#bnd au

[seokkiez]

my reality . . ᝰ.ᐟ

✶ SYNOPSIS ! : what happens when han taesan, a quiet boy with a cold demeanor; falls for a girl working part-time at his favorite record shop?

PAIRING 𐙚 han taesan x fem!reader

GENRE ⟡ smau + written chapters, highschool au, fluff, angst

WARNINGS .ᐟ profanities, kms/kys jokes, might have grammar errors (please ignore)

FEATURING ❀ ot6! bnd, riize! anton, and kiof! belle

STATUSゞ on hiatus until further notice.

CAST! °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

001 there was something special in the air

002 feelings that are new

003 it seems as if it’s meant to be

004 keep moving forward

005 the things i couldn’t say

006 i feel something special in the air

a/n: hello! rethemed and reposted the my reality masterlist so it would be easier to add and edit! but i will not be doing the same for the current chapters that are already released! sooo the theme change will be evident LOL

© seokkiez 2024 ; all rights reserved

[rentenwins]

silly little excuses (newneighbour!leehan x reader)

ch 1 • ch 2 • ch 3 • ch 4

synopsis: who goes there? a silly little story of your fish-loving neighbour. with a little egging on from your friends, surely a few hints would’ve been dropped on his head right? right?

content: slice of life, fluff, (a lot of) banter, (eventual) idiots to lovers, f!reader, university-aged characters, leehan’s love for fish, mild cursing(?), the bnd members <3

a/n: my first multi-chapter fic on tumblr after being on this site for… 6 years? please be nice to me >.< a lot of love for bnd here ofc hehe

wc: 1268

chapter 1: a new neighbour?

It is a typical Thursday with your classes not starting until past midday. It meant longer mornings in bed, and in this case it was to sleep in. Well, at least you planned to.

There was an unknown dull thud near your door. You groan as the thuds made itself known in succession and you know your sleep was ruined for the morning. You check your phone, a mocking 7:34am flashes and you groan louder. The next sane thing for you to do was to check the commotion outside.

Your apartment building was oddly peaceful for a complex near the university. Your luck skyrocketed when you realised your floor was filled with students from a couple of your classes, so it added extra peace of mind. They weren’t noisy either, it helped on nights where working on your portfolio actually seemed feasible.

Slippers on and a jumper on, you shiver a little because of the chilly morning air not yet warmed by the sun. Unlocking the door proved a challenge in the morning, but the door swings open nonetheless and you peer your head outside. Across the hall, you see a stack of boxes, suitcases and eco-bags plopped into the corner haphazardly. You jump as you hear another thud and a huff from someone down the walkway from the elevator, the rolling of wheels louder as it approaches you.

Your eyes might have been deceiving you but a man, around your age with a kind face, strolls in with a dolly, carrying yet another cardboard box and a tote bag on top of it, but also a bucket on his free hand. He sets the bucket down as he rummages through all his jacket and jean pockets before pulling out a key to open the door to the apartment across your floor. He opened the door with a sigh of relief and began to carry in the lighter bags inside, never letting go of the bucket on his left hand. Barely you can see the barren inside of the apartment, the sign of a house about to be made into a new home. The man comes out, no bucket in hand, but locks eyes with your head peering out your door.

In your curiosity and tiredness you forget that you probably looked psycho, your tired resting face the only thing peering out the door essentially looking at a stranger and suddenly knowing of his new address. The man stiffens and lets out a small “Oh.” as you come to your senses. In a near-frantic state, you fly the door open and stand outside your door, properly looking at the man now.

“Sorry, was I making too much noise?” the man says as he sheepishly looks at you.

“No! no, no not at all, I usually get, um, up at this time anyway,” You lie casually, though he makes no telltale sign that he didn’t believe you. “Well, I see you’re just moving in. Are you from around here?”

His face soothes when you ask the question. “I’m actually from Busan, but I moved here for university. I’ve been to Seoul a couple of times before but this is my first time staying here for longer than a few days.”

You hum in response, now fully straightened up outside your door. You two continued talking for a while, albeit not so comfortable but you had to be friendly nonetheless. You find out each others’ majors, the boy revealed he majored in marine biology while you studied interior design.

You swore you saw him blush when you mentioned you went to the university near the apartment complex. But you paid no mind. It might’ve been the morning daze, but his hair was pretty, tied up in a small ponytail on the back of his head. His face was pretty too, proportionate and screamed friendliness. The way his mouth tilted upwards as he spoke and eyes crinkled as he spoke was attractive, though to be polite you managed to catch all he said with equal enthusiasm.

You asked the boy, “Oh I didn’t quite catch your name? What was it aga—“

“LEEHAN!”

An unknown voice echoes through the hall towards the elevator along with dragging footsteps. Oddly enough, you recognised the voice. There was no way…

You peer down the hall as you see Taesan and Sungho carrying what seems to be buckets in their hands. Your new neighbour, apparently named ‘Leehan’, peered over too and smiled at the two boys.

“Oh! Fancy seeing you here?” Taesan teases as you roll your eyes and Sungho gives a friendly wave behind him, “I see you’ve met Mr New Neighbour?”

The dots seem to connect in Leehan’s head as his eyes widen, “Hey, you know these two? You know y/n too?”

“Of course!” Sungho beams, “We’re all at the design school. Just so happens we live here too.” You and Taesan nod in agreement as Leehan looks at you two, a glimmer of bewilderment in his eyes still. It was kind of endearing.

“Hey, why are you up so early?” Taesan looks at your comfy form.

“I heard noises outside. Had to make sure it wasn’t any trouble. Turns out I didn’t have to worry all that much.” You reply, in the corner of your eye you see Leehan bow his head in embarrassment again. God, you couldn’t stop thinking how adorable it was, and it makes the corners of your mouth tilt upwards.

“Well, you don’t need to worry about any noise at night! After all, all this dude ever cares about are his co—“

Leehan quickly shoves a hand over Sungho’s mouth, “Okay!! That’s enough!! Come inside. Now. Please.” he stutters as he pulls Sungho towards the door, taking the bucket out of his hands. The bucket left a water mark on the concrete. Odd, why would they be carrying wet buckets around—

“Oi, there’s still stuff in the truck downstairs!” Sungho protests from inside Leehan’s apartment.

“It was nice meeting you, y/n!” Leehan quickly gleams, taking the other bucket from Taesan as Taesan smirks at his friend. Leehan sets the buckets inside his apartment and grabs Taesan's arm, about to pull him down the hall to the elevators.

Taesan’s eyes gloss with humour at Leehan’s behaviour as he smiles and waves at you, “See you later y/— WOAH!” and Taesan and Leehan are down the hall again, footsteps echoing.

That was odd. The sound of a clearing throat brings your eyes back to the front of Leehan’s apartment, Sungho leaning against the doorframe.

“Just between you and me, nothing gets in the way of Leehan and his fishes.”

“I’m sorry, his what?” Your face contorts in confusion as Sungho giggles and takes the buckets again, beckoning you to look inside. You didn’t expect to see puffer bags of water with around three decently-sized fishes.

“Are those…?”

“Corydoras apparently,” Sungho explains. “I don’t know what’s so cool about them, but he seems to love them a lot. Brought them all the way from Busan to here. It’s a miracle it got here in one piece.” You swallow a laugh as you back up towards your door and tell Sungho you’ll see him later after class.

“Oh and,” You turn back from your door, “Make him feel welcome, yeah? Don’t want him thinking I’m friends with a prickly heathen.” Sungho teases. You flip him the bird as he throws his head back in a laugh as he greets you goodbye just before the door closes.

Great, a new friend. A good-looking one. You wonder how many more of these people Taesan and Sungho know.

[rizzkisworld]

how about boynextdoor receiving flowers from their so for the first time?? i ABSOLUTELY love your writing by the way!!

Omg ty!! I know this took so long and I'm so sorry!!

To set the scene, this is meant to be when you're on your valentines day date or whatever btw

◇Sungho◇

Honestly didn't expect it

He's so happy though

Takes it instantly no hesitation

Funny thing is... he also got you flowers

He overall is pretty normal about it

Shocked at first, but very thankful

Wouldn't mind if you bought him more flowers in the future

◇Riwoo◇

Gets shy immediately

Doesn't know what to do

But he loves it that's for sure

He's like "For me?"

And you're like "Of course!!"

He no longer can contain his smile

Lowkey giggles to himself and hopes you don't notice

But you do

◇Jaehyun◇

Very dramatic at first

Acts like it's the most amazing thing in the world

Then he gets extremely shy about it

"Is this how you feel when I spoil you?"

"I get it now."

Definitely wouldn't mind more flowers from you

And he doesn't hide it at all

◇Taesan◇

Shocked, shy, extra shy, did I mention shy?

He gets so quiet tbh

He just stares at the flowers trying to take it all in

"Do you not like it?" You would ask

Then reality hits him

"It's just... I don't know what to say."

He's used to being all romantic and giving gifts like this to you

So receiving it really surprised him

He loves it though (keep it up and he'll have to buy you the greatest gift known to man)

◇Leehan◇

A prince deserves his flowers what can I say

Amused at first until he realizes that you're serious serious

Then he melts right then in there

Takes the flowers and gives you the prettiest smile

Get ready to drown in kisses when you guys are alone

Make out session even

It's not even about the flowers anymore he just loves you

◇Woonhak◇

He's very loud and proud about how thankful he is

All smiles for the rest of the day

Takes like 100(more than that) photos of the flowers

He's going to cherish these for the rest of his life

Would take a bullet for these flowers just because you gave them to him

So they're 10 million times more special

Expect lots of affection btw

[tobiotaesan]

teal jersey #04 m.j.h — part two

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synopsis: with the hopes of gaining new experiences when you enter high school, you didn't expect that you would end up as a new manager in-training for karasuno's volleyball club. and you most certainly also were not expecting you would be wearing aoba johsai's jersey on your first day in training with the first years first practice match with the team whose jersey you were wearing.

genre: fluff, haikyuu au! high school au!

pairing: aoba johsai player! myung jaehyun x karasuno manager (in-training)! fem! reader

word count: 4.3k

warning: none afaik

notes: mj is portrayed younger than fellow 03z line, sungho is a 3rd year and riwoo is a 2nd year.

taglist: @saritahwang

you sigh as you stare at yourself in the mirror. that was the most eventful five minutes of your life. maybe its a sign from the gods above that you shouldnt have accepted this offer and leave as soon as possible. another sigh leaves your lips but this time, sounding even more frustrated. your eyes peer down to the shirt you were wearing.

should you even be wearing this shirt when you are literally in training to becoming the manager of karasuno volleyball club? why didnt the karasuno members have no extra shirt to lend you? but then again, it wasnt their fault but that damn klutz from aoba johsai. you wouldnt have minded if he simply collided with you, you couldve just moved on and changed into yachis shirt but no! he just had to have a cup of iced americano on his hand when he did! and to make matters worse, you hated iced americano! you have always wondered why people enjoyed such poisonous looking beverage that tasted like all the problems life has to offer. and now, you smelled like one?

dont even start with the shirt the boy offered. what kind of athlete doesnt pack an extra shirt in their bags especially when they have a practice match but instead packs another jersey? you knew you were going to get looks from other people once you walk out of this comfort room. you looked like a walking peppermint for gods sake! aoba johsai high really had to choose a bright teal color for their jersey, huh? you opted to close your eyes and ignore the printed design on it as it was just a number anyway. oh you poor thing, if only it really was just a number. and if only you knew the surname that took over almost half of the design printed at the back of the jersey. you poor, poor, coffee scented thing.

after minutes of stressing over everything that just happened to you and the color of the jersey shirt you were lent by, you finally got out. as expected there were eyes on you, not many fortunately. but still, all the attention you were getting were unwanted by you.

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as you get near the gymnasium, you hear the sounds of sneakers screeching as it rubs against the tiles and grunting, out-of-breath gasping. you realized the practice match had already started. upon entering the gymnasium, the audience from the opponents school release a very audible gasp once they saw you. almost immediately, they each turn to the person beside them and began whispering. you could already see them going after you for wearing the jersey when you were sat at their opponents side of the court.

well, hadnt one of your players spilled coffee on my already stained blouse and the shirt i was supposed to change into, i wouldnt be wearing your schools eye straining colored volleyball jersey!

you sighed internally although your face was unable to refrain itself from frowning at your thoughts. you shake your head as if your are metaphorically shaking off any more possible thoughts about the unwanted attention you were getting from other people; not wanting to keep on stressing over the events of your first day training to becoming the clubs new manager.

instead, you put your focus on the game happening before you. gazing at every player on the court, observing the way they move as they all try their best to keep the ball in the air. the first years of karasuno were not bad at all. considering it is only their first game as high schoolers and playing altogether against another school, you could say they were quite harmonious. what was noticeable about them was that they clearly religiously watched all available footage of karasunos esteemed first year duo with the way they pass the ball to their spikers. still a little sloppy with managing their tempo however, the accuracy of landing it directly to the spikers hand is improving at an impressively rapid time. at a glance, anyone can tell the massive potential of these newbies. though looking at the current state of scores between the two teams, you cant deny that regardless of how much potential they own, it was incomparable to the unleashed talent and nearly polished skills of the opposing team.

it seems as though everything that your school team lacked, the opposition excelled in. such as how your first years are still a little rusty with their serves compared to aoba johsais eye catching server; clad in a teal jersey with the number four printed in front.

coffee spiller.

so he was the coaches aforementioned successor of the now argentinian player. he is, beyond a shadow of doubt, an astounding player of his team. you almost forgot of his earlier faux pas with how mesmerised you were with his skills. a first year possessing this much aura and charisma whilst playing on court, a pro in the making. it sends you goosebumps, the thought of how much stronger their team could be if this was a real match; althought their current gameplay screams as if they are already treating this like a real one. players like them are terrifying, natural talents from birth probably.

the sound of the referees whistle breaks through your thoughts, you see the line judge cross their arms over their chest signalling the end of the first set. your line of sight then moves to the scores showing on the scoreboard beside the line judge, 25-23. karasuno is definitely not letting their guards down, slowly showing their capabilities and not allowing themselves to be overshadowed by a big name private school (oh just how pissed your younger self would be at you with the way you speak of your former dream school).

you feel yachi hand you some towels to distribute to the players for their short break in between sets. its only the first set and yet they already look exhausted.

"damn it! Its only the first set and I'm already exhausted! Meanwhile, look at those...walking highlighters! They look like they just went on a stroll!" a first year from your team yelps. you nod on the walking highlighters part, you thought of similarly to yourself when you saw your reflection in the mirror when you changed.

you cant help but give a glance to the other side of the court; the first year player was right. the players from aoba johsai didnt show an ounce of tiredness at all! sure theres a little shine of sweat on their forehead but that was it. this game seems to be nothing but a piece of cake to them. and before you knew it, you were staring at them long enough for number four to catch you. he gave you a small smirk before gulping down on his water bottle.

immediately, you put your attention back to your team, taking hold of their empty bottles and walking out to refill them.

"hey, i can go fill these bottles by myself you dont have to come along," yachi nudges your side.

"what? no! its fine, im in training i should be doing these errands with you."

"seriously, i can do it myself. id rather have you stay here and watch the first years play, its also kind of part of the job to help them out by giving feedback on they played during the game. so stay, i insist," she pats you on your shoulders before walking out to fill up the bottles she was holding. the sound of the whistle blowing loudly puts your attention back on the court, its the start of the second set. karasunos first years seems even more pumped and energized compared to earlier when they all looked like they were about to lose their minds out of nervousness. you chuckle subtly at their change in demeanor clueless to the pair of eyes boring at the side of your face from the other side of the net.

furrowed eyebrows, a small pout and curious eyes. his wandering mind caught by the hand of his captain "tapping" the back of his head. he whipped back his head so fast he almost broke it, all that just to glare towards the culprit. and almost immediately, his gaze softens and lips protrudes more.

"stop looking at the other teams manager and focus on the next set."

"i wasnt looking at the manager-"

"yeah, you werent because you were staring, why? im pretty sure shes the aoba johsai girl."

"w-what? no! thats- i dont know what youre talking abo- how do you even know that?"

"focus. the next set is about to start."

jaehyun sighs deeply. his mind kept wandering to the thought of how come you didnt say or react at all to seeing him. was it because your first encounter was him spilling his drink all over you? and he hadnt even had the chance to apologize about it yet causing him to beat himself up on the inside. before delving deeper into his thoughts, jaehyun forces himself to focus on the game. as much as hed like to keep looking your way he had a game to play.

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the whistle roars throughout the entire court, signalling the end of the game. the visitors side of the court explodes in cheers and applause. the opposing team has won the practice match. one by one, the players lined-up at the center of the court for their final greeting.

"good work today everyone! you did really well on your first practice match despite you all being a bunch of nervous wrecks earlier," yachi greets the players as they walked towards the side of the court to sit on the bench. you immediately stood up to grab and distribute them towels and ice packs.

"have 20 to rest, 15 to clean up the court and then head to the locker room for a meeting," yamaguchi announces before heading outside with the coach. probably to discuss about strategies and the performance of the team today.

its your first time staying late within school grounds for a reason other than studying. the experience is rather interesting for you. well, the entire day has been an interesting experience. at least now, its over. you got to have a little chit-chat with some of the first years and were able to learn a little bit more about the team. you figured you needed to start learning about them as early as now so, you can help out yachi a lot more in the future.

you got to learn that the team originally had a libero. and that you shouldnt worry too much about learning the duties of a manager when yachi is no longer around, as the said libero had helped yachi with her tasks so much, that he sometimes acts as the substitute manager when yachi is feeling under the weather. however, due to an injury he got from last years tournament, he is still undergoing his rehabilitation process. but according to their coach and captain, he might be returning sooner than expected, as his doctors says he is healing very quickly. you felt slightly more relieved at the thought of someone still being able to help you once yachi graduates. you heard from your teacher about just how picky she was with whom would be replacing her. so, you really did not want to disappoint her if she ever checks up on the team and finds out you messed up something when she left.

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"thank you so much for today, yn! you were such a huge help to me," yachi hands you a packet of jelly with the biggest smile on her face, her cheeks were tinted with hints of red, the dim streetlights couldnt even hide them.

"i didnt really do much but thank you." you smiled back to her while grabbing the jelly from her hands.

"so, how was your first day?" she asks with a small skip in her steps as you two walk home together. you couldnt help but chuckle a little at her actions, simply finding her way too adorable to be your senior.

"hmm...it was very eventful...? i just didnt expect things to unfold the way it did today. im really glad i was at least able to get to know the first years a little bit after the match. but today was really fun, it was my first time watching a volleyball match up close," you replied with your hands gripping the straps of your bags a little tighter as you recall the events of today.

"im glad you had fun today! i know its only your first day in training and of course, you can still totally quit after the training if you really think it doesnt suit you, but im impressed by how quickly you were able to adapt easily with the surprise tasks earlier," yachi beams at you.

"speaking of— i totally forgot about todays practice match, i was planning on showing you around first and introducing you to the members," she continues, a pout slowly appearing on her face.

as you were about to respond somebody cuts you off. well, it was unintentional, they didnt cut you off on purpose. while you and yachi were walking past coach ukai's store, your attention was immediately taken by the bickering of two people walking out of it. almost instantly, you both recognize them easily, donning the white and teal jersey, they were players at today's game; specifically, coffee spiller and the captain. your steps slowed down before fully coming to a halt. meanwhile, the two kept bickering about something but they were overlapping with each other you weren't able to make out any of the words they were saying. it really wasn't your intention to overhear and stare at the two of them however, they were blocking the entrance to the store. and they were too engrosed in their bickering for you and yachi to be able to butt in and ask them to move aside. luckily, the captain averted his gaze (looking away from jaehyun in frustration) and met yours, he immediately smacks his friend in the chest to stop him from talking (poor jaehyun got air knocked out of him). he stops talking and follows his captains gaze, his eyes widen and jaw drops, looking like he just saw dinosaurs resurrect right in front of him.

"hey, so you were still at school? thank goodness we were still able to catch you before you went home," the captain grins and points at you. to which you respond with your head tilting slightly to the side and one of your brows rising. yachi turns to you mirroring the same facial expression you had while looking at the people in front of you. you exchange glances with yachi and shrug your shoulders when you realize she was looking at you questioningly.

"this guy right here, hes the one who spilled coffee on you earlier by the way, was rushing me when we got back in our school so we can go back here so he could see yo-" he points to jaehyun (coffee spiller) who looked at him wide eyed hearing the words spilling from his captains mouth. his hands fly towards the captains mouth in attempt to stop him from exposing his reason for being there, although it was too late for that.

"...see me? what fo- oh! your jersey, right?" you point to the shirt you were wearing.

"yes! thats exactly why im here!" jaehyun responds a little too frantically.

"no, he just really wanted to see y- hrmhrmm.." once again, jaehyun covers his captains mouth.

"right...well, i cant really give it back to you right now..."

"oh dont worry about it! jaehyun will gladly give you his jers-"

"ah! captain!" jaehyun whines at his captain after he successfully escaped from his hands. jaehyun turns his  gaze back at you worriedly. it was true, his captains words, but considering how many times you two have locked eyes today and you having no reaction at all when doing so, he had concluded that he was nothing but a 'stranger' to you. it seems that you have completely forgotten of who he was.

"give me your number." you hand your phone to jaehyun.

"what?" he looks at you, surprised. his heart skipping a beat at the small interaction.

"your phone number. ill text you when i can give your jersey back to you."

"right." his hands were trembling as it reached out to grab your phone from your hands. fingertips grazing each other as he does so, his palms were sweating and heartbeat echoing in his ears as he typed on your phone. you couldnt control the subtle chuckle when you saw his hands still slightly shaking as he hands your phone back to you. he flinches when he feels his phone vibrate in his pocket. but before he could check the caller id, it stops ringing.

"thats my number. so you wont get surprised when an unknown number contacts you. thats all you need right? now, if youll excuse us, we actually need to buy something from the store." you waved your phone in your hand before slipping it in your pocket and gesturing towards the door they were standing in front of.

they immediately step aside to let you and yachi walk through. and right before you got inside, you feel a hand tapping your shoulder.

"if you dont mind me asking, may i know your name? i dont think jaehyun will tell me. im sungho by the way, im our teams captain." and before you could respond, jaehyun grabs the collar of his jacket from the back and drags him away from you causing sungho to fumble back. he tries to reach his hands out for you, his mouth opening to probably repeat his question but jaehyun beats him to it and wraps his forearm on sunghos neck. meanwhile, you and yachi stare at their disappearing figures dumbfoundedly. feeling like the whole thing that just happened was some kind of fever dream. both of you finding the entire thing weird. with a shrug of your shoulders, yachi pulls you inside the store finally being able to pursue your purpose of going there.

sungho urgently taps on jaehyuns arm, immediately bursting into a coughing fit as soon as hes free. turning to his junior with a sharp gaze but immediately switching to a concerned one. jaehyun looked like as if he was in a daze. his eyes were blank and was staring into the void (the empty street to the bus stop) and jaw hanging open a fly might come live inside of it. sungho couldnt help but laugh at the way he looked.

"hey, snap out of it and close your mouth." he playfully scolds jaehyun.

jaehyun slowly turns to look at him and slowly breaks into a grin, almost scaring the living daylights out of sungho.

"wah! captain, tell me im not dreaming right now! this is real, right? tell me its real!" jaehyun grabs sunghos shoulders and shakes him. its the happiest he had ever seen jaehyun become.

"its fine if she doesnt remember me...yet! this is good! even back then, weve never had such a long conversation. and the best part is she gave me her number! well...she asked for mine and then called me so i could save hers..." he animatedly moves his hands around in the air and dramatically trails off the end of his sentence.

"doesnt matter! i have her contact! and im gonna text her. tonight!" sungho was bewildered seeing jaehyun gradually transition from a walking zombie to a straight out from the screen nineties cartoon character in the span of a few seconds. he watched the boy skip to the bus stop with a huge grin on his face, all the traces of despair (jaehyun frantically walking around with his head in his hands at their locker room while recalling spilling his drink on you and not being able to apologize because they karasuno early. and then deciding he would run all the way back to karasuno to try and catch you before you went home) and nervousness when they bumped into you outside of the store right when they decided to give up and just go home, gone. this jaehyun in front of him was all sunshine, rainbows and sparkles. he couldnt help but shake his head in disbelief.

"at least aoba johsai girls identity is revealed." he muttered under his breath before running to catch up to jaehyun.

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you leaned back on your chair, staring at your phone screen. youve known jaehyun from before? but no matter how much you try to recall your memories, you cant really seem to think of having any memories of meeting a boy named jaehyun.

"ugh...why cant i remember him?"

you brush it off for and turn your phone away, placing it underneath your pillow. and with a sigh, you cuddle your blanket closer and drift off to sleep.

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your classes ended early so you decided to head right into the gymnasium to help out with the preparations, trying to make yourself get used to the duties of a club manager. however, as soon as you get there, you here sounds of a ball bouncing against the wall. you notice the door was also half open already so you slowly walked in. you notice a boy with orange hair and an undercut seemingly practicing. but he seemed unfamiliar compared to the players you met yesterday. he was also wearing casual clothing and not uniforms nor practice attire. so, you just stood by the door watching him with curiosity and wondering how you were supposed approach the stranger who could possibly be tresspassing the school right now.

whilst bouncing them against the wall, it accidentally bounces off your way. the boys gaze then ends up finding your figure standing by the door looking at him questioningly. and for a few seconds, the both of you just stared at each other in silence.

"who...are you?" youre the first to break the silence.

"i should be the one asking you that question. who are you? the only people who have access to this gymnasium are the members of the karasuno volleyball club, the coach and the manager." he replies coldly and with a suspicious look towards you. you even saw his eyes scan you from head to toe causing you to feel conscious of the way you look.

"thats rich coming from someone who isnt even dressed properly to be a player, too young to be a coach and definitely too guy like to be the girl manager of the team." of course you cant lose to a random boy you crossed paths with.

"you-" before he could even finish his words, he was cut off by yachi. entering the gymnasium.

"yn what are you doing here so early? im gla-...RIWOO!! YOURE BACK?!" yachi excitedly runs towards the boy while he gives her a smile back.

'huh? ri...woo?' you wondered.

"yn! hes the one yamaguchi and the first years were talking about!" yachi turns to you excitedly. you could tell how excited she was by this riwoo guys return.

"sorry for being rude earlier, let me restart this. my name is riwoo, jersey number 22! im the libero of karasuno! i was gone for a bit due to an injury but i have successfully finished rehab and will be returning soon! nice to meet you, manager in training for karasuno..." he approaches your still standing by the door awkwardly figure. he gives you a soft smile, contrary to his serious and piercing look he gave your earlier, and a hand to shake. for a second, you were frozen still, now that hes gotten closer, you were able to observe his facial features more.

'this dude looks more familiar than jaehyun...' you trail off in your head before realizing youve been staring at him for too long.

"o-oh...yeah, nice to meet you too. im yn ln, class 1-3."

you replied, taking his offer to shake hands. and as you were about to pull away your hand, you realized riwoo kept a hold of it. you look up to him and meer his gaze which was now closely analyzing your face. he furrows his brows further and leans slightly closer to inspect you while you just look back questioningly, wondering what he was doing.

"why do i ge the feeling that ive met you before?" he asks underneath his breath however he was so close to you that you heard it clearly. yachi just stands by where riwoo was standing earlier looking at the two of you weirdly.

"huh? were you two exes or something and you cant remember?" yachi jokingly suggests from behind with a chuckle, to which riwoo responds by turning to her and pointing at her with a big smile on his face.

"thats it! yeah, we are exes!" riwoo beams at yachi. on the other hand, you were left confused and shocked. you tried to rack your brain for any memory of having dated anyone when you were younger, but there was just none. it was impossible. absolutely impossible. your mom wouldve never let you date anyone so young.

"RIWOO YOURE BACK!! And wait- did you just say the manager in training is your ex?!" the three of you jump at another voice coming from behind you, yamaguchi and other team members staring at the three of you with the most confused face ever. not knowing whether they should be happy seeing the return of their libero or ask about the history you apparently had with their libero. you sighed in defeat before whipping your head to glare at riwoo and all he does is smile back.

'why do i have such a bad memory? why cant i remember anyone from when i was younger?!' you grunt silently in your thoughts.

to be continued...

©️ tobiotaesan

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[connieslover]

juseyo...

planning on writing a bnd sm au... BUT WHAT DO U USE TO CREATE THE FAKE TEXTS if anyone knows please help (╥﹏╥)

[g0niki]

rey’s boynextdoor masterlist☻

(last updated: july 19th, 2024)

index: fluff=(F) angst=(A) smut=(M) suggestive=(S)

SERIES

coming soon…

OT6/ HEADCANONS

coming soon…

₊‧.°.⋆individual members•˚₊‧⋆.

PARK SUNGHO

coming soon…

LEE RIWOO

coming soon…

MYUNG JAEHYUN

coming soon…

HAN TAESAN

through your window - (M) ft.lh

first time - (M)

KIM LEEHAN

through your window - (M) ft.ts

leehan fingering/ oral - (M)

KIM WOONHAK (no smut)

coming soon…

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[hangup119]

when pigs fly ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

you will only admit that you actually like kim leehan when pigs start to fly. for now, though, everyone else will just have to suffer the push-and-pull that happens whenever the two of you are near each other's vicinity.

or: your younger brother invites you to join his minecraft server, and chaos ensues.

pairing. gamer!kim leehan + fem!reader

genres + warnings. non-idol au, streamer au, gamer au, rivals to lovers(?), brother’s best friend(?) | profanity, sexual jokes, violent jokes, mentions of violence (only in game!!!! dw), not rly r2l more like u-piss-me-off-but-u-dgaf2lovers HAHA i do not know what i am doing..., y/n is hard to get!!! or is she... 😈

status. on-going | taglist. open | networks. @onedoornet

author’s note. this is completely inspired from the awesome @lionhanie’s bnd playing mc headcanons 🫡 plz show them some support bc this smau wouldn’t be here today if not for it 😿 ANYWAYS FIRST BND WORK LESGOO

reblogs appreciated!

main story ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

crossover

profiles one | two

01 #needthat

02 woonagi OUT 🔥

03 female acquired 🙏😎

04 day 1

05 𝓲’𝓶 𝓰𝓸𝓷𝓷𝓪 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶

06 your worst nightmare

07 he’s right behind me isn’t he

08 pretty privilege at its finest

09 ho is u falala ?

10 a christmas miracle

11 burn at the stake

12 negative 1 dollar

13 the birth of y/nhan

14 ur not even that hot 😂

15 this truly was a Friendship is magic

. . . & more to come!

story by hangup119. do not steal.

[taesansbeloved]

I WOULD WALK THROUGH FIRE FOR YOU. (보이넥스트도어)

synopsis: random fluff scenarios with bf!boynextdoor warnings 🚨 fluff, fluff, fluff, skinship, pet names. Not proofread 👍🏻

(OT6)

Nova notes: HIHI ❣️ I really hope you enjoy this fic as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Sungho (성호)

You and Sungho were sat on your shared bed, cuddled up against eachother, watching a random movie, both of you barely even paying any attention to it. "Did you know that camels can drink 200L of water in one go?" You said, eyes slowly fluttering shut. Sungho chuckled as he kissed your forehead lightly. "I did no know that, darling. Would you like to go to sleep now?" He asked, already assuming your answer. "No. I wanna stay awake." You said, leaning your head more against his broad chest. Sungho nodded as he ran his long, slender fingers through your hair, trying to get you to sleep. With the dim room and the soft sound coming from the TV added with Sungho's gentle fingers, you felt your eyes getting heavier by the second. "Goodnight, my love." You heard him whisper lovingly in your ear before drifting off to dreamland.

Riwoo (리우)

Riwoo was listing off the content on the menu to you as you stared at the said menu with furrowed eyebrows. "Babe, I have no idea what your saying." You called out to Riwoo who was still listing the weirdly named food to you. "Oh. Well.... wanna go somewhere else?" He asked, equally confused as you. You nodded as you both walked out of the store hand-in-hand, meeting the warm, bright sun. "Okay, now where do we go?" He asked, looking at you with sparkly eyes. "I don't know. You decide." As soon as you uttered those words, you regretted it immediately, watching Riwoo's lips turn into a smirk. "Well, in that case.. how about some donuts?" He asked with a cheeky smile as he pulled you gently towards the nearest Krispy Kreme in the area. You groaned as he dragged you with loud laughter.

Jaehyun (재현)

"Baby, I really won't be able to get anything down with you clinging on to me like that." You said, voice muffled against Jaehyun's covered chest. In the current moment, you were trying to get your work done but a certain someone will not leave you to it. "I missed you." He mumbled, warm breath hitting the shell of your ear making shivers run down your spine. "I'm surprised your back doesn't hurt by now." You said, gesturing to the way his back is arched down to hug you. "It does, but who cares? Also don't act like you don't like it." He said, and you just already know that he's smirking at you. Jaehyun sighed as he pulled away from the hug and looked at you with his hands on his hips. He shook his head then picked you up gently, placing you on the soft bed mattress and put his entire body weight on you. "Okay, well I guess work can wait." You said as you felt Jaehyun let out a giggle and hug you tighter.

Taesan (태산)

Taesan was sat on his studio chair, head in his palms, and an unfinished song blinking at him from the moniter. A soft knock can be heard from the door earning a quiet 'come in' from the boy in stress. "Hello." A voice he recognised so well had him immediately lift his head up. The frown that was taking place on his face was replaced with softness as soon as he saw you smiling figure step into the room. "Hey, you." He said, leaning back in his chair with. A tender smile was on his face as you stepped closer. "A little birdie told me that you were not having the best day, so I decided to take matters into my own hands." You said, gently moving away all his producing stuff and placed a bag full of food on the table. "Was that birdie perhaps called Kim Woohak?" He asked, a chuckle leaving his mouth as he watched you nod. Quietly, Taesan grabbed your waist and pulled you in between his legs, hugging your waist tightly. "I love you." He whispered so quietly you almost missed it. Somehow you always knew when Taesan, making him feel an insane amount of love for you and making him want to put you in his pocket.

Leehan (리한)

"So she said that I had no saying in the situation when SHE was the one who mentioned me in the argument that I had no connection to-" You were momentarily cut off by Leehan's soft gaze on you, especially your lips. "So? What happened next?" Leehan said, unaware of his affect on you. "Uh, so I said- can you stop looking at me like that?" You said, a red tint making its way to your cheeks. "Like what, my love?" He asked with that soothing, flirty voice of his, making you melt in the process. "You're just that beautiful, darling. I can't help but look." He flirted having you groan. He suddenly head locked you in his arms and began tickling you. "My beautiful baby." He said, relishing in your laughter that is filling the empty apartment.

Woonhak (운학)

You and Woonhak were resting on Woonhak's bed in his dorm. His arm around your shoulder and your head on his chest. While talking quietly, someone suddenly jumped in causing Woonhak to get startled in the process. "Hey, lovebirds." You heard Taesan's teasing voice call out, looking at the both of you with raised eyebrows and an amused smile. "What?" Woonhak said with a whine, tightening his arm around you, sensing your embarrassment. "Dinners ready." He said, walking out without closing the door. "Ah, hyung! Close the door." Woonhak threw a tantrum as Taesan came back and closed the door with a wink. A few moments of silence passed but were shattered with your sudden laughter. "What? Why are you laughing?" Woonhak asked, laughing along with you. "The way you jumped was hilarious." You said, hitting his torso in the process. Woonhak groaned as he hid his face in your neck. "Stop." He mumbled as you continued laughing. "Kids, come on. The food in getting cold!" You both heard Jaehyun yell, immediately shutting you both up. "Come on, lover boy. Let's eat." You said grabbing his hands and walk out the door with him having a stupid lovesick smile.

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[saursoob]

BND TAESAN - bf texts !

A/N: im back??? (heavy on the question marks) first bnd texts tho HAHA!! im a fairly new onedoor so idk if this is accurate 😅

divider creds: @/enchanthings !

[lxvsiick]

I NAMED A FISH AFTER YOU | KIM LEEHAN X READER

PAIRING: childhood best friend! kim leehan x childhood best friend! fem! reader

SUMMARY: Moving into a new neighborhood, 8 year old Y/n meets a boy who really likes fish on her way to the park.

GENRE: childhood best friends, fish, fluff

WORDCOUNT: 2.8k

A/N: a little leehan short story/imagine because i was thinking about fishes and found this picture of leehan -- he looks so cute showing off his fish charms ,, also -- i'm so tempted to publish part 1 of O U R ,, i have 15 parts in my drafts . . .

The sun was bright and warm in Busan as the eight-year-old Y/n skipped along the sidewalk of her new neighborhood. Her family had just moved in the week before, and today, she was finally free to explore. A park sat just down the street, and she could already imagine the swings and slides waiting for her. But as she approached the park, something else caught her attention.

By a small pond near the edge of the park, a boy around her age was sitting cross-legged, staring intently at the water. His messy hair fell into his eyes, but he didn’t seem to care. Curious, she wandered over, crouching down next to him.

“What’re you looking at?” she asked, her voice light with interest.

Without turning his head, the boy pointed at the water. “Fishes,” he said simply, as if that explained everything.

Y/n tilted her head. “Fishes? What about them?”

“They’re cool,” he replied. “This one’s a bluegill, and that one over there is a pumpkinseed. See the way they swim? And if you watch them long enough, you can see how they’re different from the others. Fishes are smart. Way smarter than people think.”

Y/n stared at him, her eyebrows furrowing. “You’re kinda weird.”

“Thanks,” he said, still not looking at her. “I like fishes.”

She blinked at him, unsure what to make of the boy who would rather talk about pond creatures than, well, anything else. “Do you wanna be friends?”

He finally turned his head to look at her, his expression blank. “I’d rather be friends with fishes.”

Y/n crossed her arms. “Well, you can’t be friends with fishes. They can’t talk, and they don’t have legs. So you’re stuck with me.”

The boy paused, considering her words before giving a small shrug. “Okay, I guess.”

“Good!” she said with a grin. “Now, come on. Let’s—”

Before she could finish, she shifted her weight to stand up, but her foot slipped on the muddy bank. With a yelp, she tumbled forward and splashed right into the pond, sending ripples across the water. In her panic, she grabbed onto the boy’s shirt, pulling him in after her.

There was a brief moment of chaos, water sloshing everywhere as they scrambled to their feet in the shallow water. Soaked and stunned, Y/n looked over at the boy, who wiped pond muck off his face with an exasperated sigh.

“You just became my friend, and you’re already trying to murder me,” he said, his face deadpan. “That’s why I’d rather be friends with fishes.”

She burst into laughter, even as water dripped down her face. “Sorry about that. I’m Jung Y/n, by the way.”

He shook his head, but there was a small smile tugging at his lips. “I’m Kim Donghyun. And... it’s okay.”

And just like that, with wet shoes and muddy clothes, a new friendship was born.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

The soft blue glow of the tanks lit up the dim hallways of the aquarium, making everything feel like it was underwater. The sound of bubbling water and the occasional splashing filled the air as Leehan and Y/n wandered from tank to tank, their parents chatting behind them.

Leehan walked a few steps ahead, eyes wide with excitement. “Look, that one’s a lionfish!” he exclaimed, pointing at a spiny, colorful fish that floated lazily in one of the tanks.

Y/n leaned closer, her face nearly pressed against the glass. “Why’s it called a lionfish? It doesn’t look like a lion.”

“It’s because of its fins. See? They look like a lion’s mane,” Leehan explained, puffing his chest out a little. “And they’re super poisonous, so don’t touch one if you ever see it.”

She gave him a side-eye. “Why would I ever touch a fish?”

He shrugged. “I dunno, some people are weird.”

They moved to the next tank, which was filled with tiny fish darting around a coral reef. Leehan tapped the glass gently. “These are clownfish. They live in sea anemones because they’re immune to the sting.”

Y/n squinted, her nose scrunching up. “Clownfish? They don’t look like clowns.”

“They have stripes like clown costumes!” he said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. “And did you know that if the female clownfish dies, the male turns into a female?”

She blinked at him, frowning. “Wait—what?”

“Yeah, it’s true. They can change from boy to girl if they need to. Isn’t that cool?” he said, his voice full of excitement.

Y/n stared at the fish for a moment, then looked at him with a mischievous smile. “Are you gonna turn into a girl someday, Donghyunnie?”

He gave her a look, his face turning a little red. “No! I’m not a clownfish!”

She laughed, clearly enjoying teasing him. “Sure, sure.”

They continued on to the next exhibit, a massive tank filled with all kinds of fish. A shark glided by the glass, and Leehan practically jumped in place, pointing at it with wide eyes. “That’s a blacktip reef shark! They’re not dangerous to people, but they’re really fast. And sometimes they swim in really shallow water!”

Y/n watched the shark swim in lazy circles. “It’s kinda cute,” she said.

“Cute?” Leehan repeated, his face scrunched up in disbelief. “It’s a shark.”

“Yeah, but look at its little face,” she said, leaning closer to the glass. “It looks like it’s smiling.”

He shook his head. “You’re weird.”

“You like fish,” she shot back, giving him a smug grin. “That’s way weirder.”

He opened his mouth to argue but then closed it, knowing she had a point. Instead, he turned to the next tank, full of colorful jellyfish that pulsed and floated like little ghosts. His eyes widened again. “Jellyfish! These ones are called moon jellies. They don’t have brains or hearts, but they can still sting.”

Y/n tilted her head, clearly unimpressed. “No brains? Sounds like some kids in our class.”

He snorted, trying not to laugh, and moved to the next display. “Look, a blue tang! That’s what Dory from Finding Nemo is.”

“Ohh,” she said, her eyes lighting up with recognition. “I like that one! It’s pretty.”

For a moment, they both just stood there, staring at the fish as it swam through the water. The light from the tank reflected in their eyes, and Y/n leaned a little closer to Leehan.

“You really like fish, huh?” she asked, her voice quieter than before.

He nodded, his eyes still glued to the tank. “Yeah. They’re cool. They’re… peaceful.”

She smiled softly, watching him for a moment before turning back to the fish. “I think they’re pretty cool too.”

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

The park was quiet under the soft glow of the streetlights. The swings swayed gently in the cool night breeze, their creaking the only sound breaking the silence. Y/n and Leehan sat side by side on the swings, their legs almost touching.

Y/n looked down at her feet, tracing patterns in the gravel with her sneakers. Her usually bright eyes were dim, and her shoulders slumped as she swung back and forth slowly. “I can’t believe we’re going to different high schools,” she said quietly, her voice tinged with sadness.

Leehan kept his gaze straight ahead, his own heart heavy despite his calm exterior. “Yeah, it’s... hard to believe.”

The words hung in the air, a shared understanding between them. The reality of their separation was sinking in, making the night feel colder.

“I’m going to miss you so much,” she said, her voice cracking slightly. “We won’t be in the same classes or see each other every day. It’s just... not going to be the same.”

He turned his head to glance at her, his expression softening. “I know. I’ll miss you too.”

She looked up, catching his eyes. “You’re not very good at showing it, you know. But I can tell you’re sad too.”

He gave a small, almost imperceptible smile. “I guess I’m just trying to stay positive. It doesn’t change the fact that we’ll still be friends.”

Her face brightened slightly at his words, though the sadness didn’t entirely fade. “We will stay friends, right? We promised.”

“Of course,” he said, nodding firmly. “We’ll talk after school, text, video call, and hang out at each other’s houses. Nothing’s going to change that.”

She reached over and lightly bumped his swing with hers, a gesture of reassurance. “Yeah. We’ll make it work. No matter what.”

He nodded, his voice steady but his eyes reflecting the same sadness she felt. “We will. And besides, it’s just high school. We’ll still see each other a lot.”

She took a deep breath, trying to steady her emotions. “I guess you’re right. It’s not the end of the world.”

“Nope,” he said, giving her a small, encouraging smile. “It’s just a new chapter. We’re still us.”

They fell into a comfortable silence, the swings moving rhythmically as they each reflected on the changes ahead. The night felt less daunting with the reassurance of their friendship, their shared promises warming the chilly air.

“Hey,” Y/n said after a moment, her voice more hopeful. “Promise me you’ll keep being you, no matter what.”

He chuckled softly, the sound almost lost in the night breeze. “I promise. And you keep being you. That’s what makes us work.”

She laughed quietly, the sound mingling with the creak of the swings. “Deal.”

As they continued to swing in companionable silence, the weight of their separation felt a little lighter, buoyed by the strength of their bond and the certainty that their friendship would endure, no matter the distance.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

It was late afternoon at the small café where Leehan worked, the smell of freshly brewed coffee and warm pastries filling the air. The café was always busy around this time, but for now, he was on break, lounging at a table with his five closest friends.

They had been friends since high school, ever since Leehan had somehow charmed his way into their group despite his reputation for being quiet and a little… odd. Even now, sitting with them, he was half-listening to their conversation, more focused on stirring the iced coffee in front of him than joining in.

“Man, you seriously never hung out with any girls in high school,” one of his friends, Jaehyun, teased, kicking his chair lightly. “You were like, a ghost when it came to that stuff. But you expect us to believe you have this mythical childhood best friend that you keep mentioning who’s a girl?”

“Yeah, right,” another friend, Riwoo, chimed in, rolling his eyes. “If she existed, we’d have met her by now.”

The others nodded in agreement, all of them laughing as Leehan shook his head, not even bothering to defend himself. He’d told them a hundred times about Y/n, his best friend from when they were kids, but they never believed him. It didn’t help that they’d gone to different high schools and now different colleges. To his friends, she was some made-up figure—part of his weirdness.

Just as Jaehyun was about to make another joke, the bell above the café door jingled.

Leehan glanced up and his heart did a little flip. There she was—Y/n. She spotted him almost immediately, her eyes lighting up as she hurried toward him, her bag bouncing against her side. Without any hesitation, she threw her arms around him in a tight hug.

“Kim Donghyun! I’ve missed you so much!” she exclaimed, her voice warm with excitement.

For a moment, he was too stunned to react. He hadn’t seen her in person for so long—after she transferred schools, they’d only texted or called, always busy with their separate lives. But now she was here, right in front of him.

He awkwardly returned the hug, a small smile tugging at his lips. “I, uh… missed you too.”

When they finally pulled apart, Y/n turned to his friends, giving them a polite nod. But her smile faded when she noticed the looks on their faces—five pairs of eyes wide, mouths open in utter disbelief.

“Wha—” Woonhak stammered. “No way.”

Jaehyun leaned closer to Leehan, narrowing his eyes suspiciously. “Dude… did you hire her to act like your childhood best friend?”

The other guys burst into laughter, nudging each other, clearly convinced they were onto something.

Y/n blinked at them, raising an eyebrow. “Hired me? To do what?”

“They think you’re, uh…” Leehan rubbed the back of his neck, clearly embarrassed. “They don’t believe you’re real.”

“Real?” she repeated, her expression shifting from confusion to mild annoyance. “I’ve known him since we were, like, eight. What’s wrong with you guys?”

Jaehyun snorted. “It’s just—you know, he’s never mentioned you before—”

“He never hangs out with girls,” Riwoo added with a smirk.

“Except his fishes,” Taesan quipped, earning laughs from the group.

Y/n crossed her arms, her lips curling into a smirk of her own. “Oh, right. You guys are the weird ones.”

Leehan looked up at her, deadpan. “Told you.”

She laughed softly, playfully ruffling his hair. “You haven’t changed at all.”

His friends exchanged stunned glances, clearly still trying to process the fact that this girl—the one they thought was made up—was real, standing right in front of them. And even more confusing, she seemed to be completely normal. Not weird at all, like they had assumed anyone associated with Leehan would be.

“Okay, okay,” Jaehyun finally said, raising his hands in surrender. “We believe you. She’s real.”

“But we still need proof,” Sungho added. “Like embarrassing childhood stories. Got any?”

Y/n grinned, her eyes gleaming mischievously as she looked at Leehan. “Oh, I’ve got stories.”

Leehan groaned, covering his face with his hands. “Please don’t.”

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

After many embarrassing stories and saying goodbye to his friends, Leehan walks Y/n home.

The night was calm as Leehan and Y/n walked side by side, their footsteps muted on the quiet sidewalk. The soft glow of streetlights illuminated their path, casting gentle shadows as they caught up after his shift at work.

Y/n glanced at him with a warm, reflective smile. “You know, I really missed seeing you like this. It’s been too long.”

​​He looked over at her, his expression serious but soft. “I miss it too. It’s been a while.”

She smiled faintly, then turned her gaze forward, her fingers brushing against the cool evening air. “It’s strange. Even after all these years, you haven’t changed one bit. You’re still the same old Kim Donghyun I remember. But your name is different. Leehan?”

He chuckled softly, the sound almost shy. “It’s just a nickname the guys gave me. I’m still Kim Donghyun to you.”

She looked at him, a small, understanding smile on her lips. “It’s a good thing, though. You’ve made great friends and it means you’ve stayed true to yourself.”

They walked in comfortable silence for a moment, their shoulders brushing occasionally. Y/n broke the silence, her voice laced with nostalgia. “Remember when we first met at the pond, by the park? You were so focused on those fish, and I came over and, well... I dragged you right into the water after.”

He chuckled, the memory bringing a smile to his face. “How could I forget? I was so surprised. After agreeing to become friends with you, you decide to drown me.”

She laughed softly, smacking him on the arm. “Hey, I slipped. Besides, you were always the better swimmer between the two of us.”

As they approached their houses, which were still next to each other, Leehan hesitated for a moment, his face showing a hint of awkwardness. “Hey, um, there’s something I wanted to tell you.”

She looked at him curiously, her eyes sparkling with interest. “What is it?”

“Well,” he began, scratching the back of his neck nervously, “I’ve been keeping a fish in my room. I named it after you.”

Her eyes widened in surprise and amusement. “Really? That’s... actually really sweet.”

He nodded, his cheeks slightly flushed. “Yeah. I guess I’ve been missing you a lot, and naming the fish after you seemed like a good way to keep you close.”

Y/n puts a teasing smile on. “Awww, you missed me that much, Kim Donghyun.”

Leehan rolls his eyes with a small smile on his lips. They reached her front door, they stood for a moment. Y/n opened her front door, and as she stepped inside, she looked back at him with a playful smile. “Goodnight, Leehan. See you on campus tomorrow.”

“Goodnight-wait, what?”

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

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[bellasfortuna]

boy next door Johnny who doesn't speak much to you, but he's always around in some capacity

bnd!Johnny who, as the older brother to one of your classmates/school friends, doesn't speak much to you directly at school, but he's always there to say hello when you come over to visit your friend and ask about your day

bnd!Johnny who, despite being a few years older, jokes with you when your friend (his younger sister) starts dating another classmate; "best if we both keep an eye on 'er, aye bonnie?" eyes twinkling with some unsaid joke only he's in on, not saying much else but he always seems to orbit around whenever you, his sister and her new boyfriend are somewhere

bnd!Johnny who, when you miss a day or seem particularly quiet in the halls, goes out of his way to discreetly ask his sister or your other friends if you're doing okay; "'ave ya checked on 'er?", "under the weather? orz someone botherin' 'er?" face congenial and relaxed despite the slight set to his jaw, eyes analyzing the absence of where you should be

bnd!Johnny who, when your date to formal goes a bit south towards the end of the night, offers (of course) to drive you and his sister home, you live right next door so it's really no problem (truly, bonnie), murmuring lowly, "ya look very stunnin' tonight" as you slip into his backseat

bnd!Johnny who, coincidentally, goes to the same university as you, just three years your senior, and gives you an almost wolfish smile the first time he spots you, slinging an arm around your shoulders and pulling you so close you can feel the heat from his body, "didnae ken ya went here too, bonnie, great minds think alike yeah?"

[4doras]

WHEN BOYNEXTDOOR ACCIDENTALLY CONFESS TO YOU ౨ৎ⋆˚｡⋆

boynextdoor x f!reader

genre. fluff

a/n. feeding you guys like i starved you guys… (i low-key did) second time making a post in this style ^^ enjoy ~

[rentenwins]

silly little excuses (newneighbour!leehan x reader)

ch 1 • ch 2 • ch 3 • ch 4 • ch 5 • ch 6 • ch 7

synopsis: how oblivious can one get? leehan and his most favourite thing in the world… oh and his fish too, i guess.

content: NON-LINEAR TIMELINE this won’t make sense unless you read prev chapters!!, tooth-rotting domestic leehan, how does one feelings?, sungho is supportive but annoyed, f-bomb is dropped, banter, food depictions, FISH AND WATER

a/n: hi… i feel really bad for disappearing ;-; really bad writer’s block and very stressful time for me despite my uni break… but we are getting somewhere :’) hope you can all forgive me, enjoy!

wc: 2350+

taglist: @haechology @jenuinne @saintriots @badaspookie @yveol @yunextdoor @lailols @rawrbamgyu @amarecerasus @pandorahearts19 @luvvhaerin @saritahwang @bee-the-loser @secretlyseochangbin

chapter 7: testing the waters (literally)

“Temperature shouldn’t drop below 22 degrees C, nor the pH below 6.5 and— oh yes, I keep their food just underneath here, and if you see anything uneaten for a few hours just remove it gently with the net. What else…”

You stare at the drawer underneath Leehan’s fish tank as he just showed you, seeing how incredibly neat and organised it all looks. It’s the day after the beach trip with your friends, and now you’re in Leehan’s apartment as you had promised him yesterday. He had just gone through the whole process of how to read the thermometers and pH readings, as well as the quality of the filters.

(As Leehan said, “Oh, but I already cleaned them so they shouldn’t act up. But in case one of them does, just turn one off. One filter really is all they need, but I just find this more thorough…” You look at the tank fondly. He really does love his fish.)

Leehan’s a bit off today, you observe. He talks as much as he usually does, but his smile doesn’t reach his eyes like they usually did. Now that you think about it, his smiles yesterday weren’t as quaint either. The boy took to wearing his glasses today, but it doesn’t do much to hide the bags under his eyes, nor to distract from the way he slurs his words a bit today out of an obvious tiredness.

“I think that’s all of it. But seriously, if you need anything, just text me.” Leehan says to you while you insist that it’s really not a problem.

This wasn’t your first time in his apartment, but Leehan was still jittery because of his crush! In his own house! Showing her a hobby that he never really opened up to a lot of people about!

Consequently, Leehan can’t help but recall a conversation from a few weeks ago, the same week when he had embarrassingly showed up to your doorstep asking for ingredients for his dinner.

——

“y/n, I think I like her.”

The line is silent, and a part of Leehan’s sanity comes back to him at the words he just blurted out. A crush. On his neighbour. Someone that he hardly knows. Mortifying to Leehan at least. The silence was almost killing him.

“Sungho? Are you still th—“

“About time you doofus!,” Sungho cuts him off with a shriek, “you and y/n’s heart eyes for each other were giving us high-blood pressure for goodness sake.”

“Us? Who’s us?”

Sungho scoffs at Leehan’s question, “Me and Taesan, duh. And probably Jaehyun too at this point. Don’t you know how hard we’ve tried to be subtle in helping you? God, I didn’t know y/n was this oblivious either, y’all really are meant for each other.”

“Helping? What on this earth have you been helping me with this whole time?”

Sungho groans, loud this time that Leehan has to remove himself from the speaker for a second. “The study session, leaving you alone with her. That ring a bell? Oh, and the chai latte. Leehan, I’ve known you for how long now, if I really wanted to get you something to eat I would’ve just gotten you those gummies you hoard.”

Leehan doesn’t even take a mild offence because he was too busy confirming his suspicions.

“So you were trying to sabotage me! Embarrass me in front of her and everything!”

“Oh good Lord, Leehan.” Sungho drags a hand down his face, “This was a plot for you to get closer to her! God, are you really that much of an idiot that I have to tell it to you like this straight up? I’ve never seen her so nervous, the way she looks at you like she’s mesmerised for some effed up reason. and the cooki— oh my god those cookies were the first fucking sign, I can’t believe yo—”

“Wait, hold on. Those cookies? I thought she made them for everyone.” Leehan leans back in his chair looking at the ceiling trying to process every interaction with you for the last few weeks.

“Well, yeah, she does,” Sungho says a little calmer, “but the last time she made those types of cookies were for Woonhak’s graduation and she wouldn’t stop complaining how time-consuming they were to make. Leehan. She likes you. So much that she’d make cute little biscuits for you and not give the rest of us. You know, like she usually does.”

Leehan is quiet, still trying to process the information Sungho just dumped on him and still staring at his ceiling. Sungho sighs and breaks the silence.

“You’re going to Busan right?”

“Yeah?” Leehan replies, more of a question and not a reply, “Not for another few weeks during study break. Why?”

“Let her take care of your Corydoras or something while you’re gone. Like house sitting.”

Leehan gets annoyed at Sungho a lot, but nothing gets him more annoyed at than when Sungho actually makes sense.

Sungho continues, “I was gonna tell you to confess to her but you can’t really do that if you’re on the other side of the country.”

Leehan slides down his chair, “I hate to say it but I think you might be getting somewhere with this.”

Leehan hears Sungho laugh. “Well, if she wonders why you asked her to take care of your fish and not us instead, just be honest.”

——

Honest.

The word reverberates in Leehan’s head throughout the current ordeal. It was reverberating all of last night when he was trying to fall asleep, the events at the beach were replaying in his mind. And it was the first time in his life he was at the beach and wasn't just thinking of the sea and swimming in it.

“Honest… trust.” he thinks.

You were both sitting on Leehan’s dining chairs that he pulled over from his small dining table to sit in front of the fish tank, showing you how he takes care of them.

“I’ll show you how I feed them, then you can try for yourself.” Leehan says as he stands and carefully opens the lid of the glass tank. He then opens the neatly organised drawer and pulls out a container of bottom feeder flakes.

“Just take a bit,” he demonstrates as he pinches a bit between his thumb and his index finger, “and you need to submerge it in the water so it sinks properly and so they don’t need to exert too much effort to swim to the surface.”

The fish food that Leehan releases into the water sinks slowly to the bottom to where the corydoras were all huddled. You watch as few of the fish start to eat and prod at the flakes.

Leehan passes the fish food in your direction to encourage you to give it a try as you stood from the chair. You take a pinch the same way Leehan did and you hesitantly let your hand hover over the water. Leehan seems to have read your hesitation and lightly grabs your wrist that was over the tank. You feel like you forgot how to breathe, yet your heart rate skyrockets and you feel your legs are wanting to give way.

Through it all, he doesn’t seem to notice any of this while gently lowers your hand until the flakes have been submerged, and you release the flakes between your fingertips. You see the fish curiously swim around the flakes like they've never seen it before, honestly you could watch them all day. Distantly, you remember Leehan’s hand that guided your fingers towards the water in the tank so you instinctively look at him, unsure of the blush on your face. But you’re met with the sight of Leehan enamoured with his fish as they ate and effortlessly glided in the tank.

He seemed to come back to his senses as he gazed at his hand still gently holding your wrist above the water. He gently lets go and clears his throat, hoping that his hair was long enough to cover his very red ears.

“Sorry I— wait here.” He manages to stutter out as he steps in long strides to his kitchen to grab a tea towel. He comes back with a tea towel adorned with cartoon corals and offers it to you to wipe your hands on, his ears still very visibly red. You mutter a ‘thanks’ and he clears his throat. Who knew a little gesture like that would’ve sent him to a frenzy? It’s silent again for a second as he takes the tea towel from you.

“How long are you away again for?” You ask to ease the awkwardness with a clear of your throat.

“Just three days, gonna visit my family and my nephew.” Leehan seems to reply easily, also trying to calm his blush down, “have you been to Busan before?”

You shake your head. “Well, did you want anything from there while I’m gone?” Leehan asks.

You shrug, “No clue.” Leehan looks like he’s deep in thought so you supply, “You really don’t have to get me anything, Leehan. Just— just come back safely, is all.”

Leehan’s eyes widen for a second before he laughs nervously, suddenly unable to meet your eyes at where you’re both standing.

“Well, I’ll think of something. I need to thank you in some way or another.” Leehan replies. He says it’s a ‘thank you’ gesture for taking care of his fish, but deep down he knows it’s also for his helpless little crush on you.

“Let’s hang out when I come back.” Leehan says to you, eyes holding yours as you couldn’t do anything but look back at him. His eyes trace your face, down to your lips where he doesn’t dare linger.

“I mean it. Just us two.” He adds.

You were taken aback, you almost laugh. There was no way he’s asking this right now. Right?

“Sure. If you’d like to,” you say with a dryness in your mouth. God, when did it get so warm?, “now you really gotta promise to come back safely.”

——

It’s Monday night, and Leehan had already left for Busan in the morning. You run some errands in the afternoon before coming back home, all with perfect timing so you could look after Leehan’s fish after lounging on your couch.

You make your way to Leehan’s apartment with his spare key, attached to it is a cute little green alien keychain. You go inside and make your way to the fish tank.

You step closer and open the drawer where all the supplies are kept and you’re met with a piece of paper that was undoubtedly Leehan’s handwriting.

Hi y/n, thank you for taking care of the Corydoras while I’m gone. And don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten about your gift

Leehan ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ

You can’t help but smile at the letter he had left. Putting it aside so it doesn’t get damaged, you start the routine Leehan had taught you the night prior. Checking the pH, the water temperature, then opening the tank to feed the Corydoras. You do it with care just like Leehan did, and stare at the fish as they swim around the tank, the slow hum of the filter the only thing that can be heard in the quiet apartment.

You felt happy that Leehan has trusted you with his most precious pets, knowing how much they mean to him. You sigh, not really fully knowing what he meant of ‘hanging out’. Not like you already do it with all your other friends. But he said just you two! ‘He probably just means well!’ you thought ‘to be nice, like an extra thank you. It’s not that bad.’

Before you know it, 30 minutes have passed of you just staring at the tank alone with your thoughts about Leehan, only disturbed by your onset of sudden hunger. You remembered the warmth of his hand over your wrist. You sigh and groan again as you stare at the tank and its colourfulness, then you really start to pay attention to it.

It was colourful, clean and vibrant. Leehan’s care was evident. and to you it was endearing. Who else would take so much care in caring for little creatures. You remember the sparkle in Leehan’s eyes as he looked at his pets after demonstrating to you on how to take care of them. You smile at the memory and your stomach flutters again, and not from hunger.

A sudden knock on the door startles you on the chair you were sitting on in front of the tank before the dread of Leehan’s words could haunt you again.

“Y/n? You in here?” You hear Jaehyun’s voice before the door opens as he lets himself in. He’s greeted with the sight of you in front of Leehan’s tank.

“Myungjae?” You turn around confused, “How’d you know I was here?”. Jaehyun was holding a plastic bag, clearly from food delivery, taking his slides off at the door’s entrance.

“I could ask you the same thing,” He chirps as he makes his way into Leehan’s apartment, “What? Are you missing Leehan already?” He places the delivery bag on the small dining table, smiling at himself, proud of his own little jab. The smile falters when your usual bite doesn’t come his way. He nervously looks at you, still sitting on the chair but your gaze meeting anywhere but his.

“Y/n.” Jaehyun says slowly as you look up at him, “I was just joking! I mean, I guess we all miss Leehan! Even though he… hasn’t even been gone for what? 10 hours? But seriously, who’s counting anyw—“

“Fuck, I think I like him.” You blurt before you could stop yourself. Your eyes immediately widen and you feel your heart plummet to your feet as you realise what you just said out loud. You smack your hand over your mouth as Jaehyun looks at you with mouth equally gaped wide.

The silence was palpitating, even the hum of the filter seemed too loud, and even with Jaehyun in the same room.

“Y/n.” Jaehyun tries again, and you meet his gaze again. But this time Jaehyun doesn’t look as calm as he walked in. His face looked like it was about to explode, like how he usually looked at Woonhak before he would scold him into next year.

“Y/N ARE YOU SERIOUS, YOU’RE ONLY REALISING THIS NOW? GOD YOU BOTH REALLY WERE MADE FOR EACH OTHER.”

[rizzkisworld]

I'm currently getting my ass whooped by pneumonia. So how would our lovely BOYNEXTDOOR members feel or do in this situation?

Doesnt have to be their S/O. It could be someone they admire, senior idol, staff member, ect.

I hope this gets the creative juices flowing

Oh no!! I hope you're feeling better 🫶🏽 I too am sick, but I'm starting to feel better!!!

Jaehyun

Jaehyun is worried! If your case of pneumonia isn't severe, he'll make sure you stay home, he'll give you your medicine, and he'll make sure that you have everything you need such as food and drinks. However, if you have a severe case to the point you're hospitalized, every single break he has, he's going to be there to take care of you.

Sungho

He tries his best to stay calm, but he's also extremely worried. If it's not severe, he's gonna do his best to nurse you back to health. Makes sure you eat your meals and stay hydrated. Makes sure you take your meds. Watches something with you to keep you company. If it's severe, he'll send you flowers when he's not able to be there. When he does have break time, he'll spend it visiting you.

Riwoo

Riwoo gets scared. If it's not severe, he'll call and text you to make sure you're okay. Visits you whenever he can. Buys you whatever you need. Makes sure that you're taking all your meds. If it's severe, he'll try to visit you, but when he's not able to, he'll bombard your phone with texts checking in on you. 

Taesan

This man goes the extra mile. If it's not severe, he'll figure out a way to take off of work just to be your nurse. He'll buy you all kinds of "get better" gifts. If it's severe, Taesan is the type to send you "get well soon" cards and letters. He'll send you pictures of himself and scenery so you won't feel lonely. He also sends you flowers with a card attached, telling you to get better and stuff and how much he loves you.

Leehan

His acts of service really kicks in. If it's not severe, he'll come by your place, feed you, help you drink, give you your medicine,  soothe you to sleep. He does all the chores. Cleans your room, does the dishes, makes your bed, does the laundry, disinfects everything. If it's severe, he'll visit you on his breaks and keeps you company. 

Woonhak

Woonhak straight panics. Poor boy does not know what to do. He wants to visit you, but he also doesn't want to get sick! Sends you gifts and cards. Calls you, texts you, whatever he can to contact you. He's gonna panic even more if it's so bad you get hospitalized. He'll do his best to show you support from afar, but when your condition gets better, he'll visit you and take care of you.

[tobiotaesan]

ハイキュー!! x 보넥도 2

synopsis: which haikyuu characters i think bnd resembles the most

genre: bnd! haikyuu au!

cw: none

note: i am terrible at these so theyre probably not accurate

SUNGHO x SUGAWARA

they both possess that motherly vibe

soft but firm at the same time

myungnyangz actually give off daisuga energy (sungho ofc is suga)

remember when sungho said in a video message for mj that he knows mj doesnt want to be a harsh/strict leader to the other members (probs bcus he doesnt want to end up hurting their feelings unintentionally) so instead he (sungho) will do it for him

now if that aint love

if that doesnt scream daisuga

thats literally vice capt sugawara in kpop idol form

also, they tend to be similar in the sense wherein they both appear to be calm ppl until someone tests their patience lol

plus the random bursts of energy

like when suga is just being the chill seniors with daichi and asahi and then the next second he is the cheer captain with the hyper juniors

thats sungho with 03 line and then suddenly being with gongfourz + woonagi

hes also good at dealing with the destiny boyz extroverted outbursts, very sugawara of him

to summarize: MOTHERSSSS

RIWOO X HOSHIUMI

i honestly dont know how (best album) i didnt think of the hoshiumi x riwoo

i saw someone say this on twt and id like to take this opportunity to say thank u to that person for enlightening me of this agenda

so the reason why i think this makes so much sense is

1) blonde riwoo was literally hoshiumi (refer pics above)

2) riwoo is to bnd what hoshiumi is to kamomedai if u know what i mean ( if u dont then thats a you problem)

3) they both embody this sense of confidence with their awareness of their skills that they know how to showcase

like he knows hes that good and he shows it but is still able to be humble about it

riwoo "performance director" = hoshiumi "the little giant" (i know he doesnt own the nn its for comparison)

and apparently they even share the same mbti, isfp (a bit unsure, sources dont match)

theyre like the golden player/member of the team

theyre just that good and they know it too (king behaviour)

ofc with that level of confidence there is also competitiveness

hoshiumi plays with a grin on his face especially when the opponent's skills are on par with them

i think it mirrors to the bright smile we see on riwoo's face when he does those tiktok challenges with the more complicated dances or just when he uploads one with the choreography he made himself in the car within like 10mins

i mean i would hype myself up too if i was insanely talented like them

MYUNG JAEHYUN X NISHINOYA

noya never d worded but welcome back nishinoya !

i think lots of onedoors who have been through the haikyuu phase would agree with this one

him, woonhak and taesan are the ones who have a definite and stable parallel character in haikyuu

noya plays a very important role in the team as the libero and they are often described as the backbone of the team's defense

like its meaning in italian ("free") they are free to move in and out of the court during gameplay, they go in when support is needed especially with receiving and covering the weaker areas of the players

the role reminds me so much of mj's leadership style in bnd

he seems to always be there for his members when they need him and is always ready to support/encoruage them at all times

like the way liberos tend to be well-aware and perceptive of the court to be able to support the teams defense, is the same as mj being a well-rounded, talented leader who is always looking out for his members

i say "myung jaehyun" you say "best leader"

TAESAN X KAGEYAMA

need i to explain this

wbk

visual parallel? check.

tsundere qualities? check.

extremely talented? check.

the end.

nah but fr they mirror each other so well it makes sense how i ended up liking tobio whilst being a taesan biased

they are so black cats idc if tobio is in karasuno whos mascot is a crow

both born with talent (i could never)

kags setting skills = taesanpop

tbh if taesan plays volleyball i think he could play to be a setter too

he produces songs for bnd whilst being able to integrate his own colors in it so i think he would know what its like to craft smth specifically for someone with the use of ones ability

the same way kags honed his passing skills so that shoyo can control the direction of his spikes better

was actually going to keep his short bcus i feel like i dont really need to explain this further like it just makes sense that taesan is kageyama

LEEHAN X SUNA

HOLD- ✋️✋️

SSHHHHHH 🤐🤐👌

listen to me *holds face, squishing cheeks* he 👏 is 👏 not 👏 kenma 👏

i said what i said

kenma is wayyyyy too introverted, he actually lowkey hates humans and leehan is actually an extrovert yall

im gonna give u time to digest the information and think about leehan x suna

..............

hmm....yes.

i know, right?

when he went "you like it?" at kcon la after showing his moving adams apple, thats the rintaro suna from within him speaking

the smugness? impressive how they express it without making it annoying but attractive instead.

or maybe im just down bad for pretty boys with long hair

they're also both kind off give off this "suavé" fine looking lad that make heads turn but deep inside is infected by loser-trapped-in-a-hot-body virus type of dude

jelly obssesion suna 🤝 leehan

pls support this agenda

thanks

WOONHAK X HINATA

woonhak's thirst for becoming one the most talented idols out there is the same as shoyo's dream to becoming the next "little giant"

i love how woonhak has mj and taesan like shoyo has noya and tobio

noya being like one of shoyo's favorite senior that he admires so much

and also the one who actively and openly encourages and motivates shoyo when he needs it, like the way mj is to woonhak to the point of treating him like he gave birth to him

tobio being the not-obvious, nonchalant and lowkey support system to shoyo

hes aware of his potential and capabilities and so he works hard to make shoyo achieve the results he wants

the same way taesan shows his "형/hyung" side with the way he shows his support to woonhak (by teasing the heck out of him)

they both also have this child-like enthusiasm for a lot of things especially on their interests

they both show ecstatic responses to volleyball/performing

and the way they try to be smug about things they did good in accidentally

OH and plus the "im good at doing this" and then fails miserably

but its fine bcus they looked cute

`•°☆°•` `•°☆°•` `•°☆°•` `•°☆°•` `•°☆°•` `•°☆°•`

—끝—

©️ tobiotaesan

do not repost or translate without permission !

[soombee]

ᯓᥫ᭡. a love that came before us — han taesan ༄.ᰔᩚ

dear diary, i’m so cooked.. he’s so nice to me i could cry!!

❥・spin off of .. caught in the current of you !

ಇ. in which .. leehan fumbles the bag with you—his jealousy and indecision to make a move driving you further away. enter taesan, a man who isn’t afraid of showing you what you’ve been missing when you were wasting your time w leehan

a story of second chances —but not for leehan !! :c

ཐིཋྀ , pairing ⋆ han dongmin (taesan) x reader ( also as @ / dessi_dessi_d on ig ! )

ཐིཋྀ , genre ⋆ ex’s best friend ! taesan x healing era ! reader , flirty hehe , infatuation , BOYFRIEND TAESAN. HE’S ACTUALLY SO OBSESSED W U I CANT 👅👅 , fluff , crack , half smau + half written

ཐིཋྀ , warnings ⋆ profanity , sensitive jokes (kys, sexual, etc.)

ཐིཋྀ , status ⋆ ongoing :3

ᓚᘏᗢ taglist (open) ! @httpenhoon @tkooooop @haechology @prettiann @endtostartbreathin @1starqi @jvngw0nlvr @moonhuiz @squiishymeow

note/s : mwahahahahhA I SPENT SO LONG MAKING YHE BANNER PLZ DONT TELL ME ITS BUTT 😢😢 anyways comment or um ask if u wanna be tagged :3

🪁 ch. catalogue ₍^. .^₎⟆

profiles ; same as citcoy !! + taesan’s priv :p

pr. 00 ; ho im jinja serious shibal

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