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[curanonemu]

pairing: seungmin x reader

genre: fluff, florist au

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[a/n: vicky back at it with her flower themed works sjfsfjs]

[12:34] This was probably the third time this week that you were visiting his shop. There were two posibilities about what he’s thinking about you now: either that you are a flowers and plants ethusiastic or that you actually were obsessed with him. Who could blame you though? You actually liked him, a lot. The way his delicate fingering picked up the flowers, with care, wrapped them skillfully in a bouqeut,his bright smile as he handed them, and how pretty he looked behind those pink flowers. Either way, you were there again, but with a different plan today. Today you were going to ask him out finally. You were tired of the small talk, and you wanted to finally get your feelings out, and hopefully he would accept them. You enter the shop, looking at the display of flowers. Beautiful flowers, arranged by colors, neatly placed, showing his organished nature. His head perks up as he sees you, the sides of his mouth perking up, as he greets you. “Hey y/n welcome back, nice seeing you again, how are the little cactus I gave you last time you came doing?” he says and he tidies up the counter, getting it ready for whatever request you had for him. Your mutual friend, Hyunjin told you about his love and his knowledge about flowers, when you asked him if he knew a nice flower shop and here you were, again. “ They’re doing okay! One of them bloomed, the flower is really cute. You know… I’m here for something different here today” you trail of, kinda starting to feeling embarressed, but now there’s no turning back, you had to tell him. “Can you tell me which flowers are nice for confessing?” you ask and his smile drops for a second before composing himself, putting on his usual professional smile, as he tries to hide his feelings. It actually surprised him, you came here too often, you were pretty shy amd sweet, he really felt that there was something more, but apparently it wasn’t “hmm… You could use lillies, white daisies or roses, depending on what your crush likes” he says, with a very professional tone, weird you think, he wasn’t usually like this. “What would you suggest?” you eye him curiosity in your eyes and he feels himself melt inside. “I can mix lillies with daisies for you? It’s a more cute and innocent bouquet, I really like those” he says and your face lights up, so adorable he thinks. “Then I’ll get these!” you say, full of enthusiasm, “I’ll trust the professional” you say teasingly and he laughs at your comment, starting to move around to collect the flowers. As you wait for him to find the flowers, you take out a small piece of paper you found later, to write him a little message to him. He comes back with a big bouquet of lillies and daisies,, he places them softly with care on a thin white wrapping paper and delicately, ties around them a cute bow, with a shimmery, yellow band, making the cutest bouquet you have ever seen. “I hope he’ll likes it” he says as he hands it to you. “Ohh, I hope he will!” you say, placing carefully the small paper on the flowers, before handing them back to him. “Uh? Why are you giving these back to me?” he says holding the bouquet with both of his hands. “Please read the card” you say and he picks it, reading it outloud

“Seungmin, please be mine”

He eyes go wide at the card amd then they turn to gaze at you, smiling fondly at him, hoping that he’ll accept you. “Oh my god” he says llaughing finally understanding the situation, the back of hand going up to hide his face and you laugh with him, finding him adorable. “As a guy, I never thought I’ll get flowers for real, thanks” he says, putting his arms around your shoulders, thanking you for the cute gift. “I’m glad you liked them… So… What is your answer?” you say, pulling away a little to look at his face. “My answer is, please a little for me to close the shop so we can go to a date”

[curanonemu]

kith

KITH KITH KITH KITH KIIIIIITH MUAHHHHHHHH

[curanonemu]

I found your hongjoong story your hands are mine to hold and I gotta say I CRIED HAPPY TEARS 😭😭 Thanks so much for a beautiful story. My heart was clenching at everything ughhhhh hahaha imma stalk the rest of your stories now 💜💜

THANK YOU SO MUCH THIS MADE ME SO HAPPY TO SEE OMG!!!! sbfjshghafhj I hope you enjoy them if you do read!!! This is literally so sweet of you thank you so so so so so so muchhhh!!!!!

[curanonemu]

I’m still 100% inactive and/or on hiatus but this goes here because it’s an absolutely beautiful fic, 10000000000478432784191/10 recommended.

past, present, future | b.chan

synopsis: Your best friend drags you to his high school reunion against your will, and never have you encountered such chaos. Alternatively, you go on the journey of making more friends, and a potential lover.

genre: high school acquaintances to lovers au; fluff, one second of angst

pairing: bang chan x reader

word count: 14.4k

warnings: explicit language, alcohol consumption, kinda dialogue heavy (oops)

note: i am BACK with this mess of a fic. it took me too long to finish this, and i apologise for any shitty writing :3 thanks to my little babie @curanonemu​ for making sure i finished this and supporting me as usual muAH. new formatting on posts too weeeee (new year, new me fsdhfgs jk no)!! also, synopsis kinda sucks i’m sorry :P hope y’all enjoy! x

i.

You did not want to go for your high school reunion dinner. 

High school is a time for many that is either the best, or worst time of their lives. Forever friends are found there and painstakingly embarrassing memories are made in run down buildings with people you care about. Except, you didn’t have any such attachments. 

Those three years were nothing but a filler for you as you studied, helped out in the library, and hung out with one person you called your best friend. 

And on top of it all, it wasn’t even a high school reunion dinner meant for you.

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[curanonemu]

I wasn't tagged but I hope it's okay that I'm doing this. :D I got the poet. I'm tagging whoever wants to do this!

i made a new quiz! which lover are you? 🌿

[curanonemu]

HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO HYUNGWON HE'S JUST THE PRETTIEST BABY ANGEL PRINCE ON THIS PLANET???

Kiss marry kill, gay icon edition: (gay icon is a joke if anyone comes for me bc of this istg) Key, Byeongkwan, Hyungwon

Key has such a pretty face so,,,,I will smooch him

I vaguely know Byeongkwan because he’s that pretty boy from A.C.E with the huge ass anime eyes so I will marry him

Gotta kill the other guy, sorry man 😔

[curanonemu]

congrats on hitting your milestone! could i request enemies to lovers, amgst to fluff with seonghwa?🥰

thank you 🥺💜 hope you enjoy!

hatred

wc: 1.3k

note: a bit angstier than i wanted it to be but i hope you enjoy anyway! also seonghwa is kind of an ass in this hffgghjjkk

requests for the 100 follower special are now closed!

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seonghwa hated you. 

it was obvious, really. the judgemental looks he sent your way when you made a joke that fell a little flat, condescending comments when you said something wrong, sitting as far away from you as possible during your group’s movie nights, the list could go on. your friends tried to comment on his shitty behavior when you weren’t there, but of course he denied it. 

too bad you actually had feelings for him. 

you didn’t know how you fell for an asshole like him, but you fell nonetheless. you knew you shouldn’t have told wooyoung about your stupid little crush, because he accidently blabbed it to san, and it spread like wildfire in your group after that. somehow they kept it a secret from seonghwa, and you were thankful he didn’t know. 

it was bearable, having him hold such a burning hatred for you, since you acted like him and his rude actions didn't exist. at least, that's what you told yourself. 

wooyoung and san were the closest to you, and naturally were the most protective of you as well. you tried not to mention to them the times you cried yourself to sleep because of a snarky remark seonghwa made, nor how your heart sank when you would sit next to him and he would move immediately. when you suddenly broke down in front of them one day, however, how you really felt was revealed for the first time.

"i r-really don't know why he h-hates me so much, i never did anything to him!" you sobbed into san's chest, his comforting arms around you as wooyoung rubbed your back. you had fallen asleep on san's chest, drained from crying. they sent each other worried looks, you were in too deep for your own good. 

•

a few weeks after that incident, you were plopped on the couch in yunho and mingi's apartment, squished between san and wooyoung as the first movie of the night, a sappy rom-com that yunho chose, ended. it had been a long, stressful week, and all you wanted to do was relax with your favorite people in the world. 

"i wish i could get a boyfriend like that," you sighed, leaning back on the couch as you ate the last bite of the pizza in your hand. 

"maybe if you took care of yourself better, you would," seonghwa glared at you in disgust. it took a second for his words hit you. your eyes welled up with tears, and you took a gasping breath as the first few fell. 

"i-i'm gonna go to the bathroom," you choked out, standing up from the couch. wooyoung frowned and reached out to grab your wrist. you yanked your arm out of his grip, head down as you speed-walked to the bathroom down the hall. they could all hear sniffles come from you as you reached the bathroom door. 

hongjoong frowned and spoke up, "y/n are you oka-" the loud slam of the bathroom door shutting interrupted his question. 

you slid down the door, arms wrapping around your knees as you curled into a pathetic little ball. you dug your head into your knees, sobs racking your body. you truly didn't know why he hated you so much, thoughts running rampant in your mind as your insecurities reared their ugly heads. did he really have to comment on every single thing you did? why the fuck did you even like him?

outside of the door, the rest of the boys were glaring daggers at seonghwa. 

"did you really need to say that to her?" hongjoong interrogated. 

seonghwa glanced over nervously, "i-"

"you're a fucking asshole, you know that?" san stood up, stalking over to him to grab him by the collar of his shirt. 

hongjoong stood as well. being the unofficial leader of the group, he felt the need to de-escalate the situation, "san, don't-"

"no, he needs to fucking listen to me," he turned his head back to glare at seonghwa, "do you know how fucking devastated she gets when you do shit like that? do you get off on making her sad or something?"

"n-no, i don't," seonghwa stuttered out, eyes wide as san tightened his grip on his t-shirt. 

"it sure as hell seems like you do. she fucking broke down in front of me and wooyoung a few weeks because of you! why are such an asshole to her? she never even did anything to you!" san's face was now a mere couple inches from seonghwa's, the volume of his voice raising as his anger peaked. 

"i-i really like her, okay?! i'm an asshole to her because i'm shit with feelings," he confessed. 

san pulled his hand back into a fist before landing a punch on seonghwa's cheek, letting seonghwa land back on the couch while gripping his face in pain. 

if looks could kill, seonghwa would have been halfway to hell already. 

san seethed, "go fucking apologize to her, and while you're at it, tell her how you feel. she fucking likes you too, you better not ruin it." san turned on his heel to sit back down in his spot, "i'm staying right here. if she comes out of that room still crying you're going to get more than just a punch to the face."

despite the pain in his left cheek, seonghwa nodded, walking over to the bathroon down the hall, still feeling san's eyes burning holes into his back. he took a deep breath before knocking his fist against the wooden door between him and you.

in the bathroom, your sobs had declined to small sniffles, though your breathing was still irregular. you had heard the commotion outside, but you didn't catch what seonghwa said. 

you jumped as you heard a loud knock at the door behind you. you slowly got up, wiping your eyes, before opening the door just a crack. you peeked out and saw seonghwa with his head down. 

"why are you here?" you cringed at your voice, now a raspy whisper after your bout of crying. seonghwa looked up, and you saw a bruise forming on his face. your lips parted in shock, "did san do that to you?"

"y-yeah. i deserved it, seeing how horribly i treated you," he took in your swollen face, and his heart clenched. he had no idea that his actions affected you so much, you never showed it before, "can i come in?"

you reluctantly nodded at him, opening the door enough to let him in. you shut it afterwards, turning towards him with your arms crossed. you were silent, waiting for him to explain himself. he couldn't meet your eyes, too nervous to even think about making eye contact.

"i, uh, i really like you, i-i didn't know how to tell you. when san told me that you liked me too, i knew i really fucked up. i'm so sorry, y/n," he looked up at you, "you don't have to accept my apology or my feelings, i know how much i hurt you."

you stood there in shock, "y-you like me? me? you're kidding, right?"

"i'm not," he breathed, "i'm serious."

you felt tears well up in your eyes again, a small whimper leaving mouth. seonghwa panicked, gathering you in his arms.

"shhh, please don't cry," he pleaded softly as you gripped his shirt. 

"you're s-so fucking stupid," you whispered as you calmed down, "why do i like you so much?" 

before seonghwa could respond, you heard a knock on the door. it was san, "y/n, are you okay? do i need to beat his ass?"

you laughed breathily before replying, "i'm okay, sannie, don't worry." 

you heard him walk away and seonghwa pulled you in for a tight hug, pressing a kiss to the top of your forehead. you looked up at him, pressing onto your tiptoes to plant a soft kiss on his mouth. he reciprocated, his hands on your waist.

"i promise not to be the reason for your tears anymore," he whispered after you parted.

"that's a bold promise," you mumbled, "you better not break it, i won't hesitate to let san beat your ass."

he laughed quietly, "i'm not planning on it."

→ © to agustdiv1ne. do not copy, repost, steal, and/or translate.

[curanonemu]

oh, worm?

pairing: kim namjoon x reader (ft. jackson wang)

genre: librarian au, college au, fluff

wc: 3.6k

summary: you had always favored books over people; it was just your nature. however, when you meet someone who loves books as much as you do, you decide that maybe it’s time to make an exception.

alternatively, you’re awkward and a little lost when it comes to feelings, but he likes you anyway.

warnings: none, just the possibility of secondhand embarrassment

note: not entirely satisfied with this, but honestly, i promised that this would be out last week and i feel terrible

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“siken, kafka, snicket,“ you mumbled to yourself as you scanned the books you were carrying. you were on your weekly book run at your campus’ library, a lofty stack of novels in your arms as you carefully made your way to the checkout desk. the pile almost reached past your eyes, your arms straining to support the heavy books. at least you were getting a pretty decent workout. 

honestly, it was pretty hard to see where you were going, and you were relying solely on the fact that you knew this place like the back of your hand, but hey, anything for your precious books. all you wanted to do was get back to your dorm and start reading. hopefully your roommate was out so you could get some peace and quiet.

you knew that you were a fairly quiet person. you had a few friends, of course, but fictional worlds brought you a type of comfort that real people just couldn’t provide. you spent most of your free time curled up with a good book rather than venturing out to the frat parties that your more outgoing friends invited you to. you weren’t exaggerating when you said that you would rather dive into a swimming pool full of sharks than be surrounded by your drunk peers in a messy house with music loud enough to burst your eardrums.

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oh my god😭

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@delicatewerewolfsoul !!!!!!!!!

socialization is very important for puppies 🐶🤍

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hongjoong // black cat dance break

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lustjoong's crush is kinda hot 👀

Omg... issat... me?! ✨🥺

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WHEBSNFEFNSKSKSD IM SO MEAN THANK YOU

just wanna say that I love @lustjoong 🥰 @yunhoshoe @sansbun @chrryhwa @yunderland with my whole entire being 😭😭🥺🥺🥺 and if anyone makes them sad i will remove their kneecaps 😸😠

edit: and @curanonemu because she feels left out and i love her too!! 🥰💖🥺

[curanonemu]

For someone who claims to like curanonemu more than how much that lustjoong blog does, you sure just forgot to put me on the list. :/

just wanna say that I love @lustjoong 🥰 @yunhoshoe @sansbun @chrryhwa @yunderland with my whole entire being 😭😭🥺🥺🥺 and if anyone makes them sad i will remove their kneecaps 😸😠

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up-close and personal.👀

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(kcon:tact) m&g // hongjoong

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noOO IM GONNA CRY—

you!!!

yeah you!!!

you’re exhausted, aren’t you? stop pretending. it’s okay. you’re safe here. rest here for a bit. i’ll watch over you.

you’re doing great. taking a rest is still part of growth. you don’t have to be up and “productive” all the time. being productive also means taking care of your body and mind.

so here. rest for a while. forgive yourself for whatever grudge you hold. breathe. care for the limbs that keep you standing, and love the hands that hold the world.

i love you. keep going.