#SHINee Reaction

[blu-joons]

Kisses With SHINee ~ SHINee Headcanon

Onew:

Jinki is the type of kisser who will always try and bring a smile to your face whenever he’s kissing you

Quite often you can feel his smile whenever he kisses you too as he can’t help but just get excited

His favourite place to kiss is against your cheek, with bonus points for Jinki if he manages to catch the corner of your mouth too

He loves the comfort of being around you and being affectionate, it makes his heart incredibly warm

Whenever you’re not smiling, Jinki will be there trying to kiss the smile back onto your face again

If he’s struggling to find the words they’ll usually be a kiss placed from him to try and express himself

One of your favourite things is how shy Jinki becomes though when he’s affectionate around others

There’s a mutual understanding when it comes to kisses that the two of you both greatly value

Key:

Kibum is the type of kisser who will always be dramatic and try his best to get a laugh out of you

Almost every time he kisses you there’s a loud pop when he kisses you to make sure that you know he’s there

His favourite place to kiss you is against your jaw as Kibum knows it's your most ticklish spot to be kissed on

He loves the simplicity of kisses and how they can go a long way to making the two of you smile

Every morning you’re greeted by a kiss from Kibum, it’s the first thing he always does as his morning routine

One of the things you love to try and do is make him go shy when you kiss him and leave him speechless

He’s definitely not afraid to kiss you in public, Kibum isn’t afraid of showing off his relationship with you

A kiss from Kibum will always brighten your day, he always knows how to kiss you how you want to be kissed

Minho:

Minho is the type of kisser who will protect you and make sure that you know that you’re not alone

He’s never one to shy away from the chance to kiss you either, Minho will take every opportunity he gets

His favourite place to kiss you is against the top of your head so that he can bundle you up in his arms

He loves the romance, very rarely will you be kissed by Minho without being swept off your feet first

One of the things he can always tell is when you’re down, and to cheer you up, a kiss will surely follow

Quite often sneaky kisses will appear from behind you, with Minho snaking his arms around your waist

There’s a time and a place for kissing you in public as far as Minho is concerned, he never makes a big deal

If there’s one thing that can be guaranteed from Minho with kisses, it’s that he’s the perfect gentleman

Taemin:

Taemin is the type of kisser who will get shy around you, kissing you properly makes him very giddy

Kisses remind Taemin that he’s with you, something that he often struggles to truly believe

His favourite place to kiss you is against the tip of your nose, as he loves when you kiss him there too

He loves the intimacy that can often come with kisses as it manages to bring you both closer together

One thing that you often let Taemin know with a kiss is that you’re proud or that you’re impressed with him

No other kiss means as much to him as a reunion kiss though, especially when you’ve been apart for a while

Kissing you around others is very rare for Taemin, mostly as he knows it makes him vulnerable for a teasing

The feeling after a kiss is a particular favourite part for Taemin too when he can feel the kiss lingering

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[hobaworld7]

Could you maybe write a Shinee reaction about their love languages, like you did for bts? I thought that one was really cute! Thank you! I'm so glad you want to write for them, there's not nearly enough Shinee content on here imo💜

SHINee Reaction - Love Languages

Hello Shawol!! I am so excited to see other fans here. They really are the kings right? I hope you'll love it and don't hesitate to send other requests!

*As I said before, I won't be writing on JongHyun as respect for him*

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Paring : Reaction x OT4

Genre : Romance - Love Language

Words count : X

Warning : Full of fluffiness! Some mentions of BDSM or kinky things.

Summary : This is how i think SHINee would show their loves to their partner!

A/N : Please show some love and interact with this post so I can continue writing on SHINee, I really enjoyed it!

Disclaimer : SHINee doesn't belong to me. It's just an imagine. I'm a shawol since 2012, I love them really much but this is just fiction!

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ONEW

As a leader, I feel like Onew would be all into words of affirmation.

Every days, every opportunities, he would text or say how beautiful you are. How proud he is.

He would also dedicate a lot of his free time to be with you.

SUCH A GENTLEMAN.

Always holding your hands and taking cute selfies with you.

''How did I get so lucky? Meeting you was the best blessing in my life, my love."

My love, my baby, my, my, my everything.

I think he will be really sweet with you and in bed too.

Not much of an experimenter, more casual.

Look at you like you are a piece of art.

KEY

All five. He's so caring with all the members, exceptionally Taemin, but you? You are is top priority.

Acts of service, a lot of them. He loves to cook for you and taking care of you. Preparing a warm bath with candles and flowers after a big day.

He would always love to be near you. His head on your thigh while you watch a movie (quality time)

Buying expensive piece of clothes too. He love to dress you in the most fashionista way.

He would love to have you near him on his many project.

He will probably hire you as a personal assistant or something like that.

He's really good at commutating his feeling so there is almost no argument between you.

''YAH YEOBO YOU ARE SO PRETTY WOW!!"

Always so excited to see you.

He's so into kinky shit. Look at his Born to Shine live.

Of course he did it all for you before the performance.

MINHO

He's all into physical contact.

He loves touching you, kissing you and hugging you.

Always his hand on you if you are near him.

Flowers, wine, chocolate, coffee, etc.

Everything you love, you'll have.

He wants you to be happy and to be comfortable when you are at his place so he would do everything for you.

He will always talk openly of your relationship.

He wants everyone to knows that you are his and he is yours.

Sweet during the days. Savage during the nights.

TAEMIN

This is his face when he see you.

''Yah, jinjja, she's really the most beautiful person on earth. Right hyung?'

He would always be so happy whenever you get the chance to spend times together.

He would love to buy you gifts and having romantic diner.

Such a gentleman. Thanks to his Onew Hyung that thought him all.

He love to dance with you and practice when you are in his studio.

He would dance goofily everytime you are sad.

Always letting you choose the movie.

Experimenting. A lot. In bed. Or in public. *wink wink*

I feel like he would be into this bdsm kink and everything HAHA.

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Hope you like it, i tried to do it the more neutral i could. Thnkyou my love for reading!

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[ohmuqueen]

I love the part at 16:13 where they’re like "If this is what the gates to heaven feel like, I'm okay with dying right now"

Edit:

a comment on the video by user @/Saddlemomma links to other great choreo performances by SHINee, similar to the large scale of "Juice"

the videos this comment links to:

"Evil" SWC III; Seoul in 2014 (the performance that made me a shawol btw)

"Hitchhiking" SWC III:

"Woof, Woof" SWC IV:

"Identity" SWC VI:

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In playing a game, we bring its artificial borders weight. In creating something, we inhabit that world to bring it life.

I started Handplates during a really difficult time in my life... no matter what happened, no matter how much things felt like they were falling apart around me or I was going to lose my mind or it all was just too much to bear, there’d always be another Handplates comic to do. Like clockwork that alarm in my head would go off and I’d get to work on the next one, no matter what was happening. It was always, always there. It’s hard to believe it’s been over seven years... a few more months to eight.

By my estimates, the next comic will be the last one. It doesn’t seem real, and when it does, it just makes me sad to think about... but I guess Undertale itself was about that too. How hard it is to let go, and when it’s time to say goodbye...

(I made some long long phone calls to my friends at home And I told them where I’ve been and the places I’m going And they said, “Wow, that’s incredible, but we already know, Because of that long long song you wrote.” - [x] )

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[herewegobebe]

SHINee listening to Shawols singing 'Days & Years' to them 🥺💞💞 [vid cr. x]

[talkingsaxy]

PHOTOS YOU'VE TAKEN OF YOUR BOYFRIEND TAEMIN

please don't repost, requests open!

[stellacaerulea]

Estelle explains why Hestia was hated

So since the game began if you whaled enough to get to VIP17 early on we know Hestia was hated by the light elves for her heterochromia, which they consider a bad omen

Now yes, it sounded like a ridiculous reason (and it still is), but this new event gave us a closer look on that: Estelle herself

Originally she was a common light elf and no one thought anything of her mismatched eyes; in fact she was cherished by people even more after she was "graced" with "healing powers" by the Glory itself during a storm where a lightning strike hit a tower and toppled it on her head only for her to came out untouched - until she was forced out of the vampiric closet, bit someone's ass and became the Pigeonian version of Bloody Mary after singlehandedly murdering and destroying an entire church

Cut to a few centuries later: at this point the Glory was already a well-established cult to the point of being the state religion, and so was the belief that the Kindred were evil - it stands to reason that legends would be told of a woman with mismatched eyes who was cursed during a thunderstorm and turned against their beloved god

Then one night, during a thunderstorm, lightning hits a tower and this girl is born:

You can guess what they thought

[rainbowrenjun]

congrats taemin on guilty's 1st win!

[mykoreanlove]

Hiii!! Can I request you something for Choi Minho??? I've been obessed with him lately. So, maybe something cute like y/n works as a stylist for SHINee and Minho has a crush on her, something along the lines..Thank you!

It was supposed to be fluff but you know how this goes 🙊

Hope you like it! 🥰

DEPRIVED

„Y/N, can you moan for me?“

You choked on your red wine as you heard Minho‘s request. Hastily he got up and patted your back.

„Shit sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.“ His brown eyes looked into yours compassionately.

„You want me to moan for you? What the hell Minho?“

He laughed sweetly, already anticipating your reaction.

„I know how this sounds.“

You rolled your eyes at him judgmentally.

„Oh, do you?“

Minho took the wine glass out of your hand and grabbed your hand lovingly.

„Please, y/n. I haven’t been with a woman for so long. I’m so deprived of femininity, please help me out.“

You always wondered why Minho stayed single and lived a rather boring love life, after all he was in high demand.

Charming personality, banging hot body and cute face. Every girl would get on her knees in an instant, yet he chose to stay alone.

„Deprived huh? What do you want me to do exactly?“

His eyes lit up in anticipation, he had won you over easily.

Minho got up and walked over to the couch, sitting and spreading his legs like an alpha. His personality was shy with you, but his body wasn’t.

„Can you sit on me?“, he asked nervously.

You mustered him for a moment: strong, thick thighs spread apart that made room for you on his lap, muscular arms that waited to grab you and hungry eyes that wanted to devour you.

You had worked with him for ages, was this really a good idea? Your head weighed the pros and cons of overstepping your professional relationship with him but it was your body that made the ultimate decision.

The pull towards him was just too strong.

You got up and took a seat on his lap, feeling his strong thighs underneath you. You placed your delicate hands on his broad chest, supporting you like that.

„Is that okay?“, you asked shyly, not making eye contact with him.

„Perfect“, he whispered. „Even though one thing is missing…Look at me y/n.“

Your heart fluttered fast as his thumb grabbed your chin and tilted your head up, making you gaze into his eyes deeply.

„Hi“, he chuckled softly. You broke out in laughter, joining him in this serene moment. „Hi, Minho.“

„Does this feel weird?“

You shook your head truthfully. This felt far from weird, it actually felt kind of nice.

He smiled contentedly, glad that you felt the same way.

„What do you want me to do now?“

Minho cleared his throat and asked for kisses on his throat, something he absolutely adored.

You placed your soft lips on his throat, kissing it lightly before you started sucking on the thin skin, almost marking it.

„Cautious y/n, my stylist is going to kill me if I show up bruised“, he chuckled. „Oh, sorry“, you apologized and traced his jaw line instead, pampering him with sweet, little kisses. Minho‘s head fell back in pleasure, he had missed this so much. As your lips found his earlobe he shot up rapidly, holding his breath patiently.

„Can I touch you?“

You nodded and seconds after you felt his strong arms wrapped around you, his big hands sliding all over your body. You nibbled on his ear which elicited a deep growl from him. Fuck, this made you feel some things.

Minho‘s voice got even deeper as he complimented your kissing style. „I liked that, y/n. I really fucking liked that.“

Slowly, you whispered into his ear: „I know something that you like even more.“

You started circling your hips on him, feeling all of him now. You were right, he liked that even more.

„Fuck me, why are you so good at this“, he licked his lips, thinking about his next move.

„I’m good at everything, Min“, you smirked as you looked him in the eyes and grinded on him. His hands were glued to your ass, squeezing and massaging with full hands.

„Remember what you had asked of me?“

He nodded his head eagerly.

You leaned over and brushed his ear with your lips, sighing heavily into it. The grip on your ass got tighter as Minho tried to control himself. But you wanted to play, so you took things to the next level. Sighing turned into small whimpers which then turned into needy moans, all while circling your hips on his hard erection.

„You’re making me lose my mind, y/n“, he breathed out heavily.

„Isn’t this what you wanted?“

He nodded again, desperate for more of you.

„I want more though“, he stated.

You leaned back once more and mustered his face, his eyes were dying with need.

Need for you.

You leaned in and brushed his plush lips with yours, softly while whispering: „Not like this, Minho. Date me for real and we‘ll see.“

You got up from his lap and grabbed your things, making your way to the exit. He was unable to move, but called after you.

„Y/N, wait. What was this then?“

You turned around and winked at him playfully.

„A preview.“

[alrightbuckaroo]

Work is Published Wednesday

Happy Wednesday, everyone! As it seems most fitting, I wanted to share something from my Carlos character study, tender eyes that shine, just because it's giving me a lot of feelings and maybe I can share those with you <3

When he married Iris at the tender age of eighteen, he didn’t invite his parents and even now, he thinks the Austin High School Soccer Team t-shirt he wore to the courthouse barely counts as a tuxedo.

He didn’t think his parents would want to be an active part of his life after coming out, let alone that his mother would be the one helping him get ready to marry the man of his dreams. 

“Hey mom,” Carlos begins, his voice trying to fight through the current of a flood of emotion. “Thank you,” He pauses, catching his breath and letting his feelings guide him to his words. “For everything.”

Andrea’s eyes shimmer with unshed tears as she replies with, “Always.”

After, she raises Carlos’ arms, looking down at the sleeves of his tuxedo. Her eyes are drawn to the cuff links looped through the open holes placed on both sleeves. They’re the same cuff links that Gabriel planned to wear to Carlos’ wedding.

Her eyes sustain their misty demeanor as she says, “He would have been so happy to know these were still able to make it to your special day.”

“You think so?” Carlos asks, looking down at them. Though they’re small, Carlos can still make out the tiniest impression of his reflection smiling back up at him. He thinks that if he looks hard enough, he’ll see his Dad smiling back at him too.

“Oh I know so,” Andrea responds and Carlos looks back up at her.  

“You know that’s all I ever really wanted,” Carlos’ voice sounds fresh with heartfelt honesty. “For Dad to be happy,”  

“Oh Carlitos,” Andrea leans up to place a peck on his cheek. “He always wanted the same for you.”

Thanks for the tags: @ironheartwriter, @henrygrass, @whatsintheboxmh, @strandnreyes, @paperstorm

and @theghostofashton!

No pressure tagging:

@heartstringsduet, @carlos-in-glasses, @reyesstrand, @lemonlyman-dotcom, @herefortarlos

@actual-sleeping-beauty, @sheholdsthemoon, @sanjuwrites, @freneticfloetry, @fifthrideroftheapocalypse

@honeybee-taskforce, @literateowl, @lutavero, @irispurpurea, @thisbuildinghasfeelings

@emsprovisions, @eclectic-sassycoweyes, @welcometololaland, @rmd-writes, @bonheur-cafe

@butchreyes, @basilsunrise, @never-blooms, @carlos-tk, @mikibwrites, @tellmegoodbye

@lightningboltreader, and here's an open tag <3 <3 <3

[hobaworld7]

I'm back! Thank you so much for your other shinee posts, they're so good and made me smile so much! Could I ask for how you think the members would react to falling for a friend? Thank you💜

a/n: of course i can write this for youuu! you don't even understand how it makes me happy to see so much SHINee requests!! ENjoy shawol!

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SHINee Reaction - Falling for a friend

I will write it in a different style, more of a small imagine because I think it suit the subject better. Please let me know if you love it like this. I can rewrite it as list of reaction if you want too!

ONEW

he is blind, that's all i have to say AHAHHAHAH

this men is blind and won't understand until you ask him if he has feeling for you

''but we are best friend y/n" ''I know but in the way you are with me I don't think we are just friends Jinki''

it would just be in his nature to care so much for you

so he would have suppress his feeling because you are his dearest friend and for him he couldn't fall for you.

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KEY

the moment he realizes he's falling for his friend, he would be so secretive about it

he doesn't want to ruin your friendship

he would even act a little strange

and that's how you'll know something change

over a beer (or five lol), you would talk with him and he will admit his feeling.

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MINHO

He just uses his charisma with everyone

So when you flirt back and he feels something

He Is Surprised.

Probably gonna talk to his snsd bff honestly

And they will tease him so muuuuuch

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TAEMIN

Key being like ''You are so in love with Y/N! Every one can see it. Even Y/N knows it!''

''Wait, what? Seriously?''

I mean, i feel like... is a little... like not bright? sometimes.. you know AHHAHA (but not in a bad way okay AHAHAH)

[your-local-chaotic-cryptid]

Every time pre-game Shin is represented as a “soft lil twink >_<“; an angel gets its wings ripped off and is set ablaze.

[moncherijoie]

I need a fluff Taemin where him and reader are dating in private

𝑴𝒚 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓★

ᴛᴀᴇᴍɪɴ

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙽𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏.

In the corner of a dimly lit café, you and Taemin find refuge from the relentless glare of the spotlight. Here, in the comforting scent of freshly brewed coffee, you share stolen moments of intimacy away from the prying eyes of the world. Taemin, known for his mesmerizing performances on stage, finds himself captivated by the genuine laughter and sparkling eyes of you, a woman whose presence illuminates his world in ways he never thought possible.

"You look so beautiful tonight honey." "Can you stop?" You said in response to him. Looking away as your face began to flush.

"It hurts when I have to be away from you most of the time." Taemin held your hand and caressed it with his thumb. "But I feel safe and secure when I'm with you again."

You look back at Taemin who is now admiring your features. "When do I get to see you again?" You asked. That was all on your mind. You didn't want to worry about the next time anymore.

Taemin pushed some hair strands behind your ear before cupping your face. "Whenever you want because you're my star and I'll do anything for you."

You smiled before he pulls you in for a kiss.

"I'm thankful for you." You said once the two of you separate. "I'm thankful for your mother. Since she made the biggest blessing in my life." He always go over the top to compliment you.

You hid your face in your hands as Taemin laughed softly. "Hurry up and eat, something's waiting for you at my apartment." You eyes glistened as you hurry to finish your food.

Taemin admiring you the whole time as raindrops hit the window.

You were his whole universe.

[aettuddae]

HONEYCOMB — chapter 1.

— summer, 2004.

꩜ synopsis: the lavier-choi's, a french-korean family from seoul's elite that runs an electric vehicle production business, has been preparing to face a looming economic crisis that could crumble their empire, and it all takes a turn for the worse when, unexpectedly, their patriarch, who headed the company, suddenly passes away. at the news and her mother's desperate call, albany, the eldest daughter, is forced to abandon her life in paris representing france as a professional fencer and return to her homeland to face her mom's old-fashioned whims in order to help the family. amidst all the frenzy, the only positive thing she finds is that, after years, she will be reunited with her siblings and all the friends she grew up with, especially the yu family from across the street.

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there are certain things that, as time goes by, you stop questioning. after your twenty-somethings it doesn't really matter what your favorite color is, or that kind of trivia you learn to ask as a child to start a conversation, there are different things to worry about, serious, adult things, like how you position yourself politically or whether you have a place of your own to live and grow old in, or what names you have in mind for your children. it's because of this abrupt reality in which she lived that the question of what her favorite season was hadn't come up in albany's head for years.

if she had to devote any of her time to that dilemma, perhaps now, at 28, she would choose fall. summer in paris was chaotic and as the years went by it seemed to get hotter and hotter, meanwhile winter was gray and depressing. fall was fine, damp at times, but still quiet and cozy at the end.

what she could be sure of was that as a kid she told everyone how much she loved summer.

in all honesty, everyone she knew in her hometown hated summer in korea. it has all the hallmarks of the worst summers you can think of, but albany used to love it.

when the vacations started, her parents would take them to spend it at the family villa in namyangju, it had been one of the many traditions they had for as long as she could remember.

two years before minho was born, the choi parents had bought this big house in gyeonggi, in the middle of the mountain and close to the river, in order to create memories with their children while they took refuge away from all the noise and frenzy of seoul.

of course, the chaos was still with them, it was just a different kind. as albany began to grow up and become more aware of her surroundings, she began to doubt that her mother as elegant, delicate and whiny as she was would have agreed to spend the wettest time of the year surrounded by nature, water and bugs. each year was accompanied by her squealing and annoyances that her father, an adventurer and lover of anything that required physical prowess, was unaffected by, as he was always on the move, ready to set off to embark on a new activity.

summers in namyangju were not relaxing, they were an annual survival camp.

and albany loved it that way, for most choi children had inherited, to a greater or lesser degree, their father's fearless nature. it was fun, it was exciting, for a moment she felt like one of those forest fauns she loved to read about and not the millionaires' daughter with a monotonous predictable life that she really was.

one of the things she loved most was hiking in the mountains, walks on which she always found fruits. her father had taught her about some that could be eaten and some that couldn't, and then she deciphered the others, as well as plants she learned to identify. she took them back to the house where she gave them to the chef to use, and by watching that lady she learned to replicate those recipes.

time also brought her minjeong, who even with that small body ate what sunwoo wouldn't consume in a week and loved the raspberry pie albany made. the little girl was not a good friend of nature, she tried, but it seemed that the outside world was too rough for her little legs still lacking in strength, so every summer, that her parents spent in the namyangju village of her best friends the choi's, she spent eating the dishes that the blonde-haired french girl had learned to make over the years.

thinking about her family also included thinking about the yu's, her parents' best friends who had such separation anxiety that they bought houses just one street away to spend all their life together. her father, choi junmin, had met yu suwon when they were both in high school and from there their friendship only thrived.

summers were spent with the yu's, christmases were spent with the yu's, the meaningless days of the dullest weeks of the year were spent with the yu's. of course the adults were always busy, but the children had been forced to fraternize to such an extent that they too became accustomed to it.

albany didn't know a life where she didn't cook for minjeong, even when she grew older, every time she returned to paris after a few days back home, she found herself baking raspberry pie with no one to offer it to. she couldn't go that long without making her angry or chatting with her about all the fantastic things they thought inhabited the universe apart from humans.

and then, there was jimin. albany didn't know a life without yu jimin.

her best friend in the whole world, her partner in adventure. the girl who climbed out of her window late at night just to talk until they both fell asleep, who had accompanied her to her first gala and who also went with her when she escaped from it. jimin who was there when her last baby tooth fell out and when she had to help her furnish her apartment when she had just moved to france. who used to accompany her to look for elves and who gave her her first 'spiderwick chronicles' book. in all her important moments, jimin had been there and vice versa, her first crushes, kisses, partners, her academic and personal frustrations, her achievements, albany's first fencing tournament, jimin's CSATs and the moment she found out she had gotten into the college she wanted.

when they started to get along, albany was a little older, always going everywhere with wendy and minho, but she didn't really talk to many other people who understood her impatient need, as an eight-year-old girl, to find a fairy among the flora of namyangju, so for three summers in a row, she kept running around, disappearing into the trees and bushes by herself.

until one day, in late july 2004, she wandered farther than usual from the house, finding herself at the entrance to a grove. albany was choi junmin's daughter, she had no reason to be scared, so with a firm step she headed for the logs, ready to catch this fairy she claimed she had seen a week ago, but who kept running away. the problem was that albany was not minho, so she was not completely junmin. she was also her mother eveline's daughter and she carried some of her fearful, sedentary genes in her, so when she saw a figure in the distance that was shorter than her, hunched over and with big ears, she froze in fear. she didn't dare go to capture it or attack it as her older brother would have done, she just stood static, keeping silent so the being wouldn't notice she was there. she crept away until she shot out of the trees and ran back to her family as fast as when she was playing soccer with the neanderthal she had for a brother.

but she couldn't leave it at that, she had found a strange creature in the foliage, she had to go back to investigate what it was, and if it was an evil entity, she had to make sure it didn't attack her siblings. so every day for a week, little albany went back to the same place, ready to face whatever that thing was, which was always waiting for her in that exact position she found it on. but she would freeze, couldn't get close, and ended up returning terrified and frustrated to the house.

one afternoon, now in early august, she returned to the grove. it was the same scenario that had been repeating itself lately, and the same reaction on her part. try as she might, she couldn't get her body to move in the direction of the critter that was standing there. disappointed in herself again, albany turned on her heels ready to go back to where everyone was. she was no longer running from fear, yes, she was still scared, but now she was just walking back crestfallen, berating herself for not being able to face the forest monster. but she couldn't run away that day.

"why you always come here?" a high pitched voice made her jump in place in surprise, followed by a terror running down her spine at the thought that perhaps the creature had heard the girl or her outrage.

"what are you doing here, jimin?" the older girl asked altered, rushing towards the newcomer to get her away from what she thought was dangerous.

"i followed you." she confessed, wriggling out of the blonde's grip and taking a few steps towards where her gaze used to be fixed, in seconds reaching much farther than choi ever had.

"viens ici!" —come here —. she whisper-shouted, rushing over to pull her away.

"what you do here?" the little girl spoke in vaguely understandable words. she had always been intelligent for her age, but she was missing a few teeth, making it difficult for her to enunciate.

"jimin, you can't be here." she took her arm and tried to walk in the opposite direction, but she got away easily.

"are you doing something bad?" an excited giggle accompanied her assumption, she wanted to be a part of it.

"no." she folded her arms. "it's dangerous."

jimin's eyes suddenly expanded and her posture shifted to a rigid one, her pupils probed the area for the threat. she brought her gaze upward, to albany's face, who because of the age difference was quite a bit taller, she looked uneasy. "what happens?" she muttered.

the older one just raised her arm and with her finger pointed to the figure that hadn't moved all week, leading the blackhaired's attention to it, who after analyzing it for a moment squinting her eyes trying to make sense of it, just said with a discouraging tone, "that short thing?"

"how dare you?" albany reproached in agitation. "it's small because it's a gremlin." she reported in a very low tone.

"what?"

"a gremlin." she repeated in the same volume.

"kremin." she tried to echo.

"gremlin."

"kemin." she failed again.

"nevermind." she dismissed. "they're little creatures that make mischief." she explained, holding the subsequent silence for a moment to look up and down at the eldest of the yu sisters. "just like you." she joked, causing jimin to squeal in annoyance and start hiting her shoulder. "se calmer, calm down!" she took advantage of the girl's closeness after her tantrum to tug at her clothes and hide behind a trunk with her. "it might hear us." she warned.

"you're bigger." observed the younger girl.

"and?"

"you can step on it." she assured.

albany contemplated it for a second, but her foot wasn't big nor her leg strong enough, so she shook her head. "i can't." she looked down in defeat. "gremlins are mean." she explained.

jimin turned to look at the taller one, crossed her arms resting her elbow on top of the other and bringing her fingers to her chin to hold it between her thumb and forefinger while emitting a steady 'mmm' sound that indicated she was thinking. "you and i." she pointed to the opposite and then to herself. "there are two of us and he is one."

"what about that?" replied choi confused.

"it can't beat us." assured the girl hurrying to walk in the direction of the creature, sure that albany was coming behind.

jimin walked with confident steps as her eyes scanned the ground for something, while the older one followed closely behind, her body bent over as if she wanted to use the smaller girl as a shield, anxiously letting out strings of words quickly trying to convince her to stop, but jimin was mischievous, the kind of child you would find hanging from the top of a tree without knowing how she got there, she didn't listen and when something got into her head, she wouldn't stop until she did it.

the older yu bent over to the ground to pick something, straightening up with a long branch held in her small fist and raising it in front of her with a proud smile to show it to albany.

"what's that?" the blonde inquired, still terrified.

"a sword!" she exclaimed excitedly.

"be quiet!" she took quick steps to her to catch her face and cover her mouth with her hand. "that's not a sword." she said softly.

"yes it is." she reiterated when she was allowed to speak and immediately gave albany a gentle whack on the forehead with the stick, pushing her away. "we will kill it with the sword." she reaffirmed.

jimin, again, slipped out of the blonde's grasp and dashed towards the gremlin with her branch ready to finish it off. "jimin, soyez prudents!" —be careful —. albany could be heard chasing after her quickly to stop her, but by the time she was close, jimin had already struck the creature with her so-called sword.

they both stopped suddenly, confused as they saw a large pile of leaves scatter in the air after being hit by the small yu and fall to the ground around the small trunk that seconds before they swore was an evil individual that was going to attack them.

"it's a tree." realized albany in embarrassment, realizing that her gremlin was just the base of a tree with some grasses around it that were tall and wide enough to look like ears, and the leaves that jimin had swept away created a hair-like shape.

"i don't think so!" denied the younger girl in a confident tone and impacted the trunk with the branch again. "yes it is." agreed when nothing happened.

"i got scared for nothing." lamented the blonde, annoyed with herself, and dropped down, sitting on the grass beneath her, an action that jimin copied. "thanks for helping me, though." she added after a few minutes without saying anything.

"it's nothing." she gave her a big smile without many teeth. "i protected you like a knight." she commented confidently.

"you don't look like a knight." she refuted with a laugh. "you're pretty and small." jimin furrowed her eyebrows and gave her a displeased sideways glance, she didn't like being called small. "you're more like a fairy." she corrected.

"then," she thought. "i'll be a fairy who protects you." she nodded her head, confirming her words. "what do you think, abany?" she had trouble pronouncing the letter L, so the name came out funnily.

"it's albany." she emphasized the letter she had missed.

"abany." she tried again.

"no, that's not it."

"bany." she sentenced. "what do you think, bany?"

"fine." she agreed. "you will be my guardian fairy." she put her hand on the top of her head, rubbing it and messing up her hair, but jimin stopped her by tapping her wrist with the branch she used as a sword. "can i borrow your sword?" she asked looking at the object.

"i'll teach you to use it." she smiled sideways.

and ever since that confrontation with a gremlin in the summer vacation of 2004, albany choi has not existed without yu jimin.

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₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ key as romantic tropes!

pairing ⟢ kim kibum (key) x gn!reader

warnings ⟢ mention of injuries and use of the pet name “baby” towards the end. lowercase intended.

wc ⟢ 1.8k

author’s note ⟢ i obviously don’t know key personally, this is just me being silly goofy + delusional. so, he may be written ooc, sorry. !!this is very self indulgent!!

₊˚⊹ ☁ royal x commoner ☁ ₊˚⊹

if you don’t think that key gives off major royalty vibes, then i don’t know what to tell you tbh. i can just picture him in the fanciest regal outfits and i think he’d love to throw parties for his court. this is where you and him would first meet properly.

you were a royal gardener at key’s estate and you loved watching the parties through the windows because key is known for going all out on decor. one night you decide to sneak into a party, wearing your best outfit and donning a masquerade mask to match the occasion—thinking that no one would recognize you.

but key isn’t dumb, so he knows it’s you under the mask the moment he spots you amongst the crowd. he recognizes you, not because of your attire, but because he knows all the people he employs (you think this entj is not gonna supervise the running of his house? as if.)

he isn’t upset that you snuck in, in fact, he is quite amused at how you stare at all the facets of his ballroom with a smile on your face while moving along with the music that fills the room. you are incredibly shocked when you are asked to dance to one of the slower songs by a man in an ornate gold ensemble. it doesn’t take long for you to identify this man as your employer.

strangely enough, conversation flows quite naturally between you two as you spin around the ballroom for multiple songs. you both were lost in each other until a member of key’s court butted in to ask for a dance with him.

it was only after bowing to your partner and stepping off the dance floor that you noticed how late it had gotten. you still had work in the morning, so you decided to retire back to your room.

you tried your best to return to reality after a night spent dancing with key. surely he hadn’t known it was one of his gardeners under the mask, or else he would have never asked you to dance in the first place! that thought was sobering, but it didn’t stop you from picturing his deep eyes as you fell asleep that night.

the next morning was similar to most with you completing your tasks with the usual efficiency despite your thoughts lingering on the evening prior. you were tending to some rose bushes when you heard footsteps approaching. thinking it was your supervisor, you turned your head, only to be met with key standing above you.

it wasn’t rare for key to check in on the upkeep of his estate, but it was rare for him to approach you specifically. he usually communicated with the head gardener for updates on his gardens.

you bowed your head respectfully despite the nerves. did he know you snuck into his party? were you about to be fired?

“a late night of fun and yet you are still diligent in your work,” he smirked, “i’m impressed.”

your mouth gaped open, shocked at his forwardness before you sputtered out an apology. “i’m sorry, sir! i shouldn’t have attended last night. but i know my place and it won’t happen again!”

“that’s a shame,” he said with a playful frown tingeing his lips, “i was looking forward to more nights with my new dance partner.”

₊˚⊹ ☁ rivals to lovers ☁ ₊˚⊹

i’m picturing this in an office environment so good & great key energy. i think key would definitely have a rival at the workplace because he’s pretty sassy and ambitious which could create some tension…

both you and key are on the same hierarchical level in the office, but you often felt like he would look down on you in little ways. he’d always double-check your work before handing it to a supervisor and he never seemed to trust you enough to collaborate properly with you.

now, you’re a kind person and want to give key the benefit of the doubt. so, you decide to tell him, in private, that his behavior upsets you sometimes. you’re both mature adults, surely communication would be the best way to solve this issue.

“i’m only guaranteeing the success of our team,” he replies, “you can understand why it is important to make sure there aren’t any weak links.”

weak links? is he serious? that conversation did more harm than good for your relationship with key. after that, you worked even harder to make sure your assignments were immaculate so that the jerk in thick-rimmed glasses had nothing to complain about.

one day, your supervisor announced the opportunity of a promotion for one of your team members to fill a new leadership position. you knew that this was your time to truly show how impactful you were in your workplace. the issue was, key would also be gunning for that position alongside you.

late nights in the office became the norm as you worked towards your goal, spending hours on your computer until you got tired. key seemed to be in a similar boat as he typed rapidly a few desks down from you. you felt like you couldn’t call it a night until he did. problem is, he rarely went home before 10:00 p.m.

“do you ever sleep?” the words came out harsher than you had meant as you looked up from your screen to make eye contact with key.

you heard him breathe out a laugh as he turned back to his work, “i can’t sleep until everything is perfect.”

you furrowed your brows. his mentality seemed incredibly serious and honestly, quite depressing. perhaps it was none of your business, but your exhaustion-muddled brain diminished your usual filter, “i think you need to chill.”

key’s eyes shot back to yours in shock. you never really questioned his behavior after the first time you confronted him, so he wasn’t used to you being so assertive. he crossed his arms over his chest, “oh really? trying to get me to relax and forfeit the promotion? nice try.”

you shook your head, for once you weren’t thinking about the promotion, but rather the dark circles forming underneath his eyes. “no. i just think that you’re running yourself ragged and soon you’re going to crash.”

key’s accusatory stance immediately softened at your words, before he defensively turned back to his screen, “i think you should focus on yourself instead of worrying needlessly about me.”

you chuckled softly, “i don’t think my worrying is misplaced since the last thing you ‘ate’ was an iced americano at 5:00 pm,” stubbornly staring him down, you added, “just because you’ve been mean to me doesn’t mean that i want you to pass out.”

key sighed and rubbed his eyes under his glasses, “i don’t intend to be mean to you. i just…” he turned to look at you “you’re a brilliant person and i don’t want to see you waste your talent.”

smiling softly in the dim office, you stood up and reached a hand in key’s direction, “let’s go get a late dinner. i think we have a lot to talk about.”

₊˚⊹ ☁ overprotective x clumsy ☁ ₊˚⊹

okay so key is shinee’s mom we know this and i just feel it in my bones that he would be overprotective with his partner. this would be especially true if his partner was clumsy or accident-prone.

let’s just say that sometimes you weren’t the best with spatial awareness. you often bumped into walls and knocked against furniture. this became so normal to you that you honestly didn’t even notice the pain anymore.

that is, until you started dating key and he noticed all the times you bumped, slipped, or fell. not only did he notice, but he actively scolded you for your clumsiness.

“yah!” a shout came from behind you, causing you to turn around in shock. key quickly made his way across the room to where you were standing.

perplexed, you looked around for evidence of what you had done, “what?”

key slid a hand onto your shoulder that he had just watched slam against the wall moments before, rubbing it gently, “what do you mean ‘what’? you need to be more careful.”

you smiled at his words, knowing that he was concerned for you, “don’t worry, it doesn’t really bother me anymore!”

key scoffed at this. he disliked how little attention you paid to your injuries. even if they were minor, he didn’t like the idea that his baby was in pain. if it was up to him, he would be able to stay by your side and protect you from yourself.

certain injuries were more worrisome than others. for instance, a couple of days later while key was relaxing on the couch, he heard a loud crashing sound from the kitchen. alarm bells going off in his brain, he immediately stood and rushed to find you knelt on the kitchen tile, picking up shards of glass.

“what are you doing?!” his voice was more startling than he intended as he quickly knelt in front of you, gently taking the broken glass from your hands.

you took his annoyed tone to mean that he was upset about you accidentally dropping his glassware onto the floor, so you apologized, “i’m so sorry ki! i was going to fill it with water and…i can pay for a new one!”

key watched as you looked at him with watery eyes. he was shocked at your misjudgment, “you think i care about the cup?! i’m only upset that you tried to clean up glass with your bare hands, dummy!” he raised himself off the floor to grab the broom from the corner, “you’re gonna get yourself hurt and i can’t stand that.”

you swallowed and backed away from the chunks of glass on the floor, more emotions bubbling in your chest, “you can’t stand that i’m clumsy?”

“yes.” key looked at you sharply before changing his tone, “well, no. it’s not your fault. i just can’t stand watching you get hurt all the time,” he diligently swept the glass into the dustpan before putting it in the bin. he sighed, “i just feel like i should be able to prevent it.”

you couldn’t help but laugh, causing key to glare at you, “hey, i’m serious! you think this is funny?”

you reached for his hand, still smiling, “a little bit, but only because you can’t prevent me from accidentally hurting myself, baby.” you squeezed his hand, “it always makes me feel better when you care for me afterward though.”

key’s face softened at your words, “i’m glad. it makes me feel better to see that you’re alright.” he smiled softly, “so, will you allow me to check if you cut yourself on any of that glass?”

you rolled your eyes in good humor, flipping your hands over so he could see your palms. even if he was a bit excessive, you did love your overprotective boyfriend.