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The Only Gift That Matters | Y.JW
A Birthday Special
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Pairing: idol!jungwonx fem!reader Genre: FLUFF!!
Summary: After his final tour performance, Jungwon expects a simple celebration—until he walks in and finds you waiting for him. With the help of his meddling members, you’ve flown across the world to surprise him on his birthday, turning an ordinary night into one he’ll never forget.
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The deafening cheers of thousands of ENGENEs still echoed in Jungwon’s ears as he walked offstage, his heart hammering in his chest. The adrenaline of performing had yet to fully subside, leaving his body buzzing with energy despite the exhaustion creeping into his limbs. Sweat clung to his skin, the fabric of his stage outfit slightly damp from the hours of dancing and singing under the bright, flashing lights.
He ran a hand through his damp hair, exhaling deeply as he stepped into the backstage area, the distant sound of fans still chanting his name beyond the arena walls. The final show of the tour was over. Just like that.
Jungwon felt a strange mix of pride and relief settle in his chest. The months of rehearsals, traveling, and performing in different cities had been exhausting, but it was all worth it for the moments he got to share with the fans. Now, as the weight of the past few weeks settled on him, he realized just how drained he was.
The other members were already backstage, toweling off sweat and chugging water bottles as staff buzzed around them, congratulating them on another successful concert.
“Damn, that was crazy,” Jay muttered, shaking out his arms as he collapsed onto one of the couches. “The energy tonight was insane.”
Sunghoon nodded, still catching his breath. “I swear, they were even louder than last night.”
“Louder than every other stop, honestly,” Sunoo chimed in, giggling as he wiped his face with a towel. “My ears are still ringing.”
Jungwon smiled at their words, a sense of warmth spreading through him. He loved that no matter how exhausting things got, they could all share these moments together.
“You good, Won?” Heeseung’s voice broke through his thoughts, drawing his attention.
Jungwon blinked, realizing he had been standing still for a moment too long. “Yeah,” he nodded, offering a tired smile. “Just taking it all in.”
Ni-ki slung an arm over his shoulders with a grin. “You should. It’s your birthday, Hyung!”
Jungwon chuckled at the nickname. It had started as a joke because of his leader status, but over time, it had stuck. He shook his head playfully. “It’s just another day.”
The members collectively groaned.
“Bro, don’t say that,” Jake protested, nudging him. “It’s your birthday, AND you just finished performing for engenes. We have to celebrate.”
Jungwon laughed, shaking his head again, though he appreciated their enthusiasm. “We’ll see.”
Unknown to him, his members were all exchanging knowing glances. They were doing their best to act casual, but Jungwon was too exhausted to notice the small smirks, the barely concealed excitement in their eyes.
Something was definitely up. But for now, Jungwon was just grateful for a moment to breathe.
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Earlier that day, long before Jungwon stepped off the concert stage drenched in sweat and glowing with the high of performing, you had landed in the city, excitement and nerves warring inside your chest.
You had spent weeks planning this trip, coordinating your schedule around his tour, booking flights, and making sure everything was set up perfectly. The hardest part, though, had been keeping it a secret.
Jungwon wasn’t the type to ask too many questions, but he always had a way of sensing when something was up. That’s what made this surprise so difficult to pull off—because if anyone knew you well enough to figure out when you were hiding something, it was him.
Luckily, you had an accomplice.
“Flight’s on time. You should be landing in the afternoon,” Heeseung had texted you the night before. “I’ll make sure Jungwon’s distracted.”
You had smiled at the message, grateful beyond words. Heeseung had been your lifeline in pulling this off.
And now, after hours of flying and navigating through airport crowds, you were finally here, standing in a quiet hallway backstage, hidden from view as the concert continued just beyond the walls.
Your heart pounded against your ribs, fingers tightening around the handle of your small carry-on bag. Even though you had traveled all this way, the nerves had only grown stronger.
What if he was too tired to enjoy the surprise? What if he was overwhelmed? What if—
“Stop overthinking,” Heeseung’s voice cut through your thoughts, his usual teasing lilt present as he approached you from around the corner.
You let out a breath, forcing a small laugh. “I can’t help it.”
He smirked. “You think Jungwon’s not gonna be the happiest man alive when he sees you? Please.”
The words made your heart warm, but the nerves remained. “I just want it to be perfect.”
Heeseung rolled his eyes playfully, then reached for your bag. “Come on, let’s get you set up before he gets suspicious.”
You let him take it, following him as he led you through the backstage area with practiced ease. The energy in the venue was electric—staff members moving in and out of rooms, the faint sound of Jungwon’s voice echoing from the stage as he spoke to the fans.
The reality of just how close you were to him hit you hard.
A whole month had passed since you last saw Jungwon in person. Video calls and texts only did so much when all you really wanted was to be by his side, to feel the warmth of his presence, to hear his laughter without a screen separating you.
And now, in just a short while, he would be standing in front of you again.
Heeseung must have sensed your growing emotions because he nudged you lightly. “Hey, don’t cry yet. You still gotta make it through the surprise.”
You let out a watery chuckle, wiping at your eyes. “I’m not crying.”
“Not yet,” he corrected, grinning.
You shook your head at him, but you were grateful for his humor—it made everything feel a little easier.
Heeseung led you to one of the smaller backstage rooms, where a few staff members were already setting up the decorations. The other members had given their input earlier, making sure everything was just right.
A string of warm fairy lights hung around the room, casting a cozy glow. A table had been set up with a beautifully decorated cake, simple but elegant, with “Happy Birthday, Leader Won!” written in icing.
A large banner stretched across one wall, displaying the same message in bold, playful letters.
The sight made your heart swell. Jungwon wasn’t the type to demand grand celebrations, but that was exactly why you wanted to make sure he had one. He deserved to be showered with love, to be reminded of how much he meant to everyone around him.
“You guys really went all out,” you murmured, taking it all in.
Heeseung shrugged. “Of course. We have to make sure our leader feels special.”
You smiled, running your fingers lightly over the edge of the table. “He’s going to love this.”
Heeseung clapped his hands together. “Okay, so here’s the plan. Jungwon’s still out there, finishing up the concert. Once he comes backstage, he’ll head to the dressing room to cool down, right?”
You nodded, already knowing his post-concert routine.
Heeseung continued. “While he’s in there, we’ll gather everyone here, and when he walks in, we’ll hit him with the surprise. You’ll be hiding behind the curtain until I give you the signal.”
Your stomach flipped. “Got it.”
He gave you a once-over, then smirked. “You look nervous.”
“I am nervous,” you admitted with a small laugh.
He placed a hand on your shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “Trust me, the moment he sees you, he won’t care about anything else.”
You swallowed past the lump in your throat, nodding. “I hope so.”
Heeseung grinned. “Oh, and by the way—you owe me for this. Big time.”
You laughed. “I’ll buy you dinner, okay?”
“Dinner and bubble tea.”
“Fine.”
Heeseung looked satisfied with that, then glanced at the clock. “Alright, we have about fifteen minutes before he comes offstage. You ready?”
You took a deep breath, placing a hand over your rapidly beating heart. “Ready as I’ll ever be.”
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Fifteen minutes felt like an eternity.
You stood behind the thick black curtain in the small backstage lounge, nerves bubbling under your skin as the final notes of the encore song faded. The sound of thousands of ENGENEs screaming filled the venue, their voices blending into a beautiful, deafening chorus.
Jungwon was still out there, soaking in the last moments of the tour with his members, saying his final thank-yous to the fans. He was probably bowing now, flashing that tired but grateful smile that you had seen so many times in videos and pictures. Only this time, you weren’t watching from a screen. You were here.
Heeseung had disappeared momentarily to check on the progress, leaving you alone in your hiding spot. Your hands trembled slightly as you smoothed down your outfit, making sure everything was perfect.
The thought of seeing Jungwon after a whole month had your heart racing. Would he cry? Would he be too overwhelmed? You knew how much he tried to hold back his emotions sometimes, especially when it came to himself. He always put others first, always prioritized his members, his fans, his work.
But tonight, tonight was about him.
A soft rustling sound snapped you out of your thoughts, and then Heeseung’s voice came from the other side of the curtain. “Showtime.”
You swallowed hard. “He’s coming?”
“Yup. He’s in the dressing room now, freshening up. We have about five minutes before he walks in.”
You nodded, inhaling deeply to steady yourself. “Okay.”
The room outside was already set. The other members had gathered, all of them doing their best to act casual, but you could hear the suppressed excitement in their voices.
“Don’t act weird, guys,” Jake whispered. “He’ll know something’s up.”
“Dude, just stand normal,” Sunghoon replied.
“What does ‘stand normal’ even mean?” Jay shot back.
A soft whack sound followed. “Ow, Sunoo!”
“Shut up and just smile,” Sunoo hissed.
You pressed a hand over your mouth to stifle a laugh. It was almost funny how much effort they were putting into this. Jungwon would probably be too exhausted to even notice at first, but knowing how sharp he was, you wouldn’t be surprised if he picked up on their energy.
Still, the setup was perfect.
The fairy lights gave the room a warm, inviting glow, casting soft shadows on the walls. The cake sat neatly on the table, an elegant white-frosted design with subtle gold accents. The words Happy Birthday, Captain! were written in neat cursive, surrounded by tiny edible stars. The members had insisted on keeping the decorations simple—nothing too over-the-top, but still meaningful.
And then there was the banner.
A large, hand-painted sign stretched across the back wall, filled with personal messages from the members. Little doodles of Jungwon’s favorite things were scattered across it—his favorite snacks, his beloved cat-shaped drawings, even a small, cartoon version of himself.
It was the kind of effort that showed just how much they loved him.
You smiled to yourself, already imagining the look on his face.
A sudden shuffle of footsteps in the hallway made your breath hitch.
“Oh, oh, he’s coming—”
“Positions, everyone!”
You quickly pressed yourself further into the corner, holding your breath. The curtain concealed you entirely, and from this angle, you had a perfect view of the entrance.
The door handle turned.
For a moment, silence filled the room, thick with anticipation. Then, the door swung open and the room fell into an instant hush.
Jungwon stepped inside, still towel-drying his damp hair, his oversized black t-shirt hanging loosely on his frame. His post-performance glow was evident—cheeks flushed, eyes slightly dazed from the adrenaline still coursing through his veins.
He blinked at the sight before him.
The members stood scattered around the room, trying way too hard to act normal. Jay was casually leaning against a table—except his elbow slipped, nearly knocking over a bottle of water. Sunghoon looked suspiciously stiff, like he had rehearsed his “natural” stance too many times. Ni-ki was covering his mouth, eyes already sparkling with suppressed laughter.
Jungwon frowned slightly. Something is up.
Then, his gaze landed on the fairy lights, the cake, and finally, the massive Happy Birthday, Leader Won! banner staring back at him.
Before he could process it, the members erupted into cheers.
“Surprise!”
Jungwon flinched at the sudden noise, nearly dropping his towel. “What the—” He looked around, squinting. “What’s going on?”
“You really thought we wouldn’t do anything for your birthday?” Jake smirked, stepping forward to throw an arm around Jungwon’s shoulders.
Jungwon scoffed. “I knew you guys were being weird today.”
“Define weird,” Sunghoon said innocently, shifting slightly to block the suitcase near the couch.
Jungwon narrowed his eyes. “You were all too normal.”
“Bro, we’re always normal,” Jay deadpanned.
“I stand by it.”
The members cackled.
Heeseung, who had been standing off to the side with his arms crossed, finally spoke up. “Actually…” He smirked. “We have one more present for you.”
Jungwon groaned dramatically, rubbing his face. “Please tell me it’s not another embarrassing video montage—”
“Oh, it’s better.”
Before Jungwon could question it, Heeseung gave a small nod toward the curtain.
That was your cue.
You stepped out, heart hammering against your ribs as you finally locked eyes with Jungwon.
For a moment, time seemed to stop.
Jungwon’s entire body went rigid. His mouth parted slightly. His hands, which had been resting at his sides, twitched like his brain was struggling to send a signal. His chest rose and fell with an unsteady breath.
The members were watching eagerly, as if they were witnessing a dramatic K-drama finale.
Then, after what felt like an eternity, Jungwon finally found his voice.
“…Wait.”
His voice cracked slightly.
Ni-ki snorted.
Jungwon’s gaze darted from your face to the suitcase near the couch, then back to you. His lips parted again, but all that came out was:
“HUH?”
The room erupted.
Sunoo doubled over, clutching his stomach. Jake fell onto the couch, wheezing. Ni-ki looked like he was about to pass out from laughing.
Jungwon, however, remained frozen.
You bit your lip to keep from laughing as you stepped closer. “Surprise.”
That was all it took.
Jungwon suddenly lunged.
He reached you in seconds, wrapping his arms around you so tightly that your feet nearly left the ground. A startled laugh escaped you as you stumbled backward slightly, your arms instinctively wrapping around his neck.
“You—You’re really here?” His voice was muffled against your shoulder, trembling slightly.
You nodded against him, your heart swelling. “I’m here.”
Jungwon pulled back just enough to look at you, eyes wide and glassy. “You… You really flew all this way? Just for me?”
You smiled. “Of course. I wouldn’t miss your birthday for anything.”
Jungwon exhaled sharply, like he was still trying to process it. Behind him, the members were still enjoying the show.
Jake wiped away fake tears. “This is beautiful.”
“He’s in shock,” Sunghoon whispered.
“No thoughts. Head empty,” Ni-ki added.
Jungwon ignored them, his hands still gripping your arms as if grounding himself.
“You okay?” you asked, pressing a hand to his cheek.
He blinked slowly. “No. I think I’m malfunctioning.”
The members lost it again.
Sunoo wiped a nonexistent tear from his eye. “We’ve lost our leader, everyone.”
Heeseung clapped Jungwon’s back. “A thank you would be nice.”
Jungwon finally tore his gaze away from you to glare at him. “Shut up.”
You giggled, reaching up to press a soft kiss to his cheek. “Happy birthday, love.”
Jungwon let out a small, breathless laugh, finally pulling you into another tight hug. “This is the best birthday ever.”
The members groaned loudly.
“Oh my god, he’s so whipped,” Jay muttered.
“Just now realizing that?” Sunghoon scoffed.
You laughed against Jungwon’s shoulder, feeling his grip tighten just a little more.
And in that moment, you knew—no matter how much they teased him, no matter how chaotic things got—this was exactly where you were meant to be.
Jungwon still hadn’t let go of you.
It had been a full minute since the initial shock wore off, but he kept his arms locked around you, his head resting against your shoulder like he was afraid you’d disappear if he let go.
“Okay, we get it, you missed her,” Jay teased, breaking the silence.
Jungwon finally pulled back—just enough to turn and glare at him. “Shut up, Jay.”
Jay smirked. “You’re not even denying it.”
“Because it’s true,” Heeseung added with a knowing grin.
Jungwon sighed, shaking his head before turning back to you. His hands stayed on your arms, his touch warm and grounding. “How long are you staying?”
You smiled. “A few days.”
His shoulders visibly relaxed. “Good.” Then, quieter, just for you, he murmured, “I don’t want you to leave too soon.”
Your heart melted.
Before you could respond, Ni-ki clapped his hands together. “Alright, lovebirds, we do have a cake waiting.”
Jungwon sighed dramatically but finally—reluctantly—let you go. You laughed at the way he immediately reached for your hand again, intertwining his fingers with yours as he turned to face the rest of the group.
Jake grinned. “Alright, birthday boy, make a wish.”
Sunghoon nudged him. “You don’t need to. Your biggest wish literally just walked in.”
The members groaned at the cheesiness, but Jungwon?
He just smiled.
You swore his grip on your hand tightened slightly.
With a soft chuckle, he stepped forward to the table, staring at the cake. The warm fairy lights made the white frosting glow softly, and the words Happy Birthday, Captain! stood out in elegant cursive.
Jungwon exhaled deeply. “This is really nice, guys.”
Sunoo beamed. “Of course. You deserve it.”
Jungwon gave him a small, grateful smile before closing his eyes for a moment. Then, with a deep breath, he blew out the candles.
The room erupted into cheers.
“Yay, our leader is another year older!” Ni-ki teased.
“Another year shorter,” Sunghoon muttered under his breath.
Jungwon turned to glare at him. “I heard that.”
Sunghoon just smirked. “Oops.”
Jake started cutting the cake while Jay grabbed plates. You watched as Jungwon let himself fully relax, laughing as his members playfully fought over who got the biggest slice.
Sunoo dramatically gasped. “Ni-ki, put that piece back, you gremlin!”
Ni-ki, holding an unfairly large slice, grinned. “Finders keepers.”
Sunghoon looked horrified. “That’s a quarter of the cake, you menace.”
Jungwon just laughed, shaking his head. “It’s fine, just take another slice.”
“You’re too nice,” you teased, nudging him. “If that were me, I would’ve smacked it out of his hands.”
Jungwon turned to you with a grin. “Noted for future cake disputes.”
Heeseung passed you both plates, and as Jungwon took his first bite, a soft sigh of satisfaction left his lips. “Wow.” He looked up at the members. “This is really good.”
“Sunoo picked it,” Jay said, nodding.
Sunoo flipped his hair dramatically. “I do have excellent taste.”
Jungwon chuckled, turning back to you. “You should try it.”
He picked up a small forkful and, without thinking, held it up to your lips.
The entire room fell into scandalized silence.
Jake gasped. “Oh my god.”
Sunghoon looked personally attacked. “In front of my salad?”
Ni-ki fake gagged. “Not at the dinner table, guys.”
Jungwon froze.
His ears turned bright red.
You, however, decided to play along. Maintaining eye contact, you leaned in, taking the bite off his fork.
Jungwon’s jaw visibly clenched. His eyes darted to the members, all of whom were staring.
Heeseung raised an eyebrow. “Wow. You didn’t even hesitate.”
Jungwon cleared his throat. “Can we not make a big deal out of this?”
Ni-ki smirked. “Oh, it’s too late for that.”
Sunoo placed a hand over his heart. “I never thought I’d see the day our little leader would be out here doing—” He waved a hand dramatically. “—something so scandalous in front of us.”
Sunghoon sighed. “They grow up so fast.”
Jungwon groaned, covering his face with one hand. “I hate all of you.”
You giggled, leaning closer. “But you love me, right?”
Jungwon sighed dramatically before dropping his hand and looking at you. A soft smile played on his lips as he nodded.
“Yeah. I do.”
The members groaned in unison.
“Oh my god,” Jay muttered, stuffing cake into his mouth. “I’m gonna be sick.”
Ni-ki fake sniffled. “Our fearless leader has fallen.”
Jungwon just rolled his eyes, but the smile never left his face. He squeezed your hand gently before turning back to his cake.
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The celebration had finally started winding down.
The cake had been demolished (mostly by Ni-ki, who had somehow managed to sneak extra slices despite Sunoo’s watchful gaze). The members were still playfully bickering about who gave Jungwon the best present, and the room was filled with warmth and laughter.
But even with all the noise, Jungwon hadn’t let go of your hand.
Every few minutes, you’d feel his thumb brush over your skin absentmindedly, as if making sure you were still there. If he wasn’t holding your hand, his knee was pressed against yours, his body always leaning just slightly in your direction.
You didn’t mind one bit.
Eventually, the members started cleaning up, throwing away plates and clearing the table. Jungwon had been watching them work for a grand total of two minutes before Heeseung pointed at him.
“Not so fast, birthday boy. You’re helping.”
Jungwon groaned, leaning against you dramatically. “It’s my birthday. Shouldn’t I be exempt from this?”
“Yeah, no,” Jay deadpanned, tossing him an empty cup. “If we suffer, you suffer.”
Jungwon sighed but stood up, squeezing your hand one last time before letting go. “I’ll be back soon,” he murmured.
You smiled. “I’ll be right here.”
As he walked off to help, you watched him fondly. Even exhausted, he still tried to pull his weight, stacking plates and picking up napkins.
It wasn’t long before Heeseung shot you a knowing look from across the room. “You should steal him away for a bit.”
You raised an eyebrow. “You sure?”
He waved a hand. “Yeah, yeah. We got this. Go be disgusting somewhere else.”
You snorted, shaking your head before making your way toward Jungwon. He had just finished setting a stack of plates on the counter when you slipped your arms around his waist from behind, resting your head against his back.
He stiffened for a split second before instantly relaxing, his hands moving to rest over yours.
“Come with me,” you murmured.
Jungwon turned his head slightly, curiosity in his eyes. “Where?”
You just smiled. “You’ll see.”
The members noticed, of course.
“Aww, look at them,” Ni-ki cooed.
Jake sighed dramatically. “I wish someone would whisk me away like that.”
Sunghoon smirked. “We could, but you’d just come back in five minutes crying about how much you miss us.”
Jake gasped. “That happened one time.”
Jungwon rolled his eyes but tugged you toward the hallway before they could tease either of you further.
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The two of you ended up in a quieter part of the backstage area, away from the noise. The air felt different here—quieter, softer, more intimate.
Jungwon sighed as he leaned against the wall, running a hand through his hair. “Finally. A moment of peace.”
You smiled, stepping closer. “Tired?”
He tilted his head in thought before shaking it. “Not anymore.”
His eyes softened as he reached for your hand again. “I still can’t believe you’re here.”
You squeezed his fingers gently. “I wanted to be.”
Jungwon studied you for a long moment, then—slowly—he brought your hand up to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to your knuckles. The gesture was so sweet, so tender, that your breath hitched.
His gaze flickered up, watching your reaction. When he saw your expression, he grinned. “What? I’m not allowed to be romantic?”
You laughed softly. “You are romantic. Just usually in a really awkward, flustered way.”
Jungwon groaned. “You just had to ruin my smooth moment, huh?”
You giggled, reaching up to brush a damp strand of hair from his forehead. “Sorry, sorry. You were very smooth. Super charming.”
He rolled his eyes but smiled anyway, leaning into your touch. “Better.”
The two of you stood there for a moment, soaking in the silence. It felt surreal—to be here with him after so long, with no screen between you, no time zone difference, no calls cutting in and out. Just him.
Jungwon sighed contently. “This is the best birthday ever.”
You tilted your head. “Because of the concert?”
He shook his head immediately. “No.” His grip on your hand tightened slightly. “Because you’re here.”
Your heart swelled.
“You’re really sappy today,” you teased, though your voice was soft.
Jungwon chuckled. “Yeah, yeah. Take it while you can.”
You smiled, reaching up to cup his cheek. “Happy birthday, love.”
Jungwon’s eyes softened as he leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. “Thank you for making it perfect.”
And for the first time that night, no one interrupted.
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After a long night of performing, celebrating, and being relentlessly teased by his members, Jungwon was finally free.
The two of you had slipped out of the venue while the others were still cleaning up, leaving behind the chaos and noise for the quiet comfort of the van. The moment you slid into the backseat, Jungwon immediately followed, settling in beside you.
The city lights flickered outside as the car pulled onto the road, the soft hum of the engine filling the space. The energy from the concert still lingered in the air, but exhaustion was creeping in, making everything feel a little hazy.
Jungwon let out a deep sigh, leaning back against the seat. “I can finally breathe.”
You giggled. “Are you saying your own birthday party was suffocating?”
He turned his head toward you, eyes heavy with fatigue but filled with warmth. “Not the party. Just them.”
From the front seat, Heeseung—who had offered to ride with you two—cleared his throat. “I can hear you, by the way.”
Jungwon groaned, closing his eyes. “I know. That’s why I said it.”
Heeseung let out an exaggerated sigh. “This is how you treat your beloved hyung? After I singlehandedly orchestrated your entire surprise?”
You grinned. “To be fair, he does have a point, Won.”
Jungwon opened one eye, narrowing it at you. “You’re supposed to be on my side.”
You shrugged. “He’s my partner-in-crime. I have to give him some credit.”
Heeseung smirked. “Exactly. Someone appreciates my hard work.”
Jungwon let out a dramatic sigh before turning back to you. “Fine. Thank you, Heeseung-hyung. You’re the best hyung in the world. I’m eternally grateful.”
His tone was so robotic that Heeseung actually gagged. “Okay, never mind. I take back everything. You’re ungrateful.”
You burst into laughter as Jungwon smirked in victory.
A few minutes passed in comfortable silence, the van rocking gently as it cruised through the city. You glanced at Jungwon, noticing how his body had started to relax completely, his head resting against the seat. His eyes blinked slower, his grip on your hand loosening just slightly.
“You’re exhausted,” you murmured.
Jungwon hummed sleepily. “Mhm.”
You ran your fingers gently through his damp hair, feeling him melt into your touch. “You should sleep.”
“Not yet,” he mumbled, blinking up at you with a lazy smile. “Wanna spend every second with you tonight.”
Your heart clenched at the softness in his voice.
“Jungwon,” you whispered, brushing a thumb over his cheek.
He hummed again, eyes half-lidded.
“You’ll still have me tomorrow,” you promised. “And the day after that.”
His lips curled into a small smile. “Good.”
Heeseung, who had been minding his business, suddenly spoke. “I am still here, by the way.”
Jungwon groaned. “Hyung, please.”
Heeseung snorted. “Nah, it’s fine. I love being a third wheel. Really. It’s my favorite thing.”
You giggled as Jungwon shot him a glare, but the moment was short-lived—because not even Heeseung’s teasing could stop Jungwon’s body from shutting down.
Within minutes, his head slowly tilted to the side, resting against your shoulder.
You glanced down, only to find him fully asleep, his breathing deep and steady.
Your heart softened.
Carefully, you adjusted yourself so he could be more comfortable, wrapping an arm around him. He instinctively nuzzled closer, his fingers loosely curling around the fabric of your sleeve.
Heeseung peeked at the rearview mirror and smirked. “Wow. Out cold.”
You smiled, running your fingers through Jungwon’s hair again. “He worked hard today.”
Heeseung nodded. “Yeah… but also, he’s just really whipped.”
You laughed, shaking your head. “I know.”
The car continued rolling through the city, the lights casting soft glows across Jungwon’s peaceful face.
And in that moment, you realized something.
For all the teasing, for all the chaos, for all the exhaustion—this was perfect.
Jungwon had his fans. His members. His music.
And now, he had you, too.
And that was all that mattered.
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By the time the van pulled up to the hotel entrance, Jungwon was completely out.
His head was still resting on your shoulder, his breath warm against your collarbone, his body pressed comfortably against yours. Every few minutes, his fingers would twitch slightly—like he was still subconsciously holding onto you even in sleep.
You smiled softly, brushing a hand through his hair. “Won, we’re here.”
Nothing.
Heeseung leaned over from the front seat, peering at Jungwon’s sleeping form. He raised an eyebrow. “Is he even breathing?”
You rolled your eyes. “Yes, Heeseung. He’s just exhausted.”
“Hmm.” Heeseung poked Jungwon’s arm. “Hey, birthday boy. Wake up.”
Jungwon didn’t even stir.
You giggled. “Heeseung, I don’t think that’s gonna work.”
“Watch and learn.” Heeseung cleared his throat and said, in a serious voice, “Jungwon-ah, staff said we need to redo the encore performance. Get up.”
Jungwon immediately twitched.
You and Heeseung watched in real-time as his eyes fluttered open, his body tensing slightly—until he finally registered his surroundings.
Then, he groaned and buried his face back into your shoulder. “Hyung, I hate you.”
Heeseung burst out laughing. “Hey, at least now you’re awake.”
Jungwon muttered something under his breath that was definitely not PG-rated, but it only made Heeseung laugh harder.
You giggled, rubbing Jungwon’s back soothingly. “Come on, love. Let’s get you inside.”
With a dramatic sigh, Jungwon finally sat up, rubbing at his eyes sleepily. His hair was slightly messy from sleeping on you, and his voice was adorably raspy when he mumbled, “Carry me.”
You raised an eyebrow. “Excuse me?”
Heeseung snorted. “Yeah, no. You’re on your own, dude.”
Jungwon pouted but ultimately sighed in defeat, dragging himself out of the van. The moment you both stepped into the hotel lobby, the warm air hit your skin, the dim lighting making everything feel cozier.
The staff greeted Jungwon quietly, congratulating him on his performance before directing you both to his room. Heeseung, finally finished with his babysitting duties, stretched his arms. “Alright, lovebirds, I’m out. Try not to be too disgusting.”
Jungwon yawned, waving him off. “Goodnight, hyung.”
You grinned. “Thanks for everything, Heeseung.”
Heeseung winked before disappearing down the hall, leaving you and Jungwon standing outside his hotel room.
Jungwon sighed, fumbling with the key card. “I feel like I’m gonna pass out the second I hit the bed.”
You smirked. “Isn’t that what you wanted?”
“Yeah, but I also don’t want to waste time with you,” he murmured, finally pushing the door open.
Your heart softened at his words.
The hotel room was spacious, modern, and filled with warm lighting. A massive king-sized bed took up most of the space, the blankets neatly arranged. Jungwon immediately kicked off his shoes, stretching his arms with a groan before flopping onto the bed face-first.
You laughed. “That tired, huh?”
His voice was muffled against the pillow. “I can’t move.”
You shook your head fondly, setting your bag down before sitting beside him on the mattress. “Want me to get you some water?”
He turned his head slightly, cracking one eye open. “Just lay with me.”
Your lips curled into a soft smile. “Bossy.”
Still, you didn’t argue. You kicked off your shoes, shifting onto the bed beside him. The moment you did, Jungwon instinctively rolled over, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you close.
His warmth, his scent, the steady rise and fall of his chest—it was all so him.
Your fingers gently played with the strands of his hair. “You did amazing today.”
Jungwon hummed sleepily. “Mmm.”
“I mean it,” you whispered. “I watched the whole performance. You were incredible.”
His grip on you tightened slightly, his voice quieter now. “It’s always easier when I know you’re watching.”
Your heart clenched at his words.
You pressed a soft kiss to his forehead, watching as his lips curled into a tiny, sleepy smile.
“Happy birthday, love,” you murmured.
Jungwon let out a deep breath, his body completely relaxing against yours.
And just like that, he fell asleep in your arms.
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Jungwon slept soundly for a while, his body finally surrendering to exhaustion. His arms remained wrapped around you, his breathing slow and steady, his face completely at peace.
You didn’t mind one bit.
You stayed there with him, running your fingers through his hair, tracing soft patterns on his back. He looked so soft like this—so young, so free from the pressures of being a leader, a performer, an idol. Right now, he was just Jungwon. Your Jungwon.
Eventually, he stirred, letting out a soft hum as his eyes fluttered open. He blinked up at you, dazed and sleepy, before a slow, lazy smile spread across his lips.
“Hey,” he mumbled, voice raspy.
You smiled back. “Hey, birthday boy.”
He groaned, burying his face into your neck. “I’m still not used to hearing that.”
You giggled, rubbing his back. “Well, get used to it. I’m not done celebrating you yet.”
Jungwon lifted his head slightly, curiosity flickering in his half-lidded eyes. “What do you mean?”
You reached over to your bag, grabbing the small, neatly wrapped box you had been waiting to give him.
His brows furrowed. “What’s this?”
You handed it to him, watching as he carefully unwrapped it, his fingers gentle as ever. When he finally opened the box, his breath hitched.
Inside was a simple silver bracelet, sleek and minimalistic—just his style. But what made it special was the small engraving on the inside.
My home, my heart—always yours.
Jungwon stared at it for a long moment, his fingers tracing over the words. His lips parted slightly, his throat bobbing as he swallowed.
You bit your lip. “Do you like it?”
Silence.
Then, Jungwon inhaled sharply, closing the box with a snap before you could see his face.
“Jungwon?”
Still no response.
Then, to your absolute horror, he turned away from you, shoulders hunched, hands covering his face.
Oh god.
He was crying.
Your heart stopped. “Wait—love, are you okay?”
A muffled, strangled sound came from behind his hands.
Oh no. Oh no, you broke him.
You sat up quickly, placing a hand on his back. “Jungwon, I—”
“Give me a second,” he croaked.
You blinked. “What?”
“I just—” He sucked in a breath, shoulders shaking slightly. “I need a second.”
You pursed your lips, biting back a smile. “Are you crying right now?”
“No.” His voice cracked.
You giggled, rubbing circles on his back. “You are crying.”
Jungwon finally turned to you, eyes red and glassy, cheeks flushed. “I am not crying.”
A single tear rolled down his cheek.
You stared.
He stared back.
“…Shut up,” he muttered.
You burst out laughing, and that was officially the last straw for Jungwon. With a groan, he flopped back onto the bed, throwing a pillow over his face.
“Oh my god,” he groaned. “I hate you.”
You were still giggling as you pried the pillow away. “You love me.”
Jungwon sighed dramatically, but his lips curled into a soft smile. “Unfortunately, yeah.”
Your heart swelled as you leaned down, brushing your lips against his forehead. “Then keep it on forever, okay?”
Jungwon sat up slightly, slipping the bracelet onto his wrist. He stared at it for a long moment before turning to you, his expression completely soft.
“I will.”
And somehow, you knew he meant it.
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Jungwon was still staring at the bracelet on his wrist, turning it slightly under the warm hotel room lights. His fingers traced the engraving again, as if memorizing the feel of it.
You watched him with a soft smile, resting your chin on your palm. “You’re still thinking about it, huh?”
He blinked up at you, lips slightly parted before he nodded. “Yeah.”
Your fingers reached out to gently take his hand, brushing your thumb over the bracelet. “You really like it?”
Jungwon huffed a quiet laugh, shaking his head in disbelief. “I love it.” Then, quieter, he murmured, “I love you.”
Your heart skipped a beat.
You knew he loved you—he had shown it in so many ways, in his small gestures, his thoughtful words, the way he looked at you like you were his whole world. But hearing him say it so plainly, so softly, with the weight of today still lingering in the air, made warmth bloom in your chest.
You leaned in, pressing a feather-light kiss to his lips. It was slow, unhurried—like the both of you had all the time in the world. Jungwon sighed into the kiss, his fingers curling around your wrist, grounding himself in you.
When you finally pulled away, he was gazing at you with sleep-heavy eyes, his expression completely open and vulnerable.
You nudged his nose playfully. “Sleep, birthday boy.”
Jungwon groaned but obediently flopped back onto the bed, pulling you down with him. His arms wrapped around your waist, his body molding perfectly against yours.
You laughed softly. “Comfortable?”
He let out a content sigh, nuzzling into your neck. “Mhm.”
The steady sound of his breathing filled the room, and you felt his body fully relax against yours. His fingers were still loosely intertwined with yours, his grip soft but steady—like even in sleep, he didn’t want to let go.
You pressed a gentle kiss to the top of his head, whispering, “Sweet dreams, birthday boy.”
And just like that, Jungwon drifted off, the softest smile still lingering on his lips.
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Rei's Notes ✎: I MADE IT ON TIME TO SAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE YANG JUNGWON! He's been killing my heart so much recently~ He needs to give me a break or I'll start dropping on my knees for him. ALSO!! First enhypen fic so I hope you guys enjoy hehe~ This was very rushed so lmk if there are any errors or mistakes!!
Taglist: @yunverie @dawngyu @hueningstar @hhoneyhan @immelissaaa @lovingbeomgyudayone @xylatox @i-like-to-read-at-4am @imlonelydontsendhelp @ode2soob
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lees-chaotic-brain · 2 days ago
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For the song fic event JJK, Suguru Geto x reader Baby I'm yours by Isabel LaRosa Especially this line "I'm nervous trip over my words, you're so pretty it hurts"
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summary: suguru really, really, likes you but you overhear something he says to gojo and suddenly there's a terrible misunderstanding
wc: 981
cw: fluff, slight angst, misunderstanding, suguru is down bad, reader wears a sundress, like two swear words, reader refers to herself as girlfriend once, suguru calls reader baby once, may be ooc bc it's only like, my second time writing for him, sorry
note: this is a little shorter than the other ones, but i'm actually fairly pleased with how it turned out! i think it's pretty cute!
listen to this while reading!
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The brush of cold air whirring from the air conditioning in the little boutique was the only thing keeping Suguru sane. Why he had decided to join you and Ieri on your shopping trip in ninety degree weather was beyond him. He should have just stayed on campus and relaxed in his dorm, maybe read a bit of the book he’s been intending to read for months. 
The rustling of the curtain enclosing the dressing room draws his eye, and he hears you and Ieri whispering urgently at each other. Suddenly, you stumbled through the curtain, and he swears he feels his heart stop in his chest.
It’s not like he hasn’t looked at your face pretty much every day for the last few years, or he hasn’t seen you in a sundress before. It’s not even the first time he’s found himself thinking that you were beautiful. But there was something just a little bit different about this time.
Maybe it’s the way the sun shines through the window, a small beam caressing your face lovingly, like the sun itself was entranced by your beauty. Or perhaps it was the flowy little sundress you’re wearing that accentuates your features so well. 
Actually, he decides. It’s a little bit of all of the above, but the biggest factor was your smile, blindingly bright as you turned to face him after kicking Ieri through the curtain.
“So, what do you think? Should I get it?” 
His chest constricts, his heart feels like it’s going to explode, and he’s not sure how or what he managed to say. Hours after the fact, he privately reflects on the exchange, his heart panging in his chest every time he recalls the moment.
It should be illegal to be that pretty. It’s bad for his the public's health and sanity.
I'm nervous trip over my words You're so pretty it hurts
“-I just can’t do it anymore.” 
You don’t mean to eavesdrop, you really don’t. But you hear Suguru having what seemed to be a serious conversation with Gojo then caught your name being mentioned. Naturally, your curiosity was piqued, so you loitered outside the classroom, only to immediately wish you had just minded your own business.
“I can’t be friends with her any more.” Suguru groans, and a chair squeaks as if he had leaned back in it. “It’s just too difficult you don’t understand. I can’t even look at her any more.”
“What?”
You had no idea what you were doing until you had thrown open the door and stepped into the classroom. You see Gojo mouth “oh, shit” over Suguru’s shoulder, but your attention is focused on your black-haired classmate, hurt and betrayal lining your face. 
“What did you just say?”
He takes a deep breath, anxiety lining his body as he exhales in a long, drawn out sigh. 
“I think we need to talk.”
Favorite mistake Friendship's over
The silence is awkward as you perch next to him on the bench, fidgeting with your fingers. Suguru’s pants rustle as he slides his legs into his usual obnoxious manspread, the adjustment causing his thigh to press up against yours, heat transferring between you where your uniform pants touch.
“I’m sorry.”
Your quiet apology breaks the silence, and his head jerks up so fast you’re half afraid he got whiplash.
 “I shouldn’t have eavesdropped. But when I heard you didn’t want to be friends with me anymore I listened in. Did I do something? Can you tell me so I can try to fix it?  I really value you and our friendship.”
Suguru lets out a dry chuckle as he scrubs his face with his hands and your heart drops. Does he really hate you so much that the idea of remaining friends with you is laughable? What went wrong? Did he find out about your feelings for him? Is that why he doesn’t want to remain friends?
“Listen if this is about my feelings for you.”
“I think you might have misunderstood-”
You speak at the same time before pausing as the other’s words registered. You’re confused, because what was there to misunderstand? He’s just staring at you with something akin to hope glimmering in his dark eyes.
“You like me?”
“You didn’t know?” Could this have gone any worse? You bury your face in your hands, hiding your burning face from his intense gaze. “I thought-I thought you didn’t want to be friends with me anymore because you found out and were uncomfortable.”
“Trust me, finding out you have feelings for me is the last thing that is going to make me uncomfortable. Why didn’t you ever tell me?”
“I was scared.” Your confession is barely audible as you stare at your shoes, unable to look at him. “I didn’t want things to change. I didn’t want to lose you.”
Warm, calloused fingers grip your chin softly, and tilt your face to the side. The look on his face is so soft you want to melt, and the gentleness of his grip on your chin simultaneously breaks your heart and heals it.
“Baby.” Butterflies erupt in your stomach at the sound of the pet name. “Things are going to change but you sure as hell aren’t going to lose me.”
“What do you mean?”
You’re hardly breathing, the suspicion of what he was trying to say stealing the oxygen from your lungs.
“What are you saying?”
“Let me be your boyfriend.” He’s looking at you so earnestly, so openly, it brings tears to your eyes for some inexplicable reason. “Please. I’ve been yours since the moment I met you, whether you knew it or not. So, can I make it official?”
“Depends.” You give him a watery smile. “Do I get to be your girlfriend?”
“I thought that went unsaid.” 
“Then baby I’m yours.”
Won’t be the same Baby I’m yours
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thank you so much for reading! as always, likes, comments, and reblogs are always so so appreciated!! don't forget to comment/send an ask/dm me if you would like to be added to or removed from any of my taglists. love you all <3
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i-eat-candles · 2 days ago
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I wonder what Leafwings look like with your headcannons so I brought 3 potential test subjects
I grabbed 3 in case one was too difficult to draw or color
(Love your art)
First of all, I love all of these designs so much I love their colors as well AHAAHIDIMDID very awesome. I think I like Spruces design the most I mean like who is this diva. I love his colors and also the fact that you gave him a little facial hair I love giving dragons facial hair. I also wanted to draw Liana and her prosthetic leg because I love drawing prosthetics. Tbh I don’t draw LeafWings a whole lot and I don’t have that many head canons for their design, but I still enjoyed drawing them! I love that you gave them little leaves under their eyes so I added that to the drawing. Also for Spruces sail I wanted to base it off of the pines of a spruce tree. Over all loved drawing these guys and I need to draw LeafWings more!
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shipper4everships · 1 day ago
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BuckTommy Fluffebruary: Day 10
~Sleepy cuddles~
Tommy returned to the break room on the second night of his 72-hour shift. This was far from his first shift, and he was used to them, but this one felt especially tough. A few unforeseen circumstances had disrupted both his and Buck’s schedules, and now they hadn’t shared a single day off together for several weeks.
All they managed to get were a few minutes for conversations when one of them was heading to their shift while the other was just returning.
With each passing day, the separation became harder. Tommy missed Evan terribly, and he knew the feeling was mutual, but there was nothing they could do about it. He also knew they would have to keep living on this schedule for a while longer, and that thought weighed heavily on his chest.
Tommy lay down on his bunk by the wall, hoping there wouldn’t be another call for at least a couple of hours so he could get some rest - just a short nap where he wouldn’t have to think about how difficult it was to fall asleep and wake up without feeling the warmth of his loved one beside him.
Buck parked the jeep near Station 217 and climbed out. He moved inside quietly, trying not to disturb anyone or draw attention to himself, when suddenly, he heard a familiar voice.
- Buckley? What are you doing here?!
It was Lucy, appearing out of nowhere and speaking way too loudly for nighttime, in his opinion.
- Shhh, be quiet! I don’t need you waking up the whole team. - Buck hushed her carefully.
- You didn’t answer my question. - Lucy whispered now, though she still looked extremely curious.
- Where is he? - Was all Buck responded with.
Lucy rolled her eyes and nodded toward the couches.
- In the break area. He just went there about 20 minutes ago.
Buck gave her a polite nod of thanks and walked in the indicated direction.
Lucy watched him leave and giggled. There was no way she wasn’t teasing Kinard about this later.
Buck stepped inside the room, and his gaze immediately landed on the bunk by the wall, where Tommy was peacefully sleeping. The man was lying with his back to the entrance, and Buck could hear the steady rhythm of his breathing.
Buck quietly approached the bunk, slipping off his jacket and boots as he went. There was a little space left at the edge of the bed, so Buck carefully lowered himself down, slid under Tommy’s blanket, and gently moved closer, making sure not to wake his boyfriend.
Eventually, he even managed to wrap an arm around Tommy’s waist, pressing his chest against man’s back. Holding Tommy close, Buck closed his eyes and matched his breathing to his partner’s.
For a while, Tommy remained still, but when he tried to turn over and felt an arm on his side and the warmth of another body behind him, he woke up with a start.
- What- ?!
- Baby, it’s me, don’t worry. - Buck answered in a voice still hoarse from sleep.
- Evan? But… what are you doing here? - Tommy whispered in a groggy voice, his breath not cooperating after sleeping.
- Just finished my shift and decided to visit you. - Buck murmured into Tommy’s hair, sending light shivers across his skin. - I missed you too much.
Tommy’s heart skipped a beat. He felt the same way.
- But Cap…
- Bobby talked to your Captain - consider my visit approved. - Buck cut him off. - We’re fine as long as I don’t distract you from a call.
Tommy hadn’t even realized he let out a happy sigh. He couldn’t believe they finally had some time together.
In the darkness, Tommy found Buck’s hand and pressed it to his heart, pulling Evan even closer. Buck was more than happy to oblige.
They fell asleep peacefully, holding onto each other and listening to each other’s breathing.
Tommy managed to steal a few precious hours wrapped up in Buck’s arms before the next call came.
He couldn’t have felt better. @bucktommyfluffebruary ❤️️
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frenchonionsoop · 2 years ago
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the man the myth the legend the babygirl
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aris-has-a-paracosm · 10 months ago
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And we are so proud of him for that!
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skunkes · 4 months ago
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really really love drawing cute kitty nyalon doodles and remembering what he actually looks like
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welcometogrouchland · 1 year ago
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[ID in ALT] Steph and Damian doodle! This taps a bit into their pre-52 dynamic so that's what I was thinking design wise at first but I wanted to draw it w their more recent designs as well to stay hashtag current and topical, so you get both/a fusion, lol
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sparxyv · 8 months ago
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i don't like drawing their hair.. especially sebastian's
forgive me,,, i was feeling bored and uninspired 😛
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abnomi · 1 month ago
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I FINALLY FINISHED THE THEO 3D SCULPT (theo belongs to @kwillow !! IM IN LOVE WITH YOUR WEIRD GUY.) i enjoyed making this as much as i enjoyed learning from the process. theo was a lovely subject for me to visually dissect even if he looked angry with me the entire time!
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+ more under the cut :-)
Full turnaround!
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Somewhat poor quality gif of him spinning around!
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Flats to make it easier to see the coloring!
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A few other shots!
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unriding · 1 month ago
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a … a gift from the talented @kruinka 🥹 thank you so much!! ദ്ദി ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ)
#彡 moevie!#彡 cherishing.#kruin …. !! you sent this a few days ago but i am still . reeling in . /pos because i cannot believe i am seeing moze ( and myself ?! ) in#your !!!! style !!! your !! adorable !!! and beautiful !! style !!! and there is a lot i have to say — i am in the chattiest mood despite my#sleepiness !! FIRST omg ): thank you ?! thank you !! THANK YOU !!! for being so kind to me and drawing out a sketch that i will treasure for#eternity really 😭 !! i will gaze at this whenever i wake up … gaze at it before i sleep …. gaze at it when im sad … when im happy ( to#amplify the happiness of course !! ) OOOOH KRUIN. kruin . words can absolutely NOT describe how much i love your style … i just cannot ?!#figure out how to put it in words ?? i can’t just say ‘i like how you do this’ ‘and this’ because it’s the literal entire thing that i love#aiwnendjdkke and ): before i get too deep into that — i must thank you another time kruin !! because i know you’ve been busy — and of#course you must be ?! im sure life becomes much more hectic during the holidays and new years like this — so i’m just so soft over the fact#that you spent time to do this for me and i :’) i really appreciate it from the bottom of my heart — i would like to say ‘you really didn’t#have to!!’ BECAUSE YOU DIDNT !!! YIU DIDNT NEED TO DO ANYTHING FOR ME — YOU DIDNT ): IM JUST SO SAPPY AND MUSHY THAT YOU CHOSE TO AND ):#and the background being pink . i love pink !!! i know exactly where this specific shade of pink will prosper ( give me a second .. when i#awake ) .. BUT OH )): thank you so much kruin … it means so much to me .. more than i could ever try to explain !!! BUT IS IT OKAY IF I TALK#ABOUT HOW YOU DREW MOZE BECAUSE . i’m dead on the floor -> x0x this is me because you made his cheeks SO squishy HIS SIGNATURE SQUISHABLE#LOOK . I WONDER HOW ARTISTS MAKE HIM LOOK SO SQUISHY ?? the squish technique ?? BECAUSE HE LOOKS SO CUTE SHJEJD ): KRUIN YOURE SUCH AN AWESO#ME ARTIST . SO TO BE ABLE TO SEE HIM IN YOUR STYLE ….. *thanks everyone for allowing me to have eyes* a wonderful day !! to have eyes !!! i#will actually risk disintegrating into evieparticles if i even so much as mention the blush on his cheeks so — instead . YOU GAVE HIM SUCH A#oh no . the look on his face T T kruin i don’t want to talk about it !!!!! but you — the look on his face !!!! must you draw him in such a#cute manner /pos i am starting to feel speechless trying to talk about how pretty he is in your style because . perhaps toopretty for me#to even make any type of comment ( instead — i sneak a glance and then turn away because if i stare too long …. IF I STARE TOO LONG .. *expl#explodes* ) kruin i think i will just cry seeing the level of detail you put into this ): like my hair ): i think i will just kneel in front#of you and cry and apologize over and over as i wipe my tears on my sleeve because my tears make it difficult to properly thank you /lh#the fact that there are sparkles T T the world is full of sparkles when mr shadow exists !!! a lovely . YOU KNOW WHAT . the sparkles are#there because KRUIN EXISTS . I LOVE YOU KRUIN. I LOVE YOU SOO MUCH ))): I DONT RVEN KNOW HOW TO DTART EXPRESSING MY GRATUTUDE#tldr - i am gobsmacked & staring at this for the next ( infinite amount of time ) thank you kruin !!! ): wishing you only the best .#aggressively wishing you only the best * aggressively turning to go O_O at anything that dares threaten a lovely day for you!!!!
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valiah-creates-stuff · 16 days ago
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Continuing with the drones in my casual outfits.
Here you have N!!! In my comfiest, favorite outfit I wear at home :3
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Again, I just thought brown fits him well, and fits with his golden retriever aura ajfjsjdjsj
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mizzical · 20 days ago
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May I req Yanagi?? Btw your art is so so cool, I love seeing it on my feed everytime!!
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Thank you sm!!! here's the ice fairy
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dreamsicle262 · 2 months ago
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roadkill.
my art entry for @megaroniandcheez's dtiys. see tags for notes and explanations on the art. also tumblr may have absolutely nuked the quality so click the picture for a better look
#dream discusses bsd 🖋️#dream doodles 🖋️#cheez dtiys#this took between 6-8 hours. I don't know the exact time since I wasn't really keeping track#anyways this would've come out quicker if I hadn't put it off for a few days but I really needed to take a break since it got frustrating#the bg and skeleton were already done but I was really stuck on what to do with chuuya and I even scrapped the original pose I had for him#it was too difficult given my current skill set. but I can see how i've improved since my last major piece (aka my own dtiys)#but yeah. also disregard his gloves I literally forgot that and I didn't want to detail his actual hands so. gloves it was. yeah.#for my sake just pretend that he either forgot or just activated corruption suddenly so then he'll rip them off anyways#still drew his hat blowing away amidst the flurry of feathers though#oh also this is 16 chuuya. 22 chuuya's hair PAINS me to draw so I went the gay little ponytail route#design notes include making his coat have fur to reference how he was based off of a bearded vulture#also his wings were very fun to draw. I used an actual picture of a bearded vulture as reference too#I got a little lazy with the ram skeleton but the skull has the most amount of effort put into it#I considered adding remnants of flesh still sticking to the bones themselves but bearded vultures primarily eat bones/bone marrow anyways#also technically I used this dtiys as a way to test out my art program's filters with the blurring of said ram skeleton. really adds depth#CEO of nonsensical backgrounds. that's a forest I just also got lazy with it. not the main focus of the drawing#I do like the backlighting and the corruption marks though. very proud of how that turned out. this whole thing was experimental#not sure if i'll hate this piece eventually but I'm proud of it at the moment so reblogs are greatly appreciated#dtiys#dtiys entry#bsd#bungo stray dogs#bungou stray dogs#bsd chuuya#bsd fanart#bungou stray dogs fanart#bungou stray dogs chuuya#bungo stray dogs fanart#bungo stray dogs chuuya
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sysig · 3 months ago
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Growing closer than expected (Patreon)
#Doodles#Pokemon#Kabu#Larry#Firebland#Silverstreakshipping#To the shock of no one this is Zarla's fault (lol)#Bad influence! Too inspiring! Stop this! I'm totally not culpable for Being Inspired for the [X]th time now definitely lol#I kept finding little ideas popping into my head with them and I mean if I've already doodled them Once I guess I could try a couple more#Learned them just well enough to keep finding things for them pft#Although I am surprised by just how easy I find Larry to Draw - not necessarily that I'm fully Confident in drawing him yet but like#There's very little struggle to the shapes I put down here and I'm fairly pleased with their configuration haha#Kabu on the other hand!! Why is he so hard to draw!!! What!! Like I know his clothes are complex but no his face!#He's got a really cute and difficult-to-draw face! Why! I cannot figure him out#It's probably the do with the shape and size of his head...his hair........ I really enjoy fluff and he's Kind of but Not Really fluffy??#And his white streaks aren't intuitive to me - but Larry's floofs are??? I don't know#The only thing I can figure it that I Kind Of draw Dexter the same way - Larry's streaks are like an exaggerated version of how I floof Dex#And then a suit is second nature by now but I've already talked about my difficulties with Kabu's clothes lol#Didn't stop me from putting him out front for this hug tho! It's cute... Kabu asking Larry to come play with him but Larry has stuff to do#May or may not have felt a little that way myself - made most of these doodles during Requestober haha so busy!#The brightly shining brilliant glow boyfriend setup-payoff returns ♥ He glows like a fire! Overwhelming!#I still really love that glow cutaway style around the low-bouncing flower haha - just don't draw there and it gives the impression! Fun :)#Hugs <3 Unsurprisingly been in the want of cute fluff and sweetness and hugs were very on the menu#It really is fun to think of Larry being just a Little weird about how much he feels for Kabu#Acting childish as that part of him hasn't had the chance to grow and mature! Stuck awkward and gangly in otherwise full development#Feelings so big and strong and immediate for the first time in too too long <3 Gotta express them all somehow#And ending off with a bit of silliness haha - was Kabu prompting him just to hear such an answer? Who knows ♪#Larry just too straightforward haha - why else would he do or say things unless he felt like it! Pfsh obviously#Haha
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thechaotichorselord · 9 months ago
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WIP that i hope to finish
i just wanna post what i got so far because i’m proud of it :3
song is QUEEN- english cover by trickle
Black belongs to @blackkatdraws
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