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hi, was wondering if you would be able to write an imagine about lando norris inspired by ariana grande's new song, we can't be friends. i really love how you write thats why i left this request. hope you'd be able to do it! thank you! <3 much love!

We can't be friends | LN4

⸺ the one where they loved each other, but for outside circumstances couldn't even be friends. ✓ mentions of online hate, rumors of cheating; angsty. fem!reader (she/her).

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You were his teammate's before you were his.

You were Oscar's girlfriend. Oscar's best friend. Oscar's rock.

And Lando admired Oscar, he even felt protective of the driver. Yet, he couldn't help but wish the one thing he couldn't: your love.

Lando was your boyfriend's good friend, as close as it could be to becoming best friends, as close as a working relationship would let. He was the one Oscar ran to when he needed to vent about driving, or needed advice. Yet, you couldn't help but fall for the one person you couldn't: Lando.

It happened too fast. It took you by surprise. One second you were visiting the McLaren facility for the first time, and the second you were facing ocean-green eyes with a hint of light blue. One second honey brown was your favorite, the other you couldn't help but crave the unknown of light green. You thought it was a good friendship, the kind people write those sayings about, souls that find each other but aren't supposed to fall romantically, souls that are destined to be friends, the best of friends. However, you did crave it. 

Lando knew how to make you laugh the way no one else knew. He had the best hug in the world, strong arms, warm body, his breath hitting your skin just right. One glance and you were done.

And done is what you decided to be with your years-long relationship with Oscar. You would not lead Piastri on. Before his girlfriend, you were his best friend, and so you sat down and with teary eyes told him you fell for someone else. The Aussie was a smart guy, he tried to brush it off all those months, he told himself Lando was that friendly with everyone, that the British worried about everyone else the way he worried about you, while deep down he knew something else was growing, something else was already there by the time you so much as shared your first glance. But you were his first love, his first girlfriend, his best friend. You shared everything together. He won with you by his side, he lost with you there too, so Piastri wasn't ready to let go.

That's the funny thing about heartbreak, it doesn't wait until you're ready, it doesn't give you an evacuation notice, it just bursts in one day and tells you that the house that used to be filled with joy and love is about to be empty for God knows how long.

Oscar wasn't ready for his house to be vacant. Because the void would feel so much bigger without his teammate as well, it was obvious that their friendship would be compromised after the end of his relationship. He lost not only his lover but his friend as well.

Hence why he was so bitter about that particular ending. You took everything with you. Every memory of his life had you, the happiest and saddest, and you didn't even leave him the option of blaming you, because you broke up with him. You didn't cheat. You didn't go behind his back. You chose to end things with him so that you could be with Lando, and for a few days, even weeks, Oscar wished that you had cheated on him, that you had broken his heart in the nastiest possible way, because what you did end up being even worse.

When you started attending more races you knew you couldn't be friends with Lando, you told him so. It was too risky, too hard. Impossible. So you kept repeating to each other you couldn't be friends until one day you could – or so you thought. Because as it turns out, when you're famous your life is not always yours, not only yours. Oscar was famous.

And so was Lando.

The public was already reading between the lines whenever you interacted with Lando. People can try to lie with their bodies, but their eyes usually turn them in, and you guessed your eyes turned you and Lando to the fans. So much so, that they decided to throw hate when your breakup with Oscar was announced.

Every piece of social life you had was disturbed by spam accounts and fan accounts. Angry and bitter messages. Threats and more threats.

Lando's career was on the line, and so was yours because people started showing up at your work asking about you, about Oscar, and about the British guy you were in love with.

Oscar kept his silence. His heart was too shattered for him to care. The truth was, somehow, he felt like that was your curse: you couldn't even be friends anymore. Not him and you. Not you and Lando. Not him and Lando.

"I'll be alright," Lando whispered trying to give you a small glimpse of reassurance.

You nodded, you knew it was true – or so you hoped, but for that to be true you would have to give up way too much. "We can't be friends," you confessed, and the silence almost swallowed you two. It broke your heart the way his eyes shone with tears, the eyes you loved so much, eyes you wanted to swim in, lost yourself in. "But for today I would like to just pretend," you added, intertwining your fingers.

Lando bit his lips but nodded, the situation was complex. You used your free hand to trace his sharp features and closed your eyes when your noses bumped. You felt his warmth, held him close one last time, kissed him in a final way – a way only lovers that wish with all their being to be together but can't, knew.

When you realized your feelings for Lando, you knew you couldn't be anything more than friends. Just friends. Now, a couple of months later, not even that would suffice. You couldn't be your lover's love, and worst of all you couldn't be your lover's friend.

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[sungbeam]

ooh mickey u so fine u so fine u blow my mind (´Д⊂ヽ

[ooshu]

na jaemin / requested by @baecobies [see notes below] | 🎧 inspired by bubble gum clairo -

“jaemin, too dark in here.”

jaemin never liked fluorescent lights attached to ceilings. the only thing that is keeping you from seeing his almost silhouette figure is the little lamp just above his bed’s frame… and his desktop monitor.

“you see me though.”

“barely.” you huffed. you rose from his bed and looked for the switch. you flicked it on, and you see his hair, all-disheveled, and so is his bedsheet. his eyebrows furrowed. he grunted as he attempts blocking the blinding light with his pillow.

“such a baby.”

“turn it off!”

“fine!”

you went back to his bed. you have never slept in jaemin’s bed before. you understand that some people, no matter how you are close or too close with them, still have boundaries. so when he invited you to come over for a film night, you didn’t bring extra clothes to sleep in. he always book you an uber or accompany you to come home even though it takes an hour or two to get there.

instead, you’re sitting on his bed, wearing one of his flimsy, outgrown pairs of shorts and his black oversized shirt. he said you should just sleep in. your back is laid against the bed frame which is well, comfortable, but jaemin seems more comfortable laying down with his long legs all over the place.

“wanna order food?” you asked.

“mmh.”

“what do you want?”

“up to you”, he said, almost inaudible.

“here we go again…” you sighed.

but jaemin got up, put his arms around you, and rested his chin on your shoulder, his lips almost grazing your neck. he scrolled through the phone that you’re still holding. you can smell him so sweetly and you didn’t know why but you kind of leaned your head against the top of his head. he made a few clicks ordering a big mac and sprite then he was back in his laying position.

you tried ignoring the butterflies in your chest.

because jaemin has always been like that anyway.

then jaemin shuffled and shifted until his hands could reach your elbow. he poked it but you ignored it just for fun. then he started to somehow… becoming insistent.

he poked a little more until you said, “what?”

jaemin patted his bed.

you stared at him.

he patted it more.

“you want me to… lay down?”

he nodded.

“with you?”

he nodded once more like a kindergartener who was asked if he wanted ice cream after a fun day at daycare.

“sure? i mean, you never allowed me in your room before and-”

jaemin patted it again but almost too audible now.

“okay! okay!”

so you surrendered. and you wouldn’t lie and say this wasn’t much and more comfortable. jaemin laid down behind you where he could almost hover over your body frame. but your position is focused in front of his desktop playing anne hathaway’s one day.

the film is great, by the way. it's one of his favorites. he played this because you said you wanted to see it, too. but with jaemin laying down beside you, he couldn’t help but keep his hands off you. so he trailed his fingers on your back, drawing random lines and incoherent figures. you chuckled and tried swatting his hand away but he knows it was soothing you and eventually, you leaned into his touch that slowly cooed you to sleep.

and when he tilted his head to check that slumber has finally visited you, he spelled “i love you” on your back, fingers grazing so deliberately, so slowly because he meant every letter that formed the sentence his voice could never sing, and kissed the crown of your head.

then the doorbell rang and you were startled in your sleep.

you clumsily got out of his bed but he managed to catch your wrist to stop you. you looked at him looking at you, smiling.

still holding you, he rose from his position. he kind of pinched your skin, not too tightly, but it was a nod, an assurance that he got it. he let you go and answered the door.

jaemin was never good with words anyway.

- thank you, @baecobies, for requesting! i've always wanted to do a jaemin oneshot omg (and yes, this vlog still lives in my head rent free. he looks so cuddly)! prompt/request reveal:

hi, idk if you're still open for request but i was thinking if its possible for u to write a jeno/jaemin/mark (any of the three, i don't mind) short fic :D i don't really have any trope in mind but please just something! anything! hahaha byeee

[tyxoxo]

One Night Only - VII.

ch.6, m.list

Jeno x fem!reader series

Genre: slow burn, fuckboy!jeno, enemies to lovers/hate fucking fwb! bookstore jeno → model jeno au, 00’ dream + mark + jun (seventeen) character inserts

Words: 2.4k

Warnings: only suggestive themes in this chapter, jeno is mean, cocky, stubborn, this relationship is extremely toxic (i dont condone, this is pure fiction),

tagging: @sukistrawberry @mingiandbaconjam @baecobies @produmads @glitchfiles @devinitysann @jamy99hoe @pradajaehyun

a/n: don’t come for me! i know it’s been a minute 🫣

**edit: forgot to write that jeno changed his clothes. just imagine him in his all black fit from Milan!!:)

Chapter 7

He had to have been the most foul person to ever step foot on this subway, thinking he could get away with trying to put his hands in between your thighs. It was painfully obvious that he was attempting to get to where you secretly needed him the most.  

“Jeno…” The way his name fell from your hushed lips made him go wild. Even if you were going to tell him to stop, it wouldn’t keep him from daydreaming about spinning you around to face the subway doors, letting everyone on the other side watch the two of you fly by as he took you against the foggy windows.

Even bonus points if he managed to rip your flimsy flannel open as he fucked you from behind, breasts pressed against the plexi glass from his relentless thrusts.

He was aware you weren’t wearing a bra underneath; practically begging to be exposed.

You whispered out his name again, not even realizing that you snapped him out of his wild daze.

“Hmm?” He hummed against your ear, causing your back to arch and ultimately intensify the way your ass fit perfectly into his groin. 

“We can’t do this here…” You fought against your desires, trying your hardest to not let your words drift off into a moan. There was no way the other subway-goers couldn’t hear you. Your tone was quiet enough to hear a pin drop but everyone was practically squished against one another, you and Jeno included. The only thing that set you apart from these strangers, was your guilt from struggling to behave.

“Why not?”

“There’s kids in here…”

He briefly turned his head from the front of the train to the very back. Due to his one-track mind, of course he didn’t notice.

“Fuck…” Disappointment was evident in his expression, forehead dropping onto your shoulder from the realization that he was cock-blocked.

You purposely dropped your eyes down at both of your shoes, knowing the civilians were probably disgusted, and would maybe even consider reporting you to the nearest authorities; this was Seoul after all. 

Regardless, Jeno kept his claim on you, making sure his hands were locked on your waist for the entire train ride. 

~

“So…what is there to know?” You asked as the two of you scoured the outdoor flea market. You didn’t know of any other way to start a conversation, but you hoped something would come out of it.

Neither of you were on the hunt for anything in particular, but the multitude of booths gave you both plenty to look at.

From antique’s, to handcrafted jewelry, to “hand-me-down’s” in a stand alone thrift section, there could be something worth buying. 

“What would you like to know?” Jeno knocked his shoulder into your own as a signal for “shoot it.” But you were certain that he had no idea how many details you wanted to discover. 

“Well, you seem pretty tame at the moment, which is why i asked.” 

He scoffed at your statement, knowing that he was so close to causing a scene on the subway. But he could care less about the old farts or the young bloods. He was never one to respect authority.

“I mean yeah, since we’re very well acquainted now.” He said his snarky comment rather loudly, to which you gave a rather loud and abrupt “shhh.”

A few shoppers turned to view your utterance, to which you quickly diverted your eyes from the sudden onslaught of attention. 

“Hmm, let me guess. You want to know why I'm being so nice right now. Or maybe you want to know when I'm gonna ditch you…”

He looked up towards the sky as he listed his malicious theories; a shit way to ponder on all of the possibilities.

You could only shake your head from your decision to initiate talk, but you couldn’t help but remain curious.

“You know you’re like a billion red flags right?” You snapped back with something only half as presumptuous; never quite on your “A” game with someone as forward as him.  

“Yeah, and what does that say about you?” He said with a smirk. It was becoming increasingly difficult to not tug on your lips with every word he spoke.

Sadly, he was right.

You were just as unstable as him, to all of a sudden be around him more often than your old self would’ve wanted to. 

“That I should be ashamed of myself…” 

Somehow that amused the both of you. And hearing him laugh for the first time, actually stirred something within you, even his eye smile making your cheeks turn scorching hot.

“But seriously though, what made you want to work at a bookstore, doesn’t seem like your kind of vibe. Having to be quiet all the time…”

“I mean, Renjun and I both wanted something lowkey and not super complicated. And could you imagine me in retail or fast food, sounds terrible right?” 

You covered your mouth as you imagined the scenario, entertained by his facial expressions and agreement with his own statement.

“I definitely couldn’t. But you should really treat Mark with more respect, he’s way too lenient with you, or any of us for that matter.”

You couldn’t help but scold Jeno, for all the times he was inconsiderate to your nothing-but-nice boss.

Jeno gave a sarcastic pout, and an aura of silence after catching sight of a ring at one of the many handcrafted jewelry booths. As he began to approach the tent, you inspected the banner attached to the front, reading “Brimstone Jewelry” with a Leviathan Cross situated on both ends. 

You followed behind him, hanging onto the back of his black jean jacket to keep up with his stride. 

As you stood side-by-side, you watched as he grabbed the grunge-inspired silver band, face showing interest in the decorative etchings. 

Eventually, who you presumed to be the owner, approached the two of you, hoping Jeno would buy it. 

“You like it?” The woman had a unique look to her. Despite being middle-aged, she seemed to be just as lively as the younger demographic: with dyed red fringed hair, spiked cuffs, and an all black sheer dress. 

Jeno could only respond with a “mhm” and a subtle nod, raising the ring to get a good view of the sticker on the inside that gave the size. 

“Do you have this in a size 9?” 

“Yes! Let me get it out of my box!” The lady bent down to grab the container that was hidden underneath the table by a white drape sheet. In it, was the ring he had asked for, along with others that were just as edgy. 

It was noticeably bigger and once Jeno placed it on his right middle finger, you felt your knees buckle.

He looked so hot, with it on. Even though his black jean jacket covered the veins on his arms, you could see them branched out on his hands, complimenting the avant-garde design of the ring.

You hadn’t even realized that your mouth was hung open as he held up his hand in the sunlight, not until the lady smiled and laughed at your expression.

Jeno was oblivious until she spoke again,

“Are you guys a couple?” 

She was daring to ask such a thing, and you tried to gulp down the lump that formed in your throat like an aftershock.

Jeno placed his hand down, giving an obvious and shameless “why would you ask such a thing” look.

“No.” 

Jeno’s curt response, without a reassuring glance, made the air around you go cold, despite the relatively warm day.

What did you expect? And why did it make your entire body slump into a low-spirited posture? 

“Didn’t mean to intrude, young man. Just thought I’d ask because I have some really nice couple rings.” The lady gave a sympathetic bow, one that was ignored by Jeno as he tossed the ring on the table and walked off without you.

You were in disbelief, not only from his brusque actions, but from the entirety of the situation. It seemed like he retreated anytime your presence was known…did you even really exist in his mind? Or only when it benefited him? 

Of course, you were probably overanalyzing. But this was the second time he withdrew after the two of you engaged in such a way. 

You mentally shook your head of your inordinate thoughts, giving a delayed bow to the lady on behalf of your anarchic partner, if that even was the appropriate title. 

“How come you didn’t buy it?” You eventually caught up, with your subconscious never failing to make you grab a hold of his arm as the two of you walked. Surprisingly, he didn’t shrug you away, and you could honestly care less if he secretly hated it. 

“I don’t know. I just didn’t want to…” 

If you ended up following through with your spur-of-the-moment plan, you could no longer say that you didn’t have feelings for Jeno. All of the denial would be nonexistent from this point onward. 

Because the moment you decided to walk back up to that same booth, you would make it your mission to have Jeno fuck you with that ring on, one way or another.

“Where are you going?” He looked back after feeling you release the back of his jacket. 

“I’ll be right back. Can you find me something to drink and some shade, like frozen lemonade or something?” 

As you attempted to keep your whereabouts unknown, you were stopped in your tracks by Jeno’s firm grip on your wrist, causing you to whirl back around to face him. His jaw was clenched, probably due to your equivocal decision to go alone suddenly, especially in such a busy crowd.

“What?” He asked with a tilt of his head.

“I’m gonna go check something out, can you find me something to drink in the meantime?” You tried your best not to involuntarily point your head in the direction of your objective, fearing it would give your plan away. 

“Tell me.” 

“I said i’ll be right back!” 

Because of the increase in your tone and the attention drawn to the two of you now, Jeno had no choice but to let go. He seemed to walk away in the opposite direction, where you had both eyed a drink stand minutes prior. You continued your journey back to the jewelry booth, hoping the lady wouldn’t tell you to go away because of Jeno’s ill-mannered attitude. 

Surprisingly, she smiled upon seeing you step up again to her booth.

“Back again huh?” 

“Yeah I couldn’t stay away.” You offered an awkward laugh to fill the once-cold space.

“Could I buy that size 9 ring we looked at earlier?” 

“Of course! But may I ask…how come he won’t?” 

She seemed to be the nosy type, but for some reason you didn’t mind, even envying her audacious personality.

“Uh-uhm. It’s a surprise for him. He never tells me or shows me what he likes so I thought why not.” 

A terrible lie, one that she might see right through.

“Well, I must say it fits him. You guys look good together. Just make sure he treats you right…been there, done that.”

She spoke low as she put the ring in its own matte-black holder, assuming Jeno was nearby to hear.  

You bowed from her conscious advice after handing the money, to which she waved goodbye as she handed you the brown paper gift bag. 

The bag was adorned with the same Leviathan Cross sticker on both sides, indirectly foiling your plans to keep it a surprise. 

As soon as you left the booth, you took out your phone to see if he texted where he could possibly be. And there on your lockscreen was a single message.

2:27pm 

[jeno]: i’m at the drink stand we saw earlier. you should see a bunch of bright yellow chairs

[you]: ok, heading over now

It was impossible to hide the rush of excitement that forged within your body. You just knew he would love it, even if he tried to outwardly display annoyance from your persistence. 

You held the bag close to your body as you made your way to the stand, almost stumbling past a few people in the process.

There, in the distance, you saw him. And despite the toxicity, he took your breath away at every glance: the way he sat in the chair with the typical male leg cross—ankle up and resting on the opposite knee while scrolling through his phone made you grip the bag even tighter.

He had successfully fulfilled your request, with two large cups of what appeared to be frozen lemonade placed on the outdoor green mesh table.

It wasn’t until you got in arms-length distance that he looked up from his phone, eyes following the brown paper bag as you placed it on top of the table.

And once he looked from there and to your smug grin, he instantly knew. 

“What the fuck?” He leaned forward, switching to a normal sitting position simultaneously. 

His profanity garnered a mother with her two young children to cover their ears as she stood nearby ordering at the stand, but neither you nor Jeno cared about her own censoring. You began sipping the slushied drink through the straw as you shifted in the bright yellow chair, watching with a smile as he inspected the familiar sticker on the bag.

“Try it on again.” 

You spoke in between sips, not surprised to see him obeying your command within a second of your sentence.

After a hefty amount of rustling through the bag, he pulled out the matte-holder, and with it came the satisfaction of a lifetime.

As soon as he slipped it on his right middle finger, your mouth hovered over the straw, just like when you first saw him with it. 

He looked down at his hand with intrigue, and soon fixation as you scooted your chair over to him.

He sat frozen in his seat as you leaned over, chilled lips hitting his ear in two breaths,

“Now fuck me with it on…”  Where did all of your daringness come from? Not even you could answer that, but based on the rush of how he gathered all of your belongings and your wrist, he was determined to find out...

[wooandthesun]

requested by @baecobies ! sorry this took so long and ended up so short </3 i’ll redo this and write a better one in the future :,)

"get in the car!"

"are you insane?"

despite your complaints, you hopped into the front seat, hurling your bag to the backseat as wooyoung grinned, barely waiting for you to finish buckling up as he took off, leaving screams and yells behind. you snuck a glance at the rearview mirror, chuckling as the image of a few furious teachers and the security guard grew smaller, until they shrunk and disappeared completely. you averted your gaze, now fixated on wooyoung's stupid smirk.

you wanted to kiss it off his face.

"we are in so much trouble," you reminded him. the boy threw his head back as he laughed, fingers tapping to the nearly intoxicating music playing on the radio.

"aren't you glad to see me?" he asked instead, eyeing you for a split second before he shifted his focus back to the road ahead.

the smile growing from the corners of your lips got even harder to suppress, until you gave up trying to hold it back at all. a burning sensation started in your throat, spreading to your chest as you looked away from him.

“it’s been a while since you last showed up,” you mentioned, finger tapping against the car door. “i was beginning to think i’d never see you again.”

an awkward tension settled between the two of you before wooyoung cleared his throat, placing a hand on your knee as he shook his head. you turned to him, not knowing what to expect.

“do you think i’ll just leave you behind and forget about you?” he spoke, his voice laced with a certain kind of pain, it sounded almost like he was pleading to regain your trust. he gave you a squeeze on the knee for reassurance. “i’d be stupid.. i’d be the dumbest person in the world if i did that,” he chuckled.

you smiled, albeit weakly, and placed your hand above his to give it a squeeze back. you felt him loosen up beside you, discarding of his tense posture.

you looked ahead, not knowing where you’ll end up or what repercussions were coming.

what mattered was that you were here.

and he was here too.

[lingdidi]

tagged by: @completely-fused i’m sorry it took me so long to get to it :((

tagging: no one as always oOP

rules: answer the questions and tag people you’d like to get to know better!

as always i will put a read mroe for people who are not interested hehe

what do you prefer to be called name-wise?

everyone nowadays calls me Berry even irl! it’s been like this for many years now skjfnsdkjfn but i also like being called by my real name! (for those who know what it is, of course lol)

when is your birthday?

july 4th~

where do you live?

i live in spain!

three things you are doing right now?

i’m listening to this song i really liked back in???? 2015? 2016? i suddenly remembered it yesterday skjfdsnkjf

i’m about to answer the ask kee sent me to ship my mutuals with golcha!

i’m... breathing? i’m not doing much more and tbh i’m a little bored sjknfkdsj but i guess the ships will entertain me sjkfndskj

four fandoms that have piqued your interest?

to be honest i think besides kpop fandoms i don’t think i’m in many fandoms? earlier this year i watched The Untamed and i loved it so that could count, I’m watching Guardian with mirf now so maybe that too? i can’t think of much more rip

how has the pandemic been treating you?

:) if uni didn’t exist i’d say it was pretty decent and could have been way worse. in fact, this summer despite the pandemic i was the happiest i had been in a very long time and i just??? felt sooo mentall healthy. but of course, when uni came back, everything went down again and here we are. 3rd year of uni and the worst so far and by far :)))))))))

a song you can’t stop listening to right now?

belle epoque by onf!! i feel like most people know it sjknfkjdsnfk but it’s really my comfort song lately... it’s so beautiful

school, university, occupation, other?

as i said i’m in uni :>

do you prefer heat or cold?

i prefer cold!! if i get cold i can get comfy with many layers of clothing or blankets or anything but?? if it’s too hot??? i could go full nakde and turn the fan on and still suffer (: and i hate sweating

name one fact others may not know about you

i...... this will probs be unexpected for everyone except isa and mirf who know it all but.. i really..... really like dragon ball z since i was a kid snkfjdsnkj i may not be the most knowledgeable person about it but i love it. i slept over at isa’s beach house for a week in summer and one night past midnight we were in bed and i. talked to her about the whole story for probably over an hour. in fact when i asked her what’s a fact others don’t know about me she said “that you’re the ultimate goku fan” so that’s why i settled for this sjnfsdkjf i like it so much that when they released the game dragon ball z kakarot in january this year i wanted it SO much but i couldn’t buy it for reasons. i settled for watching streamers playing it but i kept wanting it the whole year and around september i was so desperate to play something about dragon ball z that i PLAYED A 2004 GBA GAME OF IT ON AN EMULATOR ON MY LAPTOP. my brother told his friend while chatting on his ps4 that he saw me playing that game and that i had been wanting the new one so much but we were waiting for a good sale so we could buy it together. but his friend, who had the game and already finished playing it long ago, felt so much pity for me that he came to my house the next day, handed me the game and said “take as long as you need to play it”. i still haven’t been able to finish the game because of uni but as much as i wanna give it back because it’s not mine i... dread the moment i finish the game and have to say goodbye to it forever... fun fact i even have a dragon ball shirt that resembles the Turtle School uniform (a martial arts school of the db universe) and a little figurine of my favorite character.......

are you shy?

yeah i’d say i am very shy :))) and on top of that i’m very awkward and a v big introvert but surprisingly?? a lot of people say i manage well enough in social situations when i have to,,, good for me sjfndsjknfsj

biggest pet peeve?

this may be very typical but the sound of chewing (if it’s with their mouth open it’s extra annoying to me, but when i can still hear it even when they chew with their mouth closed........), sitting next to someone and they dON’T STOP shaking their leg(s), or this stupid weird habit my brother has of making farting noises with his hands?? like why does he even do that

what’s your main blog?

this one!

list your sideblogs and what they’re used for

GOD, GET READY (i even have more but those are just either urls i hoard or a sEcReT -if you ever find them you’ll know it’s mine real quick tho sjkfdsjkf-)

@/noirdecoco: art blog with isa!

@/baecobie: fic rec blog that i haven’t used in the longest time ever

@/angelwenning: the untamed blog that i haven’t used in t-

@/daengni: noir blog with isa that we used like two days

@/youthhasboyfriends: group blog for bf headcanons of ip+qcyn trainees. some were hilarious sjfndskj

@/mcsungjin: the most cursed blog (with isa)

@/chengchengfans: listen this is one of my favorite sideblogs ever. it’s a pity that it’s dead (with isa too)

now some honorable mentions of a couple urls i hoard: speedidi (i believe mirf never posted her superhero didi fic so i could never use this url), didikong (if you’ve been following me for a very long time, you’ll remember didikong day.), tiddydidi

is there something people need to know about you before becoming friends?

i may be veeeeeeeeeeeery slow with replies sometimes but 1- i’m really busy with uni as i said :( 2- sometimes i just don’t feel like talking at all (not even because i’m feeling sad or anything but sometimes i just wanna do something else)

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we're gonna have problems— (by we i mean me)

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the problem is that they put half of them in SHIRTS 💔💔💔

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hi tumblr user sungbeam have you seen jacob attempting to shake his ass on instagram yet? (i am ugly cackling sgsksh they are letting him lose and be the silly guy he is 🫡)

hi tumblr user hongssami im sorry for the v late reply 😭 but YES i was so shocked to see him throwing it back my jaw dropped and has yet to be closed since @@ like i need jacob in the club rn actually (jacob is the member that should never be underestimated like LET HIM FREE IST!!)

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few of my recent fave icon finds! [cobie, kyu, kev]

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favorite jacob bae photoshoots please help

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he a looker, he a stunner, he a grade-A sexc motherfu—

i never swerved for a second :)

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the perfect picture 🥰

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HELLO FELLOW WOMAN IN STEM!!

how have u been?? i saw that u got 2k already but i haven't been able to congratulate u b/c i was studying 😭 but my hard work paid off b/c i got As on my physio finals (yes... plural) RAAAAAAAAAAH 🦅🦅🦅

ANYWAYS! u deserve every single one of those followers beam <3 i haven't known u very long but u have quickly become a staple in my tumblr experience 🥺🥺 from being xnonie to being ur moot i was always excited to interact w/ u on here 💘 FINALLY OMW TO READ OTR

speaking of the xnonie days... WHEN R U WATCHING GOTG 3?? since my days have been freed up im probably gonna watch it soon (unlike what i did w/ antman... which is finally coming to disney+ on may 17 🙄)

a token of my appreciation of ur existence

NOA !!!!!!! it's so good to hear from u 🤩🙇🏻‍♀️ skcnkenfj PLEASE DONT WORRY ABT NOT CONGRATULATING ME it's just a silly little number 😎 plus u were up to WAY more important things, OMG CONGRATS ON BEING SO BIG-BRAINED !!! GET THOSE A's BFF 💪🏼💪🏼 it's so cool to know smart people cuz it makes me want to strive for the same results :')

anyways, hope u enjoy otr AHAHHAHA hyunjae's is literally supposed to come out at the end of this week and literally everything seems to be piling up at once tho @_@ thank u so much for being here noa :( seeing ur user in my notifs whether it be as xnonie or as user hqrana it brings so much joy to my day so 🫂 i appreciate u sm

KWNCKDJD i....... actually forgot that gotg 3 was a thing....... whoops...... but it'll prob have to wait until im done w school as a whole 😔 it prob won't even be in theaters when i go home in june, but ig im not in a super big rush anymore 🙁 TELL ME HOW U LIKE IT THO !!!

(SKFNSKDK STOP GET OUT EVERYONE IS MAKING ME CRY /j my husband and my side chick 🫂 pics much appreciated baefie)

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thinking of the pool scene from party people and the topless/wet hair jacob pics

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jacob just called kev his property 😔😔 everyone has been single after that

THE MOMENT JACOB WORE KEVIN'S RING ON SIMPLY KPOP, WE WERE ALL COLLECTIVELY REJECTED (´Д⊂ヽ

alexa play champagne problems—