cherrymoon-13

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blah blah blah. proper name. place name. backstory stuff.

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──★ ˙🍒 ̟ !! cherrymoon-13's safest place on earth 📍

my family ♥︎

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– 🌟 ults : bts, seventeen, taylor, harry

– ⭐️ stan: twice, sabrina, katseye, rosé

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– 💌 ult bias: jimin, seungcheol ♥︎

– ❤️‍🩹 bias list: jungkook, vernon, hoseok, jeonghan, yoongi, joshua, namjoon, chan

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maybe i was made for loving things. maybe that's what life is all about.

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sparkling eyes, soft cheeks, cute smile, i'm gonna eat him !!!!!

choi seungcheol !!! i love you !!!!

s.coups - encircled 💕

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One of the prettiest things about Wonwoo is the meaning of his name. "won" generally means "round" and "woo" means "to help, to assist". All together it comes out in "to live by helping out with a rounded heart". And this is what I feel describes him in the simplest way right? Anyone can say all he wants is to be gentle. To be gentle while talking, to be gentle while doing something, to be gentle while loving, to be gentle while living. A round heart where there are no corners to leave anything out or forget or leave behind. Everything revolves inside it, inside him. He remembers everything, he looks after everything just so you know you're never alone. The people around him and the people he loves are never alone. He's always looking after, guiding, comforting, paying attention, and doing the biggest help as subtly and humbly as possible. Sometimes it's not even noticeable with the bear eyes but he's always there. And since he is not just an ordinary person- this helps, his way of living helps; helps us, helps others to live.

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he's so pure to me, i love u woo 💌

2024 | 2023 thanks to carats, i have another thing to brag about to my mom later on

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not a single serious thought in my head, just kkuma's pov angle, big boba eyes and bark bark bark

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the concept of growing into love is so much more intriguing than falling in love. it's like, on all our good days and bad days, I will choose to love you, I will learn with you, I will live my life with you and we will grow into and with each other through the passage of time

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"so, you do wanna marry me?"

member | idol!minghao × fem!reader genre | fake text, established relationship, smau, humor, romance, fluff word count | idk warnings | mentions of marriage (yes), pet names, teasing, junhao cameo

notes | hi!! this is my first time doing this and i hope you like it 😭 i honestly have absolutely no fcking idea how tumblr works i just came here to read and have a happy time but here we are now!!

any feedback is very welcome <3 thank uuu also!! english is not my first language so any grammar mistakes are unintentional

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this got me hehehehe at my lunch hour at the office

seventeen members as love tropes: xu minghao

enemies to lovers

'you're not mine but wouldn't you want to be?'

minghao tries is hardest to stay calm but all these higher ups are making it really hard. he turns to look at you and the sight of your hunched back and bitten raw lips makes him boil. are you two friends? no, far from it. minghao is very aware of the whole 'enemies' agenda that is happening between you both, but does he want to see you like this? nervous, agitated, scared? no. fucking hell, no. he wants to see you burning with passion, wants to see that fire in your eyes whenever you two argue - minghao feels like he's been punched in the chest when he realizes that he's ready to kill just for you to not look this scared.

'can we wrap this up?' he voices out loud, not bothering to hide his annoyance. 'i don't see any point in this.'

'it'd be wise for you to be more polite and remember who you are talking to, xu minghao.'

he sees how you cringe at this, how your hands ball up into fists at the way that man spoke to him. understanding that you are angered on his behalf warms minghao up; it feels incredibly nice to know that you care. he keeps his mouth shut, lets managers drag on about the issue and takes two step in your direction, stopping when your shoulders brush. you tense up at first, sending him a questioning glance but he only stays put to which you reply with a rejected sigh. they lecture him and then start lecturing you and minghao can't just stand still when you're obviously fuming. they are being rude to you and the words are out of his mouth before he can think them through: 'don't talk to her like that.' your sharp intake of breath kind of wakes him up and he stares ahead at all the managers, who all look shell shocked.

'you have no right to talk to her like that.' minghao pushes in a clipped tone. 'she did her best and so did i, our timing got fucked up but it's not our fault. don't speak to her in that tone.'

shortly after you get pulled away by other people and minghao is in for another 30 minutes of lecturing. by the time he finally gets out of that stuffy room, he feels like he wasted ten years of his life on nothing. he sighs, stretches and is about to turn when soft steps stop him. he knows it's you even before you call out his name.

'why did you do that?' you ask, squinting at him. 'why the sudden hero act?'

'it wasn't an act,' he says, rolling his eyes. god, he's so tired. 'but you're welcome.'

'i haven't asked for it,' you spit out, obviously angered. 'i don't need your pity.'

minghao turns around, raising his eyebrow. 'i have never pitied you,' he says strongly, feeling himself getting worked up again as some stupid side effect on you being close. 'can't you just say 'thank you' and move on?'

'i don't need your help!' you hiss. 'i haven't asked for it!'

and - only you can make minghao want to both bang his head on the wall from frustration and laugh like a maniac. he sometimes wants to step closer, pull you into his arms and... he doesn't know. part of him wants to strangle you for being so damn difficult all the fucking time, but another part wants to smash your mouths together so you can finally shut up. minghao is aware of how unhealthy it is just as he is aware of how often your gaze falls on his lips or his biceps. it's good to know he's not the only one who's gone mad. they say it's a fine line between hatred and love and for minghao right now this line is so thin that he barely see it anymore. is it the same for you? he wants to ask, but instead he says: 'why you didn't stop me then? you always could just interrupt me over there but you didn't say a thing. if you don't need my help why i was the one who you turned to when authorities came? you didn't say anything but you searched for me with your eyes, don't even try to deny it.'

five steps. that's the distance that separates you two and minghao thinks it's fitting. he can take two and then you can take two and then maybe you'll play game of chicken on that last step. but you surprise him with taking all those five steps yourself, storming onto him with fire in your eyes that he loves so much. 'you're not the one to talk, minghao. you think i don't know that it was you who asked everyone to wait up for me? who brought medicine to my team when i fell sick?' you try to push him on his chest but minghao easily catches you wrist in his, not letting you move. 'let me go.'

'that's not what you want.' he says in a calm tone that doesn't show all the hurricane which's happening inside of him.

reality of how close you two are standing dawns on you. jerkily, you try to step back but his hold on you is too strong. 'let me go,' you whisper, voice wavering. 'hao, let me go.'

hao. 'that's not what you want,' minghao whispers and lets his other hand wrap around your waist, pulling you even closer to his chest. 'tell me what you really want, angel.' he sees how you shudder at the petname and smiles, leaning in. he lets go of your wrist, locking his arms around you instead. 'you can go if you want.' he leans in, brushing your noses together. 'or you can stay. and i can never, ever let you go. which i think is what you actually want.'

it's brave. it's bold, it's brazen and - it works. your body sags in his arms and you hide your face in his neck, hugging him back. 'prick,' you mutter into his neck, raising goosebumps where your lips touch his skin. 'self absorbed asshole.'

'yeah,' minghao easily agrees, hugging you tighter. 'prick, self absorbed asshole that will never, ever let you go.'

a/n: this one is a bit vague but i couldn't figure out how to write this for the live of me. i hope this was okay? let me know! - nini

my seventeen works are here

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istg he's gonna be the end of me look at those pretty and soft eyes I'll be like yes, whatever you say beautiful just don't stop looking at me like that

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oh how i miss my family

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I GOT GOOSEBUMPS WHY IS HE SO PRETTY

JUN-kitty gets shy when he gets compliments 🥹

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happy birthday, my prettiest love !

i really can't put the feelings my heart has for you into words no matter how much i try but i hope you know how loved you are and how grateful i am to have crossed roads with you in this life.

i wish there's something stronger than the words "i love you" because that's not enough for me, but I'm grateful to exist at the same time as you, you're my favorite human out there!

my cutie patootie, hope you've had the happiest birthday, i love you, i love you, i love you ⋆｡‧˚ʚ🍒ɞ˚‧｡⋆