#sunshine dancer

Today is a normal day of 10,000 years Equestria. Sunshine as always walking around the castle in the evening and enjoying the boring peace, the city of Canterlot at night brilliantly and never stopped the splendid light but could not compare to the sky that Luna created.

Immerse yourself in my reminiscent and your lonely castle. Shine has long been reduced to the castle that it is almost abandoned without the surrounding storage. The world was peaceful and she was only there as a historical artifact of the past, an artifact that was always like that never changed as if it was obvious.

Smiling Smile SHINE Waiting for Nightmare to visit her, student Emily is probably enjoying Hearth's Warming with her family, Jynes and Flurry Heart may be busy with her crystal horses. In the end, only her is free now.

"I wish someone came to visit me" she secretly wished and Boom Discord aka was a funny adoptive father who kidnapped a Unicorn baby from another time to her tonight.

"Sat" a purple unicorn falling on her muzzle. Shine was not startled to know all the tricks of Discord for thousands of years. She reached out to support the small horse and frowned. 'Perhaps he was excited to kidnap my mother from other timeline ????' However, when looking back at Shine realized this could be something new.

The young Unicorn looked at Alicorn with big eyes with glittering eyes, a small clogged nail touching the nose of Shine "Boop". At that time, both of them giggled.

"It seems that you are more interesting than I think, a nephew of Sombra and my mom from another universe and my grandchild, Luster Shine" Alicorn put Luster Shine down the castle's balcony carpet.

Luster Shine looked down at the city with sparkling eyes and then turned to look at the sky and then ran around the study of Alicorn. "Alicorn! Big! City! Sparkling! The sky is sparkling !!"

"Holly, a more Twilight, here the small horse of the aunt, I have this for me" Sundancer uses the magic to pull out a book of thick astronomy and put it down next to Luster. Unicorn's small eyes glowed brightly when he saw such a big book, bigger than himself and thick.

Luster Shine eagerly read the book when Sundancer lies beside him. Looking at the grandchild like a black hole that is eager to laugh without laughing when remembering her student's student. "I guess that becoming an expensive aunt is also a good idea for this life.

.Just like that for many hours has passed until a portal opened, Sunshine knew it was time for Luster Shine to go home, the younger sister and other mother from another universe would be panicked. "Unfortunately, I can't afford to see more interesting things, it's time to come back and my dear." Luster Shine seems to look back at Alicorn and then look at the book weighing 10 kg "I am a Twilight Mini, I can take it as long as I can explain to Rosa Flare about its origin".

Luster Shine looked back at the book again because it seemed very expensive and precious. "Peace of mind is that there are many of her past copies, just as if this is a gift of her meeting," Shine winked at Luster and she responded with a bright smile.

"It's to late, goodnight my little Shiny~" Shine used the magic of closing Luster and the book, kissing the small Unicorn's forehead and then bringing the child back to bed via the information portal, as soon as the child returned to the bed portal.

Behind Sundancer, a gate from the dream realm to the space and step out none other than the massive shape of Nightmare Knight. "See who had a happy night ~"

"Yeah, I thought you forgot this younger sister," Shine replied with a fake indifferent look and turned to smile at Nightmare.

"So who is my special guest? Long time no see you laugh like that.

."A very special guest ~ that you will meet in the future" Shine said in a mysterious voice

"I look forward to it" Nightmare giggled

"So ... Do you have any idea about going out through some other universes?"

"Pretty good but how?"

"I don't know but we will study the magic mirror of Star Swirl after" Sunshine signaled for Nightmare to follow, he shrugged and followed Shine to end a complete night when the sun Celestia gradually appeared at the end of the horizon.

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Sundancer or Sunshine Dancer are the daughter of MoonDan and Twilight in other times. Thang Thien ruled Equestria 10,000 after Celestia and Luna became the sun and the moon. In this Au took place during the stream of war with the crystal empire, Sundancer replaced the position of Twilight but went in another direction after defeating Sombra.

Luster Shine is the granddaughter of Sombra and Twilight, her mother, Moonlight Blizz/ Rosa Flare, hid in a remote area in Equestria, married to Ashley Bookworms. There was also an older brother named Ambrose and a younger brother Crescent was now independent

Yoongi X Reader 

Cause I can’t take the weight of your love (in progress)

1 Cause I can’t take the weight of your love

2 I hope I never lose the bruises that you left behind

3 Forever

Namjoon X Reader

Only Fools Fall for you (in progress)

1 Just Namjoon

2 Both. RM and Namjoon. 

3 I know that you’re the Feeling that I’m missing

4 Someone to You

5 You’re the Sunflower 

6 No more playin’ cool tonight

7 Do you stay when it all goes, or will I wake up alone?

Hoseok X Reader

Sunshine Dancer (in progress)

1 Kitchen Dancer 

2 Two Dancers

3 Kitchen Dancer 2.0

4 Can’t Help Myself

5 Say my name and everything just stops

6 Pull me closer, cause I changed my mind

Jin X Reader

Would you like to have some Ramyeon? (in progress)

1 Kimchi Stew and Japchae

Jimin X Reader 

Does it even matter? (Complete)

Platonic SugaXJ-Hope (Sope)

Friends to lovers; dancer!hoseok x dance enthusiast!reader; living togethr as friends; life long friends; approx 1k words

Pls tell me what you think!

Part: 1. 2. 3. 4. ...

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You couldnt even remember a time without Hobi in your life. He had always been there right by your side. Your sunshine. Your hope. You had known each other since first grade, you think. Sitting next to each other in the first row, by the window. Spending just as much time laughing as you did learning, if not more. Sometimes a nuisance to the teachers, but always an entertainment for yourselves. How happy you were when both of you discovered your passion for dancing. You had been unstoppable.

And then high school was over. He got into the dance academy he had dreamt of, you had decided on a more realistic path and decided to start working instead of going to university. So you took over some of the work in your family’s bookstore, a calm and lovely job. Just unfortunately far away from Hobi’s new life as star student of the dance academy.

You see each other every now and then. You originally planned to meet every week, but his school is hard. And your work takes up time. So it turned more into trying to meet every month. You lived like this for two years. Missing your sunshine every day, trying to occupy yourself with work, dancing in your free time. He told you he felt the same. Lonely but trying to concentrate on his dance. On what he loves.

Two years after High school you decide to move. You’ve had your entry into the work life, you have experience and you need to see at least some more of the world. As soon as you tell Hobi he is inviting you to move in with him for the time being. “Just until you can find and afford your own place.” he says. So you go, you move, to a new town, unfamiliar except for the familiarity of your best friend.

It doesnt take long for you to get into a rythm together. You work during the days, he goes to school during the days. If he has a show, you show up. Youre his loudest supporter and he is always proud to have you in his corner. Every weekend you go out, and you dance. Be it at a normal club or at one of his dance friends’ parties. You never lost your passion for dance, you just shoved it in the background.

But on those nights, you two light up the room. Both of you are amazing dancers, Hobi polished in the technique from the academy but this isnt ballet, its not rules. Just dancing. And the energy of the two of you together is astounding.

As you wake up one morning, the sun shining in your face through a gap in the curtains, you hear music from the kitchen. You smile, checking the time and trying to get yourself to actually leave the comfort of your bed. You have two hours before work, so you decide to get up. After getting into something more presentable than your pajamas you trot into the kitchen while putting your hair up into a bun, trying to calm the wild mess of bedhead.

“Ah, finally! You also deign to grace me with your presence, princess.” He smiles widely, and illuminated by the sun through the window, you’re reminded of why your family still calls him “your sunshine”.

“It’s 8am, so you can shut right up. I am awake at a normal people time, you know? Since I dont go to 5am practise I get to enjoy my life.” you shoot back, noting his damp hair and the fact that he’s only wearing pajama pants, his usual post-practise look. You sit down at the kitchen table with some tea, trying to wake up. Behind you, you hear him hum and dance along to the music playing from the speakers.

You suddenly feel hands on your neck, slowly massaging it. As you set down your mug, you cant help but let out a soft moan, you hadnt realized how stiff your neck was. You lean into the touch. Somehow dancers know how to massage Anything. Your eyes closed, your mouth hanging slightly open, you enjoy his massage for a few minutes until he suddenly stops. As you turn to voice your complaint you see Hobi grin at you. “I didnt realize you would make those sounds for me, sleepyhead.” Your eyes widen in shock as you try to reach to slap him. But he already wizzes back into the kitchen and into the safety of whatever he was fixing before. He laughs at your reactions but doesnt say anything more. So you decide to leave it at that aswell. You continue your tea an try to shut the thoughts about his little comment out of your head.

On your way to refill your tea, Hoseok pulls you into an inpromptu waltz in the kitchen. Caught off guard, you step on his foot and he yelps in pain. “What happened? Did you forget everything we learned? Please dont break me.” he says, already over the “pain” as he gives up on the dancing and instead turns to refill your tea for you. You just roll your eyes at him, laughing at his acted agony and turn to take some breakfast, now that youve managed to wake up properly. Only to find an outstretched hand with a plate laden full of your favourite breakfast. So thats what he had been working on in the kitchen.

“Uh, Thank you, Hobi. But… why? What occasion deserves this lovely treatment by my favourite man?”

He laughs: “I am glad to hear that I am your favourite man. And thats the occasion as well, I guess. I just thought I would use the time I had while you were being lazy.. To show you that I appreciate you. My favourite woman.” A small pause and a small chuckle. He continues: “I am happy to have you in my life again, properly now. I am glad you moved in here and that we spend so much time together now. I wouldnt want it any other way. So dont worry if you cant find a place any time soon, you can stay here as long as necessary.”

Part: 1. 2. 3. 4. ....

Song for this one is „New Religion“ by The Helldaze

Enjoy 😊

The next morning you wake up even before your alarm, the sun shining straight in your eyes, almost blinding at 7am. You groan, already too awake to fall back asleep. After a few minutes of trying to find a way to lie in bed without having the sun in your eyes you just sit up, your phone in your hand. There’s only a few notifications, but one catches your eye: “You have a new Match!” from tinder… Opening the app you see a message too. The match is… Hoseok. And he already sent you a message: “See you at my place, Gorgeous ;)” and a gif of two people dancing together seductively.

You just roll your eyes. Why is he always joking around like this? The girlfriend nicknames you’re used to by now, but that text isn’t even nice from your best friend.

You decide to get up and have some tea, there’s no chance of going back to sleep anyways.

Dressed in nothing but a long dress shirt you find some music to put on the speakers, now that you have the place to yourself. A few seconds later one of your current favourites starts blaring through the flat as you throw open the kitchen window, letting in some warm, summer air.

*Watching you dancing in the kitchen;

I could call you my new religion;

You’re waking me up in the morning;

You’re waking me up in the morning, yea*

The song’s energy immediately catches your heart. You just woke up, but music is a better wake up call than anything else. You start singing along, at first lightly dancing through the room, your tea already forgotten. It’s not long before you start full on jumping around, the grin on your face so wide it’s almost painful. Taking a breath, you decide to put the song on repeat, you need this mood for as long as possible after that weirdness happened with Hobi last night.

After a few repeats of the song you start to slow down, only bopping along to the beat as you actually start fixing breakfast. As you set down your cereal, you can’t help but start dancing again, twirling and overacting the “moves” already exhausting yourself before the day has even properly started. You eyes closed you don’t notice a figure emerging from Hobi’s bedroom. He is rubbing his eyes, obviously awoken by your early bird party.

With one last spin, you finish the song, stopping perfectly on the last beat and opening your eyes, only to find Hoseok right in front of you.

“You know I love getting woken up by half naked beautiful girls dancing in my kitchen but not this early?” He grins mischievously before his face is distorted by a big yawn.

“I thought you were still out.” you reply, immediately turning away and moving towards your phone and breakfast. You turn down the music and switch to a playlist instead of the one song on the repeat. You’re embarrassed, not knowing how to act after last night and whatever that tinder message was supposed to mean. So you just have breakfast, scrolling through your phone and lightly bopping along to the songs in the background.

After fixing himself a coffee, you feel hobi coming up behind you, his hand soon lightly massaging your neck. Your eyes losing focus, your whole body concentrates just on that little touch. Leaning into it, you close your eyes, letting your head lull forwards to give him better access.

As he speaks, you can hear a smile in his voice: “Are you jealous? Or why would you superlike me and then just be so curt when I left my date to be here with you.”

“How would I know you left your date to be here, I haven’t seen you since you practically ran from me out the door last night. And I don’t care what you do and with whom. I’m your roommate and that’s it.” You don’t even know why you’re getting so agitated. He really left his date last night just to come home to you? You feel a small pinch in your heart.

But no, you two are friends. He’s just joking with you. Like he has been for years.

At your words, his hand freezes on your neck.

Suddenly he is right in front of you, kneeling down to be on eye level with you, your chin in his hand as he pulls you to face him.

“You know you mean more than a roommate to me. And I’m sorry for running out on you like that last night. I didn’t know how to deal with what happened at the studio.” His thumb caressing your jaw, his eyes shining with something you can’t interpret as anything other than love, you can’t help but smile at him. Your sunshine, your beautiful Hoseok.

Your phone starts blaring your alarm tone, brutally interrupting the moment. Hobi laughs, rolling his eyes out of your view, his cheeks slightly flushed.

Done glaring at your phone, you turn back to him, only to find him smiling at his phone, standing behind the kitchen aisle. As per usual, the sun itself seems to be his ally, as he is perfectly illuminated, every inch of his chiseled torso basically glowing. You can’t help but stare.

After a few seconds of turning your rational brain back on you ask: “What’s the plan for today, sunshine? It’s saturday and great weather, anything you wanna do? I’m off work so I’m up for whatever.”

He looks up, locking eyes with you, he smiles. “I am skipping practise today, how about some shopping and some light day drinking in the park?”. He winks.

A laugh escapes your mouth. “Skipping practise, huh? Don’t you have a performance on Friday? How naughty!” you wiggle your eyebrows at him.

You don’t know what’s gotten into you…….

He suddenly starts coughing, choking on his coffee, his eyes big at your playful comment.

You quickly try to gloss it over: “Uh.. Wait… Let me just get dressed and we can get going. Let’s get some nice coffee in town and get shopping asap.” You look anywhere but his eyes as you hurriedly chug your tea and get up to change.

“I wouldn’t mind you wearing just that shirt, bright eyes.” He laughs, watching you hurry towards your room.

Your eyes widening, you remember what you’re wearing. One of His old shirts. And only underpants underneath. Your face gets hot and you just flee towards the safety of your room, his laugh, still interrupted by coughs, still sounding behind you as you slam the door closed, dropping to the floor. What just happened? Did you really just flirt with your best friend? And did he actually flirt back? Or was he just teasing you?

Chapter 6: Pull me closer, cause I changed my mind.

CW: Alcohol, some strong language, some sexual subjects

Masterlist here

It takes him a while to tear his eyes away from yours, instead trying to find his phone. As he picks it up, the ringing stops, the call already dropped. Smiling up at you, he opens his mouth, as if to say something, before being interrupted by the ringing, again. Laughing, you motion for him to pick up.

“Yes? Already here…… Great. Yea, I’ll buzz you in gimme a sec.”

It’s a very short call, his eyes never leaving you as he talks to his friend on the other end. The guys are early. For once. Of course, the one night where being late would be ok, or even good, that’s the one night were Jimin isn’t late. It almost feels like the universe is sabotaging your impure intentions. Hoseok moves towards the door, buzzing in his classmates and friends. In the meantime, you decide to pump up the music volume and get the guys their usual drinks ready, might as well make yourself useful while you wait for them to come up. The elevator is out of order and you live on the fourth floor, so you should have a few minutes.

*I wasn’t really sure about us But now I’m pretty sure about us Ooh, pull me closer Cause I changed my mind*

As you take some beers and ciders out of the fridge, the chorus of one of your favourite songs hits and you can’t help but swaying along, your eyes closed as you put down the drinks on a table. Suddenly, there’s hands on your hips, a forehead against yours, someone joining in your slow dance around the apartment. Your bodies pressed against each other, you can feel his breath against your skin, smelling the drinks he has already had as you wrap your arms around his neck, your hand in his hair. In time with the song lyrics, he pulls you closer, a small smile on his lips as he meets your eyes. You see the way his eyes flit between your eyes and your lips, the question almost audible. But before either one of you can actually make a move, Jimin and his friend Taehyung burst through the door, laughing and breathless, looking like they actually raced up the stairs.

“Oh! Is it finally happening? Y/n and Hobi? Friends to lovers? After all these years of pining?” Jimin laughs as the two of you rip apart as quick as lightning. Your eyes on your best friend, you ignore the younger man’s joke, just trying to figure out how to actually move on from what just *almost* happened. All of a sudden, Hoseok is refusing to meet your eyes, instead he barks out a laugh, greeting his friends as the rest of the group starts pouring in. “Just shut up and get your drinks, I wanna go out dancing and we all know you need some alcohol to actually function at a club.” He slaps Jimin’s shoulder, a bit too hard for it to be just friendly, his eyes confirming your suspicion. Hoseok is mad. And as soon as Jimin sees it, he turns to you, to where the drinks are, a mild panic now in his eyes.

All in all, there’s 6 friends other than you in Hobi’s closest friend group. There’s Jimin and Jungkook who go to the same programme as Hoseok does. They’re dancers. Then there’s Taehyung, as far as you know he’s an art student and Jimin’s best friend, so he always gets dragged along. He is sweet and quiet and seems sometimes overwhelmed by the energy of the dance-hoes (as they call themselves), while other times he just joins in, a giggly mess of shenanigans when he is the mood. Somehow, Hoseok met Namjoon, Jin and Yoongi, even though they run in very different circles. Namjoon a history major, Jin a professional chef and Yoongi a music producer in his first year out of Uni, they somehow ended up in this mess of a clique.

He obviously saw the shock on your face, quickly backpedaling from his more than flirty question.

“Yaa, I’m just joking, y/n. Don’t worry, our friendship means too much to me to risk it with stupid ideas like that. Come on, have you forgotten how to take a joke?” His hand rubbing the back of his head, he turns away from you, hiding the pain in his eyes.

Your heart drops, of course it’s not worth risking your friendship. Why would you ever consider anything else? Today has your mind warped somehow. The smiles, the handholding, you do all that with your female friends, why would it suddenly mean something else with him?

You shake your head, letting out a small laugh, you´re laughing at your own stupidity.

You decide to ignore the awkwardness between the two of you, grabbing his hand, just to prove a point, and dragging him on through the store.

He seems to share your attitude towards the subject, aggressively ignoring it and going back to how you acted towards each other before his comment.

And so the day continues, shop to shop, a cafe in between, just a guy and a girl, being friends, holding hands. No romance whatsoever.

The day flies by like that, and in no time, it’s evening, both of you laden with shopping bags, you make your way back home for some dinner.

“Don’t worry, I’ll cook us something good and then we can just spend the rest of the evening on the couch, with whatever show you want.” Hobi says, noting how you wince as you sit down, your back sore from carrying a bag full of books, the dumbest decision you made today being going to the bookstore first. You’ve been carrying what feels like 3 tons of books for hours now, it’s taken its toll.

You’ve barely taken off your shoes as you already collapse on the couch, your shopping just strewn somewhere in the general direction of your room.

You spread across the whole couch, your eyes closed and your tongue hanging out of your mouth overdramatically. You hear him walk across the room and peeking through your pretend-closed eyelids, you see him shaking with laughter while he carefully steps over the mess you’ve made just seconds after coming in.

“Aaaah, I guess you’re not up for going out dancing tonight, huh? I just got a text from my friend Jimin, you know, the ace from my ballett course? He and some of the other dancers are going out tonight to get absolutely trashed. I guess it’s their way of celebrating that we are done with training for the semester. Anyways, they invited us along. But you look too dead to go so I guess I’ll tell them no.” He grins at you, your exhaustion suddenly gone.

“Wait, Jimin? And a whole bunch of dancers? That’s the best kind of party! Of course I am in. Let’s eat and start pre-gaming. They can come over later before we head to the club.”

He laughs as you jump up, collecting your stuff and heading for your room, your brain already in overdrive while you plan your outfit for the night. If you’re going out with the dancers you need to bring your A-game, outfit wise. They’re all ridiculously hot, built like gods and obviously know how to dance, so you have to at least look flamin’ hot while trying to keep up with them on a night out.

As you bring the last bag in your room, you hear Hoseok behind you: “Maybe your favourite muscle boy, JK will be there as well, you want me to help you pick out an outfit?” He drags out the words, his tone almost mocking as he talks about the younger dancer. The boy had caught you eye the first time you had gone out with the dancers, his sweet smile and adorable laugh combined with his insanely buff physique making him quite the dream guy. But you had forgotten about him just as fast. But after today, you need someone, someone to make you feel good, so you might as well try for the Kookie.

“Sure, I could definitely use a man’s perspective. I mean if you say I look delicious, maybe JK will think so too, right?” You don’t even look back as you say that, too scared of his reaction. Why can’t you just be normal around each other again? Why did your friendship become so awkward? This is how it used to be, just being a wingman for each other, supporting and fun, when did it turn into this awkward mess?

Behind you, your best friend looks like he’s been punched in the gut. Your casual approach to trying to get with one of his friends hitting him way harder than it should. But you don’t see that, you only see his back as you turn around and he has already started preparing food, choosing to hide his emotions once again.

The tension between the two of you is almost palpable over dinner, but you both choose to ignore it, instead joking and singing along to the music in the background as you always do. You have already started drinking, and the tension dissolves quickly as you turn into a careless happy version of yourself, a version that doesn’t have to pretend to forget what happened during the day. She really doesn’t care. So you dance around the kitchen cleaning and singing while you take a sip of your drink whenever possible.

After you finish cleaning after the meal and making the flat presentable for your guests, the time has come for your fashion show.

You already know what you want to wear tonight, and it has nothing to do with JK anymore. They say alcohol brings clarity, and it has never been more clear in your mind than right now. You only want Hobi. No other person has ever meant this much to you. You don’t know when it changed from platonic to romantic feelings, but it definitely has. And if his actions over the day have been any indication, he might feel the same.

You try out 5 outfits all in all, playfully modeling each one in front of him while he sips on his drink. You see how his eyes glaze over at the more revealing outfits, see them go back to normal as he remembers that you’re explicitly dressing like this for someone else. His sips turn to gulps and soon he’s on his second and then third drink.

As he sits down on the couch with his third drink, his cheeks flushed from the alcohol already, you come out in the outfit you had picked all along.

It’s a black dress, a v-neck and a low back, the skirt fashioned in a way that it flows around your hips, short enough to be alluring yet long enough to be comfortable to wear. You bought it today. When you tried it on in the shop, you saw Hoseok’s reaction. His jaw had dropped at the sight of you. So you bought it. Because if your best friend likes it that much, you have to buy it.

As he looks up at you, you see his eyes darken, the alcohol bringing a certain clarity to his feelings as well, it seems.

He swallows hard, but as he tries to speak, nothing comes out. His face heating up with a deep blush, he can only give you a thumbs up and a nod, making you laugh.

“Oh, so you like it?” you say with a giggle, twirling a little, making the skirt fly around your thighs before you walk towards him, stealing a sip from his drink as you try to hold back the laughter at his stunned face.

Emboldened even further by the alcohol, you plant a quick kiss on his cheek, and decide to put on a few songs on the speakers, hiding your intentions in plain sight as you go to get another drink from the kitchen, the setting sun making your skin glow, making it impossible for Hoseok to say a word as the second song you put on hits it’s chorus.

*Say my name and everything just stops

I don’t want you like a best friend

Only bought this dress so you could take it off*