#sanha soft

[sanhasaur]

so say it ditto.

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[soopis]

june.

[nick-web]

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[i5hyuk]

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[m00nbap]

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[moonbinu]

230322 Fancafe Update

Fan Con: Diffusion - VCR shooting Behind

[slytherinshua]

Omg!! I'm also very thanlful for knowing you <333

ur requests have made me smile so much i'm so glad you found my blog and decided to request that first sanha fic 💜💜

[materialsscienceandengineering]

Magnetic micro spinbots can perform ultraprecise surface polishing and cleaning

A research team has unveiled an innovative technology for ultraprecision surface polishing and cleaning using simultaneously operating magnetic micro spinbots. These tiny robots, capable of nanometer-scale contaminant removal and polishing, offer a lightweight, scalable, and cost-effective alternative for advanced industries like semiconductors and optics. The team's findings have been published in the journal Small Structures, where they highlight the potential of magnetic soft robots to revolutionize precision manufacturing. The researchers were led by Professor Sanha Kim from the Korea Advanced Institute of Science and Technology (KAIST) and Professor Jeong Jae (JJ) Wie from the Hanyang University. In the production of high-density semiconductors, achieving ultra-low surface roughness on metal layers is crucial for device performance. Even minor imperfections can lead to defects that degrade the efficiency and reliability of electronic components.

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[hoshologies]

Seems like you got more markfs coming your way🤭

can i request mark+ice play? (i know you have written 2 mark drabbles+1 wip but please don’t get tired of writing for mark LMAO)

LMAO we'll see how my adhd deals w the influx of markfs asking me to write abt him, but i'm praying i don't burn out on him bc my life would be hell if i did fr

⌗ now playing ... bad idea, moonbin and sanha

warnings afab!reader (no gendered nicknames), ice play, mark being a lil sadistic

you're not quite sure where mark got the idea from, what part of his psyche conjured it up and convinced him to try it just once. when he'd pitched the idea of temperature play, you'd tentatively gotten behind it; it sounded interesting at the very least and with mark, you were willing to give anything a shot within reason.

so here you are, on a saturday night, the only one bare to the room. your clothes are discarded somewhere on his bedroom floor (you care not, of course) and you're sprawled on his bed, head canting back against his pillows. mark himself is settled between your legs, fully clothed, and dragging an ice cube up and down the skin he has access to (which is, for all intents and purposes, all of it).

"stop squirming," he says, pinching at your inner thigh and drawing a whine out of you. when he glances up at you, his eyes are darker than normal, predatory in a way that he saves just for you, for moments like this.

either way, you're trying to stay still for him (you want to be good, after all), but you're not used to the chill of the ice against your skin. and you suppose that is the point of this whole experience, but still, your muscles can't help but tense up and pull away from the near unbearable cold. you will yourself to calm down, mumbling a reedy m'sorry, mark, which earns you a soft kiss to soothe the place he pinched you.

but before you can settle yourself, brace for the next touch of the ice, but it doesn't come where you expect it. up until this second, mark has been keeping it to your legs and your navel, relishing in the way your body reacted to the sudden cold; that's where you expect it to stay.

instead, he presses it right over your folds, draws it over your clit, along every sensitive part of you. you can't help but squeal, shift your hips to get away from it, crying out a it's cold, markie, but his free hand holds you down, the ice cube chasing after you.

in some twisted way, the biting cold feels so good, has white heat rushing through you. and even though you're whining, mark watches how your pussy clenches around nothing, how your slick seeps from it and coats his dark duvet. his hot breath soothes the chill, tongue lathing over you to get your skin hot again, just to bring the ice back.

when he offers you a reprieve ("you just gotta tell me if you want me to stop"), but in that same twisted way, now that you've started, you don't want him to stop. it's all too exquisite, the way he licks away the burning cold, driving you towards that precipice you so desire. you tell him to keep going until the ice is melted. and he so readily complies.

© hoshologies 2023. do not translate, copy, or repost my work on any site.

[beautifulchris]

meteor shower

pairing: lee felix x gn!reader

wc: 3,9k

featuring: kim seungmin, yang jeongin, astro’s sanha, txt’s soobin

summary: it takes time to realize your own feelings sometimes. even if they’re for your favorite person

genres: hogwarts!au, childhood friends to lovers!au, muggleborn hufflepuff!felix, halfblood hufflepuff!reader, fluff, comedy, slight angst

tw: sickenly fluffy, kisses, sanha lives dangerously

notes: moodboard made by me, pictures found on the internet. reposting works from my old blog

order of writing: chan - jisung - minho - hyunjin - jeongin - seungmin - changbin - felix

networks: @kflixnet @k-labels @straykidsland @kwritersworld

tag list: @badwithten @soobin-chois @raethethey send ask/dm/comment to be added!

“It’s still OK for tonight, right?”

Felix was your best friend since you were in diapers. Your families were friends, so you went to a muggle school and did everything together, even though you were a halfblood from your dad’s side.

When Felix got his letter from Hogwarts, the first thing he thought of doing was run to your house and excitedly shake it in front of your face. With a rather shocked expression—mouth wide open kind of shock—, you showed him yours. It was so unlikely to happen; you had prepared yourself for months to tell him you wouldn’t be able to go to secondary school with him. And finally, against all odds, he was going with you at Hogwarts.

You remember when he told your dad after learning about his bloodline, eyes wide and shiny, “y/dad/n, I’ve never noticed!”

You’ve been sorted into the same house and, four years later, you still don’t know if it was your will to stay by your best friend’s side or your personality that put you in Hufflepuff. Maybe both.

“Of course, Lix.”

One of Felix’s favorite spots at Hogwarts was the Astronomy tower. It was the tallest one of the castle, surrounded by a parapet and turret, and without a doubt the best spot to look at the sky —especially the stars and the moon. It was usually out-of-bounds except for classes but Felix was determined to spend quality time with you there every chance he got.

“Cool. I’ll bring snacks.”

The second favorite spot of your best friend was the kitchen. He found the entrance on a rainy Sunday during his first year. He was so bored he decided to touch every inanimate object in every painting of the whole castle —I agree it’s a rather odd hobby—, until the green pear in a painting of a bowl of fruit in the donjons giggled and turned into a large green door handle. When he entered, he faced a dozen house elves smiling and bowing to him, proposing tea and snacks. They were all wearing the same tea towel, draped like a toga, bearing the Hogwarts’ crest.

Ever since, you have been going to the Astronomy tower together with some food to share as you observed the stars, and sometimes your gaze shifted to the freckles on his soft looking face. You often thought the galaxy had nothing on them.

Tonight, however, as you left the common room to go to the Astronomy tower a few minutes after Felix, your luck left you. You only got to walk a few meters before none other than the head boy of Slytherin, Minghao you recalled, spotted you and mercilessly gave you detention for “wandering the castle’s alleyways in the middle of the night”. Shoulders down, you were forced to go back to your dorms, without the possibility of warning Felix —none of you had an owl.

Felix waited for you for two whole hours, mindlessly picking at the food he brought. Thinking you bailed on him, he got upset and sad, and eventually came back to sleep around three.

The next morning, he didn’t wait for you and directly went to eat breakfast. When you entered the Great Hall, Felix was eating and talking to Sanha. Feeling a hand on your shoulder, you turned your head; It was Soobin.

“He seemed a bit tense when he got up. What happened?”

You pouted. “I got caught.”

“Ah shoot. Come on, let’s eat.” You adored Soobin, he always knew how to comfort you (read: he doesn’t). Felix did his best to ignore you; it was unsure who was the most hurt by the other.

“Lix,” you called as you sat in front of him, “I’m sorry about last night. Minghao saw me and gave me detention.”

His eyes softened as he looked up at you. So much for being upset. He was relieved you didn’t stand him up. Not that you would… He just got insecure.

“It’s okay, I had fun with…” He was searching for some smart remark but couldn’t come up with anything. He was nervous. “Actually, I practiced the red sparks charm.”

“I bet you’ve mastered it by now,” teased Sanha.

“I waited for you in the common room. I revised for the care of magical creatures test but I almost fell asleep so I went to sleep,” you explained, deliberately ignoring Sanha.

“Are you going to keep breaking the rules for the sake of your little nightly dates the whole year?” asked Soobin, seriousness in his voice.

You snorted, finding the date allusions delusional, although the more you thought about it, the more your cheeks burned. Meanwhile, Felix choked on his pumpkin juice.

“We don’t—”

“That’s not—”

“You know friendly dates exist, right? Why are you getting into a stew? That’s suspicious.” Soobin snickered along the brown haired boy, amused by your alarmed states. For the rest of the breakfast, Felix and you avoided looking at each other.

(っ◔◡◔)っ ✿

To no one’s surprise, Felix got the highest score on his care of magical creatures test about nifflers, while you got an E, which was a good score; you did revise after all.

During recess, Soobin wanted to work on his divination essay, or at least try to come up with something tangible. Felix helped Jeongin out with a flobberworm issue and Sanha preferred to find out how close he could get to the Whomping Willow without getting crushed. You had to work on a charms assignment but this was more interesting.

Soon, clusters of different houses and ages came to see the show. Sanha spent a few minutes carefully getting closer and dodging some branches, but couldn’t avoid the last one. He flew three meters away, his face first on the mud, under the laughing and clapping of the crowd.

You ran to him, suppressing a snort. “You okay?”

“Sure, that was fun,” he smiled as he dusted off his robes and pants. “Fancy trying?”

“Absolutely not, thanks. Come on, we’re going to be late for potions.”

“We still have t—”

The ringing sound shut him up.

You pointed your wand to his muddy face and whispered: “Tergeo.” All the dirt got sucked by your wand. He thanked you then followed you into the dungeons, where Felix and Soobin were already talking.

“Sanha, what’s with your robes? Is that… a tree bark?” asked Felix as he took a piece of crust out of his robes to take a closer look.

“Yeah, I almost touched the Whomping Willow’s trunk but a branch got me first.”

“You’re living dangerously,” laughed Soobin, quickly followed by the group.

The glee quickly died down when the potions professor opened the door of his classroom.

“I’m sure you’re having fun, however I’ll deduct twenty points to whoever laughs during my class,” the professor said with his usual monotonous voice. Several students sighed as you walked to your table next to your best friends.

“Today we’ll brew the Pepperup potion. Can anyone tell me what this potion does?” Almost immediately, Sanha raised his hand. “Yoon?”

“It cures the common cold and warms up the recipient.”

“Indeed. Five points for Hufflepuff. Now, who can tell me the inventor of this potion?”

Again, Sanha’s hand raised first. “Glover Hipworth, sir.”

“Good, five more points for Hufflepuff.”

Sanha loved potions, to state the obvious, and he had a remarkable memory. While he was impressive for knowing every detail about any potion, from the ingredients needed to the fun facts, Soobin’s area of expertise was preparing them. One could say they made a good team.

Felix and you weren’t that bad either, you always prepared your potions almost perfectly. What was for sure was that you never burned a cauldron or made any potion explode, which was more than Renjun and Jeno could say. The pair of Ravenclaws never seemed to stay away from trouble in this class.

Later that day, Felix and Seungmin were looking at the House Points hourglasses, debating on who had the most points when they saw fifteen sapphire gems being deducted. They looked at each other and the younger one sighed.

“Who do you think it is, this time?”

“Probably Jisung,” the Ravenclaw student answered. “I swear, he’ll be the death of me,” he wailed, rubbing his forehead with the palm of his hand like a tired-of-life man.

Felix tried his best not to laugh, feeling sorry for him. They parted ways after that, Felix going to the care of magical creatures class while Seungmin went to ancient runes.

Your best friend was outside, on his way to the edge of the forest when you spotted him from afar. Running to him, you tripped on your own feet and fell on his back. Due to the fact he didn’t see nor hear you coming, he couldn’t prepare himself for the impact, meaning he fell head first into the grass, his arms up in a dramatic way. As you got up, you profusely apologized for your clumsiness.

Felix sweetly smiled at you, and, while you were helping him up, he said: “I’m okay, Y/N. Are you?”

“Oh, yeah, I’m good. Are you sure you are, though?”

“I am, promise. Let’s go, we’re gonna see fire crabs today!” he joyfully said, taking your hand in his to drag you along.

They were cute from afar but kind of intimidating, these crabs. You knew they could shoot flames from their rear end, but you also learned a lot: They were native to the Fiji Island, their multicolored jeweled shell was extremely valuable and they were an endangered species. Noting every important piece of information you heard on your parchment, you weren’t aware of Felix’s gaze on your face every now and then. He loved how you looked when you were focusing; brows slightly frowned and mouth forming a thin line.

He ignored the pain of his limbs as he watched you in adoration.

While going back to the castle, Sanha pointed to a puddle of mud next to the Whomping Willow with a proud smile. “We still see the imprint of my head when I fell in the mud this morning.”

(っ◔◡◔)っ ✿

First weekend of March, the fourth Quidditch match of the year was about to begin, opposing Gryffindor to Hufflepuff. Felix was in one of the towers, being the commentator of the match.

As a faithful best friend, you went to every match to cheer on your team, but especially Felix. No matter who won, as long as your best friend had fun up there.

Gryffindor won this match, 360 to 210… For their defense, Hufflepuff didn’t have Hyunjin, Chan and his partner. They were a force to be reckoned with.

Felix’s mood was down until after dinner, when, on his way to the dungeons with Soobin and Sanha, he heard the astronomy professor say there was going to be a meteor shower that night. She was disappointed that it was Saturday, because she couldn’t bring any class to show them.

But Felix could show you.

He ran to his common room, searching for you. Seated on the comfortable couch near the fireplace, you were doing your care of magical creatures assignment. When he spotted you, a smile even bigger than the one he already had adorned his lips and he came in front of you, panting a little.

“Are you okay?” you worriedly asked, putting your parchment and quill aside.

“Never better. Date tonight at one at the Astronomy tower?” He looked more excited than usual.

“What’s the occasion?”

“We don’t need one, but if you insist, there’s a meteor shower tonight.”

You beamed; you’ve always wanted to see one. “Okay, I’ll come.”

“Brilliant.”

Sanha and Soobin entered the common room together, sending a knowing look with a smirk at Felix then went to their dorm without a word. Following your best friend’s confused gaze, you saw your friends’ backs leaving the room through the round door leading to the boy dorms.

“Come sit with me, we’ll do our assignments then go to the Astronomy tower,” you proposed, and Felix gladly accepted.

You patiently waited for the common room to empty, and once your best friend and you were the only ones there, on the comfortable couch of your earthly favorite place of the castle, you put your stuff in a corner and left as discreetly as possible.

As you were carelessly running, hand in hand, to the tallest tower of the castle in the middle of the night, he exclaimed with a mischievous grin: “I promise Y/N, this meteor shower is going to be worth the detention!”

But you didn’t get detention that night. Instead, you watched a spectacular show in the sky next to your favorite person then went to bed, head full of stars, heart full of love.

“Don’t you think our friends’ smiles hit differently after their nightly date, Soobin?”

The four of you were seated at the Hufflepuff table in the Great Hall for breakfast, Felix and you opposite your two tall friends.

“You’re right Sanha, it’s quite the view,” smirked the black haired boy, clearly mocking you and your best friend, who was quieter than usual.

Quickly glancing at him, his flushed cheeks made your own face warm up and you looked away, clearing your throat. Taking a long sip of pumpkin juice seemed more interesting than anything else at that moment, making you miss the noiseless laughs from across the table and the shy eyes stealthily gazing at you from your left.

(っ◔◡◔)っ ✿

“Felix, I appreciate your help on this essay, truly I do, but you’ve been staring at…” he followed his friend’s gaze, “the wall for a while now. Are you okay?”

Jeongin had asked Felix for help on his salamander essay, resulting in them being in the library, but the older one’s mind seemed to be elsewhere.

He shook his head and turned his attention to his friend. “Sorry, you were saying?”

“Are you okay?” he repeated.

“Yeah, sure. You wrote that salamanders live as long as the flames they were birthed from continue to burn, right?”

“Yes.”

“And you didn’t forget to note that scale rot, if left untreated, can cause a salamander’s tail to detach?”

“Noted.”

“And—”

“Felix,” Jeongin cut him off.

“Yeah?”

“I finished the essay ten minutes ago. Are you sure you’re okay?”

He loudly exhaled, earning a ‘shh’ from the librarian that was walking by, and put his head in his hands. “Was it easy for you to comprehend your own feelings?”

Jeongin was taken aback by the question. Of all people, Felix was asking him for advice. The thirteen year old who liked and was dating his cute Slytherin classmate for roughly a month.

“I asked for advice myself… but in the end, I knew it wasn’t just friendship.”

The older one looked up to his friend and pouted. “I think I like my best friend.”

Jeongin beamed, clapping quietly. “That’s so cool!”

“No, it’s not!” he whisper-shouted, receiving a quizzical stare. “What am I supposed to do?!”

“You’re not just asking me that.”

Frustration built inside the blonde boy, he didn’t know how to deal with his newfound feelings. How was he supposed to repress them in front of you? Act normal? He knew it would be more difficult than staying awake during divination.

But he had to try.

Before Felix could join his friends at the Hufflepuff table for dinner though, Seungmin stopped him in his tracks.

“You look constipated. Lost house points?” The joke brought the shadow of a smile on Felix’s face, and that was when his friend knew something was wrong. “Oh.”

“Oh?”

“Does Y/N know?” Know what? He was confusing the poor boy even more. “That you like them.”

Now, if Felix had a drink in his mouth at that moment, he would’ve spat it all. “How did you know?”

“Please, it’s obvious to everyone. So?”

“I don’t think so…”

“Okay. Don’t beat yourself up too much, alright? You can go for it,” he comforted him as he patted his shoulder.

He sat down next to Jisung before Felix could say anything. He finally joined his friends and sat across from you, his Ravenclaw friend’s words confusing him even more, if that was even possible at this point.

“I smell change,” Soobin raised an eyebrow, suspiciously looking around.

“What are you talking about now?” you giggled, nudging him.

“No, I smell it too,” Sanha added, eyes boring into the side of your best friend’s face.

Felix was concentrating on cutting his meat, trying his best not to spare you a glance.

“You okay, Lix?”

Your concerned voice was all it took for him to look at you. He was so weak for you, it scared him a little. “Sure,” he replied, giving you a small smile, holding so much adoration in his eyes as always. “Just tired.”

You nodded with an understanding smile, and dinner after that was rather silent. Unbeknownst to both of you, Sanha and Soobin shared a knowing look, shaking their heads in desperation.

The next day after class, the four of you were around a table in the common room. Two were working while the other two were bored, staring at the ceiling —guess who— until Soobin abruptly got up from his armchair. “I have an idea.”

“A good one?” Sanha enquired.

“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.”

Five minutes later, the two rowdies were building a house of cards with Soobin’s deck of exploding snap. Knowing the scaffolding could explode at any moment, Felix and you quickly put your school related stuff back in your bags in silence.

Deciding it wasn’t entertaining enough, Felix left the common room to do his assignments in the library. You wanted to see who would make the whole thing explode first, but spending time with your best friend you had a not-so-secret crush on was too tempting.

Too immersed into contemplating how or even if you were going to speak to him about your growing feelings, you missed the hole in the stairs. Felix, who climbed over it without thinking about it, flinched when the armor upstairs started creaking, bursting into a guttural laughter. Raising a brow in suspicion, he turned around. As he saw you knee deep in the stair’s hole, he hastily climbed down the stairs to help you up, putting his arms under yours.

Once you were out of ‘danger’, Felix dusted your robe and looked at you in concern. “Are you okay?”

Ashamed of your clumsiness —especially considering you knew exactly where the hole was—, you nodded, staring at the floor. “I’m sorry.”

You missed your best friend’s side smile and soft eyes. “There’s absolutely no reason for you to apologize. It happens. What’s important is that you’re okay.”

He took your hand in his and walked in the direction of the library, avoiding the hole and any other obstacle that may have come your way. His hand was warm against your colder one.

It felt nice.

You were in the library in no time, sitting at a table in the charms aisle. Concentration was difficult on both parts, the close proximity of a few minutes prior still vivid in your minds. Instead of diligently writing your essays, you glanced at each other from time to time, blushing like idiots.

If Seungmin or Jeongin were here, they would probably tell them to communicate. Like, it wasn’t that hard—

“Felix?” His face shot up from his rather blank parchment on vanishing spells, expectantly waiting for your next words. “Let’s go to the Astronomy tower tonight.”

He gulped. It was usually him that proposed the nightly dates. He felt so warm inside, he nodded and gave you his toothy smile you loved so much.

That night, when Felix came up to the tower a few minutes after you, his eyes widened at the sight. You had prepared a little picnic full of his favorite snacks and juice. The sky was clear so you could plainly see the stars and constellations.

“What’s the occasion?”

“We don’t need one, but if you insist,” you repeated his words from a few days ago with a grin, “I’m asking you out on a date.”

He blinked a few times at your bold words, processing the news. You suddenly felt shy, cheeks burning furiously when Felix got closer to you. He gently intertwined your fingers together, looking at you with such adoration, it was hard to hold his gaze.

“I’d love to go on a date with you,” he whispered, closing the gap between your foreheads. “Once more.”

Felix knew deep down that all of the dates you’ve both been on were not so friendly to him. It just took time to realize it.

You wanted to kiss him, but were too shy to initiate it. Thankfully he got the hint and, after asking for consent, gave you a peck, and another, and another. Each time longer than the one before, both smiling into the soft kisses. He then gave you the biggest loving hug.

Eventually you enjoyed the picnic, watching the stars like always. After a few minutes of comfortable silence, you turned to the human you loved most.

“The stars wish they were as bright as you.”

Felix blushed, burying his face in the crook of your neck to hide his reaction. You ran your fingers through his hair, kissing the top of his head tenderly. The night ended smoothly, both falling asleep in each other’s arms on the picnic sheet.

The next day, at breakfast, Soobin and Sanha spotted you coming from the stairs instead of the dungeons on their way to breakfast.

“Where were you? You never went to bed yesterday,” enquired Soobin, waiting at the end of the staircase in the Entrance Hall.

“Where did you sleep and what did you do?” asked Sanha, hands on his hips, looking at you both suspiciously.

“Went on a date, ate snacks, watched the sky, kissed and fell asleep there,” you recounted on your fingers.

“You WHAT?” Sanha choked on air while the black haired boy gasped dramatically.

“We kissed,” repeated Felix, beaming and showing your entwined fingers to your friends, which you know they had missed because their eyes widened.

“Oh, dear. It’s happening,” Sobbin said, clutching at Sanha’s arm. “The ship has sailed.”

Sanha laughed under your questioning gaze and Felix’s incredulous one.

“You knew, too?” he asked your tall friends.

“Please, the whole school knew at this point. You were probably the last two to realize.”

“Thanks for the precision, Sanha,” you sighed, “but at least we know now,” you added with a smile as you turned to Felix, kissing his cheek.

Soobin fake threw up while Sanha acted like he was framing the scene. “Cute.”

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“Hufflepuff wins the House Cup this year!” the headmaster told the entirety of the students and professors. It was the last day of the year, you were excited for another summer with your best friend, except this time, you came home as lovers.

Felix hugged your side, happy your house won this Cup, if not the Quidditch Cup. He caught a glimpse of Seungmin shaking his head in disappointment and fatigue.

With reason, Ravenclaw was last with 380 points. Third was Slytherin with 395 points, Gryffindor second with 430 points and, finally, Hufflepuff had 495 points.

thank you for reading! if you enjoyed, please let me know <3 and here's the masterlist!

[leehestia]

Jealousy // sanha x reader ft. eunwoo

Pairing: sanha x reader

Genre: angst, fluff

Synopsis: Sanha denies his love for Y/N, but later on realizes it through jealousy.

Warnings: jealousy, insecurity, swearing (?), dorm era

Authors note: THSI WAS REQUESTED BUT I TOTALLY LOST THE REQUEST OMG IM SO SORRY 💀 I am a dumbass and it was my first request so i didnt know how to work it🧍‍♀️

Authors note (2): i know sanha and eunwoo love each other very much and we don't know whats going on in their lives, so i just wanted to yet yall know that its not completely accurate, and that sanha may or may not be feeling this feeling towards eunwoo, but we don't know 🤷‍♀️

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"Of course they'd hang out, they're both perfect." Sanha sighed through the phone call. "I know. But we can't do anything about it. We can't just force them to stop just for your sake." Moonbin answered. "It's just really annoying. The way Eunwoo just does everything with her these days." Sanha groaned. "Wait, don't tell me..." "What?" "Do you seriously like Y/N?" "Of course I do, she's my friend." Sanha said, confused. "No, you dumbass. As a woman." Moonbin remarked. "Oh- well I- I never really thought about it." Sanha blushed. Moonbin paused for a moment with a chuckle, "Okay then... I guess not." Moonbin shruged. "H-hyung, I'll get going, someone else is calling and it's really important... Bye!" Sanha excused

He sighed with his heart furiously beating in his chest. Liked you as a woman? Couldn't be true.

Suddenly, Sanha heard the doorbell ring. He went to open the door only to see you.

"Oh, Sanha." You smiled. "Y/N..." Sanha said with nervous excitement. "May I ask where Eunwoo is?" You said. Sanha paused, an awkward smile forming on his face as he avoids eye contact. "He's just in his room." Sanha answered before giving space for you to come in. "Thanks..." You said with a soft laugh before coming in and removing your shoes. You hung your scarf and coat on the rack, before walking towards Eunwoo's room.

Sanha just watched you by the door, looking at you with a pout. He then later closed the door and walked to his room with a sigh. He lied on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He kept hearing giggles and laughter from outside his room, your voice of fun annoying him. Sanha groaned, taking his earphones from the bedside table and plugging it into his phone, playing music. He put it on the loudest volume, and closing his eyes to fall a sleep.

But he couldn't sleep.

Whenever his eyes close, his brain is plastered with an image of you. Whenever love songs play, he imagines you and him as each lyric. It annoyed him like hell. He wanted to throw his phone on a wall. He took his earphones out, stepping out of his bed as he went outside.

There, he saw you and Eunwoo. You and Eunwoo’s perfect faces in the kitchen, sitting on the counter chairs while eating. "God, please get a room." Sanha said with an eye roll as he walked towards the kitchen. You only laughed, looking at Sanha's annoyed expression. Sanha went straight to the fridge, looking at it. He immediately took the iced coffee, closing the fridge. “Ya… what’s that in your hand?” You asked, eyeing the iced coffee. Sanha looked, and started laughing awkwardly. “You hate coffee…” Eunwoo said. “I grabbed the wrong one.” Sanha said, before going back to the fridge and putting it back, getting the banana juice. “That’s Moonbin’s.” Eunwoo pointed at the banana juice. “Oh.” Sanha put back the juice and properly looked at the fridge this time. He sighed, taking the strawberry juice. “Have fun guys.” Sanha said in a sarcastic tone, going back to his room. “What’s wrong with him?“ You asked, looking at Eunwoo. Eunwoo looked back at you with a shrug, “22 year old hormones I guess…” You gave Eunwoo a chuckle.

Sanha silently screamed into a pillow as he kicked his bed. Sanha reached for the strawberry juice on his bedside table and finished it in one go. He crumpled the box with furrowed eyebrows, and threw it in the trash can like a basketball. “SCORE!” He shouted. Realizing what he just done, he put a hand on his mouth. He sighed, and continued to scream into his pillow. “What are you doing…” Minhyuk, his roommate walked it. “Rocky hyung!” Sanha whined, kicking. “You’re like a baby, Sanha. What happened now?” Minhyuk sat beside Sanha. “I don’t want to admit it, but I’m starting to get annoyed with Eunwoo and Y/N.” Sanha pouted. Minhyuk raised an eyebrow, then suddenly gasped, “You’re jealous!” He said, pointing at Sanha. “No, why would I be?” Sanha questioned. “Because no one gives a shit about them, it’s just you. Moonbin told me about your little stutters during the phone call.” Minhyuk teased. “I did not stutter! It probably lagged!” Sanha defended. “Ey… That’s obviously jealousy, Sanha.” Minhyuk crossed his arms. “It’s not!” “Then go take a jealousy quiz to see if you are!” Minhyuk suggested. “That’s stupid.” Sanha said. “Just take it, I’m telling you, you’re so obviously jealous!”

3 minutes later, Sanha finished taking the quiz, “IM JEALOUS?” Sanha choked. “I knew it!” Minhyuk laughed. “Yah, do you like Y/N? I mean as a woman by the way.” “No!” Sanha exclaimed. “Weh… Take another quiz!” Minhyuk instructed. “What? No-“ “Take it.” Minhyuk furrowed his eyebrows.

3 minutes later once more, ��WHAT? THATS NOT TRUE! THIS QUIZ CANNOT DEFINE MY FEELINGS!” Sanha shouted, pointing at his phone that he just threw on the floor. Minhyuk cackled, finding joy in Sanha’s denial. “That’s just a stupid quiz hyung! I don’t like her!” “Then you love her~” Minhyuk laughed, receiving a hit on the arm by Sanha. “Yah, let’s go test it out.” Minhyuk said, excited. He pushed Sanha out of their room and into the kitchen.

There, they both saw you and Eunwoo still eating. “Oh, Y/N, Eunwoo!” Minhyuk called out, still pushing Sanha towards the both of you. “Oh, Minhyuk. Do you want to join us?” You asked, making Eunwoo look at you confused. “Of course!” Minhyuk laughed, placing Sanha to sit beside you, then him sitting beside Eunwoo. “What were you guys talking about?” Eunwoo suddenly asked.

“Why’d you ask?” Sanha answered back. “I heard you shouting “That’s not true this quiz cannot define my feelings!”” Eunwoo mimicked Sanha with a laugh, causing Sanha to glare at him. “It’s just nothing, Rocky hyung forced me to take some personality quiz.” Sanha half-lied. It was true that the quiz was about his personality and feelings, but he left something very important about that quiz. It was about his feelings towards you. “Well I guess that personality quiz showed something you never knew about yourself.” You laughed, making Sanha blush. “Oh- Y-yeah I guess…”

…

“See you next next week guys!” Eunwoo waved. Eunwoo was going to a fashion event for two weeks in Paris, and it joyed Sanha. He wouldn’t have to see Y/N and him flirting in the kitchen or living room for two weeks. Two weeks! He was so happy that he even gave Eunwoo a goodbye gift like he would never come back.

“Thanks again Sanha for the gift, see you!” Eunwoo cupped Sanha’s cheeks, squishing them. “Okay, okay, bye bye!” Sanha grinned. Eunwoo left, shutting the door. Jinwoo clasped his hands, turning back to his room. The rest of the members did the same, except Sanha. He stood infront of the door, a big grin still on his face.

No Y/N! No Eunwoo! No flirting! No teasing! The best idea for Sanha.

The doorbell rang, and Sanha being infront of the door, he opened it.

"Sanha!" "Y/N?" Sanha said, shocked. "Why are you here? I thought you knew Eunwoo left." Sanha asked. "I know Eunwoo left, but he's not my only friend here." You smiled. "Okay..." Sanha said, awkward, "Come in... I guess..."

You gave him a smile and went in, hanging your coat and removing your shoes. "Where are your members?" You asked, going straight to the kitchen. "They're in their room." Sanha answered, following behind her.

"Well then, I'm sure they wouldn't want to be disturbed. Let's eat! Just the two of us." You smiled widely. Just the two of us. Just the two of us?! Sanha smiled back, but it was totally awkward.

"Well, what do you guys have?" You asked, opening the fridge. "Not much, we don't really stay here that much, as you know. We have rameyon though." Sanha answered. "That'll do!" You giggled. "Where is it? Is it here?" You said, trying to reach for the highest shelf. Sanha sighed, seeing you struggle.

He walked up to you, holding your shoulder for support as he reached for the rameyon. You blushed as his chest was pressed to your back, his hand shifting from your shoulder to your waist. "What kind of stupid ass would put this at the back of the shelf..." Sanha complained, finally taking ahold of the rameyon. He turned and walked to the stove, leaving you red and sheepish. "You're so young yet so tall..." You complimented to boost your self-confidence about how 'you're not short and that he's just tall'. You're neck almost gets dislocated everytime you see Sanha.

He chuckled at your compliment, starting the electric stove and adding water. You both gawkily leaned on the counter while waiting for the water to boil a little. A few minutes later, Sanha pushed himself off the counter, going to the stove to add the noodles. He stirred them around a bit, before going back beside you to lean awkwardly again. What a pain.

"What made you hang out with Eunwoo a lot these days?" Sanha asked out of the blue. You were not ready for that question. "Well, I haven't really thought about it. Do you usually need a reason to hang out with someone?" You answered with a shrug. "No, not really. Just asking." Sanha scratched his nape. He gulped for a moment, before continuing, "It's just that... you know, it used to be... us, usually..." Sanha pressed his lips together. "Oh"

There it was again. Awkwardness.

"I mean, I'm not saying you should choose me over Eunwoo, I'm just wondering that- well- I-" Sanha didn't know what to say, he just... gave up and sighed, going back to the stove to stir the noodles. He stirred for a moment, then stopping. "Do you... like me?" Sanha said, placing the fork down. "Of course I do." You answered hesitantly, not knowing what he meant. “What?” You paused for a little, analyzing what he just said. "Oh, well- Sanha I- I'm- uh- washroom." You stuttered, running away. Sanha looked back as he saw you running into the washroom. He softly smiled and giggled as opened the rameyon powder and poured it in.

...

Pure silence was the loudest thing that was going on. Pure silence.

You didn't feel like eating, as you just stared at the red soup that drowned the noodles. "Eat, Y/N." Sanha said, mouth full of noodles. You looked at Sanha who was currently sitting across you, and sighed as you gave him a nod, picking up the chopsticks.

"Sanha, would we still be friends if I was a worm?" You asked, dipping your spoon into the soup. "Sure, I guess." Sanha said. "What if I dated Eunwoo, would we still be friends?" You said abruptly.

Sanha just stared at you, his cheeks puffed and red from the spice of the noodles, and maybe because of your question. "Of course I would.” Sanha said in a low voice, stuffing himself with noodles. "But why?” You continued to question him. “Isn’t it obvious? Why would your relationship with Eunwoo affect ours?” You closed your eyes before replying, "I see.” Sanha's eyebrows were furrowed this time, his expression slowly changing. You looked up at him to see his expression of antipathy to your personal questions. You gave an awkward smile before saying, "Oh no, I think there's an misunderstanding..." You chuckled, before looking down. "Are you dating Eunwoo?” You can sense that Sanha was getting annoyed. “No.” You mumbled. “Then what?” He said. You've been going around in circles ever since you step foot in this dorm today, of course he'd be annoyed. And you were most definitely annoyed at yourself too. Asking him random questions, getting him all confused, the cause of this whole uncomfortable circus.

“Sanha I-“

"Y/N I like you." Sanha said with furrowed eyebrows and closed eyes, his fist balled on top of the table. Finally. This confusing story of Sanha and yours was over. Now you just had to think of a response. "Really?"

"Yes really, Y/N."

You couldn't say anything else. You just looked into his eyes with a huge blush. Sanha looked into yours too, his expression softening.

You broke eye contact and quickly stood up, turning around to look at anything but Sanha. Sanha stood up as well, and went to you. You felt his tall-self hovering behind you as you bit your lip. "Y/N, is it because you like Eunwoo and not me?" Sanha's words hit you like a strong brick. You turned around and looked at him, a pout on his face. "No..." You whispered. “It’s just that I…” “You what?” Sanha continued to look at you, until you finally gathered courage.

You went on your tiptoes and pulled him down by his collar, giving him a quick peck on the lips. You let go of Sanha and see his smile of accomplishment.

"I like you, and it’s just that Eunwoo knows this secret of mine which is why we spent a lot of time together because I wanted to get closer with you again. I’m so sorry Sanha.” You explained, still gripping onto his collar. “Okay…” Sanha said with a soft smile, making you look at him.

"Okay..." You whispered with a soft smile, before slowly letting go of his collar.

“So… you like me?” “I like you” “So we’re dating now?” Sanha asked cheekily. “If you want…” You replied. “Well, it’s what I want.” Sanha said with a smile. “Alright.” You said with a useless thumbs up. Sanha laughed at your thumbs up and took your hand. “Jealousy isn’t really a good feeling, Y/N.” Sanha pouted. “I know~ That’s why I’ll be careful now. But you also have to be careful!” You replied, feeling more comfortable now. Sanha chuckling at your expression.

“I will.” Sanha smiled.

[asterocky]

yoon sanha has such a phenomenal voice. this voice was created by the muse of music euterpe and dipped in thick honey to heal hearts and give pure delight. when sanha sings, he has the ability to effortlessly convey emotion and depth through his vocals. he has the smoothest, most velvety tone that touches the very depths of your being and brings so much peace. if balsam for the soul had a voice, it would be yoon sanha’s singing voice. it is strong and forward, yet so pillowy and soft. yoon sanha has the greatest voi-

[checkers-dance]

NOT ME HERE AGAIN... my kpop tl is a fucking MESS. it's wonho's bday, which usually would be a nice thing but ROCKY JUST LEFT, I CAN'T EVEN THINK ABOUT THAT. HAPPY WONHO DAY I GUESS (SAID THROUGH TEARS).

and mx was also releasing content today but i cant even be bothered to look it up, im fighting for my life.

obviously fans are REALLY upset. and even as someone who isn't THAT crazy about astro and has been a fan for a relatively short period of time this is kinda fucked up 😭 i have a really big soft spot for rocky and i know the past few months haven't been great for him (long story) so to see it come to this is just kind of :') i will absolutely feel his absence and i'm really worried for the guys!! this can't be easy but it's not like they can talk about it. but then i remember the stuff with his brother recently and i think that gives me a little bit of comfort. like by then it probably had already been decided he would be leaving the group so i think it cheers me up a little that he's still doing things that make him happy. it reassures me that he'll probably be fine and this will be for the best, but i can't imagine this was an easy decision to make and i do hope he takes it easy.

AND THEN. THEIR COMPANY IS BEING HORRIBLE ABOUT ALL OF THIS. so we got the news not even a day ago, everyone feels awful, and then they suddenly announce moonbin and sanha are going on tour??? READ THE ROOM, HELP, FANS ARE LITERALLY CRYING. i'm just amazed at how disrespectful that is towards both rocky and the fanbase.

but to make things worse. the tour announcement has a typo 😭 how do you make a typo on an official announcement, this just doesn't feel real to me help. but whatever. it was rlly insensitive and just an overall horrible idea to drop the news like this but the news are out. and guess what. they're fucking coming to my city and i dont know if i should feel excited, i'm going through the 5 stages of grief 😭tbh idek if i could go see them but like... i guess i'll keep it in mind?

WONHO'S BDAY? So that's why it was trending, rip, I missed it. Also help, the fact that the announcement has a typo on the official account is kind of funny, it must've been rushed out or smth. The fact that they're coming to ur city is so cool :0, u've never seen astro perform live so it could be worth it to go. But yeah the timing is rlly unfortunate :/, hopefully there's some time before the ticket sales open so u have a proper chance to decide whether u want to go

[personalstuffandwritings]

Moonbin-ah I’m a bit of a fan of yours I listened to some Astro songs, watched some of your music videos, I’ve seen the drama you were in, and I even watched your YouTube promotions with Sanha. To me you seemed like such a sweet and kind person, soft spoken, keeping to yourself but empathetic, you were a K-pop idol I thought I would be friends with if we had met through school or work. It is so incredibly sad that you’re not here any more, you had so much left to do here, you were talented at your job and hard working, as well as kind and funny. It is a tragedy that the world didn’t show you the same care that you did for the world. I’m so sad that you died alone, I’m so sad that you felt you had no one to turn to. You will be so missed by your friends, family, co-workers, and fans. Even though it didn’t feel like it, you were so loved, you will be so missed, your death shouldn’t have happened. You left too soon, I wish you love and light, please understand though that I don’t want anyone else to leave us this soon, I’m going to call my friends now because connection is the only thing keeping us here, I’m sorry you couldn’t find connection here, couldn’t see it, you were loved here, we promise to tell you more from now on, even though it’s too late, love and light Moonbin-ah.

[soulmate-solstice]

Say My Name : Sabi

Age: 23(‘00)

MBTI: ENTJ-A

Biases: minghao, vernon, sanha, jackson, renjun, jaehyun, jaemin, kihyun, I.M, taeyong

Currently listening to: Rover by Kai

hmm.. i’m not sure what else to put here so feel free to get to know me! 👀

soft & hard hours are always open! once i learn to make a master list, i’ll add anything i’m NOT comfortable writing or discussing. for now, i’ll just ignore any of those asks if i receive them.

although i’m debating making a separate account for nsfw posts, this account will be 18+. minors DNI; you will be blocked.

[complete-in-ix]

Pretty Flower, Sharp Thorns

Rated: G Warning(s): Implied death

Description: Minhyuk is just an ordinary human, his boyfriend Sanha is a very extraordinary fae. With things being the way they are between humans and faeries, Minhyuk has to take certain precautions to make sure Sanha is someone he can trust. But one day, Sanha suggests a date in Faequelt, the faery world. It's a risky move, seeing as Minhyuk doesn't yet have Sanha's blessing and Sanha doesn't yet have Minhyuk's name. It could be dangerous. Then again, Minhyuk has never been able to resist Sanha.

(Read on Ao3)

Minhyuk likes to think of himself as a fairly normal person. Dark brown hair that isn't too long or too short, unassuming dark eyes that are often turned to the ground, a short stature that would make him easy to lose in the crowded streets of London. He'd guess he's a lot more muscular than most people assume, toned from his hobby of dancing, but that's probably the only thing that stands out about him.

Then again, normal people don't tend to be able to see things like faeries or other supernatural creatures like he can. It's not as much of an adventure as the children's books he grew up on make it out to be, which he's grateful for. All he wants to do with the Fae is to be with his beloved Sanha, a young soon-to-be noble among the Spring Court. 

Sanha is everything Minhyuk isn't; tall, bright-eyed, outgoing, optimistic, and just a little naive. Even their appearances are wildly different; Sanha with his shining silver eyes, soft lavender hair, and almost feminine features. He seems almost delicate compared to Minhyuk who looks a little more than rough in comparison. Honestly, Minhyuk doesn't know what Sanha sees in him to make him stay, but he'll be damned if he says he isn't grateful.

One day when Minhyuk is visiting Sanha by the edge of the woods, the faery makes a suggestion that takes him by surprise.

"My flower, won't you come to Faequelt with me? Just this once? I do love you so, but coming here to see you this early in the season is draining me."

Indeed, winter has yet to release its hold on the land; Minhyuk isn't sure how Sanha even got here without alerting the malicious Winter Court. As much as he wishes he could say yes, he is still suspicious. Sanha is still a faery after all and could be trying to trick Minhyuk for the purpose of killing or enslaving him. The thought of it breaks his heart, but he has to stay vigilant. He may be in love with Sanha, but he still doesn't know if he can truly trust him.

Sensing Minhyuk's hesitation, Sanha pouts, his eyes sparkling as he gives Minhyuk those puppy eyes that he's never been able to resist. 

"Please? You know I love you, I'll keep you safe." Sanha pleads; and like a fool, Minhyuk relents.

Faequelt is like nothing Minhyuk has ever seen before. A forest bursting with color and life even in the dead of winter, the flowers themselves seem to sing. Some of them actually do, echoing Sanha's angelic voice in a hypnotic choir of voices like crystals. Sanha takes Minhyuk in his arms, swinging him around in a slow dance through the trees, and he is so mesmerized that he fails to notice as the colors begin to fade away and the music slows to a stop. Sanha smiles at him, and Minhyuk's world goes spinning out of focus. Strange, it looked like Sanha had grown fangs for a split second there. No matter, he is still breathtakingly beautiful- literally this time, it would seem. Minhyuk frowns as black spots begin to swim in his vision. He wants to keep losing himself in those bright silver eyes. So, so pretty. He faintly registers that they've stopped dancing, but his head is still spinning as if he's been out of breath and dancing for hours. Sanha must be more energetic than he thought. The faery holds out a hand to him, which he gratefully takes. 

"My poor flower, you must be exhausted. I can help, if only you give me your name," Sanha says. His name? What would Sanha need Minhyuk's name for? Oh, right. He doesn't even know it. Names have power here, that's why Minhyuk told Sanha to call him Rocky when they first met. Sanha had never listened, but he didn't mind. He has never been able to resist Sanha anyway, so he could do whatever he pleases.

"My name... My name is Minhyuk." He murmurs, trying to blink away the sparkling light around his and Sanha's joined hands. 

"What a beautiful name. It's just like you. I'll cherish it forever," Sanha says, and Minhyuk's knees give out on him. Hearing such an ethereal being such as Sanha call him beautiful is a wonderful feeling; like he's floating on air.

"Sleep now, my Minhyuk. You need not to wake again." Sanha whispers, his lips brushing against Minhyuk's ear as he collapses against his chest. Minhyuk obeys, his eyes fluttering shut without protest. 

He's never been able to resist Sanha, after all.