#Tara kpop

[diamonddaze01]

May i request prompt 81 "you weren't supposed to hear that" with Mingyu? But something cute/fluffy? <3

seasoned with love

pairing: mingyu x reader | wc: 0.9k prompt: "you weren't supposed to hear that." au: chef!mingyu au | warnings: none a/n: set in the same universe as love: best served hot (shameless plug you should go read that too if u love chef mingoo)

The evening rush was slowly winding down, but the kitchen hummed with its usual rhythm. The faint crackle of oil, the hiss of fresh vegetables meeting the sizzling heat, and the soft clatter of plates filled the air. The smell—garlic, rosemary, and something richer that you couldn't quite place—wrapped around you like a warm blanket. Mingyu's kitchen had its own energy, its own language, a chaotic comfort that you had come to love.

You hadn’t planned on staying long—just wanted to surprise him, maybe share a quiet dinner together. You were no stranger to the hours he worked, so you knew he'd still be at the restaurant long after most had already called it a night. You lingered outside, listening to the sounds of the kitchen, the laughter and chatter of the staff mixing with the low thrum of pots and pans.

The door to the kitchen was slightly ajar, and you hesitated for just a moment before quietly stepping closer, drawn by the warmth and the sound of Mingyu’s familiar voice. You had every intention of just slipping in unnoticed—an unexpected visitor who’d make his night a little brighter.

As you approached, the voices inside grew clearer, and you halted when you heard Mingyu’s low voice.

“I don’t know how she does it, man,” Mingyu’s voice rumbled from inside, smooth and casual. But there was something softer underneath, something vulnerable in the way he spoke. “Like, no matter how tired I am or how crazy the day’s been… when she walks in, it’s like everything just... calms down. I don’t even need to say anything, she just knows. It’s kind of crazy.”

You paused, suddenly unsure whether to reveal yourself. But Mingyu’s voice was too soothing, too filled with affection to ignore. You couldn’t help but lean in closer, silently listening as he continued.

“I swear, she’s my grounding force, you know?” His tone shifted, a warmth lacing the words as though he was letting something private slip out without realizing it. “She makes everything feel... lighter. More worth it.”

You couldn’t help the smile that crept onto your face, heart warming at his words. You didn’t notice the slight creak of the door beneath your hand, and before you knew it, you had stepped fully into the room, revealing yourself to Mingyu.

His words cut off abruptly, and his eyes snapped to you, wide with surprise. The sudden shift in his demeanor was so evident you could almost feel it in the air. The cool, collected chef you knew now stood frozen, caught between a moment of revelation and his usual confident self.

“Oh—” His voice jumped up an octave as he quickly straightened, one hand instinctively reaching up to adjust the towel slung over his shoulder. His eyes flickered between you and the kitchen counter, a flush creeping over his cheeks. “You weren’t supposed to hear that.” His attempt at nonchalance was laughable; his voice was suddenly louder, a little too sharp. You couldn’t miss the slight nervousness in the way he stood.

You raised an eyebrow, crossing your arms with a playful tilt of your head. “And why’s that?”

Mingyu swallowed, clearly flustered, but the sly smile tugging at the corners of his lips betrayed his embarrassment. He scratched the back of his neck, trying to feign casualness, though his stance was all too stiff. “Uh, well... you know... it’s, uh, kinda embarrassing to talk about you like that... behind your back.”

You pushed yourself off the wall and took a step closer, a teasing grin forming on your lips. His warmth enveloped you as you moved, the familiar scent of his apron and the kitchen’s spices lingering in the air. You couldn’t stop yourself from leaning in just a little. “Mushy, huh? I think you’re just too scared to admit you’re soft.”

Mingyu blinked at you in mock disbelief, though the humor was evident in his eyes. “Soft?” He let out a breathless laugh, shaking his head. “If anything, I’m just... real about how I feel.”

You raised a challenging eyebrow, a playful glint in your eyes. “Oh, so you feel like you need to ‘ground’ me now?” you teased, leaning against the counter next to him, nudging your shoulder against his lightly. “Making me your ‘everything’s worth it’?”

For a moment, Mingyu’s expression softened, and you caught the slightest shift in his eyes, a vulnerability there that he rarely let anyone see. But before you could say anything more, he closed the space between you, his hand reaching up to gently cup your cheek. His lips found yours in a kiss—warm, slow, and full of everything unspoken. You melted into it, a rush of affection flooding you.

When he finally pulled back, his hand still resting on your cheek, he grinned, a faint blush coloring his face. “Yeah. But I’m not apologizing for it.” His voice was playful, but his eyes were sincere. Then, with a wink, he turned toward the stove, reaching for a pan. “Now, how about you stay for dinner? I’ll make you my specialty.”

You smirked, crossing your arms as you leaned a little closer to him, feeling the heat of his body as he moved. “Is that how you win me over? With food?”

Mingyu grinned, shrugging nonchalantly as he started to prepare your meal. “Among other things,” he said, winking at you as he added a little more heat to the pan. “But mostly food.”

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[andsua]

Tum-tum-tummy full of edible gummies, i'm feeling yummy

I'm feeling, I'm feeling yummy

[nuabbo]

Suzy loww

[forwonys]

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[xvmgnhao]

Masterlist

Jenna Ortega

First

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

A Case of Jealousy

Seventeen

Mingyu

Brat

Vernon

Pool Party

Scream Franchise

Chad Meeks-Martin

Found

Tara Carpenter

Found

NCT

Ten Lee

Fake

Riize

Anton Lee

Best Friend

[idkdudethisisntpermanent]

I love looking through my supporter’s reading lists on Wattpad and seeing the Clexa, to Camila Cabello, to some MCU character, to CW show character, to Kpop, to now Jenna Ortega pipeline. Like we all just the same mfs💀

[archvios]

[eundior]

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[d4myeon]

t-ara - jiyeon icons [requested]

[babyvoxgirlie]

sugar pop! lollipop! 소리 칠 거야… ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑

[sleepandblog]

heartstopper gang as kpop fans

these r just my silly headcanons so please don't burn me at the stake i am open to hearing what y'all think

tao: loves blackpink and is not ashamed. plays boombayah every time he gets the aux

charlie: doesn't usually listen to kpop but can appreciate a good photo of jungkook

isaac: i don't see him loving kpop but maybe if any group it would be twice

nick: plays kpop music videos from his laptop while he tidies his room

tara: likes red velvet and learns their choreographies as practice for dance

elle: honestly don't see her liking kpop much

darcy: they don't listen to kpop but they happily watch tara do red velvet dances

sahar: likes xdinary heroes but isn't a fan of typical kpop groups

imogen: oh my queen loves twice and defends them on twitter like her life depends on it. her biases are sana, mina, and jeongyeon.

[diamonddaze01]

hi tara! if the prompt already hasnt been asked for, can i request 86 "Please just leave." with mingyu? thank you <3333 reading all the drabbles now hahahah

silence, at its loudest

pairing: mingyu x reader | wc: 1.1k prompt: "Please just leave." au: chef!mingyu | warnings: angst! and tears a/n: TIYA HELLO! thank you for this req it was so sad to write but i hope you love <3

The apartment was suffocatingly quiet for a fight. No music playing in the background, no rain against the windows to soften the edges of your words—just silence, heavy and dense, pressing against your chest, making it hard to breathe. Mingyu stood in the center of the living room, his coat still damp from the storm outside, water dripping from the fabric, leaving a faint puddle at his feet. His tall frame seemed out of place here, as if it didn’t belong in this small space, weighed down by the tension between you both.

You were perched on the couch, arms crossed tightly, a defensive shield you knew wouldn’t protect you from the pain of this conversation. You wanted to retreat into the softness of the cushions, to sink away from him, but you couldn’t move. You couldn’t look away, even as your chest tightened and the cold of the room seeped deeper into your skin.

“I don’t even understand what I did wrong!” His voice cracked, frustration and confusion lacing his words. He ran a hand through his damp hair, as if trying to shake the tension out of his mind. “I—I’m here, aren’t I? Why is that never enough for you?”

Your breath hitched, your heart pounding in your throat, but you didn’t back down. You couldn’t. The words you’d been holding back for so long finally broke free, raw and cutting. “It’s not just about you being here, Mingyu. It’s when you decide to show up. You don’t get to keep ignoring me until I’ve hit my limit, then think you can fix everything by standing in my living room and saying you care.”

He took a step forward, but his eyes were desperate, pleading for some sign that you still cared, that there was something left of the person he used to know. “I don’t understand. I’ve been working—working to build something, something for us! And when I’m finally here, you still—”

“You’re always working, Mingyu!” Your voice cracked under the weight of the frustration that had been building for months, maybe longer. “When was the last time you didn’t have your phone on you? When was the last time you didn’t cancel on me because ‘the restaurant’s short-staffed,’ or you just need to finish one last thing?” Your breath came out in short, shaky bursts. “You didn’t even call me back when you knew it was my birthday. That’s what hurts the most.”

The words hit him like a blow, a quick intake of air following the realization. His expression faltered, the first cracks appearing in his armor. “I... I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to—”

“Yeah, you didn’t mean to,” you interrupted, voice soft but heavy with disappointment. “But it keeps happening, Mingyu. You keep doing it. You keep saying it’s not intentional, and then you walk through the door like everything’s fine, like you haven’t been neglecting me for weeks.”

He froze. The tension between you thickened, hanging in the air like smoke that wouldn’t dissipate. “I wasn’t ignoring you, okay? I was just trying to... I thought you’d understand. I thought you’d—”

“No, you didn’t think, Mingyu. You assumed,” you said, bitterness seeping into every syllable. “You assumed I’d be fine with it. You assumed I’d be okay with the empty promises, the unreturned messages, the way you disappear whenever things get hard. But I’m not fine. And I’m so tired of pretending that I am.”

His hands shook as he stepped toward you again, his voice breaking with a softness you hadn’t heard in months. “I’m sorry. I know I screwed up. But I’m here now. Let me make it right. I’ll... I’ll stay. I’ll be here for you. I’ll make things better.”

You shook your head, stepping back, distancing yourself both physically and emotionally. “That’s the problem, Mingyu. You think that just showing up, just being here in front of me, is enough to make everything better. But it’s not. It’s too late for that. I can’t just pretend like everything’s okay when it’s not.”

His eyes softened, and for a moment, the boy you fell for peeked through the cracks. The one who used to wait outside your office just to walk you home, who stayed up late to hear every mundane detail of your day, who never left you wondering where he was or if he cared. That version of him felt like a distant memory now, buried beneath layers of missed calls, broken promises, and unspoken words.

You could see it in his face—the hurt, the regret—but the distance between you both felt too wide to cross anymore. “Please... Don’t do this,” he whispered, stepping closer, his voice raw with emotion. “I need you. I need us.”

You swallowed, your throat tight with the weight of everything you wanted to say but couldn’t. “I can’t keep waiting for you to care when you decide it’s convenient for you, Mingyu. I can’t keep putting myself through this. I can’t keep pretending that it’s enough just because you’re here when it suits you.”

The silence stretched between you both, suffocating and heavy. His hand reached out, fingers trembling as if he wanted to hold you, to make things right, but he stopped himself. He knew, deep down, that it was too late. That the bridge between you had already collapsed, one small misstep at a time, until there was nothing left to salvage.

“Please just leave,” you said quietly, the words slipping from your lips like they didn’t even belong to you. They were heavy, final, like the last breath of something you once held dear.

His breath hitched, his chest tightening, but you didn’t look away. You couldn’t look away from the wreckage that was left between you both, and you knew that leaving now was the only way to preserve whatever was left of yourself.

He stood frozen, his hand still on the doorknob, his body shaking like he was fighting to say something, anything, to change the course of what was happening. But the words wouldn’t come. There was nothing left to say. The silence stretched until it became deafening.

With one last look, he stepped out, the door closing softly behind him. You stood there, motionless, listening to the sound of his footsteps fade away into the distance, swallowed by the rain and the night.

The apartment was cold now, emptier than it had ever been, the silence louder than any argument. And when you finally exhaled, it was like the breath you’d been holding for so long had escaped—too late, but finally out.

But the ache in your chest remained.

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[blackwolfstabs]

any communities ur apart of besides writing??

actually yes, but i'm going to start off by saying this first: some of these communities i had no idea i was associated/affiliated with until this year. i've come to find that there are just things that we as people are tied to because of the way we grew up or the way our brains are wired. i feel the need to back myself up, because the truth of the matter is that i'm scared to "come out" and admit to some of these, but you're asking, i'm answering.

my dad once told me that the first step in coming to terms with yourself about something isn't to hide it, but to admit it to yourself and others.

another wise scriptwriter wrote for Glen Powell to say as Tyler Owens: "you don't face your fears, you ride them."

so fuck it, here it goes:

k-pop community // this one is a bit dated, but yes, this community gave me both dark times and help out of them. i know that sounds weird but it is what it is. BTS is what i primarily listen to, but i love so many songs from the k-pop genre. and as a dancer, i love watching the choreographed dances and learning them myself. any time i hear music with a good beat, i get some pep in my step haha. i'm also head-over-heels for Park Jimin - goddamn, that man and i have so much in common

furry community // i really hesitate on this one, because people that are a part of this community get such a bad rep. i am NOT one of those people who are zoophilic (or support it) or the sexual/weird/creepy kind of people that the word "furry/furries" are often associated with. i'm just like anyone else that isn't a part of the community, i'm casual and chill about it. i didn't realize i was really a part of this community until this year, thanks to @whitewolfstabs , i always just shrugged it off as "i've always loved animals so yeah." however fursuits have always fascinated me and the amount of time i think about animals - the way the move, express themselves, etc. is pretty excessive. as a kid, i used to act like an animal and i always thought it would be cool to be one. go figure, because many of the stories i write have characters who are werewolf/animal-shifters. now, i'm am NOT in no way saying any character i write about is a furry, nor is anyone else who takes an interest in animals or animal-shifting characters is a furry. matter of fact, i really don't like using the term "furry" because of the bad rep it's got attached to it

bluey community // i had no idea what the big hype over this show was for the longest time. i thought it was just another kid show, but then i saw a lot of people doing fanart, talking about it, etc. and i was curious to know what this little blue dog and her family was about. of course, i'm not disciplined enough to sit down and take the time to try it but you know who did? nylah! yep, she started watching it, told me about it, i watched an episode, and i was like holy shit, this is so cute and wholesome. kinda gets me back in touch with my inner kid and away from the pain of adulting

sfw tkl community // i'm so fucking shy about this one but hear me out. it's not a kink or a guilty pleasure. i've had poor experiences with tickling/being tickled in the past that it's made me very afraid of/anxious about it as i got older and even now. i wasn't exactly exposed to it in the best/natural way like most people typically are. the concept has always hit me differently, always made my head turn, and it has always made me anxious. i get insecure, i flinch at small touches, and it's made me physically distant with a lot. i've always known that it wasn't "normal" for me to think about it that way, but i don't know how to change it. @whitewolfstabs shared/shares the same anxieties/shyness about it and has a friend on here that's a part of the sfw tkl community. she talked to her and her friend (whom i won't mention for privacy concerns, idk how she'd feel about it), told her to give it a shot - to explore and just be real about it. and then she showed me. i can't say i "enjoy it" because i'm a spazz, however, i have written about it as a means of trying to normalize it so it won't be such an "issue" for me anymore. my therapist even told me that normalizing/exposing myself to things that make me anxious is going to help me manage it and realize that i can feel certain things, overcome them, and nothing bad happened to me. it's complicated, really, but i hope whoever sees this doesn't see me as someone weird and they don't want to be my friend anymore or they just think different/poorly of me in general. i've come to understand that we can't control what makes us tick, what makes our heads turn, what we think about, or what we grow to fear - 95% of the time, they're because of an external stimulus that had set a standard and we often spend our lives trying to get past that. i'm rambling i know, but i'm very scared to share about this..

gaming community // compared to the wide range of gamers out there, i totally suck at video games, but i really enjoy playing them! i'm actually very competitive and can be a sore loser, which makes my drive to play until i win high haha. i don't play many games, more like a select few that i play over and over, including Animal Crossing New Leaf & New Horizons, Super Mario Bros. (Nintendo DS), Mario Kart, and Super Mario Sunshine. I'll throw down with those dumbass wii sports games too lmfao

well there you go, found out more than you wanted to and i know i had the choice to not share certain things about me, but like i said... i don't want to be scared anymore. i'm working through a lot of my issues and talking about them is the first step. take it or leave it but to anyone out there who feels like they have to hide for fear of judgment or rejection, i'm with you.

p.s. it's clear to see that all of these (with the exception of the gaming community) are courtesy of @whitewolfstabs - she walked so i could run, and i'm so fucking grateful for that. tysm, my love, for showing me that being weird and different isn't something to be shameful of. it's a display of beauty and courage. stay true 🩶

thank you for asking!

[letitiaswrightone]

I feel like all kpop stans have now gone on a pipeline to watching Jake and Johnnie as bts are in the army

[sugar4yummy]

[🎶]Jake, Johnnie and Tarayummy as my fav Kpop songs

Jake

Johnnie

Tara

[soshisinhas]

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