#cortis ff

[ihankaji]

NOTHIN’ WITHOUT YOU ─── ♡ 코르티스 ✦ 𝗆𝗒 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗂 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾?

𓂃 ﹕𝖨𝖭 𝖮𝖳𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖶𝖮𝖱𝖣𝖲, they miss you, but instead of hearing it directly from them, you have to hear it from someone else.

──── 0t5!cortis x fem ! reader ╱ ⌕ est. relationship, fluff ∿ ˊᯅˋ use of petnames ( 💬 ) had to make cortis texts guys..

‘💬’ ─ a short one bc maybe i might make more cortis fics….

› CORTIS PERM TL ( OPEN ) ──── @himewonu

[irkkii]

⠀⠀⠀⠀‎ 𝗦𝗧𝗨𝗕𝗟𝗘? ✶ ⠀ ⠀‎m.ep

⠀⠀ ´ㅤ‎⠀ its soooo obvious ur bsf likes u.

𝟑𝟕𝟓─────✿𝓲 ⠀‎ 𝖻𝗌𝖿! 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗇 × 𝗋𝖾𝖺⠀⠀◜ᯅ◝ ⠀⠀‎𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 ⠀⠀⠀♥︎𝐄𝐒𝐓 !

⠀‎⠀‎⠀‎⠀‎⠀‎⠀‎⠀‎ 재사랑 𝟒 ´ ❤︎

it's soooooo painfully obvious martin likes you. like, embarrassingly obvious.

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the constant compliments, the acts of service, the way he looks at you like you hung the moon and stars.

literally everything he does has this little undercurrent of "i am desperately, hopelessly into you" and honestly? everyone sees it. except maybe you, but you're starting to get there.

one time, you were getting ready for some stupid party neither one of you truly wanted to go to. you were standing in front of your mirror, staring at your collection of necklaces. silver one? no. gold chain? too flashy. the little one with the star? maybe. you were stuck, completely paralyzed by the weight of this incredibly unimportant decision.

so you did what you always do when you're indecisive. you called for martin.

the second his name leaves your mouth, his eyes are off his phone and on you in an instant. like, genuinely faster than should be humanly possible. one moment he's scrolling, the next he's locked in, full attention, no distractions.

"yeah?" he asks, and there's this sparkle in his eyes that makes you want to laugh. because how can someone look at you like that and not realize how obvious they're being?

you hold up the two necklaces. "should i wear this one, or this one?"

he doesn't even sigh or roll his eyes like a normal friend would. instead, he sits up, takes the question seriously, and genuinely puts thought into it. he tilts his head, squints a little, and you can practically see the gears turning in his brain.

"they'd both look good on you," he says finally, which is such a martin answer. but then he reaches into his back pocket. "but try this one."

he pulls out a necklace. it's silver, delicate, with a small heart charm on it. simple. pretty. definitely not something he just happened to have lying around.

he dangles it from his fingers, smiling this little smile that's trying so hard to be casual but absolutely failing. you walk over to take it, and you're smiling too, because come on.

"did you buy this for me," you ask slowly, "or is it yours?"

"it's for you. obviously." he says it like it's the most normal thing in the world, but his ears are already turning pink. "unless you don't like it. i can retur—"

you don't even let him finish. "no, i like it!"

you give him a hug, quick and warm, and he freezes for just a second before hugging you back. his hand lingers on your shoulder maybe a second longer than necessary.

"no problem," he says, so casually, like his heart isn't probably doing backflips right now.

but you both know damn well he's going to be kicking his feet about this later. lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, replaying this moment over and over. maybe even telling his pillow about it.

martin always comments "tuff" and "fireee" on every single one of your instagram stories, even the boring ones. he's there within thirty seconds at most a minute.

he gets so giddy whenever he sees you, like a golden retriever who just spotted their favorite person. one time you walked into the room and he literally dropped his phone. just fumbled it right out of his hands. and then he laughed, all flustered, and you couldn't help but laugh too.

you're putting the necklace on, and it's cool against your collarbone. martin is watching you adjust it, trying so hard to look casual, but he's literally holding his breath.

"it's perfect," you say softly. "thanks."

and martin? he just melts. right there on your bedroom floor. he looks at you like you're his favorite person in the entire universe.

so yeah. it's painfully obvious. embarrassingly so.

but honestly? you don't really mind. not even a little.

이희♥︎🍵 request are open but i don't write for seonghyeon or keonho and i dont write smut about any of the members !!

[ikeumiu]

𝗜 𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗙𝗔𝗦𝗛𝗶𝒪𝗡

𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗜𝓞 ──── martin believes that he’s one of the top fashion influencers—one of the best. that is, until you “steal” the spotlight.

﹙ 𝗦𝗠𝗔𝗨 ﹚ martin edwards x fem!r | 𝑐𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄/𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗒 + swearing martin gets jealous strangers to lovers photo creds to rightful owners ﹗

[oceanhyy]

☆.ㅤ  𝐒𝐘𝐍.ㅤ ㅤ──ㅤㅤ  pretending to be mad at james becomes impossible when he already knows you to well

ᯓ   ࣪   ˖    ִ  ★   pairing    ──    zhao yufan ,   f  reader.    

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ contains : playful arguing / fake argument , teasing , small bickering , light tension

wc: 1,2k masterlist⋆˚꩜｡ — kisses ₊˚⊹ ᰔ

The whole thing starts because James refuses to stop talking.

You are sitting comfortably across his bed with one of his hoodies swallowed around your frame, legs tucked beneath you while the evening settles quietly outside his room.

The rain had started earlier and now soft tapping sounds press against the window while music hums somewhere from his speaker, low enough to blend into the room without demanding attention.

James is stretched lazily against the pillows with his phone balanced in one hand, looking entirely too comfortable for someone who has spent the last fifteen minutes bothering you.

“You know,” he says without looking up, “I’m starting to think you only date me for my clothes.”

You glance down at the oversized sleeves covering your hands and shrug.

“That’s not true.”

He finally lifts his eyes.

“Oh?”

“I also date you because you buy me food.”

That earns a quiet laugh.

“Wow.” He presses a hand dramatically over his chest. “Good to know my personality never made the list.”

“You have one?”

James lowers his phone slowly.

And immediately, you know that expression.

The one that means he is about to become unbearable.

“That’s interesting,” he says, sitting up a little. “Because I was just thinking the exact same thing about you.”

You smile innocently and continue scrolling on your own phone.

Unfortunately, he takes your silence as encouragement.

“You’ve been stealing my hoodie all day, insulting me for free, and now suddenly I’m the problem.”

“You are the problem.”

“That hurts.”

“You’ll survive.”

He narrows his eyes, clearly entertained rather than offended.

The thing about James is that he enjoys these little arguments far too much. Half the time they are not even disagreements anymore, just excuses to keep your attention focused on him.

And honestly, you encourage it more than you admit.

Still, tonight you suddenly feel like pushing it further.

So you lock your phone, look up at him, and sigh dramatically.

“You know what?” you say. “I think I’m upset with you.”

James does not even blink.

“No you’re not.”

You stare at him.

“That was quick.”

“Because I know you.”

You fold your arms.

“Well maybe you don’t.”

His mouth twitches.

“That sounds so fake already.”

You try keeping your expression serious.

“I’m being serious.”

“Mhm.”

“I am.”

“No.” He sets his phone aside completely and leans back against the headboard, looking entirely too relaxed. “You’re entertaining yourself.”

You narrow your eyes.

“You think this is funny?”

“Actually I think you’re funny.”

That annoyingly calm smile stays on his face while you sit there trying not to laugh.

Which only irritates you more.

“Maybe I should stop talking to you.”

James tilts his head.

“For how long?”

You hesitate.

“A while.”

“That’s not really specific.”

“Oh my god.”

He looks at you carefully for another second before shaking his head.

“You don’t even sound mad enough.”

You grab the nearest pillow and throw it at him.

He catches it immediately.

“There,” you say. “Better?”

He considers it.

“Still not convinced.”

“You’re impossible.”

“And you’re cute when you’re pretending.”

That makes you sit up straighter.

“I’m not pretending.”

James looks genuinely thoughtful for a second.

Then, with complete confidence, he says, “Okay. Leave then.”

You blink.

“What?”

“If you’re really mad.”

He gestures toward the door casually.

The confidence in his voice bothers you more than it should.

So naturally, you decide to commit.

“Fine.”

You push yourself off the bed and start walking toward the door.

Behind you, James stays suspiciously quiet.

For approximately three seconds.

Then you hear movement.

Followed by footsteps.

You do not need to look back to know he is following you.

“You walk so fast,” he comments.

You ignore him.

“That’s kinda impressive actually.”

Still nothing.

You reach the hallway while he trails after you with absolutely no shame.

“Babe.”

Silence.

“You know I hate you ignoring me, right?”

You continue walking toward the kitchen with your arms crossed while he follows at an annoyingly relaxed pace.

You open the fridge despite not wanting anything at all, mostly because you need somewhere to stand.

James leans against the doorway.

“Babe, come on.”

“I’m upset.”

“No,” he says calmly. “You’re just really bored.”

You close the fridge harder than necessary.

“You don’t take anything seriously.”

“That’s not true.”

“You literally don’t believe me because you don’t love me anymore.”

He studies you for a second.

Then his eyes drop toward the hoodie.

“Alright then, take off my clothes.”

You look down.

“Shut up!”

You push past him and head toward the living room instead.

Again, he follows.

And somehow that annoys you while also making you smile.

“You know what your issue is?” you ask.

He looks delighted immediately.

“Oh this sounds promising.”

“You always think you’re right.”

“That’s because I usually am.”

“That is genuinely insufferable.”

“And yet,” he says while falling into step beside you, “you’re still here.”

You drop onto the couch dramatically.

He sits beside you.

Too close.

You move away.

He moves too.

You glare.

He smiles.

“You’re irritating.”

“You’ve said that already.”

“But I mean it more now.”

You try scooting away again but his knee bumps yours before you get far.

“You know,” he says softly, “if you were actually mad, you’d be quieter.”

That makes you pause.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You talk more when you’re fake mad.”

Your jaw drops.

“You study me now?”

“I pay attention.”

For some reason, that answer throws you off more than you expect.

Before you can respond, his fingers poke lightly at your side.

You immediately grab his wrist.

“James.”

“There she is.”

“Stop.”

“You smiled.”

“I did not!” 

You let go of his wrist and look away dramatically.

For once, he quiets.

The teasing fades into something softer while the rain continues tapping against the windows.

Then you feel him looking at you again.

“You done?” he asks quietly.

You keep staring ahead.

“No.”

“Mhm.”

“I’m still upset.”

He nods thoughtfully.

“That’s terrible.”

“You’re making fun of me.”

“A little.”

You try staying serious.

You really do.

But then his shoulder nudges yours.

And again.

And once more until you finally crack.

A laugh slips out before you can stop it.

James looks victorious immediately.

“Oh wow,” he says softly. “Look at that.”

You cover your face with your sleeve.

“I hate you.”

“No you don’t.”

“Yes I do.”

He smiles.

“That’s a lot coming from someone who kept kissing me last night.”

You groan quietly and lean back against the couch.

The worst part is that he looks so pleased. 

Then his hand reaches toward yours and somehow you already know where this is going.

His fingers slide gently through yours before you can pull away, warm and familiar.

The room feels quieter suddenly.

The teasing still lingers between you, but softer now.

He squeezes your hand once.

Then looks over.

“You know,” he says, voice lower than before, “for somebody trying to leave me five minutes ago…”

You look at him.

“You’re holding my hand pretty hard.”

Your face warms instantly.

You try pulling away but he does not let go.

And unfortunately, his smile only softens.

“You’re awful,” you mumble.

James leans back against the couch, still holding your hand between both of his like he won something.

“Sure,” he says quietly. “But you were never actually leaving.” 

[crtisbambi]

larp ❤︎ keonho

in which . . . your twin brothers best friend larps all your interests in order to get your attention

﹙PRÉCIS﹚, ✿23𝓈 ㅤㅤ ⸻ nonidol keonho & 𝒻. rea 𓂃 Ⓢmau ࣪ ˖ yearner keonho?? 𝄞 ⸝⸝ ⟢ 、first love cuties 𓏏 >﹏<

ℬambi : hi i haven’t posted in Awhile 😳😳 this is my apology for not updating summer boy wit anotha kono work!!!

[juhooniesdoll]

CHOPPED AND UNC .°𖦹⋆✮⋆.°

SYNOPSIS — in which your bf gets dragged by your friends

pairing ot5 x reader

warnings minor cursing,cyberbullying(??),jokes about appearance,keonho catching strays, Martin being mistaken for a masc lesbian (yes this is bc I saw tt comparing him to Katie b😭), beef between cortis and ur friends, uses of face claims

notes ! I felt bad writing this ngl😭 . i had sm more I wanted to write but tumblr has a stupid upload limit. feel free to send requests on what you want to see next!!<33

masterlist

martin

James

Juhoon

seonghyeon

keonho

[j4eyxn]

I LOVE MY GF #1──MARTIN EDWARDS

🍊 𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌

内容 boyf!martin , fem!reader , est. rls, fluff, headcanons.. ୨୧  

LIKE&REBLOG   𓍼   𝗖𝗔𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗨𝗘 🧡

BOYFRIEND MARTIN who memorises your sleep schedule to message you good night and good morning

BOYFRIEND MARTIN who hugs you from behind any time a guy approaches you

BOYFRIEND MARTIN who cuddles you and tells you stupid jokes till your eyes close when you can’t sleep

BOYFRIEND MARTIN who giggles at how small your hand is when your hands are interlocked

BOYFRIEND MARTIN who kisses you till you’re squealing when you’re pouty

BOYFRIEND MARTIN who goes to sleep wearing his ‘i love my gf’ shirt every night

BOYFRIEND MARTIN who gets excited when he turns on his phone to see you on his wallpaper

BOYFRIEND MARTIN who doesn’t let go of you when he cuddles you tightly when you’re mad at him till you can’t stay upset

BOYFRIEND MARTIN who lets you tie his hair up with pink bows and hair ties

BOYFRIEND MARTIN who sends you memes of himself whenever you’re sad

BOYFRIEND MARTIN who buys things that remind him of you and keeps them in one place

BOYFRIEND MARTIN who does stupid tiktok filters with you at two in the morning

BOYFRIEND MARTIN who pokes your nose to tease you

BOYFRIEND MARTIN who learns spanish phrases to rizz you up cause you love spanish

🥥⋆ j4eyxnfics ⊹ est '25 .ᐟ 🍊⋆ 🎧

tag list ! @yunsera @amoressb @k-oimani1 @koiiq @weoris @mqytcha @miuwoniz @murastqr @saintlysl @amatariki @liliikkuma @ririzrecs

[i-kai]

PRIVATE BUT NOT SECRET ⊹ k. juhoon

— you and juhoon don’t feel the need to hide your relationship from the public, nor show it off. ( idol!juhoon x idol!reader, reader is in katseye )

james ver ✶ martin ver. ✶ seonghyeon ver. ✶ keonho ver. ✶ cortis masterlist

note 𖦹 turtlehoon version of this highly requested series continuation!! there are mentions that reader and yoonchae are the youngest, so you can interpret it as reader being born in 2007 onwards! this is dedicated to the sweet @teacuplps (featured in this 😝) and the numero uno juhoonist @kaikaikoi 😚

cortis taglist: @lcvehyeon (open!)