This notice is long overdue and probably won’t come as a shock to most of you, but given that the network still gets new followers, asks, applicants, and I still get messages about it on my personal, I figured an official notice was in order.
I’d like to thank you all for the support and engagement you’ve shown the net over the years, as well as your understanding and kindness. I’ve had so many positive experiences talking to you all and I’m truly grateful for them. I’d also like to apologize for all of the people I never responded to in recent months—I hope this answers most of your questions.
Truthfully, this blog’s been dying a slow death for a while now, and it’s time for me to move on to other things. It will stay up as an archive, but whether it ever becomes an active network again is up to the other admins.
He sits on the same leather armchair for an hour, which turns into two, then three, six, ten. Lee Heeseung remains seated on the same white chair for days on end, eyes trained on the distant moon that appears every night that passes by as he waits for a sign of life again.
They say that what is unusual becomes the usual if you see it for long enough, hear it for a long time. Why do the monotonous beeps ring in his head as loudly as the first moment he had entered this room, each one more piercing than the last?
He wonders if it is his fault, the unmoving body before him. Could he have been the one to blame for this life now void of your presence? You are still breathing, are you not? Is it his fault? (It shouldn’t be, how was he ever supposed to know?)
It’s all my fault.
The strain on your mind, the heaviness of your soul, the pressure. Could you have been walking around the streets at this moment, had he paid a little more attention? Heeseung does not eat, he does not sleep.
He thinks— he remembers, for without his memories of what was good and happy, he long would have succumbed into the pit of endless guilt and self-blame. It’s his fault, Heeseung learns to believe— the shallow rises and falls of your chest, the tube connected to your mouth and the long trails of clear liquid attached to the skin of your inner arm.
Relentlessly, he sits and holds your hand— day after day, it’s you who he is waiting for. For a long time, all Heeseung ever knows is that it’s you on the crisp white sheets and him sitting on a white leather chair, comfortably breathing and living. He knows not what the time is; days and nights reduced into nothing but things he rather stay silent about, dreading the thought of you wasting away your weeks, seemingly stuck in this one single bed for an eternity.
His ears fall deaf upon all words the people wearing white and blue speak to him, selecting them carefully for anything they have to inform him about you. He doesn’t realise, nor does he even see, the concerned looks they give him, telling him the visiting hours have long passed by. None have the heart to force him out of the door, though.
He sees white. His world is upturned and all Heeseung ever sees for the longest time are the white sheets, white gowns, white walls and white trays— everything is white and he forgets what red looks like. He forgets the colour he’d found you in and had come to despise. Slowly, he forgets the comfort of blue, the peace of green, the heaviness of black and he even forgets yellow.
Yellow. He forgets what the color of happiness looks like— he does not remember the sunflower fields you had ran past during your trip to North Dakota; he does not remember the yellow tint of the highlighters you had lent him to help him study for biology during year eleven; he does not remember the soft glow of the sun as he had taken a picture of you along numerous beach shores; he does not remember the wrapping paper with yellow swirls scattered all over the material that you had used to wrap around the box of valentines’ chocolate.
Lee Heeseung only knows white.
The beeping does not turn into harmless white noise to him. No, it remains as a stark reminder of all of his flaws and shortcomings. If only he had stayed a little longer, listened a little closer, tried a little harder— if only he had been a little better, then maybe, just maybe, you would have still been safe and sound in your little shared apartment.
Maybe, he would have still been able to wrap his arms around you tightly, pressing butterfly kisses along your jaw before you slip into a deep and peaceful sleep. (A sleep you’d wake up from the morning after.). He would be waking up next to you again, as always, wondering how he was able to stay yours and you his. Maybe, if he had paid just a little more attention, he would still have been able to look into your eyes to lose himself in your love again.
Time does not exist for Lee Heeseung. The clock does not matter to him, the ticking seconds do not wake him up from his own nightmare. He remains in a state of eternal emptiness so long as your eyes are closed and your hands cold.
Lee Heeseung knows one thing— his name, his age, his height, your favorite food, the shape of your eyes, the sound of your voice, the smell of your perfume are not among that one single thing he is sure of. To him, the man who has been sitting on a white, leather chair for weeks on end with no other need but to hear your voice again, nothing is of matter anymore. Lee Heeseung might not even remember his own name, but he is sure of one thing that day.
The sun was rising and the periodic fluctuations on the monitor had fallen into a single, deadly line— he was the reason you would now be no more than another carved name on a stone. He mourns a life he could have saved had he listened closer. On his knees, deep in his never ending sorrow, he weeps for the life he would have to live on his own now. He grieves as the white sheet is draped over your face— aches as he begs for them not to take you away. A piece of his sanity is lost with his heart that morning. (It’s beating, so why does he feel so cold? Why is there a gnawing emptiness in the place where his heart is meant to be?)
Lee Heeseung is irreparably torn. His lungs burn like they’re engulfed in flames and his throat hurts. (Distantly, he notices the drowsiness settling in. His muscles are worn out and his mind is giving up on him. Someone is sitting him down on that damned white chair again. Another hand is on his shoulder, though he can’t hear what they are saying. He’s being taken somewhere else, but he can’t recognise his surroundings. He blinks and he is in a taxi, Jay beside him holding his hand tightly. He blinks for a second time and he is in his living room. He realises that he’s missed the comfort of his own house. He hadn’t been on his couch ever since—)
Oh. He’s awake again. (Heeseung had fallen into a trance, wishing he could forget.)
💞Pairing: Jayx Fem?Reader 💞 Word Count: 300+ 💞 Warnings: It sucks to be quite honest. I haven't been feeling it lately but a lovely moot helped me thru my emo phase and now I've decided to write something. But I have to warn you, not my best work. Also, there's some kissing involved. It was intially in first person but then it seemed bad so i moved it to second person and i think that's quite obvious🤡 💞Genre: fluff?? hot?? i dunno (strangers to kissers)
You had replayed this moment thousands of times in your head, and yet nothing compared to the thrill you felt as the two of you ran to the dance floor, hand in hand, charging towards the greatest moment of your lives.
Your fuchsia silk gown crinkled in his palms, the sheer fabric reflected the golden tables and platinum walls. Your eyes’ locked, and with neither a word, nor a signal, the two of you embodied the same rhythm, shared the same soul; the earth gently kissed your feet as you stamped and jumped, swirled and hugged. There was no telling where he began and you ended.
One of his hands tightened around your waist, while the other crushed the angel on your shoulder. Tugging at his collar, you wanted nothing more than to cut off the inches of tension that separated you from him. You wanted to kiss him so badly, to caress his neck and ruffle his hair; Wanting nothing more than to hear him sing your name down your throat, while you dance as if your life ends there; pretending as if there is nothing after this. Wishing to hold him like you are no longer tethered to the monotonous life you knew before, you wanted this to be your last dance, standing alone at the center of the world with no one but him.
His eyes shone as they bore deeply into yours, the space between the two of you strongly decreasing by the second. your spirits rose, your face burned, your body froze. It felt as if everything you had ever done in your life had led to this. Your eyelids shut unconsciously, as you finally felt his lips touch yours.
The two of you rammed into a corner as he kissed you deeply. It was electrifying, yet calming. your jaw started aching as you held him close, not wanting it to end.
Suddenly, he pulled away. your body silently screamed in agony as the cold placed itself on your bare arms. It felt as if you were mildly deaf; you couldn't hear much as he mumbled aimlessly about a flight he had to catch, and how he had to leave soon.
But you wouldn't allow it. Not now, when everything you had ever wanted was exactly in place.
Pushing him into your chest, you leaned in and whispered,
a/n: i am sooo sorry, i have not been active at all. i had this in my drafts for literal weeks, and i just never posted it?? anyways, i hope you enjoy!! this turned out to be a bit longer than i expected, oops.
pairings: ot7 x reader. genre: fluff. wc: 1.9k. warnings: some parts of hyung line could be considered make out's??? but there is no suggestive stuff. if you find something I missed, let me know!
Lee Heeseung ┆ 이희승
Kisses with Heeseung always send shivers down your spine. It’s like every time you put your lips on his, they fit like puzzle pieces.
He shows his love for you through kisses. Always and I mean always super passionate, yet innocent. And when you pull away he smiles down at you, adoration filling his eyes at the sight of you smiling back up at him. He is love-struck!
Tends to pull you in so you can sit on his lap because he finds that position the most comfortable when it comes to kisses. Plus, he can wrap his arms around your waist, a win-win situation.
Adores it when you cup his face in your hands and pepper sweet kisses all over his face because he treasures the feeling of your lips on his skin, and the concentrated look on your face, the one that screams i'm gonna make sure to leave a kiss everywhere, makes him want to engulf you in the tightest hug ever!
He isn’t the shy type, in fact, he is the one making you shy with the way he never forgets to compliment you after each little peck he leaves on your lips. Calling you beautiful and telling you just how lucky he is to have you. He just finds these moments to be very convenient, especially since he’s so drunk on the feeling of your lips moving in sync with his. So he doesn’t stop calling you his pretty/handsome angel, even after you smack his chest and tell him to shut up.
He won’t… unless you shut him up with a kiss!
(other members under the cut!)
Park Jongseong ┆ 박종성
He doesn’t just like kisses, no. He loves them. He needs a goodbye, a hello, a good morning, a good evening, and a good afternoon kiss on a daily basis!
Can’t go a second without a kiss, i fear. He’s just a bit too addicted to the way you rest your arms around his shoulders as your face inches closer to his. It’s the anticipation that gets him going! A big tease, might i add.
If you were to ask him for a kiss, he would pull you in by snaking his hands around your neck and caressing your cheeks with his thumb, but just as he’s about to kiss you he quickly moves away and pretends he got a phone call, or something is burning in the kitchen. The look on your face is priceless because he knows his actions made your stomach fill with butterflies. He just likes to know and see that he has enough power to make you so flustered even without giving you what you desire.
Yet he gives in regardless because he’s a loser and now he wants a kiss too.
But if he were to ask you for a kiss, that’s a completely different story! Don’t you dare pull the thing he pulls on you, because he will squish your face in his hands and leave an aggressive smooch on your puckered lips.
Thanks you after every kiss. Because he’s always asking for one, so he’s being polite in return.
Sim Jaeyun ┆ 심재윤
Kisses with Jake are always playful. He’s just a playful guy overall, so having you in his arms while he presses kisses on your lips is the perfect opportunity to be even more playful.
Smiles between the kisses. The second your lips meet, he’s already suppressing a giggle. These sort of things just make him all smiley and giddy, he can’t help himself! Especially because you look so cute with his arms wrapped around your body. He will always somehow find a way to have you in his arms. You're leaning in to leave a peck on his lips, and the next thing you know he's squishing your body against his in a bear hug.
But definitely not before he leaves a quick peck on your cheek. He strikes me as the type of guy to love short, innocent kisses. I mean, he definitely has his moments, but they don't happen that often.
But when they do happen, he captures your lips with his own and refuses to pull away until the both of you feel lightheaded from the lack of oxygen. He thinks that you are just the cutest when you quickly pull away and try to catch your breath.
His personality shines through his kisses, honestly. The type to kiss the back of your hand, bow down and call you his majesty. A little silly, but still endearing. And it never fails to make you giggle.
This seems to be a very common theme… just being all giggly and smiley.
Jake loves the way it makes him feel tho. Every time he pulls you in for a hug he feels the need to plant a kiss on your lips, he can not control his urges. And when i say every time, I mean Every. Single. Time. So good luck with that!
Park Sunghoon ┆ 박성훈
He loves kisses. He may not admit it, but he loves them. Every time he looks down at your lips he just wants to lean in and kiss you. It’s an unhealthy addiction at this point, but he doesn’t mind!
Will melt into the kiss no matter what. He could be the angriest guy alive and the second you step into the room and give him a little smooch all of his worries disappear and his undivided attention is on you.
Needs a few seconds to process what happened, honestly. Like he just gets lost in the heavenly feeling and when he pulls away he just stares down at you in disbelief, as if you haven’t kissed a million times already. Breaks into a shy smile and leans in for another kiss, because once you start this game with him, yeah... It becomes a competition.
Guides your hands to the nape of his neck in the middle of the kiss, because he loves it when you play with the little hairs there. He gets goosebumps immediately and will melt into a puddle. You can feel him smile against your lips, and once you two stop your little smooching game he lets out a sigh of contentment and watches you laugh at his proud face.
He also likes kissing your neck. But sometimes he doesn't even kiss it. He just puts his head on your shoulder and his lips brush against your neck, it's super annoying 'cause it's ticklish so you have to push him away. And he just laughs at you.
Kim Sunoo ┆ 김선우
Kisses with Sunoo are always very sweet. Just so sweet, oh my god it’s insanity.
Your foreheads have to be pressed against each other or else it’s just not a Sunoo kiss. Holds your neck and pulls you in to rest his forehead against yours, then he captures your lips with his, pulls away and stares right into your eyes. And he smiles. And scrunches up his nose. How could you resist that? So you go in for another kiss, because he’s just too cute!
Knows that being cute gets him extra kisses, so he just tricks you into kissing him often. He knows that his pretty face is a weakness of yours… evil. Watches you lean in and then starts turning his face away from yours just to annoy you, so you’re gonna have to grab his cheeks to get him to stop. Which he loves.
He likes it when you hold his face in your hands, that action erupts butterflies in his stomach and the feeling of your warm hands on his cheeks makes him feel giddy, your face being inches away from his just makes it even better!
Master of stealing smooches, he’s sneaky. You could be making food, watching a movie, doing homework, or working, etc. he will find a way to kiss your forehead. If that doesn’t work, then he’ll settle on leaving a kiss on the top of your head. It’s like every time he walks past you he has to kiss you, whether it be on your lips, your cheeks, or your hands, doesn’t matter!
Yang Jungwon ┆ 양정원
Kisses with him don't happen that often, honestly. Well… not as often as he would like them to. Because he wants to kiss you, but he just doesn’t know how to. So it’s always you who initiates one.
At first, he was very hesitant, but he wanted to kiss you so bad it was becoming unbearable. Once you leaned in to plant a kiss on his lips he realized that it wasn’t as scary as he thought. And the more often you kissed him, the more he desired to experience it once more. It makes him feel at peace and calm.
When he comes back after a rough day, he secretly hopes that you notice and give him a kiss as a way to cheer him up. He just sits on the couch and pouts, sighs, then pouts again, until you notice. But he will never outright tell you he wants a kiss. No! Too embarrassing for him.
He loves it when you wrap your arms around his waist and pull him in, he'll immediately melt right then and there. Can't help but smile into the kiss, because every time your lips connect he gets reminded of how much he loves and appreciates you. He doesn't really know where to put his hands though, so he just puts them over yours and interlaces your fingers… or sometimes he simply stays as still a log. The 🧍 emoji embodied
The only kisses he himself initiates are nose kisses. He'll leave one before leaving to practice, or when it's a lazy morning and he woke up before you, he plants a quick kiss on your nose and watches your heavy eyelids lift up.
Nishimura Riki ┆ 西村力
Riki is the type to give soft and shy kisses. No matter how many times you two kiss, he will always get nervous!!!
Is so self-conscious about where his hand placement should be. He can not figure it out- everything feels too awkward. He usually settles for cupping your face in his hands.
He blushes when the kiss is over. Like his face is beet red, even if he was the one who initiated it with a smug look on his face (but trust me he’s a complete wreck). No matter how huge the smirk is, once you pull away it will always falter into a lopsided grin as his face gets progressively redder. But don't tease him about it tho, or he'll get super defensive.
Pulls you in by your waist, especially when he goes in for longer kisses. His lips are soft, it's like they mold against yours, it's just super sweet and makes your heart melt. And what makes it even cuter is that you could tell what he was planning to do by the way he was all jittery beforehand. He was fiddling with his fingers and stealing quick glances at your lips. Tends to pull you in closer or hug you when you try to pull away and take a look at his cute flushed face because he's too embarrassed to look you in the eye.
Rubs your noses together before/after the kiss if he feels extra confident and soft, because he's down bad.
Enjoys kisses more than he likes to admit so if you initiate one, he will never decline (except when he's teasing you). They just make him feel so special and loved, please kiss him a lot! 🙁
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SYNOPSIS ── Becoming apart of the famous band ÈTOILE was wild; but seeing your ex from your high school days, the Yang Jungwon, in the number one ranked band ENHYPEN? Ha, even wilder.
OR in which you release your solo album, ‘thank u, ex’ based on your past relationship with Yang Jungwon — and things just get wild when one of your band members, and Yang Jungwon himself, realize it’s him you’re talking about.
PAIRING(S) ☆ YANG JUNGWON x fem!reader ft. PARK SUNGHOON & KIM SUNOO
✧ GENRE(S) ➤ band!au, some angst, romcom, fluff¿, exes to lovers, dramaaaa!
✧ WARNING(S) ➤ lots of profanity, kys/kms jokes + suggestive jokes but nothing srsly nsfw, betrayal, even the reader can be annoying LOL?, won is cold at first, hybe is 😂😂 goofy.
✧ STATUS ➤ coming soon ♡ maybe mid august <3
✧ FEAT ➤ ENHA, LIZ from IVE as Reader’s face claim, GAEUL from IVE, RYUJIN from ITZY, YOON from STAYC, NING from AESPA, XIAOTING from KEP1ER and a variety of idols. including some of my mutuals as the ÈTOILE band members & fan accs.
✧ NOTE ➤ Heyy thanks 4 checking this out lmao 😭 please read this !!! and i hope you guys enjoy this as much as i did enjoy crafting this! hehe. thank you so so much for 600+ followers btw ily all ♡, i do hope this gets attention HSJDHSH
