till!

[junhui4ever]

@ JUNHUI4EVER! or more commonly known as.... TILL!

𖦹 natalia (call me till!) 𖦹 she/her, 8teen 𖦹 cortis + svt 𖦹 crushing on idols 10 years older than me

solitude, i got a couple friends, just me, myself and i, we play with fireworks all night!

[junhui4ever]

james in the newest fic: 🤔🤔🤔🤔

you're so right anon, what a cutie

[junhui4ever]

MY PLACE OR YOURS? OH WAIT—OUR PLACE! ZHAO YUFAN

ᯓ zhao yufan x gn!reader ᯓ synopsis: just a lighthearted conversation between you and your boyfriend about moving in together ᯓ word count: 0.8k ᯓ warnings: james hating your plushies lol ᯓ authors note: i kinda hate this but i wanted to write something i guess.... sorry if this is buns which i'm pretty sure it is

“I think we should move in together.”

You blink, looking up at James who seemed to have stopped scrolling to gaze at the ceiling, the look in his eyes contemplative. He had one hand around your shoulders, keeping you close to his chest and the other on his chin. 

The position made you want to giggle. He looked just like the thinking emoji.

You cuddle closer to him, your chin, tucked into the divot between his arm and his chest. “Where is this coming from?”

James hums, playing with the ends of your hair as he drops his hand from his chin. “I don’t know. I mean we already live at each other's apartments anyway.”

You shake your head quickly, looking up at him. “That’s not true.”

His brows lift slightly as his head moves down to meet your eyes. “It is though.”

“It absolutely is not,” you insist, moving to sit up. “You just invade my space and then refuse to leave.” You point vaguely between the two of you like that somehow strengthens your argument.

“Excuse me? I do not invade your space?”

“Uhh, you literally do? You eat all of my snacks, finish my entire strawberry moisturiser, use my shampoo and conditioner instead of bringing your own, and you’ve invaded my side of the bed.” 

James blinks, lips pressed together in an effort to not burst out laughing to keep this conversation serious. “Well, when you put it that way it seems like you notice everything I do at your place. You sure you’re not keeping track of my habits for when we move in together?”

Your look at him, face blank. “That is not the key takeaway from what I just said.”

He leans back slightly, arms moving down to your waist. “Are you sureee?” He says, stretching the ‘sure’ just enough to be irritating.

James laughs as you hit his chest, cheeks puffing out in annoyance. “It’s not! The key takeaway is that you’re a serial snack stealer and you do not ask for permission before eating all my food!”

“Why do I need permission?” He says, seemingly offended. “We’re in a relationship.”

Before you could argue he swiftly places a hand over your mouth and continues. 

“Yes, I know what you’re going to say, that’s not how consent works,” he says quickly, eyes narrowing like he’s pre-empting your entire speech. “But you eat my snacks just as much as I eat yours!”

You pull his hand off of your mouth and part your lips to protest, pause, then close them again. 

He wasn’t wrong…

You clear your throat, wanting to change the topic in an attempt to salvage your dignity. “Okay, back to the point of this conversation. If we are going to seriously consider moving in together—”

“Which we are,” he interrupts smoothly.

“—we need to establish boundaries.”

“Go on,” he says, like he’s humoring you, but his eyes give him away. They look much too enthusiastic.

You narrow your eyes at him. “First rule: no more finishing my skincare.” James nods, looking as if he’s hanging on to your every word.

You sigh. “Second rule: you cannot take my side of the bed.”

“I already don’t,” he says immediately but the look you sent his way had him shutting his mouth to let you finish speaking.

“Third rule: my plushies are coming with me.”

That rule seems to be the one that breaks James. He groans and covers his face with his hands as he shakes his head back and forth. 

“Well then you don’t need to worry about me taking your side of the bed cause those plushies will do it for you!”

“Babyyy,” you begin, lips pushed into a pout as you blink up at him. “I have to have them with me! They’re everything to me! They’re the reason why the world spins, the reason the sun shines, the reason that brownies were invented, the reason—”

The disbelieving expression on his face ebbs and fades as he lets out a resigned sigh. 

“Should I be worried that you’re this passionate over a couple of stuffed animals?”

His train of thought gets cut off by the happy giggle from you as you throw yourself further into his arms, digging your face into the warm material of his hoodie.

“Oof—” He groans, as your chin collides with his chest. “I don’t know if I’m winning or losing here,” he mutters, though there’s clear amusement in his voice.

You stick your tongue out at him in response.

The next few minutes are quiet and easy, your eyes closed as you relax into him. James looks down at you with a fond expression that makes his earlier teasing feel a million miles away.

Then—

“Wait hold on! Does that mean you agree to moving in with me!?”

[junhui4ever]

Wowie I just wanted to say that I just read your fic with Seonghyeon and a makeup artist reader and I really liked it!❤️ Seonghyeon is already my bias but you’re making me like him even more🥹 keep up the great work twin!❤️

oh my god thank u so much 🥹🥹 i think this is one of the best compliments a writer could get and i truly appreciate the kind words!! ngl i started cheesing reading this, it made my day haha! thank u sooo much 💖💖

[junhui4ever]

omg hiii! i loveee your cortis work so far, and you’re close to my age too! wanna be moots???

hii tysm!! and yes ofc i would love to be moots with you 💗💗

[junhui4ever]

JEALOUSJEALOUSJEALOUSJEALOUS! CORTIS OT5 SMAU

ᯓ cortis x fem!reader ᯓ synopsis: texts with your boyfriend who might be a teensy tiny bit jealous ᯓ warnings: just a cute lil smau! keonho and martin are kinda mean (not to you!) LMAO ᯓ authors note: my first smau 😳 idk why the formatting is like this i'm so sorry 😓

james!

juhoon!

martin!

seonghyeon!

keonho!

[junhui4ever]

GIRL, U MAKE ME BLUSH SO HARD, U DA REAL MAKEUP ARTIST! EOM SEONGHYEON

ᯓ eom seonghyeon x fem!reader ᯓ synopsis: seonghyeon might be a little in love with his makeup artist! uh oh... ᯓ word count: 1.05k ᯓ warnings: none at all lol just fluff ᯓ authors note: he's so cute i wanna bite his cheeks i need him so bad

Seonghyeon was 99.99% sure he was going to start drooling. Or pass out. Either way it would have the same effect—him absolutely airballing his shot with you, the prettiest girl he’s ever seen, who also conveniently happens to be his makeup artist.

He sat in the black makeup chair, watching, completely entranced, as you worked on his eye makeup. Your fingers were soft and gentle as they tilted his chin upwards, your expression focused in a way that embarrassingly made his heart lurch. You were close enough for him to catch the faint scent of your perfume—something soft and sweet and so wholly you it made him lightheaded.

“Can you look up for me?” Your voice was quiet and warm and Seonghyeon wished he could hear it this close to him forever.

He did immediately. He’d do anything if it was you asking. His eyes met yours for half a second before he immediately looked away, suddenly very interested in the plain white ceiling.

Smooth, Seonghyeon. Real smooth.

A quiet laugh slipped from your lips and he had to press his lips together to stop himself from grinning like an idiot.

“Are you nervous?” You asked, dabbing under his eye lightly with a sponge.

“Nervous?” he repeated, flinching when he heard the light voice crack that came out. “A little.” 

You hum, tilting his face to the side so you could do his other eye. “Don’t be. You’re a great artist. I know it, the members know it, your fans know it.” 

Seonghyeon’s cheeks burned at the words.

He wasn’t nervous for the performance, he was nervous cause you’re so pretty and so close to him.

“How—How could you tell I was nervous anyway?” 

You looked up at him and he felt his breath hitch as your eyes travelled all the way down to his hands. He followed your eyeline down to where his fingers were gripping the armrests so tight that they were turning white from the effort. He quickly let go, flexing them with an awkward chuckle. 

That earned him another laugh, warm and bright, and suddenly, humiliating himself didn’t seem like that bad of an idea.

You stepped back for a moment, head tilted as you examined your work. You reached for the pouch full of lip products before picking out a matte lip tint that was similar to his natural lip colour, and a thin brush.

“Hold still,” you murmured, like you hadn’t just rendered him motionless with your beautiful, beautiful laugh seconds ago.

You applied the lip tint on his lips carefully, fixing the corners with the brush. It was deadly, how hard his heart was pounding from the intent look in your eyes as you stared at his lips. 

When you finally pulled away and nodded approvingly, Seonghyeon felt like every coherent thought he’d ever had simply packed its bags and left.

“You’re all done now,” you say, taking a few steps backward to begin packing up your products and brushes. “I’ll see you next concert, Seonghyeon.”

He stared at you for a second too long before blurting out, “You know, you’re really pretty.”

Your hands froze and you looked over at him, eyes wide and mouth slightly parted like you never expected that sentence to come from him of all people.

And because apparently his brain had fully abandoned ship, he added, “Like, really pretty. So pretty that I almost forgot my own name. Which is bad, because I use that a lot.”

You were quiet and Seonghyeon swore that those 3 seconds of silence shaved a good 5 years off of his lifespan.

Then you laughed, that same soft, lovely laugh, and his entire body relaxed.

“Well,” you said, setting your brush down. “Good thing I know your name for you. How could I ever forget the name of my favorite client?”

His throat went dry. Was this flirting? Was this how you flirted? Before he could even second guess himself, he decided to shoot his shot.

“You uhh—you like milkshakes?”

You giggled, placing your hands over your mouth as you looked at him incredulously, eyes crinkled with laughter. “Do I like milkshakes?” You repeat.

Seonghyeon groaned and looked away, feeling his pulse race in embarrassment. Were milkshakes too immature and childish? He meant to say coffee, he really did. His mouth just was not working with him today. 

“I meant coffee…” he said weakly, wincing as he heard you laugh louder.

“No, no I love milkshakes!” You nod excitedly, your hands clasped together. “Is there a reason you’re asking?” 

Seonghyeon gulped at your expecting smile. “I was just thinking that maybe sometime, when you’re not, you know, making me look presentable for the camera, we could get milkshakes together. Like two people usually do. Drinking milkshakes. Together.”

Going back to what he thought at the start, he was wrong. He didn’t need to pass out or drool to completely airball and miss his shot, he was doing it perfectly by just speaking.

“Well,” you began and Seonghyeon felt himself lean forward slightly in anticipation. “If it’s just us, two people, getting milkshakes together, then I might just have to agree. As long as it’s us. Drinking milkshakes. Together.”

You give him a playful wink and he didn’t even care that you were teasing him cause you just agreed to a date and he could feel his blood rush to his head and the dopey smile coming onto his face and the sweaty palms that were once perspiring due to nervousness were now sweating due to happiness and anticipation—

“Seonghyeon!” 

He snapped out of his lovesick daze and looked up to your face of pure glee. “Welcome back loverboy. I was wondering if you wanted my number?”

He quickly nodded, taking the slip of paper with your number messily scrawled on it from your fingers. “Yes. To both the number and being a loverboy.”

You flushed, looking away, lashes fluttering downwards and Seonghyeon thought it was the cutest thing ever.

The call for the members to come and get their hair styled came and Seonghyeon got up, not wanting to leave you just yet.

“Well, I’ve got to leave now but I’ll text you the plans. See you soon?”

You smiled in return. “See you soon Seonghyeon.”

[junhui4ever]

NOT CUTE ANYMORE! KWON SOONYOUNG

ᯓ kwon soonyoung x fem!reader ᯓ synopsis: soonyoung loves you more than anything in the world but sometimes he wonders, is he just cute to you? ᯓ word count: 1.1k ᯓ warnings: none at all!! just pure fluff, maybe a tiny bit suggestive (?) ᯓ authors note: my first fic and ofc it's hoshi (¬_¬ ) i'm obsessed with him, he's tooo cute!!! come back hoshi the kids miss you :(

Maybe it was his chubby cheeks. Or his constant smiles. Or his endearing demeanour. Yes, that must be it. Soonyoung has heard about how endearing he is countless times. That would explain why you never saw him as a man.

Okay, maybe he was being a bit too dramatic. But honestly, could you blame him?

It took him years of pining and being just a friend to finally get you to become his girlfriend (it still felt so surreal to him that he got lightheaded if he thought too much about it) and you never took him seriously!

He’s showing off this dance he choreographed to you and he only got 6 steps in before you were giggling at him and cooing about how adorable he was.

You were deciding on dinner together and he puffed his cheeks out, trying to explain why you both should be eating corndogs instead of pasta only to get his cheeks squished together and still being made to eat carbonara!

Could he ever win!?

And don’t get him wrong, he loves you with everything in him, his full heart and his whole soul. He adores the way your pretty face lights up and the feeling of your soft hands on his cheeks. He feels like floating every time your honeyed voice praises his cuteness and your perfect lips pressed kisses all over his face.

It was just that sometimes Soonyoung wished you found him manly. He wished that you saw that he was more than just a cute face and maybe feed his masculinity a bit. Like how you compliment Mingyu on his ever growing physique and tease Seungcheol about how long he spends at the gym. Not that he was jealous of course, Soonyoung knew that you meant those comments in a platonic way, he just wished you saw him in a similar light.

He was so deep in thought that he didn’t notice the front door open, you walking through with bags of groceries and your cellphone pressed between your shoulder and your ear.

He sits up from where he was laying down on the couch to look at you as you kicked the door shut with your feet and gave him a pretty smile before saying goodbye to your mother on the phone before stuffing it into your jean pocket.

Soonyoung gets up and walks towards you, grabbing the bags from your hand as you remove your shoes and slide your coat off your shoulders. You press a quick kiss to his cheek and attach yourself to him, your mouth pressed into the back of his shoulder through the fabric of his t-shirt.

“Hi baby,” you say, your voice muffled by his shoulder and the broad grin you were sporting. Soonyoung grins, placing the bags of groceries on the marble counter before turning and looking at you, head tilted. “Hey.”

You look up at him, chin tucked in his chest, your eyes wide and sparkling. You poke at one of his cheeks and Soonyoung’s smile falters but he quickly brings it back to normal and begins walking you both to the couch. “Why don’t you sit down while I put the groceries away?” 

You blink then nod and all but collapse on the couch, sighing loudly as you place your feet on top of one of the throw pillows sitting idly near the armrest. Soonyoung giggles before he catches himself and clears his throat, letting out what he hopes to be a manly chuckle. He didn’t see the way your head lifted up, looking at him confused.

“Work wasn’t great today?” He asked, opening the fridge to place a carton of milk on the shelves. “Horrible actually,” you correct, wiggling upwards to recline your head on the armrest.

He hums as he finishes putting all the groceries away and walks towards the couch to join you. He knelt on the ground in front of you, watching your nose scrunch up adorably. You peck his lips once. Then twice. And by the third time, he wanted more.

He caught your wrist in his hand and brought it to his lips, nipping lightly at the skin. “You gonna kiss me properly or what?” His voice was husky, his eyes half-lidded as he stared at you, lips still brushing your wrist. Soonyoung was the epitome of pure sexiness.

Or so he thought…

Cause before he could even process it, you were squealing and cupping his face, bringing it closer to your own so that you could press sticky lipgloss kisses to his cheeks which were now burning, not from being flustered, but from pure embarrassment.

“My baby,” you wail, pinching his cheeks before squishing them together, one of your hands on either cheek as you place kisses on his pouty lips. “You want kisses? I’ll give you kisses baby, oohhh soo cute!”

Soonyoung opened his mouth to speak but was once again cut off by you shushing him and kissing his lips over and over again. He sighed before he took your face in his large hands and forced you to sit still, looking up at him.

“Before you give me any more kisses, answer me this,” he said, watching you blink with confusion before nodding. “Am I manly?” 

Your lips twist and your eyes squint. It was obvious that you were surprised and puzzled, most likely wondering where this was coming from. “Manly?” He nods, awaiting your answer.

“Um… yeah you’re manly, honey.” He blinks, wanting more. “Like? Examples? How am I manly?”

Your lips part before curving into a small smile as you stifle a giggle. You’ve probably figured it out now but Soonyoung doesn’t care as long as you keep talking.

“Well,” you say, sitting up a little higher as you trace your fingers down his biceps. “You’ve got such nice, strong muscles. Every time we cuddle, they wrap around me so firmly, like you’d hate it if I ever got up and left.” His breathing hitched and his smile widened as he scooted a little closer towards you. If he was a dog, he’s pretty sure you’d be able to see his tail wagging excitedly.

“And you’re so husband coded, the way you always hold my bags, even if it’s a cute purse and how you always place your hand on my thigh while you drive. I also love how you dance baby, the way you move…”

You smile cheekily, choosing to leave the sentence unfinished and Soonyoung thinks he might die. “Okay, okay, that's enough examples for now,  just come kiss me,” he whines as you laugh and kiss him sweetly.

“Cute,” you murmur into his lips and this time, Soonyoung doesn’t really mind.

[junhui4ever]

@ JUNHUI4EVER'S MASTERLISTS!

cortis

seventeen

[junhui4ever]

@ JUNHUI4EVER'S CORTIS MASTERLIST!

ot5: jealousjealousjealousjealous ᯓ (in which you text your boyfriend who might be a teensy tiny bit jealous)

martin: tba

james: my place or yours? oh wait—our place! ᯓ (in which you have a lighthearted conversation with your boyfriend about moving in together)

juhoon: tba

seonghyeon: girl, u make me blush so hard, u da real makeup artist! ᯓ (in which seonghyeon might be a little in love with his makeup artist! uh oh...)

keonho: tba

[junhui4ever]

@ JUNHUI4EVER'S SEVENTEEN MASTERLIST!

choi seungcheol: tba

hong jisoo: tba

wen junhui: tba

kwon soonyoung: not cute anymore! ᯓ (in which soonyoung loves you more than anything in the world but sometimes he wonders, is he just cute to you?)

jeon wonwoo: tba

xu minghao: tba

kim mingyu: tba

lee seokmin: tba

chwe hansol: tba

lee chan! tba

[junhui4ever]

@ JUNHUI4EVER'S RULES!

(1) very important but i don't write smut!!!! some of my works might be a little suggestive but nothing too explicit so pls do not request or expect any smut in my works <3 (2) i only write for cortis and seventeen and that too not all of seventeen (read: i'll only write for s.coups, joshua, jun, hoshi, wonwoo, minghao, mingyu, dk, vernon and dino; i have nothing against the other members, i deeply and truly love them all, but i find it quite difficult to write for jeonghan, seungkwan and woozi 💔) (3) pls pls pls do NOT copy, translate, plagarise or repost my works on a different website! i only write on tumblr. i'm totally alright if anyone takes inspiration from my work as long as it isn't fully copied :) (4) and lastly, yes i do take requests! be as specific as you like as well as patient because i am a student and it might take me some time to get to requests!

that's all for now, thanku for taking some time to read and follow these rules!

TILL SIGNING OFF !

[junhui4ever]

@ JUNHUI4EVER'S ABOUT ME!

READY TO MEET TILL?

hello!! my name is natalia but i go by till (yes like the alien stage character haha, i was so happy when i found out) and this is my first writing blog >.< ! i'm an '08 baby and my bday is the 22nd of february so i'm already 18! continue reading to see some more facts about me!

𖦹 intp 𖦹 ethnically korean-russian + born and raised in australia 𖦹 dancer! i love dancing, it's my life 𖦹 avid reader 𖦹 marvel fan!!! 𖦹 big family alert! 4 siblings 𖦹 have a cat and a dog (do NOT ask me if i'm a cat or dog person i cannot choose) 𖦹 fav foods include yubuchobap and dakgalbi + strawberry milk (mmm) 𖦹 biases in svt are: jun (obvi!), minghao, hoshi, joshua and vernon (bias wrecker dino) 𖦹 biases in cortis are: martin and seonghyeon (bias wreckers are the rest of them omg)

TILL SIGNING OFF !