hello my lovely oomfs !! after a short break i am back <3 i have so many new followers on here aaaa thank you for loving my work you all are so sweet
quick life update while i've been away — i recently graduated college with honors :3 i walked the stage a few days ago for a degree in english & poli sci, and on the same day i got accepted into a master's program!!! i also fly to visit my friend el (@water-loos) next week and i feel so elated and joyous and all the happy synonyms
i'm finishing up my last final for undergrad ever at the moment, and then i am free to write whatever my heart desires which is probably enhypen i can't lie i have insane off campus brain rot rn so i'm working up a series loosely based around that if anyone would want to read!
again thank you new & old readers i see all of your comments and you are so very lovely thank you x10000
I'm sorry that it took a lot of time to get to it, and it turned very self-indulgent ( T∀T)
Sunghoon picked up racing when he wanted to be adventurous. He liked exploring new things with you, and it was one time he tried it when you were out with him. It was a typical Tuesday outing with you, and one of his friends invited both of you to drop by to watch a race held by his brother. It's started out as casual fun. In a week or so, he was already taken by it. Attending race after race, participating in a few, when you started tagging along, it became frequent.
He loved the harmless bets you both made, showering each other in gifts. This time, it was different. He had not mentioned what he wanted this time, and you didn't ask because you'd give the world to him if he asked. He's your best friend, your ride or die. You knew he never would ask the impossible even if he is known for his silent mischief.
As expected of him, he won. And the way he smiled after he stooped after the line of victory made your heart race. He's blindingly handsome as the lights shine behind him while he walks, running his fingers through the blond hair. It's cinematic, the way he approaches you."So, what do you want?" Your voice is soft when you take the helmet from him. He leans down to capture your lips in a sweet kiss. "This," he whispers against your lips, "I want us."
Jay is more of a sophisticated man, or so you thought. He wasn't going to race just because you, his girlfriend, are a racer. He knew that you loved the tracks and your bikes. He was all in for supporting you and coming to your races. Standing in the sidelines and cheering for you is what he did until the revelation.
It was one fine day it had happened. All because some guy had the nerve to be ridiculing you for dating a "softie" instead of a racer who is tough and protective. You had landed a punch straight on his nose, hard enough to bleed. You neither knew Jay had heard that nor bothered to tell him because it's insignificant anyway. At the end of the day, you loved him for who he was.
After a week or so, you see a bike in front of your shared house, and your first thought was which of your friends had bought a new bike. Jay had been away on business, and a few of your friends had been dropping by to keep you company because let's face it, you were whipped for your man and missed him every second of the day. You trudge to your door when the doorbell rings, and you are shocked to find Jay with the helmet of "JY" in his hand. Everyone knew "JY" because that mystery guy had been tormenting a lot of racers by winning each race he participated in. To see Jay holding JY's helmet with a grin is surprising. What is more surprising is that the way he is dressed.
"Hey baby," he presses his lips against yours in a sweet kiss. "Ready for the race?" You are still not over the newfound information. It's takes a few minutes for you to gather your thoughts and speak, "You are JY?" Jay laughs softly, "Took you long enough to find?" You blink in confusion, "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Wanted to surprise you." He kisses your chin, "Shall we go? I have to fuck you against my bike after I win." Your throat dries up and he keeps his word. He fucks you good on his bike after the match. The tradition goes on. He wins whenever you are there and he knows he fucks you dumb on his cock after.
soooo i have two ideas for Jake fic, so i figured you guys may vote and help 🥰
1st - friends (idiots) to lovers - where everyone can see they have feelings for each over except for them - coworkers au, set in cute coffee shop, very fluffy and comfy
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2nd - college and fake dating au, where reader is more outgoing and kinda a party girl while Jake is a shy nerd who’s also playing football, this one would be more angsty
hey, i just wonder if you'll be able to write something like "enhas reactions when their chubby gf is insecure about her body" cause im that gf and i feel terrible today? sorry if its too much ❤️ love your works
Of course, my love! I'm so sorry this is so late, but I hope that whatever it is you're going through won't last long, and you'll be able to feel some type of happiness soon🫶 sending all my love and support baby 🤍also, I don't really know how to answer asks like this so forgive me if it's not what you wanted :(
Enha's reaction to their gf who's insecure about their body:
HEESEUNG/SUNGHOON: It would take him some time to realize what was actually going on. You had been quiet the entire day and barely reciprocated his affection whenever he leaned down to hug you or kiss your skin. He felt that something was off but didn't want to push you into telling him unless you were ready. However, the ache in his heart as he watched you stare at yourself in the mirror in your shared room completely shattered him. You had just recently gone public with your relationship, and the majority of his fans were super supportive, but of course, there were the few who had nothing good to say. Most of them shaming you for not being pretty enough or thin enough for someone like him. He walked into the room and quietly took your hands, leading you away from the mirror and towards your shared bed. He pulled you onto his lap and cupped your face with one hand. The tears in your glossy eyes made him feel like he had failed you. He was your boyfriend and he promised himself to protect you from the hate that you would receive from the world but he had ultimately failed. You had seen the tweets, the comments, the reaction of the public and it completely tore you apart. He would place a gentle kiss on your lips to bring you back to him. To make your forget, if even for just a moment, all those cruel words. Your eyes look down to him who smiles up at you. "You're beautiful, baby. More than you know and more than those stupid people know. I love you, no matter what. I want to be with you and I'll continue to want you, now, tomorrow, and the day after that until you get tired of me. I don't care what size you are, if there's other people out there prettier or smaller. You're the most beautiful person in my eyes and I wouldn't trade you for the world."
JAY/JUNGWON: He noticed right away. He picked up on the way you shut into yourself. You were normally really talkative and clingy, but lately you had been keeping a distance from him and wearing more hoodies even though it was nearing summer. He had seen the way your eyes would observe other girls as you two went out. The way your eyes longingly looked at the outfits on the tiny mannequins in the stores when you went shopping. He had a keen eye and sometimes you hated that about him because he always knew when you weren't feeling your best even though you'd rather keep it to yourself and let the self hate swallow you whole. He made sure to kiss you everywhere. Your lips, your neck, your hands, your shoulders, your chest, your tummy, your thighs, your calves. He made sure no inch of your skin was left untouched by his lips as he spoke loving praises against them. "Beautiful." "The prettiest girl I know." "My girl." "No one can compare." "Only want you." "Perfect for me." God you were dizzy with love for this man. He kissed away all your insecure thoughts as he showed you how much he loved you for you. He couldn't care less what size you were, he had fallen for your spirit and personality and the way your eyes crinkle when you smiled so prettily for him. He made sure to remind you of this every day after that.
JAKE/SUNOO/NIKI: He was super exhausted after coming home from practice and didn't really notice your behavior until after he got out of the shower. You would usually greet him by the door with a kiss but instead you were seated on the couch with a drama playing on the tv that you weren't even paying attention to. You had a blanket wrapped around yourself very tightly as you anxiously chewed on your bottom lip. He joined you on the couch, wrapping his arms around your waist and laying his head in your lap as he laid down on the couch. It was his favorite position to be in when he just wanted to hold you and feel comfort. Normally you would giggle and run your fingers through his hair because you know just how much he likes it but today you didn't move from your position. He perked up at the small changes and his eyes found your dazed ones. He pouts before sitting up and looking at you worriedly. "Is everything okay, baby?" He would ask. You simply would look over to him with a small smile and assure him you were fine but he knew you like the back of his hand. Nothing could get past him. He watches as you tug the blanket closer to you, hiding yourself from him and he feels his heart ache at the sight. He knew you had insecurities and you had plenty of conversations about it with him. He would pull you close, wrap his arms around you and let you silently cry into his chest. "I'm sorry, my love. I shouldn't have been so selfish by revealing our relationship to the world. I know you told me you were ready but seeing you like this makes me want to keep you hidden forever. My sweet girl." He would whisper against your forehead as he left small kisses there to ease the anxious thoughts in your mind. Being in his arms like this always helped wash away the bad thoughts. He always knew what to say to make you forget about the world and just be with him. He constantly praised you and reassured you that no matter what you looked like, you would always be beautiful to him because you were simply you. The girl he had fallen in love with and will forever be in love with. His girl.
Okay, so it has come to my attention that the user keipopped ended up saying that I responded rudely to them when I have literal proof of her coming up to me and saying that she would fight me and to k*** myself. I want to address that it was not me who started the whole thing about me not blocking her because she didn't want to see me in her block list like some sort of parole officer. First off, why are you checking your block list that much to make that a problem for you? Secondly, she was the one who came into my Dms and told me, after I said about THREE+ TIMES that I wasn't blocking her and that she hadn't done enough to get me to block her, that I was unloved and unwanted and to kill myself and that since my content didn't get enough, that she was the most interaction I've ever had. Since she wants to act like a victim, she won't mind me calling out her sins as well. Before she spreads more lies and acts like a victim, please check both sides of the story. It's unbelievable that people will decide to degrade and put others down to get what they want and decide to turn to asking for someone's death and trigger them. Name calling, d*xxing, death threats are not acceptable on Tumblr and they know it. I encourage everyone to report the accounts that do this for yourself and the lives of others.
(Funny how she's telling others that I blocked her like a clown when she was hitting me with insult after insult to block her)
I understand where that other anon is coming from… but have they taken into consideration that most works have targeted readers as being thin?? or non curvy. and not everyone is built like that. so it’s nice seeing you make a comment on them having some cake going on! thank you, because to me that’s being inclusive.
Awe Thank you!
Like I said, I try my best to not make it super general as in skinny girl with long silky hair (NOT THAT THERE IS ANYTHING WRONG WITH THAT) (btw, I'm a black girl with passion twist lol) So I'm the LAST person that tries to make people feel left out. Though, because of this, I kind of want to try doing some work that is more specifically targeted towards a group (black girls, thicker girls, pixie cuts)
hiii mia! merry christmas! i hope you have the most wonderful day today bc you deserve nothing but the best! ily <3
BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! once you are given this award you’re supposed to paste it in the asks of eight people who deserve it. if you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you’re beautiful inside and out! <3
