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hope you know i don’t want 𝓃ℴ𝒷ℴ𝒹𝓎 else 𐝃ْꦌ
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MARTiN PLAY THE BEAT ℘
⎯⎯⎯ 𓏵𓏵 if heaven doesn’t 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 us,
would you go with me to 𝒽ℯ𝓁𝓁?
hope you know i don’t want 𝓃ℴ𝒷ℴ𝒹𝓎 else 𐝃ْꦌ
Me waiting on y'all to make them stranger things fics
YASSS i cannot wait for vol2 and i have really crazy theories regarding it (i genuinely believe that i have hacked into duffer bro’s minds 😰😰) are we shocked
havent posted in 10 days i might just crash out 😖 just doing some studying HOPEFULLY ill post soon babies ❤️❤️
MAY YOU NEVER LOSE YOUR HYPERFIXATION
Hey Callista it's award season!!! What awards would you give to your mutuals? 🫶
hi! it's award season apparently, so here’s me pretending i’m running a record store handing out golden vinyls :D
to @ppyopulii goes the 📀 limited edition golden hour vinyl, aka the human incarnation of sunlight filtering through leaves with the waves crashing nearby while blasting indie pop in your ears. jay you're so warm and hyper it's like adding caffeine to kindness
to @junplusone goes the 📀 emotional damage vinyl, aka everytime she drops a fic, i'm never emotionally prepared for it and it ruins me. hershey starts out all soft and sweet and bright and then bam. "im going to hurt you." my fav writer on this app fr. but also in contradiction she is one of the reasons i haven't given up on this site!
to @nerdycheol goes the 📀 resident crisis consultant vinyl, aka the older sister award. we bond over being country(wo)men, mutual suffering and questionable life choices. you’ve beta’d so much for me i should probably start paying you. rae is older sister energy but specifically the sister who hands me another coffee and says “you’re right, this is stupid. do it again."
to @from-izzy goes the 📀 golden retriever vinyl, aka the vibe-bringer. you just walk into my notifications and suddenly the mood shifts from grayscale to full technicolor. even when i’m miserable, you manage to hit play on something happy and suddenly everything feels okay again.
to @slytherinshua goes the 📀 get-along shirt vinyl, aka we're somehow so different in our opinions but we still ball together. zanna, in another life you and i are team principals in rival teams fighting for the constructors. in this one, i'm going to steal your cat.
to @1009prod goes the 📀 limited edition chaos vinyl, aka absolutely unhinged in the best way possible award. everything gets louder, funnier, and ten times more chaotic when armani's around. genuinely fear and adore you in equal measure.
to @starshuas goes the 📀 crying in the backrooms vinyl, aka we don't even try to come up with solutions we just sit in mutual damage. amelia, it's called character development bro. here's to good news, more sleep and maybe a break from the universe’s nonsense.
to @gyuisxue goes the 📀number one protégé vinyl, aka my best rookie recruit (she's walked out of this weekend a WINNER). dragged you into f1 like i did with so many people but you are the one, val. The One. thank you for stepping into my gr63 agenda.
i've only mentioned my moots that i talk to the most, so if we are moots and you didn’t see your name here, please know i still adore you deeply and would love to get to know you better <3
❛ 𝗦𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗘, 𝗕𝗔𝗕𝓨 ──── Ξ c. seungcheol
the whole room was almost completely engulfed in the darkness, save for the soft, flickering glow from the tv in front of you. you sat next to cheol, your head nestled against his shoulder, his arm was loosely draped around your waist.
it was time for another movie night. a rather favourite night of yours because out of all days of the week, you knew he could never say no to any movie you suggested. even if it was so boring that it made cheol just glance at the tv with blank eyes. you stifled back a laugh. he didn’t enjoy slow-going drama movies, they felt too cinematic. but not once did he say it out loud and just sat patiently by your side the whole time. the two of you had a day off tomorrow which meant that waking up late was okay.
you glanced to your side to see his face and when he felt your gaze on him, his eyes dropped to yours and he sent you a soft smile.
“hi,” you whisper excitedly and he chuckles.
he brushes the strand of hair behind your ear and mutters, “hello gorgeous.”
“are you bored?” you ask the question, it was pretty obvious that he had no clue what the main lead was doing and he was just watching it for you.
“what? no! of course not. i love this movie,” he blurts, pointing at the tv as if his life depended on it.
“what was your favourite scene?” you arch an eyebrow questioningly. you loved teasing him and just putting him on the spot just to see what his creative, witty mind comes up with.
“uhm… probably the one where he drives that sports car to work?” he scratches his head slowly.
“cheol, baby that was the opening scene,” you give him a dead stare and he offers a sheepish smile for peace.
just then you see it up close. that sacred dimpled. the light from the tv was not too much, but enough for you to see his face and figure out where you were sitting. you poke his cheek with your finger making him look at you in question, “what?”
“smile baby,” you say and he does.
you grin, fingers reaching up impatiently to poke the dimple and all he can do is stare at your soft smile. how could a small thing like his dimple get you this excited?
“i love your dimples,” you murmur and place a soft kiss on the spot where his dimples disappear because he stopped smiling, you frown and pull away. “babe you need to smile.”
“what? i can’t keep smiling forever. my cheeks hurt,” he complains with his lips pushing into a small pout but after a second of reluctance, he puts on his best fake smile for you which turns into a toothy grin when you giggle up at him.
“okay, so if we have kids do you think they would get your dimples too?” you blink up at him and cheol blinks back. kids? dimples? how fast was your mind running?
“i’m sorry?”
“c’mon! it’s a very serious question. but first, how many people in your family have had dimples?” you ask again and all he can do is stare at you pull out your mini whiteboard and a marker pen and do some genetic background check.
“well i could always try the punett square but the probability doesn’t state the actual number, does it?” you whisper to yourself and you frown when you hear a fit of laughter. you glance up to see seungcheol laughing with his eyes closed and a hand on his chest to control the volume. clearly failing with that it looks like.
“you’re so cute,” he mumbles, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and pulling you in to kiss the side of your head affectionately. “but we’re never watching this movie again.”
“choi seungcheol!”
“i love you too baby,” he smiles at you.
“c’mon, let’s go to bed,” he says with a grin, and before you can even protest out loud, his arms slip around your waist and in one smooth motion, he lifts you effortlessly into his arms, drawing a surprised squeal of laughter from you.
that damn dimples of his. you love it. even if it makes your heart skip a couple of beats
gonna be posting a lot of drabbles (hopefully) because i’m bored and lazy to write! so bare with my extra posts pls 🙏 opening requests for drabbles too!
trying real hard to stay hopeful but pictures of oscar champagne-soaked and joyous at his previous race wins are starting to feel like seeing photos of my beautiful dead wife
𝗕𝗔𝗕𝗬 𝗜 𝗔𝗗𝗢𝗥𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨 ᘏ⑅ᘏ ┈─ seventeen!
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𝗦𝗘𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗢𝗟 feeds you when you are busy
sometimes seungcheol was better at scolding you than your mum. it’s become a habit of his to always take care of the people by his side and he’s done it all so frequently that it just comes out naturally. so when he gets to know that you’ve practically starved yourself till 9 in the night all because of a project, he takes it in his own hands to feed you. he’d sit by your side, an airplane motion of a spoon and there goes the food.
you don’t even realise it, but it’s practically a routine of his now. whether it be a full meal or even a small biscuit, he finds joy in the little things— feeding you. and at last, when you’re done and delighted, it’s your turn to reward him with a loud smooch that leaves him chuckling.
𝗝𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗛𝗔𝗡 peels pomegranates for you
the first time in life when you moved out, you already knew how hard it would be to manage even the smallest things without your mum or dad on your side. so you started it bit by bit. cleaning floors, washing dishes, doing laundry, all of it was now routine. but when it came kitchen? gosh you truly did suck. so when jeonghan sees you staring at the pomegranate with a knife in your hands, he just shakes his head and grabs the knife from you.
that’s when you knew that you no longer needed to worry about peeling pomegranates. you tried, you really tried to peel it but it just ended up with your shirt having splatters of pomegranate juice on you. and truly, you wondered why had no one added peeling pomegranates as a love language yet?
𝗝𝗢𝗦𝗛𝗨𝗔 lends you his hoodies
it started off with missing hoodies in his wardrobe. at first, he thought maybe they were just in the dryer but when he notices you showing up to his place in incredibly familiar hoodies he just finds himself cupping your face and muttering, “if you wanted my hoodies, all you needed to do was ask, baby.”
younger him would be so annoyed if anyone had tried to steal his hoodies, but when he saw you in his hoodie he just felt his heart probably pounding a little bit faster. the way the cuff of the sleeves was too long for you, the way the hood nearly covered your face when you put it on, gods he really did love you in his hoodies.
𝗝𝗨𝗡 brings you flowers everyday
when he first began dating you, he was pretty nervous. so he did a bit of research on vikihow ‘how to keep your girlfriend happy’ a pretty concerning question for him at that time and that’s how he started bringing you flowers every time the two of you met up. it didn’t always have to be a huge bouquet, even a single rose did show his sincerity.
“a pink rose for milady,” he announces with a dramatic bow that has you covering your smile in shock. “pretty flowers for the prettiest woman in this world.” and that pretty much summed up that his girlfriend was indeed quite happy.
𝗛𝗢𝗦𝗛𝗜 braids your hair
it wasn’t something hoshi thought of ever doing. it was too childish to do it. but when he saw you at 11 pm, in front of your vanity mirror with a new set of nails and clearly struggling to braid your hair, he decided to step in. the first few days were naturally a disaster. sometimes the strands would just slip out of his grip and other times he’d be too gentle that the braid would just easily fall out. in his defense, he was really scared to grab your hair tighter in case it hurt your scalp.
by the second week, he’d sit on the edge of the bed with you between his legs on the floor and he’d patiently braid your hair.
“hold it tight, yeah that’s right,” you mutter with eyes closed and just relaxing because you knew no matter how your hair turns out that night, hoshi will always be there to try again.
𝗪𝗢𝗡𝗪𝗢𝗢 calls you new nicknames
the first nickname he ever gave you was babe. pretty common, pretty basic. but it sounded good because it was from him. then babe, baby, darling, honey, sweet, all of them upgraded. it was just his thing of teasing you and watching you get all riled up when you heard another one of his hilariously stupid nicknames.
“my sweet corn i missed you,” he mutters, hugging you from the back and presses a kiss to the side of your head and is immediately met with a loud huff.
“wonu i’m telling you—“
“my sweet daisy, i’m sorry don’t be mad at me.” well at least he’s quick to butter you up. though it does take quite some time to calm you down, he’s patient as ever till the end.
𝗪𝗢𝗢𝗭𝗜 dedicates his song to you (anonymously)
no one ever truly found out who jihoon’s hidden muse was. upon being interviewed, he just shrugged and smiled to himself knowing that his said muse was already watching him on TV. but carats were no fool either. they would somehow gather the easter eggs he’s dropped throughout the years and confidently come to a conclusion that it’s his rumoured partner.
of course it was you. jihoon doesn’t think that he’s felt more loved and noticed besides by you. he thinks of your hands running through his hair while he writes lyrics, he thinks of your sweet smile when he’s all sweaty and exhausted from dance practice.
𝗗𝗢𝗞𝗬𝗘𝗢𝗠 likes to holds your hand
he loves to feel grounded the moment his fingers lace with yours. he swings both of your hands together in a slow repeated motion whenever the two of you head out for walks. on days when he feels bored, he’d just trace the skin on the back of your thumb or just fiddle with the rings on your fingers.
dokyeom just loved your hands. he loved kissing them when you got upset at him, he loved to cover your hand with his whenever he explained something to you or just helped you with stuff.
𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗬𝗨 removes your makeup when you’re tired
it was a human thing to be tired, of course. whether it was from work stress or just a hard time dealing with yourself, you did tend to just shut off and lay on the bed. today was yet, another one of those days where you just kicked off your shoes and laid on the bed with a sigh of relief. but your makeup? still on and very much making you feel reluctant to fall asleep. but worry not because mingyu was here.
he’d start off by gently patting the cotton pads over your eyes and whispering soft words to you. then he’d move on to rub the cotton pads over your face and listen as you’d slowly talk about your day and occasionally he’d play with the back of your thumb with the hand that wasn’t occupied. you don’t think that you could’ve gotten any luckier than this.
𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗛𝗔𝗢 takes you on late night drives
it always starts off with an errand like buying milk for the next day or getting a new pair of socks. but it soon became a part of your daily routine. once the two of you got off work, had your dinner, both of you would put your seatbelts on and just go off on drives to nowhere. it was soothing, really. the way the vibe of the drive just changes depending on the hour of the day. along with the vibe, the music changes too. it’s softer in a sense that it provides you with a sense of peace.
hao would laces his free hand with yours and just hum along to the melody while you look out of the window on your left. it was the best thing you could ask for. sometimes, you’d be behind the wheels when he had a rough day, but it was the company that could even turn a horrible brunch into the most memorable day.
𝗦𝗘𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗞𝗪𝗔𝗡 leaves you sticky notes
albeit, seungkwan wasn’t the greatest poet or shakespeare himself, but he was still yours. so when he had to leave the house early and return late, the guilt that came with it was just incurable. so he started leaving silly messages in those notes. “hope you dreamt of me last night,” or it could be something even as sweet as “text me how many cinnamon rolls you want. i love you as much as you love the rolls.”
and you didn’t think anything could make you happier than reading kwan’s letters the first you wake up. it was your good luck charm and no matter how stacked up his schedule got, he never stopped leaving sticky notes and you never complained if you got one a day.
𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗡𝗢𝗡 hugs you twice
two times. that’s what makes a vernon hug. the first hug is always excited and just meant to touch you. the second one, although, is pretty tight. one of his arms would wrap around the back of your head and the other would wrap around your torso as hugged you. the two hug rule applied on both highs and lows and it felt really weird if you left the house without his hugs.
“too tight?” your voice is muffled in his chest and vernon mutters an incoherent apology between his chuckles and loosens the grip, only to tighten it again on the second hug.
𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡 gets you jewellery
well, specifically he gets you rings. the first present he ever got you was a ring pop when the two of you were barely even getting an allowance from your parents. but as the years went by, the presents upgraded and so did his love. the latest thing that he got you (apart from a dancing cactus) was a promise ring. it had both of your initials engraved on it and he would just love the feeling of grabbing your hand and touching the cold ring unconsciously.
“i love you,” he whispers, kissing the ring and you smile at him.
“i love you too”
❛ 𝗦𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗘, 𝗕𝗔𝗕𝓨 ──── Ξ c. seungcheol
the whole room was almost completely engulfed in the darkness, save for the soft, flickering glow from the tv in front of you. you sat next to cheol, your head nestled against his shoulder, his arm was loosely draped around your waist.
it was time for another movie night. a rather favourite night of yours because out of all days of the week, you knew he could never say no to any movie you suggested. even if it was so boring that it made cheol just glance at the tv with blank eyes. you stifled back a laugh. he didn’t enjoy slow-going drama movies, they felt too cinematic. but not once did he say it out loud and just sat patiently by your side the whole time. the two of you had a day off tomorrow which meant that waking up late was okay.
you glanced to your side to see his face and when he felt your gaze on him, his eyes dropped to yours and he sent you a soft smile.
“hi,” you whisper excitedly and he chuckles.
he brushes the strand of hair behind your ear and mutters, “hello gorgeous.”
“are you bored?” you ask the question, it was pretty obvious that he had no clue what the main lead was doing and he was just watching it for you.
“what? no! of course not. i love this movie,” he blurts, pointing at the tv as if his life depended on it.
“what was your favourite scene?” you arch an eyebrow questioningly. you loved teasing him and just putting him on the spot just to see what his creative, witty mind comes up with.
“uhm… probably the one where he drives that sports car to work?” he scratches his head slowly.
“cheol, baby that was the opening scene,” you give him a dead stare and he offers a sheepish smile for peace.
just then you see it up close. that sacred dimpled. the light from the tv was not too much, but enough for you to see his face and figure out where you were sitting. you poke his cheek with your finger making him look at you in question, “what?”
“smile baby,” you say and he does.
you grin, fingers reaching up impatiently to poke the dimple and all he can do is stare at your soft smile. how could a small thing like his dimple get you this excited?
“i love your dimples,” you murmur and place a soft kiss on the spot where his dimples disappear because he stopped smiling, you frown and pull away. “babe you need to smile.”
“what? i can’t keep smiling forever. my cheeks hurt,” he complains with his lips pushing into a small pout but after a second of reluctance, he puts on his best fake smile for you which turns into a toothy grin when you giggle up at him.
“okay, so if we have kids do you think they would get your dimples too?” you blink up at him and cheol blinks back. kids? dimples? how fast was your mind running?
“i’m sorry?”
“c’mon! it’s a very serious question. but first, how many people in your family have had dimples?” you ask again and all he can do is stare at you pull out your mini whiteboard and a marker pen and do some genetic background check.
“well i could always try the punett square but the probability doesn’t state the actual number, does it?” you whisper to yourself and you frown when you hear a fit of laughter. you glance up to see seungcheol laughing with his eyes closed and a hand on his chest to control the volume. clearly failing with that it looks like.
“you’re so cute,” he mumbles, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and pulling you in to kiss the side of your head affectionately. “but we’re never watching this movie again.”
“choi seungcheol!”
“i love you too baby,” he smiles at you.
“c’mon, let’s go to bed,” he says with a grin, and before you can even protest out loud, his arms slip around your waist and in one smooth motion, he lifts you effortlessly into his arms, drawing a surprised squeal of laughter from you.
that damn dimples of his. you love it. even if it makes your heart skip a couple of beats
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You loosen your tie a little as you enter your apartment. A small smile spreads on your face as you see Heeseung sprawled on the couch lazily scrolling through his phone. Your socks make a soft sound on the floor as you trudge towards him lightly and plop down beside him.
Heeseung looks up and for a moment hi breath hitches on his throat. You look beautiful every day in his eyes but today- today you are sitting there, beside him with your shirt slightly ruffled, tie loosely hanging around your neck looking so messily perfect.
His breathe slows down as he tries very hard to pay attention to what you are saying, something about work and how your team was doing better than you thought. But it is so hard for him to concentrate on your words when all his eyes were stuck on was the remnants of your lip gloss and the loose tie that is looking too enticing for its own good.
Your voice becomes softer as you catch him zoning out and a small smile takes over your lips as you ask, “Hee, are you even listening?” You expect him to become defensive but his reply catches you off-guard- “You expect me to listen when you look like this?”
“Look like what?” you challenge, feeling a little bolder even though your ears are burning and Heeseung looks up and replies, “Like wearing this outfit.”
His face is so close you can almost feel his breathe on your lips as but you still lock eyes and say, “I always dress like this.” “And I think that is a big problem for me,” he replies within a second and your breath hitches at the sudden tension lacing in the lack of distance between you.
You stay quiet as you feel Heeseung’s fingers move along the length of your tie and when it reaches the top something breaks in him as he pulls you by the tie swiftly and presses his lips to yours. You whimper lightly as you run your fingers through his hair. Heeseung pulls you closer by your waist as his other hand guides you into the kiss by your jaw.
The kiss is intoxicating as he pulls you impossibly closer, devouring your mouth like a starved man and you can feel yourself getting a little light-headed at the force he is using.
When he finally breaks the kiss, you take in a deep breath as Heeseung traces his fingers lightly along your lips saying, “You know you should wear a tie more often.” You giggle as you reply, “I wear a tie every day.” Heeseung hums lowly saying, “Guess I have to come back early from practice every day then, if I get to see you like this.” He wiggles his fingers and you slap it lightly as you laugh falling into his arms getting comfortable for the rest of the night.
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AHH OMGGG U FINALLY POSTED IT 🤗🤗🤗 women in male dominated fields 😛😛😛 i’d fall for a woman wearing tie too ngl??
heyy zanaaa!! hruu 😍😍
HELLO VAL 😛😛 doing good what abt you 🫶🫶
im doing really well 🤗 and i heard that u watch one f1 too 🙈🙈 i got into f1 like REALLY REALLY recently but its been all over my page now!
OMG YES I DO !!! I even have an f1 blog as well (@bear-yawns) WHO ARE UR FAV DRIVERS AND TEAM(S)!! it took me a while to pick my favs and esp took so long to find which team I was rooting for but I’m a ollie bearman/haas girl + Williams and max
omgggg thats so good i’ll check it out babe 😘 well im still getting to know them all but for now i’d say its george and OLLIE TOO!! i like merc and mclaren the best so far 🥹 i feel like the team changes depending on hiw they perform lmaooo
heyy zanaaa!! hruu 😍😍
HELLO VAL 😛😛 doing good what abt you 🫶🫶
im doing really well 🤗 and i heard that u watch one f1 too 🙈🙈 i got into f1 like REALLY REALLY recently but its been all over my page now!
𝗕𝗔𝗕𝗬 𝗜 𝗔𝗗𝗢𝗥𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨 ᘏ⑅ᘏ ┈─ seventeen!
PRECIS ╱ their love languages
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𝗦𝗘𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗢𝗟 feeds you when you are busy
sometimes seungcheol was better at scolding you than your mum. it’s become a habit of his to always take care of the people by his side and he’s done it all so frequently that it just comes out naturally. so when he gets to know that you’ve practically starved yourself till 9 in the night all because of a project, he takes it in his own hands to feed you. he’d sit by your side, an airplane motion of a spoon and there goes the food.
you don’t even realise it, but it’s practically a routine of his now. whether it be a full meal or even a small biscuit, he finds joy in the little things— feeding you. and at last, when you’re done and delighted, it’s your turn to reward him with a loud smooch that leaves him chuckling.
𝗝𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗛𝗔𝗡 peels pomegranates for you
the first time in life when you moved out, you already knew how hard it would be to manage even the smallest things without your mum or dad on your side. so you started it bit by bit. cleaning floors, washing dishes, doing laundry, all of it was now routine. but when it came kitchen? gosh you truly did suck. so when jeonghan sees you staring at the pomegranate with a knife in your hands, he just shakes his head and grabs the knife from you.
that’s when you knew that you no longer needed to worry about peeling pomegranates. you tried, you really tried to peel it but it just ended up with your shirt having splatters of pomegranate juice on you. and truly, you wondered why had no one added peeling pomegranates as a love language yet?
𝗝𝗢𝗦𝗛𝗨𝗔 lends you his hoodies
it started off with missing hoodies in his wardrobe. at first, he thought maybe they were just in the dryer but when he notices you showing up to his place in incredibly familiar hoodies he just finds himself cupping your face and muttering, “if you wanted my hoodies, all you needed to do was ask, baby.”
younger him would be so annoyed if anyone had tried to steal his hoodies, but when he saw you in his hoodie he just felt his heart probably pounding a little bit faster. the way the cuff of the sleeves was too long for you, the way the hood nearly covered your face when you put it on, gods he really did love you in his hoodies.
𝗝𝗨𝗡 brings you flowers everyday
when he first began dating you, he was pretty nervous. so he did a bit of research on vikihow ‘how to keep your girlfriend happy’ a pretty concerning question for him at that time and that’s how he started bringing you flowers every time the two of you met up. it didn’t always have to be a huge bouquet, even a single rose did show his sincerity.
“a pink rose for milady,” he announces with a dramatic bow that has you covering your smile in shock. “pretty flowers for the prettiest woman in this world.” and that pretty much summed up that his girlfriend was indeed quite happy.
𝗛𝗢𝗦𝗛𝗜 braids your hair
it wasn’t something hoshi thought of ever doing. it was too childish to do it. but when he saw you at 11 pm, in front of your vanity mirror with a new set of nails and clearly struggling to braid your hair, he decided to step in. the first few days were naturally a disaster. sometimes the strands would just slip out of his grip and other times he’d be too gentle that the braid would just easily fall out. in his defense, he was really scared to grab your hair tighter in case it hurt your scalp.
by the second week, he’d sit on the edge of the bed with you between his legs on the floor and he’d patiently braid your hair.
“hold it tight, yeah that’s right,” you mutter with eyes closed and just relaxing because you knew no matter how your hair turns out that night, hoshi will always be there to try again.
𝗪𝗢𝗡𝗪𝗢𝗢 calls you new nicknames
the first nickname he ever gave you was babe. pretty common, pretty basic. but it sounded good because it was from him. then babe, baby, darling, honey, sweet, all of them upgraded. it was just his thing of teasing you and watching you get all riled up when you heard another one of his hilariously stupid nicknames.
“my sweet corn i missed you,” he mutters, hugging you from the back and presses a kiss to the side of your head and is immediately met with a loud huff.
“wonu i’m telling you—“
“my sweet daisy, i’m sorry don’t be mad at me.” well at least he’s quick to butter you up. though it does take quite some time to calm you down, he’s patient as ever till the end.
𝗪𝗢𝗢𝗭𝗜 dedicates his song to you (anonymously)
no one ever truly found out who jihoon’s hidden muse was. upon being interviewed, he just shrugged and smiled to himself knowing that his said muse was already watching him on TV. but carats were no fool either. they would somehow gather the easter eggs he’s dropped throughout the years and confidently come to a conclusion that it’s his rumoured partner.
of course it was you. jihoon doesn’t think that he’s felt more loved and noticed besides by you. he thinks of your hands running through his hair while he writes lyrics, he thinks of your sweet smile when he’s all sweaty and exhausted from dance practice.
𝗗𝗢𝗞𝗬𝗘𝗢𝗠 likes to holds your hand
he loves to feel grounded the moment his fingers lace with yours. he swings both of your hands together in a slow repeated motion whenever the two of you head out for walks. on days when he feels bored, he’d just trace the skin on the back of your thumb or just fiddle with the rings on your fingers.
dokyeom just loved your hands. he loved kissing them when you got upset at him, he loved to cover your hand with his whenever he explained something to you or just helped you with stuff.
𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗬𝗨 removes your makeup when you’re tired
it was a human thing to be tired, of course. whether it was from work stress or just a hard time dealing with yourself, you did tend to just shut off and lay on the bed. today was yet, another one of those days where you just kicked off your shoes and laid on the bed with a sigh of relief. but your makeup? still on and very much making you feel reluctant to fall asleep. but worry not because mingyu was here.
he’d start off by gently patting the cotton pads over your eyes and whispering soft words to you. then he’d move on to rub the cotton pads over your face and listen as you’d slowly talk about your day and occasionally he’d play with the back of your thumb with the hand that wasn’t occupied. you don’t think that you could’ve gotten any luckier than this.
𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗛𝗔𝗢 takes you on late night drives
it always starts off with an errand like buying milk for the next day or getting a new pair of socks. but it soon became a part of your daily routine. once the two of you got off work, had your dinner, both of you would put your seatbelts on and just go off on drives to nowhere. it was soothing, really. the way the vibe of the drive just changes depending on the hour of the day. along with the vibe, the music changes too. it’s softer in a sense that it provides you with a sense of peace.
hao would laces his free hand with yours and just hum along to the melody while you look out of the window on your left. it was the best thing you could ask for. sometimes, you’d be behind the wheels when he had a rough day, but it was the company that could even turn a horrible brunch into the most memorable day.
𝗦𝗘𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗞𝗪𝗔𝗡 leaves you sticky notes
albeit, seungkwan wasn’t the greatest poet or shakespeare himself, but he was still yours. so when he had to leave the house early and return late, the guilt that came with it was just incurable. so he started leaving silly messages in those notes. “hope you dreamt of me last night,” or it could be something even as sweet as “text me how many cinnamon rolls you want. i love you as much as you love the rolls.”
and you didn’t think anything could make you happier than reading kwan’s letters the first you wake up. it was your good luck charm and no matter how stacked up his schedule got, he never stopped leaving sticky notes and you never complained if you got one a day.
𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗡𝗢𝗡 hugs you twice
two times. that’s what makes a vernon hug. the first hug is always excited and just meant to touch you. the second one, although, is pretty tight. one of his arms would wrap around the back of your head and the other would wrap around your torso as hugged you. the two hug rule applied on both highs and lows and it felt really weird if you left the house without his hugs.
“too tight?” your voice is muffled in his chest and vernon mutters an incoherent apology between his chuckles and loosens the grip, only to tighten it again on the second hug.
𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡 gets you jewellery
well, specifically he gets you rings. the first present he ever got you was a ring pop when the two of you were barely even getting an allowance from your parents. but as the years went by, the presents upgraded and so did his love. the latest thing that he got you (apart from a dancing cactus) was a promise ring. it had both of your initials engraved on it and he would just love the feeling of grabbing your hand and touching the cold ring unconsciously.
“i love you,” he whispers, kissing the ring and you smile at him.
“i love you too”
✿ ✿ 〞kisses to his moles
✰ pairings: bf!mingyu x fem!reader
✰ genre: romance, fluff, flirting, soft moments
✰ warnings: kissing ( lots of it ), soft hours, flirting
✰ word count: 885 words
mingyu didn’t notice it at first. he didn’t notice that whenever you kissed him, the first place you would kiss him was his nose. you would leave light feathery kisses on his nose and in return he would scrunch up his nose and give you a toothy grin. he would usually just pull you in and in return, pepper your face with gentle kisses.
your ear stays planted against mingyu’s chest while your hands are entangled around his body. with every breath he releases to every little giggle that escapes his mouth, you capture it all. mingyu’s eyes remain locked onto his phone where he watches his favourite show, but his hands stay near you. or to be precise, twirling and playing with the strands of your hair.
you trace patterns on his chest and you weren’t surprised when you heard a soft laugh from him, “that tickles babe.”
“does it?” you tease and move your fingers to his neck threateningly. your eyes meet with his and you see the look of defeat followed by a look of desperacy, as if telling you to spare him. so you do.
“you know i read something earlier,” you mutter and place your legs over his.
“yeah?” he hummed and looked at you curiously, the show still plays on his phone but his attention is no longer on it. “what did you read?”
you grab his face in your hands and move his head both sides before touching his left cheek. a place above his jaw where there was a spot, a mole to be exact.
mingyu’s eyes followed your actions and his eyes softened when you leaned ahead to kiss his mole. your lips stay glued to his skin for a few seconds before you pull away. your fingers touch the spot and he shudders at the coldness of your fingertips.
your eyes shift to his nose and you trace the mole along there as well. he sighed in content when you placed more kisses on his moles. his hand moved down your waist to steady you as he watched you lean back in satisfaction.
“had fun then?” he whispered with a knowing smile as he tucks the strand of hair behind your ear.
you rolled your eyes at his words and replied, “i suppose i did. you know these moles? i read that these are the places where your lover from your previous life had kissed you the most.”
“what if that lover wasn’t me?” you voice out your thoughts and he chuckles in amusement.
“well then you’re here now to make new ones,” he muttered and turned his head towards the other side so that the right side of his cheek was facing you. you lifted your upper body up and grabbed the collar of his shirt before pressing your lips near his ear.
the kiss sent tingles down his spine which led to the appearance of goosebumps as you smiled against his skin.
you pulled back in satisfaction and traced the area where you left a kiss. there was nothing right now but your love.
“don’t worry, it will become a mole in my next life right?” he teased and dodged away when you pretended to smack his head.
“it’s interesting although. i like this theory,” he says louder than before and you fight back a smile by resting your hands around his neck. “it’s my turn now!”
you squeal in surprise when he ran his fingers across your cheek, presumably where there was a mole and pressed his lips over there. he did that thrice before he pressed his forehead against yours and smiled warmly.
“you,” a kiss on the temple.
“are,” a kiss on your nose.
“the,” a kiss on your lips that lasts the longest.
“only,” a kiss on your jaw.
“one,” a kiss on your left cheek.
“i promise,” he mutters with his lips grazing your ear.
you let out a hearty laugh when his breath fans over your neck, tickling you.
“i love you so much okay? no matter who my past was. you are my present and i hope that you will be my future as well,” he reassured, smiling down at you and brushing his nose against yours.
you ruffle his hair fondly and whisper, “i wish the very same too, my love.”
with the passing second, his lips find their way back to your skin as he pulls you in deeper complaining how you were far away from his reach.
“aren’t you tired of kissing me?” you question.
“i could never be. kissing you is a habit that i don’t even plan on getting rid of. in fact it’s one of my best habits.”
“you’re so cheesy,” you scoff at his words and look away from him. his gaze no matter how loving, never fails to not make you nervous.
the fact that he knows it so well makes you want to control yourself around him but you can’t. especially not when he looks at you as if you’re the only one.
he knows the effect he has on you. he knows the little gestures of his never fails to make your heart pump a bit quicker. he knows that the tender kisses has your lips curling up in seconds. he knows it all so well.
tb to this! nearly a two year anniversary 🥹
OKAYY so guys i’m like 6k words in a mingyu long fic. estimated word count is 15-20k so please be patient with me!! running out of ideas for the fic which is why i’m binging some kdramas
i might not post part 2 of bandages and fixages only because it was meant to be a standalone BUUT i’m not against it. also requests are open for everyone!! i’m willing to experiment my writing.
i’ll be posting part 4 of please kiss me baby either tomorrow or today if i’m feeling lucky 😘😘
that’s all
update: 11k words in! and i’m hoping to publish it by this weekend? no promises LOL
how my fic got me feeling at 5 am yesterday
i am NOT well
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ BADTZMARU & FRIENDS ⠀⠀✒⠀⠀ L. JY
⌖ genre: fluff
⌖ pairing: leo as your boyfriend
⌖ word count: 773
⌖ summary: leo places badtzmaru plushies all over your apartment after seeing your disinterest in the character
To say that Leo was offended by your audacity in not adding Badtzmaru to your plushie collection would be an understatement. He tried to be patient and mature about it, but the more you overlooked his likeness, the more his patience wore thin.
It was just a plushie of a character who looked like him. Nothing more, right?
But his heart sank as he watched you once again skip past the Badtzmaru items in the store and grab yet another character's product, ignoring the one plushie that was practically a twin of his.
He tried to play it cool, dropping subtle hints over the past few weeks by saying stuff like, “Wow, you have almost the entire Sanrio collection here except one," or “I guess some characters just don’t get enough love,” while side-eying the plushies of the other characters as if it was their fault.
Fed up with your indifference towards Badtzmaru, Leo decided to take matters into his own hands. If you weren't willingly adopting Badtzmaru into your plushie collection, he’d make it happen by haunting you with it placing the character all over your apartment.
Was it childish? Yes
But would it get the message across? Also yes
Overnight, Badtzmaru plushies had taken over the entire apartment. As you stirred from sleep, the next morning, you found your head weighed down by a soft, squishy something. With a confused blink, you sat up, and the source of your head pressure fell off and landed on your lap. It was a Badtzmaru plush.
As the day progressed, more and more Badtzmarus began appearing. They were basically everywhere; on the couch, under the throw blanket as if it was taking a nap on the couch, inside your closet, on top of the fridge, on top of the coffee maker, on the kitchen counter, on the windowsill and on top of all this, one bold plushie was even perched atop the head of your beloved Cinnamoroll as if it was fighting for dominance.
Every time you discover a new Badtzmaru in an unexpected place, you'd turn to Leo with an amused expression and an exasperated shake of your head. Leo, in return, would try his best to play it cool, sipping his coffee or busying himself with his phone.
You gave him a knowing look, raising an eyebrow, "How are they multiplying so fast, hmm?."
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