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about me!

hello! im maggie <3

MAGGIE LOVES:

the city, music (rap, 50-60s era love songs, kpop, folk), driving at night, going out to dinner, writing, nighttime, 2000s raunchy comedies, comfy clothes, male heartthrobs

MAGGIE HATES:

ignorance, bigots, overall weird people

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how it feels to be the only person who lowk likes boompala

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enamored - kim leehan

a/n: im back guyssssssssss!!!! was lowk gonna make this one a three parter, but decided not to. may js make it a oneshot series instead if this does well. leehan wants reader badddd in this one. yk it isnt a tateszn fic without the blurriest moodboard to ever exist lmfao. 1019 words

all of my fics are black!reader

it was friday, your favorite day of the week. 

sure, what an honestly bland and obvious pick for a favorite weekday; but you had a reason to love fridays that outshined anyone else’s reason. 

on fridays, you only have one college class. on fridays your gorgeous boyfriend, leehan, chauffeures you to class as you get to sit and relax as the prettiest passenger princess. on fridays, after class, you and leehan spend the rest of the day together; making up for the time that you both lost during the difficult working week.

you were currently putting on your makeup, humming along to the music that you had set to play on your speaker in the background. with your outfit already put on and your hair already done, your makeup was the last step to take before leaving the apartment and getting your short day over with. you were in the middle of applying your blush when you caught leehan entering your shared bedroom in the reflection of your vanity mirror. he opened the door slightly at first, peeked his head through the crack, and then let himself fully inside. his grace is truly unmatched. once he sees you perched on the small chair placed in front of your vanity, he can’t help but smile.

“hi,” he says simply, leaning onto the side of the vanity. the grin on his face was bright and indubitable. he scans over your face, admiring you in your element. with the way he was looking at you, you wouldn't have been surprised if hearts literally formed in his eyes.

“hey baby,” you gleamed, “what’s got you smiling like that hmmm?” you were teasing honestly, you knew damn well what (or who, better yet) had him smiling like that. 

“you,” as he spoke, he still made sure that his eyes didn’t leave you. it was almost as if he was scared you’d vanish if he took a second to look away, “gosh.. how are you so beautiful?” his voice was breathless. you truly had him whipped, and he wouldn’t be afraid to admit it. he would honestly be proud. what’s so wrong about having a girlfriend so beautiful? who wouldn’t want to endlessly admire your beauty?

“hannieeeeeee,” you giggled, “don’t flatter me.” he walked up behind where you sat. he sat on his knees to be somewhat leveled with your body and wrapped his arms around your waist.

“mmm.. how couldn’t i?” he kissed the side of your head, servicing as punctuation for the sweet sentence that smoothly left his mouth. he watched silently as you finished up your makeup. his eyes followed your hands as you applied and rubbed in lotion to them. it wasn’t until you got up to grab your bag and put on your shoes that he fully took notice of your outfit.

you were wearing a plum colored juicy couture tracksuit. the one leehan brought you when you both went shopping the past weekend. you could’ve killed him in that moment. he couldn’t help but feel a little sad that you were about to leave him for a prolonged amount of time. you just looked too good! he honestly just wanted you all to himself. his brain was entering clingy mode with each passing second as he watched you grab your things. once you finished getting yourself together, you turned back to him to let him know that you were ready to go, only to find him standing with a small pout on his face.

“leehan? what’s wrong?” you walked up to him and held his face in your hands. he was just acting all lovey dovey not too long ago, what's up with the sudden mood change now? the sudden pout on his face had you confused. your eyes searched his, but all you found inside of them was longing. after that small investigation, you had an idea of why the pout suddenly arose.

“do you have to go? i mean, what if you just didn’t go to class, just this one day, and then we can spend the whole day together? please? you just look so pretty right now..” his voice trailed off in the end. his last sentence was almost a whisper. it added more emotion to his begging.

“awe babe..” you stroked his hair, “of course i have to go.” you cooed. you placed a soft and lingering kiss to his cheek, softening the blow of the deafening truth you had just revealed to him. his pout still hadn’t subsided. his eyes looked down at you, pretty much screaming, ‘please? just this once for me?’ your arms moved to loop around his neck. then, almost out of instinct, he placed his hands on your hips.

“it’s only going to be three hours, sweetheart. then afterward, we can do whatever you want. we could go buy those new things for the fish tank that you’ve been wanting… or we could even go to the aquarium… and we can go eat wherever you’d like!” he perked up at the mention of his favorite things. if he was being honest, you had him at ‘we’. leehan wouldn’t pass up the opportunity to do anything as long as it was with you. his smile was instantly brought back.

“okay! deal.” he nodded his head. that familiar look of admiration has found its way back to his eyes. that familiar look that's only assigned to you. leehan is the only one who looks at you like this.

“alright sweetheart, i’ll be looking forward to it. ready to go?” you press a kiss to his other cheek and then gently kiss his lips.

“yeah,” he presses a kiss to your lips in reciprocation. “i’m ready, baby.” his voice sounds dreamy, like he doesn’t know if what is happening is real or not. 

he takes a few seconds before he’s ready to let you go. he takes more time to just look at you. his look of love, adoration, and overall peace that is reserved for you will never relent as long as you guys are together. leehan is completely enamored by you.

[tateszn]

enamored - kim leehan

a/n: im back guyssssssssss!!!! was lowk gonna make this one a three parter, but decided not to. may js make it a oneshot series instead if this does well. leehan wants reader badddd in this one. yk it isnt a tateszn fic without the blurriest moodboard to ever exist lmfao. 1019 words

all of my fics are black!reader

it was friday, your favorite day of the week. 

sure, what an honestly bland and obvious pick for a favorite weekday; but you had a reason to love fridays that outshined anyone else’s reason. 

on fridays, you only have one college class. on fridays your gorgeous boyfriend, leehan, chauffeures you to class as you get to sit and relax as the prettiest passenger princess. on fridays, after class, you and leehan spend the rest of the day together; making up for the time that you both lost during the difficult working week.

you were currently putting on your makeup, humming along to the music that you had set to play on your speaker in the background. with your outfit already put on and your hair already done, your makeup was the last step to take before leaving the apartment and getting your short day over with. you were in the middle of applying your blush when you caught leehan entering your shared bedroom in the reflection of your vanity mirror. he opened the door slightly at first, peeked his head through the crack, and then let himself fully inside. his grace is truly unmatched. once he sees you perched on the small chair placed in front of your vanity, he can’t help but smile.

“hi,” he says simply, leaning onto the side of the vanity. the grin on his face was bright and indubitable. he scans over your face, admiring you in your element. with the way he was looking at you, you wouldn't have been surprised if hearts literally formed in his eyes.

“hey baby,” you gleamed, “what’s got you smiling like that hmmm?” you were teasing honestly, you knew damn well what (or who, better yet) had him smiling like that. 

“you,” as he spoke, he still made sure that his eyes didn’t leave you. it was almost as if he was scared you’d vanish if he took a second to look away, “gosh.. how are you so beautiful?” his voice was breathless. you truly had him whipped, and he wouldn’t be afraid to admit it. he would honestly be proud. what’s so wrong about having a girlfriend so beautiful? who wouldn’t want to endlessly admire your beauty?

“hannieeeeeee,” you giggled, “don’t flatter me.” he walked up behind where you sat. he sat on his knees to be somewhat leveled with your body and wrapped his arms around your waist.

“mmm.. how couldn’t i?” he kissed the side of your head, servicing as punctuation for the sweet sentence that smoothly left his mouth. he watched silently as you finished up your makeup. his eyes followed your hands as you applied and rubbed in lotion to them. it wasn’t until you got up to grab your bag and put on your shoes that he fully took notice of your outfit.

you were wearing a plum colored juicy couture tracksuit. the one leehan brought you when you both went shopping the past weekend. you could’ve killed him in that moment. he couldn’t help but feel a little sad that you were about to leave him for a prolonged amount of time. you just looked too good! he honestly just wanted you all to himself. his brain was entering clingy mode with each passing second as he watched you grab your things. once you finished getting yourself together, you turned back to him to let him know that you were ready to go, only to find him standing with a small pout on his face.

“leehan? what’s wrong?” you walked up to him and held his face in your hands. he was just acting all lovey dovey not too long ago, what's up with the sudden mood change now? the sudden pout on his face had you confused. your eyes searched his, but all you found inside of them was longing. after that small investigation, you had an idea of why the pout suddenly arose.

“do you have to go? i mean, what if you just didn’t go to class, just this one day, and then we can spend the whole day together? please? you just look so pretty right now..” his voice trailed off in the end. his last sentence was almost a whisper. it added more emotion to his begging.

“awe babe..” you stroked his hair, “of course i have to go.” you cooed. you placed a soft and lingering kiss to his cheek, softening the blow of the deafening truth you had just revealed to him. his pout still hadn’t subsided. his eyes looked down at you, pretty much screaming, ‘please? just this once for me?’ your arms moved to loop around his neck. then, almost out of instinct, he placed his hands on your hips.

“it’s only going to be three hours, sweetheart. then afterward, we can do whatever you want. we could go buy those new things for the fish tank that you’ve been wanting… or we could even go to the aquarium… and we can go eat wherever you’d like!” he perked up at the mention of his favorite things. if he was being honest, you had him at ‘we’. leehan wouldn’t pass up the opportunity to do anything as long as it was with you. his smile was instantly brought back.

“okay! deal.” he nodded his head. that familiar look of admiration has found its way back to his eyes. that familiar look that's only assigned to you. leehan is the only one who looks at you like this.

“alright sweetheart, i’ll be looking forward to it. ready to go?” you press a kiss to his other cheek and then gently kiss his lips.

“yeah,” he presses a kiss to your lips in reciprocation. “i’m ready, baby.” his voice sounds dreamy, like he doesn’t know if what is happening is real or not. 

he takes a few seconds before he’s ready to let you go. he takes more time to just look at you. his look of love, adoration, and overall peace that is reserved for you will never relent as long as you guys are together. leehan is completely enamored by you.

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In a world of AO3 warriors, I'm forever a Tumblr Trooper...

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how y/n feels after saying the most stupid thing she could've said in an argument

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a working woman

a/n: clark hcs w his gf whos a waitress! ill never stop pushing the messy clark agenda. i mentioned making a drive-in fic in this, should i actually make one? lmk. 739 words

all of my fics are black!reader

i feel like he’d like to just hang out at your job most days. he’d sit there and order 16 waters over a few hours lawl. if you’re working after school, he doesn’t care if he’s been around you all day, he can’t get enough of seeing you! and if you’re working during the summer, he’ll come to the diner in a heartbeat aching with the need to be around you. however, he does make sure not to distract you so much. he’d hate to be the reason you get in trouble with your manager. even though you love to see him as much as he loves seeing you, you really hope he’s not blowing anything off just to see you. he has to go through a ten question (minimum) questionnaire before he gets permission from you to stay.

“clark, are you even allowed to be here right now?” you chuckle, holding a serving tray full of sodas. “of course i am!” he said earnestly. “you’re done with all your farm chores? you don’t have anything scheduled with chloe, or pete, or lana? you didn’t tell your parents you’d help them with anything?” “this is the only place i need to be right now, i promise.” he smiles at you to show he’s serious. “okay good. you know i’d hate to be the reason you flake out on someone.”

clark deffff picks you up from work in his truck. he’s never late! he probs brings some snacks for you to have on the ride to your house too. he knows how chaotic the days could be, so he doesn’t mind if you don't feel like talking some days. he also doesn’t mind if you want to ramble on about your day either. he’ll listen to anything you have to say, especially if it’s about your coworkers. he’s so messyyyyyyyy. when he hears you say, ‘clark i have got to tell you what happened!’ hes instantly hooked. 

“...so i was going back to one of the tables i was assigned after the folks left to clean up and collect my tip, and i see clarisse -i cannot make this up clark, i swear- looking like she was about to steal my money from the table! i caught her before she laid her hand on it! mind you, she’s pushing forty trying to steal from a teenager! a whole fifteen dollars too, i can’t believe that.”  “that’s crazy that she thinks she can steal from you like that. as hard as you work too!”

your coworkers definitely tease you about him. you never hear the end of it on the days where he’s just hanging out at the high top tables, and you wouldn’t have it any other way. none of it is said with malicious intent though, it’s in the same vein as middle school girls teasing their friend for liking a boy. you could be waiting around in the kitchen waiting on someone's order and randomly catch a stray! 

“i really think your boyfriend could break the record for how many waters ordered in one visit.” one of your coworkers joke. a few others chuckle. you laugh as well. “what can i say? it’s his favorite drink and he has a small appetite.” you quip. another one of your peers speak up. “i think it’s sweet that her boyfriend wants to see her so much,” she grabs an order from the cook, “some women have husbands who don’t even want to see their wives in their own home.” “i know that's right. let my man love me and his waters in peace.” you say.

he remembers when you tell him if you don’t need to take a shift on a certain day so he can plan cute little dates for you. he would take you on a picnic, to a drive-in (should i make a drive-in fic soon?), or he would plan something to do at one of your houses. you hold all of his planned dates very dear to your heart because you think it’s very sweet how much he cares about you.

“you’re still off tomorrow right?” clark asked, standing beside your locker as you were switching out books. “yeah? what’s up?” you ask him. “i got us two tickets for a movie tomorrow night. i figured you’d like to do something since you’re off.” he explains. “oh clark,” you hug him, “you’re so good to me!”

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when you cant think of dialogue for headcannons

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bracelet making

a/n: long time no see guys... but thanks for 62 followers!!!! this has been sitting in my google docs since march, decided to finish it and come out of hibernation. 598 words.

all of my fics are black!reader

you and clark were walking through a craft store. the both of you were sent to grab a sewing kit for mrs. kent. while looking down aisle after aisle for what you were sent for, you got sucked into an aisle dedicated to strings of beads. this was around thirty minutes ago. the different and intricate designs of the beads have completely engulfed the both of you. the selection seemed infinite. 

“ouuuu. look at these!” you picked out a string of beads from the shelf and held them to clark’s face. the glass beads were shaped as chickens. so suiting for your farmboy. clark smiled as he thumbed over the glass. a different set of beads caught his eye. clark picked up a set of small glass bunnies.

“these look like you.” he teased. you playfully rolled your eyes. then, an idea crossed your mind.

“let’s buy some of these and make matching bracelets.” you explained this as if you were a philosopher explaining something that was immensely profound.

of course you got the chickens and bunnies. the both of you brought a string of glass green and pink beads for you, and glass blue and red beads for clark. you also grabbed a roll of elastic, obviously. you’re piling everything into clark’s arms. the last thing you added was the aforementioned sewing kit once you finally remembered.

back at clark’s house, the two of you ran into the kitchen to give his mom the sewing kit.

“that bag looks like more than a sewing kit,” mrs. kent teased, “what else did you guys get?” she asked.

“we bought some things to make bracelets!” you gleamed at mrs. kent. clark smiled down at you and then his mother. mrs. kent smiled.

“okay,” she said, “you two have fun, ill bring you guys some lemonade later.” mrs. kent adored you. she knew you were a sweet girl with good intentions. she was so very happy that you and clark were together.

“alright mom!” clark said. you excitedly followed him to the loft.

once settled, you both started assembling the bracelets. yall chatted while the radio played quietly in the background. you softly hummed along to the music to focus on your craft while clark (unbeknownst to you) was stealing quick glances of your pretty, concentrated face. you made a pattern of beads including your rabbit beads, clark’s chicken beads, and your desired colors. 

once finished, you looked over at clark trying to tie his bracelet around his wrist with one hand. 

“you need help?” you giggled softly.

“yeah, if you don’t mind.” clark offered you a slightly embarrassed grin.

“ill never mind, baby.” you tied clark’s bracelet around his wrist and he tied your bracelet around yours. after they were secure, you looked at them in awe.

“these look so precious!!” you gushed over your newly made creations.

“i don’t think i’ll ever take this off.” clark smiled, nudging his body into yours. he wasn’t lying either. 

in the days, weeks, and months that followed those bracelets never left your guy’s wrists. no one ever saw either of you without them on your person. even if you guys were upset with each other for a few days, none of you would ever dare take of the bracelets. they were too sentimental, a small token of each other. even on clark’s adventures, he’d be extra careful to not damage, or worse, lose it. he treated it like how he treats you. gentle, and like fragile porcelain; ever so careful not to be too harsh and lose what he treasures most.

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Hii could you do sunny/beach orange,yellow Brown inspired banners please?? Thank you i love your work♡

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all of my dividers are from this amazing person <33333

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Do u have a masterlist?

i’ve actually been meaning to make a masterlist. i’ll try to make one soon ^^!

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the fic: "your nipples hard and pink—"

me:

think i'm in the wrong neck of the woods, chief

[tateszn]

choosing between chloe or lana in the clark-chloe-lana love triangle feels like the trolley problem to me idk

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two new fics in the near future