#little 🍊 santa

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Tangerine and ice cream, two of my favourite things 🍊🍦 cursing and kissing and reader being a bit of a loveable pest; 18+ only

“All I’m saying,” you insist, unable to keep the note of petulance from your voice as you watch Tangerine flick his cigarette onto the cobblestone street, “Is that maybe if you didn’t look so angry…”

Hurriedly you toe the butt of his smoke into the gutter and Tangerine frowns as he takes the proffered ice cream cone from your hand. His tongue darts out to lick at the rapidly melting tiramisu gelato that’s a breath away from sticky fingers in the intense afternoon heat of Florence.

“He was being a twat,” Tangerine huffs, recalling how, moments earlier, he’d very nearly had to punch the shopkeeper for giving you a look when you’d pulled out a hundred Euros to break for five Euros worth of ice cream.

“Locals here aren’t deferential,” you tell him, “It’s quite refreshing.” The two of you settle onto a bench in front of Santa Maria Novella, the bells of the old church ringing noon. “I know you can’t help it though, you tosser. Meanest resting bitch face I’ve ever seen.”

You swipe your tongue across your own cone, waiting for Tangerine to reply. He scowls at you and shows you a choice finger, gold ring glinting in the sunlight.

“Like right now,” you continue, teasing him, “No one has ever looked so murderous eating an ice cream.”

“It’s fuckin’ gelato, love,” Tangerine retorts, “And I’m a murderer in case you bloody well forgot. This is what a murderer looks like eating a fuckin’ gelato and if that shopkeep didn’t like my face, well he’s a right cocksucker.”

Some words don’t get lost in translation, you muse, as an Italian woman shoots Tangerine a withering glare and mutters something that sounds a lot like disgraziato as she walks by. You have to place a palm on Tangerine’s thigh to keep him from starting a scene. After all, you’re on your honeymoon and the you’d made him promise two things: lots of sex and no dead bodies.

“It’s a lovely face, dear heart,” you giggle, then bite your bottom lip demurely before feigning a little gasp. “Oh, you’ve got something just there, Tan.” Vaguely, you point at his face and watch as he slides the back of one large hand over his moustache, his big blue eyes finding yours to ask if he’d gotten the something you’d pointed out.

“Missed it,” you smirk, shaking your head. Tangerine tries again, and when you laugh he rolls his eyes and swats at you playfully, his hand coming down to your thigh and squeezing.

“You’re takin’ the piss, aren’t you?”

“Me?” You fix him with your widest eyes, the most charmingly naive look you can muster, blinking like a goddamn baby deer. “Never! It’s just right…” Pausing, you swipe a manicured finger through your ice cream and quickly run it down the length of Tangerine’s cheek, leaving a streak of sugary mess in your wake. “There.”

He opens his mouth to cuss, but you’re faster, shutting his words up with a well-timed kiss.

[gurugirl]

Omg wait I just thought of Anna and Harry from don’t stand so close spoiling their baby for their first Christmas and Harry dresses up as Santa when he puts their presents out even though they’re too young to remember and is all cute and adorable as an experienced dad

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Thank you anon!! My first request to bring back DSSC Harry and Anna :) I hope you enjoy!!! 2.3k words

A Christmas one shot 🎁🎄🕯️

Warning: Smut & FLUFFFF

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Waking to my alarm was unusual. Normally Harry and I would be woken up by a little bouncy bean called James shouting and rambling words in his own made-up language.

I sit up and stretch my arms overhead, yawning. Harry’s not in the bed so my assumption is that he’s got James. Harry and I were up late the night before. James didn’t want to fall asleep. He’s been so excited with all the decorations and presents and lights. But when he finally did, Harry wanted to take advantage of us both being awake at the same time with James asleep. Many nights, one of us will conk out before the other. Whoever is dealing with James being put to bed will usually be the last to sleep.

So we both enjoyed an orgasm before passing out immediately upon Harry rolling off of me. I didn’t even have the energy to clean myself up.

Having a baby is exhausting but delightful.

James’ first Christmas he was too tiny to understand what was going on. But this one he is aware and knows something is exciting. Harry and I have done everything we could to make it magical.

I put my slippers onto my feet and walk into the living area to see Harry and James on the floor near the Christmas tree. Harry lifts his head and looks at me when he becomes aware of me, “Hey baby. Merry Christmas. Come look.”

I walk up behind James and kneel down to see what’s going on. James' chubby hands are holding a wrapped present. The wrapping paper is partly torn and wetted from James gumming and chewing at it. I sit down on my bottom and kiss the top of James' head and then pull at the front collar of Harry’s sweater to bring his mouth to mine. I slip him the quickest bit of tongue and he sputters a laugh when I let go of his collar. I laugh.

“What’s going on James? What have you got sweet boy?” I rub James' back gently and he makes his usual goo-laugh noise and squints his eyes in a joyful smile.

“He picked out that present to open first. I told him he had to wait for mom and he’s been so good.”

Harry and I watch James open up the gift. I honestly don’t even remember which gift this is as he’s working to get the paper off. But James doesn’t quite understand the concept of removing the paper to reveal the gift so Harry and I tear at little bits to help him. Eventually, the gift is on display and James screams in excitement, Harry groans and turns his head, and takes a deep breath. Lately, James has begun screaming at the top of his lungs anytime anything is a little exciting. He thinks it's funny but Harry and I have been trying to get him to not scream. It’s only gotten a bit more frequent, though. Especially during the Christmas holiday with the pretty Christmas tree and the twinkle lights.

I cover his mouth and kiss the top of his head. This only makes James laugh into my palm, his eyes closed in satisfaction at the reaction he drew from us, “James… please baby. That’s too loud,” I speak quietly. Harry squeezes my thigh and shakes his head in defeat.

The gift James opened is a set of play salt and pepper shakers. James has a little kitchen play set that my dad got him for his first birthday and it’s his favorite thing ever. He gets to pretend to be grandpa cooking at the restaurant. Though, I doubt he quite understands it all.

Harry removes the packaging from the toy and hands it to James. He grabs onto my arm to pull himself up, his nails pinching my skin as he does so, and he runs off into his bedroom to play with his kitchen set. I rub my arm and look down at it, “I should trim his nails,” I speak and look up at Harry.

Harry leans down to take my arm in his hand and kisses the spot, “There you go, Mommy.”

I laugh and take Harry’s hand into mine, bringing it up to my lips to kiss, “So sweet, Daddy. Thank you.”

Harry and I just sit for a moment while it’s quiet smiling at one another. It’s astonishing to me how James looks exactly like his father. I’ve seen many pictures of Harry from when he was James’ age and they’re identical. Light curly hair, big green eyes, dimples, a booming voice when excited, and James even has big feet and big hands already for a little guy. His head, hands, and feet are massive, even the doctor agrees.

It’s Christmas morning and today is going to be a busy one. My parents are coming over and they plan to stay the whole evening so we’ve set up the spare room for them. The spare room is actually James’ room now, but we kept the Queen sized bed in there for guests. James' crib bumps up to the foot of the bed.

Tomorrow my parents are taking James to Santa Land. Santa Land is like a little Christmas shop with Christmas trees and toys and decorations everywhere. There will be a man dressed as Santa and some elves and maybe some hot chocolate. We wanted them to wait to take him until after Christmas because hopefully there would be fewer people there. James is wild and active and cheeky. He’s a handful and Santa Land will only have him screaming, crying, running around like a banshee and begging for everything he sees, and then more screaming to top it off when he doesn’t get what he wants. So, for my parent’s sake, I’m hoping it’s not terribly busy.

Harry gets up and holds a finger out, “Forgot!”

I watch him disappear into the kitchen and come back a minute later with two steaming mugs. He sits back down next to me and hands me the hot coffee, “Mmmm… Thank you, my love. Merry Christmas,” I lean into him and kiss his jaw.

“Hope you enjoy it. It’s all you’re getting from me this year,” Harry chuckles at himself and sips his coffee.

I roll my eyes and take a sip. I honestly wouldn’t care if he hadn’t gotten me a single thing. I feel lucky and happy to have Harry in my life. James and Harry are my favorite things in the whole world and I just don’t feel like I need much else.

But, I know he’s gotten me several gifts because they’re under the tree wrapped up with a tag that tells me.

We tag team with James, showering, eating, and picking up all of James’ toys again (that we’d already put away but somehow James had managed to pull out every single toy he owns and scattered them over every inch of the house), washing dishes, and then James is down. He ran full speed, screeches and laughter, toys being tossed at the couch, and suddenly, he laid down and closed his eyes, and began to snooze.

Harry takes James to his crib and closes the door. James will sleep for a solid hour and a half. He’s a deep sleeper so as busy and wild as he is, I have been thankful for his consistent sleep and nap schedule.

I give Harry a hug and kiss his sweater-covered chest and look up at him, “My parents won’t be here for another two hours,” I smile slyly.

Harry puts his hands into my hair and dips down to kiss my forehead, “Is that so? What shall we do with all this free time, my love?”

Normally on a weekday when James goes down for a nap, Harry has already begun work and I’m writing an essay or doing a class assignment. I don’t know what possessed me to go for my Masters while having a one-year-old, but I did, and it’s not easy. But today, Harry and I have no work and no school, and a quiet house.

Harry takes my face into his palms and kisses my lips. Wrapping my arms around his neck I stand to my tippy toes and push myself up to him before he’s dragging me to the couch and climbing over me.

Harry lowers himself between my legs and pulls my leggings down to reveal that I’m not wearing panties. He hums and looks up at me and dives right in. It’s been a couple of weeks since Harry has eaten me out. He always tries for it, he did the night before even, but we’re usually so tired I encourage him to just fuck me so we can go to sleep. Sleep has surpassed sex as vital lately. As much as we both like sex, we’ve grown even more fond of sleep.

But that’s not to say we don’t have sex regularly. We get it on more than most parents, I think. I’ve talked to other moms and hearing about how they shun sex or aren’t in the mood or go without for weeks at a time is totally understandable. But with Harry and I, we’ve found ways to have sex as often as possible. Which isn’t as often as before James, but I’m very well taken care of, as Harry is.

The longest we’ve gone without sex was right after James was born. We waited for five weeks. The doctor said four to six. At four weeks I was ready to jump on his stick but Harry insisted we take one more week just to be safe. It was the quickest round of sex we’d ever had. Harry nutted so fast and I came quickly once he ate me out and then we passed out until James woke us up.

But now, we had some time to kill and Harry’s mouth on my pussy was feeling delicious.

It felt a bit like old times with Harry keeping his eyes on me as he licked up and down. He grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers together as he lapped away, his free hand holding my thigh down.

Harry still knows exactly what I need and the moment he slurped at my clit was when I couldn’t stop my moans, “Yes! Oh god…”

Harry smiled into my cunt and squeezed my hand as he brought me to orgasm.

I was also back on birth control for the time being. We talked about maybe having another baby but we needed some more time with just us and James before bringing in another little one. Harry’s age, though, is a bit of a concern as well. Technically he can produce sperm and get me pregnant until I’m too old to conceive but sperm production is much less at his age in general. It’s crazy to me how men can stay fertile (even if slightly less fertile) until old age. I had no idea until we had this discussion with our doctor. So, we decided we’d wait a bit. No rush and if we never have another baby that’s okay too.

I sat up and pushed Harry’s face away from my sensitive pussy, “Let me suck you off big guy,” I smiled at him and Harry rolled onto his back, putting his hands behind his head, stuffing a couch pillow under his neck so he could watch.

Harry’s cock is something I’ve gotten used to over the years. Big and long. Taking him down my throat is not as difficult as it was when we first started dating. Now I’m a pro. I still choke and gag, but I’m used to it. And I like it. But I only like it because it’s Harry and he’s worth it.

Harry’s whimpers and moans are my favorite sound. I love making him a mess and the way he looks at me when I’ve got my mouth wrapped around him just makes my heart sing. I don’t think I’ll ever hate giving him a blowjob.

“Baby… please… wanna be inside of you now,” Harry pushes himself up and I bring my mouth off of him.

Harry’s big cock feels so nice inside of me. It’s not long before he’s pounding away into me, my leg dangling off the couch, the wood frame creaking. I’m on my back and Harry’s railing me when he moves my legs to wrap around his waist.

“I’m gonna come, baby… I’m trying to hold it back but I’m so close,” Harry moans as he begins to quiver. I know he’s about to come because not only are his thighs shaking, but his cock is also twitching inside of me. I reach down to press my fingers over my clit and nod at Harry, “Come inside of me, Daddy.”

Harry closes his eyes and groans, his hips smacking into me and I gasp at how hard he’s pressing into me.

Harry starts to come and I feel it. His mouth drops open and he’s silent except for his panting. I speed up my fingers and feel the lightest little zip to my organs and I come with him. It’s not super intense but the orgasm is a sweet little release to top off the first one I had.

He collapses over me and kisses my face, “I love you so much. Such a good wife and a good mommy. Amazing…” Harry speaks his words against my cheeks and my neck where he’s kissing me all over. I laugh and tighten my legs around him and kiss him back.

I turn my head to check the clock and it’s only been twenty minutes since James went down for a nap. Harry lifts his head to look at me and then with a big grin he smiles down at me, “You know what that means?”

I nod as Harry rolls off of me and we both get up to go to our bed, pulling the blankets up over our naked bodies and fall asleep together for a yummy Christmas morning nap.

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i found this old drawing from 2021 and i actually like it a lot so im reposting it

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[bedeliainwonderland]

🍊🍏🍇!

Thank you so much! 😘❤️

🍊Who’s a character you don’t write for that often, but keep meaning to write for more? (They’re so interesting! But maybe you have trouble pinning them down, or keep getting distracted by another blorbo…)

My two weirdos take up my entire brain space but I have always wanted to do a crossover with Santa Clarita Diet. I hope I will get to do it eventually. As for Hannibal character, Margot and Abigail as Bedelia’s patients would be interesting too.

🍏 Is there something you overuse, whether it’s a certain phrase, trope, or piece of punctuation?

Guilty of domestic bliss. I overuse tons of phrases haha. Starting the sentences with “and” and “yet” are a big problem for me 😆.

🍇 Is there a particular scene/episode/book/etc that you want to just write a million fics about, over and over? Which one?

Bedannibal in Florence because we got to see so little of their time there, basically Antipasto times a million again and again.

[atinylittlepain]

i remember in the first one shot steve showing up to Andy's house in that bikini kill shirt and obviously he had no idea who they were (or kinda did but barely) and okay first of I loved how she was kinda sad that he didnt show up in one of his cutesy little polos, but also! later on they go to record stores together and Steve just asks her to list the essentials so he can get them and actually listen because she loves them and so he has to at least give them a shot (yes robin made fun of him) 🍊

I love this :')

so,

Andy is what I would call an omnivorous listener. She's in the indie scene, the riot grrl scene, but she also has a soft spot for the likes of Springsteen, Lou Reed, Lucinda Williams. She has a beautiful, shiny, brand new cassette deck in her apartment (xmas gift from the parents yeehaw) and she checks out five cassettes from the library every week, something a little different every time. That cassette deck is playing all the time, while she's getting ready in the morning, making dinner, sitting on the couch and bitching with Steve about everything and nothing (they love to bitch, truly, kindred spirits). And he'll ask her what it is, what song, what artist, making mental notes for himself.

Now Steve on the other hand. He had never been particularly into or against music. He liked fast and loud stuff in high school before games and parties (and shhh, don't tell anyone, but he had a particular love for Wham!), Springsteen too, mostly because he had an uncle that would take him camping in the summers and refused to play anything other than Greetings From Ashbury Park on the long drives out of and back to Hawkins.

But now, he's a little more invested. He likes Pavement and Yo La Tengo, that one song by The La's that just makes him think of Andy, because, c'mon, right? Sometimes he likes the Cocteau Twins... sometimes. Try as he might, Bikini Kill just isn't for him, sorry, Robin. What he does notice, however, is that Andy keeps ending up with late fees from the library, tapes returned a few days late because she wanted to listen just one more time. And because Steve has been paying attention, what albums stayed checked out the longest, and what songs from what albums seemed to be her favorite, he comes up with a plan. And he gets Eddie's help with it.

Eddie, darling Eddie, and his near obnoxious and interminable music knowledge, is more than happy to show Steve how to use his also brand new, but more state of the art cassette deck to record mixtapes, with only one snarky look at you, man, all in the name of love, huh?

And so, every now and again, Steve will go to the library and check out a few of her recent favorites, and somehow sneak an unassuming mixtape into her apartment. Like Santa, but simpy :')

Andy keeps every single one, and much later down the line, when their oldest is starting to get into music in earnest, she'll take her down into the basement and pull out a cardboard box that has stacks upon stacks of mixtapes in them. Gets her a walkman (even though ugh, mom, everyone else has ipods) and their oldest, and then their middle, and then their youngest, will get an absolute aces education in nineties indie and alternative… and Bruce Springsteen because, duh.

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You get to produce a Christmas special stage this year. Which idols and what Christmas song would it be? The only rule is no All I Want For Christmas Is You or Santa Tell Me.

Thanks for the ask!

It would be this version of 'Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas' and Chaewon covering it.

I could only imagine how saccharine and melodic her vocals are. It's just, a sight to see and of course, a blessing to the ears.

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💛💉🍊🖇️🌺 mwah

💛 - what is your favorite feature on yourself?

oh man so many choices actually. 13 year old me would be astounded by basically all of them too LOL that's growth baby. my eyes are pretty neat!! i've got heterochromia. i also like my nose (which i Hated when i was younger. i have a similar nose side profile (lmfao) to charles, w like the little bump on the bridge and for some reason i HATED it as a pre-teen). my hair! which i also hated when i was 13. not to be nsfw but my chest? hella nice fr.

💉 - do you have tattoos and/or piercings

i actually don't have either lol. lots of near-misses but never followed through

🍊 - favorite season?

spring!!!! i love warm rain i love when the world starts to wake up i love those random warm days where everybody and their mother spends time outside soaking up the first little bit of sun

🖇️ - what are your favorite asks to answer?

i love talking abt myself obvi. dksjfalkj. but i like getting goofy unhinged ones. or hypotheticals (that road trip ask i got? amazing). i know i havent written anything in a million years but lil prompts are fun. in general i kind of. love chatting? so any ask is fun to me bc it's an excuse to chat!!

🌺 - what is the best gift someone has ever given you and why is it so important

alright so the best gift i've ever been given is more funny than emotional. it was for secret santa my uhhhh junior year of college. and my friend hand made and woodburned it for me :) it's like a combo of several jokes (i use the word bitch as a placeholder noun and also basically as punctuation and also i am incredibly short). this got kind of long so pics under the cut ft my fantastic ikea couch

in terms of gifts that have made me emotional (i am a frequent crier at gifts i won't lie) i've had two relatively recently. the underclassmen from my college team made everyone little like yearbooks? and surprised me w one of my own signed by everyone w little messages even tho i wasn't on the team. it was extremely meaningful to me bc i always really struggle w feeling like i truly belong anywhere? and so to get this personalized yearbook w all of these memories as kind of. proof that i was there, and that i mattered and had an impact and belonged. really meant the world to me. but every picture in that is like self-doxxing so.

the other one was my sister got me this (she's covered up lol) from when we saw the lumineers together at a music festival and both bawled our eyes out. the lumineers have been one of my favorite artists since i was literally 10 years old and i never got to see them live until this. and the song itself is really really meaningful to me ("where we are, i don't know where we are, but it will be okay" was for probably obvious reasons a really comforting refrain as i was finishing college and looking into the complete unknown of the future w no idea what i was doing next) so i literally unwrapped it and started sobbing

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[maximumwobblerbanditdonut]

It was a surprise not to see SH make a Cucumber Gin Tonic recipe at 1 PICO restaurant in Santa Monica. It is fast and easy.

But he showed a Gin & Tonic with orange peel from California 🍊 Perhaps the reason for advertising the Scottish Gin in America, not in Scotland 🤷

This is the classic way to enjoy all the Scottish Gin samples he brought in his luggage from Scotland 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿 to America and of course, enjoy his Cucumber 🥒 displayed during his trip along the United States.

Gin Tonic Cucumber

1.5 fl oz Gin

2/3 cups tonic water (Schweppes Indian Tonic Zero or Light Fever-Tree)

1/2 cup slices cucumber

1 tbsp lime juice (optional)

1 oz ice cubes

Add a few ice cubes in a gin goblet or highball glass. Add a few slices of fresh cucumber to your glass then add one shot of gin (40 ml or 4 cl). Add 150 ml of zero sugar tonic water (Schweppes Indian Tonic Zero or Light Fever-Tree Tonic) Garnish with one cucumber slice. If you like your gin a little more on the sour side, squeeze a few drops of lime juice into your gin tonic. Your drink is now ready. Serve immediately.

[jjpmoans]

hmm, my blogs ARE kind of alter-egos of each other in a way. i’ve had this main for a while and made ahgastarlight a sideblog to ✨ preserve the aesthetic ✨ here, so they’re pretty different. i kind of wish i’d gone full “kpop on main” because i think it gets confusing sometimes, but it’s far too late for that. 😂 also 100°F is apparently like 37° Celsius? temperature is so weird and lowkey confuses me tbh. and don’t worry it takes more than that to scare me off! 😉💚

Mhmmm. I had another blog too and oh god the amount of confusion I've faced- lolololol. I meant for it to be kept secret from my moots but some of them caught it up bcs I mixed the reply ahhahahahaa. Oohhh 100°F is 37°! That's like, the normal for here then. Look at the temperature today

Oh really? Do you read smuts hannie? Or you're not a fan of it?

[jjpmoans]

ahhh jaebeom is toooo powerful in these! especially with the hair pushed back at MAMA 😍 he must be stopped! (but i secretly hope no one stops him.) philadelphia is one of the oldest cities in the USA. it has its little issues and i hate the weather, but it’s overall a nice place to be. there’s always something going on + a lot of different cultures, which i love. (and yes you get a gift! it’s a bit random, but i hope you’ll see the charm.) -ahgase secret santa 🍊

Ooohh and let me tell you! That pic from MAMA? That's what inspired Snowy Day where there are pups7. Random right? That pic should be powerful and an idea for a smut fic but lol ahhahahahahha I can't help myself from thinking he's a pup instead!

How bad the cold whether there? Here it's hot. I mean, during the noon. And it's rainy season here. We don't have 4 seasons. It's only sunny season and rainy season!

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i swear jaebeom is bias wrecker #1 for everybody! he’s just on another level of artistic, handsome, and - of course - sexiness. but everyone in got7 does have their charms, you’re right! and “runaway” is that energy giving bop!!! one more hour before you receive a reveal and a gift from me! 👀 sending it into the future! 😉 (and i WISH i were from brazil! i’m from philadelphia, just south of NY! and it’s freeeeezing here!) - ahgase secret santa, 1103pm 👀🍊

Yeah I will insert proofs of that here hahahahababbaa.

Oohh yes another hour into the new day! I'll get a gift!? OOOOFFF YEAAAY! Thankyou little orangey. And ohhh Philadelphia (i know nothing about it please, educate me) and have something hot instead! Hot choco perhaps?

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(1/3... i’m sorry for long messages!) i try to be a sweet weasley, though sometimes i do have a temper (stereotypical red head). 😂 i have never gone full mark “throwing a laptop at bambam level” thankfully, but i do wonder how mark and i would get along. youngjae is so FINE in that live you are right! it became such a meme because of coco acting wild, but youngjae looks so good 😂 i love when he does lives because they’re more natural and comfortable; it makes me... feel things 😍💚🍊

Youngjae is seriously underrated. I get that he's not that handsome compare to other members(but no dissing looks) but he has his charms! I was once not fomd of Youngjae but if you're into GOT7 for quite some time, you can see their charms! And yes you and Mark gonna be a great friend little orangey! Hahahahahahah watch me making that a dream of yours!

Also, runaway. YES ME TOO! Whenever I feel down, I just play that song again and again like, to give me some sort of energy! I love how jaebeom in the background still strong even just an adlib hahahahaha. In general, they say that song sounds like Charlie Puth's song but all I know is I'm in for Jinyoung hahahahahah.

If you have been following my blog for a while, some can actually see my attention has diverted to Jaebeom for a few times. And Jaebeom even get a lot of fics from me even when Jinyoung is my bias hahahahahah. We can't deny, Jaebeom wrecks everyone! And oohhh you said you're 10pm EST? Ahh so you'll have two more hours to midnight yes?

Nooo it's not a crazy time for me sweetheart. I am from Malaysia and my time is 11.16am at the moment. I am 13 hours ahead of you! I'm from the future yeah ahhahahahaha. I'll wait for you!

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(1/2) omg i used to say that i was a lost weasley child, so it fits! 😊 mark is definitely cute but scary. i always think he and i would NOT get along irl because we’d spend all our time yelling and then crying and yelling again. 😂 i also do agree that youngjae looks best bare-faced! when he goes live or posts his casual selfies, my heart melts! 🥰 -ahgase secret santa 🍊

Awwww. Lost weasley child hahahahahha. I bet you're as sweet as the weasleys too! No really? You and Mark hahahaha. I think you will make a great friend. Really! Mark will have soft spots for you because you know, you're his best friend! Hmm i smell a fanfic here hahahaha. Would you like that, little orangey? Also, Youngjae. Yes. I found out that he's so manly after that live where coco humped the soft toy (i can't believe I missed the moment) and I came to a conclusion that, indeed, he's so hot!

Also the fic hahahhahahahaha. You know, Runaway holds a certain special meaning to me. Let me tell you a story about that. On the day of GOT7 comeback, I was driving so I can't watch the MV first. So I can only listen to the spotify and the first thing I say was I don't like YCMN (jqvzkqjska I'm a liar now i listen to it religiously). But onto the Runaway, damn I listened to that one part of Jaebeom and I melted and the feeling lingered until later that night and oh god I CAN'T STOP BEING SOFT! Which is ironic since this era is supposed to be killing me with all the sexiness. And on top of that, the person I'm feeling soft with is Im Jaebeom, the walking sex symbol.

And Gym 7 waa written bcs hm Jinyoung, gym is an ooohhhhh combination hahahahahhaha. I'd pay to go to gym if he's my trainer 😏 alsooo thankyou for ready lucky stars! Do you love it? Tell me about it! And no the pictures are pretty bcs of camera trick. The real me is the centre picture hahahahahahaha.

It's almost time to reveal ourselves? Oh god I totally forgot! Do you want to reveal yourself today? On 25th? Or you have something in mind already?

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(1/2) little orangey is fine by me! objectively, i’m just a redhead, but my hair is more ginger so i always say orange. 😂 mark is definitely just a natural cutie; it’s like, in his DNA or something. but then he shows his arms and tattoos and it’s like 👀 omg 👀. and youngjae!!!! he IS interesting. i truly think he is the most underrated idol in terms of sexiness! sexy brain sexy bod sexy voice AND loves his dog! like please sir i want to date. 🥺💚 - ahgase secret santa

A red head? Ohhh you suddenly reminded me of the Weasleys hahahaha (sorry a hard core Harry Potter fan). Okay little orangey, for me, Mark is someone who are cute at nature but also very very scary. Like he’s only soft with he’s with you but if someone else tries to pick a fight....uhm let’s say that person is lucky if he just missing a toe or two. And Mr Youngjae here ejfnweifukwbnilsfk I AGREE WITH YOUU! I have to tell you that Youngjae looks the most handsome when he is barefaced. Damn he’s hot. I can’t deny that. And though I’m a Jinyoung stan, I’m fucking whipped for Youngjae’s stable vocal. Whoever hates on Youngjae’s vocal shall be tortured in China camp instead.

Okay for the writer ask. My fav piece that I’ve written will be Snowy Days where there are Pup7 (jfehbafjvbar don’t @ me, I am very soft for that drabble) If you’ve notice, I have more drabbles than a full shot story. This is because I tend to write one shots and not chaptered story. I sucks at making chaptered story because.....i have this habit where I stopped writing and just have a massive writer block. How about you, little orangey? Do you like any of my fic?