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HALF TIME OMG

Stray Kids “KARMA” UNVEIL : TRACK “반전 (Half Time)”

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WHY IS Y/N CATCHING STRAYS WHATS UP WITH EVERYBODY HELLO???? MINHO WHAT

why did Minho suddenly do that tho

ELEVEN : care to debrief. (+920 words.)

there wasn’t supposed to be a rehearsal this week, but when club icarus needed a last minute artist to play, bleached by eden took up the chance.

club icarus being one of their bigger performances for a bigger venue, a rehearsal was needed. urgently.

though it wasn’t discussed, heejin and jisung brought their friends in to cover up the awkwardness between them. however, jisung never intended to invite felix after the argument. he didn’t expect him to show up with you wrapped around his arm. it’s clear enough that you discussed going with him.

jisung takes a few glances at heejin every few minutes, hoping that she’d look back at him. but she pretended he didn’t exist.

seungmin and hyunjin were observing felix as he would stay giggling beside you as you spoke to each other. felix sat next to you, which you didn’t pay any mind to. your questions only arose when you mentioned if he was gonna talk to his friends later and he shook his head without a word, moved on from that topic to the next quickly. you noticed that seungmin was staring directly at you from the other side of the garage. you gave him a soft smile, but he just blinked and turned his head away to talk to hyunjin.

you noticed the air was different. it was tense. you looked back at jeongin and yeji, but they didn’t seem to notice anything.

you tap on felix’s thigh as the band rehearses a song.

“is something going on?”

you whisper in felix’s ear. he shakes his head.

“don’t worry about it.”

he gives you a smile, doing his best to assure you.

jisung makes a huge mistake during the chorus, playing the wrong chords. heejin rolls her eyes before she speaks up.

“stop. we’re running that again from the top.”

she doesn’t even look at him, just straight down at her bass guitar. jisung huffs and jerks his head in frustration. they don’t speak, they just run it again.

it was very different.

as they took a break, you pulled heejin aside in the hallway towards the bathroom.

“what’s going on?”

“nothing? don’t worry about it.”

“don’t worry about it? this is the most awkward practice ever!”

heejin laughs slightly.

“don’t worry your pretty little head about it! it’s nothing, just go talk with felix, okay?”

you try to focus on felix, but it’s hard when you see the boys glancing at you then each other. either while talking or jisung’s strumming, they’re constantly glancing, glaring even, at you and felix.

“guys, what’s going on?”

you can’t help but speak during the silence while they’re tuning their guitars to play the same song because jisung keeps making the same mistake.

“han can’t play the chords right.”

“i am doing it right, i’m just stressed.”

“are you?”

beomgyu and junhan look at each other. beomgyu speaks up,

“guys can we just move on, we need to really perfect this one song…”

“shut it.”

jisung snaps at him. the two boys go quiet.

“don’t talk to them that way. you know han, why don’t you explain what’s going on?”

“what?”

“tell her what you said. what i said.”

“no way.”

“yeah? because seems like you can just speak for everyone, huh.”

“oh shut up.”

as the two bicker, you look at felix with a mix of fear and confusion in your eyes. he’s just shaking his head.

“don’t listen to them, okay?”

you nod at him, going back to relaxing in your seat. suddenly, you hear slow claps from behind.

everyone turns their head back.

lee minho.

you feel your heart drop.

he’s walking slowly up to the band, walking past the audience of friends.

he stops in his tracks as he spots your following stare at him.

he doesn’t move his head towards you, just staring at the ground with an annoyed smirk.

“nice to see you again, y/n.”

you feel your body getting cold. you feel the stares of everyone in the room, even felix. you can hear jeongin moving forward from his seat as his reaction. your head jolts at him and he mouths, “what the fuck?”

heejin just stares at minho, watching as he paces around the garage towards the corner of the room. he spots the cloth covered guitar, his electric blue guitar. the one he left behind.

“you kept it.”

he just stares at it after he pulls the cloth off.

“perfect condition. hasn’t been messed with since you stormed out on us.”

his finger traces the strings. heejin speaks once again.

“hey. you wanna play again? might need a new guitarist.”

heejin stares at jisung as she speaks to minho. he feels his blood boiling, but he stays silent.

minho takes the guitar off the stand. he strums it a few times, the melody of the song they were just playing. he’s walking to the center of the garage, just playing mindlessly before he stops.

CRACK.

minho smashes the guitar against the concrete floor. the strums making broken sounds the wooden neck breaks off the base. pieces of acrylic go flying across the room from the base.

everyone’s silent.

“i don’t play anymore.”

he drops the neck from his hands onto the ground. he stares at every single soul in the garage down, one by one, before he walks away.

when he’s out of earshot, hyunjin speaks.

“dramatic much?”

beomgyu’s groaning at the back as his voice trails off into the hallways.

“eughhh… now i gotta clean that up.”

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okay i might have cried a bit💔💔 this is so Minho 💔💔💔💔💔

Actually tying the knot ⋅ Lee Know

After months of false alarms, Lee Know proves he’s more than just bark and no bite. pt.2 of Just tying the knot

It had been three days away from the city and Minho had been a bit… odd. 

Not in the obvious “something’s wrong” kind of way. Just… off. Like his mind was somewhere else.

But Minho had “weird days” sometimes. You didn’t press.

The two of you had escaped to a quiet countryside guesthouse, tucked behind a wraparound garden with a sky so clear it felt scrubbed clean. 

You’d spend most of the day walking trails, feeding stray cats near the village market, and laughing at how Minho, predictably, kept getting distracted by every single one. Every cat, no matter how scruffy or aloof, had his full attention until you tugged at his sleeve and teased, “We’re not adopting another, you know.”

“Just saying hello,” he’d mutter defensively, but his grin betrayed him.

By night, the air had cooled enough for you to pull on a sweater. Maybe you were wearing his. Maybe you always ended up wearing his. 

You stood with him on the patio, a blanket draped over both your shoulders, leaning against the railing of the little patio, little soft light illuminating the space around you like little fireflies. Above you, the stars spilled wide and bright, scattered like spilled glitter across an endless black canvas.

“Wow,” you breathed. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen this many.”

Beside you, Minho hummed low in his chest. His hand was warm, wrapped around yours beneath the blanket. “City doesn’t let you. Too many lights.”

You tilted your chin skyward, trying to trace the constellations you half-remembered from textbooks. But when Minho spoke again, his voice was softer – almost thoughtful. “Kind of unfair how pretty it is.”

But when you glanced over, he wasn’t looking at the sky.

He was looking at you.

You tried to play it off, tilting your head back again to search the stars, but you felt the weight of his gaze linger. His thumb brushed absently over your knuckles. And in that unspoken way you sometimes did, you thought about how seamlessly your life had folded into his. There was no border anymore between yours and his – it had happened without either of you noticing.

His hand shifted. You looked down to see his fingers brushing the delicate chain at your throat – the small pendant that had been his very first gift to you years ago, back when the two of you had been dating only a few months. You hadn’t even realized you’d grabbed it this morning.

He held it between his fingers for a beat, a faint smile flickering across his lips that said more than words could before lifting his gaze towards the sky. His eyes lingered for a moment, like he was grounding himself in the endless stretch of stars. When his gaze came back to you, it carried a weight you couldn’t name yet.

But he didn’t say anything. Just released the pendant carefully, letting it fall back against your skin.

“Hey…” He reached for your hand, squeezing it in his for a moment.

Before you could respond, he let go.

Not abruptly. Just… gently. Lingering, like he was reluctant to break the contact. You watched his fingers slip away from yours, confused, until he took one slow step back.

Then another.

And then—he lowered to one knee.

For a heartbeat, your brain didn’t compute. Your first thought – embarrassingly – was ‘Oh, here we go again’. That stupid reflex from months of false alarms flaring up, a half-second muscle memory of exasperation. But when your eyes met his, the thought died instantly.

No smirk. No glint of mischief. Just… Minho, looking up at you. His expression was shy – almost nervous – with the faintest crease between his brows like he wasn’t sure if he could get the words out right.

Your chest tightened.

“Minho…” you said softly, the blanket slipping from your shoulders. 

He took a breath, eyes flicking briefly towards the ground before finding yours again. The patio light caught in his eyes, warm and bright. “I know what you’re thinking,” he said quietly. “That I’m messing with you again.”

You huffed out a tiny laugh, because, well… yeah. “Kind of hard not to.”

His lips quirked, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “I meant it when I told you I’d want you to know when it’s real. And.. this is.”

The air around you shifted, heavy with something beyond jokes and teases.

He reached into his jacket pocket, and your breath caught when he pulled out a small velvet box.

“This isn’t because you threatened to beat me to it,” he said, his voice warm but still carrying that edge of nervousness. “And it’s not because I ran out of ways to tease you.”

Your throat tightened painfully.

“It’s because,” he went on, “after five years of you putting up with me. Laughing with me, making me feel like—” he swallowed, “—like I’m home no matter where we are… I can’t picture any part of my life without you in it. And… I don’t want to keep living a life where I hope you’ll always be there. I want to know. I want to make it certain. I want it to be us. Always.”

You blinked rapidly. You weren’t the type to cry, and you’d probably laugh at yourself if you did. But when you glanced up at the sky for a second, the stars were a little blurry.

“So,” he breathed, opening the box to reveal a beautiful, slender ring, “will you marry me?”

For a second, you just stared. Partly because your brain was still catching up, partly because Minho looked so hopeful – like he’d been holding his breath for months, maybe years, waiting for this exact moment.

And then you sank down before your mind could even catch up, knees pressing against the cool wood as your hands cupped his face. “Yeah… yes,” you whispered, voice breaking into a laugh. “Of course, I’d marry you.”

His shoulders sagged with an exhale, the smile breaking across his face slow and unstoppable. He slid the ring onto your finger with hands that were slightly trembling despite his collected exterior.

You weakly added, “Pabo,” as if he could’ve really thought you wouldn’t say no to him.

But he kissed you before you could finish the word, kissing you with a passion that stole your breath. When he pulled back, his lips brushed against yours as he murmured, “Not letting your first word as my fiancée be an insult.”

You smiled, shaking your head at his teasing like you always did – but then your eyes widened a beat later as the word actually hit you. 

Fiancée. You were his fiancée. You were engaged. The two of you were engaged.

Minho caught your expression instantly. His grin softened, his eyes glinting. “You just realized, didn’t you?”

Your mouth opened, then closed again, words scrambling out uselessly. “I mean—I knew, obviously, I just—”

He chuckled, thumb brushing over the new ring on your finger like he was memorizing the sight. “Unbelievable. I spend months teasing you about proposing, and when I finally do, you’re more shocked by what it meant as a consequence.”

Heat flooded your cheeks. “That’s not—okay, maybe a little.”

He leaned closer, dropping his voice slightly. “Wow. My fiancée is slow on the uptake. Good thing she’s cute.”

“Minho!” you groaned, burying your face in his shoulder to hide the stupid grin spreading across your face.

He laughed quietly, pressing a kiss to your hair, his voice low and teasing against your ear. “Better get used to it. You’re stuck with me now, jagiya.” his smile grew sly, “Or… should I start calling you yeobo soon—”

Before he could finish the word, you grabbed the collar of his jacket and kissed him, catching him mid-tease this time. He made a muffled sound against your mouth, then melted into it, his laughter humming low in his chest as he kissed you back.

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Later, curled back on the patio with the blanket and his head resting against yours, you murmured, “You know, I’m glad you chose to ask like this and not that time Dori started throwing up.”

He groaned. “You had to bring that up now?”

“You were kneeling, Minho. I thought that was it. My heart almost gave out—and then you had to clean up cat vomit.”

He buried his face in your shoulder with a muffled groan while you laughed, the sound echoing up towards the endless sky.

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OH WOW THAT'S FAST

ngl I feel like one of them is gonna catch feelings fast

03. MINHO'S DEAL BREAKER , no strings attached ( lmh. )

❪ 概要 ❫‎ lee minho × fem!reader g. smau/fluff/suggestive/angst, college! au, fwb, relationship of convenience, ex-childhood friends to ? . . . . . cw. allusions to sex and mild nsfw talk, mentions of a toxic relationship 18ss.

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OH NERD JISUNGGGG

HOW TO DATE THE POPULAR GIRL ۶ৎ a han jisung smau. [ pt. 1 ]

────────── he knows he's screwed. he's been screwed since the moment you were assigned as his lab partner. you. the last girl he ever thought he'd be talking to. and now you want to spend time out of class to help you study? he's totally fucked.

❪ 概要 ❫‎ han jisung × fem!reader g. comedy/smau/light fluff, nerd! jisung, popular! reader, college! au . . . . . cw. mild nsfw (jokes kinda), mostly in jisung's pov (and he's a loser :P), '00 liners 21ss.

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I love wonseok and frankie's character so much💔

L♡VE IN F♡CUS | Chapter 36

WARNINGS: swearing, food/eating, reference to past emotional abuse

PAIRING: idol!Changbin x fem reader

GENRE: smau, crack, angst, fluff

P♡V: 1st/2nd person (depending on how you view it)

SUMMARY: Amateur concert photographer Y/n has recently been promoted to junior music journalist. Her first assignment? An exposé on the popular Kpop boy group, Stray Kids. Spending an entire tour doing in depth interviews with eight men seems simple enough, but one member isn't exactly open to the idea. Will Y/n be able to break down the walls around his heart, or will her big break turn into a big disaster?

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૮ ․ ․ ྀིა if i say, i love you • lee minho

prompt lee know's way to tell you he loves you pairing lee know x reader genre fluff, established relationship warnings none that i can think of right now. word count 1,018 words a/n i was thinking of writing a jisung version of this prompt, but the minho version wrote itself in my head faster. if you do want the jisung version (or anyone else), let me know!

Lee Minho is a believer that actions speak louder than words. Believing this, he has always been one to show you how much he loves you, rather than telling you so. He lets his actions and behaviors tell you just how much he loves you.

From the way he takes care of you in all things. Always tying your shoelaces, clasping your jewelry, smoothing your clothes. Always cooking meals for you, taking the outer side of the sidewalk, giving you his hoodies and sweaters when you get cold.

Buying you that one thing you eye when you're shopping. Sending you your favorite things when he's on tour. The list goes on and on when it comes to the things that he does to express his love for you.

Lee Minho usually takes unconventional approaches to things because of the way he's wired, and that just means that his love comes in all art forms. No two things are delivered the same way. So when he tries to think of a way to show you once again for your one year anniversary, he's at a loss as to what he can do to show it in that eccentric, grandiose way he loves so much.

He racks his brain for weeks on end to come up with the perfect plan. Should he pretend to have an at home cat cafe for you with your babies? Nahhhhhh, he did that for the 100 day anniversary.

Should he cook your favorite meal? Nahhhhhh, he does that every month -- you're too used to it by now.

Should he buy you that thing you've been eying for two weeks? Nahhhhhh, he did that already. It's going to be delivered tomorrow.

Lee Minho sits on the idea for weeks, and even goes to the person he tries not to be serious with the most for some advice. He goes to Bang Chan. Bang Chan finds him adorable and tells him to do something he hasn't done already.

Maybe he shouldn't have gone to Bang Chan, the Australian didn't even help. Well, maybe he did. After sitting on it for a moment, Lee Minho thinks of the perfect thing to showcase his love.

There are about 10 days before your actual anniversary, and Lee Minho knows exactly what he wants to do. Thankfully, the time around the momentous occasion is filled with free days for you both, so this will work out perfectly. Prepare yourself significant other, for Lee Minho will knock your socks off!

Well, that's what Lee Minho thinks as he conjures up this plan. He gets you surprised, of course. He texts you about 7 days before the anniversary telling you to have your suitcase packed and yourself ready for a trip.

You laugh fondly and agree to his wishes, letting him whisk you away for a 3 day trip away from the hustle and bustle of your life. The first day there was nothing short of magnificent.

Excursion after excursion is tackled in the few hours before you can officially check into your temporary accommodation, and despite not wanting to, Lee Minho pushes down his apprehensive thoughts and lets you enjoy this moment.

When you both get to your place to stay, the man is exhausted. You both tidy up, and you leave him be for a few moments to let him gather his bearings. Lee Minho tells you that he wants to take a nap, and you let him.

Hours later, he wakes up to a kiss on his forehead that has his heart breakdancing in his chest. He grabs you into his arms and bites your shoulder in that weird, lovable way. You squeal, but you let it happen.

You both lay in bed, with your now free arm running through his hair. His head found its way to your stomach, where he breathes in deeply to press your scent into his memory. He smiles when you laugh at his ways.

You both stay like that for a while, with you watching the sky from your window, and Lee Minho breathing you in. Everything is calm, and everything is beautiful.

Lee Minho moves up after a bit, hovering over you with the cutest smile on his face. You offer your most beautiful one in return. Then he leans down and licks your cheek.

You scoff and he grins.

"Really? You were looking down at me so intensely. All you wanted to do was lick my cheek?" You ask him.

His grin falls into a soft smile, and as he hovers over you, his eyes scans every inch of your body, he lets it all soak in. You tap his arm after a while of it happening.

Then he leans down and captures your lips like a winner grasping onto their prize. Your lips slot together perfectly, and you sigh into the kiss. Before it can deepen, he pulls away.

Then, he utilizes his perfect plan.

"I love you." He says, with his big brown eyes meeting your eyes head on.

With his eyes singing the songs of love and unbridled joy as he stares at his forever. He watches as your eyes widen in shock, mouth falling slack at the declaration.

You see, Lee Minho is someone who lets his actions speak louder than his words. He has eccentric and unpredictable ways to letting you know how much he adores and cares for you. But sometimes he lets his actions talk, and his words stay silent.

When Bang Chan told him to do something he's never done before, it made him realize that he never actually told you that he loves you. Sure his actions speak, but they were the only thing talking. His words were nowhere to be found.

So his ultimate plan was to tell you it with the utmost seriousness and honesty. And as you lay under him with wide, tear filled eyes, he knows that his plan is a success.

"I love you too, Minho." You respond, voice choked up at the seriousness of it all.

He leans back down and captures your lips once more.

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this is how ep 6 actually ended guys!!!!!

I swear to god I hope they won’t stop flirting the entire episode

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I love how committed she is to voting skz,be like her!!!!!

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nerd jisung 🔛🔝

💭… perv!nerd!jisung headcanons

pairing. han jisung x f!reader. genre. smut, minors dni, college!au. warnings. unprotected sex, public sex, oral (female receiving)

perv!nerd!jisung who’s grades start to slip cause he just can’t seem to focus in lectures - not when you’re sat pretty beside him, cute little skirt splayed across plush thighs that he wants to bury his head between 

perv!nerd!jisung who can’t seem to meet your eyes most days, not when just the night before he was rutting his cock against his pillow, muffling whimpers of your name with his palm as he imagined it was your tight cunt he was fucking instead. and you just look so sweet staring up at him from beneath your lashes, not a single clue about the effect you have on him and he almost feels guilty for thinking about you like that

perv!nerd!jisung who follows you around like a lost puppy. hoping, praying, that one day you’ll finally give in and let him have a taste

perv!nerd!jisung who sits under the bleachers after his lectures, conveniently the same time you have practice, peaking over the book he was ‘reading’ just in time to catch the way your tank top stuck to your tits with sweat, the way he can tell you’re not wearing a bra, the way your shorts keep riding up your ass everytime you move. and he likes to delude himself into thinking you’re doing it all for him to see

perv!nerd!jisung who catches himself staring at you more than he’d be willing to admit. zoning out in conversations when you walk by, eyes following the hem of your short skirt and wondering what you’re wearing underneath, glancing at you from the corner of his eye during class just to catch you chewing on the end of your pen in thought, thinking about how pretty those glossy lips of yours would look wrapped around his dick

perv!nerd!jisung who’s so loud when you finally let him fuck you. all messy whimpers and groans and strangled whines the second he sinks into your cunt, hands trembling from where they sat on your hips, nails digging into the soft skin as he struggles to not cum from the mere heat of your pussy alone. “f-fuck baby, so tight. so much better than i imagined.” he won’t stfu. the sweet, gentle boy who can’t even string a sentence together when he’s in your presence was now making a mess of your cunt, cursing under his breath like it’ll keep him from losing his mind, so fucking pussy drunk he can focus on nothing but the sight of his cock stretching you out

perv!nerd!jisung who a little inexperienced. you’ll have to teach him how to kiss, where to touch, how to fuck - he’s a bit clumsy at first, but he makes up for it with his eagerness

perv!nerd!jisung who offers to tutor you when you mention you’re failing - only to have his fingers stuffed deep inside your pussy with every answer you get right, hardly able to concentrate when he’s curling them just right, when his thumb is pressing down on your clit and when he’s looking at you oh so innocently through his glasses, coaxing more of those cute gasps from your lips. stops moving them as soon as you stutter out the wrong answer, tutting under his breath when you squirm on his digits, resisting the urge to fuck yourself on them. “c’mon my smart girl, i know you know the answer.” he loves the power it gives him

perv!nerd!jisung who rewards you by eating your pussy raw when you get full marks in your next test

perv!nerd!jisung who you make keep his glasses on when you ride him, loving how nerdy and downright pathetic he looks underneath you - head thrown back and eyes rolling into the back of his skull everytime you sink down onto his cock - skin flushed a lovely pink and hair a mess when he begs you to let him cum, toes curling when you deny him once again, cooing something about how he’s such a good boy for you but he can’t really pay attention when all he can focus on is the intense need to fuck his cum into you until your cunt is a creamy mess

perv!nerd!jisung who loves when you degrade him. manhandle him, slap him around, call him a loser, make him beg, cry, until his throat is raw. he turns into such a freak the second he gets a taste of your cunt. he’s just thankful you’re even paying the slightest bit of attention to his pathetic cock

perv!nerd!jisung who cums way too fast and way too much. he’s so apologetic about it though :( fills your cunt up so much that he’ll have to pull out and finish on your thighs too, choked little apologies falling from his lips but he just can’t stop, screwing his eyes shut in embarrassment as hot tears sting his eyes, feeling the last drop fall from his cock and he’s afraid to open them again to see the disappointed look on your face. will even offer to eat you out after when you don’t cum, not even caring his own was dripping out of you, he’ll just pull his limp cock out of your neglected pussy and get straight into making out with it, groaning and working his jaw taut the second your mixed juices coat his tongue. could probably get hard again just from eating you out tbh

perv!nerd!jisung who constantly looks up at you from between your legs for approval when he’s eating you out, fingers pumping into you while his tongue sucks on your clit, pulling away every few minutes just to ask, “is this okay? am i doing it right?” urgh he’s just so 🥺

perv!nerd!jisung who thanks you for letting him fuck you 

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Happy Birthday, Saiki Kusuo! 🎂🎉

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wow this episode started off so good they ended it with jaz and pomni fighting 💔