but still, yeji insisted on them sleeping together, saying it out loud in front of all the people.

at that moment, they were practically one. when yeji laughed, ryujin could feel the vibrations of it in her back. ryujin had problems sleeping, and that night was not different but for another motive. she was pressed behind yeji, and therefore her arms didn’t have enough space to lay down, so after hours and hours of changing her position, she decided the only way she could finally sleep was to hug yeji. to put one of her arms below her, and hold her close to her, so that’s exactly what she did.

a hunger games ryeji au

The memories came in brief flashes that were too fast to capture properly. Falling to the forest floor while intercepting an arrow. A knife slicing into her shoulder. Scrambling to tackle someone to the floor of a cave. Her arm trembling under the weight of a limp body.

And all of a sudden, Yeji knew. The pang of dread that filled her was almost painful, like her body was actively protesting against the weight of the conclusion she had just drawn.

Ryujin.

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