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Hiii can you do a fic where reader is a doctor and soobin is the patient who is taking therapy.... He goes there for his anxiety issues and ends up falling for the doc. Even though he's getting better he still finds some kind of reason to go there again and again just to see her... His bandmates notice and tease him so much abt it... And yeonjun ends up telling his bsf's little crush on his doc...

hi!! i moved accounts but i still wrote your request :)

my new account is @mingihttps and you can find your request here

thank you for requesting!!

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i have an apple phone 😭 i used to use social dummy but they took it off the app store

i wanna make an smau so bad but idk what fuckass app yall use

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MOVING ACCOUNTS

i'm moving accounts to @mingihttps bc this blog is connected to a separate account of mine and due to that i cant like or follow anyone thru this account and it was getting so annoying 😭

i'll be reposting all of my works on my new account!

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i wanna make an smau so bad but idk what fuckass app yall use

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sneaking out of heaven

soobin x fem!reader

soobin doesn't want to leave your apartment so he hides his shoes and his car keys

wc: >400

warnings: soobin calls reader 'angel', idol practice mentioned, tooth rotting fluff

"hey angel, have you seen my car keys?" soobin said as he walks into the living room of my flat. the jingling of his keys in his pocket was obvious.

"angel? that's new" i can't help the giggles that fall from my mouth as every step soobin takes closer to me is followed by the sound of his keys.

"this isn't funny, angel, i need to go to practice soon," soobin pouts and lays down on the couch beside me, "i don't know where i put my shoes either." i laugh again since i saw soobin hide his shoes under my bed as soon as he arrived.

“soobin, baby, your practice starts in 30 minutes. you should probably leave.” i try to be stern with my boyfriend but him pouting and pretending to not know where his belongings are is too cute.

“i'm trying to leave, angel, but i really need help finding my keys and shoes. i can’t leave without them.” soobin continues to pout and not actually try to look for his items.

“baby, your keys are in your pocket and i watched you put your shoes under my bed.” i laugh as i watch soobin’s pouty face. my boyfriend lets out a loud groan as he shoves his face into the couch cushion.

“i don't wanna leave” soobin says in a whiny voice followed by another groan of dissatisfaction. i run my hands through his hair as i tell him that practice won't be that bad. “no, no, no, i don't care about practice, i just don't wanna leave you.” i let out another laugh.

“your practice is only a couple hours, baby, you can come back later tonight.” i smile at my lover’s still pouty face. he agrees to come back later in the evening. he heads towards my room; exiting with his shoes in his hands. as soobin begrudgingly gets ready to leave, he stops to give me a kiss on the forehead.

“i’ll see you later tonight, angel!” soobin says with a wide bunny smile before leaving for practice.

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Creating this post so everyone can spam me with boops idc who you are BUT DO IT

(reblog if I can spam you with like 100 boops or smth)

Edit: Y'ALL WILD???? ILY GUYS SM HOLY HELL???

EDIT 2: I CAN'T BOOP EVERYONE 100 TIMES IM SORRY I'LL BOOP Y'ALL 20 OR 50 TIMES PROMISE

EDIT 3 EDITED BC UHHHH

COMMENT IF YOU WANT BOOP SPAM OMG AHHHHH 😭

EDIT 4: I'M ALMOST AT TUMBLRRRRR HOLY SHIT?? Y'all are so sweet :((

EDIT 5: I AM HELLA LATE WITH MY BOOPS BCFSAIHC

EDIT 6:

Does anyone know anything bout this... Anything above Tumblr?

EDIT 7: Maybe like 8 hours later? Y'all are wild for 5k notes on this singular stupid post. Tbh I can't boop everyone in the comments but I'll try when I get on my laptop 😭

EDIT 8: I don't care if you autoclick my account to actual hell, ok! Literally just have fun booping! I'm never mad 😭

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Thank you for booping me. Each one feels different and luxurious. Some feel like a furtive sip of lavender tea with honey on a cold night. Some feel like a millipede curling around my neck. Some feel like the crisp thwack of a rolled-up newspaper. And each one makes me stronger.

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the amount of shit imma leak on my buy me a coffee account bouta go crazy if only i had anyone on there

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i think the real april fool's day prank is messing up my fyp bc i'm trying to get the 1000 boop badge

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Reblog if its ok to spam you with boops

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hide your girlfriends i'm online and booping

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astronomy

seonghwa is worlds away from you. breaking up with him has become the best, and only, option left.

seonghwa x non-idol!reader

wc: 1.1k

warnings: angst, breaking up, crying, heartbreak, insecurities, talk about tour and being an idol, pet names (star, my love)

as i sit on the edge of our bed waiting for seonghwa to come home, i think about all the memories we had together. the good, bad and ugly. the laughter, the tears and arguments, the kisses and 'i love you's. i sit and reminisce on when we first met, when we first started dating, our first kiss, and every other little moment i spent with seonghwa. and now i have to think about what i'm going to say when he walks through that door and i have to explain to him that i'm leaving.

i hear seonghwa open the front door and then the bedroom door. i stayed unmoving on the edge of our shared bed and silently watched him. he had his bags in his hands from their tour, similar to my bags packed beside me. seonghwa looked up at me and we made silent, knowing eye contact for what felt like hours. no one moved, no one said anything, the only sound in the room was the busy street outside. that was until seonghwa broke eye contact to put his bags down on the floor with a heavy sigh. i continue to stare at seonghwa and couldn't help the tears that welled up in my eyes, but i'll be damned if i let them fall this early.

"it seems like we need to talk." seonghwa said but he spoke towards the ground. you could hear the strain in his voice but you weren't sure if it was from his tour or if he was trying to hold back a heart-shattering sob.

"i don't know what you want me to say, seonghwa," i look into his eyes that refused to look back at mine, "it's time for me to go."

"but it doesn't have to be" seonghwa answered back quickly and desperately. his eyes glancing between my folded hands in my lap to my packed bags at the end of our bed. i stayed quiet, wanting to see if he would add anything else; if he would beg me to stay. but seonghwa didn’t speak up again.

“please don’t make this more difficult than it has to be” i say softly. i knew breaking up with seonghwa wasn't going to be easy, but his silent desperation was eating me alive.

“then let's stop all of this. here, i'll help you unpack.” seonghwa still refused to meet my eyes as he grabbed my luggage, opened it, and started putting my clothes back into the closet. with shaky and fast hands, seonghwa opened the closet and dresser drawers. the only noise in the room was the sound of coat hangers hitting each other and the tussle of fabric. i could feel his heartache from miles away. finally, i let my tears fall as i glare at seonghwa’s back.

“i can have someone pick up my stuff some other time, seonghwa. that won't stop me from leaving.” i break the silence this time. he goes completely still, like he's frozen in place. eventually, seonghwa lets his arms fall, slapping his sides, and hangs his head down. the recurring silence is eating me alive. i want him to say something, anything. i want him to scream at me, yell at me, tell me to leave, tell me that he never even loved me.

seonghwa slowly turned around to face me, his eyes meeting mine for what felt like the first time. the tears welling up in his eyes made me choke down a quick breath and bite my tongue.

“you're my star, y/n” whispered words spill from seonghwa’s lips. words that made my heart clench and my tears fall faster.

“you can't force the stars to align, seonghwa, we’re two worlds apart.” i raised my voice slightly at him. i hate playing this back and forth game.

“two worlds apart? what do you mean, y/n?” seonghwa takes a hesitant step closer to me as he searches my eyes for the answer.

“isn't it obvious? you're an idol, seonghwa. aren't you tired of having to hide our relationship, having to pretend i don't exist, having to constantly check up on me when you're on tour? i'm doing us both a favor.” i speak loudly with my hands but the words falling from my mouth were quiet and broken up by my sobs.

“is that what this is all about? we can go public with our relationship. i don't care what happens or what anyone has to say, i just want to fix this,” seonghwa spoke rationally but i can tell by his body language that he was getting just as frustrated as me, “don't leave over something like this.”

“i guess distance doesn't always bring fondness,” i sigh and haphazardly wipe away the tears on my cheeks, “i wish i could stay with you, seonghwa”

“then stay” he makes no move to wipe his cheeks like i did. the pleading was evident within his voice, but i wasn't going to change my mind. this was the only option we had left. this was how our relationship was destined to end. we used to fantasize for hours about what our future would look like. we would stay up all night talking about our hypothetically wedding and children, but in the back of my mind i knew our words would never become a reality. i'm surprised we got as far as moving in together let alone being together for the past 5 years.

i have nothing but love for park seonghwa. that's why breaking up with him is the right thing to do. “stop trying to keep us alive”

i grab the only bag of mine that seonghwa didn't unpack and walk out of the bedroom, making a b-line for the front door of our apartment. seonghwa was close behind me, spewing incoherent sentence after sentence, begging me to stay. he grabbed onto my arm once i had reached the door.

“we’ll never be two worlds apart, my star, we’re both mars.” i can’t bear to face my soon to be ex-boyfriend; i just keep my head down as i silently cry.

“you're mars, my love, and i'm saturn. its been like that from the start. we’ve been two worlds apart for the past 5 years,” i gently shake seonghwa’s arm off of me and grab the doorknob, “i was never your star, but you’ll forever be mine.” i give him one last tearful look before i opened the door and left, what is now, seonghwa's apartment.

requests are open !!

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secret secret

you and jake have been secretly dating for over a year, that is until riki slipped up on a live.

sim jake x idol!fem!reader

wc: 281

warnings: idol life, secret relationship, riki called reader noona

you and jake have have done a good job keeping your relationship a secret. that's quite a hard task when both of your lives are so public. there have been minor slip ups here and there within the year of you two dating but nothing to fully expose the relationship, thankfully.

right now, your group was preparing for a come back while enhypen was on tour. you finally got back to your dorm after an exhausting day when you got a notification that jake went live. he had told you a couple days ago about how he was doing a live with riki. you excitedly clicked the notification and started watching the live, desperately missing your boyfriend.

the live had gone on for almost an hour now. that's when riki picked up jake's phone to check the time, almost showing the camera jake's lockscreen of you and him. you could notice jake tense up slightly at the idea of thousands of fans so suddenly finding out about our relationship but he quickly calmed down. that was until you heard your name come out of riki's mouth through your phone.

"have you talked to y/n noona yet today?"

jake silently stared at riki with surprised, large eyes. your eyes were similar while looking at your phone screen. riki quickly realized his mistake and slapped a hand over his mouth while looking between jake and the camera.

this slip up was going to be hard to cover up

requests are open !!

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turbulent

felix x fem! reader

you and felix broke up years ago, but now felix has the best idea on a way to get you back

wc: 700

warnings: established break up, felix wants to get reader back, mention of idol life and concerts

seeing your ex boyfriend’s face on billboards and hearing his voice on the radio wasn't exactly what you wanted. but you're proud of his success, nonetheless. a part of you wishes that you could've been there for him during this time in his life, be a person he could go to for comfort when he's too stressed. the possibility of that happening ended years ago, though, when you and felix broke up a couple months before his debut. within the years you two have been separated, you thought that you would get over felix. although, as of a couple months ago, the idea of moving on has gotten ten times more difficult.

a couple months ago stray kids had a comeback. you heard bits and pieces of their newly released music playing in stores and on the radio but what really caught your attention was the fact that one of their new songs was a love song. this love song was discussed often on social media, mainly that felix played a big part in writing the lyrics. you're the one who broke up with felix but the idea of him being with someone else hurt. naturally, you decided to listen to the song in full and that was when you realized that the lyrics were about you. felix wrote a love song about you years after breaking up. one thing that most stays didn't pick up on was the passive aggressiveness of the lyrics. it wasn't your average love song, the lyrics expressed hope and pain at the same time. was lee felix possibly still in love with you after all these years, after you broke his heart?

then last week, you got an email from jype. you had never expected to get an email from your ex boyfriend's company asking for permission to use your voice in one of stray kids’ songs. you didn't send back a response until two days later. you had asked what exactly they meant by ‘use your voice’, you weren't an idol or anything so you quickly knew that felix had something to do with this. and you were right, jype had said that they wanted to use audio clips of your voice that a member already has. the only information you got from their second email is that felix saved all of the voice messages you sent him when you were dating. not only that, but the fact that he still listens to them.

you had told the company that it was fine to use your voice in their song. you regret telling them that. it only opened up a new gateway of communication between you and felix. you were about to unknowingly cross a bridge that got torn down years ago.

since then, the song has been released and many fans were speculating who the female voice in the song was. jype has been giving you opportunities to come to the company and meet stray kids, which you always decline. you can't face felix again. that was until the company offered you one free concert ticket. it's one night and you'll be in a crowd with thousands of other people, there's no way he’ll be able to spot you out; so you decided to go to the concert. it was such a stupid idea, of course they’ll give you vip and you’d be in the front row.

now, in the pit of some random venue, you are face to face with your ex boyfriend who stares at you from the elevated height of the stage. you stare back, giving him the most calculated glare, letting him know that you know everything.

you leave the concert not wanting another thing to do with lee felix or the rest of stray kids. unfortunately those cards weren't in your favor. since in a couple days you’ll not only get another email from jype but a text from a number you forgot you still had in your phone; a person who goes by the name lee yongbok.

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21 question

bang chan x fem! reader

you want chan by your side when having a panic attack but he won't answer your calls. thankfully han is there to distract you until chan finally comes home.

wc: 739 words

warnings: established relationship, angst, hurt/comfort, panic attacks, crying, hyperventilating, self harm (hair pulling), pet names (baby, babygirl, my love, sweetheart) a couple cuss words, let me know if i missed anything!

"the number you have dialed is-" i hit the red button on my phone screen with shaking hands. i've lost count of how many times i've tried to call chan in the past hour. my sobs and uneven breaths echo off the walls of my bedroom and reach my ears twice as loud. my boyfriend not answering my calls when i need him just makes the tears run down my face faster. my thoughts are running thousand miles a second. going from feeling so alone to feeling like my own boyfriend hates me. it's getting harder and harder to breath by the second as it feels like the room is getting smaller. then, suddenly, the sound of the dorm room closing and heavy footsteps are ringing in my ears. based on the loud rhythm of the footsteps, i can tell that they don't belong to chan. i tuck my head between my knees and tightly thread my fingers in my hair as a way to ground myself and, hopefully, keep myself quiet. i don't want whoever it is that entered the dorm to know that I'm having a panic attack for who knows what fucking reason at this point. i can hear the footsteps get louder as they get closer and closer to my lover's room that i've been hiding in ever since they left for practice this morning. i tug on my hair harder as my tears or faster as the footsteps stop on the other side of the door. there is a gentle knock that sounds three times louder than what it probably was. i put a hand over my mouth to make sure no sobs came out, which is fruitless since whoever is at the door already knows I'm in here. 

"y/n... can i come in?" i hold back A choked sob, which only makes my breathing more shallow. why had han come home? were the others on the way? god, I hope so. "y/n? i know you probably want channie-hyung but he won't be home for a another hour... so can i please come in?" now that i know han heard me crying there's no point in trying to keep quiet. i uncover my mouth and let all of my shaky breaths be heard by han through the door. han quickly moves to open the bedroom door and make his way to me. "shit." i hear him mutter under his breath once he sees the state that i'm in, hyperventilating and shaking as i hold myself for comfort.

"what happened?" he whispers affectionately as he sits beside me on the bed and takes my other hand out of my hair gently. 

"i don't know anymore." i said, truthfully and quietly, but han still heard me. 

"that's okay sweetheart, you don't have to know," he whispers once again while smoothing down my hair, "wanna play a game?"

i look at han with teary eyes questioningly. "what game?" i sniffled.

"how about 21 questions?" han smiled down at me with practically pleading eyes.

i wipe my eyes and nod my head. i know he's just trying to distract me from my anxiety, but who am i to say no. 

"okay, i'll start, what's your favorite color?"

"han, you already know that"

"just answer!" i teasingly shake my head before answering the question and asking my own. i don't know when, but han must have texted chan and told him that i was crying because a few minutes into the game, i hear the front door slam shut and someone calling my name. the bedroom door opens quickly, revealing my boyfriend. 

"i'm so sorry, babygirl, are you okay?" chan says as he wraps his arms around my shoulders and kisses the top of my head. 

"it's okay channie, i know you're busy," i reassure him as i wrap my arms around his torso, "hannie helped me calm down"

"i know, he texted me, i'm sorry i wasnt here sooner, baby" chan apologizes again.

"i'm going to end this game of 21 questions here, then" han says as he gets off the bed with a stretch and leaves to go to his own room.

"you hungry at all, baby?" chan asks and i shake my head.

"i am tired, though" i whisper as i lay down in the bed.

"then let's take a nap, my love" my boyfriend whispered back as he lays down beside me.

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