wonnzii

[wonnzii]

ㅤ🌴 ᡃ ❿ㅤㅤㅤ𝗍𝗎 ㅤㅤ𝕵𝗎𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗍𝖾 ㅤㅤㅤ𝖺꯭𝗊꯭꯭𝗎꯭𝗂́ㅤㅤㅤ 𝗅𝗈 ㅤㅤ 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗈ㅤㅤㅤ𝟤𝟩𝗄ㅤㅤㅤ👅ㅤㅤㅤ✟͏𓂂🐆 ⠀ ⠀⣾𒁇

[wonnzii]

picking up my favorite characters like this and carrying them around with me

[wonnzii]

everyday I wake up and hope that Theo with red hair is making a comeback 💔

[wonnzii]

Me and Jongseob having the same taste in books:

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JUST SAW THE WHOLE VIDEO OF KEEHO‘S COVER OF CREEP BY RADIOHEAD AND LET ME TELL YOU TEARS WERE SHED. THE VOCALS??????????????????????????????????????

[wonnzii]

jiung p1harmony angst 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

⊱ ۫ ׅ ──────── ✧⭑.ᐟ

Heavy Heart

꒰content꒱Idol! Jiung X GN! Reader

꒰TW꒱ Angst, No comfort, Bad Grammar

꒰A/N꒱ HEY ITS MY FIRST TIME WRTING ANGST TvT. I HOPE U LIKE IT <3 (btw i LOVE jiung he is so silly)

⊱ ۫ ׅ ──────── ✧⭑.ᐟ

Being Insecure is one of The worst Things that can happen to Someone.

Your Boyfriend is an Idol of course its normal for him to Interact with Fans even when they're a bit too close and perhabs evedn very good looking! you always told yourself its his job and tried to drown these thoughts but nothing worked.

You never told him, you couldn't, you didn't wanna Ruin your Relationship with thought that you actually dont have to worry about! but then what are you so scared of? probably The Fear that he will leave you for someone better looking? you dont know. All you knew was to take some time to Think about it.

What you didn't know though was how much time has passed after you decided to take time to yourself. its been a few Days and you havent texted Jiung or answered his Texts. he got worried, So like a good Boyfriend he decides to check up on his partner!

Before you knew it The Door opened and your Boyfriend came in ''ya why haven't you been answering my Texts?'' he asked worried as he sat down on your Bed next to you.

You don't look up at him, you can't, something Inside you makes you Think its Embarassing and no reason to be upset but something Inside you wants to tell him.

''Jiung I think we should Break up..'' you say sitting up and looking at him.

Jiung looks at you in shock searching for kind of joke or prank but he soon realized you mean it.

''why? what happened, tell me i can fix it ! did i do something wrong? please tell me !'' He grabs your Hands in his but you pull away looking away from him.

''please just go'' You wipe away your Tears still not looking at him

Jiung nods Tears spilling down his own Cheeks as he walks out your Apartment leaving The Keys on your Table before.

Jealousy is a disgusting Feeling and as always your insecurities Ruin everything.

⊱ ۫ ׅ ──────── ✧⭑.ᐟ

[wonnzii]

puedes hacer un mb estilo tropical de intak con esta foto por favor

𓈀 🐆👊🏻 ⸺ #𝗛𝗢̀-𝗢̄𝗞 ܢㅤ😵‍💫 ┅⸺ @/¿? ’ ♥️ ⠀⠀ #𝟒𝕲 ⠀ ⠀▭ ⠀ܢ 💦ㅤㅤ

1_ ▊ ⠀😮‍💨🌴

2_⠀╱ ⠀𝟗𝟳𝕶⠀⠀𓉹𓈅

3_ ریال ユ 🗡️♥️

4_ 𓈃⠀🥷🏻 ͡ 🐍 ❜

5_ ⸺ 👅

[wonnzii]

ᶓི🩸ྀᶔ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀✿͟ ͟ຼ ㅤ 𓈒⠀𓈒 ㅤ♫ㅤ♩

⠀ •̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⠀ ཆི❤︎ཆྀ ⠀ •̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⠀ ᭪ᬻ❤︎᭪ᬻ❤︎᭪ᬻ❤︎᭪ᬻ⠀⠀⠀⠀run-run, run-run-run away

[wonnzii]

͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ 私の心は 1999 ♪

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Unsaid

Soul x reader

100 followers celebration prompt: he writes a song about you (but won’t admit it) with sweet but sad vibes

Word count: 452

It started with a melody you couldn’t get out of your head.

Soul played it absentmindedly during practice breaks — soft, haunting notes on his laptop, woven together like a secret. You’d asked him about it once, curious.

He’d only shrugged. “Just an idea.”

You didn’t push. You knew how private he could be with his music.

But then you heard the lyrics.

They were gentle, aching things.

“She walks in like quiet sunlight,

never knows how much she saves me.

Smiles like she doesn’t mean to,

but it wrecks me daily…”

Your breath caught. Because it sounded like you. The way you always tried to stay behind the scenes. The way Soul looked at you sometimes — like you were something he didn’t quite know how to hold.

Still, when you asked if the song was about anyone, he didn’t look at you.

“No one real,” he said, too fast.

You nodded. Pretended it didn’t sting.

But it followed you for days — the way he sang it softly to himself backstage, the way he closed his eyes during the chorus, like he was somewhere else entirely.

Then one night, you found him in the practice room alone, lights low, guitar in his lap.

He didn’t flinch when you entered — just kept strumming.

“Can you play it?” you asked gently. “The full version.”

His fingers paused. “It’s not finished.”

“You’ve been working on it for months.”

Silence.

Then, he played.

It was quiet. Beautiful. Full of longing and something that felt too big for the small room. You sat on the floor beside him, trying not to show how deeply it settled into your chest.

When the final note faded, you whispered, “Soul… is it about me?”

He stared at the strings. “Does it matter?”

You bit your lip. “It does to me.”

He didn’t answer right away. Just kept looking at his hands like they’d betrayed him.

“I write what I can’t say out loud,” he murmured finally. “But if you think it’s about you… maybe that’s enough.”

Your heart ached — sweet and sad, like the melody still hanging in the air.

So you reached out, gently brushing your fingers against his.

“I wish you’d say it out loud.”

He didn’t say anything.

But he didn’t pull away either.

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❪ ⭑ ❫ i’mma be───xlov.

ꕀ synopsis 𓈒𓈒 xlov ot4 as love languages with f!reader.

[ ✮ ] masterlist ∿ fem!reader ∿ wc 0.7k ⋆ cw 𓈒𓈒 fluff , mentions of feeling low in wumuti and haru’s , ex-ice skater!reader in rui’s , mentions of snacks and eating in hyun’s ;

ꕀ notes. some of the points are kinda biased and you can tell lmao. and! thanks to @seraphicloves for telling me her top 4 love languages (which I used as inspo for this fic) <3 also. I barely see any xlov fics (understandable, since they debuted recently, but still) so I decided to write a short one! my bias is rui for sure (hence the biased writing) (plus, I have a thing for dancers, apparently?) <3 always looking for EVOLs to talk to tho! (:

[ ✮ ] i’mma be ~ xlov 𝄢

∿ wumuti

ꕀ words of affirmation.

he absolutely loves to compliment you anytime he’s in your presence. like, constantly. every five seconds, if he was in a mood.

he’s such a ‘oh my god, my baby is so smart and beautiful, i’d commit treason if she asked me to’ boyfriend. he definitely loves how you don’t chose between beauty and brains: you simply have both.

on days you feel shitty, he makes sure to tell you he loves you even more than usual. he takes extra special care of you on your down days, and his words motivate you to get back to normal.

if he ever catches you feeling bad about yourself (physically or mentally), he drags you to the mirror, and makes you repeat affirmations that he says to you everyday.

“i love you so much, my baby.” / “you look exceptionally beautiful just by existing today.” / “how did I bag such a smarty pants?” / “*verbal keysmash*”

∿ rui

ꕀ acts of service.

he wants to learn your favourite dances and surprise you with it. he invites you to his fanmeets (vip passed, duh) so he can secretly look at you the entire time, too.

he’s very creative and artistic, so he goes all out with making paper crafts and stuff like that for your anniversary, birthday, or any special occasion (his personal favourites to make would definitely be paper bouquets).

he takes you ice skating after he found out it was your first love, and your favourite childhood sport. he even signs up for classes before that, so he could learn.

he usually expresses his love through smaller details rather than grand gestures. to him, remembering small things are far more important than celebrating occasions grandly.

“just sit there and look pretty, all right, love? let me do the work.” / “I know you can do it yourself, but I want to do this for you, okay?” / “why would you bother bending down to tie your laces when you have a fully capable and handsome boyfriend to do it for you?”

∿ hyun

ꕀ quality time.

he takes you to his practices so he can just stare at you through the mirror while you’re laughing at something rui or someone else said.

he takes you out on pottery or painting dates, knowing you love both of those. he also takes you to art cafes, cat cafes, libraries, and art museums. he loves watching you as you get engrossed in your element.

if neither of you are up to going out and your social batteries have died, he prefers staying home with you and watching tv together with lots of snacks and a pillow fort.

he loves when your younger cousins (barely in elementary school) come over to your house. he loves spending time with people who are close to you. he has an amazing relationship with all your cousins (sometimes, you wonder if they come over to meet you or him).

“can you please be late for work for once? I wanna lay on this extremely soft couch with you. forever.” / “are you free right now? open your window. i’m outside!” / “can we not go to that dinner? i’d rather just look at you, pretty.”

∿ haru

ꕀ physical touch.

he’s such a cute needy baby! he always needs some or the other part of him to be touching you. either his hands are playing with your fingers, or his leg is touching yours under the table. 24/7 contact.

cuddles! he loves them so much, especially when he can wrap himself completely around you. your shared warmth seeps through both of your hearts.

if he finds out that you don’t like some part of yourself, he definitely shows extra love towards that part of you. (like, if you saw you think your thighs are too big? he’s gonna lay on them and tell you they’re perfect for him.)

he loves peppering you with kisses, and loves receiving them too. he also definitely has asked you to make one of those ‘kisses shirts’ for him to wear outside.

he’s such a cute whiny person in the morning because he doesn’t want to let you go from the bed.

“my baby is so good at just existing, hm?” / “wish I could carry a piece of you with me, everywhere I go.” / “let’s cuddle for a bit more, please?”

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[wonnzii]

XLOV fanfic

XLOV FANFIC EVERYONE PLEASE I'M BEGGING

ON MY KNEES PLEASE

[wonnzii]

250701 happy birthday to our sunshine, choi taeyang!! 💗☀️🎂

[wonnzii]

intak : duh!

[wonnzii]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖🛸── .✦Arcade

genre: fluff ; soul x gn reader cw none wc 921

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It started with a text.

[Soul: arcade at 7 (,,>ヮ<,,)!?]

[You: Ofc! I’ll meet you there!♥️]

When you arrived, he was already waiting, sitting in one of the wire chairs inside the arcade gift shop, hunched over his phone, thumbs tapping a game you didn’t recognize. His platinum blonde hair glowed softly under the fluorescent lights, messy as ever. When he noticed you, he looked up.

And there it was that subtle, sparkly look he always gave you like you were his favorite part of the day.

You grinned, walking up to him and running your hand gently through his hair. His smile widened a little as he stood, and before either of you said a word, his arms slipped around your torso, his head nuzzling into your hand like it belonged there.

“Hi baby,” you murmured, brushing your thumb along his cheek. “You ready to play?”

He didn’t speak, just gave a small, happy sound, nodding into your touch before pulling away to hand you a neat stack of tokens.

Side by side, you wandered into the arcade, shoulders brushing, bodies close in that natural, easy way the two of you always seemed to fall into.

He led you to a two-player shooter game and quietly slid a token into your machine before seating himself beside you. The screen flared to life with neon zombies, chaotic effects, and music far too intense for a plastic gun game.

You screamed when one of the bosses lunged, laughing through your panic. Soul made the occasional noise, but you caught the quiet twitch at the corner of his mouth. He was enjoying this,not the game, but you, the way you laughed too loud and kept aiming in the wrong direction. He let out a soft chuckle when you both finally died at level six.

“We were doing so good…” you sighed, placing the gun down dramatically.

He laughed again,louder than the music this time, and stood. With no hesitation, he held his hand out for you. You took it instantly, letting him pull you to your feet, fingers warm, grip gentle.

Next: the dance game.

The moment you saw it, you both made a beeline for it. “You’re gonna destroy me!” you said between fits of laughter.

Soul spoke up. “I believe in you, N/N.” His smile was big and sincere.

The music started.

You danced like an uncoordinated whirlwind. Soul was only marginally better, and soon enough, you tripped over your own feet and collided into him, nearly knocking you both to the ground. He caught you, hands steady on your arms, and you both erupted into laughter, loud enough to get a few playful glares from nearby players.

Breathless, still grinning, you straightened yourself up. “We’re so bad at this.”

He only nodded, eyes twinkling.

Then came the claw machines.

You wandered over, spotting a slightly lopsided Pikachu plush wedged against the glass wall. You pointed at it. “Do you want it?”

He turned, eyes following your finger,and the light in them sparked immediately, wide and childlike. You didn’t hesitate, already slipping a token into the slot.

First try. Miss

Second try. Closer

Third try. The claw caught it, lifted, swayed… and dropped it perfectly into the prize chute.

You both gasped, grinning like kids. You squealed, reaching down to grab it before turning and gently placing it in his arms.

“For you,” you said with a grin.

He looked down at the plush, then at you, glowing with something soft and full. “Thank you, N/N,” he said, voice laced with affection.

And then, without warning, he wrapped his arms around you again and peppered your face with soft, rapid kisses,cheeks, nose, forehead, everywhere.

You shrieked with laughter, scrunching your nose as you tried to dodge his random affection attack. “Soul!! That tickles!”

He only grinned harder, burying his face into your neck for one final kiss before pulling back, content.

The rest of the night blurred into tokens and colors and laughter, matching keychains, five more plushies somehow won, fingers brushing near the pinball machine, the warm comfort of being beside him.

Eventually, you stepped out into the cool night air, arms full of prizes, cheeks sore from smiling. You walked together in silence, quiet in a way that felt safe and full.

When you reached the spot where you’d part ways, you both stopped.

You turned to him, raising your hand gently to push the hair from his face, letting your palm cup his cheek. He leaned into it instinctively.

“I had a lot of fun,” you whispered, afraid anything louder might break the moment.

He hummed, nodding. His eyes flicked to your lips, then back to your eyes.

You chuckled under your breath and leaned in, slotting your lips softly against his. He kissed you back instantly, head tilting, his hand (the one not holding three plushies) finding your waist and rubbing soft circles without thinking.

It was slow. Sweet. Warm.

When you finally pulled back, both of you were breathless, flushed. He rested his forehead against yours.

“I love you,” you said softly.

His voice barely made it past his lips, but you heard it. “I love you too.”

You gave him one last kiss on the crown of his head before stepping away, still holding his hand until the last possible moment.

When you got into your car, your phone buzzed.

[Soul: Same time next week (｡·  v  ·｡) ?]

You laughed, heart full.

[You: I’d love to (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧]

[wonnzii]

Well, well, well, let's all be healthy please

Hey my loves,

i know i have been constant on tumblr and i'm still not answering some of y'all request please i have A LOTTT of request (i don't mind that, in fact i love it but please don't think that i'm ignoring you) i'm not procastinating or being lazy or ignoring them or anything like that but anyway i have something to share with y'all.

Please take this seriously check your boobs every 15 days. I’m not joking. Sometimes we ignore small lumps thinking it’s nothing, but it can turn out to be breast tumors.

I made the mistake of not checking mine regularly, and just this Wednesday, I was diagnosed with fibroadenoma a breast tumor. Mine has grown to 19.05 cm, bigger than a male wrist. According to the doctors, it’s been there for around 2 years.

It’s painful. I’ve lost weight, I’m always freezing, my head hurts, i don't have any energy for anything, i'm depressed, i throw up. I’m getting surgery this Monday to remove it.

And if you end up being diagnosed with a fibroadenoma, and got a surgery, mind you even after the surgery you’ll have to keep checking because these things can grow back, and most of the time, they do grow back, they come back even bigger and multiplicate themselves.

AND YES it is benign, still harmful but in reality they are really painful, can become cancers, and most of the times they always come back and bring 2 or 3 uninvited people with them

Please please don’t take this lightly. I love you all and want us to stay healthy. So again:

Check your booba every 15 days.

Your health is everything. Don’t ignore your body.

[wonnzii]

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