#illit x reader

[eunsky]

Favorite unnie

Iroha had always been your favorite unnie. Why? Because she was so easy to manipulate and get things from with the power of your eyes and pouts.

She could be eating a snack she had just opened and you’d already be at her front giving her puppy eyes with your lips in a pout pointing at the snack.

Iroha would sigh in defeat then give you the snacks she was about to eat.

Watching and adoring how you smiled and jumped up happily because of the snack.

She always giggled or chuckled to herself.

Another time she was licking a lollipop as she was watching the other members shoot their solo shoot.

You walked up to her like a baby penguin,giving her your usual puppy eyes and pout. “Roha unnie I want a lollipop too” you said motioning to the lollipop in her mouth.

“Huh? Are you sure you still want it? I mean I’ve already kept it in my mouth will you still take it like that?” She asked you nodded rapidly.

She giggled at your cuteness releasing the lollipop from her mouth placing it into yours.

You jumped happily making iroha laugh.

Another thing you and iroha love to do is play dress up.

You’re like the manuquin that she has to style.

Her favorite clothing item to dress you up in was this beanie that looks like that of a baby’s’

The time you wore the pink one she teased you dressing you in a pink Lolita dress.

You rand around the dorm jumping up and down happily because of how cute you looked.

The next one was a brown beanie. She gave you a baggy jacket since it was cold that day.

Iroha made sure to take multiple photos of you posing and smiling cutely adoring every single one of them.

On that same day illit went to the airport. Fans and netizens couldn’t help but point out how cute you looked.

[yncoreee]

YOU’RE NOT DYING, JUST DRAMATIC. Wonhee x reader

Synopsis; you’re sick, you barley have enough strength to move a muscle, you feel like you’re slowly dying. But before you could hit the grave your girlfriend comes right in time to save you

Warnings .ᐟ none really just fluff, requested, @wlwonhee, female reader, FLUFF

꩜ — ⵌWord count 960

You wake up feeling like death.

Your throat is on fire, your head’s pounding, and your nose? Clogged. No airflow. You try to sniff and end up sounding like a congested pug who just ran a marathon.

Everything hurts.

You groan and reach for your phone, ready to wallow in silence and possibly Google your symptoms until you convince yourself it’s something fatal.

Except… your phone’s gone.

And then you hear it.

The sound of your front door unlocking.

Panic. You sit up too fast, get dizzy, and immediately flop back down with a pitiful whimper.

A moment later, she walks in.

Wonhee.

Your girlfriend.

Clad in a giant hoodie, holding two tote bags, a plastic grocery bag, and the energy of someone who had three shots of espresso and no intention of leaving you alone today.

You squint at her. “How—”

“You left me a key, remember?” she says brightly, already kicking off her shoes. “For emergencies. And I quote, ‘in case I die dramatically and no one finds my body for days.’ Which honestly, valid foresight on your part.”

You groan and bury your face in the pillow. “This is not what I meant.”

“Well, tough luck, babe. I brought soup.”

You peek one eye out to glare at her. “I look disgusting.”

Wonhee sets down the bags and walks over to the bed with the smug confidence of someone who has never once cared about germs. She leans in and kisses your forehead, not one of those soft, chaste pecks either. A long, lingering press of lips that makes your cheeks warm despite the fever.

“You’re still the hottest person I’ve ever seen,” she whispers. “But like… temperature-wise. You’re burning up. You’re so warm I could cook ramen on you.”

You make a noise somewhere between a snort and a whimper. “Why are you like this.”

“Because you chose me. This is on you now.”

—

Ten minutes later, you’re swaddled in blankets, propped up on a ridiculous mountain of pillows, while Wonhee bustles around like she’s auditioning for the role of “chaotic but loving wife” in a romcom.

She’s got a playlist going (sapphic indie bops and sad lesbian acoustic covers, of course), she’s made tea with lemon and honey, and she’s holding a travel-sized humidifier like it’s a sacred relic.

“Do you trust me?” she asks seriously.

You squint at her. “Not even a little.”

“Great,” she says, completely ignoring you. “Tilt your head back.”

She slathers Vicks on your chest with hands that are way too gentle for how annoying she is. Then she wraps you tighter in your blanket burrito, kisses your nose, and declares: “There. You’re marinating.”

“I am not soup.”

“You are exactly soup.”

You wheeze out a laugh and immediately regret it. “Ugh. I sound like a dying frog.”

Wonhee shrugs, totally unbothered. “Still my frog. You’re the love of my life, babe. I would kiss a plague for you.”

You stare at her. “That’s... honestly very romantic.”

She winks. “I know.”

—

Hours pass.

You drift in and out of sleep. Each time you wake up, Wonhee’s there tucking your hair back, spoon-feeding you horrible store-bought soup (“Shh, just pretend it’s gourmet”), or whispering nonsense like, “You’re so brave for surviving this. So strong. So cute in your sickness.”

“You have issues,” you mutter.

“You have a fever,” she shoots back. “So I’m ignoring your slander.”

At some point she starts reading aloud from a romance novel she found in your bookshelf. Her voice gets dramatic like Oscar-worthy dramatic and you start laughing so hard you wheeze and cough, which only makes her read worse on purpose.

“Stop—” you choke, wiping tears. “You’re gonna kill me.”

“You die, I die,” she says solemnly, placing a hand on your forehead like some tragic heroine. You wheeze harder. “You’re not normal.”

“I’m yours. Same thing.”

—

Later that night, you’re curled against her chest while she strokes your hair and hums something soft under her breath.

You’re not crying, you swear but maybe you are a little emotional from the fever, the attention, the fact that someone showed up for you like this without being asked.

You sniffle. “Wonhee?”

She pauses. “Yeah, baby?”

“…You didn’t have to do all this.”

Her arms tighten around you immediately. “I know I didn’t have to. I wanted to.”

You try to smile, but your nose starts leaking again. “I’m gross.”

“You’re my gross. I signed up for this.”

You look up at her. She’s smiling like you’re made of magic and not snot and NyQuil.

“You’re weird,” you murmur.

She brushes a kiss to your sweaty temple. “You’re stuck with me.”

You close your eyes.

That doesn’t sound so bad.

—

The next morning, you wake up alone in bed, confused for exactly three seconds before Wonhee walks back in with burnt toast, more tea, and a triumphant grin.

“I made breakfast!”

You eye the toast suspiciously. “You burnt breakfast.”

“Shh. It’s extra crispy. For texture.”

You reach for the plate and take a tiny bite. It’s terrible. Charcoal, basically.

But you smile anyway.

Because she stayed.

Because she showed up when you were at your worst and still looked at you like you were the best thing in the world.

Because she’s yours.

And because, even with a fever, burnt toast, and a clogged nose, you’re pretty sure you’ve never loved her more than you do right now.

“Hey,” you say softly.

She turns to look at you.

You pat the bed beside you. “Come cuddle me before the fever breaks and I remember you tried to kill me with soup.”

Wonhee grins and dives under the covers. “If you die, I’m haunting you. In the cutest way possible.”

You laugh into her shoulder. “You already do.”

[chaescx]

Cooking with Illit (🎀)

Pairing: Illit x 6th member reader

Note: fluff, Maknae reader

YUNAH

— Protective mom

— Would help you do things like chopping onions, bell peppers basically anything just to avoid you getting cuts.

— Feeds you food to taste it in the process of cooking.

— Pats your head or praises you for everything you do

—

“Ahhh” you screamed and held your finger pouting as you stared at the blood dripping from it.

Yunah’s head immediately shot up at your scream.

She dropped whatever she was doing and rushed towards you, concern written all over her face.

“YN-nie is everything all right?” She asked making her way towards you but stopped as soon as she saw your bleeding finger.

“Oh my…you’re bleeding” she said and grabbed a wet tissue using it to wipe the blood away.

She treated your wound gently and softly but still whines and groans were heard. She was mumbling soothing words to you just to calm you down.

After treating your wound she rapped it with a bandage and held your hands to lead you to the kitchen island setting you down on the seat.

She went back to cooking but was occasionally checking up on you or glancing at you. She’d also come to give you a taste of the food patting your head softly.

MINJU

— Jokes everywhere

— Will make a Tik tok video with you using memes sound

— Takes a selfies every minute

—

“Ah YN let’s do this Tik tok!”, “let’s film another one”, “let’s do this one pretty please” minju would sing in your ears.

“I don’t know which one to upload.” She said placing a hand on her hips while her free hand was under her jaw imitating a thinking manner.

“Umm why don’t you just upload everything?” You suggested shrugging your shoulders as you stared up at her.

Minju snapped her fingers. “You’re such a genius child” she pats your head pressing the upload button on all the drafts.

“YN pose!” She said as she also posed. The timer ended and the lights flashed meaning the photo had already been taken.

Everything you and minju did she never forgot to take a photo.

MOKA

— By far a better cook than you

— Supportive mom

— Takes adorable picture of you.

—

“Unnie let’s make sushi!” You exclaimed after a while of you and moka thinking of what to cook.

“Sushi? Sure why not” she replied getting all the ingredients and equipments needed.

After the rice had boiled moka placed it on the seaweed sheet which was on top of the bamboo Mat.

You stopped her before she could roll it. “Ah Unnie can I please roll it?” You pleased your hands clasped together as you gave her adorable puppy eyes.

“Uh sure” she responded moving out of the way and letting you roll the sushi.

Moka brought out her phone to take photos and videos of you. “Good job (Y/N) you’re doing great!” She would shower you with praises for every single thing you achieved.

“You look so adorable” she complimented you for the 100th time.

WONHEE

— Clumsy Unnie

— sometimes burns the food

— Panics if she does something wrong

—

Wonhee was busy talking to the camera while you were at the back.

You smelt something strange causing you to sniff the air. “Oh my, I think something is burning…” you mumbled to yourself.

Moving closer to Wonhee you tugged her clothe lightly. “Unnie I think something is burning” you said nervously causing her to realize and jumped always from the camera.

She panicked as she stared at the now burnt pancakes on the frying pan.

“Oh my God what do I do..” she bit her nails thinking to herself.

IROHA

— waits quietly for you to give her the food and the recipe

— Would cook her favorite dishes for you if there’s nothing to cook

— Adores you to death

—

“Unnie I’m so hungryyy but I don’t know what to cook” you pouted holding onto her arm.

“How about tiramisu?” She suggested.

“Tiramisu?” You repeated tilting your head to the side in confusion which only added to your cuteness.

“Yeah tiramisu the dessert” iroha said hoping you’d remember.

“Ohhhh… tiramisu cake” you sang doing your little dance.

Iroha giggled and used the both of her hands to squish your cheeks. “Yes tiramisu cake”.

After you made the tiramisu cake iroha gave you the first bite to taste.

You nodded and hummed in satisfaction. “Hmmm delicious”.

Iroha found you cute the way you stuffed all the cake into your mouth and decided to take a picture of this cute moment. Using this emoji “🤏🏻” near your cheeks.

[pe-arls]

© wonhee illit. minimalist lockscreens

[youngseolover]

Love Fever

pairing: park minju x fem!reader; angst/fluff

synopsis: You two have been friends for a long time, harboring the same feeling without realizing it. Now in college, both of you can't hide it anymore, but also don't have the courage to admit it. All it takes is a little push for all this theater to be undone.

warnings: Jealousy, kisses, skintouch (?)

heavy raindrops hits your body, the pain exponentially increased due to your high speed on the bike, plus: on a hill. your hands tightening your grip on the handlebars, you couldn't be careless for even a moment or it would be your death. ‘it’s better to die falling from the bike now than deal with the coach’s lecture for being late, AGAIN’ you thought. as if the universe wanted to silence your thoughts, an unexpected and heated typhoon of air passed by your side, followed by a horn. thanks to your athletic background, your reflex was present and you managed to control your balance on the bike. it was enough to throw your thoughts away and focus on getting to college alive.

-----

there wasn't much point in trying to surpass the speed of light and almost dying in the process cause 1. you're already late and 2. you're soaked, soaking wet, almost drowning. after more than half a hour of 'listening' to the coach's lecture about how you should be more disciplined, be an example for the younger ones and blah blah blah, he comanded you to do a ten running sessions around the football field and, that's right, regardless of whether it was far from stopping raining. since there wasn't much to do, and you depend on the sports scholarship to get your diploma, you simply followed his orders and now you're on the third lap.

normally you would have no problem finishing the ten laps in less than a hour, you would do it with one foot strapped behind your back. but the problem started when your soaked clothes weighed a ton more, your wet socks rubbed your feet and you definitely hated tight clothes, it was like you were living your biggest nightmare ever. apart from the fact that you weren't being rejected by Park Minju, which would never happen, since it's humanly impossible for you to even be able to think when she's around.

Speaking of the devil.

you barely noticed a pair of eyes as deep as the bottom of the sea, which looked more like two 'tapioca pearls', were looking at you affectionately from the covered stands. a chill ran down your spine and like a magnet your eyes were draggad to a specific corner in the stands. you stopped halfway through your seventh lap and placed a hand over your eyes to avoid the droplets. your eyes met hers, the corners of your lips rose automatically. It's like this every time, you can't help it, you never could.

-----

“yo” you greeted her as usual as you crossed the small fence that separated the base of the stands from the field. you ran a hand through your hair throwing it back to rid them of your vision. She smiled, her cheeks slightly flushed, you wondered why.

"hey, you late again?” she asked as the distance between you two closed.

Minju covered part of her palm with the sleeve of her pink sweater and wiped away a few drops of water that were dripping on your chin. your eyes took advantage of her inattention and went over all delicate features of her face, from her well-defined nose to her shiny, moistened lips. again, your eyes met each other and neither of you dared to look away. why?

“yeah” it went out as whisper as you scratched the back of your head and an embarrassed laugh escaped your lips. “but it’s not like I’m not used to it, kind of become routine,” you sat on one of the benches and she followed your suit.

“well, i fear you have to wake up earlier then. you know how important this scholarship is” she scolded you as she slided some strands of your bangs, still damp and stucked to your forehead with her finger. you just nodded, there was no point in arguing about your alarm clock never working when, right now, what you wanted the most was to kiss her and you were fighting all your intrusive thoughts that you had accumulated for 15 years now.

“i think we better get going or you’re going to catch a cold” she got up and you followed her.

Minju hadn't realized until now but the equation: white shirt + rain = transparent, all your years of effort were noticeable beneath the thin fabric that outlined your body. Minju felt her heart palpitate hard on her chest and quickly tried to hide the flush on her face by walking in the opposite direction of you, towards the exit door (and entrance to the locker room). you smiled, that didn't go unnoticed.

-----

Minju waited on one of the wooden benches in the locker room while you took a hot shower. her eyes left the cell phone screen to look in the direction of the sound of your footsteps coming towards the lockers, her jaw dropped slightly when she saw that you were only wearing white nylon shorts just above your knees and a black sports bra with the silver 'Nike' symbol, the towel over your head, covering part of your back completed the 'sloppy athlete' look. drops of water dripping down the length of your hair and traveling all the way down your free abdomen did’nt go unnoticed by her, again. she turned her attention back to her phone and you turned her your back to open your locker, both of you trying your best to hide your feelings. again, why?

while you were focused on not hanging yourself with the collar of your own shirt while wearing it or tripping over your own foot because you were so nervous about being locked in the same room as her, Minju was closely observing the muscles in your back, how your body looked to have been drawn and somehow got off the paper.

“shall we go?” you asked as you finished putting on your sneakers.

“you need to dry your hair. it won't do any good to go out in this cold weather with it wet.” she stand next to you and twirled a small strand of your hair around her fingers. your eyes met “come here and I’ll dry it for you” she took your hand on hers.

since you two were childrens it was common for Minju to lead the way, always holding your hand and you just followed her everywhere, like a very well trained puppy. when you both entered high school, you thought you could get rid of this habit, but you didn't. even now at university, it's not like you can't let it go you just don't want to. it was comforting to see the satisfied smile on Park Minju's lips every time you complied with her request, no matter how uncomfortable it was, from watching horror movies to sleeping on the floor so she would be comfortable in your single bed.

as soon as your hair was completely dry you two went to the classrooms block, specifically the art block, you always left Minju first before going to your own class and today would be no different.

“thanks for helping me with the hair” you thanked her and she just nodded.

“see you on the way out. babai”

“babai” you said goodbye with a brief wave and ran to your class block, you had already been late for training, you couldn’t afford to be late for class too.

-----

the day thankfully flew by, perhaps because you thought more about Park Minju than you paid attention to the class. you got all the questions wrong in the pair activity, you had to ask the teacher to repeat all the questions once again because you 'didn't understand it correctly' and worst of all, you were absolutely sure that you spent the whole day with the biggest dumb smile written all over your face. it was the effect she had on you. if Minju was some kind of poison you weren't too worried about searching for a cure.

while you were putting your materials in your backpack, someone approached your table, resting part of their body on the edge.

“are you leaving?” you just nodded “let’s go together then” your eyes looked up to meet your classmate Son Jiwo, with her characteristic smile, one that could collect tons of women and men around the world like a pokeball. but not you, and she knew it, but flirting was in Jiwoo's blood, it was part of her essence.

laughs filled the barely busy hallway, most of the students must have already left in the first second the bell rang, you no longer minded carrying Jiwoo hanging in your arm like a koala from one side to the other, whispering in your ear and pointing in the direction of someone dressed in a funny way or students running in the rain to catch their bus and then falling on the ground.

your eyes searched the entrance in the search of 'her', you were about to pick up your phone and send her a message when you saw Minju next to a friend of hers, whom by the way you don't like at all. your eyes met hers and her smile faded in a millisecond, her hand hanging in the air halfway as she shifted her gaze back to Noh Yunah. now, unlike yours, Minju's smile grew even wider, her hands squeezing Yunah's arm as she tried to control her own laughter. you felt like your heart had been squeezed just like that inside of your body, it was like they were... flirting.

“y/n” you were literally pulled back to reality when Jiwoo pulled your arm lightly “hello, earth to y/n. send a signal” she said through a laugh.

an embarrassed smile escaped your lips as you scratched the back of your neck with your free hand, at this point it was an involuntary habit.

“sorry, what were you saying?” her smile grew even wider as her eyes traveled to the direction you were looking at and then back at you.

“oh my god, you’re so down, i can’t believe I’ve lost my chance with you”

you can only look away and laugh at yourself along with Jiwoo, it's not like she's the first close friend to realize your clear feelings for Minju. when you had the chance to look in Minju's direction again, she was gone and as was Yunah. you bit the inside of your lip in frustration.

-----

Jiwoo went home and you are now sitting, almost lying down, on the steps of the university entrance waiting for the rain to stop or at least to lessen a little more. going home by bike in this storm is not even a question and you still hoped to go like you do every day, walking Minju home. checking your messeges every twenty seconds wasn't helping to calm your heart, much less rewatching the scene of the two of them so close together in your mind. it feels like Yunah had stolen your place, which you had worked so hard to get and keep. it was supposed to be you making her smile like that, it was supposed to be you being touched while she tries to control her laughter, it was you who Minju should pour out all her worries and look for comfort. You sighed in defeat.

“what's with all these sighings?”

like an arrow your eyes flew to the voice owner, your head lolling back on your shoulders and again you can't stop the corners of your lips from curling up. Minju sat next to you, resting her chest on her knees and embracing them, her cheek resting on the top of her knees and her eyes fixed on you. as if you were a configured robot your hand went towards her face automatically but before your feelings could overcome your rationality was faster and you managed to stop the movement in the middle. you hugged your knees, staying in the same position as her.

“the rain won’t stop and i can't go home” you lied as you rested your chin on your knee, looking out at the almost flooded courtyard.

Silence.

“y/n, can I ask you something?” she broke the ice. you hummed in approval “you and...” from the corner of your eyes you could see that she is restless, adjusting herself in place so she can look ahead and avoid your gaze “i mean,” she cleared her throat, her fist clenched in front of her mouth cartoonishly “Son Jiwoo... are you guys something?” she was playing with her own fingers while looking at the raindrops hitting the concrete in the courtyard as if was the most interesting thing on earth.

"what?" you choked slightly, your eyes wide open staring at the person next to you “where did you get that from, Minju?”

she must have gathered a lot of courage to be able to ask you that because she wasn't even able to look in your direction by now. a breath shaky laughter escaped her lips.

“it’s just that... you two are always together and she’s always so…” your eyes finally met and you made it your mission to keep them this way.

“so...?” your low tone encouraged her to keep it going. her lips opened and closed several times, as if she was writing and deleting the same message in differents ways, she bit her lower lip in frustration

“forget it.”

“oh, comon'...” you sighed in frustration, your hand running your hair back “tell me what happened, don’t you like Jiwoo? did she made fun of you?” you were almost begging her to keep talking to you, hearing Minju's soft voice was almost like an addiction for you “cause, like, she's kind of clueless and always makes these stupid jokes with everybody-“

“i don’t like when she’s with you” she cut you like knife, her words escaped from her lips almost like a breath.

Silence.

“what do you mean-“ your courage was cut with a razor sharp edge.

“Minju, y/n” Yunah greeted you both with a smile without showing her teeth “what are you guys still doing in here?”

“ah, hi Yunah. we’re waiting for the rain to stop, sit with us.”

you hated how Minju always be so polite to people, you could never decipher if she was genuinely happy or if she was just being cordial to the others. the two of them quickly engaged in a small conversation, some laughs here, shoulders bumping there. you felt like you were left out there, almost like a trio friendship where one person is always left aside and ends up standing out from the duo.

“i'll be going first” you said while set off towards the courtyard without even giving them the chance to respond and taking advantage of the fact that the weather decided to give a break in the rain. thank god.

-----

the sound of the small tennis ball hitting the top of your yellow wall and falling back into your hands was drowned out by the music blasting through your headphones. you love rainy days especially when it’s saturday but for some reason you weren't able to enjoy today. you spent practically the whole morning and a good part of the afternoon holed up in your room, listening to music, watching movies, drawing and painting and now throwing endlessly this damn ball on that damn wall. all this effort to occupy your mind and not think about... you know, the one who cannot be named, Valdemort of love.

deep in your thoughts, and feelings, you barely noticed that someone had entered your room. your eyes widened when hands took your headphone away bringing you back to reality, the ball passing straight through your hands and falling to the ground. ‘Fuck’ you thought.

“i've kind of been calling you for five minutes straights” she said in a soft tone, pouting. you sat in the middle of the bed and she followed you, sitting on the edge.

“Sorry, i was zooning out” you remained silent for a few seconds, which as cliché as it may sound seemed like minutes, neither of you knew how to start this conversation.

“did something happen? you came out like that yesterday” Minju took the lead since it was almost impossible for you to do so.

“no” you said while playing with your fingers as if they were the most interesting thing you had ever seen in life, you couldn’t face her. she sighed in defeat.

“okay, if you don't want to talk right now call me when you feel like it” Minju made a move to get up but you were faster, instinctively holding her wrist tightly. you looked at each other, not like you usually do, something felt different. your feelings didn't seem to be so platonic anymore.

your grip eased on her now tugging the sleeve of the sweatshirt that she had stolen from you a long time ago. you were distracted for a moment thinking about how that piece of clothing that was almost as tight on you contrasted so much on her tiny body, the sleeves covering her hands, the length going past her waist. your contact-starved eyes rose to her face finding the pair of orbs that were already staring at you in longing.

it's time, you can feel it.

“you know Yunah likes you, don't you?” it was a rhetorical question but you needed to hear the answer “and I’m not saying as a friend”

"i know"

Silence.

“she confessed” you didn’t even had a chance to control your own expression, your eyebrows came together tightly and your mouth went dry “... when you left”

Suddenly it was so hard to breathe, your eyes were burning, your body was so tense that it hurts. and it was all your fault, that's what hurt you the most. your lack of courage made you start late while Yunah had already taken the lead a long time ago. you licked your lips as you gathered the courage to ask the real question, trying your best to keep your voice from shaking.

“and you?” she furrowed her eyebrows as if trying to understand the question. you closed your eyes and took a deep breath before asking again “did you accept her feelings, Minju?”

“no” her voice firm and calm. your body relaxed at the response but only for a short time “it wouldn’t be fair” at this point Minju’s face was indecipherable, you couldn’t read between the lines of that sentence. and before you could clear your doubts she cut you off as if she had read your mind “I already like someone”

‘ah, of course’ you didn’t know why you were so surprised by this statement of hers. it's obvious someone like Minju would be interested in someone, she's always so loving, attached, she always talks about love with her eyes shining. and she is so beautiful, she has no reason to be single, especially in college.

it's not like Minju is incapable of having any suitors, she's beautiful, funny, sweet, loves helping the others. it would be easier for another meteor to fall on earth than for her not to be flirted at least once a week when the two of you walked through the college halls. what if one of these people caught her eye and she reciprocated? but if that were the case, wouldn't she have told you? or would she be hiding a relationship so you don't feel pushed aside?

“okay...” was what you managed to find the strength to say. your hand slid down her wrist, falling into your lap. your eyes traveled to the desk in front of you, then to the window. you were trying hard to hold back your tears, it would be pathetic to cry now.

“Y/n...” Minju got closer to you and placed her hand over yours, her thumb caressing the back of your hand “hey, seriously. what’s wrong with you these days?” she lightly squeezed your hand, the soft tone of her voice gave you strenght.

it's now or never.

you stared at her, your sharp eyes piercing through hers. Minju felt a lightning run down her spine, the hairs on her arms slightly raised. your hand held hers tightly.

“i like you” just like your eyes, your voice came out firm and objective. you wanted your feelings to reach her, one way or another “i've liked you since the day I knew there could be something other than friendship between two people” her eyes grew wide with your outburst “i like your smile, the way your eyes close and your nose wrinkles when you genuinely laugh. i like your expression when you sing. i like it when you help the others without thinking twice”

you opened your own Pandora's box and now there was no turning back, it was already done, so all that was left was to dump all the contents and wait for the verdict.

“i like it when you clap when something cheers you up. i also like it when you get embarrassed when someone compliments you, but I get jealous when I’m not the one doing it” you could feel Minju’s hand tremble beneath yours and you were sure she could feel yours sweating on top of hers “i like it when you hug me, when you lean on me while you laugh. i like how beautiful you look when you’re focused on something” your hand lifted Minju’s, hanging in the air between the two of you. your free hand came together halfway almost as if you was praying for a positive response. “i always get nervous when you bring your face closer to mine when you're telling me a secret, when you hold my hand... when you look at me, just like this”

“I like you, Park Minju!”

every second you both spent in silence cracked your heart a little more. Minju hadn't yet absorbed all this flood you poured into her and you, anxious as always, didn't receive any response yet. not even a measly expression. the weather was already starting to take its toll when, like a divine help, raindrops began to hit your bedroom window, waking you both up. you swallowed hard, you couldn't bear this torture for another minute.

one second you were opening your mouth to speak the next second a pair of hands cupped your face and then soft, wet, plump lips pressed against yours. as if you had been used to it for years your eyes shut down the moment your lips connected, sharing a long-desired kiss.

one of your hands resting on Minju's side supported your leaning body, the other caressed her small waist. Minju's hands previously on your cheeks now fingered the back of your neck, stroking your hair. as you both pulled away due to lack of air you two burst out laughing noticing each other's lips were a vivid red.

“It took you a looong time to gatter up the courage to confess, huh?” Minju said as she twirled a strand of your hair around her index finger. you raised an eyebrow and she rolled up her eyes with a teasing smile on her lips “it’s not like you’re the most subtle person in the world”

you laughed embarrassedly.

“so you knew it all this time?” you asked amidst laughter and she just nodded “ah, this is so embarrassing” your hands covered your face. Minju's hearty laugh echoed through the room, you joining her.

“i like you too L/n Y/n” she kissed the spot on your hand that covered your lips "a lot".

[bambisnc]

ㅤ## ꒰ 800 FOLLOWERS EVENT ꒱ : 𝐼𝗇𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾

( ♡ ) . . . from the beauty of eternal love to fanciful yearning, the universal language of flowers conveys more than words could even dream of.

ㅤㅤㅤas a means of showing my gratitude for all of my beloved followers, i finally have the honor of presenting "𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞" in the hopes of putting across ideas of new beginnings and transformations! i've been planning this in the back of my mind since around 400 and now we have a double of that?! >< i love you guys, genuinely. hope you enjoy partaking in this event as much as i did creating it!

° ˖ ➴ RULES

from the lists given after the 'read more', one song can be chosen by an individual as well as one member from the groups listed. ㅤfor example : lovergirl by saturra with han jihoon, tws + fluff texts

+ an emoji combo can be chosen for a surprise fic with a surprise pairing >< the type of fic still needs to be specified! (need to be requested off anon)

groups you can request for include riize, enhypen, kickflip, boynextdoor, tws, &team, aespa, le sserafim, illit, njz, ive!

written content (drabbles or headcanons) or texts, either can be requested.

extra details you may want be added with the request can be sent along with the ask + i might add in or tweak some stuff. call that creative freedom /j

requests can be sent via an ask and the deadline to do so is 13/04/25.

° ˖ ➴ SONG LIST + EMOJI COMBOS

lovergirl, saturra — taken by @liwinly & @chrrific! jake & ni-ki, enhypen uh oh, berry blue attention, berry blue — taken by anon! nicholas, &team gpt, stayc — taken by @evanesceki! ej, &team light, wave to earth — taken by anon! sohee, riize rizz me up, soojin — taken by @flipitkickit! amaru, kickflip tipi tap, kep1er — taken by anon! minju, illit croquis, kwon eunbi ice queen, ive love hangover, jennie — taken by anon! jake, enhypen

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list will be updated as and when songs/combos are chosen !! <3

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[filmoka]

PUPPY LOVE 𖥔 lee wonhee headcanons

pairings nonidol!wonhee x fem!reader warnings mention of pee, skinship (holding hands), wonhee burns a cake wc 272 genre fluff author’s note wonhee looks so huggable 😭 i have a feeling this might flop 😵‍💫

schoolcrush!wonhee who would always greet you with a smile in front of the gate everytime she catches you staring, completely oblivious of the blush that crept up on your cheeks.

schoolcrush!wonhee who shyly offered to walk you home on a rainy day since you didn’t have an umbrella. she seemed embarassed at first, but once you started talking she became a volcano of giggles and smiles.

schoolcrush!wonhee who’d gradually start sitting closer to you in class just so she could stare at you, then immediately pretend to look out of the window once you catch her staring.

schoolcrush!wonhee who every once in a while sits next to you at lunch and shares her food with you, using that as an excuse to talk to you.

schoolcrush!wonhee who tried confessing countless times, but everytime she was about to, her heart would beat faster and make her get lost in her own words, failing completely.

schoolcrush!wonhee who wanted to surprise you with a cake to confess, but ended up burning it. you were very happy nonethless and gladly accepted her confession.

schoolcrush!wonhee who holds your hand 24/7, squeezing it everytime you make her giggle. “wonhee, i have to go pee—“ “i’ll… i’ll stay out the door holding your hand, maybe you’ll slip and get flushed in the toilet!”

schoolcrush!wonhee who is too shy to ask you to go on a date and calls them “hang outs” at her house, which consists of simple activities such as building legos together “wonhee we have been playing with legos for 3 hours—“ “i’m almost done!” she says as she’s focused building a little lego flower for you.

[shybunnyminju]

can you make a one shot of illit's moka × fem reader

autumn in our park (Sakai Moka x fem reader)

illit⠀୨୧ genre fluff pairing no idol! sakai moka x fem reader word count 705 warnings none, sometimes i used translater. autor note is a really short but i hope you like it. <3

Orange-colored leaves were falling that Sunday afternoon, blanketing the park they both knew like the back of their hands. These were the same trees that once witnessed two young women exchanging glances, sharing a sense of longing and a strange familiarity, even though they had never met before.

It felt like a scene from a movie: the two of them, standing there in the middle of the park, frozen, gazing at each other as if time itself had stopped, as if they were the only two people in the world. Neither knew quite how to begin a conversation. But gathering a quiet courage, you found the words to break the silence, hoping to catch her attention.

"Sorry to interrupt," you said softly, trying to mask the interest in your voice. "But I really love your outfit. Can I ask… where’s your jacket from?"

She was wearing a black jacket over a pink sweater that paired perfectly with her black skirt and matching boots. A bag hung from her shoulder, and in her hands, she held several brightly colored folders. Her slightly wavy hair fell over her small shoulders, moving gently in the afternoon breeze.

“Oh… it’s from Acne Studios,” she said with a shy smile, her gaze drifting over you, lingering just a second longer than you expected. “You look really lovely too…” She glanced away, a faint blush dusting her cheeks.

There was a warmth in her voice that you hadn’t anticipated, and it sparked a quiet confidence in you. Gathering courage, you decided to say what had been on your mind since the moment you saw her. “To be honest… it’s not just your outfit. I feel like there’s something familiar about you. Have we met before?”

The question was out before you could stop yourself, and you immediately felt your cheeks redden. You braced yourself for an awkward silence, regretting the impulse as soon as the words had left your mouth. But it was too late now.

She looked at you with a hint of surprise, her brows furrowing slightly in confusion. That small hesitation made your heart pound. Had you just made things awkward? You could almost feel the ground beneath you, hoping it might somehow open up and save you from this embarrassment. But to your surprise, a small smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.

“Actually… I was going to ask you the same thing,” she said softly, meeting your eyes. “But I’m almost sure I haven’t seen you before.” There was a warmth in her smile that made you think, just maybe, you hadn’t completely embarrassed yourself.

Her response gave you a burst of courage. You took a deep breath, reminding yourself that chances like this didn’t come often. “Would you… maybe give me your number?” The words felt tentative, but you pressed on, forcing yourself to look directly at her. “I mean, you’re really pretty, and… even though I don’t know you, I’d love to see you again sometime.”

She looked at you with a kind of gentle surprise, and then a genuine smile spread across her face. “Sure, my number is 81-3-XX-XXXX-X.” You fumbled for your phone, entering the number with a quickness that you hoped didn’t betray how nervous you felt. She adjusted the colorful folders in her arms, still smiling as she watched you.

You wanted to say something else, something that might keep this moment from ending. The trees swayed gently above you, their autumn leaves falling like soft confetti around the two of you. It felt surreal, like the world had slowed just for this instant, as if nature itself were holding its breath in anticipation.

But then, just as quickly as it had begun, the moment was over. She offered you one last smile, and as she walked away, you watched her go, replaying every second of the interaction in your mind.

At least, that’s how you wished it had gone. In reality, you had simply stood there, too shy to say a word, letting her pass by without ever knowing how you felt. You could only watch her silhouette disappear down the path, lost in the daydream of what could have been—if only you’d been brave enough to speak.

[yawn-junn]

Hii can you do prompts 5 , 6 and 16 with ILLIT's Wonhee??

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 Loving Times - Wonhee ‧₊˚

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 Special Thanks too: the lovely person who requested, Wonhee, Illit

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 Note: sorry for not writing you're other request yet, I have my raccoon and her babies im taking care of plus nursing now 3 opossums back to health p.s this is my first time writing for ILLIT so if it's bad lemme know also DONT be weird Wonhee is a MINOR

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 CW: gxg : kissing : PDA : teasing : dying jokingly :

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 Prompt: 5.) Kiss? You want a kiss? - 6.)Awe you're so cute, don't be shy - 16.) But I need affection to survive!

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 Tagslist: no one yet but if you wanna be added lemme know (via DM or my inbox)

06/14/24

Wonhee giggled as she kicked a little pebble towards you're shoe, making you turn around and pout at her kicking another pebble back she burst out into another fit of giggles, her knees bent under her as she almost fell from laughing too hard. "What are you even laughing about" you laughed softly trying you're best to hold her up. Her laughter died down a little "I..um...I don't know" she giggled gently poking you're side, in response you laughed holding her arm as y'all walked down the sidewalk getting closer to her dorm. She quickly let you in, going to her room seeing as most of the members were out in the city doing their own things.

Wonhee laid you're head on her lap as she fixed you're hair for you, admiring you're soft skin as she did so, you're eyes stared up at hers, admiring the look of affection in them "you're amazing y'know that?" You said softly reaching you're hand up to touch her cheek, she blushed swatting you're hand away "don't be weird" she giggled too shy to respond properly. In response you laughed softly sitting up properly "don't be shy, you're too cute to be shy" you teased poking all over her sides she burst out laughing trying to grab you're hands "stop!" She choked out through her laughter.

After awhile you both started to relax more, you gently puckered you're lips out making Wonhee's smile grow "Kiss?" She asked making you nod, she pretended to think for a moment before shaking her head no, making you smack you're lips in disbelief "what? Since when have you ever refused my affection" you said dramatically shaking her leg, she giggled poking you're hand with her nail.

"because I just don't want it" she teased narrowing her eyes at you, you gasped even more dramatically falling back onto the bed you're hair went out like a halo around you "you've killed me....I need affection to survive, I die permanently in 10-" you joked counting down as you stared at the cieling, Wonhee gasped matching youre playful energy. "My baby! You can't die!" She said dramatically crawling onto her knees she leaned over you, attaching her lips to yours. You kissed her back once she pulled away you gasped pretending to be revived, she laughed softly laying down flat on top of you, the two of you spent the rest of the day cuddling as you shared kisses here and there watching random videos.

[sakura1uvr]

A date to remember

Fluff

Synopsis: having a picnic date with Wonhee

A/N: I loved writing this omg Wonhee is just a cutie 🤏🤏

Pairing: Wonhee (Illit) x f!Y/N

Warning: Pure fluff

MEN DNI

"Did you eat anything today?" Wonhee looked at you with her usual boba eyes. You shake your head abit. "No i still haven't." You and Wonhee decided to go out on a picnic together to relax and have a nice peaceful date.

"Really? You’ve got to take care of yourself!” She pouted, her lips forming a perfect little heart. You couldn’t help but smile at her worry. “Here, I brought some food for us!"

Wonhee reached into the picnic basket, pulling out a colorful assortment of finger foods: strawberries, cheese, and those cute little sandwiches shaped like stars. “Wow, you really went all out,” you said, impressed.

She grinned, “Well, I didn’t want our picnic to be boring!”

The sight made your stomach rumble, and you felt your cheeks heat up at the embarrassment.

She slightly chuckled at your blushed cheeks. Wonhee leans in a gives you a slight peck on the lips. "Come on let's eat!"

As you both settled on the blanket, the warm sun casting around you, the atmosphere felt perfect. You glanced over at her as she carefully arranged the food, her hair gently swaying in the breeze. It was moments like this that made your heart race a little faster.

She noticed you staring at her and just smiled at you. You were just thinking of how pretty she was especially in this kind of setting around you two. You snapped out of your dreams and started eating with her.

"Are these hand picked strawberries? They taste amazing." You said as you bit into it.

Wonhee looks at you eating. "Yeah my grandma has strawberries in her garden so we pick them together. I picked the best ones for you!"

That slight remark made you blush hard. Wonhee was always a flirt with you, even before you two started dating she would flirt with her members all the time but it always made you blush for some reason.

You chuckled, trying to play it cool while your heart raced in response to her words. “You really know how to make someone feel special, don’t you?”

Wonhee giggled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Of course! Making you blush is one of my favorite hobbies, honey.” She leaned in closer, her shoulder brushing against yours, sending a flutter through your stomach.

In the past you would have found it pretty cringe or cheesy if someone said that to you but when it's your girlfriend that's another story. It has always been like that. The pet names, the stupid pick up lines she would use on you, it was all working on you because it was Wonhee who said it.

After a good few hours of you just chatting and having fun it was pretty dark. 9 pm to be exact. You two were laying down watching the stars.

"Do you see that star? It's kinda shining brighter than every single other one."

She pointed at it. You nod your head.

"That's how i see you! You shine brighter than everyone to me." Wonhee turned her head towards you. Smiling like some kind of idiot. Your idiot.

You leaned in and kissed her, placing your hands on her soft cheeks. "I love you so much.."

Wonhee was abit suprised at that since you aren't the type to just kiss out of nowhere, but she wasn't complaining. Quite the opposite infact she was happy.

You pull away, covering your face. "Sorry.."

"Why are you sorry?" She removes your hands from your face. Smiling again.

"Just..." she kissed you again. "Shut up."

You kissed for a few minutes. Just a soft and slow kiss full of pure love.

You pull away, your face tinted a good dark red as you just stare into her eyes.

Your phone starts vibrating. You sigh and grab it.

An incoming call from Yunah. You answer the call.

"Where are you? You know you should have been at the dorms a good 30 minutes ago..."

Gosh she is so annoying. You just hang up the call so you don't have to hear her yelling.

"We should get going." Wonhee said as she giggled. Both of you get up and start packing your things that you brought. Getting ready to be lecutured by Yunah till you both go to bed.

[vex91]

Maybeee Sakai Moka as a gf both sfw and nsfw ...

I'm gonna answer it as a thought and also MOKA 🛐🛐 Also I couldn't force myself to write NSFW for her I'm sorry 😭

Okay so Moka as your gf is a heaven and I'm not joking. She's always prepared to help you with everything and anything like an angel <3

I imagine that the two of you would start dating around a year after becoming friends because Moka would be afraid to confess for a while to not scare you away but she finally asked you out with her friends encouragement. After making sure that Yunah won't follow you to stalk you both for fun, she took you to the cinema to see the new movie that just came out that she remembered you wanted to watch. Later a walk and some ice cream were a must.

Since she debuted it became harder for the two of you to meet up but she still used all the opportunity she had to see you and when she couldn't she called and texted you. On tours she always takes something that remind her of you and your hoodie to feel closer to you whenever she misses you.

During movie nights you better be prepared because SHE WILL play some of her favorite horror movies that she thinks you might like. If you are scared then she will comfort you or even turn it off completely if she sees it's too much and plays some cheesy romance or comedy to cheer you up.

[yncoreee]

A KDRAMA?. Minju x reader

Synopsis— what does she think this is? A freaking kdrama?

Warnings .ᐟ kissing, lil bit rushed, popular x quiet girl au, female reader, FLUFF

꩜ — ⵌWord count 721

It was still a surprise to many that minju the extremely popular girl and y/n the quiet loner were in a relationship.

Some thought minju was playing with her feelings but many others believed the girl had a real liking towards you.

She would go extreme miles and do anything just to make sure you’re satisfied or comfortable.

There were a few of her actions you would always question if it was necessary but minju would just shrug it off and give you a stupid excuse.

It took you completely off guard when your sister stepped into the kitchen just to inform you that. “Hey stupid, your girlfriend is waiting for you outside so hurry up and meet up with her”

“What?!” You choked on your cereal immediately pushing it down with a bottle of water. “School literally starts in 10 minutes and I’m still at home what does this girl want now” you mumbled to yourself, washing your used bowl and grabbing your backpack from the kitchen counter.

“Good morning my wonderful, amazing, lovely, beautiful girlfriend” minju greeted, pulling you into a massive bear hug and placing a soft kiss on your forehead.

“Did you have a good sleep last night? Omg you don’t know how much I’ve missed you, your sweet sweet scent and don’t even get me started on how I wished my teddy bear would’ve just turned into you” she blabbed on, becoming extremely clingier with you.

A small giggle escaped your lips as you admired her. “Schools about to start soon. Why did you wait for me though?”

“Well let’s just add that to our daily routine. I’ll come pick you up every morning before school?” She suggested tilting her head to the side.

“Hm sure, sounds good to me” you agreed taking the first step into the bus, minju following behind you.

The bus was so cramped there wasn’t enough space for you and minju. The handle only remained one.

“How are we going to share this?” You asked minju motioning to the single grab handle. “Oh that’s no problem I’ll just put my hand on yours” she gave a sly smirk carefully and perfectly placing her hand ontop yours. She gently caressed it, chuckling at your flustered reaction.

The bus stopped right infront of the school, both you and minju stepped down the bus with interlocked hands.

“You’re both late. School started almost 30 minutes ago” the school body council said as she stood with her arms crossed infront of the gate.

“Just go in”

—

Ring

The bell rang signifying the beginning of lunch break. The classroom became rowdy filled with sounds of people chatting and bags zipping.

You sat at the back of the classroom in silence, watching ever action take place infront of you.

“Finally they’re all gone!” You sighed in relief resting your back on the wooden chair. Your eye lids closed shut. You were about to be completely knocked out until you felt a warm hand being placed on top of yours. That familiar feeling.

“Minju?” You whispered quietly slowly, opening your eyes. “The one and only” she passed on a toothy grin. Her gaze finally meeting yours.

“It’s been 2 hours without you, omg I've missed you so much” she pouted intertwining her fingers with yours.

“Anyways I made this specially for you, it’s filled with your favorite food and snacks” she says bringing out a lunch box out from her backpack.

Just as you were about to take the first bite minju stopped you. “Let me feed you” she smiled picking up the set of chopsticks and turning to face you. “Open wide!”

“Minju I’m not a baby” you blushed slightly embarrassed.

“But you’re my baby” she wiggled her eyebrows laughing at how you physically cringed at her statement.

“You’re acting like we’re in a kdrama”

“ Tch kdrama? Maybe we are in a kdrama. Popular x nerd” she teased, wrapping her arms around your shoulders. her eyes staring at the ceiling like she was imagining something.

“Who's the nerd? Definitely not me” you lightly pushed her off you.

“Okay then, the quiet girl” she leaned in, booping your nose as you both stared deep into each others eyes.

The longer you both stared at each other, the more you unconsciously leaned closer until your lips finally collided.

[chaescx]

Nicknames Illit love to call you (🎀)

Pairing: Illit x 6th member reader

Note: fluff, Maknae reader

YUNAH

— Shawty

— Yunah 169cm and the tallest/ giant of the group meanwhile you being just 155cm making you shortest.

— Yunah loves to tease you about your height never forgetting to compare either height or hand size anywhere anytime. Causing her to give you the name Shawty one time she even called you dwarf.

— to tease you even more anytime you pout she would pay your head and say. “Don’t worry, you’ll still grow more in the future”.

MINJU

— Crackhead no 2

— You and minju were both know as the crack heads/ mold maker of the group.

— Ever since fans started to call you both the crack head duo minju herself also started calling you Crack head no 2.

— She sometimes calls you My partner in crime.

MOKA

— Cutie pie

— Because of your chubby cheeks moka always tries to hold the feeling to squish your cheeks during Offical sessions.

— But off busy days Moka always makes sure to squish your cheeks at least 10 times.

— Plus being the maknae anything you did was considered cute to them. Eating, looking, sleeping, talking etc.

— Your cute demeanor made moka give you the nickname cutie pie.

WONHEE

— Maknae

— Up on though you’re the youngest member you often call Wonhee cute and poke her cheeks to tease her.

— Wonhee’s way to get you back I’d always calling you maknae and saying things you can’t do as a the maknae being only 14.

— She also always loved to remind you that she was 3yrs older than you making it like a ringtone to you.

IROHA

— Cat/Kitty

— One of the perks of being related to Kang Haerin is cat eyes. It was like cat eyes ran in the family.

— Although you always found them ugly and they were your insecurities iroha always complimented your eyes making you feel less insecure.

— She loves to point out the sharpness in your eyes and your cute cat face.

— She not only calls you a cat but also treats you like one.

[zinixlyxo]

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[youngseolover]

GROWING LOVE | park minju headcanons

pairing trainee!minju x f!nonidol!reader  warnings holding hands, kissing, skinship  genre fluff  

girlfriend!minju who even when she's tired after training for hours, she takes the time to send you a voice message saying something silly just so she can talk to you. and when you say "i've missed you all day long" she cringes and kicks her feet in the air.

girlfriend!minju who is naturally shy and cringes whenever you say something cheesy, but then clings onto you like a koala, rubbing her head against your shoulder as if asking for you to pet it.

girlfriend!minju who always hugs your arm as you both walk side by side and involuntarily slides her hand down your forearm until your fingers intertwine. you never point this out, otherwise she would let go in an instant.

girlfriend!minju who always shows how grateful she is for any little thing you do for her, from brushing her bangs out of her eyes to bringing her a snack to the building where she trains.

girlfriend!minju who at the beginning of the relationship couldn't express herself well so she always smiled awkwardly and hide her face in her hands when some kind of skinship happened, but as time went by she started to loosen up and reveal a goofy and clingy personality.

girlfriend!minju who always laughs at your dad jokes even if they're not funny at all. she always leans her body against yours while laughing.

girlfriend!minju who loves sweet pastries, so in your free time you both are always together in the kitchen of your apartment making the same recipe. she bought couple aprons, you always use it with an ear to ear smile.

girlfriend!minju who video calls you almost every night before bedtime, when she's not too tired (which you understand), and shows you all the new types of chocolate she bought while ddungi is on her lap trying to scape her hugs and kisses. (she always kisses his nose and you have never wished to be a dog so much in your life as in these moments)

girlfriend!minju who when you least expect it surprises you with a sudden peck and blushes right after, without even being able to look at your face. You always return it with 10 times more.

[bambisnc]

      . . BUT WE'RE STILL THE BEST DRESSED!       or, how 5th gen groups would be in dress to impress ♡

### . STARRING ⌢ bnd. zb1. katseye. tws. illit. kiof ⋆ crack + 0.2k

🗨️ .. ⌞ XOXO ⌝ gigi so slay for naming her game after a le ssera song + [m.list]

would take it SO seriously and you just know they're absolutely eating it up. dare i say devouring, even. being in a duo with them is such a humbling experience. 11/10, though both your fits would eat SO much that people might just not give you stars because they're jealous/think everyone's probably voting 5 stars for you anyway ...

° ˖ ➴ [ ricky. youngjae. lara. belle. yunah. riwoo. kyungmin. taesan. hanbin. ]

they're just here for shits and giggles ong. best case scenario for them would be making the Most criminally basic fits in the entire existence of dti. usually though they're just straight up making horrendously bad fits and ijbol-ing their way through it all. but they actually end up winning a lot because dti players sometimes just be voting for people with shitty off theme fits because they think its funny 🤣🤣 yes i'm bitter.

° ˖ ➴ [ manon. wonhee. jihoon. woonhak. sungho. leehan. shinyu. daniela. moka. ]

theyre Decent at it. that's the only way to say it honestly, they're really only doing it because you yapped about it too much and they like you tm to tell u to stfu <3 - like you know the people who put on a bunch of different clothes, call it layering and just use the same exact pattern on all of them. (coughs. me. coughs.) they're not bad but they're playing it rather ... safe, for sure.

° ˖ ➴ [ natty. julie. hao. taerae. jaehyun. minju. hanjin. sophia. matthew. ]

you just keep them around to do the obbies for you and to cheer you on + provide emotional support (which you accept in the form of robux, obviously) ><

° ˖ ➴ [ haneul. dohoon. yujin. iroha. yoonchae. gunwook. gyuvin. jiwoong. megan. ]

𐙚 . regulars : none yet! ⋆

[@bambisnc] 2k25