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heheee thank u for the tag 🫶🏻 (and also liv n natty!!)
tagging: anyone who wants to!
𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒: 𝑔𝑜 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡, 𝑠𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑐ℎ "𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 + 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑒," 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑖𝑥 𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑠. 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑔 𝑠𝑖𝑥 𝑝𝑒���𝑝𝑙𝑒.
thanks @ghosts-and-blue-sweaters and @cbuttonduo for the tag!! <3
wow i’m obsessed with this and i feel it’s fairly accurate!!
tags (no pressure): @thewildballyntynesgrow @bronzetomatoes @cloverstellar @clingyduoapologist @seeking-elsewhither @thoughts-of-caly
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somehow convincing bully!soap to let you tie his wrists to the bedframe. when his wrists are tied, sitting on his thigh facing away and he thinks you're going to give him a show but really you're pinning his leg to tie his ankle. then you do the same on the other side.
something something orgasm denials and ruined orgasms until he's so needy and overstimulated all it takes is you spitting on his tip for him to cum over his stomach
idk I'm rotting and want to tie up Johnny and make him whimper. maybe eat his ass a little
- vgilantee
you’d have to ask s o nicely, rubbing on his chest and batting your lashes at him, and when he sees what a little slut you’re dressed up as, he’s nodding, watching with eager eyes as you crawl all around him, making sure the knots are sturdy
and then you’re sitting on his chest, far away enough he can’t even kiss your thighs but close enough that he can see your glistening folds, and he can f e e l the coldness of the gem nestled between your asscheeks
“my turn.”
“huh? bonnie what-“
“shut up.”
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HIIIIII [first I wanna say that I love your work so much and am so happy to meet an atiny/carat writer! I hope we can become moots!]
I do have a request and it is: ateez reacting to s.o kissing their neck
take your time, and good luck with all of ur work, fighting!!
YES WE SO CAN!!! 🥰 Thank you so much for the encouragement love! I hope you love this reaction 😊
Ateez Reaction to S/O Kissing Their Neck
I'll give this my classic rating but up it for this one… 🤏🏻🤏🏻 suggestive hehe 👀👀👀
Hongjoong
You couldn't take the way his eyes devoured you, treasured you, any more. Inhaling, you quickly shut the space between you and Hongjoong, all the lightning tension between you arcing into your joined lips as his grip on your hip tightened. It was a short but passionate kiss, one that had Hongjoong giving you a smile of pleasant surprise afterward.
"Oh?"
"Yep," you replied, "and I'm just getting started."
Pecking his lips several times, you migrated from their softness to trace the beautiful structure of his face, outlining his cheekbone and down to his jaw with your lips.
He gave an exasperated chuckle. "I'm supposed to be the one spoiling you," he said even as he tilted his head to grant you access, smiling impishly down at you.
"Maybe I get something out of this, too," you teased back, kisses resuming in full swing, this time down his neck and into the territory availed to you by his partially-unbuttoned shirt.
"Alright, but anything you're giving me, I'm going to pay back double," Hongjoong tells you with a grin that sends shivers down your spine as you part from his chest to gaze at him.
"H-how are you going to do that?" You faltered slightly underneath that intense gaze you loved so much.
"Let's just say," his lips curl up even further, the hand on your hip drawing light circles, "by the time I'm done, everyone will know you're mine."
Seonghwa
Seonghwa is in the kitchen standing over a mixing bowl of batter when he feels arms snake around his waist and lips against his neck.
He giggles deeply. "That better be (y/n)," he teases.
Your hands nudge his sides, prompting him to set the spoon in his hand down and turn to face you, smiling at the loving expression on your face. His hands wrap around you, too, both of you standing in an embrace against the counter.
“It’s my lucky day,” he keeps joking, leaning down to brush your nose with his, “it is you. My (y/n).”
You smile at the pet name, moving your hands to fall around his neck, which you press one more quick kiss to. “Always.”
He leans down, kisses your forehead first before moving to your cheek, then pecking your lips several times, smiling and exhaling little chuckles against them as you leaned forward for more.
“I have to finish up here! Want to help me?”
You nod, lowering your hands to back hug him again.
“Alright,” he shakes his head fondly at your clinginess, “help me stir, then the real work begins.” He reaches to his waist, taking hold of your hands, placing the spoon in your dominant one and using it to mix the batter as he kept seasoning it.
After that, you dedicated yourself to actual tasks, but each time you passed Seonghwa by, you pressed a kiss to his cheeks or neck, enjoying the surprise and wide, almost childlike smile of joy that crossed his face every single time.
Yunho
It's not like you don't want to do it, frankly, but you mainly want to get Yunho's attention. You're sinking into couch cushions, sunlight lazily filters through the blinds, and Yunho is playing some video game or another. You stopped paying attention, instead visually tracing his focused side profile, eyes drinking in every shift and narrow of his own, the way his thumbs dart over the controller.
Watching your boyfriend play doesn’t bother you, but you are getting a bit bored. He isn’t always granted a surplus of free time, after all, & the most selfish voice of your mind is vying for the argument that he should spend it with you. Instead of whining, though, which you have the sense to realize no one enjoys, you simply scoot in closer, cushions creaking faintly beneath you, and gently run your fingers over Yunho’s jawline, pulling close enough to press your lips to his neck. As badly as you want his lips on yours, interrupting a man’s game is never a good idea.
He tenses a bit beneath your touch, breaths coming a little faster. “Wh- what are you doing?” He asks.
You press a few more kisses, moving a bit lower each time. “I don’t know, you’re playing your game, I just want to appreciate you.”
“Maybe when I’m done with this round-”
“Maybe when you’re done with this round…”
You both spoke at the same time. Giggling into his neck, you get closer still, legs pressed against his as he gave a few giggles of his own.
“Maybe what?” You ask, tilting your head so that he’s almost forced to face you.
“Just wait and see,” he smiles, leaning forward to place a quick peck to your lips before his focus returns to the screen.
Yeosang
You and Yeosang were on the couch, both of you on your backs, your head resting over his heart. Neither of you had spoken for a bit, just enjoying the small sunbeams filtering in through the window as you played gently with Yeosang’s hand that was slung over you.
On a whim you turned slightly, careful that your hip wouldn’t dig into him, and leaned up just a little bit higher, your head reaching the crook of Yesosang’s neck. Your lips fell into place, ghosting over his skin at first, but when you felt him shift a bit beneath you, clearly starting a little at the sudden warmth, it spurred you on.
This time, you kissed him unabashedly, giving the exposed skin long, slow appreciation. Drawing out every motion you possibly could. Your hand that was playing with his gave it a little squeeze.
“What’s this?” Yeosang asks, eyes wide and sounding a bit flustered.
You can’t help but giggle at the pure and wholesome man you love so much. “You mean you don’t know?” You reply.
“Well, ah, I mean…” He stutters as you place the longest, most lingering kiss yet at the very base of his throat, a small gasp escaping with the trailed-off words.
You lift yourself up on your elbows, pulling up still so your heads are in line and sparing your boyfriend, just rubbing your noses together with a smile. “Don’t worry about it,” you tell him, starting to lay back down, but his hand catches yours.
“No,” he says, gaze following yours down, “please continue.”
San
“Sannie, no!” You giggle, running away from your boyfriend, with whom you are currently locked in a playful chase along the grass.
He’s proudly brandishing a water gun, smug grin more than evident on his face as he barrels toward you. “Sannie, yes!”
“No!” You exclaim, turning on your heels and running around a garden wall, stopping to catch a few shaking, laughing breaths.
You’d tossed a water balloon at him, your entire arsenal, and now San sees fit to get you back for it. His revenge is quite disproportionate in your eyes, for even with as warm as it was you aren’t exactly in the mood to get soaked.
San is close; the grass rustles and he whispers “I’m gonna get you!”
“Not today!” You shout back, peeling out from around the wall and back towards those of the house, bare feet padding against the soft green grass.
San quickly catches up, giggling as he backs you into a corner, raising the blue and green plastic abomination in his hand. It’s going to take a massive trump card to escape this one…or maybe you’re overthinking it.
Stepping forward in the little space you have left, you reach your arms around San, hands gently running up and down his back. His smug expression immediately begins softening, the gorgeous soft eyes you love on him starting to pop out. With a smile, you lean in to give his neck a few kisses, feeling him crane to open up more as you do so. He’s warm beneath your touch, pulse pounding from all the running; you kiss right over the pulse point, wondering if you can make it go even faster.
Before you can wonder much more San is sweeping you into his arms, booping your nose and telling you how cute you are before yanking you into his lips. One hand holds you, the other reaches up into your hair, and as your lips move against his you slide San’s offending water rifle closer to you with your foot, stepping down on it as hard as you can. San trails kisses of his own down your neck before peppering your cheeks, expression melting at the fact that you initiated affection.
When you finally separate, San ruffles your hair and giggles. You step back a bit, holding up your contraband water rifle. “So, truce then?”
Mingi
"I can be cool!" You protested against Mingi's teasing. You know he thinks you're the coolest person alive, but you and your boyfriend had gotten into a playful debate on if you could be a rapper.
"Oh, yeah? Prove it, then," Mingi shot back with a grin.
"Ok, fine," you all but pouted, "I will."
Giving him a light shove, you watched him stumble back a little, taking the opportunity to lead him a couple more steps until his back hit the wall. Leaning forward, you rested your left palm against it at his side, eyes traveling up to his in the best approximation of the classic pose as you could attempt. Mingi's jaw dropped a bit, raising the corners of your lips in a satisfied smile. You leaned up and placed a kiss to his neck.
"See? I can do the bad boy pose. I'm cool," you say as you start to walk off.
Mingi's hand catches your left hand as it peels from the wall, though, and you feel the tug, turning back to face him with a tilt of your head. He's looking at you with doe eyes, his buggy expression of surprise fading to affection.
"You are cool, but don't take my job," he says.
You giggle, and he reels you back into his chest, your hand falling there as his that isn't holding yours rests on your back, bringing you forward into an electrifying kiss. You feel his heartbeat beneath your palm, the way his hand lightly squeezes and plays with yours as your lips move in sync. You trap Mingi again as he pulls away, this time not against the wall, but with his forehead against yours.
"You have nothing to worry about, my cool guy."
Wooyoung
It was all impulse, really. Wooyoung was teaching you a couples’ dance he wanted to try, and frankly it was quite…intimate. A bit Latin-inspired, it had some close moves that reminded you of the tango followed by him pulling you close. When he did that, he also rolled his head back, exposing the skin of his neck and making that much more of a show from his quite notably unbuttoned black shirt.
Wooyoung viewed his body as part of the art and you couldn’t help but agree. The third time you practiced getting swept into his arms, his head rolling away as you were held against the warmth of his chest, his heart hammering beneath you, you leaned forward, your lips finding his throat like they were magnetized there.
You felt him give a deep hum beneath you as he, rather than step into the sequence's next move, immediately slid both of his hands to be flush around your waist. When you pulled away slightly, Wooyoung attacked, his own lips latching onto the spot above your collarbone. His hips angled, drifting forward until they were fully flush against yours.
"So this is what you want, huh?"
"Well," you teased, voice low as Wooyoung’s lips traveled down and then back up, “seems like you do too."
"Of course," he agreed as he trailed kisses up your neck and to your cheek, "why would I not?"
Jongho
It was one of your greatest joys in life to have such a sensible, loving boyfriend at your side. However, he wasn’t the most into physical touch, at least not nearly as much as you were. Sometimes Jongho just needed some encouragement.
He lay at your side, half under the sheets and half out, just plaintively staring at the ceiling as he rested on his back, not one part of him touching you. You felt your lips fall into a pout, wishing he would cuddle with you now that your bedtime conversation had ceased, dreamy words subsiding in favor of that near-sleep contemplative state.
You knew part of it was that he didn’t want to overstep boundaries, didn’t want to disturb you. But if that was the case, you considered as you shifted in the sheets, mattress creaking a bit beneath your motion, it was your job to show him he would not be disturbing you in the slightest. And you knew exactly what would flip Jongho’s affection switch.
Scooting closer to him, you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, snuggling into his neck and kissing him before he could protest or question the sudden gesture. Sure enough, you felt Jongho relax, firm muscles melting still after a momentary freeze. As you nuzzled in, lips still traveling, he tilted his head, giving you greater access, and you smiled. Jackpot.
Jongho loved it when you kissed his neck, and you sure didn't mind taking advantage of that fact, especially right then. He flipped over from his back to his side, suddenly facing you, those big beautiful eyes you loved staring intently.
"Why this all of a sudden?"
"Because I love you," you replied, eyelashes fluttering.
"Well, let me return the favor, too," he told you, propping his head up with one hand.
You couldn't resist a smile as he pulled you closer.
#ateez#ateez imagines#ateez reactions#ateez x reader#ateez scenarios#hongjoong#seongwha#yunho#yeosang#san#mingi#wooyoung#jongho#gender neutral reader#requested#moots 💕
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New tag game just dropped >:) my result kinda tracks doesn’t it? 🥺😅 @letmelickyoureyeballs @mossthebogwitch @daisey14 @kilibaggins
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Hey Bella!!! How are u?? x
hey ariaaaa 💖💖
we haven’t spoken in agesss omg!! I’m good thank you, how are you?? <33333
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moots appreciation time ! tag some of your fav moots and share what you love about them ! then place this in other blogs asks ! ❤️
this is a side blog so it messes with the whole mutuals things 😭 so I’m sorry if I missed someone or if I'm assuming we're mutuals or if this is how you found out we’re moots lol, hi ily ❤️
sprinkling some love onto these blogs! 💕 I love seeing them on my feed & reading their stuff 🥰 and if by chance you haven’t, go read their fics!
@daycourtofficial, @stormhearty, @sarawritestories, @hellodarling1357 @readychilledwine, @illyrian-dreamer, @illyrianbitch, @shadowdaddies, @aboggoblin, @eve175, @florencemtrash, @solbaby7, @itsswritten, @milswrites, @historiaxvanserra, @assassinsblade
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max goof can get it
He is the preferable of the two 😌
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may I humbly offer:
in my omegaverse au, simon was born a beta but the high stress and trauma changed him to an alpha. I have more cohesive thoughts somewhere but during his first rut as an alpha, he goes to alpha!price all whiney and tears streaming down his face and asks for help. so John does what any good alpha would (but is also fully skipping normal courting behaviour because how can he say no to the pretty, giant, pouting mam) and walks simon through the whole thing, bottoming for the poor, rutting alpha who is overwhelmed by all these new hormone spikes :(
john coos at simon, telling him how good he feels, nice and plugged up. tells him he's doing such a good job and he knows it hurts but he looks and sounds so pretty so it's okay.
"take what you need, pup. I can handle it. you just use me however you need, that's a good boy" and simon would reply by he's panting and moaning and drooling so all he can do is slur out broken thank yous
- vgilantee
SJSOSKFNFIEJENCMDLRBF. CHAR OH MY GOD
alpha!john taking inexperienced!Simon… i’m gonna pass the fuck away
i wish i had coherent thoughts for this but i can’t not share this because my god
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woo congrats for the 700 followers babe (i hope you don't mind me calling you that!!) i was wondering a reaction of any group that comes to your mind about y/n kissing them and then running away maybe cause they're shy or being playful idkk!! that's the first thing that came to my mind
Of course not babe 😘😆 this is such a cute idea!!! I like this idea for multiple groups tbh but I’ll start with Ateez of course hehe~ Hope this is what you meant!
Ateez When Their Crush Kisses Them and Runs Away
Hongjoong
“I really like this one. Here, listen.” Hongjoong placed the set of headphones in his hands gently over your ears, the rustling sound tickling them before the click of the play button.
Music filled your ears, upbeat sound enveloping you as if you were surrounded. It brought a smile to your face and motion to your head, the joyful bob mirrored in amusement by Hongjoong. He shook his head fondly, watching with interest at your response to the song. You felt shy suddenly, head falling to no longer meet his intense eyes.
When the song ended, you removed the headphones, setting them carefully upon the desk’s slick surface. “Let’s listen to the next one together,” you suggested quietly, still a bit flustered from the way Hongjoong stared at you. Sure, you’d liked him for some time, but you hadn’t gotten that many signs before he looked at you like that, and suddenly you didn’t know how to act.
“I have the perfect one up next,” he agrees with a nod, unplugging the cord of the on-ears and queuing up the following song on the computer.
Upbeat music faded in favor of something soft and glittery, something that almost would’ve been like ASMR had you still listened in surround. The words started, and you could tell it was a love song. The perfect song, huh? What did he mean by that?
Hongjoong’s face was illuminated purple by the room’s LEDs, all his piercings shining lavender and even the deep brown, almost black, of his eyes getting tinted. His gaze was once again fixed firmly upon you as the desperate lyrics swam through the room, and it sent lightning through you.
As if yanked forward by a puppet string you closed the gap between your seated figures, capturing his lips against yours. It was hard to tell if he was responding, though, your brain working despite the soft warmth sending you spiraling. Your chest sunk. Maybe you’d been wrong. Oh, no.
You had to leave. With one final glance at Hongjoong’s deer-in-the-headlights face, you rose from your seat’s padding, feeling it roll away at the sudden push.
"(y/n), wait!"
Gritting your teeth, you swung back around at Hongjoong's bidding, seeing him half-standing with a hand out.
"I'm really sorry I froze up, I'd been planning to make a move at the end of the song for so long, that completely threw me." His look of worry rose into a smile. "In a good way. Can we try again?"
All you could do was nod, prompting him to stand all the way, glancing down and taking your waist when he received a nod from you before pressing his lips to yours, music still swirling around your heads.
Seonghwa
Everything you did was adorable.
You swayed your hips lightly to the music on Seonghwa's speaker as you cracked another egg into a bowl. You two were baking together, a simple, domestic activity that had Seonghwa's heart full. He could barely focus on his dry measurements, his mind full of you, you, you. What could he say? He was head over heels.
You passed by each other in sync, with you grabbing the milk and him the salt before returning to your respective mixing. Maybe he should try and make things more romantic.
When you beckoned him to bring the dry bowl over, he acquiesced immediately, proverbial light bulb going off above his head. "Alright, let's mix together."
You smiled that gorgeous smile. "Sounds great."
Standing behind you, Seonghwa took a hold of your hand, gaze falling shyly from your smile as you turned back toward the bowl, his hand guiding yours in swirls as you gradually added his half of the mixture to yours. Far too soon in Seonghwa's mind, though, the batter started to look incorporated.
"Does that look..." You turned, inadvertently pressing closer to him as you peered innocently into his eyes, face inches from his as the last part of your sentence came out quieter. "...good?"
Seonghwa's lips parted, but before any reply could leave them yours were pressed sweetly against them. His eyelashes fluttered and his chest soared, but a mere second later you were pulling back away, sinking down against the counter on bent knees.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me! That just looked like a movie scene, and- and I-"
Bending down to eye level with you, Seonghwa nodded encouragingly. "Don't worry, I felt it too. Do you want to do it again or is that just me?"
Yunho
From the peripheries of your vision, you saw Yunho tugging at the thick blue blindfold around his eyes. "No peeking," you chastised.
"All right, but how far do I have to go for the center?" Yunho responded, one hand tightly holding yours.
"Just a few more steps," you replied, tugging him a bit further, "in fact, I think that's good. Everyone ready?"
The rest of the group called out affirmatives, spreading for the game of blind man's bluff. Yunho was 'it', the one who would grope along after you all as you darted away from his hands.
Of course, that's how it should have gone, but Ateez was no normal group. Jongho had climbed onto the table and Yeosang was under a chair. The rest kept running up to tease him with actions ranging from speaking right into his ear and running off to slapping his butt. And that gave you a great idea. Well, not the butt thing. Not yet at least...
You'd wanted to make a move for some time now. You and Yunho were always so playful with each other, joining in on each other's antics and having giggly slappy fights you couldn't help but see as breaks to the touch barrier. So what better opportunity to push your luck than when the man was blindfolded?
Running up at his side, you stood on your tiptoes and crashed your lips against his, smiling even as he jumped back a bit, startled. It took everything you had to suppress laughter, but his next words helped.
"That better have been (y/n)," Yunho remarked, head tilted.
"Who else would have done that?" You shot back. too incredulous to overthink if you were about to be rejected.
"I dunno," he shrugged, still blindfolded, "Wooyoung or something?"
"Does he ever-"
"No!" Yunho cut you off, nose wrinkling beneath the fabric across its bridge. "Gross! And he knows I like you! Which I can say now given my optimistic assumption my feelings are requited."
"Yes," you stepped closer, placing a hand on his shoulder and moving your face inches from his, "yes, they are."
"Good!" He exclaimed, grinning. "But also..." His hands snaked tightly around your middle, lifting you off the ground. "I got you! You're it now!"
Yeosang
“Here we go- one for you and one for me.” With a bright smile, Yeosang handed you one of the ice cream cones in his hands.
It was a beautiful day, the perfect day to take a walk, and of course it didn't take much persuasion to get Yeosang over to the ice cream stand with you. Having time together like this was rare, so you wanted to milk it for all it was worth, drawing out what could be a simple wend through the park with the man who gave you butterflies.
Butterflies indeed, you thought as he dug happily into his ice cream like an eager little boy, continuing his description of the last book he'd read.
"But was it sad though? I don't want to read it if it's really sad."
"No way! The ending was perfect in my opinion. The characters went through everything they needed to." Another smile into the sunshine. Another bite of ice cream.
That time, though, the cone cracked and a little bit of the sweet dessert dribbled onto his lip, which stuck out in a little pout. Yeosang looked so cute, your brain blanked. Complete zero thoughts, head empty, just Yeosang. Without you even realizing it, your lips had fallen onto his, kissing the ice cream off of them.
It wasn't until the butterflies buzzed again, begging you to let yourself get even more carried away, that you even realized what you'd done, backing away immediately with wide eyes.
"I'm so sorry," you gasped, turning and walking away, butterflies now stabbing into your fluttering heart with shock and shame.
"D-do you like me?" You heard Yeosang's voice at your back, but you couldn't bear facing him again, just nodding your burning head, eyes squeezed shut and ice-cream-free hand covering half your face.
His hand on your shoulder almost made you jump. "Why are you getting shy now, huh? You're so cute."
Your hand shot up all the way, burying your whole face. He thought you were cute?
"How can I see your face again? Do I have to kiss you, too? Alright, gladly," Yeosang whispered, kissing your cheek.
San
San felt lucky that day- you two were at the arcade together. He'd liked you for a few months now, but couldn't tell how you felt. Making a move felt too risky. What were the odds you felt the same? Probably not great, especially since you were friends with all of Ateez. You easily could have liked another member, but no matter what San was eternally grateful for your friendship, the easy feeling he got when he was with you. Even though his heart raced every time you smiled, it was never stressful when you talked. You'd made it clear that he could talk to you about anything and even confided in him, too, which just proved it.
It was healing to see you so happy and excited, practically yanking him over to every game you wanted to play. You’d already kicked his butt at whack-a-mole, though his victory at the shooting gallery was clear. None of it was about winning, though. Not for him.
That was until the pair of you stumbled upon the claw machine, your eyes sparkling with excitement and lips curling widely upward in joy. Two little squishmallows of your favorite animal sat amongst the cuddly rainbow of prize options, and anyone with eyes could see it was love at first sight. San would have given anything to get you that plushie, even every last game credit he had.
“Your wish is my command,” he remarked dashingly as he swiped the play card, lighting up the crane’s lining.
“Oh, San, these things are usually rigged, though. I don’t want you to run out of play over it!”
“Then I’ll just have to win it right away, huh?” He shot back with a dimpled grin, deftly angling the gripper over your beloved squishmallow. Pressing the button, he sent it down, plucking the adorable round plushie up…
…and back down, this time considerably closer to the prize depot. Fire blazed in San’s eyes as he swiped his card again. He heard you giggle at his intense expression as he leaned closer to the smudged glass of the claw machine as if trying to become one with the mechanics of it. He twitched the claw back and forth a bit, then with a nod of satisfaction sent it back down, securing your prize and dropping it right through the plastic square trap door of victory.
You leapt for joy, giving that smile that made his heart leap as you reached through the prize door and cuddled your gift to your chest, repeating thanks to San again and again.
He smiled, opening his mouth to day you’re welcome, but was cut off by your lips on his. He froze, every thought and command flying out if his brain until he saw you flush and step back, uncertainty written all over your face as you still held your prize.
“I’m sorry,” you whispered, shaking your head, “I just got excited. But I really appreciate-”
“No, no, wait!” Waving his hands, San panicked, words falling clumsily from his lips. “I’m sorry, that was so terrible, I’ve liked you forever so I just got really nervous! Kind of ruined that, didn’t I?”
Your lips parted again in shock, several heartbeats passing before you smiled and shook your head. “It’s like the claw machine, right? Practice makes perfect. I like you, too, San. Well, obviously,” you giggled, and just like that San’s heart picked up again despite that feeling of comfort and rightness returning.
Looks like you guys had both won the jackpot that day.
Mingi
“Give it back!"
Mingi had snatched your phone, which you’d made the mistake of leaving lying flat atop the coffee table in his shared apartment, and ran with it, leaning into the boon of his long legs. He turned back even as he legged it, giving you a wide, boyish smile before sticking his tongue out.
“Come get it,” he giggled in response, breathy from the clear exertion of how hard he sprinted, tearing tightly around a corner.
Smirking, you turned on your heels, running back the other way to cut him off. The look on his face was priceless as you emerged into the room he barreled towards simultaneously, facing one another. His jaw dropped and hands waved, but your triumph didn’t end, not even when you collided, toppling to the floor.
Heat rushed to your face. You had a crush on Mingi, and though you didn’t know if it was returned, the tension of the day’s flirting welled up in your chest, spilling over as you leaned in from your position on top of him, connecting your lips.
The moment you parted, though, you saw how wide his eyes were and panicked, feeling like you’d overstepped. Scrambling off of him, you made to leave, muttering an apology, but his hand closed around your wrist gently. His strength was still enough to stop you in your tracks without yanking you back over.
“Where are you going?” He smiled at you, stars in his eyes. “I need to kiss you back, right?”
Wooyoung
Prey in sight. Target locked.
Wooyoung was the victim of many prank attempts by you, the latest one being sliding up behind him and stealing his phone. Creeping up toward him, you rose up on your bent knees, hand sliding slowly toward the piece of technology in his hand. His hand that immediately reached behind him and slapped yours out of the way.
"Ha! Caught you again!"
"No fair," you pouted, "how did you even see me?"
"I know your M.O.," Wooyoung countered, smiling triumphantly and then sticking his tongue out at you, "there's nothing you can do that surprises me."
Frustration of multiple kinds ballooned in your chest as he smirked at you, challenge glinting in his eyes. You would do anything, anything, to wipe that look off of Jung "Smug" Wooyoung's face. You know what? Great idea, you realized.
"Oh yeah?" You challenged, stepping closer.
"Yeah," he dug his heels in, crossing his arms.
You stood up straight, lunging forward and crashing your lips against his. It was your turn to smirk into the kiss as he returned it immediately, almost desperately. Well, shoot. Guess all that flirting he'd done had been for real. Good to know.
Right as Wooyoung started picking up the pace, though, you separated again, running back down the hall you'd initially snuck down.
"Hey!" He protested.
"Guess I did surprise you after all, huh?" You fired back as you ran, turning to see with great satisfaction that Wooyoung was chasing you. No way he was going to let you get away with that.
Jongho
You didn’t realize it at the time, but you were dreaming. One of the best dreams you’d ever had, you would later reflect.
Choi Jongho, the handsome, stoic, effortlessly funny man you’d fallen head over heels for, had just confessed to you, pulling you into a kiss that had your head spinning harder than any prior fantasy had. The dream was vivid, too, full of sight and sound and sensation so much that it pushed you a bit past perception of reality.
So, when a hand upon your shoulders gently shook you awake, a voice you recognized even in half-sleep as Jongho whispering your name, you responded how you thought was in kind.
By leaning in and pressing your lips to his. Sleep left you further as he hummed in confusion, pulling away and repeating your name, this time questioning, inquisitive, faintly scandalized. Some of the added gravity to his voice had your half-lidded eyes fluttering further open, veil lifted as you blinked at Jongho’s wide eyes, pursed lips, and red ears.
What had you done? Every neuron in your brain called out for you to flee, bury away your shame and scandal forever. Each muscle in your body agreed, but had trouble following suit as you clumsily wrestled with the blanket that had been draped over you upon the couch, fabric catching your feet until you flung it to the floor, pushing up to a seated position and up, swaying to run away.
“Whoa, whoa!” Jongho held out a protective hand. “You just surprised me is all. Let’s talk about this, what happened?”
“Nothing,” you shook your head, unable to look him in the eye, “I was having a stupid dream. That’s all.”
“Is that what you call stupid?” Jongho asked, tone still even as always, but colored with the faintest hint of incredulity. “I would call something like that a very good dream.”
Your eyebrows shot up, gaze returning to his. “You would?”
“Sure,” he shrugged, “felt pretty good to me. But I suppose it wasn’t me in the dream, was it?”
Your chest ballooned at the actual palpable disappointment you saw in his face, heard in his voice. You…actually had a shot here?
“Ok, so you’re not gonna believe this-”
Not exactly the most romantic start to your next kiss, but hey, it sure did the trick.
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Hey! Happy birthday!!
Thank you Liv 🥰🥰🥰 brain fully cooked? CHECKKKK 😎 don’t know where we go from here but we GO 😤⚔️😁
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My favorite picrew updated a bit ago & I’m making it everyone’s problem 😌
Tagging some moots @letmelickyoureyeballs @kilibaggins @losertisms @mundayoonimnida if any of y’all wanna do it too 😌
#tag game#tag games#picrew#makowka picrew#mutuals#moots 💕#y’all don’t have to I just enjoy these too much hehe
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hi belllaaaa!!! 💗 hru???
heyyy izzy 💖💖 I’m good thank you!! apart from the fact that my uterus it trying to murder me and the jameson card was really quite offensive to look at 😭😭
how are you my love?? 🥰🥰
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@nervousgardenfairy
Hello you absolute cutie!
I will flirt with girls, but mainly because I flirt with everyone. I am unfortunately straight, to my utter disappointment I thirst for cock alone 😔 plus I think I'm a little old for you I'm the big 3-0 this year hahaha
That being said I absolutely adore the girlies! I am a girls girl always have been always will be. I followed you back because I saw the fae aspect and the pink and the softness and I was like yesssss she's like a younger cuter me! 😂😘😘
I am so FUCKING flattered that I remind you of your first book crush, I absolutely have to know who that is btw. 😇
Don't ever be afraid to shot your shot babe, I love it! I'm here for it! That goes for anyone 💕
Are you isfj too??? Yay! I haven't come across another either on here 🥲
Have you seen @manicpixiedreamworld she's a cutie too and she's bi and she has such beautiful eyes and she's funny and she loves fantasy!
Also as a side note if this is embarrassing for you in anyway please tell me and I'll delete! You shouldn't be embarrassed but I just want to make sure you're comfortable!
💕🌻😘
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sunghoon is mad on your behalf!!
WAHHH I LOVE HIM do u think he’ll commit arson w me 😔
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First fictional female character that comes to mind... go!
(I'll tell you why afterwards as not to influence you) 😄
uhm... I'm watching lord of the rings... so it's Galadriel rn but I have no idea who I'd go with otherwise 😅
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