ㅤㅤ𝐈. shawty bad, slim thicc 𝐈𝐈. she my drug, she my fix, and i'm all up in her mix 𝐈𝐈𝐈. she be mixing with the wrist, she the plug, she finesse 𝐈𝐕. she the one they call the G.O.A.T. she don't stress, she don't trip and she fuck with all my bros
ㅤ೯𓂃 ...... ㅤㅤ말하고 싶어 to say i love you, but boy i like you
SYN. ㅤyou really, really like your best friendㅤ ꒰✉️꒱ㅤbsf!martin x bsf!readerㅤ✶ㅤwritten, fluff, profanity, humour ㅤbasketball au
🕸️ ; i emerge from hiatus everyone
A BASKETBALL MATCH FULL OF SCREAMING GIRLS had not been how you planned on spending your Friday evening. It was undeniable that you had a crush on Martin even if he was the only one who didn’t know it, which is the only reason why you agreed to come to his matches in the first place wearing his shirt he basically forced you to get into. “Just wear it.” He whined, holding up the shirt and trying to give you puppy eyes that were totally working, even if you wouldn’t admit it. “No, thank you. I would rather not have all your fangirls starting a riot because I’m wearing a shirt signed specially by the ‘Great Martin Edwards’.” You commented, warily imagining the usual scene of nasty looks shot in your direction since you did everything with him.
Given that he was your best friend and terribly clingy, doing everything together had become a norm; skateboarding home, convenience store raids, sleeping over schoolbooks in the library since you decided to game all night instead of study like you planned to.
“I, the great Martin Edwards will protect you.” He spoke up, already lifting your arms and shoving the shirt down your body, flashing you his boyish grin at how cute you looked as you drowned in his shirt, despite your heavy scowl. That same grin brought you out of your imagination and into the reality of excited shrieks and the sweaty boy staring down at you.
"Did you see that?" His disheveled blonde hair stuck to his forehead and his breathing remained unsteady, coming in short shallow breaths as he waited for your reply, furrowing his brows when he noticed your eyes wander around the room searching for context about his question. “I guess you didn’t then.” Pouting, he leaned in and bopped your nose. “Focus this time, okay? This next shot is for you.”
“Yeah yeah, if you miss this one, you have to buy me coffee everyday for the entire month.” You replied snarkily, watching him swallow the water he had been drinking to feign a scared expression with his arms up. “I’m so scared.” He teased, dodging your incoming hit and running back to the court.
Your bet didn’t last long as you watched him dunk the ball into the net, shooting you a smug wink. “You owe me coffee now.” He mouthed. Grinning, you cheered him on regardless and cursed your heart for fluttering every time he blew you a kiss after he scored.
“Stop flirting.” His teammates teased, shoving him around once the final whistle blew. Ignoring them, he walked over to you, dropping his sweaty forehead on your shoulder with a sigh. Scrunching your face in disgust, you squirmed in a weak attempt to get him off. “I looked so cool right?” He mumbled, absentmindedly fiddling with your fingers while rubbing his sweaty hair on your shoulder.
“Yeah, sure, just get off.” Steadying your hurried breath, you kept your arms glued to your sides as he ignored your demand, moving closer to lean the rest of his weight over you and rest his chin closer to your ear. “But did you think I was cool?”
Pressed against his body, your rapid heartbeat happened to be the least of your concerns at the feeling of him interlocking his fingers with yours, a habit he’d adopted initially to tease you when you began fiddling with his rings. “You’re always cool, Martin.”
His next words were drowned out by a crowd of girls forming around you, squealing for him to sign their shirts or take a picture with them. Moving back to get away before you got overcrowded, you managed to glance at his oddly irritated expression as he forced a smile and signed.
Moments later, he emerged outside, freshly showered and changed, holding his skateboard and sports bag. Hearing his footsteps, you looked up at him, your breath catching at the moonlight gracing his tall frame and shining over the damp strands of hair framing his face.
“Managed to survive the stampede?” You asked as he walked up to meet you. Pressing a hand to his chest he feigned a pained expression, “Just barely,” He spoke, stumbling and leaning his weight on you. “It would’ve been much easier with you there.”
“Drama queen.” You joked, shrugging him off lightly and gazing up at him. “I’d die in there. Not everyone’s a beanstalk.” His grin only widened at your comment. After dropping his equipment, he wrapped his arms around your shoulders and pulled you into a hug that blocked your air circulation. Naturally, you wrapped your arms around his waist as he spoke up. “I can protect you, you know.”
“Mhm.” You mumbled against his shirt, closing your eyes and listening to the steady beat of his heart.
“Don’t you want to know what I said back there?”
Mustering a weak mumble as a reply, he smiled and continued. “I like you, you idiot.”
Snapping out of your sleepy haze, you shot your head up and stared at him with widened eyes. “You’re joking.”
“I’m not,” He started, a familiar red tint travelling up his neck and to his face. “I didn’t want to tell you in case I ruined our friendship but seeing you cheer me on at my match made me feel weird and fuzzy and I could barely breathe properly.”
“Martin—”
“And even if you don’t like me, I hope we can still be friends because I can’t imagine me without you or you without me since we need to come in a pair.”
“Wait—” His blabbering interrupted your words. “If you don’t want to, then that’s totally okay. I just hope you can think about it and—” Reaching up and putting your hands over his cheeks, you squish them gently to hinder his word vomit.
“I like you too.” You grinned, watching his eyes enlarge. “Really?” He questioned carefully, squinting as if searching for the truth of your statement.
“Really, really.”
Feeling awkward from his gaze you shrugged him off and motioned towards the emptying schoolyard, quickening your steps after hearing him follow after you. “You really mean it, right?” He called, taking large steps to catch up with your run.
“No take backs.” His grin is practically audible as he speeds up, cutting in front of you to block your passage. Bumping into his chest, you look up match his wide grin. “No take backs.” You reply, leaning into him and pressing a quick peck on his lips.
Pulling back to his reddened face, you take the chance to make your escape while he stands frozen in his spot. Snapping out of it, he makes hurried steps in your direction. Letting out the giggle you had been suppressing, you ran a little faster across the yard, glad that he couldn’t see the stupid grin growing on your face.
“Do it again.” He called out, your footsteps the only noise in the empty campus. “I didn’t feel it so it doesn’t count!”
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☎️ . . . cortis taglistㅤ★ㅤ@wonsoire , @lavendersloane , @09zpzkeonnss , @blvengene , @chae-rries (click here to join the taglist!)
i always come here after disappearing for years to ask a question istg, but this is a rlly quick one i swear. yes, they are both ex themed bcs i apparently miss my nonexistent ex 🤠
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dear god - heeseung, e2l
anything but love - martin mini smau series, idol x idol, e2l
+ why the hell do i never see any of your posts on my tumblr feed at all tumblr is trying to separate us wtf
blr is trying to separate us fr wtf 😒 i literally opened blr yesterday and i found your page and spam liked all ur new posts on my spam acc, so if u get shadow banned girl I'M SORRY
that martin abg smau was terrible, way too rushed and it seemed like a 12 year old made it. no adult being txts like that 😭 especially those pictures with the description of who they are? bro this is tumblr and not the character creation menu on c.ai 🫵🫵
ㅤ೯𓂃 ...... ㅤㅤi'm not waiting for your heart to break
SYN. ㅤhe's your sweet escapeㅤ ꒰✉️꒱ㅤbsf!seonghyun x bsf!readerㅤ✶ㅤsmau, fluff, slight angst, affectionate name calling, there is no cheating, js seonghyeon downbad.ㅤ ꩜ㅤft. ryul from lngshot, cortisㅤ
🕸️ ; happy new year 😁let's not talk abt my inactivity btw, junior year is a taste of hell fr
follow 4 more, feel free to send ur recs and i'll try and get through them!
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hii, i'm back again now that the holidays are over (WHY). LOWK, boutta be my busiest year yet, but i'm already thinking about changing my theme :p so i'm soooo happy to finally be back. alr, so would we like to have a martin mini smau to start off the year??? vote and share what you'd like me to do in the comments or via dm or send an ask >3
Fun tag game idea: say something that most of your followers wouldn’t actually know
I’ll start first: I am actually married. Irl. I have a husband. I know it’s surprising considering the Tumblr spouses, but my husband thinks it’s funny.
ㅤㅤ★ㅤoh my god holy shit sha those look gorgeous what thehell ++ ty mi, luna too for the tags :3
right okay my family used to have this huge old radio w/ matching speakers and i'm like trying to learn how radios work rn so i can make it functional and use it to listen to cds and stuff bc it supports cds / dvds as well ^_^ it's not going great so far. i plugged it in once to like the wire that's attached to its speakers and shit sparked (w/ smoke) like 20 cms from my face so that was like suuuper fun 🫰
uh well uhm i've actually been a writer for 5 years from wattpad (my og days) and i used to read every single bts story known to man from 4am ALLL the way to midnight. i also wrote "messages", made paper cranes and recorded audios to the bts members on their birthdays through some youtube foundation and now i have no idea where tf my messages and my voice recordings are 😁
too lazy n busy to tag anyone, but if any of my followers see this, feel free to join :p
hihii ^^ i just saw you followed my acc and i've been smiling like a GOOF aksjka i love your smaus, so many of them are reblogged in my drafts on my reading acc so i can go back to them
hiii babes >3 AJDHF that literally js made my day omg, i also rlly love ur smaus 😝
in the absolute nicest way possible, i was wondering why you specify the reader being asian in some of your smaus? i feel like the point of x reader content is for it to be open to all audiences regardless of race (or size, since the reader being 5’0 and “really small” was also mentioned a lot in one of them. i’m actually around that height anyway, but still i’m sure a lot of readers aren’t). there’s nothing wrong with writing for an asian!reader at all, same as how people write for black!reader or male!reader, but i feel like that should be mentioned in the content warning or in the pairing up top so readers know going in. otherwise it kinda takes people out of the illusion when y/n is suddenly specified as a race that they aren’t. i’m not talking about the pictures btw, i get those are just for the visuals, but i mean when the reader directly states that she’s asian when it doesn’t feel necessary (again it’s your work so if you really just want to make her asian that’s ofc 100% okay but should probably be warned for). this isn’t hate at all, i genuinely enjoy your work so so much, but just wanted to share some food for thought 💗
hiii, i totally get why you feel like that! just to clear up the misunderstanding, the only instance where the reader is specified as asian is in my smau "ABG" for martin. ABG typically stands for "asian baby girl" and is inspired by a song with the same name. i heard it and felt that it totally had martin's vibe so i made a smau about it. so in this case the female character in the story (not necessarily the reader) had to be asian or it would defeat the whole purpose. i'm totally at fault for not actually specifying bcs i js thought that everybody would understand, which i now was wrong. also, the "reader" or female character in the rest of my stories isn't directly implied to be asian. thanks for the feedback >3