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these two and their silly little expressions

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"Y/n threw her long blonde hair into a messy bun"

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iceman with his ice cream and his best man

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၊၊||၊ trouble

ʚଓ 🇹​​🇾​​🇵​​🇪 kpop zerobaseone oneshot

ʚଓ 🇵​​🇦​​🇷​​🇮​​🇳​​🇬 hao X fem!reader 2st pov

ʚଓ​ 🇼​​🇦​​🇷​​🇳​​🇮​​🇳​​🇬​ kidnapping

ʚଓ 🇼​​🇴​​🇷​​🇩​ ​🇨​​🇴​​🇺​​🇳​​🇹​ 359

ʚଓ ​🇳​​🇴​​🇹​​🇪​ you can find this on my wattpad

꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶

၊၊||၊ trouble

"Do you know whoI am!!" you shouted, thrashing against the constraints of the chair that bound you. Panic surged through your veins as you struggled, the ropes biting into your skin, but indignation fueled your defiance.

He leaned back, the corners of his mouth curling into a sardonic smile, his eyes glinting with a knowing light. "I am fully aware of your father's identity," he replied, his voice dripping with disdain. "That is precisely the reason you find yourself in this predicament. Your father has been embezzling funds from his position within the government—a fact that is far from a secret."

"My father is no thief!" you retorted vehemently, though a sliver of doubt crept into your own conviction. "He is just doing his job!"

"Ah, is that so?" He leaned in closer, the air thickening with tension. "Then I presume there will be no difficulty in procuring the ransom for your release."

"You motherf—"

"And no," he interjected, a finger pressed to your lips as he secured a piece of tape over your mouth, silencing your protest. "You are far too loud for your own good."

You glared at him, a mixture of disbelief and resentment swirling within you. Who did he think he was, imposing such indignities? But without a word, he turned on his heel and strode out of the room, leaving you seething in silence.

To your astonishment, he returned within a mere thirty minutes, a sense of finality in his demeanor as he approached. With a swift motion, he began untying the ropes that bound you to the chair.

"Changed your mind?" you quipped, a desperate attempt to inject levity into the dire situation.

"Not in the least," he replied, a hint of amusement flickering across his face. "It appears your father has made a rather unwise decision. He will not be paying the ransom."

"What?!" A wave of disbelief crashed over you, the weight of the revelation sinking in. Your father, a man who valued wealth above all else, had abandoned you. You met his gaze, confusion and fear warring within you.

"You're contemplating what fate awaits you next, aren't you?" he asked, his voice low and unsettlingly calm. "Come with me."

꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶

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၊၊||၊ dilemma

ʚଓ 🇹​​🇾​​🇵​​🇪 kpop zerobaseone oneshot

ʚଓ 🇵​​🇦​​🇷​​🇮​​🇳​​🇬 gunwook X fem!reader 2st pov

ʚଓ​ 🇼​​🇦​​🇷​​🇳​​🇮​​🇳​​🇬​ gun death threat

ʚଓ 🇼​​🇴​​🇷​​🇩​ ​🇨​​🇴​​🇺​​🇳​​🇹​ 518

ʚଓ ​🇳​​🇴​​🇹​​🇪​ you can find this on my wattpad

꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶

၊၊||၊ dilemma

You became acutely aware of his presence trailing behind you the moment you departed from the station. The faint but persistent sensation of being watched stirred an unsettling mixture of anxiety and trepidation within you. In a futile attempt to elude him, you quickened your pace, navigating through the labyrinthine streets with increasing urgency. After several corners and a couple of blocks, a wave of relief washed over you as you realized you had managed to lose him—at least for the moment.

Just as you allowed yourself to breathe easier, a chilling voice shattered the fleeting tranquility. "Don't move," he commanded, pressing the cold, hard barrel of a gun against the back of your head. The metallic weight of it sent a jolt of fear coursing through you, silencing any rational thought. "If you scream, I will just kill you right here."

The terror rendered you mute, and you merely nodded in response, your heart pounding against your ribcage as he guided you into a nearby alley. It was dark, the shadows creeping along the damp pavement, cloaking the horror of the situation. He spun you around, and your eyes widened in disbelief as they fell upon the weapon in his grasp. It was undeniably real, the sight of it igniting an instinctual fight-or-flight response deep within you.

"Y/N?" he asked, an expression of confusion marring his features as he scrutinized you. The vulnerability in his voice, juxtaposed with the gun's threat, sent a shiver down your spine.

"Y-yes," you stammered, your mind racing to formulate a plan of escape. He extracted a photograph from his pocket, glancing back and forth between it and your face, his eyes narrowing with scrutiny. A moment of tension stretched between you, heavy with unspoken fear, until he suddenly lowered the gun, the harsh reality of the situation momentarily suspended.

"Fuck!" he erupted, his frustration evident as he kicked a nearby dumpster, the sound echoing in the desolate alley. "He led me to the wrong one!"

He stood there, breathing heavily, the weight of the world resting on his shoulders, and for what felt like an eternity, you remained frozen in place, caught in the whirlwind of confusion and dread. Finally, he turned back to you, and the dark menace returned to his gaze. "Oh well," he said, raising the gun once more, a sinister smile playing on his lips. "Can't leave any witnesses."

"i was gunwook by the way,"

"Wait, wait, wait!!" you exclaimed, instinctively raising your hands in a gesture of surrender. Desperation coursed through you as you scrambled for words, your mind racing to conjure a way out of this grim predicament. "I! I can help you find the Y/N you need!" The words tumbled out, a bold-faced lie born of sheer necessity.

"Is that so?" he replied, an arrogant smirk creeping across his face. "And how are you going to do that?"

Your heart sank; you certainly hadn't thought this through. "I will figure something out?" you replied, your voice quavering as you tried to project confidence. His eyes bore into you, assessing your sincerity before, to your utter surprise, he erupted into laughter.

"Fine with me," 

꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶

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၊၊||၊ imbroglio

ʚଓ 🇹​​🇾​​🇵​​🇪 kpop zerobaseone oneshot

ʚଓ 🇵​​🇦​​🇷​​🇮​​🇳​​🇬 taerae X fem!reader 2st pov

ʚଓ​ 🇼​​🇦​​🇷​​🇳​​🇮​​🇳​​🇬​ none

ʚଓ 🇼​​🇴​​🇷​​🇩​ ​🇨​​🇴​​🇺​​🇳​​🇹​ 500

ʚଓ ​🇳​​🇴​​🇹​​🇪​ you can find this on my wattpad

꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶

၊၊||၊ imbroglio

you swung open your door, expecting the familiar delivery driver at your door with you order, but instead found yourself face-to-face with an imposing figure—a strikingly handsome man, tall and confident. He stood there, a casual air about him that belied the intensity of his gaze.

"Yes?" you inquired, a flicker of confusion passing through your mind as you wondered what he wanted and how he had materialized before you so unexpectedly.

"I'm Taerae," he replied, his tone unruffled as he introduced himself. "I live right across from you. I noticed you've recently moved in and thought it only polite to say hello."

"Alright," you responded, your voice steady but your mind racing. "See you around," you added, already poised to close the door, eager to retreat into the sanctuary of your apartment. However, he stopped you with an effortless hand against the door, a gesture that caught you off guard.

"It's been years since anyone moved in here..." he remarked, his gaze piercing and unyielding as he held your attention.

"So?" you retorted, unsure of where he was headed with this peculiar conversation.

"Nothing. Just... interesting, I suppose," he shrugged, the hint of a smirk dancing on his lips. His eyes locked onto yours with an intensity that was disarming before he abruptly turned on his heels and departed, leaving you standing there, perplexed.

But this fleeting encounter was merely the beginning. Over the following days, you sensed Taerae's piercing gaze often fixed upon you, an expression that suggested he viewed you as a potential adversary rather than a neighbor. You couldn't fathom how you had inadvertently garnered his ire, but the weight of his scrutiny made you acutely aware of his presence.

One fateful evening, as you stood before your apartment door, fumbling with your keys, Taerae emerged from the shadows with an abruptness that startled you. He seized your arm with a grip that was both possessive and alarming, practically dragging you into your apartment.

"Alright, enough of this charade, sweetie," he declared, cornering you with an intensity that made your heart race. The walls of your modest abode seemed to close in around you as he positioned himself, blocking any potential escape. "Who hired you?"

"What the fuck? I have no idea what you're talking about!" you exclaimed, your voice rising in indignation and disbelief.

"Yeah, yeah, I know you were sent here to spy on me!" His tone was accusatory, his eyes narrowing as if he could pierce through the layers of your being to uncover some hidden agenda.

"You're insane! Let go of me!" you shouted, struggling against his grip, the adrenaline surging through your veins. Taerae glanced around the room, and a slow dawning comprehension crossed his face as he registered the utter normalcy of your surroundings.

Realizing the absurdity of the situation, he finally released you, stepping back as if to reclaim some semblance of personal space.

"I may or may not have made a mistake..." he admitted, a hint of chagrin coloring his tone, leaving you bewildered by the unexpected turn of events. 

꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶

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love that the vibe of this cooldown room is toxic couple on the brink of divorce trying to act so normal in front of their kid even though they just finished having a screaming match in the other room (kimi heard the screaming match but was too busy playing just dance on the wii to care)

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fellas is it gay to get backshots from your arch-nemesis on the podium?

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when he does the mouth thing you know he's like top megatron level of upset

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some montreal gp 2025 valentines (with help from the wonderful @verstappten)

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bro does NOT want to be there

this photo is frying me alive

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I hope Mclaren carry on like this. It gives Max a better chance of a 5th Championship

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what if you were an F1 DRIVER and you had a RIVAL and last race he CRASHED INTO YOU but then before this race he APOLOGISES and he JOKES AROUND WITH YOU but then during the race you try to SABOTAGE HIM but then after the race he CONGRATULATES YOU and then he SPRAYS CHAMPAGNE ALL OVER YOU whilst SMILING AFFECTIONATELY? happened to my buddy George Russell.

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the drivers celebrating with kimi

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darkly comedic that the only vegan on the grid was the only driver to kill a small animal this race