Hi everyone ! Happy one year !!! Erm... I am here to say that I will be deleting this blog
Not really big on svt anymore, but for those who wish to keep reading my works, i will repost them on @kugiski ! I might keep writing for jeonghan and vernon, or if anything else inspires me
I wont keep this post up for long, but essentially, my new blog will prolly consist of lots of anime haha... (who saw that coming...) + I will not be using the alias Annie anymore
😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭💔💔😭😭😭😭😭🥲🥲🥲🤣😭🤣🤣🤣😒🤣😭😭GIVE ME THAT DIH😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍🥹🥹🥹😅😅😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭I MEAN UR HEArt 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭UR HAND IN MARRIAGE FUCK PZEASE
no bc this is acc accurate, except for the character, idk who she is 🥹 i always have a bunch of jewelry on but heavy with bracelets, my phone may or may not have scratches from them
yipeee!! games!!! @milk-moonbunnies thanks for tagging, Amani🩷
(I literally thought my colour pic wasn’t loading but it’s just white 😭, there’s also a celestial theme in here if you squint; it all has no colour coordination ffs 😩)
🌸 tagging: @pochaccoups @jaja-salute @selenophyyy @soyongdorigyu @coupsiesss @hemmofox13 and anyone else who feels like participating
last book ⠀⠀:⠀⠀ born a crime by trevor noah for my eng class 💔
last series ⠀⠀:⠀⠀ probably pkmn horizons 😭 ??
last video game ⠀⠀:⠀⠀ hsr (I JUST GOT THE DAHLIA AT LIKE 29 ISH PITY ????? my hsr luck is acc so good ++ i got like three limited five stars in a row before losing my 50/50..)
last thing i ate ⠀⠀:⠀⠀ errrrr uhhhhh some kind of Nutella snack from my friend
last movie: i love animated movies and did a (almost) movie marathon so the last thing i watched was the secret life of pets!
last book: ngl i havent read an actual book in like forever too…. i think ny last one was the latest pjo book (which i still havent finished)
last series: brooklyn 99 !! (i love that show sooo much i just binge rewatched it)
last video game: genshin impact
tags (no pressure): @coeursainz @himewonu @wheeboo @chwerio @slytherinshua @moonkyeom @callisrecords @tokitosun @breezeoow and anyone else who wants to do this!
content: angst, arranged marriage, prince seokmin yayyy!!!
seokmin wears his heart on his sleeve. he always did.
there was no reason as to why he wouldn't do so--if it felt right to him, he should act on it. and that was just his character, a man full of compassion and empathy, who the people viewed as the next son on the throne. he was more than perfect for it; that reserved title awaited him especially.
but even the strongest hearts, he learned, has its doubts.
it’s known to everyone in the kingdom that seokmin was unofficially betrothed to another noble for as long as you both have been alive. yet, that didn't stop him from talking to you. he barely knew the other woman, anyway, and his heart longed for you.
his only weak spot was his family. he couldn't deny the duties and expectations they put on him, because one day, he would be king. not that he didn't want to be king--oh no, he's honoured to wear the shoes of his father. but knowing that the plan did not include you made him reluctant about his coronation. he didn't want to bear the memory of the horrific faces they'd make when he'd tell them that, no, i can't marry this woman because i'm in love with another. he doesn't want reality to be them stripping him of the king title, disappointed that he'd give it all up for a commoner.
that's why he stands, hands interlocked with another, over the crowds of happy civilians and bouquets all around. and even with the pastel greeneries and the light of day, seokmin can't help but only see greys leak in his vision. until he sees you.
even from afar, you can see the guilt he holds in his eyes. you can see how his fingers lay limp with hers. how is heart will weigh heavier than his soon to be crown. and it makes you wonder why. why did you have to be the person he’s too afraid to love? why did he have to be so ashamed to have you on the stage instead of her? and why couldn’t he have followed his heart this time?
when he looks away from you, he gives his attention to his now wife, eyes brimming with tears. to everyone else, he’s their king, shedding happy tears as a newlywed. to you, he’s your seokmin, full of regret.
content: suggestive (allusion to sex, costars w benefits), actor/actress au, enemies that are secretly into each other 😈, prompt
"you're standing too close, hong," you mutter, eyes remaining glued on the photographers.
joshua scoffs, keeping that stupid-handsome-professional face that seems to charm everyone else. not you though. you see right through his stupid act, and his stupid words, and stupid-cute smile--
you feel a hand--his hand--wrap around your waist, pulling you closer to his side. suddenly, the flashes become rapid. "i'm just doing what our publicist said to. do you not want our movie to be a success?" he says sheepishly.
oh, you’re full of shit, you think. you bring your lips to his ear, whispering. "you do not need to touch me excessively for our movie to be a success. they’re going to think we’re actually dating."
"kind of the whole point, isn’t it, l/n?" he smirks, now gripping your side. he ducks his head to your ear. "from what i’ve been hearing, your recent roles haven’t been much of a success as this one. if anything, maybe you should be grateful for me, hm?"
what he said should’ve hurt. your heart should’ve sank being reminded about how dull your career’s become, how casting directors no longer favoured you now that you weren’t that rising star you used to be. instead your mind went to places maybe it shouldn’t have gone. all you could think about is how… attractive he sounded when he whispered in your ear, how his hand easily envelops your waist.
you quietly inhaled, forcing your expression into something neutral for the cameras. everything's overwhelming--the noise, the crowd... him. when you hear a photographer call your name, you lift your chin just enough to fool everyone. and he sees it.
"relax," joshua murmurs, his thumb pressing a little firmer into you. "you're getting tense. they'll think we're fighting."
"we are fighting."
"yeah, but not publicly," he says, angling his body to a new position, to which you follow. "save it for later when we're alone. you're fuming all over the carpet. and me."
actually, i was lusting, you chide in your head. but it takes your sanity not to roll your eyes at him, your lips curving into a practiced smile instead. "oh, i will. believe me."
joshua's eyes flicker down to your mouth for a split second too long before he catches himself. as if he couldn’t get close enough already, he somehow consumes all your senses. "my hotel room?"
you discreetly nod, trying to hold your aching excitement. well, what your pr team doesn’t know can’t hurt them…
a/n: i’m still going feral over josh at the golden globes 😕 how can anyone be normal after that??? he’s so… arghhh 😭😭😭 it’s fucking me up so bad omg 😭
content: fluff, established relationship, laziness with jeonghan cause that's how i've been feeling...
"we should really put those away soon," you look down at jeonghan, his cheek pressed to your chest. one arm is slung over your waist, his fingers holding on to the hem of your shirt. "i don’t think seungkwan liked how we still had it up for his party."
that makes him stir on top of you, his groggy face turning to yours in annoyance at the memory of when seungkwan had called you both lazy hosts. "what, the christmas lights?"
"yes, the christmas lights, hannie," you say, stroking his hair. you shift upwards on the couch, jeonghan’s body still laying limp on you. "oh, and the tree as well…"
"mhm, you know he just complains about everything," he murmurs, cuddling his face into the fabric of your shirt. "and we can just call cheol to put the tree away."
you snort at that, fingers now tracing his spine. "we should at least take off the ornaments then," you say, lightly poking his side. "come on, if we don't do it now, we'll just forget again."
when you try to move, jeonghan responds by tightening his hold around you. he hooks his leg over yours as his head slides higher on your chest. "no."
"jeonghan."
his hair tickles your chin as he shakes his head. "yyy/n-ie, 'm tired," he whines.
"that's not cute," you say, even as you continue to trace lines on his hair. jeonghan exhales, mumbling something you don't hear. he just adjusts again to make himself heavier, settling his weight more firmly onto you. "thirty minutes and then i'm getting up, okay?"
"fine, leave me then," he says, letting out a quiet huff.
"you and your victim mindset," you quickly peck the crown of his head, craddling him like a baby. before you could speak again, you hear his breathing even out. "so dramatic..."