#hang hyunjin is my bias

[evermourning]

so some of y’all are getting too comfortable on fancalls…

[frosla55]

i just watched that latest felix fan call in which they get him to act like a cat & i almost died of second hand embarrassment

[minhosimthings]

From Eden || HJY

Synopsis: You ask your favourite angel, Hyunjin about love. And he has a lot to say on a chilly night.

Pairings: Angel!Hyunjin × demon!fem!reader

Warnings: fluff, biblical themes, Heaven and Hell, ik angels don't technically have genders but I made reader a bit feminine, teensy bit of angst, mention of Han because I love him, VERY poetic, me yapping about love

A/N: whatsup my popsicles your girl's back from her hibernation with Hyunjin because God damn this man has been bias wrecking me so much. Also this is based on Good Omens, so I hope anyone who watched the show notices the details I put in. As always, enjoy!

Song Recs: From Eden by Hozier, My love Mine all Mine by Mitski

I am yours,

The way the sea belongs to the moon,

And the way the moon belongs to the sky.

The cicadas were chirping. It was a beautiful, wintry night.

An angel and a demon lay on a tiny mound in a park.

“Do you ever think about going back up there?”

Your question stuck to Hyunjin’s mind like pollen to a bee. His magnificently outstretched left wing was practically numb now, from bearing your weight on it for so long. But Hyunjin didn't complain.

 After all, he wouldn't have let you lay on wet grass on a frosty November night if his life depended on it; even if he knew that you—as a demon—couldn’t technically feel anything. But as much as you’d tried to convince him of that factual piece of information, he’d rather throw his halo into a river than believe that you had no emotion hiding in you. Hyunjin was a stubborn angel.

Your stubborn angel.

“Not really.” Hyunjin said in a tone almost as soft as his feathers, “Why do you ask?” He pressed a light kiss to the side of your forehead before you could answer, as if wanting to distract you from the topic at hand. You’d understand why. He disliked the idea of talking about it.

“Just….” You trailed off with your sentence, not knowing what reason to give him. Why did you ask him that? 

Hyunjin hummed softly, shifting his legs so that yours could be more comfy. You didn't have the heart to tell him you were just fine in your previous position. In fact you didn't have a heart at all!

That was the common human perception of demons, Hell, Lucifer and all that jazz. But you knew that your boss, Lucifer, was only scary when his new assistant didn't get some paperwork done for souls to enter that paradise that was Hell. 

“Do you remember the first time we met on Earth?” Hyunjin suddenly asked you, his eyes still gazing up at the painting of the starry sky hanging above you.

“Of course I do.” You laughed gingerly. You vividly remembered the first time you had met Hyunjin.

Five Years Ago

 Contrary to popular belief, demons or—as you liked to call yourself—fallen angels, actually didn't like wrecking stuff and destroying everything in their path. You just had to trip people on the sidewalk every now and then and occasionally make a deal with a naive human who stumbles across a cross-road. Most of the time, you were stuck doing paperwork.

So there you were, on a fine November’s evening, strutting down a nice little street in your very cliche all-black outfit, when you abruptly stopped in your tracks in front of an art supply store. It wasn't the Studio Ghibli-esqueness of the shop that made you stop or the fact that the most beautiful paintings of flowers lined the big windows. 

It was the familiar celestial energy that was practically leaking out from the shop.

The energy only got ‘louder’ as you entered the shop, having lost the battle to your curiosity. You knew this feeling well enough to figure out that there was an angel or perhaps even God themselves hiding in this store. Turning into a corner, which was lined with shelves of paints of all sorts, you stopped in your tracks, when you lay eyes on the only other living being in the shop.

It was a tall, long-haired man, wearing a black worker’s apron over a white shirt and beige pants and restocking some empty shelves. Perhaps the most beautiful man you had ever laid your eyes on. But you knew better than to strike up a conversation with him.

He was no ordinary man, from the looks of the golden halo floating above him, something only you could see very faintly. 

Angels and Demons who get stationed on Earth are warned very strictly not to interact with each other. Not even so much as a glance if they accidentally reach for the last cupcake at a bakery. Hell and Heaven's monitoring systems were the best in the universe. But perhaps they were lying about that.

Because no sudden flash of death-inducing lightning struck you or the angel when he turned his eyes to you in the store and said with a sweet smile, “I can see you staring, you know.”

To say it in simple words, you were practically awestruck when you saw him face-front. It was a face which was….eerily familiar. Beautifully familiar. Like a face from a memory you had chosen to rewrite. His beautiful hair fell perfectly onto his face, framing it in such a way that all his features stood out. With eyes that stood proud yet gentle, like a stream by a forest, and lips that looked as if they could heal anything with a single kiss, one could say that he looked angelic.

“What are you looking to buy today?” He asked you as if you two were nothing more than mere humans, “The oil paints perhaps?”

“No…” You said with uncertainty, “I’m sorry I barged in, I just…” You paused, studying his features even more, why was he so familiar? “I thought I saw someone I knew.”

He smiled again, his eyes forming half-moons at you. “Don’t worry, the shop has a spell around it.” Then as if to certify his point, he said in a childish whisper, “Neither Hell nor Heaven will find us here.”

“Oh.” You said simply, not knowing what else to say. You slipped your hands into the pockets of your coat and considered him for a while. Then you slowly walked towards him, feeling warmer and warmer as you did. 

“Y/N.” You extended your hand, “Former angel of creation, collector of souls and occasional deal maker.” This was perhaps the boldest act you’d ever performed ever since you fell into Hell, “Oh and I like plants.”

“Hyunjin.” He took your hand in his and shook it formally, “I own this shop.” His gaze was locked on yours, never once wavering, “I’m an angel of Heaven.” He finished the sentence with such gusto that you were sure wind was blowing inside the store.

“Yeah I got that figured.” You said curtly, “I just wanted to ask—” You took a deep breath before speaking, “Have we ever…met before? I mean you just seem so familiar for some reason.” You let out a forced laugh, “I’m sorry if we haven't. It's just that I don't remember anything that happened before—” You stopped briefly, you hadn't talked about it much, “before my fall.” 

You noticed the way Hyunjin’s face dropped for only a second or two before he went back to his calm gaze. “No worries.” He said cheerily, “I don’t have a really good memory either so we can just start over from now.” 

As an angel of Heaven, a loyal servant of God and Humanity, Hyunjin hated lying. His honesty proved to be as useful as it was dangerous. For example, Hyunjin had gained one of his best friends, Jisung, when he kindly albeit bluntly stated that beige would be a horrible colour for Jisung to paint on a rock album’s cover. After a few hours of debating, in which many noise complaints were involved, Hyunjin had gained a human friend for the first time. He knew Jisung wouldn't live for as long as he would, but it didn't matter. Hyunjin loved the company.

Of the three lies he had spelled in his entire life, this was one of them. You were the second angel he had lied to. Well, fallen angel.

He, in fact, had a terrific memory. And he distinctly remembered the time he first set his eyes on you 

After a few days of the Universe’s creation, he had been ordered by Gabriel to bring you forth. They alleged that you had been far too creative in your matters of creation–and too curious as well. God didn't create curiosity for the angels.

After a few hours of drifting through the vast caves of the newborn Universe, Hyunjin spotted an angel of high ranking standing stagnant before what appeared to be a large canvas of infinite, colourful, space. 

Your wings were spread high and mighty, beautiful feathers of gold and silver silhouetting an excited figure. You were rushing your fingers about in orchestral movements. Every flick of your finger brought forth a string of rainbow colours that burst forth into one or the other star in front of you.

Angels were not meant to have feelings. It was something that only the lowest of 

organisms—humans—had. Atleast, that was what Hyunjin was taught.

But something inside him stirred when he set his eyes on you.

(Was it hatred? You’d broken the Rule of Heaven with your curiosity. Hyunjin loved rules.)

 Your sparkling eyes, filled with far more stars than any galaxy that surrounded him, captivated him. You looked like one of those things that the humans did, what was it called? Perhaps it was called a painting, but Hyunjin's memory disappointed him for the first time. He took a deep breath and flew towards you, his mind frantically racing as to how he’d tell you that you had apparently failed God.

“Ahem.” He had said, trying not to seem too overenthusiastic, “Excuse me?” 

Hyunjin couldn't find a word to describe your appearance when you turned towards him. He described the moment to you eons later—in a heated argument of betrayal and trust that shook the very Earth itself—as the most beautiful thing he had seen since his birth.

“Oh hello there!” You had responded, not waiting for the angel’s response as you beckoned him to come and stand by your side, “Come look! This is always my favourite part.”

‘Favourite part’ evidently meant the stream of colours that had just erupted in front of you both, some rushing off rapidly in different directions, while some lay still joining together to form a nebula. Hyunjin had seen the creation of nebulae before, but this one was exceptionally magnificent to look at.

“That's…amazing.” Hyunjin breathed out, his eyes widening by the minute as he stared at the dance performance in front of him. You stood with a smug smile on your face.

“I’m quite proud of it actually.” You grinned at him, “I love making nebulae the most. Don't get me wrong though, I still like galaxies!” You threw him a wink, to which he sheepishly smiled

“I don’t see the point in nebulae much though.” He mumbled, trying to make conversation, “I mean, a poor star has to die in order to make such a divine formation.” He motioned towards the theatre of colours in front of you, “It seems odd doesn't it? For death to be so beautiful a thing?”

“I dont think it's odd.” You said, tilting your head, your gaze fixed on his, “I think it's a lovely thing. That the star, which was so beautiful in its first life—” You turned your head back towards the nebula and smiled wide, “—is allowed to be so beautiful in its second one as well.” You grinned with all your teeth this time, “Makes me wonder about all those humans down there on Earth. I think they’re rather lucky to have a life which is short, don't you think? They get to appreciate love better.”

“Appreciate it?” Hyunjin asked, feeling a creeping emotion cling to his wings. Did curiosity always feel this amazing?

“Of course! Loving is practically what anyone would—and should—live for!” You said in the same cheery tone, “Love wasn't made to be locked up in some cage and fed a beggar’s meal all day like Heaven thinks! Absolutely not!” Your eyes shone with determination, “Love was created to be talked about. Asked about. It was made to be yearned for, cried after and laughed about. Love, I think, took God the longest time to make. It would be hard, wouldn't it?” Your eyes softened, “To make something that is to be given so tenderly and felt so violently.” 

Hyunjin drew in a sharp breath at your words. He didn't comprehend the concept of love that well, having only been taught that it is a dangerous thing. Now he mused on what danger might feel like.

“Personally I think we angels should be allowed to live a mortal life at least once in this infinitely dreary life-span of ours. I do love the idea of love so much and maybe we’ll learn to appreciate warmth once in a while. Heaven does get so cold.” You laughed.

“So it’d be like some sort of mission?” Hyunjin asked, cocking his head to the side. You stared off into the distance for a while before answering, your eyes wider than ever before.

“Oh I have such a brilliant idea!” You said, radiant joy lacing every word you said, “Why haven't I ever thought about it ever before?”  You noticed the dark-haired angel staring at you in confusion before you started to explain, “Why don’t we suggest to Gabriel and everyone else to have a few angels be posted down on Earth?” You looked around you frantically, before your far-seeing eyes landed on a tiny blue dot floating about its own space, “So we can keep an even better check on them.” You smiled widely, before looking at Hyunjin and making an excited sound, “I should go right now if I want to catch Gabriel at a good time.”

Your wings seemed to have understood your excitement, as they fluttered rapidly, at the prospect of going down to the planet you and a few others had designed so carefully. A planet that was neither too hot nor too cold. A planet filled with your favourite creations of God. A planet that was just right. 

“Oh I never asked.” You snapped your gaze to him, “What is your name?”

Right. He never told you his name. What an idiot you are Hyunjin, he scolded himself, getting distracted by pretty angels.

“Hyunjin.” He said, bowing his head, “My name is Hyunjin.” 

“I’m Y/N.” You said, bowing your head back, your lucent halo shining so brightly in Hyujin’s face. He already knew your name. He had to bring you to Gabriel in chains.

“Well I’m off to Gabriel’s.” You said, “Thanks for the idea, Hyunjin!” 

Hyunjin never thought his name could sound so harmonious. So melodic, full of stories. A captivating name.

He relished that moment endlessly, all the while trying to suppress the carnal hunger within him that wanted to speak to you again. To explain all his thoughts and ask every question residing in his non-existent heart. He had that feeling that you’d know the answer to each of them. But he wouldn't have the opportunity to do that for a very long time.

A couple thousand years to be precise. 

In a paint store. 

Out in the middle of nowhere and yet in the middle of everything. 

Time always seemed faster to you after you became a demon. The same old routine—though it tired you out—seemed to continuously keep you on your toes. You couldn't remember the last time you looked up at the stars. For some reason unknown to you, you had always felt a special sort of connection to them, as if they were your own creation. You could always retrace your footsteps at night, feeling the warm splutters of light being shaped like soft clay in your hands. And then you’d forget it all by the morning.

It was only a dream, you’d surmise, demons don’t get dreams though.

But the dream you had that day was one you’d never dare to forget. 

The dream in which you stumbled upon a faintly familiar (absolutely gorgeous) angel, brought a few weird looking paints called gouache, realised you knew nothing about painting, and took up the angel’s offer to teach you.

The dream in which your colorless penthouse apartment held a little more colour when Hyunjin stepped into it, with a canvas and an easel and another home-stitched apron made just for you. A white one with tiny black cats on it. He always despised the fact that angels couldn't also turn into any animal they wanted. He wanted to be a snow-coat ferret. 

And the dream in which a sin was committed, a sin greater than when Eve sunk her teeth into God’s most precious jewel.

It didn't matter though. You weren't struck by Heaven’s lightning.

Just sweetly kissed on your forehead by Hyunjin as you both lay in bed, silently wrapped in each other’s arms tightly, afraid the other would float away if you let go.

“I think I want to love you.” Hyunjin said, "I think I really want to love you."

Love was for humans, not angels and demons.

"I think I do too." You said, breathing in his scent. It was the same old crisp smell of paint and a bit of something else. Rain maybe? Or was it pine? There were some traces of old paper as well but you thought—

"I love you, Y/N." Hyunjin exhaled shakily, "I love you so much." 

Love was not meant for demons.

"I love you so much too, Hyunjin."

Present

"How could I ever forget the time we met?" You chuckled, cuddling closer to Hyunjin. His warmth made you want to sleep so bad, but you persisted. Anything to complete a conversation with your favourite angel.

"I think that was the day I made up my mind to never leave Earth." Hyunjin said slowly, tentatively almost, “That was the day I found something—” He smiled, and closed his eyes, taking a breath in before continuing, “—that made me want to love again.”

“It's funny.” You chuckled, admiring a distant red star in the sky, “People would usually end that sentence with ‘live again’.” You sighed, the red star glistened again, “But we’re not people are we?” You nuzzled your nose into the crook of his neck.

Hyunjin’s arm beneath your neck slightly shifted, causing you to press your nose into his chest instead. Angels smell like rain, you thought. His breathing slowed down and you could hear the cogs in his brain turning. My angel smells like paint.

“Would you like to be human?” Hyunjin asked hesitantly. The constellation of Cassiopeia was particularly bright tonight, with her five stars reminding everyone of the downfall due to vanity. You shifted again, not saying anything. The same silence remained hanging in the air for a few minutes, with the two of you just taking in each other’s mellowness. And then you spoke.

“What do you think about love, Hyunjin?” You asked him, for perhaps the fifteenth time in five years. Every time he had been confronted with that question, he’d either never answer it or find a way to flirt with you. But he couldn't escape now, you thought. He was trapped in between your arms and your attack of a thousand tickling kisses was notorious for its ability to—

“Love…..” He started, “is practically what anyone would—and should—live for.” You tilted your head curiously up at him and he began to narrate.

“Somebody once told me that, you know?” He laughed, “Back in heaven. She loved the idea of love so much, she gave me an entire speech about it.” He cleared his throat dramatically.

“Love wasn't made to be locked up in some cage or thrown onto the streets.” His eyes seemed to gleam, “Love was created to be talked about. Asked about. It was made to be yearned for, cried after and laughed about. Love  took God the longest time to make.” It would be hard, wouldn't it?” His eyes softened down at you, as he pressed the umpteenth kiss of the night to your skin, “To make something that is to be given so tenderly and felt so violently.” 

 Those words…..why were they so familiar?

“But I think I disagree.” Hyunjin said again, saving you from the task of replying, “As much as I liked that idea back then, I think I find it a bit incorrect now that I know more about love.”

“It's not like you to disagree on most things.” You smiled to yourself. Though Hyunjin did like giving his own opinions very honestly, he didn't like to disagree or argue over other people’s choices. Unless it was his mortal friend Jisung of course. Hyunjin chuckled and raised his hand up to touch the sky. You followed his outstretched finger to where it was pointing and your gaze stopped on something. 

A nebula.

Though you were a demon, you were still technically a celestial being. So your vision stretched about as far as the Aries constellation’s multitude of galaxies. And maybe even farther. You didn't know though. You were far too lazy to waste your energy on peering at the sky. 

“You know that angel who told me about love?” Hyunjin dropped his hand back down onto the soft grass, “She was creating a nebula when she said that.” 

Hyunjin shifted to lay on his side, his wing beneath you stretching to adjust to the new position. He fluttered his eyes from your eyes to your lips, admiring all of your features in the process. You felt warmth cloud your cheeks and ears. He always did that to fluster you, and it was a battle you could never win. 

Reaching out a hand, he cupped your cheek in his palm. You melted into his touch and closed your eyes, relishing the moment like a touch starved human.

If this was what being human felt like, then you wanted to be human. 

“I think love is like a nebula.” Hyunjin said in a crooning voice, “Nebulas are created by the death of a star right?” He started to explain, amused at your confused expression, “When the star dies, those wisps of starstuff come together again to form something so beautiful, something which can support another galaxy, something that is as pretty as that late star.” He closed his eyes for a moment and opened them again, you could clearly see the mole beneath his eye, “That's what love is, I think.” 

You shifted in your place onto your side, and took him in—his words and his beauty. By God were both of them absolutely gorgeous. 

“Love is eternal.” Hyunjin’s voice was an early morning mist, “Love is something that can never truly die out, no matter what. It's those little things that we do without realizing it was the habit of someone in our past. It's the fact that we are all just made up of starstuff and little bits of someone else’s soul. In a way we are also nebulas, don't you think?” He brushed a strand of hair back behind your ear, his hands were still warm in the cold night’s air, “I think love is a mystery which shouldn't be solved. Just embraced.” You blinked, feeling the mellowness of him and for a moment, you thought it was a dream.“I don't think love should be felt violently. Just….warmly.”

His solid form pressed into you, the familiar rise and fall of his breath. Your fingers resting gently on his chest, and the sense of closeness sent a rush of feelings that almost hurt. Your mind spun as you tried to recall your memories as an angel. Were you the one who had told him about love?

Hyunjin looked at you, at the faint crease between your brows as if he were afraid to lose you again. His chest tightened, and for a moment, he allowed himself to think for a moment—just a moment—that an angel and a demon could defy the rules set by the one who created them. If God didn’t want love to exist between Hell and Heaven’s soldiers, then damn Them, Hyunjin thought.

“If love is a nebula…” You softly hummed, eyes flickering to his lips every now and then, “...that means it's always changing right?” Hyunjin nodded, taking note of the teasing expression on your face and taking his eyes down to the grass instead, “Then I think I want love to be us.”

In that second heartbeat of silence, Hyunjin looked up, his eyes blazing with passion, and before either of you could think, you pulled him by the neckline of his hoodie, your lips crashing onto his with a desperate intensity that left no room for doubt.   

Your breaths mingled, Hyunjin could see the flicker of longing in your gaze, the vulnerability you’d always tried to hide. With a hum, he closed the distance between your bodies, capturing your lips again with a tenderness that held nothing but love, both of you melting into the intensity of the moment. 

“Love is us.” You said, after pulling away from the brief moment of passion, “I think love is nothing but us.”

“An angel and a demon?” Hyunjin asked, his lips faintly pinkish and his cheeks even more so.

You shook your head, “A star and another star.”

Hyunjin laughed heartily and nodded, “A star and another star it is then.” He pressed his lips to your forehead, “Love is us.”

The cicadas were chirping. It was a beautiful, wintry night.

Two stars lay on a tiny mound in a park.

And even if the jealous stars

Break and shatter upon the milky way,

I will still see Heaven in your eyes.

[yeahspider]

STEP FIVE : THE ARRIVAL

a/n- um jeongin 👀 would yall be mad if i made this a poly fic ? i double bias hyunjin and jeongin so its just in my nature to give the mc tension with both of them . but can you really blame me for wanting everyone to kiss ? but n e ways we’ll deal with that later . thx for the love ! seriously it makes me smile and encourages me to write more . enjoy this chapter beloveds ! <3

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You couldn't get out of the car any faster upon arrival. Jumping out of Jeongin's lap and immediately stretching your legs. The rest of the car ride had been pretty chill despite Minho's dark declaration. With laughter pouring more than shots. The car had been filled with good energy. Until you hear puking sounds coming from the driver's side of the car. Rushing over you see Han spilling his guts into the grass.

"Oh I am so drunk," he says after laughing. Minho rushed to his aide and swooped him to the nearest restroom. Stating he was helping him get cleaned up. Which just left You, Jeongin, Changbin, and your best friend standing in the front of the car. Not wanting to thirdwheel. You suggested splitting up and checking the grounds before the real fun begins. CHangbin jumps at the idea, grabbing your friend's hand and rushing off.

Jeongin just smiled as he gestured for you to follow him. You didn't mind hanging with him until the rest of the group showed up. His presence calmed your nerves that were fried from being so tense all day. With him, it felt like you took a deep breath. In and Out. Without it feeling like you were gasping for air. You followed him over to a smaller campfire with the SKZ symbols engraved on the logs surrounding it.

Sensing your confusion Jeongin clarified for you. "We've been coming to this specific campaign set up for so long people just consider it ours. The other will now meet us here. He was allowed to circle the campfire and pick a log to sit on. Before pulling out a flask and handing it to you. Feeling like you were over the taste of tequila for the night you denied it.

"I promise it tastes good just try it." He urged with a blinding smile. Why was it so hard to say no to these boys. Opening your mouth and tilting your head back this pour was a lot smoother than before. Not a drop spilled. The taste on your tongue was heavenly, embarrassed yourself when you let out a moan.

"Good right? Hyunjin made some for us last night and it was so good I felt you had to share." The mentioning of his name causes you to choke slightly. Jeogin laughed as he patted your back.

"So you really do have a crush on him. Seungmin owes me 20 bucks."

Your eyes widened as the words left his lips. How does he know? How does Seungmin know? Who else knows? Was he making fun of you? Thoughts ran rampant as you fought the urge to run. Fought the urge to defend yourself. But something in his eyes told you he had no malicious intent. So you stayed silent and refused to give your truth up.

"Don't worry your secret is safe with me. I'm just waiting for you two to kiss already. Crushing on each other for years but both are too shy to make a move. It's classic Hyunjin, but maybe I underestimated you."

You were genuinely at a loss for words. None of what he was saying was making sense. Maybe he was drunker than what you initially thought. Or maybe you were. Nothing was clear. Nothing was solid.

"I see the way you look at him. Just waiting for him to pounce. I see the effort you put in tonight. It'll pay off. You look beautiful, Hyunjin won't be able to take his eyes off of you. It's like when you stare at the sun you're blinded to everything else. Light being all you can see" Jeogin was dangerously close to your face. It was like he was sending you a mental message. Begging you to read between the lines of his words. But it just left you more confused. All you knew was that in this moment with him your heart was fluttering. Yeah, you were pretty drunk. His lips inched closer to yours. You wanted him to kiss you so bad. You could see the want in his eyes, you were sure it was reflected in his eyes. Instead of his lips on yours, they grazed your ear.

"I'll help you get him." He said against your ear, peppering a light kiss on it. And leaving you more flustered than ever. Before you could ask him what he meant you hear a shout from behind your shoulder. A newly renewed, but still very drunk Hancomes running in your direction. Everyone else trailing behind him. Plopping himself in your lap and making himself comfortable. You allow him, not wanting to upset the boy who clearly just wanted some affection. Plus his attention was flattering. The group sends smiles your way as they gather around. Everyone was here but Hyunjin. Your heart ached. Did he change his mind after finding out you were here. Your mood immediately plummeted. This whole night can't be for nothing. You worked so hard planning it. Even getting it back on track every time it slowed or veered off course.

"Man, the parking here is terrible. It's almost like we should've come earlier." you hear a voice say behind you. Followed by a groan. A groan you recognized, Turning your head you lock eyes at the sole reason you stepped outside your house tonight. Hwang Hyunjin in all his glory. And he was walking towards you. If there wasn't a Han Jisung in your lap, you for sure would've bolted by now. With a comforting hand on your back, Jeongin whispered mere I got you. And with that, it was time to put the final steps of your plan into action.

[hyunjins-orange-slice-too]

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pairing: hyunjin x gender neutral reader

genre: hurt/comfort

word count: ~1.5k

warnings: eating disorder (specifically starving yourself), use of pet names (baby, sweet, love), hyunjin cries

an: this is the last repost i have from my dead blog. it was written waaaaay back when i was a hyunjin bias. and it’s been sitting in my drafts for a while now because i knew i would need it at some point. and that day has come. pls read with caution ⚠️ pls take care of yourself and skip this one if you need to. 🩷

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“Hey y/n, I’m home!” Hyunjin calls from the entryway. You can hear his keys jingle as he hangs them on their designated hook, and the sound of the deadbolt clicking into place as he locks the door behind himself. You hear the sound of him slipping off his shoes and the soft sound of his socked feet padding down the hallway. He gently turns the doorknob and pushes it open quietly. “Y/n? Are you dressed?” He asks, his eyes scrunched closed just in case.

You giggle softly. “Yes, Jinnie. I’m dressed.” He opens his eyes and steps into the room, closing the door behind him.

“Why are you in bed already? Are you sleepy?” He asks, sitting on the edge of the bed next to you. He pokes your arm, which is draped over your eyes.

“Headache.” You tell him.

“Oh.” He reaches for your free hand and gives it a squeeze. “Do you want some medicine?”

You shake your head no. “It will just make me nauseous if I take it on an empty stomach.”

“I can also bring you a snack.” He offers, smiling. Your lips form a thin line as you contemplate what he is offering and how you should answer. You decide the best course of action is to agree.

You nod. “Yeah, I guess that would be okay.”

He gets up and leaves the room. You hear him rustling around in the kitchen. You hear the shaking of the pill bottle as he opens it and dumps the contents into his palm. The sound of the cabinet door opening as he retrieves a glass and fills it with water, then a different cabinet opening and the crinkling of a wrapper. His socked feet softly pad back to the bedroom and he enters with the contents delicately balanced in his large hands. He places a sleeve of crackers on the bedside table, the sound of the crinkling from earlier.

“Here, sit up.” He says. You remove your arm from across your eyes and harsh light floods your corneas. Ouch. You squeeze your eyes shut tightly for a moment, then slowly open them again. There he is in front of you, a glass of water in his right hand and two small white pills in the palm of his left. His long hair is hanging in his face slightly, partly obscuring his eyes which are looking at you, concerned. You sit up and take the pills from him.

“Thank you, Jinnie.” You take the water glass from him and down the pills. He opens the sleeve of crackers and removes a few, handing them to you. He trades you for the glass of water which he sets on the nightstand. He sits back down next to you and his hand finds your thigh, his thumb rubbing softly back and forth as you force yourself to nibble on the cracker.

“Why do you have a headache?” He asks, his tone a little stern.

Shit. You knew where this was going. He knows there are only a couple things that will give you a headache, and he’s drawing conclusions as to which one is guilty this time. He’s smart, and he knows exactly what’s happened. You shrug in response to his question.

“Have you eaten today?” He stares at you, but you’re suddenly very focused on the salt on the half eaten cracker in your hands. “Besides that cracker?”

You slowly shake your head no, still not looking at him.

“Y/n it’s almost 6pm and you haven’t eaten today?” His hands run through his hair, pushing it away from his face. He’s frustrated with you. You can feel it radiating off his person. “You haven’t eaten since dinner last night? That’s almost 24 hours, y/n.” Oh he’s mad. “No wonder your head hurts.” He points to the cracker in your hand, which you still haven’t finished. “Why is that the first thing you’re eating today?”

You look down at the cracker, silently. “Y/n. Answer me.” He’s using your full name instead of one of his sweet nicknames for you, and you don’t like it. It makes you feel like you’re in trouble, which you guess is true.

“You weren’t with me..” you say quietly.

“No, we were both at work. What does that have to do with anything?”

You eat the rest of the cracker, mainly to give yourself time to think of a response. He patiently waits for you to finish chewing and then reaches for another cracker from the package and hands it to you.

“I’ve been having trouble with food recently..” you tell him, your eyes looking at the new cracker in your hand.

His hand goes back to your thigh, his tone softening as he says “why?”

You shake your head. “I don’t know.. When I’m alone, I have a hard time eating anything. I’ve been hungry since this morning, and I had a candy bar at my desk at work.” You look up at him, meeting his brown eyes. He nods at you to continue. “I’ve had that same candy bar for five days now.. I just stare at it. I think about opening it, what it would be like to eat it, what it would taste like. I even tell myself ‘I’m going to eat that candy bar. I’m hungry, it’s okay.’ But I never do. I had a staring contest with it all day today, and yesterday.” You sigh, defeated.

“Why can’t you eat it?” He asks, gently.

You shrug. “I think about how nice it would be to eat it, but then I think about how guilty and ashamed I will feel afterwards. How i don’t deserve that candy bar, how I’m fat enough and that-“

“You deserve to eat, y/n” he cuts you off. You’re looking down at the cracker again, your head still throbbing dully. “How could you say that you don’t deserve to eat?” He sounds so.. sad. He lifts your chin with his fingers, making you look at him. He cups your cheek gently in his palm. “Baby, you deserve food.” He says, firmly. “But, I still don’t understand what this has to do with me not being with you.”

You lean into his touch, closing your eyes for a second and breathing in his scent. It’s comforting. He gently rubs your cheek a few times with his thumb before removing his hand from your face and returning it to your thigh.

“Eating is easier when I’m with you.” You tell him. He still looks a little confused so you try to explain further. “You’re like.. my safe space. I don’t think about those things when I’m with you. So when we’re having dinner, I’m not focused on the fact that I’m eating, or if I deserve it or not, I’m focused on you.” You give him a small smile. “But I still feel guilty afterwards about how much I ate.” You tell him honestly. “I just usually keep that to myself.”

He gestures to the cracker in your hand, wanting you to eat it. So you do. You shove the whole thing in your mouth at once and chew it dutifully, wanting him to be proud of you for this small step. He waits for you to finish chewing before he pulls you into his chest, hugging you tightly.

“Baby, you listen to me.” He tells you, his voice stern yet caring. Sweet, but he wants you to know he means business. “You deserve to eat. You deserve so much more than that, but on a basic level you deserve to eat. I can’t be with you all the time. I wish i could my sweet, I really do. But I can’t. But you have to eat. If you’re having trouble, text me so I can help you.” He kisses the top of your head and you hear him sniffle. You try to lean away, to look up at him, but he holds you tight. “Promise me that you will text me. Promise me.”

“I promise, Jinnie.” You say into his chest. His hold on you loosens slightly and you lean back enough to look at his sweet face. He’s wiping a few stray tears off of his cheeks. “Why are you crying?” You ask. “I’m sorry if I upset you.”

He shakes his head quickly. “It just makes me sad that you feel this way. That you have thoughts like these and go through this daily. I just wish I could help you more.” He says quietly.

“Jinnie, you help me just by being you. By being here with me.” You tell him. He cradles your face in his hands and kisses your forehead.

“I’m going to go make dinner.” He says, looking into your eyes. “Would you like to stay here and rest?”

You shake your head no. “I’m feeling better. Could I maybe help with dinner?”

He smiles at you, kissing you gently. “Of course, my love.” He stands up and pulls you out of bed by the hand. “Let’s go.”

an: looking back on this now, it’s sad to think that i was in a place to write this and i can feel it coming back. but on a positive note, i feel like my writing has improved in the time since i wrote this. 🩷 so there’s that. now i guess im omw to go get a snack. it’s what hyunjin would want. heh

[cosmicalily]

my japanese kpop-stan mother gives kpop idols roles in her life (if she knew them) - SKZ, BTS, TXT and ENHYPEN

tagging @thevampywolf since she loves my mother and her iconic content (and my mum loves her too, they're like the same person at times welp)

my mum and dad are currently beefing about seungmin and jeongin bc both of them like to annoy each other so vote here on opinions and to hear the full story since it's fun

SKZ

chris - "my client." (for context, she's a psychologist, and she likes to assess kpop idols for fun)

minho - "he would have been my boyfriend, but i wouldn't marry him, because we're too similar, and we'd have too many cats and be a bit crazy."

changbin - "my workout buddy." (they're both gym rats)

hyunjin - "a popular boy in high school that i did a group assignment with."

jisung - "my best friend." (she thinks he's funny)

felix - "i probably would've had a crush on him when i was junior high school."

seungmin - "a guy i hated in high school." (mum's very minho coded, and so she'd probably beef with him the way minho does, so sorta affectionately)

jeongin - "my son in law." (she wants me to marry him, like she straight up told me she won't let me marry any other boy.)

TXT

yeonjun - "the nephew of a twin i didn't know i had." (she's getting a little too creative with these and this one made me snort)

soobin - "son in law."

beomgyu - "my best friend." (i'm actually scared of the chaos that would ensue)

taehyun - "school captain that i hated." (she actually loves taehyun and seungmin, but she thinks she wouldn't get on with them when she was young since she was very sassy and probably would clash personalities or get annoyed lmao)

huening kai - "my son." (he's her child in her opinion, and he reminds her of my little brother so she sees him as a son)

ENHYPEN

heeseung - "he would've been my boyfriend in high school." (duolingo has another person to battle here, although she says she wouldn't marry him or minho, because she's already married to my dad, which is cute lmao)

jay - "classmate in uni."

jake - "my neighbour's son who i didn't hang out with much." (i swear she's thought about these answers before sjgdhs)

sunghoon - "classmate."

sunoo - "my little brother." (this was cute, she has a very soft spot for him and i can see her protecting him and also fighting with him since they're both sassy)

jungwon - "a kid i made cry in primary school." (i'm literally WHEEZING)

niki - "my son." (he's a japanese boy, so of course he's close to her heart.)

BTS

jin - "the rich neighbour's son i hated." (the way she's beefing with so many idols i'm CRYING)

yoongi - "my friend in high school." (they'd get along well, i can see that)

namjoon - "a weird guy in my university class who liked making friends and tried to talk to me too much." (THE DETAIL HELP)

hoseok - "my best friend." (she once dreamt about him working in a theme park as one of those dress up characters lmao. him, gyu and hannie and her would be a chaotic and unstoppable team)

jimin - "my gay friend." (i asked her why she thought this, and she said he reminds her of me, and since i'm bi, she just decided that was the defining factor)

taehyung - "my brother." (she loves him, his music and his dog, he's her bias and i think he belongs in the 'has a soft spot for' category with jeongin, sunoo, huening kai, soobin and niki)

jungkook - "a kid who had a crush on me in junior high school." (i asked her if she liked him back, and she said even if she did, she would avoid him, since he'd be annoying. i think her reference for this was the seven music video and since then her view's been tainted)

my mother is such an icon for this welp, she was just like "you know let me give skz roles in my life," and then it turned into this

[laurenalpha123]

What I would like to do with each member in skz

Bangchan: I really want to have a talk with channie about life and the problems that come with it. I need to have a heart to heart conversation with Chris. His positive way of thinking and motivation are what made him my bias.

Lee Know: Honestly I just want this man to fuck me. He is my bias wrecker and I just want him to wreck me and ruin my little slutty hole. But honestly tho I feel him, he is feisty at the outside but that is his way of affection.

Hyunjin: I just wanna hang out with him. Maybe go to an art gallery or draw with him, and also maybe dance with him (even though I would totally embarrass myself because I CANT DANCE). I just love him he is soo sweet, how can people even hate him?

Chang bin: I think it is the same for Chang bin too. I would maybe go shopping with him, listen to music and we could even got to a karaoke. I just honestly love his bubbly personality.

Han: I guess I would wanna go to the karaoke with him. Maybe read Manga books with him. And just chat about our favourite things.

Felix: I guess we would also go to the karaoke, listen to music and go shopping. I would also chat with him at a cosy place while eating our comfort foods for a whole day.

Seungmin: I think we would listen to music. Chat for a while and eat food that we've never eaten

I.N: I think we will listen to music. Go shopping and eat lots and lots of food. I honestly think we'd go for like a picnic.

Note: Honestly I just really want them to be like my brothers except for some moments when I get wet for them. Anyway I love all stray kids members and I love them individually for different reasons. I am just like any other stay who's delulu like I'm ever gonna even meet them.

[baby-yongbok]

My Doctor: Okay, let's check your breathing.

*See's my SKZ bag and my Wolf Chan hanging from my bag and stares at it*

Doctor: Oh you like Stray Kids?

Me: Yeah, a lot actually.

*Stands quietly*

Doctor: Who's your bias?

*Me, shocked and excited, tells him my bias and he smiles.*

Doctor: I like Felix and the taller one who looks like him. What's his name again?

Me: Hyunjin?

Doctor: Yes! Hyunjin. I like them... okay, take a deep breath.

[leegemma]

Hiii, I hope you're good :3

I had this idea today and I cannot think of a better person to write it than you

So

Are we all conscious Jeongin has said many times he doesn't like being tickled??? Yes

And ofc the members know it too

SO

I was thinking of a fic like Jeongin actually loves being tickled, but he can't just admit it and that's why he always says he hates it (cuz yk, that's way easier than admitting you like it)

SO ONE DAY

IdkhowI'msorry

The members discover Innie's little secret, and ofc they completely WRECK him

Also, can you use indications number 3, 7, 14 and 29????

I'm sorry if it's too much but I needed to request it

Thank youuuu, have a good day/night/orwhatever<3

Hi sweet anon! Thank you for your request, I'm always happy to write for my ultimate bias 😍🩷

Hope you like it!

Enjoy:)

3 - “aww, you’re blushing!”

7 - “say it!”

14 - “it’s too embarassing!”

29 - “someone told me your little secret…”

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It all started one morning with a very bored Hyunjin. The boys had 2 days off and they decided to all spend it together at the 3racha+ Hyunjin dorm.

They all slept there together the night before, each boy sharing their room with another from the opposite dorm: Lee know slept with Han in his room, Felix slept with changbin, Seungmin slept with Chan, and Jeongin slept with Hyunjin.

When Hyunjin woke up the following morning, he looked to his right to see the baby bread tiredly scrolling on his phone. Hyunjin smiled and cuddled into him. "Innie~~"

I.N groaned. "What, hyung?"

Hyunjin teasingly poked the younger's side. "What's with the attitude so early in the morning?!"

I.N jumped with a squeal. "Nohot that."

Hyunjin smirked, knowing exactly what was about to go down. "Not what?" He wiggled his fingers into I.N's neck sneakily.

"STAHAHAP!" I.N tried to push the older's hand away, bringing up his shoulder to protect his neck.

Hyunjin pinned the maknae's wrists using his one hand and immediately started scratching on his tummy. "No thanks."

After a few more seconds of loud laughter, hyunjin suddenly stopped. Letting innie's hands go and smiling at the younger in adoration, tilting his head when he noticed the confused look on the other's face. "What?"

I.N shook his head. "Nothing..."

"Tell me!" Hyunjin demanded with a laugh.

"No, it's just because... Well, like... you know? You usually just don't stop so quickly." I.N shrugged, looking somewhat... disappointed?

Hyunjin stared at the boy in shock. "You- you wanted me to keep going?"

"No!" I.N mumbled. "I- never mind. I hated every second of it."

Hyunjin tried his best not to jump on top of the younger and squish him to death. Instead, he just got out of the bed calmly and left the room. "I'm gonna get a glass of water, stay here."

Instead of getting a glass of water, hyunjin got the whole gang. Telling everyone what he's just discovered about their lovely youngest.

"That's so cute!" Felix cooed.

"I need to explore that" Seungmin said mischievously.

"I need to exploit that." Lee know threw in.

And so, the whole group walked back to Hyunjin's room, where the clueless Jeongin was still laying on the bed, going over what had happend over again in his head. When he saw the 7 heads popping in the room, he was only getting more confused. "Why are you all in here? Shouldn't we hang out in the living room instead?"

"We can... right after we finish here." Chan smirked.

"W-what do you mean?" Jeongin wasn't stupid, he understood what was happening. He just hoped he was only being paranoid.

“someone told me your little secret…” Seungmin sat on the bed and quickly spidered over I.N's arm. Causing the other to squeal and pull away.

"Hyung!" He called, his heart beating faster and faster.

Han jumped next to Seungmin on the bed and pulled Jeongin's leg, setting it in his lap jellyfishing his knee (you know what i mean 😔) "do you have something you want to tell us, innie?"

I.N shook his head desperately. "No, no I don't."

"Are you sure?~" Changbin climbed on the bed and pulled I.N arms over his head, sitting on his wrists.

"DOHOHONT!" I.N squirmed desperately.

"He's already laughing! We didn't even start!" Felix giggled.

And with that, each one of the boys sat next to a spot: Chan on the armpits, minho on the hips, changbin in charge of neck and ears, hyunjin and Han had the legs, felix with the feet and Seungmin at the tummy and ribs.

"Please don't!" I.N begged.

"All you have to do is admit you like getting tickled!" Hyunjin announced.

"*love" Lee know corrected him teasingly.

"N-no! That would be a lie!" I.N was starting to get exited, finally they're doing this. He thought.

"Uh huh." Han teased.

"well if he's not going to admit it we'll have to help him." Chan shrugged.

The other boys nodded along, all counting down together from five while their wiggling fingers got closer and closer to Jeongin's body.

Jeongin, who was freaking out at this point, scared for his faith, took one ast deep breath before arupting into laughter when the 70 fingers reached him. "I CANAN'T!!!!"

"You can do anything you set your mind to." Changbin playfully encouraged as he fluttered his fingers against the boy's neck.

"NOHOHOHOHO! PLEASEEEEE!" I.N tried to squirm away to no avail l.

The boys all stopped for a second when they saw their youngest getting tired, hyunjin spoke first: “say it!”

I.N whined. “it’s too embarassing!”

"So you admit that it's true? You like being tickled?" Han asked with a smile.

"*love" Lee know corrected once again.

I.N glared at Lee know for a second, then turned to look at the ceiling as he couldn't bear looking at the boys and wasn't physically able to look at the floor in his very complicated position. "But fine... I g-guess I admit it."

“aww, you’re blushing!” chan poked baby bread's cheek.

"Shut up..." I.N mumbled.

"You be careful with what you say." Felix warned with a well aimed poke to the youngest's lowest rib.

"HA!" I.N dramatically laughed and jumped away.

The boys all smiled and coo, deciding to let I.N go.

"We're glad you told us Innie." Hyunjin smiled as he stroked I.N's hair.

"Well you kind of forced me to. But... I'm also kinda glad I told you guys." Jenging admitted, cuddling close to Hyunjin and Han who were both at his sides.

"Don't worry, you'll get a lot more of this now that we know." Lee know smiled as he joined the cuddle puddle, tempting all the pther boys to join too. Leaving I.N surrounded with the overflowing love from his big brothers.

"We love you maknae!"

[blink-once-i-stay]

Intro Post

Hey everyone,

My name is Belle (she/her) and I am a minor. Things that I am interested in: I love to hang out with my dog (she is 4 years old and the cutest Border Collie EVER), and listening and watching kpop (I am a HUGE kpop stan and my ultimate bias is Hyunjin from Stray Kids and my bias-wrecker is Sunghoon from Enhypen. I stan kpop groups such as Blackkpink, Twice, Itzy, Stray Kids, and many more, if you stan kpop like me, you will know some of the references in my username!).

Anyway, on this account, I will be posting random stuff that is going on in my life. Some of it may be TOTALLY random, and I might just rant on about how my life is.

[miel-ji]

𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 <3

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A/N: hi hi! Welcome to my blog <3 I'm a new writer and I’m still trying to figure stuff out. But thank you to everyone who has shown my writing love! Feedback, comments, and reblogs are greatly appreciated. Don’t be afraid to interact with me or send requests. I’d love to hear from you guys!

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<key: a= angst, f= fluff, s= smut> Bang Chan:

Nightmare {word count: 1.5k} a

・❥・Summary:  you were awoken by Chan because of a nightmare that you were having who tries to help you feel better and go back to sleep 

Waiting For You {word count: 1.6k} a

・❥・Summary: Chan is feeling overwhelmed, and you’re there to comfort him 

Lee Know:

Rosé {word count: 3.9k} f

・❥・Summary: Your boyfriend, Minho, texts you to come over to his place suddenly without giving you many details, only to pretend that you’re going on a really nice date

Changbin:

Started Off Right {word count: 2.3k} f

・❥・Summary: Changbin has been helping you honor your New Year’s resolution of going to the gym, turning your workout sessions into another opportunity for dates.

Hyunjin:

Don't Let Me Go {word count: 2k} f, a

・❥・Summary: You were finally able to see Hyunjin when you joined him on his tour, but he suddenly gets food poisoning to which you want nothing more than for him to feel better. 

It's My Problem {word count: 2.2k} a

・❥・Summary: You’ve been overworked and stressed from university, and it causes you to neglect the one thing in your life that eases your mind from it all 

Han:

Something Changed {word count: 5.7k} f, a

・❥・Summary: You’re going to your first ever party in university (partly because a certain barista invited you). You swear he’s been flirting with you, but maybe he’s just really friendly with everyone?

Sunshine {word count: 1.7k} f

・❥・Summary: It’s the first time that Jisung is coming over to your apartment to hang out… alone.

All I Ask {word count: 3k} f

・❥・Summary: Jisung had planned to go out on a date with you, but you both decided you’d have more fun together just staying in. 

Felix:

All I Ever Wanted {word count: 6.6k} f, a

・❥・Summary: Your roommate Felix has the idea to take his best friends on a beach trip. You instantly agree, loving the idea and you quickly plan it all. 

Now You Do {word count: 1.9k} f, a

・❥・Summary: You feel ready to confront your fear of the ocean, so your boyfriend, Felix, helps you take the next steps. 

Seungmin:

Wanted It Forever {word count: 2k} a

・❥・Summary: After a fight unresolved, you’re left to wonder if there is even a relationship anymore to salvage

I.N:

I Promise You This {word count: 9.3k} f, a

・❥・Summary: Jeongin and you were always a perfect match, but that didn’t matter when nothing worked in your favor. You tried to accept that over your years of friendship, but what happens when nothing is in the way anymore

Ot8:

Taking Care of Drunk!Skz {word count: 6.9k} f

・❥・Summary: You weren’t able to go out with him that night, but good thing because when he gets home, it’s up to you to take care of him. 

Skz Taking Care of Drunk!You {word count: 7k} f

・❥・Summary: He wasn’t able to go out with you that night, but good thing because when you get home, it’s up to him to take care of you.

Time stamps: { 12:01 am } { 8:16 pm }

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𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘦:

Name- Yoli

Bday- 14/09/00

Mbti- intj 

Bias- ot8

[skinzchoerim]

Bias Tag Game

Thanks so much @rieloving-mess for tagging me! To prevent OOO from dominating the list since they're my favorite people ever, I decided to pick max two members of the same group

Rules: you're going to pick 10 of your biases (or as many biases as you have and then fill in the rest of the spots with idols you like) and number them 1-10, then answer the questions below. Try not to look at the questions before you make your list!

If you haven't done it and you want to @shyreol @sapphonoticeme then I'd love to see your take on it!!

1. Yoojung (OnlyOneOf)

2. Jungwoo (NCT)

3. Choerry (Odd Eye Circle)

4. Hyunjin (Stray Kids)

5. Key (SHINee)

6. MK (ONF)

7. KB (OnlyOneOf)

8. Lee Know (Stray Kids)

9. Ten (NCT/WayV)

10. Hyunjin (Loossemble)

Questions and answers below!

1. Between 7 and 5, who did you bias first?

Key, in 2017 I think?

2. Between 2 and 6, who are you more attached to?

Jungwoo, hands down

3. If you were to spend the day with either 3 or 1, who would you choose and what would you do?

I think a hang out with Taeyeob would be really cool, and I'd love us to visit the place where they filmed begin. Maybe I'd also use the opportunity to eat my first burger there cause I keep putting it off

4. What is your favorite physical feature about 9?

His side profile, especially his nose

5. What is your favorite part of 6's personality?

I don't know much about ONF members' personalities since I'm stanning them for their music, but he seems like someone who's got very positive energy. He also has one of my favorite voices in kpop, which is why he's on the list

6. If you were to tell 8 anything you wanted, what would you tell them?

I'd ask him "How the hell did you manage to craft a public persona that's both enigmatically unserious and surprisingly genuine?" He'd probably blink at me and walk away, wouldn't he

7. Between 1 and 2, whose closet would you raid?

Taeyeob's hoodies and hats seem really cozy, and we sort of have a similar style anyway

8. What is a style that you want to see 3 try?

The best way I can describe my vision is dark and elegant with a dash of fairy. Something like the photoshoots for (g)i-idle's oh my god or red velvet's psycho, but a little more sparkly and whimsical

9. Between 5 and 4, who are you closer to in height?

Apparently Kibum is 1cm shorter, so him

10. Between 10 and 9, whose music do you like the best?

Wow this is a complicated one. Since loossemble haven't debuted yet, I'm gonna do loona vs wayv (in this case I'd choose loona) and loona vs nct as a whole (I'd choose nct)

[what-if-nct]

Omg do we still share dreams here? If not, time to bring that back! I guess I'm in my Johnny era right now and had the cutest dream ever. Let me preface by saying dream me and real me are different enough people, real me isn't in love Johnny, idk him but dream was in love with him.

So we were in a drugstore, I think we worked there but were off and just hanging out there. Johnny set up a Valentine's display of make up, chocolates and crystals. (Not really relevant but there was a red star shaped crystal, and real life me NEEDS that). Then I realized I could buy it but didn't. And then two other random people showed up, they were a couple, and friends of ours, I guess. And there was this other girl, who happened to be Johnny's love interest/girlfriend. She was really sweet and they really liked each other. So cute. I must have looked sad because Johnny approached me and asked why I never swiped right on him on a dating app. Told him I never came across him. Which was the truth for dream me. He said "that's too bad"

Then all of a sudden we were at a school. It was like college themed classes but was actually my middle school (which is hilarious because I have resentment from moving from that school) Then we were on a break from classes just hanging around outside, I was by myself. This random guy approached me and told me that he liked that I didn't interfere in Johnny's relationship and respected me for that. Then when I went back to class Johnny wasn't there anymore. So rude, thought we were besties???

Anyways, through this dream I had a weird feeling in my chest, like my heart was warm from being around him. It was a really nice feeling and I really hope everyone gets to experience that feeling in their life. It was so wholesome.

I was relieved when I woke up and didn't feel like that and things were normal. But super bummed that we weren't besties.

I'm off work and have to go back next week and I think I might be having some anxiety about that.

Yeah, of course you can share your kpop dreams, I've actually had a few kpop dreams the past few weeks but I genuinely can't share them with the public like it's worse than my Park Jisung dream that still haunts me to this day. I still can't look at Jisung the same way even though it was a dream from a year ago. But yes yes tell me all the dreams.

Oh my gosh that is both such a sweet lovely dream but also has a hint of sadness like things just didn't work out because of timing. Like you both had feelings for each other but you just kinda missed out. But also the fact you don't really pay Johnny any mind in real life but you have big feelings for him in a dream. The same thing happened to me with Hyunjin, I just dreamt about him out of nowhere one day and well you can obviously see what has happened, Hyunjin even dethroned Yixing as my ult bias. So I say keep an eye out for Johnny he'll sneak up on you one day and it's over from that moment on.

[hyunjinsjeans]

Hi, welcome to my blog!

*I follow and like from my main (@/micallum) and reblog here.

⛔️ This is a MINORS DO NOT INTERACT kind of blog ⚠️ That was a warning.

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My name is Maria, but I prefer to go by M on this site. Whatever you want to call me is fine.

I speak Spanish and English, German and some French (keyword: "some"😅).

I am learning Korean but pls do not assume I’m good at it. I’m still a beginner and read slowly.

I enjoy reading and watching the dumbest romantic comedy available.

You'll find me mostly rambling about Stray Kids and Ateez.

My skz bias, please read the room (HYUNJIN, it’s Hyunjin).

My Ateez bias is a rotation of Mingi/San/Wooyoung.

I like writing and I might post some fics at some point. I'm reading, I'm vibing, and I'm hanging out.

Cat person.

Sporty but in a cute way. (This is a lie, I’m v much a bro when I’m playing anything)

Decent cook. Seriously, ask me about cooking or baking, I love doing it and I’m good at it.

Helplessly romantic. I have been known to cry at insurance companies’ commercials.

A note about my blog:

Sometimes I don’t have the time to finish reading/reading a fic so I use my own blog as a “library”. Fics I want to read are tagged “tbr” and/or “reading list”.

[dudadragneel]

Hiii Duda I Hope that you’re having a good day today and that uni is going well for you. (It’s KILLING me)

I had a thought today in class and I was like, how do you think Felix would would get sick, since Felix is your top bias in giving you the mic 🎤 to talk about him as much as you like! Hahaha. Do you think he’d get sick like slowly or all at once and suddenly? Do you think he’d be a loud puker or a quiet one? Consistency and everything, What would he need to feel comforted ?

- 🦄

Hello, dear 🦄!

HONEY I DID NOT FORGET ABOUT YOU! I'M SORRY FOR NOT ANSWERING BEFORE!

In a way I am having a good day. How about you?

Well, I'm not going back to uni this semester due to personal reasons, so I'm trying to figure out what to do with this 'extra' time given to me 😅

I need to start working on my final project since I'll be graduating in July next year but at the same time I can bring myself to do it and I feel guilty about taking time for myself until I go back to class (since I'm not on vacations) 🥺

Hang in there! We're in this together!

Okay, let's go!

Felix seems to be the type to not want to bother others when he is sick, like, with a cold or the flu, he doesnt want the members to be close so they wont get sick as well. It would be the same with y/n. Taking that into account, I think he'd get sick slowly, but he'd keep it to himself, so to the others it would look like it was all of a sudden! But if he was feeling, really bad, like unbearable, he'd seek his hyungs and y/n for help.

I believe he is a quiet one, again because he doesnt want to bother or worry the others.

Just like I said with Hyunjin, the consistency would depend on the situation. If he had just eaten, it would be thick and difficult to come out, making him suffer a little. If he had drunk water, juice, liquid in general, it'd be more watery. Now, let's say he was sick with the flu and kept on swallowing phlegm, he'd eventually get sick because it'd be filling up his stomach, and then it would be gooey and gross, which would lead to him throwing up more and more.

Hugs! Hugs! Cuddles! He'd need a lot of that 🥺

💜

[withleeknow]

HAHAHAHA your 🦌☁️ update: I love this for you + mathematically-speaking, it's directly proportional to the 23 hybe curse- exhibit a: vm.tiktok.com/ZGdNQFSbq/ yes the entirety of enville are in tears over this development + the tour whiplash I'm getting from walk-the-line to dominATE - exhibit b: vm.tiktok.com/ZGdNQB6ow/ come get your mans or hope this serves as inspiration for another self-indulgent piece

oh my pink mic'd moon 🌕 he's giving us everything bc this is what it feels like to be bias-wrecked by my own bias and tinyurl.com/re7kbzw6 is so coming-of-age k-drama-coded 🥺🥺

lmao I metaphorically ran to share this w/ you - idk how meta my feed has gotten but ✨️ onigiri fendi bag ✨️ tinyurl.com/4c6aeeew I am so glad this is well out of budget 😭😭

also your zombie apocalypse team? 10/10 reasoning and whilst I fully adore our boba-eyed maknae + mimo, I'd personally swap them out for key + papa minho bc that dynamic wld get me through any crisis w/ a 100% success rate (+🐈‍⬛ for brainrot husband reasons)

ok foul of you for those two tiktoks :) did he(e) (hehehhehe lmao that was lame) have no other choice but to literally haunt my dreams ever since i started looking at 🐈‍⬛ and 🐧 a little too much. unfortunately i don't remember what the dream this time was about, just that it was very cute but akshdkjsk that was two times in like 10 days!! he is quite literally shoving himself into the microwave again and it's gonna be bad for me this time i just know it

this one was awful... the video was never-ending... then you have hyunjin just taking over at the end... if there's a self-indulgent piece i'm afraid it won't be very sfw aldksjksdj

the shot with the chest ugh HELLO. the vibe for ksj1 through all the snippets and concept pics is just chef's kiss 🤌 and it looks like hobi is already cooking something up (cough, the "wip" in his insta bio), we're gonna be too well fed i fear 🫠 (also i'm highkey manifesting a jin appearance on jaefriends in the coming days to promote his stuff)

ONIGIRI BAG ?? price tag aside GOD can you imagine a little uppie leebit or jiniret or RJ hanging off the bag !!! 😭

oh my god i didn't even think about key and papa minho. 🐈‍⬛ for survival reasons and the old married couple for mental health reasons sounds like an ideal situation. this reminds me, i don't think i've ever seen shinee interact with enha? 🧐 or maybe my algorithm has just never taken me to that corner of the internet yet lol