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[rasparagus]

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[rasparagus]

im in love with lee chan btw

[linokun]

maniac encore in japan — 230226 happy birthday @minchns ♡

[rasparagus]

hey so i’m very sorry but we have to get married yesterday like there’s just no other option unfortunately ! thank you very much for the kind words as always <3

~gala

ahhhhh gala u know u have my heart 💜

and apparently now my hand in marriage!!

[rasparagus]

living for vernon and his thick luscious wig

[cheolsblackgf]

bags

⇒ woozi x reader

⇒ word count: 750 (it was last time i checked, but then i added some stuff so just disregard this)

⇒ warnings: none

⇒ content: certified fluff zone; established relationship with dare I say tsundere!jihoon

⇒ note: enjoy ♡

“i’m bored.” you say, throwing another crumbled paper ball in the recycling bin. your boyfriend’s eyes dart to you quickly, before going back to his computer screen. “you’re always bored when you come here,” he remarks, followed by some audible clicking, “I don’t know why you keep coming.” he adds in a barely audible voice. you pretend you don’t hear him, and he pretends he didn’t say anything. he knows why you come here every tuesday after work and he loves when you come, though he won’t say it in as many words. ever since you first got into a relationship with him, he’s made it seem like he doesn’t like having you around. though it’s probably because his confession could’ve been described as embarrassing, you don’t see it that way. (your name spelled (incorrectly) in butter on a piece of toast, followed by “I like you”.)

at that point in your life, you didn’t have an adequate amount of time to make breakfast since you were always running late, so it was always toast. he picked up on that and managed to catch you one day outside of your office building. the piece of toast was cold, and the butter was barely visible, but he had a whole little speech planned out and even through the obvious sleep deprivation, he was adorable and you’ve liked him ever since.

now, in order to somehow make up for the dignity he supposedly lost during that encounter (and the relentless teasing from you), he pretends you’re a nuisance any chance he gets. at first, you just thought he was being silly, but over time, and the more he called you silly names very obviously filled with love like “dummy” (your favourite) among others, you realised he was totally committed to this bit. it didn’t annoy you like it may annoy someone else because he’s jihoon, and you know what he’s capable of.

about six months from the beginning of your relationship, jihoon invited you to his workplace. it’s a cozy little studio on the middle floor of a big building in the city. it’s about a fifteen minute walk from your office, but you don’t mind it.

at the start, he wasn’t really meaning for it to become a routine or expecting you to come each time, but the more he invited you, the more you built it into your schedule. tuesday was always the golden day. work ends early for you on that day, and you don’t have as many errands.

he always orders takeout for you when he knows you’re coming by, too, which might be the sweetest thing. you don’t always get to eat lunch on tuesdays because you wouldn’t be able to leave early if you took the optional lunch break they offered at your office. jihoon knows this, and he always makes sure to ask you what you’re feeling that day so he can order accordingly.

today, he ordered fish and chips from the “anything” restaurant down the street. he never gets anything when he orders you food, but he “tastes” your food each time. so much so that you portion off every meal with him. this should bug you, but how could it? you almost never finish all your food by yourself anyways.

“oh shit,” you exclaim as a notification comes through your phone. it’s the grocery carrier announcing your groceries being dropped off. “I have to go, my groceries are sitting outside my doorstep and I don’t want them to go bad. damn, I thought he would’ve come later.” you curse. when they say speedy delivery, they mean it.

jihoon’s pout is barely visible, but when he turns to look at you, you see he’s not thrilled to hear you’re leaving. he goes to grab your bag from the hook on the wall for you, but moves like there’s double sided tape on the bottom of his shoes.

you get up and tidy your area before going to stand in front of your boyfriend to bid him goodbye. he grabs both your arms and pulls you in, causing you to completely forget your script. “see you later.” he says placing a fairly quick peck to your lips. he lets you go soon after, but when you don’t move, he’s confused.

“do that again.” you request. jihoon doesn’t usually kiss you. he’s usually on the receiving end because his version of affection involves less intimate contact, which is fine with you. it won’t stop you from kissing him, though.

“you’re pathetic.” he replies, and kisses you again. “okay, again.”

“your groceries–” he reminds you, though you haven’t forgotten. to hell with the goddamn groceries.

“it’s just yogurt. kiss me again.”

“okay, okay!”

[rasparagus]

intertwined

pairing: jeonghan x reader

genre: fluff, established relationship

word count: 580 on the dot

content warning: mentions of food and eating

svt masterlist

the thing about jeonghan is that for all his nonsensical remarks, relentless teasing, and occasional roasts, he’s an incredibly loving and caring older brother figure to his members. of course you get to witness that firsthand when the two of you start dating. and somehow, slowly but surely he pulls you into his little world, melding his friends and yours, until you can’t really even remember what things were like before you two were official. by now, it’s been years, and you treat everyone in his life as if they’re your own family and vice versa. 

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[sweetiesicheng]

vernon - hungover and tripping over

word count : 913

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“oh fuck.”

you sit up on the couch you had slept on. there’s people everywhere. people sleeping on the floor, people sleeping at the table, there’s even someone sleeping on the kitchen counter.

how drunk did everyone get?

you take a stranger’s jacket off of you and lay it on top of the girl who is sleeping on the couch chair.

your phone happens to be on the coffee table, so you grab it and see that it’s pretty late in the morning. since it seems that no one else is awake, you decide to quietly leave the apartment.

as you start walking out, you hit something and trip, falling to the floor. you groan in pain and look behind to see your boyfriend still asleep despite literally tripping over him.

“vernon,” you quietly call out while checking to see if anyone else woke up. “vernon,” you call his name again.

vernon stirs, “what?” he mumbles, crossing his arms and trying to go back to sleep.

“i’m leaving,” you say to him.

“k,” he replies.

“vernon,” you call out again. he just hums in response this time, “go sleep in your room. we’re in your apartment.”

vernon opens his eyes, “we’re at my place?” he asks. he sits up and looks around. “who’s sleeping on the counter?” he asks.

you look over, “i think that’s chan?” you reply. “anyways, go sleep in your room. you can deal with these guys later.”

vernon’s head tilts down, “i’m so hungover…” he groans.

you sigh and stand up. you grab his arm and start pulling him up. “come on, i’ll help you.”

vernon stands up as you pull him up and leans toward your body. you wrap your arm around him and walk through his apartment. you barely miss accidentally hitting people who are on the floor and bring vernon into his room.

however, another person happens to be on his bed. it’s seungkwan, who is also fast asleep.

“guess i really have to leave since seungkwan’s here,” you say and help him sit down. “you gonna be okay? you’re not sick, right?” you ask him.

he just groans and lays down, “i’m never drinking again.”

“you said that last time,” you remind him and manage to pull the blanket over him. “i’ll text you later.”

“k. get home safe,” he mumbles before falling back to sleep. you lean in and kiss him, alcohol still lingering in his breath.

—

“oh my god.”

you stand in the doorway and find the place a mess. you must’ve not noticed since there were so many people here earlier. and it seems like most of your friends had woken up and left, but vernon’s friend, chan, is still sleeping on the countertop.

you close the door behind you and go into the apartment. you find vernon and seungkwan still sleeping too.

you shake your head in disbelief before shaking vernon.

“hey,” you call out to him. once vernon finally stirs, you shake him again, “hey. i’m here to clean.”

“…what?”

you sigh, “i’m here to clean,” you repeat. you shake your head again, “just go back to sleep.”

“wait, i can help,” vernon claims and sits up but instantly falls back. “my head…”

“idiot,” you say and run your hand through his hair. “just sleep, babe.”

you move a small trash bin and leave it next to the bed in case one of them throws up.

you walk out of the room and into the kitchen while tying your hair back. once again, chan is still on the counter asleep, so you start cleaning everything else that can be cleaned.

there’s empty bottles, empty pizza boxes, solo cups with mystery jungle juice, and a whole lot of trash. you end up dumping all the liquids in the sink and all of the trash into trash bags that sit by the front door for the time being.

—

“hey, uh, i’m leaving,” seungkwan mentions. his hair is all over the place and his shirt is inside out. he holds a water bottle and a jacket in one arm.

“can you take this one with you?” you ask, pointing to chan, who you managed to wake up so he could sleep on the couch and so you could clean the counter.

“oh, yea. he lives near my place actually, so i can drop him off,” seungkwan replies.

“you didn’t drive, right?” you ask him.

“i did, but i’m taking a cab,” seungkwan mentions while refilling his water bottle. “i’ll text you guys later.”

you help seungkwan bring chan out to the taxi he had ordered. when you go back to vernon’s apartment, you find him just waking up.

“good morning,” you greet.

“hey,” he greets and sits up. his hair is all over the place so you run your hand through it to try and fix it. “anyone still sleeping?”

you shake your head, “everyone’s gone, but people left their keys here, so they’ll be back eventually.” you kiss his cheek. “is your head still spinning?” you ask him.

“not that bad,” he mentions. “do you need help cleaning?” he asks, looking around his room to find his room tidied up already.

“just take the trash out for me and we’ll call it even,” you say to him. “how does takeout and a movie sound?” you suggest. you climb onto his bed and sit next to him.

“as long as there’s no more alcohol, that sounds amazing,” he replies and kisses your cheek.

[pandebonon]

told you.

drabble (repost from aj-cupid).⠀⠀wc: 600

summary: vernon's inner monologue about his feelings for you.

tags: vernon x reader. pure fluff, secretly in love!vernon, down bad!vernon, vernon's very fond of reader.

He noticed you shivering, biting your lips to keep them warm as the cool night air began to settle in. He saw you get goosebumps with every cold breeze, pretending not to be cold by focusing on Soonyoung’s silly conversation to distract yourself from the sharp, dry sensation on your skin.

He knew you weren’t going to say anything, and Soonyoung, immersed in his ideas, wouldn’t spot your shoulders uncomfortably shifting more often than usual. You were too stubborn to admit that he was right when he told you, “The weather’s been acting up lately, y’know? Especially at night. I don’t think it is a good idea to go out on that top, you’ll freeze”, when he picked you up.

“Don’t worry, Nonnie, I’ll be fine”, you answered simply, fixing your top.

You saw through the mirror his raised eyebrows, the question “are you sure?” in his expression.

“I’ll be ok, really!” you reassured him once again, “besides, I was looking forward to using this top since I bought it. It looks good on me, right? This color suits me well, don’t you think?”

He nodded and blinked just once, thinning his lips. That was enough confirmation for you, and you left together to meet the rest of your friend group.

Vernon, silent with his affections as always, took off his jacket and placed it over your shoulders without exchanging a single word, just a knowing look in his eyes that hung an implicit “told you”, then looked away, hands in his pockets. You smiled widely, nervously, like caught red-handed, but still thanked him under your breath. And he just nodded.

He did that very often, nodding and looking away.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to look at you; in fact, he was constantly watching you. That’s how he noticed things, and if it was up to him, he would never tear his eyes off of you. But Vernon couldn’t afford to let you know how much attention he paid to you. Primarily because that attention usually came with a million fake scenarios that he would reproduce over and over again at 2:00 a.m, when he couldn’t sleep, or throughout the day when he tried to concentrate on his job.

Sometimes he gets so shy about his delusions that he thinks about the massive amount of shame he’d feel if you could read his mind. Because, what would you think if you ever knew the way his chest filled with hope when he thought about the faint scent of your perfume sticking in his jacket? He was practically manifesting it.

His rib cage felt tight when he saw you snuggling in it. “Cute… In my clothes…” he thought, and just for a fleeting moment, he let himself imagine that his jacket warming up your body on a windy night was a claim. That it was him telling everyone that you were his.

He would also let out an insanely bright smile when looking at you doing something silly every so often, but it was not very common. Now, he was on the very edge of allowing one of those smiles to show. Yet, it did not matter how hard he tried to hold it back; before he noticed it, he already had that foolish smile on his face.

He shook his head as his smile grew wider after Seungkwan nudged his right arm with a knowing look in his eyes. Seokmin appeared from his left side, patting his left shoulder and looking at him just like Seungkwan.

Was he so evident? Damn, he was so screwed.

Repost from my previous writing blog aj-cupid. I'm not stealing! I hope you enjoy. <3

© aetheriscece 2026

[luvyeni]

• big boy . ִֶָ་. 🍯 ་༘

⌗bigboy — you loved ragebaiting your boyfriend …

( s. changbin x fem!reader ) • warnings. unprotected sex , p n v , changbin lifts reader up , dirty talk 𓄵 word count. 489 { back to library }

sometimes you liked ragebaiting your boyfriend , especially when he just got home from the gym. “hey baby.” he dropped his gym bag , immediately coming to kiss you , like he always did.

“hi binnie.”

he didn’t even bother showering before crawling into bed with you. “you know, stays say you’re getting smaller.” you smirked , watching him lift his head up off your chest.

“what?”

you chuckled at his confused face. “yeah they said you looked like you were slimming down , and i gotta say binnie.” you clicked your tongue trying not to laugh. “i think they might be right.”

“you think im getting smaller? i literally started bulking again.” he said , sitting up on his knees ; it took you everything not to fold , because you loved when he bulked , and you could tell he was bulking again. “baby i can still carry you.”

“i don’t know bin , last it felt like you were gonna drop me.” you bit down on your lip to conceal your laugh.

and that’s how you found yourself suspended in the air , changbins arms tucked under your thighs as his cock drilled into you. “fuck binnie!”

he held you up with no ease , his cock hitting deep inside you. “fuck baby you’re always so tight in this position.” he grunted. “am i too small now?”

he held you up against the wall , slowly grinding into you. “look at me baby.” he grabbed your chin. “look at you.” he smirked , kissing your lips , laughing when you chased his lips , delivering a deep thrust that had you gasping at the sheer thickness that was stretching you out. “such a needy slut for my dick.”

“i can feel you tightening around , you gonna cum for me baby?”

“fuck yes!” you screamed , he moved you up and down on his dick. “binnie i’m gonna cum!”

“cum for me baby.”

he held you down on him , shaking in his arms as you came. “fuck.” he cursed as you came down from your high , slowly moving his hips as he came to his peak.

“shit.”

sitting down on the bed , holding you in his lap as he pulled you into a messy kiss , his cock half hard inside you; his neck wrapped lazily around your neck , pulling away , giving you a peck.

“you still think i can’t hold you up?” you smirked , grinding down on his cock , he hissed , his cock getting hard again.

“i don’t know , i don’t think so.”

you loved ragebaiting your man.

©️LUVYENI

[rasparagus]

spare vernon fics PLEASE

[rasparagus]

and i’ll admit it. i still dont really know what a/b/o is!!!

[rasparagus]

thank u minghao and vernon for yet again managing to perfectly appeal to my music taste

[tempobaekh]

(part 1) (part 2) (part 3)

texts with aaron hotchner and his younger unhinged girlfriend

author's note: hey babes!! feels like too long since i've updated this story. suddenly got the motivation and ended up going overboard with the amount of texts lol that's okay:) hope you guy's love this one, i adore how much you all are loving the other parts makes me so happy!!. the moodboard at the top is not for any specific appearance, so everyone and anyone can read:)<3

Note: gifs, pictures, dividers, and headers DOES NOT belong to me. only the moldboard. CREDITS TO THE RIGHTFUL OWNERS!! Feedback and reblog is appreciated.<3

[rasparagus]

i love wonwoo!!!!

[foolishaj]

SEO CHANGBIN?!? ONE CHANCE PLEASE

[rasparagus]

fine i’ll do it myself