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[wandamaximoffsbadgirl]

Our Baby.

Best Friends!Wandanat x little!reader

Summary: Natasha and Wanda are best friends who have always only been that, but when you come crashing into their lives and take on the roles of caregiver will their relationship deepen?

Word Count: 1.4K

Warnings: Age Regression, mentions of stress and being overwhelmed, caregiver/regressor, fluffy, comfort

Authors note: I saw a post about two best friends being caregivers for someone and this happened sooooo let me know if you want more

Also, to all the littles, seeing this, please tred lightly on this blog! This is my big 18+ blog, but I do have some little!reader fics. Everything is marked accordingly!

Wanda and Natasha had been inseparable for years. The two women were practically extensions of one another, sharing a bond so deep that they didn’t think anyone could ever come between them. That is, until you came crashing into their lives—quite literally.

It had been a particularly hectic day in the city. You were rushing down the sidewalk, juggling your tote bag and a stack of books, when you collided headlong into two very sturdy figures. Hot liquid splashed everywhere, the unmistakable aroma of coffee filling the air.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry!” you gasped, immediately dropping your things to grab napkins from your bag. You looked up, your wide, apologetic eyes meeting two startled, but intrigued, gazes.

Wanda smiled gently, already sensing the warmth and innocence radiating from you. “It’s alright. No harm done.”

Natasha, on the other hand, smirked, brushing coffee from her leather jacket. “You’ve got quite the impact for someone so small.”

Your cheeks flushed with embarrassment as you continued to stammer apologies, your hands nervously twisting the napkins. Something about their presence was overwhelming—but not in a bad way. It felt… safe, somehow.

That moment sparked the beginning of something neither Wanda nor Natasha had anticipated. They’d initially invited you out to lunch to reassure you that everything was fine. But one lunch turned into several, and soon, the two heroines found themselves eagerly waiting for your next meeting. You were sweet, playful, and endearing in a way they couldn’t quite describe.

Wanda and Natasha hadn’t immediately noticed your little tendencies. You were so good at masking that even they, two of the most observant people you’d ever met, didn’t put it all together right away. But over time, the signs began to show.

It started with little things. Like the time you fell asleep on their couch during a movie night. Wanda, ever the caregiver, went to drape a blanket over you and froze mid-motion. Your thumb was tucked in your mouth, and you were suckling softly in your sleep. She didn’t say anything at first, but the sight stuck with her.

Then there was your choice of drinkware. You always seemed to have colorful tumblers with cartoon characters on them. Wanda thought they were cute, but Natasha couldn’t help but tease you about your “sippy cups.” You only giggled nervously, brushing it off as something you just liked.

The biggest hint came the first time they asked you to spend the night unexpectedly. They could see the hesitation in your face before you shyly asked, “Can I go home to grab something first? I, um, I need my stuffie to sleep.” You didn’t elaborate, but they saw the soft blush dusting your cheeks as you avoided eye contact. Natasha, being Natasha, simply smirked and said, “Of course, detka. Everyone needs their comforts.”

But the moment of clarity came on a particularly stressful day for you. It had been weeks of mounting pressure from college—assignments, deadlines, and social obligations piling up until you couldn’t take it anymore. You showed up at their apartment in tears, unable to mask how overwhelmed you felt.

Wanda had just opened the door when you pushed past her, pacing in the living room. “Ish no fair!” you cried, your voice higher-pitched and trembling. “They ep ivin me too mush stuffs, an I an’t do it! I an’t—I no wanna!”

Wanda blinked, stunned for a moment before her motherly instincts kicked in. “Sweetheart,” she cooed, stepping closer. “Baby, hey, hey, it’s okay. Come here.” She gently guided you to the couch, her soothing voice and soft hands calming you just enough to sit down.

But as you tried to explain what was wrong, the words tumbled out in a way that surprised even you. “Ish so dumb! olege is too hard, an I just wan loler or wash toons. I no wan do big peoples stuff!” you wailed, curling up with your stuffie tightly clutched to your chest.

Natasha, who had been watching quietly, crouched in front of you. Her sharp, calculating gaze softened as she reached out to hold your hand. “Woah, those are some really big things to deal with, little one,” she said gently, her tone surprisingly tender. “Way too big for you to be thinking about, don’t you think?”

Wanda nodded, sitting beside you and rubbing your back. “Exactly. Mama and Daddy are here to take care of the big stuff, okay? You just focus on being our sweet little girl.”

You sniffled, looking up at them with wide, watery eyes. “Really?”

Natasha smiled, brushing a tear from your cheek. “Really. Let us handle it. You just stay small for us, alright?”

That was the day things changed. They didn’t just accept your regression—they embraced it wholeheartedly. From that point on, they made sure you always had a safe space to be yourself, no matter how little you felt. 

‧⋆ ✧˚₊‧⋆. ✧˚₊‧⋆‧

It had been a few months since Wanda and Natasha had fully embraced being your caregivers. Their small apartment had worked for a while, but it was quickly becoming clear that it wasn’t enough space for the three of you—especially when you regressed and wanted to run around or build blanket forts. Wanda had been the first to bring up the idea of moving, and Natasha, took the lead in making it happen.

Of course, they didn’t tell you right away. They wanted it to be a surprise.

One sunny afternoon, Wanda and Natasha took you on what they called a "special outing." You didn’t think much of it at first, happily clutching your favorite stuffed animal as they guided you out to the car. But as the drive continued and the scenery shifted from busy city streets to quiet suburban neighborhoods, your curiosity piqued.

“Where are we going?” you asked, bouncing slightly in your seat.

Wanda smiled from the passenger seat, turning to look at you. “You’ll see soon, baby. Be patient.”

Natasha smirked from the driver’s seat. “I think you’ll like it, detka. It’s a big surprise.”

When the car finally pulled into the driveway of a charming two-story house, your jaw dropped. The exterior was painted a deep, calming blue with crisp white accents, and there was a small front porch with enough room for a swing. The yard was spacious and inviting, with plenty of room for you to play.

Wanda stepped out first, holding her hand out for you. “Come on, sweetheart. Let’s go take a look.” You held her hand, your stuffie in the other.

As soon as you stepped inside, you were in awe. The interior was just as beautiful as the outside, with a clean palette of whites and deep blues that felt cozy yet elegant. Your little heart couldn’t contain the excitement as you clutched your stuffed animal tighter, your eyes darting around the open spaces and tall ceilings.

“This is ours?” you squeaked, looking up at Wanda with wide eyes.

“Not yet,” she said with a soft laugh. “We’re still deciding, but we wanted you to see it first.”

Natasha smirked, already following the realtor as she walked through the house, discussing what changes could be made before moving in. “Go on, malen'kaya,” Natasha encouraged, nodding toward the hallway. “Explore a little.”

You didn’t need to be told twice. You darted off, your stuffie bouncing in your arms as you ran down the halls, peeking into each room. There was a large kitchen with an island perfect for baking cookies with Wanda, a spacious living room where Natasha would undoubtedly set up a big TV for movie nights, and upstairs, you found a bedroom that you just knew would be yours.

The house was perfect.

When you ran back to find Wanda and Natasha, they were standing in the living room with the realtor, discussing changes they’d like—adding a fence to the backyard for privacy, painting one of the upstairs bedrooms in softer, more playful tones, and installing blackout curtains in the master bedroom.

Natasha looked over as you skidded to a stop, a bright smile on her face. “What do you think, little one? Do you like it?”

“I love it!” you exclaimed, practically vibrating with excitement.

Wanda knelt down and cupped your cheek, her thumb brushing over your soft skin. “Good. Because this is going to be your new home, sweetheart. Somewhere safe and quiet, just for us.”

Tears pricked at your eyes as you threw your arms around her, your stuffie squished between you. Natasha joined the hug, wrapping her strong arms around the both of you.

“You two are the best,” you whispered, your voice muffled by Wanda’s shoulder.

“And you’re worth it, detka,” Natasha said softly, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “This is just the beginning.”

[svtiddiess]

(Casually sets disownment aside) MY TWINNNN!!

In light of the hoshi babysitting dream i shared, I am curious, how much would you charge to babysit the svt members as children? Lets say the if the regular rate is 15$/hour and you're stuck with them for the whole day. (no one debate me on economics its for funsies pls)

(You can't disown me, you're stuck with me forever.)

TWINNN!! I love this ask so much. I just know some of them were little menaces cough, Jeonghan, cough. Answer is under the cut, along with baby SVT pics!

Seungcheol

Price: $15/hour

I'd go with the regular rate with him. He doesn't seem like too much of a troublemaker, but since he's the youngest of the family, I'd expect him to be a slight brat. The pouting makes up for the brat behaviour though, so no extra charges for this one.

Jeonghan

Price: $100/hour + therapy

He's a menace now; imagine how much more of a menace he was when he was young. I just know he'll go out of his way to make the experience as miserable as possible, and he'll somehow make himself the victim. A hundred dollars isn't enough. They need to pay for my therapy as well.

Joshua

Price: FREE

LOOK AT HIM!! I would do it for free. Just let me pinch his little cheekies. I just know he was such a sweetheart when he was a child. I'd ask to babysit him every day just to see him.

Jun

Price: $15/hour

Let's just take a moment to appreciate how adorable he looks in the picture. He was a mischievous child, for sure. Definitely will be getting into trouble and causing headaches. But he's adorable so no extra charges.

Hoshi

Price: $50/hour + medical fees

He's 100% an ankle-biter and an iPad kid; you can't tell me otherwise. The moment I take my eyes off him, he's putting himself in a dangerous situation. HIS HANDS WILL 100% BE STICKY ALL THE TIME. FROM WHAT? I HAVE NO IDEA, AND I DON'T WISH TO KNOW. They need to pay for my medical bills as well due to all the injuries I've sustained.

Wonwoo

Price: $10/hour

Definitely was a quiet child. Would probably just want to play video games all day, which I can get behind. But I would probably end up crying cause he managed to beat me at every single video game we played. His consoling makes up for it though.

Woozi

Price: $15/hour

How has Woozi not aged a single bit? Anyways, since he was an only child, he was probably quiet and well-behaved. Standard rate for him cause I'd be forced to watch Dragon Ball Z with him every time I babysit.

DK

Price: $30/hour

He definitely was a loud child. Would be screaming nonstop. The extra fee is compensation for the damage done to my eardrums. Other than that, he would be great to babysit.

Mingyu

Price: FREE

LOOK AT THIS LITTLE CUTIE PATOOTIE!! He's so adorable, I love him. He can do no wrong in my eyes. He can ask for whatever he wants, and I'll give it to him without hesitation. I'm going back to babysit every day just to see him.

Minghao

Price: $1000/hour + therapy + medical fees

This was the most normal baby picture I could find of him. That's saying a lot. He was definitely mean and scary when he was a child. I would be babysitting him against my will. Would 100% make me cry in the first 5 minutes. No amount of therapy is going to help me recover from the trauma that I received from him.

Seungkwan

Price: $30/hour

Look at this sweetheart! He's adorable! He seems like a sweet child who can do no wrong. But I'm not gonna let those cheeks fool me, I just know he was a sassy and petty child. Double the price for needing to deal with his attitude and side eyes.

Vernon

Price: $30/hour

I've seen his interview videos. He'd be a yapper for sure. Seems like the type to wander off somewhere if I'm not paying attention to him too. Therefore I need to be paid double to deal with him.

Dino

Price: FREE

Look at this little babie!! He's adorable. I would volunteer to babysit him. No fee needed. Just let me squish him, please.

[ohbo-ohno]

you said ghost lives to serve and i screamed at the top of my lungs how dare you. he never sits still in your shared home. constantly cleaning and upgrading and fixing so you don’t have to. it’s in his blood and his bones to serve in any way he can and now i’m sad🧸

wait i lied im not leaving i love this

ghost only knows how to serve - it's all he did in the military, and it's all he has left now. he genuinely doesn't know how to not serve someone. you're like a beam of light when he finds you - someone good and sweet and soft who he can help. he can offer to fix your ovens, he can help you by bussing tables when you're too busy.

you mention that a bird pooped on your windshield and when you leave the bakery at the end of the day your car is squeaky clean

you lament that your favorite shade of lipstick is about to stop production and ghost drives to every makeup store nearby and buys them out of their stock, offering them as a tip the next morning

you mention needing to find a plumber because there's a leak in the kitchen sink and he almost looks offended, leaves with his tea and come back five minutes later with a toolbox and gets to work

you complain about being stuck on the side of the road for hours waiting for roadside assistance after getting a flat tire, and he gives you his number, tells you you call me next time something like that happens, i'll take care of it for you. (catches himself just in time to not say i'll take care of you)

he comes to your house for the first time when you mention your broken doorbell. fixes it right up for you

he weeds your garden for you while you plant flowers - he's still only comfortable destroying, not growing. you bring him inside for a warm drink and tell him thank you, ramble on about how important weeding is for a garden, and you don't even realize how much it means to him

(also this ghost worships you in bed)

[dykesanddiatribes]

Seeing as how you lit yourself cum I think you should cum again, and again, and again. I think you need to keep that vibe on max for 44 minutes no mater how badly you want to stop.

i had to escort myself to the bathroom so fast so i could touch myself to this ask. i am utterly soaking wet. i cannot wait for my house to fall quieter so i can do this.😵‍💫

[marquisedegramont]

I love your sub!marquis fic with the reader choking him with his pocket watch! Will you write more sub!marquis works?🥺

-🧸

Hi 🧸anon im going to use this as a reason to post a short drabble of mine okay? > w < -> dom!reader, blowjob, one line of dialogue, pillow prince!marquis

He can’t get enough of you, the way you suck him off. The warmth of your throat and mouth around his cock, and Vincent’s nothing more than a soft, sensitive mess around you. You hear him desperately trying not to let out those noises of him— and yet you can hear the short vocalizing of his pleasure. Short whimpers and his breathless panting.

His pale legs are around your head, with shallow bite marks and the edges of your nails pressed into soft skin. Vincent is tiredly grinding into your mouth, trying to find that release as fast as possible. You know that he likes it rough, and fast. You don’t intend to give him that pleasure.

“Ah,” he mutters, “ah…non…”

You go down on him faster, the tip of Vincent’s cock in the wet warmth of the back of your throat. You can see the curvature of his stomach and how the light bounces off of it, the sudden and quick movements of his stomach caving in from pure pleasure. Vincent hands grab a fistful of the bedsheets under him, messing up and wrinkling the pale beige fabric.

[bigsisterstelle]

What’s your opinion on being a dominant little sister with a submissive big sister? Asking for a friend…

if the submissive big sister is me then yes.

and if the dominant little sister is me then also yes.

[homecomingvn]

Hey everyone, long time no see! Apologies for the months of silence - but I’m back now! I needed to take a much needed step back from HOCO and focus on some other projects of mine (as well as play a ungodly amount of BG3 hehe).

On my break, I also decided to kinda tear down HOCO and rebuild it from the ground up. I wasn’t really pleased with how the story was going and I think that really contributed to the burnout I felt with the project. I still would like to include the premise of the various life stages, but may go about it in a different way than I had initially planned - things to think about more I suppose!

Anyways here’s some behind the scenes of what I’ve been up to - starting with revisiting the cast’s (+ Nico’s) main outfits and updating them :3

[zebracorn-chan]

pretend this is Freddy and give him a present!

[wandamaximoffsbadgirl]

hi ley☺️💕

I've been having a hard time feeling little recently☹️ could you maybe right some little!reader and wanda. like maybe just cuddling and nursing too if you're comfortable.

hope Ur having a good day

-🧸

Long Day

Cg!Wanda x little!reader

Summary: It's been a long day of being big, but Mama always knows what to do~

Word Count: 459

Warnings: sfw nursing, it's all sfw and fluffy~

Authors note: Thank you for the request and my first one of 2025~

Also, to all the littles, seeing this, please tred lightly on this blog! This is my big 18+ blog, but I do have some little!reader fics. Everything is marked accordingly!

It had been a long day, the kind that left your shoulders tense and your mind exhausted from having to be "big" for so long. The moment you stepped through the door of your shared home, you could feel the weight of the day threatening to overwhelm you. But then you saw her—Wanda, your safe place, your caregiver—waiting for you with open arms.

"Hi, sweetheart," she greeted softly, her voice warm and soothing. She could tell immediately that today had been hard. The slump of your shoulders and the quiet sniffle you tried to hide spoke volumes. Wanda stepped closer, cupping your cheek gently. "Oh, my little love, you did so well today. I'm so proud of you.”

Hearing those words, the walls you'd been holding up all day crumbled. Tears pricked your eyes as you dropped your bag and burrowed into her embrace. Wanda wrapped her arms around you, rubbing soothing circles on your back.

"Shh, it's okay," she murmured, swaying gently. "You're home now. You don't have to be big anymore. Let me take care of you."

You nodded against her shoulder, already starting to feel the pull of your little space. Wanda led you to the couch, sitting you down on her lap as she brushed your hair out of your face. "Let’s get you comfy, okay? Do you want to change into your jammies and grab your stuffie?"

You nodded again, your voice small. "Please, Mama.”

Her heart melted at the sound, and she kissed your forehead. "Stay here for a second, baby. I'll grab them for you." Wanda returned moments later with your softest pajamas and your favorite stuffed animal. She helped you change, her touch gentle and full of care, and then tucked the stuffed animal into your arms.

Once you were settled back on her lap, she pulled a cozy blanket around both of you. "How about some cuddles, hmm?"

You nodded eagerly, nuzzling into her chest. Her hand rested on the back of your head, stroking your hair as she whispered sweet nothings. After a moment, she asked softly, "Does my little one want to nurse?”

Your cheeks warmed, but you nodded shyly. Wanda adjusted herself and helped you get comfortable against her. As you began nursing, the tension from the day melted away completely, replaced by a deep sense of safety and love. Wanda hummed a soft lullaby, her free hand stroking your back.

"You’re so precious to me," she whispered, her voice full of affection. "You’re safe, my love. Mama’s got you."

With Wanda holding you close, the world faded away, leaving only warmth, love, and the comfort of being her little one as your eyes grew heavy. Closing as you heard her whisper, 

“Mama loves you so much.”

[tftjaspasaur]

I just found your blog. All I can say is you are fucking adorable. You look to be so trainable. I will be coming around often, I think. 😘

Talk soon,

~🧸 (if it's not taken)(he/they)

ncjdn people keep saying that im so well trained thank you !! doin my best to be good for everyone but I have my moments wanna be properly trained by someone please? and keep coming around !!

[ohbo-ohno]

omgomgomgomggggg u mentioned reader locked in a cage watching her stuffed bear through the bars and my mind immediately started racing. do u think when they have her locked up they sit just outside the bars teasing her with her stuffed bear shaking him around just outside her reach? taunting her and cooing when tears slide down her cheeks😭they throw a blanket over ur cage and leave u there for “puppy’s nap time” i’m actually shaking

oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my

this is a little long one because both of these concepts have killed me and i lost control of myself

im shaking. hyperventilating. quivering. i am an unrecognizable person after reading these asks.

forced into a cage fucking GETS ME!!! noncon puppy play you will always be famous. both of my noncon/dubcon ghostsoap puppyplay things (say that five times fast) have johnny falling into a type of subspace really quickly so i haven't actually gotten to write a lot of a forced puppy reacting badly and i want to so MUCH!!! might do it with ghostsoap in a follow up to the thing i just posted honestly. it's so fucking delicious

but anyways. in this au the cage you get shoved in isn't johnny's cage, it's one they made for you so you can keep them company during their murderous free time. that means the cage is small, you-sized :( you can't sit up straight in it, can't stretch your legs out the whole way, can't even really kneel straight up. a tiny little space for a tiny little girl oh im going to be SICK

i like the idea of reader having a little nest of her own in their cabin, filled with soft things for her to relax into (and, of course, a hook for them to leash her to) so i feel like her cage in the basement is probably a little ugly. probably no blankets or pillows, shoved in the middle of the room somewhere so there's no place where you can hide (aka press yourself against the wall), leaves you exposed and vulnerable and cold. poor little puppy :( crying and sniffling and begging them not to force you in, but they just chuckle and ruffle your hair a bit, force you to your knees.

all that being said: your little bear johnny and bear simon are in the bad cage with you <3

the stuffy (im calling it a bear but fill in an animal if you'd like) is a total comfort object for you, something that has gone through every bad thing right by your side. when they fuck you, you almost always have the bear in your arms. when they force you to their torture dungeon, the bear is either in your arms or in your eyeline. maybe one of the times they hunt you simon slips the little bear into your arms while johnny is fucking you in the dirt, smirks a little when you thank him and hold it tight to your chest.

if you get really worked up from what they're doing one of them throws an old blanket over your cage. it makes everything so much worse - you can't see anything, you're left alone in this cold dark space, and you can still hear every sound of pain and the tools your kidnappers are using. but for some reason you feel more vulnerable in the dark (like a bird lol) so you go quiet, hunch down real low and squeeze your eyes shut so you can't see the bloodstains on the blanket. simon on johnny think they're helping you cause you don't sound nearly as scared when you can't see anything <3 gives them horrible ideas involving blindfolds but that's another thing

johnny keeping your bear from you. it's like the two of you want me dead. “do you wanna come out now?🥺” “you want your bear??🥺” “are you gonna be a good girl now???🥺🥺” and "teasing her with her stuffed bear shaking him around just outside her reach? taunting her and cooing when tears slide down her cheeks" like im so fucking GONE it's actually not even funny.

you get real puppy-like when they make you beg for your bear. little paws held out, eyes all big and teary, panting and wiggling around cause you want your toy so badly. simon telling you to take the stuffy with your teeth, and you whine because you don't want to bite your bear!!!! but he says johnny and i bite you all the time, puppy, if you can take it so can your bear so you finally lean forward, get a little loose hold on the stuffy's leg where johnny's holds it out

but he's so mean, because he doesn't let it go :( just smiles real big at the sight of you on your knees, little puppy toy between your teeth. go on, he'd say take it, lass. and you try!!! you tug it a little, shake your head a bit, but he won't let go!! he won't give you your bear!!!

until simon tells him to, a gruff that's enough tug o' war, johnny, she's been a good girl. hand it over. and then the stuffy is yours again, finally. you'd tuck it up right in your arms, hold it close to your chest and bury you nose in the soft fur with your eyes squeezed shut. you ignore the little coos from above you, fully throw yourself into loving on your bear

[dykesanddiatribes]

You've been doing so well since my first little suggestion. I'm very proud.

You'll have to make a little time for this next task. About an hour and ten minutes, so I'll give you a few days to find a slot in your schedule.

You are on no touching below the middle right now so we're going to put your nipples through some interval training.

Go to this timer.

You will play with just your nipples for 30 second bursts, then rest for five seconds.

Also keep your legs spread nice and wide. Just try to imagine you nipples are actually your clit.

i have to go entertain visiting family soon and all i can think about is this ask. i can genuinely feel myself getting wetter thinking about this. i am gonna be a mess. for context, i’ve only recently been able to handle nipple stimulation at all. for a long while, they were so oversensitive it hurt, and not in a fun way. now, i love playing with them and having them played with, but it makes me so wet i always squirm with my legs together, so this will be quite the challenge.😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

[marquisedegramont]

What’s one (smutty) Marquis headcanon you have? 🫣

-🧸

Vincent eats pussy and sucks dick like his life depends on it. Getting head from him is life altering, divine even!! He gets so worked up and horny just at the idea of giving head >_< he’d start whining and complaining he isn’t doing something with his mouth wether that be chewing gum, sucking on clit, or just sucking in general!!

Let him suck on something or else he’ll be all bitchy okay? </3

[dashing-melody]

⭑ welcome to kitty city ! ⭑

intro post !

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[homecomingvn]

traumatized versions of sandy and elijah math aps🤯🤯 ??

eeeee ( 'yan versions' of them here mostly)

Only child for sure in this au - thus, you're the sole person that all of his attention + dedication goes to! ^^

Moreso of the stalker variety rather than hackin' + slashin' (unlike some notable...others'). If push came to shove he could be moved to more violent measures, but for the time being, Eli views himself as a 'silent protector' of sorts rather than a killer.

oh...boy. where to begin with Sandy here - for starters, she's a Jack of all trades when it comes to her love for you. Killing, kidnapping, stalking; you name it, she's probably done it.

A big ol' identity crisis when it comes to Sandy in this au - rather than being her authentic self (much like she is in 'normal' hoco), Sandy picks and chooses aspects from those close to you to incorporate into herself - that way, there's no chance of you turning her down!

[boba-beom]

I heard my calling and this is what happens when I post about other men whose names aren’t Choi Beomgyu 😭 beomgyu’s so pretty, how does the prettiest person exist in the same timeline as me?! 🫠 his soft features adored by many. big brown eyes complimented by the contacts he’s wearing. long, doll like lashes that just has you enamoured by the way he blinks prettily. his hair this length makes him more rounder and I just wanna bite his cheek 😞 he’s so cutieful