It's the worst birthday ever. Single-handedly, irreversibly, the worst birthday in all your twenty years of being alive on planet Earth.Β
What's even more terrible? You'd been sure this was the year everything would turn around for once, that you'd be spending today with your new friends from uni, and not pretending to be a shapeless lump under your blanket, face smushed into the soft hollow of your pillow.
βNghh,β you let out a garbled sound into it, counting down to how much longer you could survive with no airflow onto your nose or mouth. 10, 11, 12, 13β¦
Yep, fuck, 13 is where you quit.
Call it dramatic, but you were so sure you'd be happy today. Your mom had called you in the morning to wish you bright and early, promising that the pastries she'd sent over would arrive soon. (It hadn't. Lost in mail or something like that. Now you have to wait another day to enjoy it.)Β
But that's okay, you can deal with no pastries until tomorrow. There are the other things you can't seem to overlook no matter how hard you try though.Β
Like how you'd walked into the kitchen this morning, expecting balloons and confetti from your dear roommates, but instead had been met with Woonhak stuffing a whole chicken leg into his mouth and running off without sparing you a second glance.Β
But it's Woonhak, and his absurdity can be excused away by his usual personality.Β
Then it was Wonhee refusing to let you into her room and letting Sungho drag you out to a cafeβuntil he got a phone call in the middle of your nice little hangout and had to run off after suggesting you get lunch and buy some nice clothes with the notes he presses into your hand. While you appreciated the money, you did not appreciate being abandoned in the middle of a cafe to have a sad meal all alone while you swore people kept judging you from the corner of your eyes.Β
You were so sure at least one of your other roommates would come back for you. If no one else, then Jaehyun. Always him.Β
He's been looking out for you since the first day you got here, all bright-eyed and ambitious to start a new chapter of your life. He's your closest friend here; all you wanted was a wish, a hug at best. He's never been shy with affectionβalways reaching for your hand or ruffling your hair or throwing a hand around your shoulder, pulling you close.Β
Not a single wish from him either. You know it hurts the most out of everyone, and you also know the bite is more pinched because a part of you knows there's a small crush blooming there for him.Β
Fuck Myung Jaehyunβand fuck all your other so called friends too. You had slumped in your seat as you stared down at your empty tea cup.
The last straw was a three year old wobbling over to your sad state and offering you her cookie, saying, βYou look sad.β You agree with her, and you appreciate her offering, but being called out by a toddler for being a joyless adult is not a fun experience.Β
And then things just kept going wrong, one after another like the worst game of dominoes in the world.
Your car broke down, your heel snapped, then you got rained on the whole time on your forty-minute walk back home. You're pretty sure you looked like a wet cat dragging its tail across the carpet when you trudged back in, not even bothering to go into the living room before beelining for your bedroom and crawling into your sheets.
Gross. You're sopping from head to toe, and now you need to do your laundry tomorrowβif you don't get sick from mold poisoning first that is.Β
It's a terrible, horrible day, and the clock is dangerously ticking close to midnight, and all you've done today is be miserable and be ignored by your friends. Your phone died halfway through the outing, you have no energy or will to plug into the socket, and your legs ache from the whole godforsaken journey.Β
Through the layers of blankets, you hear the creak of your door, footsteps approaching in tentative rhythm.Β
βHi,β a soft voice arrives, hesitant, and you feel someone stand above you.Β
A part of you wants to keep sulking, try and see if they'll get tired of it and leave. But then there's a gentle hand removing the blanket off of youβJaehyunβs guilty eyes coming to view in your reddened ones, half your face swallowed into the bed.
βWhat?β you spit back, and it comes out more of a Bwah.
He seems to understand anyways. βSo,β he begins, inviting himself over to sit next to you. βYouβre going to get sick if you don't dry yourself upββ
βI don't care. I'll just die.β
Your response is bitter and annoyed. Who is he to care whether you get sick or not? He didn't even wish you a happy 20th, didn't even come in to check until the end of the day. He'd forgotten, and now he wants to make amends so he doesn't look like the bad guy.
Well, fat chanceβhe is the bad guy. And he's a terrible friend.Β
βY/N-ieββ
βDon't βY/N-ieβ me, Myung Jaehyun, get out of my room if you're done pretending to be concerned.β
Jaehyun is stricken at that. His face morphs from remorse to a frown, sad around the edges.
Then, βI'm not pretending. I do care.β His fingers are tense where they graze yours, voice hurt. βWeβre... Today just went all wrong.β
βTell me about it. It was the crappiest ever.β
βNo, not like that. Not whatever youβre thinking of,β he stays adamant, coaxing your chin to look at him. And then he's brushing your hair back, settling himself on the bed so you're laying facing each other. It sends a spike of electricity through you that you blame on water and heat. βWoonhak accidentally put sugar into the chicken.β
β¦
You blink. What?
βWhat?β
βWoonhak,β Jaehyun repeats, huffing like he finds the situation insane himself. βHe was supposed to handle your birthday breakfast. But he messed up the salt and dumped sugar into the pan, and when you walked into the kitchen, poor kid panicked and ate the whole thing himself so you wouldn't accidentally get a taste of his shitty cooking.β
βOh.β
βWonhee feels bad she had to say no to you hanging out in her room, too. She was blowing balloons in thereβ¦ended up bursting half the pack and then Woonhak had to run to get her inhaler for her.β
Oh. There's a weird sense of guilt running through you now, for assuming your friends had any hurtful intentions at all, but Jaehyun, observant as ever, swoops in to soothe you. He doesn't mind that your face is dewy with rain, his thumb brushes at your cheek when he says, βSheβs okay, just beating herself up for needing to buy a second set of balloons, and apparently Leehan doesn't know how to colour-match them or something.β
βAnd Sungho?β
βYeah, he,β Jaehyun sighs at the bad luck. βHe was going to keep you distracted until we had gotten everything ready, but then the cake went missing, the florist got hospitalised for food poisoning, we almost burnt down the kitchen trying to fix dinner, and then he had to run out to save usβ¦β
And all of it sounds wacky enough to be a lie, but you've been able to read Jaehyun from a mile away. The guy wears his heart on his sleeve and his entire soul on his face. βYou burnt down the kitchen?β you ask, forcing a glare.Β
βAlmost,β he corrects, booping your nose to distract you.Β
βYou suck,β you grumble, but you lean into the touch instinctively, needing warmth. βGet me a towel.β
Jaehyun's eyes brighten up at your demand, excited to help out in any way now. He knows where you keep your things, so it proves to be not a hassle at all to find.Β
When he sits behind you to dry your hair without needing to be asked, it feels like the world is slowly returning to peace again. Not in a monumentary way that fixes things forever, more of a gentle bandaid over a wound. And then, he says, βI wanted today to be good, yβknow. I was hoping you'd be the happiest you ever were. Sorry for fucking it up for you.β
βYou didn't fuck it up.β You shake your head. βIt's not over yet. And you're here now, drying me off like some rabid cat you brought back from the street.β
Jaehyun giggles at your attempt to lift the mood. βYou're satisfied by just this? So you don't want your present?β
Your head swivels around at breakneck speed. βPresent!?β
He rolls his eyes playfully at your quick change in demeanour. βLater. When you're less drenched.β
You huff and pout, crossing your arms to turn away. The least he could do after putting you through that rollercoaster of emotions is get you something you like. Your mind is already twisting through all the possibilities of what it could be. A new album for your collection? That bracelet you've had your eye on since forever? Maybe tickets to the amusement park, like you've been hinting at for a while now, wanting to go with him.Β
Jaehyun tries to get you to look at him, mumbling your name repeatedly to get your attention. You're too stubborn to give in now, even if your anger has melted away into warm excitement by now. It's just nice to be here with him at all.Β
βHappy birthday, Y/N,β you hear Jaehyun whisper into your ear, the towel muffling the sound a little but doing nothing to stop the sparks shooting down your spine. His breath ghosts against skin, ticklish.
It's pure impulse that you turn your head to see him, and it's coincidental that he's a millimeter away from you, looking just as surprised, but making no move to widen the distance.Β
He's right there. Looking all soft with his curly brown hair and rosy cheeks and fuck, you might just kiss away that pout on his lips if he doesn't stop you.Β
And he doesn't. He's never stopped you now that you think of it, always a supporter of your whimsβalways your partner in crime. He's leaning in before you know it, and the sheets are bunched up within your fist, a hand at your jaw tilting it, his mouth on yoursβ
βHAPPY BIRTHDAY, Y/N!β
Woonhakβs loudspeaker-mouth ruins the moment, the door slamming on the side-wall, and suddenly there's a whole ocean of distance between you and your best friend. Your best friend who you would have really liked to kiss and turn into something more.Β
But now Woonhak is barrelling into your personal space and throwing himself into a hug, pulling you against him even though your clothes are nowhere near dry. βWeβre so sorry we messed up. We were trying to make it amazing for you and ended up doing the opposite, please don't be mad,β he whines, worrying that you were about to cut him off for eating your chicken.Β
Wonhee, having deemed it safe to enter now that she can use Woonhak as a human shield if your wrath presented itself, also creeps up behind you to hug you. Then comes Leehan, who practically ragdolls himself and drags all four of you down into the bed, stacked up on top of one another, barely able to get your complaints out.Β
βYou're killing her on her birthday, let the poor girl make it to twenty-one,β Sunghoβs chiding voice filters in through the gaps in the human-ball. Jaehyun cackles at the sight, then when he can't help but join in, bear hugs the entire group with arms as wide as he can make it. An exasperated Sungho follows suit when he reaches for him as well.Β
It's suffocating, in a weirdly comfy way. The weight of people you love around you, on you, everywhere. So much love that you just want to squeeze them to oblivion, with uncontained affection.Β
Through it all, you feel Jaehyun's fingertips grazing yours, looping around your pinky like a secret. Or like a promise to continue where you'd left off earlier.Β
So you may have suffered through rain and dirt today, but it's okay. Because it's worth it when you have friends who pour their love into youβenough to swallow sugary chicken on your behalf, fight through their shitty lung capacity just to get you your balloons, and even almost burn down the house to make you happy. You have Myung Jaehyun to tell you that you're loved while he dries your hair for you, not minding any of the mess.
It's a good birthday, you realise. Everything feels right in the world again.Β
Maybe turning twenty isn't all that bad after all.Β
a/n: hehe i hope this was fun to read, and everyone who made it till the end pls do go slide into @luvbinnies milo's inbox and wish them a wonderful birthday and be really annoying about it too :D !! love youuuuu
TROPES. pacific rim au, best friends to lovers, hurt/comfort (the angst to fluff pipeline)
WARNINGS. birth names used, canon-typical mentions of loss and death, brief alien monster fight descriptions, minor injury, skinship, mutual pining (taesan just wants to kill some kaijus but he somehow gets caught up with these two)
WORDS. 2.8k
NOTES. rewatched the movie recently and this happened. you cannot tell me Leehan wouldn't join a kaiju lab
first event of the love & war series
Seven years ago, when the first Kaiju showed up on the shore of San Francisco and the news was plastered onto every billboard across the world, sixteen year old Donghyun turned to his best friend in triumph: βSee? I told you aliens are real!β
At first, it seemed like a grotesque miracle. A never seen before huge monster showing up out of nowhere and leaving massive destruction behind. After a while people forgot about it. It happened once and far away, on American soil. Then six months later it happened again in the Philippines. Then it kept happening and so the countdown began.
Now, with you in a Jaegerβs cockpit, Donghyun wishes he had been wrong.
He wishes for a lot of things these days, heβs greedy like that. If not for world peace, for you.
He wishes he hadnβt been so fascinated by these creatures that he had applied to join the Kaiju scientist program right after graduation to become a cryptozoologist with his advanced fish biology knowledge. He wishes you hadnβt followed him to the Busan Shatterdome only to excel at the ranger training. He wishes you had never tested drift compatible with Han Dongmin. He wishes he didnβt have to watch you risk your life out there again and again while heβs safely tucked in the military facilityβs laboratory analyzing Kaiju behaviour. He wishes you knew how much you meant to him.Β
There it is again, that wrong feeling. The sirens are blaring but he can barely hear them. He just stares out of the glass panel of the lab, watching J-tech engineers running around to get Siren Fury ready for battle. The Jaeger stands 72 meters tall, made of sleek steel, Koreaβs only Mark-5 model. Itβs as much of a weapon as it is an armour, humanityβs only effective shield against these monsters, but you and your co-pilot always call it her, call it beautiful and Donghyun has to bite his tongue because chances are this metal giant will be your graveyard one day. Thereβs nothing beautiful about that. But you donβt fear death, not like him. You come face-to-face with it every time a new Kaiju emerges from the breach in the Pacific Ocean and youβre dispatched to fight.
He begged you before your first field mission.
βPlease donβt do this,β he grabbed onto your wrist before you could have left the sleeping quarters. You were in his room, laughing at something stupid and meaningless when the speakers blared and you were summoned. Everything stopped being funny then.
βDonghyunββ
He could see something break in your eyes as you glanced behind your shoulder and then back at him. Your pulse thundered under his fingertips. The sound of sirens and footsteps dulled in the background.
βDonβt go,β he pleaded, cold fear grasping him with bony fingers. It was pathetic but he didnβt care. Now that it was happening, he didnβt think he could watch you fight a Kaiju. Simulations were different, you might have aced them all but this was the real thing.
βI havenβt trained for the last three years to give up now. Iβ¦ we can die on the street during any attack. We donβt know when this will end, if this will end at all. I donβt want to sit around and just wait while people are dying. I want to do something,β you told him back then all determined, your eyes fiery, and he knew it was useless to argue.
He wanted to though, he wanted to ask why did it have to be this? He knows you though, after ten years of friendship, of course he does. He should have seen it coming since the first time you threatened to beat up kids who bullied him for his fish obsession. He knew you would make it since the first time he saw you on the mat, sparring with guys much bigger than you in the Kwoon combat room. You even kept up with Han Dongmin of all people and he came from a military family as expected from PPDCβs new favourite. He knew you were made for this.
βYou know whatβs the first thing they ask you in ranger training? Whether we would rather die here or in a Jaeger. You know what my answer is,β you added, quieter and put a hand on his to slide it off your wrist.
He let go, his fingers twitching and curling around nothing.
β I know butβ¦ I canβt lose you too,β he whispered, swallowing around the glob in his throat. You had both lost too much when the Southern coastal line was attacked in Year 3 of the resistance. But the fear of losing you was so much more than that.
Still, you looked at him like you understood and you reached for his hand to squeeze it.
βYou wonβt,β you promised before catching up with your co-pilot yelling at you.
He still feels like heβs losing you, every single time. Even when you come back, he knows you will slip away soon enough. Thatβs why it hurts to let go even though he has no right to keep you back.
Today, it feels especially like torture. To watch it on the big screen in the Shatterdome as the Category IV Kaiju with its hardened scales, crocodile-like jaw and human-sized teeth tries to bite off Siren Furyβs arm.
The metal monstrum stumbles as the Kaiju drags it further into the water. The close combat seems unfair as the Jaegerβs left arm becomes useless and its right hand cannot seem to get a grip on the Kaiju that has a hard enough shell to not seem affected by the cannonball-sized bullets hitting it. Unfortunately firing a proper missile that might do some damage could also destroy the Jaeger from so close, so Donghyun knows why the fight is dragging out for so long.
βDid they mutate to be bulletproof?β He hears a girl from the K-watch team mutter under their breath and he presses his lips into a firm line. As somebody on the research team he knows exactly how these creatures evolved over time, how they got bigger, faster, smarter. Itβs both fascinating and scary to see this fast paced evolution in real time and how Jaeger technology has had to match every new capability. It took six days, three destroyed cities and nuclear missiles to kill the first Kaiju, these days a Category IV takes two or three Jaegers and half an hour. But with the Japanese Midnight Ghost having its Conn-Pod detached from its body, Siren Fury is alone and they are losing.
βDid it rip out the electro blaster?β A girl gasps and Donghyun stands up so abruptly it knocks the chair he sat on over. He canβt just watch this.
He looks up at the communication centerβs glass walls and the panicked faces before running out and taking the stairs by two. Heβs heaving by the time he falls into the LOCCENT Mission Control room. He sees the Marshalβs eyes snap at him for his rude, unauthorized presence but he will deal with that later.
βTell them to attack the underside of the neck or in the mouth,β he tells the officer behind the microphone. He doesnβt explain it because thereβs no time. He sees the red warnings all over the computer screens, the health levels of the pilots dropping low, the Jaegerβs now disabled functions. Itβs life or death at this point.
βWhat?β The officer blinks, looking up at the Marshal for instructions.
βDonghyun?β Your voice comes from the speaker broken and strained. Donghyunβs heart shatters a bit at the way his name sounds from your lips so differently from the usual teasing tone.
βWith a body like that, it should be soft and weak in the neck,β he says firmly, now right into the microphone he has grabbed from the useless LOCCENT officer.
Kaijus might be aliens, they might have an anatomy the human race has never seen on Earth nor can comprehend. But they have flesh and blood β albeit toxic blood β like other mammals. They arenβt bulletproof and most have their gills on their necks to breathe underwater, so itβs as good of a guess as any.
βI sure hope youβre right, Kim, βcause weβre going to have to blow off our own arm for that since itβs still munching on us like weβre a chew toy,β Dongminβs voice comes through the speakers too with its usual arrogance despite the heavy breathing.
βWell, do you have a better idea before it finds our generator too and Siren shuts down in the middle of the Japanese Sea?β You huff and Donghyun feels proud as he watches you and Dongmin work together to direct the right robotic armβs open weaponized palm right to the base of the Kaijuβs neck.
The sound of the blast echoes in the tensely quiet control room until the monitor showing the Kaiju parameters declares it dead and the lifeless body of the Kaiju falls to the bed of the sea next to the victorious Jaeger.
βWe did it,β Donghyun hears you say and he can practically see your smile just because of your voice. Relief washes over him as even the Marshal pats him on the shoulder. It seems like his reprimand has been postponed.
βReset the clock,β the man says and the Kaiju attack counter restarts just as a beeping sound interrupts the cheers.
Your co-pilot calls your name the same moment Donghyun notices that your chart has a blinding red warning on the top of the screen.
By the time Siren Fury is brought back to the base, Donghyun is positively going crazy. Everybody is telling him that you will be alright but it doesnβt help. He canβt calm down until he sees you safe and sound.
But he sees Dongmin first. He looks haggard but okay, unlike you who has to be whisked away to the hospital wing.
βYou!β Donghyun points at him accusingly and Dongmin has the nerve to look around as if he could be talking to anybody else. βYou should have paid more attention to her. You shouldnβt have let herββ
βYou and I both know thereβs no such thing as letting her,β the ranger cuts him off and it only adds oil to the fire burning inside Donghyun because heβs talking big about you, acting like he knows you oh so well, which might be true but it still pisses Donghyun off. Heβs supposed to be your best friend.
βStill. She shouldnβt have overexerted herself like that,β he says but it only makes the pilot guy cross his arms, unimpressed.
βTell that to her yourself, maybe she will listen to you.β
Donghyun pouts because he has no good comeback for that and Dongmin gives him a pointed look.
βDudeβ¦β
βWhat?β He snaps.
The truth is, Donghyun has never really liked Dongmin. At least not since you were paired with him. Personally, he doesnβt have anything against the guy, he is even kind of relieved that your partner is a capable soldier. But the link co-pilots share is almost more intimate than what lovers have. They see each otherβs memories and they are in each otherβs minds. From the moment you drifted together, the one who knew you the best was no longer Donghyun. So yeah, maybe itβs the bitter feeling of jealousy eating him up every time he looks at Dongmin, so sue him if he glares.
But Dongmin just shakes his head with a sigh as if the interaction already bored him.
βYou were her last thought before she fainted. Just saying in case you want to do something about that,β he says with a tilt of his head and walks away, leaving Donghyun in a state of confusion.
Of course, he has to be by your side when you wake up. He feels your fingers twitch in his hand first, then he notices your eyelashes fluttering. Caught red-handed, he moves to pull away but your fingers curl, hooking into his, holding him back. Those damned words from Dongmin echo in his mind as his gaze meets yours.
βHey,β your voice sounds a bit scratchy and you look a little sick under the unflattering white light of the infirmary but youβre alive. You will be okay. Now, he can finally believe it.
βHey,β he breathes out, relieved, and even to his ears it sounds sickeningly fond.
Still, he lets himself stare a bit, at the way your cheeks get a healthier color and your hair falls into your eyes when you turn your head. When you push yourself up to sit β because of course you canβt stay still β, he rushes to help you by arranging the pillows and hands you a glass of water for your parched mouth. He briefly wonders whether he should call for a nurse but you donβt give him a chance.
βYou saved us,β you speak up with a smile, a little awed and a lot proud. It makes him ridiculously shy, so he just shrugs it off.
βFor once. Itβs usually you who does the saving,β he says but thereβs a small smile in the corner of his mouth.
βMy knight in a white lab coat,β you tease and tug at the overcoat he forgot to take off since he left the lab in a hurry before.
βAt your service,β he salutes playfully but your laughs fade into silence soon enough. Itβs not heavy or uncomfortable, nothing ever is with you but thereβs something building there, in the quiet space between you as his nails dig into his pockets. He wants to ask about what Dongminβs big mouth said, but he has no idea how to bring it up. Not to mention, heβs afraid of what you would say. What if Dongmin was just pranking him?
βKim Donghyunβ¦ I can see you thinking hard. Your forehead is getting all wrinkly,β you point out as you reach up to smooth out the lines with your thumb. Your fingertips are a little rough against his skin from years of training with the combat staff but he doesnβt mind. He mourns the loss of your touch as soon as your hand falls away. βWhat are you thinking about?β
βJust something stupid your co-pilot said,β he shrugs, playing it off but you tense nevertheless. So there is something to tell, he notes.
βOh. What did he say?β You ask and he can tell that youβre aiming for casual while planning Dongminβs demise in your head. So instead of answering directly, he prods further.
βWhat were you thinking about before you fainted?β
βOhβ¦ I just realised I donβt want to die with regrets,β you shrug, averting your eyes and if his heart wasnβt doing aerobatics against his ribs, he would laugh at the glare you shoot at the heart monitoring machine by your bedside as it shows gradual increase in your pulse.
βAnd does that include me? Your regrets?β
Donghyun thinks that if aliens can be real, there must be a universe out there in which you love him back the way he wants. He just hopes itβs this one. Heβs greedy like that when it comes to you.
βI canβt believe youβre making me do this here,β you huff and this time, he laughs. Heβs not making you do anything, he just asked a question like a coward because you have always been the braver out of the two of them. So when you grab him by the collar and yank him closer, his laughter dies on your lips like a Jaeger shutdown. He needs a system reboot to catch on and kiss you back. He slides a hand behind your neck, his thumb caressing your cheek like he has always wanted to do. It makes you smile against his lips.
βNo regrets anymore,β you whisper against the seam of his mouth and pull him in more.
That is, until youβre rudely interrupted.
βYah, let the patient rest! Youngsters these daysβ¦β The nurse clicks her tongue but the roll of her eyes is quite doting as she comes to check on the IV dip by your bed. Donghyunβs ears burn as he listens to you negotiate your early discharge and the nurse advises against kissing, but he canβt help smiling when you shoot him secret looks.
A famous ranger once said that there are things you canβt fight unless youβre in a Jaeger. He called them acts of god. Donghyun isnβt so sure if any god has anything to do with it but he knows for sure that he could never fight his feelings for you, Jaegers or not. He tried and failed and he wouldnβt have it any other way, because if he were to die during the next Kaiju attack he would rather have it happen with no regrets too.
END NOTES. i'm currently writing a longer romcom but apparently my brain was like wait, what about something angstier in the meantime? and here we are.
title is from the ruelle song (although work title was acts of god because of the quote but that sounded too religious)
"itβs a matter of pride,β you eventually say, standing up and testing the feeling of being in your shoes - tight, structured, perfect. exactly how you like it.
<CONQUEST OF SPACES>β β β a riwoo x f! reader, figure skating au fic.
COMING SOON.
suggested watching:
[ riwoo: conquest of spaces (kao miura) / rocketman (nathan chen) ]
[ y/n: east of eden (eunsoo lim) / el amor brujo (mai mihara) ]
"itβs a matter of pride,β you eventually say, standing up and testing the feeling of being in your shoes - tight, structured, perfect. exactly how you like it.
<CONQUEST OF SPACES>β β β a riwoo x f! reader, figure skating au fic.
COMING SOON.
suggested watching:
[ riwoo: conquest of spaces (kao miura) / rocketman (nathan chen) ]
[ y/n: east of eden (eunsoo lim) / el amor brujo (mai mihara) ]
i- you sighhhh the fics are so good. all the love and all the likes. genuinely your brain continues to amaze this fandom who will eat and gobble the beauty of ur fics (β§ββ¦)/
aww tysm lynn π₯Ί i'm glad you like all the stuff i write!!
writer oomfs send me a fic (or two, or three, or four, however many you want!) of yours and i'll make a moodboard for it (it'll be posted on @catbbii)!!
my june mwotgata junebug if u are perhaps still bored and have space for another moodboard may I request poyp? πππ i wanna see what's in your head
i am always down to moodboard don't even joke lad. anyways i posted it hereeee teehee i really liked it!
hellooo my junebug, since you're making these gorgeous moodboards for everyone, I have decided to do one for you, and it's probably my favourite ever fic of yours hehe (but it was so hard to pick when spidermyung exists π I love him sm too but taetnyangi has a clutch on my heart)... ofc ofc it's from your persimmons & copper coins. i am not the most aesthetic of ppl but I hope you still like it hehe ππ§‘
AWWWW THANK YOU ROSY you're too sweet :( i love you thank you for doing this!!!! and yes of course you are taetnyangi's biggest fan after all i'm sure he'd be purring from all the attention and belly rubs you'd give him - the black kitty next to taesan is sooo cute i have such bad cuteness aggression i love black cats :(((((
DWDWWWW yes omg i saw that !!! lowk agree i do like the jp ver.... AND TRUEEEEE let woonhak sing ruin my life in the big 2026 (we might get it!! didn't they do never loved this way before for an encore??)
i won't be able to see them live so i hope they don't GRRRRR /j
i also like say cheese!! it's so cute!! i think fadeaway was on their setlist for kov1? but i hope they sing it again hehehe
writer oomfs send me a fic (or two, or three, or four, however many you want!) of yours and i'll make a moodboard for it (it'll be posted on @catbbii)!!
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six boys battle to the death for the attention of their favourite idol: button's y/n l/n.
κ¨.. β β ot6 as parasocial fanboys! [ prev ]
HI JUNE! i'm here to request a fic moodboard and it's one of yours actually! hehe i'd like a moodboard of either woonhak or sungho's x-men au fic pretty please! <33
NOOO ITS OKAY but i do have a sungho moodboard here and woonhak's here! hehe
HELLO PEOPLE I DEMAND ATTENTION my loveliest junebug @mwotgata the founder of the love triangle trope β’ has made moodboards for the childhood friends gfz x reader fic request!!!! and they are beautiful π₯Ή
