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:oo yuna has a trio now with @kissbyoon and @wonkierideul ?!

no i absolutely despise and loath them.

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MY LOVE I MIGHT BE BIASED BCS PINK IS MY FAV COLOR BUT THISSSS IS MY FAV THEME OF YOURSSS SO FARRR IT'S GENUINELY SO SO PRETTYYY

AWWWW MY WIFEEEE☹️ JSJSJSJS I LOVE U SO MUCHCHCHHC

( @wonkierideul n @kissbyoon came up w rhe idea first then THREATENED ME to match w them!! )

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we ALL COOKED but the themes don’t even look like we’re matching LOL (did we cook or did we get cooked😶😶) (also even tho @kissbyoon and @wonkierideul are like the loves of my life they need to STAWP CALLLING ME OLD👎👎👎)

Me and my gang @jjjjeonww @kissbyoon matching themes 4 valentines

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lee jihoon - what kind of future

angst angst angst. rushed this so its not good!! will create a better version later!!

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Jihoon paced back and forth in his small bedroom, his heart heavy with a maelstrom of emotions he couldn't begin to untangle. He kept glancing at the calendar, counting down the days until your birthday. You would be turning 20, a whole year older than his 19 years. It was a silly thing to focus on, but in that moment, the age difference felt like an insurmountable chasm between them. (Even though it was only a year..)

He replayed your interactions in his mind, trying to decipher the true nature of your feelings. Did you really like him as more than just a cute junior, or was he fooling himself? There had been moments, stolen glances and lingering touches, that made him think maybe, just maybe, you reciprocated his affections. But then there were other times when you seemed to pull away, putting up walls he couldn't breach no matter how hard he tried.

Jihoon collapsed onto his bed, burying his face in the pillow that still carried a faint hint of your perfume. He inhaled deeply, letting the scent fill his lungs and transport him back to happier times. Times when he could hold your hand without hesitation, when he could make you laugh until tears streamed down your face. Times when the future seemed bright and full of promise.

But now, that future was uncertain, hazy and out of reach. He wanted to believe that you both could make it work, no matter what obstacles stood in the way. But the doubt lingered, gnawing at him like a persistent ache he couldn't shake. Was he good enough for you? Did he deserve a chance at a future with a girl like you?

He remembered the way your parents had looked at him with disdain, their eyes filled with a mixture of contempt and pity. They saw him as a distraction, a fling that their precious daughter needed to outgrow. And maybe they were right. Maybe you would eventually realize that you could do so much better than a boy from the wrong side of town.

The thought made Jihoon's heart clench painfully in his chest. He couldn't bear the idea of losing you, of never seeing your smile again or hearing your melodic laughter. But he also couldn't stand the idea of holding you back, of being the reason you settled for less than you deserved. He sat up abruptly, running a hand through his disheveled hair.

Meanwhile you sat in your lavishly decorated bedroom, surrounded by the trappings of a life of privilege. You stared at your reflection in the ornate mirror, barely recognizing the girl who stared back at you. Your eyes, usually sparkling with life and vitality, looked dull and lifeless. Your skin, once a radiant and flawless canvas, now appeared sallow and worn from the endless tears and sleepless nights.

You had always known that your parents had high expectations for your life. They had groomed you from a young age to be the perfect student - poised, graceful, and destined for greatness. But none of that mattered anymore. All you could think about was the aching void in your chest, the hollow emptiness that had taken up residence since you had walked away from Jihoon.

Your mind drifted to the countless moments you had shared together, the inside jokes and secret smiles that had made you feel alive in a way you never had before. You remembered the way his hand felt in yours, the way his eyes crinkled when he laughed at something silly you said. You remembered the way he looked at you, like you were the most beautiful girl in the world, and it made you feel cherished and adored.

But more than anything, you remembered the way he had looked at you when you walked away from him. The utter devastation and heartbreak etched into every line of his handsome face. You had wanted to run back to him, to throw yourself into his arms and beg him to forgive you for being so foolish. But you had hesitated, and in that moment of hesitation, you had lost him.

And so the memories of that day still haunts him. Even more than they do to you. And Jihoon's always wondering, "What kind of future, is the right one for us?"

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ദ്ദി(ᵔᗜᵔ) selling my moots!! ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ

got tagged by my lovely anna ( @chenlezip ) to sell my moots!!! (please take them. i beg you.) starting off withhhh...🥁🥁🥁!! ⋆˚࿔ @hanniescookie 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ price ... NOT FOR SALE. ( i will never sell my angel/my wife. ) pros: ⭑.ᐟ everything about her. ⭑.ᐟ EVERY. SINGLE. THING. cons: ⭑.ᐟ NONE!!!!!!!!!!!! ⭑.ᐟ i fear she's perfect and ethereal!! (a v good fear.) ⭑.ᐟ i wanna marry her. ⭑.ᐟ ...actually she'd sell every loved one of hers for jeonghan.. ⋆˚࿔ @starstrawb 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ price ... every last cent you have. pros: ⭑.ᐟ does silly dilly willy quizzes w me🤍🤍 ⭑.ᐟ WANTED TO BECOME MY JOSHUJI!!! YAYAYAYYAY!!! ⭑.ᐟ sends me gm and gn texts <3 ⭑.ᐟ will listen to you yap!!! cons: ⭑.ᐟ our timezones. ⭑.ᐟ she's too sweet. it disgusts me. ⋆˚࿔ @gyubakeries 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ price ... $0.99 pros: ⭑.ᐟ CARING AF!!!!! ⭑.ᐟ will listen to you yap pt2 !! ⭑.ᐟ will suddenly drop random lore ONLY if u drop random lore too!! ⭑.ᐟ if she yaps about mingyu, you better drop everything and listen. cons: ⭑.ᐟ will ruin you with her angst! ⭑.ᐟ and her fluff! ⭑.ᐟ SHE GETS A 0.99 ONLY BC OF GLIMPSE OF US GYU. she ruined me my god.

⋆˚࿔ @kwonienana 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ price ... FREE!!! no pros, and no cons. she is available for kidnapping until she releases a part two of unsent!woozi. ⋆˚࿔ @wonkierideul 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ price ... your whole lifespan! pros: ⭑.ᐟ she's a silly willy <3 ⭑.ᐟ literally has the cutest voice !! ⭑.ᐟ SHE'S SUCH A SILLY CUTIEEE ⭑.ᐟ (i love our vms hehe) ⭑.ᐟ the absolute LOVE OF MY LIFE ⭑.ᐟ pls i will never leave kie ever :( cons: ⭑.ᐟ if you have a shitty mic, dont become moots with her. ⭑.ᐟ CALLED MY PERFECTLY FINE CAPABLE GREAT QUALITY MIC SHITTY?!?! ⭑.ᐟ you could be yapping about the most emotional thing and she'd be like "you should hold my toes" ⭑.ᐟ SENT ME A WHOLE PARAGRAPH ABOUT WHY HOLDING TOES IS SO VULNERABLE?????????????? ⭑.ᐟ FORCES ME TO DOWNLOAD APPS?! ⭑.ᐟ secretly rlly freaky (not in THAT way.) ⋆˚࿔ @kissbyoon 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ price ... $979543625045926345923845923475234523452345 pros: ⭑.ᐟ when i slid into her dms SHE MATCHED MY FREAK RIGHT AWAY ⭑.ᐟ a silly willy, just like kie!!! ⭑.ᐟ said the italian language is sexy (yes. thats a pro.) cons: ⭑.ᐟ TRAUMATISED ME WITH A HORRIFYING REEL. (!!!) ⭑.ᐟ would do anything for jeonghan.... ⭑.ᐟ SAID SHE WOULD BLUSH IS JEONGHAN GIVES HER A SIDE EYE?????? ⋆˚࿔ @seokminfilm 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ price ... $21800 pros: ⭑.ᐟ will do any request u ask her too!! ⭑.ᐟ lowk just a chill guy ⭑.ᐟ SHE PUT ME AS ONE OF THE MAIN CHARACTERS IN HER FIC!!! :((((( ⭑.ᐟ (you havent answered my question. was mingyu down bad for yuna or not...) ⭑.ᐟ will make your heart melt!!! cons: ⭑.ᐟ idk man ⭑.ᐟ OH OH OH IDK WHERE MY DOWNBAD DK FIC IS 😀. ⭑.ᐟ yeah thats a con. ⭑.ᐟ giving u the silent treatment btw. ⭑.ᐟ i hope you're RYING right now. ⭑.ᐟ makes fun of my spelling errors.... to all my other moots: IM SORRYYY FOR NOT TAGGING!! maybe i'll do a part two <3!! to my moots i mentioned here: i hope you guys dont mind the tags!! and pls pls pls dont come after me... it was honestly rlly hard to think of cons... my mind was blank cause you all are so perfect!!!

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this was soo fun to do !! thank you my pookie @wonkierideul <3

tags?? hmm.. @hanniescookie (I WANNA KNOW WHAT ANGEL LOOKS LIKE!!) @noircheols @chenlezip !!!

okay guys i’m in a picrew funk after the itsv spidersona one, look at me (this is luna but bimbo killer version)

not planning to make this into a tagalong thingy but here’s the link if anyone wants to try it out !! i love the artstyle on this omgomg

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aww!! thank you to the lomls, @seokminfilm and @wonkierideul for tagging me<3!! 1. a song you're listening to right now ── .✦ shadow, seventeen.ᐟ 2. your current favourite song ── .✦ i have a lot (っ- ‸ - ς) ...hm.. ruby, woozi.ᐟ 3. a song of your choice ── .✦ own my mind by måneskin.ᐟ (ngl it was sooo hard to pick songs since i'm a fan of every genre)

⋆✴︎˚｡⋆tags!: @starstrawb @hanniescookie @chenlezip @kwonienana

MUSIC LOVERS ASSEMBLE!!

i feel like starting a tag chain so i hope this works out :)

reblog this with 3 songs:

the song your listening to right now (or last one you listened to)

your current favourite song

a song of your choice

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mine:

its now or never - elvis presley/love in the dark - adele

trastevere - måneskin

nevermore - queen

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tagggzzzz: (np ofc) @heartstopper-lover123 @s0lit4ir3 @ali-da-demon @vicwritesfic @skeelly @charliethinks @tori-my-love @chronic-skeptic @toulouseradiosilence @stewpid-soup @nine-frogs-in-a-trenchcoat @pessimistic-gh0st @theshyqueergirl @crowleybrekkers @a-bowl-of-soop @frogfairy444 @robinheaney12 @fairyghostgirlgaming @thatsawesomedontyouthink @venusplanetoflove2 @thelovelyvie @abookishshade @spir4nts-lun4r @i-have-no-idea-111 @kit-the-queer @a-wondering-thought @scatteredraysofhope @coco6420 @softlyunbreakable @givennnnnn @far-beyond-saving @darling-im-wonderstruck @heartstoppernerdsstuff @nonbinary-idiot-obviously @rebelrobinrules1984 @daydream-of-a-wallflower @leonine-elizer @angel-devil-star and anyone else who wants to join!!

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Congratulations on ur 100 followerussy

ho we is at 122 followers now!! may seem small but its a big number for my heart!! DAB ME UP MY BOIIIIII

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What are performance's units, "I Don't Understand But I Luv U"? (dino's part~!)

genre - angst angst angst! (just ur regular yuna !), and hints of fluff at the end!! shout out to my one and only @hanniescookie for helping me!! imagine if i say i'll be working on dad!jeonghan soon, that would be crazzeee...(👀) plsplspls fill up my dms w anything, as long as i get to talk to you <3 (saying this on every part btw.) obviously inspired by "I Don't Understand But I Luv U" !! part 1 - Lee Jung chan tags!: @kwonienana, @hanniescookie

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dino's "I Don't Understand But I Luv U" is ... language barrier!

dino's lyrics!: "The guitar's melody, makes my desires desperately bloom again." "The waveforms of my emotions, increase with my desire. You know there's something more important between us than words." "You know that I don't believe me, but you still believed me. I'm a flower only blooming inside you. Spread, Flames." (italic words are meant to be said in korean! ..ykwim?) (bold words are meant to be said in english! ..ykwim?)

your fingers drifted over the guitar strings, the haunting melody filling the air between you and dino. dino listened, his heart swelling with a bittersweet ache, the music speaking volumes more than any words ever could. though a language barrier separated them, the emotions behind the notes transcended the need for translation. your eyes met his, and in their depths, he saw a reflection of his own longing, his own desperate yearning for connection. he sang, his voice a throaty whisper, "The guitar's melody, makes my desires desperately bloom again." your pulse raced, your skin prickling with goosebumps, understanding his sentiment even if you couldn't grasp every word. he reached out, his calloused fingers intertwining with yours, the warmth of your skin ignited a fire within him. "The waveforms of my emotions, increase with my desire," he murmured, his voice rough with feeling. "You know there's something more important between us than words." finally. you could understand a sentence he had said. your eyes shone with unshed tears, a soft gasp escaping your lips. you knew exactly what he meant. your bond, your love, was something that couldn't be expressed through mere language. it was a silent understanding, a soul-deep connection that needed no translation. "You know that I don't believe me, but you still believed me," you whispered, your voice trembling with emotion. "I'm a flower only blooming inside you. Spread, Flames." dino's heart clenched, a fierce surge of love and desire coursing through him. he pulled you close, his arms wrapping around your waist as he captured your lips in a searing kiss. in that moment, the language barrier melted away, and you were simply two souls, lost in the flames of your all-consuming love. no words were needed; your bodies spoke the truth, your hearts beating in sync as you lost yourselves in the passion and promise of their embrace. the guitar's melody drifted on, a haunting soundtrack of the forbidden love story, a testament to the power of connection that knew no boundaries of language or reason. you and dino were trapped in a dance of desire, emotions intertwined, hearts and souls inextricably bound. and in that dance, you found a love that needed no words, a love that would endure against all odds.

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hong joshua - "Dear, Diary. Damn my academic rival."

genre - romance! ~~in which you've seen joshua as your academic rival for years, but lets see how he sees you in his perspective. (just wanted to switch it up a bit heh) a/n: this is a little thank you for 108 followers hehe<3!! also, this is a fic requested by the one and only, @hanniescookie! you keep coming up with amazing ideas and requests my angel, and im always happy and always honoured to complete them and be the person who receives them <3 ( @wonkierideul, here's your tag my lovie! you've had a tiring day, take a break and rest up. a junhui fic will be coming soon, just for you🤍)

(remember, this is all in joshua's pov!) 28th December 2024 Dear Diary, Today I felt so stupid. Why? I couldn't take my eyes off Y/n as she pored over the latest batch of data, her brows were furrowed in concentration. The flickering lamplight casted shadows across her face, it highlighted the curve of her cheekbones. Honestly, to me, Y/n was a vision of focus and intellect, a force to be reckoned with. And damn if she didn't look gorgeous in the process.

When she glanced up and caught me staring, a small smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. It was a rare sight, that smile... but it was all the more devastating for its infrequency. I felt my heart stutter in my chest, my breath hitched slightly as I drank in the sight of her.

"You've got that look again," I said. I have no idea how, or why my voice came out more huskily than I intended. I cleared my throat, trying to regain my composure. "Like when Tom thinks he can finally eat Jerry. What are you so smug about?"

I saw her smile widening, a glint of mischief appeared in her eyes. "I'm not smug," she said, and I know I heard the stupid note of false innocence in her tone. "I'm just...satisfied with my progress." Note by Joshua: (As if she could do any better than me. Well, she did do better than me this time. Won't let it happen the next!)

5th January 2025 Dear Diary, Today we got our test results. Obviously I looked around to find Y/n and to see her reaction to her grade, only to find her right next to me, holding up her test results, the paper rustled softly in her hand. I leaned forward to see, my glasses slipping down my nose as I squinted at the numbers. My jaw clenched as I took in the scores - hers were higher than mine, by a margin that made my gut twist with reluctant admiration.

"What?" I scoffed, pushing my glasses back up. "You've beaten me again?" I leaned back in my chair, and crossed my arms over my chest. "Damn you Y/n. Next time... don't get too comfortable. I'm not going to let you stay ahead for long." Her smile turned into a full-blown grin, those eyes... they sparkled with that familiar competitive fire. "I wouldn't expect anything less," she said, a note of challenge in her voice. "But don't worry, Joshua. I have no intention of making this easy for you. I want to see you push yourself, to reach for even greater heights."

I felt a surge of determination, a fierce need to prove myself and rise to her challenge. But beneath that, I felt something else, something softer and more intense. A longing to see that smile on her face again and to keep this fire alive. Note by Joshua: (I guess I got another longing; For her to stop calling me by my name and instead call me 'hers'. And I'm cringing at my own joke haha! until next time diary!) 13th January 2025 Dear Diary, The days have turned into weeks, and my isolation and forced collaboration with Y/n only seemed to intensify the charged atmosphere between us. We clashed over theories and methods, our voices raised in heated debate as we paced the confines of the cabin. The air grew thick with tension, but it was a different kind of tension than before. There was an undercurrent of something else, something that made my skin prickle and my heart race.

Note by Joshua: (Today's note of 'love' was a short one. Guess our isolation was bigger than our forced proximity.) 27th January 2025 Dear Diary, Something happened this evening. As I was reviewing our notes by the flickering fireplace, I glanced up to see Y/n staring at the flames, a distant look on her face. She looked gorgeous in the firefight, shadows dancing across her delicate features and highlighting the curve of her lips. I found myself wondering what she was thinking about, what dreams or fantasies played behind those captivating eyes.

"You know," I said softly, to me, my voice was barely audible over the crackling of the flames, "sometimes I wonder what goes on in that brilliant mind of yours."

And she turned to face me, a small smile played at the corners of her mouth. "Wouldn't you like to know?" she teased, a mischievous glint in her eye.

I felt a smirk tug at my own lips, a hint of playfulness entering my voice. "I think about it more than I should," I admitted, my gaze locked with hers. "Especially when you look at me like that."

Her smile widened, a soft blush coloured her cheeks. "Like what?" she asked, a note of innocence in her voice belied by the heat in her eyes.

I leaned forward, my elbows on my knees, my eyes never leaving hers. "Like you're trying to figure me out," I murmured. "Like you're seeing right through me, past all the bravado and the competition, to the heart of who I am."

I watched how her breath hitched, and how she swallowed hard. "Maybe I am," she whispered, her voice was barely audible. "Maybe I want to know what makes you tick, Joshua. What drives you, what you dream about, what you...want."

I felt my heart pound in my chest, a fierce longing surging through me. I wanted to tell her everything, to lay bare the secrets of my soul and hope that she would do the same. But I held back, I didn't want to scare her off. Note by Joshua: (Maybe next time, we'll see what'll unfold for me and Y/n. But hey, at least today's 'love' note was a long one right?)

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plsplsplsplspls lmk who u are on tumblr first before following me🙏🙏

drop that insta pretty girl

sigh. /twominus.hana THATS MY INSTA ACCOUNT ONLY FOR MOOTS I SAY!!!! my other insta account is for real life shit- like yk relationships and what not!! (well for moots and other ppl whom im close too.) (also its private so if ur gonna follow me, lmk who u are on tumblr first)

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drop that insta pretty girl

sigh. /twominus.hana THATS MY INSTA ACCOUNT ONLY FOR MOOTS I SAY!!!! my other insta account is for real life shit- like yk relationships and what not!! (well /twominus.hana is for moots and other ppl whom im close too. you can still follow me if ure not a moot but lmk pls!) (also its private so if ur gonna follow me, lmk who u are on tumblr first)

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nooo dea ㅜㅜ i missed your face rev IM CRYING

😭😭 anon … THIS MADE ME LAUGH IM SORRY

@chenlezip also missed it but i gave her a personal selca for free😋😋

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xu minghao - "bad influence"

genre - …dont ask me this is a ff based on svt's unreleased song, bad influence minghao - part 2 out of 9. exes who fuck every once in a while? "and i had time to think about it, theres too much bullshit that surround me, i dont want it at all. but hey i wanna have a good time."

As you took another sip of your cocktail, you felt a presence slide up beside you. Turning, you found yourself face to face with Minghao, his eyes gleaming with a familiar intensity in the strobing lights of the club. Your heart skipped a beat, a mix of surprise and something else, something deeper, coursing through your veins.

"Minghao," You said, surprised. "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be out of town on business?"

Minghao shrugged, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Plans changed. Besides, I heard this club was the place to be, and I wanted to see if the rumors were true." His gaze raked over your body, taking in the way your dress hugged your curves. "Looks like they were right. You're here, after all."

You felt a blush creep up your cheeks at the heat in Minghao's gaze. "Well sometimes an actress needs to load her mind off things. Not my fault the media says I'm here every Sunday." You replied, rolling your eyes. You had come to the club to escape, to lose yourself in the music and the moment. But seeing him now, suddenly showing up out of the blue, you were reminded of all the reasons you had fallen for him in the first place. His charm, his confidence, the way he seemed to see right through you...

"I've had time to think about it," You spoke, your voice barely audible over the pounding beat. "About us, about everything. And I realized...there's too much bullshit that surround me. I don't want it at all."

Minghao's eyes narrowed, his head tilting slightly as he studied your face.

You met his gaze, your heart pounding in your chest. You knew what you wanted, what you had always wanted. But were you brave enough to reach out and take it?

"But hey, I wanna have a good time," You said, a slow smile spreading across your face. "I want to dance, to laugh, to forget about everything else and just...be. With you."

Minghao's eyes darkened, a hunger flashing in their depths. He set his drink down on the bar and held out his hand to you, a silent invitation. "Then let's dance," he said, his voice low and rough with promise. "Forget about everything else and just be with me, y/n. Right now." You hesitated for a moment, your heart racing as you stared at Minghao's outstretched hand. The logical part of your brain screamed at you to refuse, to remember all the reasons why you both had called it quits in the first place. But the other part, the part that craved freedom and spontaneity, yearned to take his hand and lose yourself in his arms, consequences be damned.

"I...okay," you replied, a mischievous grin spreading across your face as you placed your hand in his. "But I get to lead. And I'm warning you now, I don't plan on holding back."

Minghao's smirk widened into a full-fledged grin, his fingers tightening around yours as he pulled you onto the dance floor. "Wouldn't have it any other way," he said, his other hand coming to rest on the small of your back as he pulled you against him.

As you began to move to the pounding beat, you felt a thrill run through you. You had come to the club to forget, to lose yourself in the music and the moment. But now, with Minghao's arms around you, his body pressed against yours, you felt like you were finally... alive.

The two of you danced like no one was watching, your movements syncing up as if you and him had never spilt apart. You spun and gyrated, your hair whipping around your face as you threw your head back in laughter. Minghao matched your every step, his hands roaming over your curves, pulling you impossibly closer.

In that moment, lost in the music and the feeling of Minghao's body against yours, you felt like you had found a piece of yourself she hadn't even known was missing. The stress and pressure of your life melted away, replaced by a sense of pure, unadulterated joy.

(!! Bonus: The upcoming morning was horrifying, you woke up, head throbbing and vision blurry. You blinked a few times before your vision finally settled, and there he was, the one and only Xu Minghao. And there you were, in his bed, in the same spot you would have originally fallen asleep in whenever you both fucked, and in his arms. Damn Minghao for all this. And damn you too. (Damn the alcohol talking too.) !!)

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lee seokmin - "bad influence"

genre - …dont ask me this is a ff based on svt's unreleased song, bad influence dokyeom - part 1 out of 9. friends to friends with benefits? "4 in the morning, what the fuck we doing?" "you turn and say good, good time" (lyr, if you see this, told you i'd upload a seokmin fic hehe)

The club was still jumping at 4 AM, the air thick with the stench of sweat, alcohol, and desperation. you stumbled out of the crowded dance floor, your head pounding and your vision swimming. You collapsed against the sticky bar, trying to catch your breath and gather your thoughts.

Dokyem appeared beside you a moment later, just as disheveled and drunk as you were. His tie hung loosely around his neck, his hair a mess of tousled locks. He squinted at you, trying to bring you into focus.

"Four in the morning, what the fuck we doing, y/n?" he slurred, his words slightly garbled.

You turned to him, your eyes hazy and unfocused. You had to blink a few times before his face came into view. A slow, lazy smile spread across your face as you leaned into him for support.

"Good, good time" You replied, your voice thick with alcohol and mirth. "Don't be like that dokyeom-ah! Isn't this what you wanted too?"

He slid his arm around your waist, pressing his body against yours as you giggled. The alcohol coursed through your veins, numbing the pain and anxiety that had driven both you and him to seek this escape. For the first time in a long time, you felt free, unburdened by the expectations and pressures that weighed you down in your everyday life. Dokyeom's eyes widened, a flicker of hesitation in his glassy depths. But as your smile grew wider and your laughter rang out over the pounding beat, he felt himself melting into your embrace. You looked at his lips and connected them with yours, leaving dokyeom both speechless and breathless. "Gosh y/n. You're such a bad influence. You had to do it huh?"

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kim mingyu - "i miss my lover." (pt3)

go read part 1! and part 2! part 4 will be the last one <3 (yeah, part 3 is the shortest part hehe)

The gala buzzed with chatter and clinking glasses as mingyu stood before you, his eyes locked with yours. His heart raced, a mixture of nostalgia and longing surging through his veins as he gazed upon the woman he had never truly stopped loving. Your words echoed in his mind, her casual compliment obliterating the boundaries he had tried so hard to erect around his heart. Your cheeks flushed a delicate pink as you realized the implications of his words. Mingyu had spoken without thinking, his mouth moving of its own accord, drawn out by the magnetism of your presence. The nickname, "y/nnie" once so natural and affectionate on his tongue, now hung heavy with unspoken emotions and memories.

A charged silence stretched between you, the air crackling with a tension that was both painful and exhilarating. mingyu's eyes flicked down to your lips, remembering the countless times he had kissed them, the way they curved into a perfect smile or gasped in the throes of passion. Old habits died hard, and in that moment, he yearned to reach out and caress your cheek, to pull you close and never let go. "Mingyu," you whispered, your voice barely audible over the din of the gala. "We...we can't..."

Mingyu's hand hovered near your face, his fingertips grazing your cheek with the faintest of touches. "Can't we?" he murmured, his voice low and rough with emotion. "Because I don't want to be your ex, y/n. I never stopped wanting you. This wasn't our decision, and you know that."

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yoon jeonghan - "married; but they hate eachother?" (pt 2)

this is part 2! ~~an arranged marriage with actor yoon jeonghan wouldn't be that bad right? would it seem bad if he was obsessed with you? here's part 1! tags: @thepoopdokyeomtouched @heeknow @sanaxo-o !!

It had been several months since the lavish, spectacle of a wedding that you and Jeonghan had been forced to endure. The once-in-a-lifetime celebration had felt more like a gilded cage, a prison built to keep you trapped in a facade of love and happiness. And now, in the cold light of day, you were beginning to see the true nature of the man she had been compelled to marry.

In public, Jeonghan remained the picture of a doting husband. He was always by your side, his hand possessively resting on the small of your back as you both attended events and made appearances. His smile was always bright, his laughter a little too loud, as if he were trying to convince the world of his contentment. But you could feel the tension in his fingers, the way they dug into your skin with a bruising force when he thought no one was watching.

He was always quick to praise you, singing your virtues to anyone who would listen. "She's the most talented, the most beautiful, the most incredible woman I've ever met," he would gush, his eyes glinting with a manic intensity. But his words felt empty, rehearsed, like lines fed to him by his publicist. There was no sincerity behind them, no true affection. Only a desperate need to control, to dominate.

But in private, behind the closed doors of the home you now shared, Jeonghan's true colors began to show. The charming facade he wore for the cameras melted away, replaced by a man consumed by a dark, twisted obsession.

He would watch you with a intensity that bordered on frightening, his gaze following your every move like a predator stalking its prey. He would burst into the room without warning, demanding to know where you had been, who you had spoken to, what you had been doing. His jealousy was all-consuming, his insecurity manifesting in explosive outbursts that left you shaken and afraid.

Jeonghan had also become increasingly controlling, insisting on approving every aspect of your life. He dictated your schedule, your wardrobe, your social engagements. He even tried to influence your modeling, demanding to see the pictures of the sessions before they were presented to the public, as if he had some say in your work.

But the most terrifying part was the way he would touch you. In private, his caresses were not gentle or tender, but rough and demanding. His hands would roam your body possessively, gripping and squeezing as if he were trying to leave his mark on your skin. At night, as you would lay next to him in bed, you could feel his eyes boring into yours in the darkness, his breath hot and heavy against the back of your neck. There were times when you swore you could feel the weight of his stare even in your sleep, his obsession seeping into your dreams and turning them into nightmares.

Jeonghan had also become increasingly isolating, cutting you off from your friends and family. He would make excuses for why you couldn't meet up, or worse, he would simply refuse to let you go, making up emergencies or commitments that kept you tethered to his side. It was as if he was trying to erase any trace of your former life, any reminder of the person you had been before he had come along and claimed you as his own.

As the months went by, you could feel yourself changing, could feel your spirit being slowly ground down by the constant pressure and control. you caught yourself smiling less, laughing less, until you hardly recognized the reflection staring back at you in the mirror. It was like Jeonghan was slowly erasing you, replacing the vibrant, independent woman you had once been with a hollow shell of his own creation.

But despite the fear and unease that had become your constant companions, you refused to give up entirely. you knew that she had to find a way out, a way to break free from the nightmare of a marriage you had been forced into. She started small, setting boundaries and asserting her independence in subtle ways. you spent more time in your modeling sessions, trying to stay back and hit the wrong poses so they could keep you overnight (although that would just end in jeonghan becoming more possessive.) you even managed to sneak away to see your family, a few times, stealing precious moments of comfort and support.

It was a delicate balancing act, navigating the volatile waters of your new life. But you were determined to hold onto some shred of your identity, some glimmer of hope that you could still be free. you just prayed that you could find a way to do it before Jeonghan's obsession consumed you both entirely.