#char: lee minho

[sweetlixes]

for another sunrise

(★) fandom: skz (★) ships: minho/felix (★) rating: mature (★) 7630 words (★) completed (1/1) (★) zombie au

While searching for a place to hide out for the next few weeks, Minho and Jisung come across Felix, who was hiding from a zombie. When Minho invites him to join their group, for safety in numbers and all, he doesn't realise how much danger Felix is going to bring with him.

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cw: zombies, mild gore, character death, blood and injury

[nonbinary-androids]

HOW DID I NOT KNOW THAT JDASH WROTE A SEQUEL SERIES TO TMR???????????/?

[hyuuukais]

-`♡´ - APARTMENT 143

pairing -> lee minho x reader

synopsis -> after a bad breakup, y/n needs to find a new place to live. although she's grateful for her best friend, up-and-coming model hwang hyunjin, for letting her stay at his, she can't keep living with him and his model roommates. so when an opening for somewhere nearby with cheap rent opens up, she jumps on it, despite knowing next to nothing about the 3 other tenants, only that one owns 3 cats. the three quickly learn of her breakup, determined to help get her back on her feet. but what happens when one of them begins to develop feelings?

warnings -> gen, y/n overthinks a lot and isn't very nice or forgiving to herself, food, y/n panicking & hyperventilating, food, blood, suggestive near end

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CHAPTER TWELVE -> FAILED ROMANTIC ESCAPADES (partially written, wc: 1.5k)

"Hey, hey, hey." Minho cups your face hesitantly, wiping the stream of tears flooding from your eyes. You're hyperventilating, gasping for air by the time he's arrived to help you as the pan of burnt food lies off to the side. "Here."

He takes a hand and places it on his chest, breathing in deeply and encouraging you to do the same. You try, but its shaky and and you start coughing. A hand comes down to rub your back and you don't even notice how close you are, finally starting to focus on the rise and fall of Minho's chest. Once you've started to calm, he lets his hand fall off of your back, leaving the one clasping yours to him.

"Go sit down," he orders and you try to protest. "No, I don't want to hear it. Go sit and destress with the cats while I salvage this."

"There's no salvaging that," you say, pointing to the charred, inedible... lump on the stovetop.

"So I'll make something new."

Sitting on the couch, you debate texting Soobin and calling the whole thing off, but he's already on the way and the scent of food cooking wafts over you. You feel fucking awful. First, you mess up the date, if you can call it that, before it even started, and now you've guilted Minho into helping you when he was probably in the middle of doing something. What he's making smells delicious and you feel even worse.

"How long?" Minho calls out from the kitchen. The apartment is fairly open, only an island separating that part from the living room you're in.

"Twenty minutes, give or take."

"Touch up your makeup, you cried it all off." Your face reddens. "And wear that pink shirt you have."

"The one with the ribbon?" You ask, confused why he knows your closet.

"No, not that one. The other one with the heart."

"Why?"

"Because it's nice," he says, still focused on the task at hand. "You look nice in it."

You don't know how to respond so you go to look for the shirt he mentioned. It's hanging up in your freshly organized closet, colour coordinated to help you find things easier. Taking it off the hanger, you change quickly and re-emerge to see Minho plating what looks like a professional dish.

Soobin is never going to believe you made that. Your heart drops and you start fiddling with your fingers, standing at the edge if the kitchen and staring as he finishes up. Unwelcome tears prickle at your eyes again, breath picking up slightly. Minhi catches your eye, coming over and looking down at you. His hand comes up to the back of your head, patting your hair, and somehow this helps you calm down.

"He's not going to think I made that," you admit.

"Why not? There are dirty dishes in the sink." Minho turns your face gently to look. "Who says you can't be a Michelin chef in your spare time?"

"Shut up," you push his hand away, barely containing a smile.

"There's our girl," he sighs. "Now, you know-"

A knock at the door, it opens seconds later, a tall man walking in. "Y/n? I know you said to just walk in but I feel weird so I'm still going to wait for you by the door."

"Oh my god." You look to where Soobin's voice came from, back at Minho, gripping your panic by the throat and shoving it away. "He'll see you if you go to your room and I said no one would be home."

"I can hide-"

"Behind the island!" You push him away quickly as you hear footsteps approaching. Turning around, you see Soobin hesitantly walking in. "Hey! I was just um... finishing getting everything ready! Yeah, that's what I was doing. I, uh, still need to get drinks though. What do you like? We have a bit of red wine left, sparkling water, regular water, and some pop too. Unless you don't want a drink! But hydration is important."

Your voice becomes small nearing the end of your rambling, internally cringing at yourself, but Soobin just smiles and takes off his coat. "Regular water is fine."

Nodding, you go to the side of the island Minho is on. He's crouched against the side, looking up at you as you open the fridge door. When you turn back around with the jug of water, you can see Soobin rounding the corner and panic, nearly dropping the jug as you kick Minho's leg, silently telling his to go around to the other side. He glares at you, but crawls away just as Soobin joins you, a small smile on his face. Sweat clings to your skin as you set the jug down, sending Soobin a tight smile as you reach for two glasses. They're just too high, but you're determined, which does not end well. One glass is close enough to the edge that you can grab it smoothly, but the other is shoved and falls onto the counter, glass flying.

"Oh my god!" You step back, setting the glass behind you and pushing Soobin away with your other hand. "Stand here, I'll sweep this up. I'm so sorry."

You're trying hard not to cry again at this point, so overwhelmed and overstimulated that you feel like you'll burst. The glass cleans up easy enough, but you still feel terrible.

"Y/n, you're bleeding."

"What?" You look down at the hand you just threw the glass out with and see a small cut running under your pointer and middle fingers. "Shit, okay, um, I'll be right back."

"Oh, okay," Soobin leans out of your way as you rush past him.

"Get it together," you say to yourself as you close the bathroom door, breathing in through your nose and out through your mouth. "Patch it up and get back out there. Calm the fuck down."

And you do just that, slapping a bandage onto the wound and stepping back out. With another deep breath, you reenter the kitchen.

"Ready to eat?" You plaster a smile on your face, taking the dishes and setting them on the coffee table. "We usually eat at the island, but I thought the couch would be nicer for tonight since the seats are comfier. Is that okay? We can eat at the island if you prefer. Or even up on the rooftop, we have a picnic table up there-"

"The couch is fine," Soobin cuts you off. "Really."

You laugh nervously, watching Minho crawl back to the other side as Soobin joins you on the couch. As you eat and make small talk, you become more comfortable, laughing freely at his jokes and even making your own. After you're done, he compliments the food and a wave of guilt runs through you, but you push it down and suggest a movie. Out of the corner of you eye, you see Minho trying to escape the kitchen, so you fully divert Soobin's attention to the TV, allowing Minho to stop being an unintentional third wheel. Not that this is a date.

This is how you end up snuggled into Soobin's chest, his arms wrapped around your waist as the credits roll. It's dark outside, the sun having set while the movie was still going. You yawn, looking up at him with a sleepy smile that he returns, ruffling your hair a bit and making you giggle.

"I had a good time tonight," he says, and you swear his eyes flickered down to your lips, but maybe you're being delusional.

"Me too, we should do this again sometime."

"I can think of something else I'd like to do again," he smirks and you blush.

"You know we can't-"

"They don't have to know." Soobin uses a finger to lift your chin, barely a breath away from his soft lips now. "We don't have to say anything. I know you like me Y/n, and I like you too."

Your heart is racing as he closes the distance between you, mouths moving together in a rhythm. He slowly moves you onto your back, the hand on your waist traveling down to your hip, toying with your waistband as he hovers over you and deepens the kiss. As his thumb dips under the waistband, it sets in what's happening and the feeling of guilt washes back over you, pushing him off you harshly with a hand to his chest.

Sitting up too quickly, your head spins. A hand is on your cheek, turning you to face the man next to you, but everything is too much and you smack it away. Soobin furrows his eyebrows and retracts his hand.

"I think I should go," he says, voice low.

You don't say anything as he gets up or when he slides his shoes and coat on. All you can do is stare at your hands, skin hot and tingly all over. When you hear the door open, your head finally shoots up to see Soobin leaving.

"I'm sorry-" You get up, but he's already out the door. You stare at the wood, wishing there wasn't something wrong with you.

notes -> i wanna hug yn. so, her family is coming into the picture here... doesn't seem like the greatest dynamic.

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[hwnglx]

What r stray kids ideal type pls thanks...!!!

so many of them have their venus in libra ( ͒ ඉ .̫ ඉ ͒) i actually didn't consider their venus placement in this reading but.. it's compelling me to do a reading on them as bf's now

stray kids' ideal types based on tarot, take it with a grain of salt

bang chan scorpio venus

physical traits 3ofw, wheel, 6ofc, kingofc

open to people all over the world -> no specific preference. soft features. deep eyes. beautiful skin. height on the shorter side. sweet, gentle and welcoming aura.

personality traits knofc, 9ofwrx+kingofcrx, 8ofc&6ofc

chan likes people who are romantic, and love being in love. he seems to enjoy taking care of his partner. it's almost like, he likes them being a little naive still, so he can help them find their way, encourage them and support them on their journey. he wants to show his loved one how beautiful the world can be. he also seems to like seeing his partner being clingy to him, someone who won't keep him guessing and will display their affection very openly. he wants someone who can distract him from his darker thoughts and emotions, the type of person who will make you feel comfortable. like everything is okay. a warm, calming person with a playful nature.

lee know scorpio venus

physical traits pagofp, star, 9ofsw, aceofw

youthful appearance. bright and gleaming eyes. pretty skin. radiant smile with gorgeous teeth. looks intimidating but is warm on the inside.

personality traits kingofp, death+9ofc, 2ofw, 6ofc

minho likes his partner to be confident in who they are and what they do. he likes someone who has a powerful effect on him, the type of person who won't be afraid to challenge his beliefs and have a strong stance in life. he won't like his partner to be dependant on him, he wants them to have their own path, as well as their own possessions and wealth. yet, he wants to be able to enjoy playful and fun times with them whenever they're together. kinda like the person who has an incredibly intense aura, but can have their surprisingly cute sides once they're with people they're comfortable around.

changbin virgo venus

physical traits 2ofp, aceofp, just, aceofw

sophisticated and neat look. balanced and proportionate facial features. natural and effortless beauty. lights up the room with their bright aura.

personality traits knofw, char, 8ofsw+4ofc&just, 10ofsw+temp

changbin wants his partner to be a fiery person with strong passion and ambitions in life. someone who fiercely goes after what they want with a lot of determination. he likes virtuous people who don't let other, more ignorant people restrict them from doing what is right and have strong values and beliefs. a lot of balance in his preferences, whether it's physically or personality-wise. he likes the type of person who can remain patient, even in times of extreme stress, and have a calming effect on the people around them. someone with a very inspiring nature, who makes you a better person and brings out the best in you, even when everything seems lost.

hyunjin pisces venus

physical traits judg, 9ofc, magician

ethereal appearance. fairy-looking. alluring and magnetic eyes. expensive and elegant aura. graceful movement. stands out in a crowd.

personality traits 6ofc, 6ofsw+10ofcrx, 6ofp, knofc

oh, hyunjin looves the chase. he does not want his lover to give in to him from the very beginning, and likes the idea of having to win them over first. he's drowning in pisces placements, so he definitely is a hopeless romantic. with all the sixes here tied to venus, he wants someone very beautiful, who could become his muse. a person he could paint, write songs and daydream about. he likes someone generous and caring who can understand and nurture his emotional side effortlessly. a person who he could have deep, long conversations with and who would attentively listen to him talk. he needs a lot of comfort and warmth from his partner.

jisung libra venus

physical traits 4ofw, 3ofc, world

ever-smiling and expressive eyes. brightly shining smile. harmonious facial features. fuller and curvier build. cheerful and bubbly aura.

personality traits 9ofc, highpr, emper, 5ofswrx

jisung likes confident people who are aware of their worth and know how to enjoy life to its fullest. the type of person who looks bright and fun-loving on the outside but also carries a lot of intelligence, wisdom and depth on the inside, which they don't always share with everyone. he'd probably love discovering that side of them, once he gets to know them in a deeper manner. he wants his partner to be responsible and reliable, someone who won't let him down or break their promises easily. he really likes it when his loved one is persistent and not quick to give up, someone very strong and solid who isn't defeated easily and stands against all odds.

felix libra venus

physical traits death, aceofp, knofc

strong and sexy appearance. hypnotizing gaze. dreamy eyes. charming and beautiful smile. luxurious aura. natural and healthy beauty.

personality traits 6ofw, 9ofp, 7ofp, emper

felix likes his partners to be very successful in what they do. a confident person who has been able to achieve a lot for themselves by working hard and diligently but also patiently. he likes it when they're strong and self-assured, someone who wouldn't depend on him, emotionally nor financially. i also think he likes his partner to be well-liked, someone enjoying a lot of popularity and desire by others draws him in. the type of person who is rather unapprochable and seems very content and satisfied in their life, but will still lead their loved ones with a sense of compassion. he'd definitely love someone assertive and dominant who can take charge of situations.

seungmin libra venus

physical traits fool, pagofw, 6ofp

innocent and youthful appearance. more dainty way of dressing. sweet smile. beautiful and harmonious facial features. warm and welcoming aura.

personality traits 10ofc, aceofp, strength, hieroph, emper

i can tell that seungmin likes the traditional kind of family life. so he'd want his partner to be someone like that too. a family-oriented and down to earth person with stable values. someone with a positive mindset, who ambitiously goes after the blissful life they've imagined for themselves. although he seems to like the "traditional" roles in his relationships and would probably play the role of the provider, he'd still like his partner to be self-reliant and strong. he wants them to be trustworthy, reliable and structured in their approach to life. a mature and knowledgable person with a good head on their shoulders and a lot of wisdom to share.

jeongin aries venus

physical traits 7ofsw, 2ofw, aceofc

mysterious and more distant aura but expressive and beautiful eyes. intriguing gaze. curvier build. poker face that lights up once they smile.

personality traits strength, moon, 9ofsw+pagofcrx&7ofw

jeongin definitely likes his partner to have a powerful and intense presence. he wants them to be someone who introspects and reflects on life, but is able to stand above their struggles with a mature and wise mindset. the type of person who looks very strong but thinks a lot more behind their tough mask, has a strong connection to their inner voice and intuition. he finds it very attractive when someone has been able to get through difficulties without being consumed by their emotions and continued staying resilient. he wants to be able to share his worries with them without wondering if it affects them. someone you can learn and gain a lot of strength from.

[nol0nqerhuman]

GHOSTIN’

one fateful day a student from JYP University goes missing. Lee Minho is a dance major, on October 31, 2023 he goes missing. Luckily for him a journalism student cares enough to look for him with the victim’s friends.

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October 31, 2023, students were rushing out classrooms and study halls to get ready for parties or get-together’s, others were going to cafes with friends to get a warm coffee as the cold was starting to settle in. Minho on the other hand was going to his dorm, staying in deciding to work on whatever he felt like even after multiple attempts from his friends trying to get him to go to some stupid party.

‘Come on Minho, you never go out anywhere’ Hyunjin begged, ‘If you don’t I will literally die.’ Please, pretty pretty pretty please with a cherry on top’ Changbin dragged out. Minho could only look at him with a pout and said no. ‘Alright man see you tomorrow I guess’ Chan said as they walk away leaving him alone.

By the time he reached his dorm it was sunset, as he walked in he felt a shiver down his spine….like something bad was about to happen. “Felix are you here?” he called out but quickly realized he said he was going to the party at Yeji’s house. He dropped his stuff down and went to his room. There was really nothing to see; a bed, desk and night stand. He went into the bathroom and began to undress himself, stepping into the shower he felt water flow on his body, it was nights like these he enjoyed most, his thoughts being drowned out by the calming sensation of the water, comfort that came with being alone, he felt so at peace but he couldn’t get rid of the nagging feeling that something was wrong. Stepping out of the shower and getting dressed, he went into the kitchen and opened it the fridge. Empty. He groaned in annoyance and took out his phone to message Felix.

| theres nothing to eat

| oh mb i forgot it was my turn to get groceries

| it’s fine i’ll just get them myself

| omg ty i owe you

seen 9:55pm

He quickly put on some slippers and left for the supermarket. Walking down the sidewalk which was empty because of all the parties accruing, it was relatively easy to get to the store. Grabbing a hand-held cart he skimmed through isles getting the things he needed. By the time he left it was 10:20 and it was dark outside, light only being available from the flickering streetlights. Halfway back to his dorm though, his bag ripped and all his stuff spilled. a majority of it however was thrown into the forest which was much more farther away. Walking around he had managed to find most of his stuff except for his noodles which was the only ‘meal’ he bought. He walked deeper into the forest but couldn’t help but feel as thought it was wrong, he brushed it off ‘I’m just being paranoid, there’s nothing except deer in here’, he began to walk more but he didn’t even walk two steps before he heard rustling, he was in a clearing but surrounded by trees, whatever was there could see him but he couldn’t see it. Suddenly he heard a high pitched ringing, so loud he dropped everything to cover his hears and began to squint his eyes, not wanting to close them unless something was there. The noise was unusual, instead of coming from a specific direction it surrounded him and suffocated him. His heart was racing, his senses were overwhelmed. Then it stopped. The ringing stopped but what came was worse a seven foot tall being came to his view, it was made of charred flesh and bone, it’s head was what belongs on a boar and it’s fingers were long and sharp, sharp enough to kill….Minho couldn’t find it in him to move, to run to Yeji’s house and join the party even if his mind was scarred, he should have gone, he should have never stayed at home, he should have gone with Chan, Changbin, Hyunjin, and Felix. But he didn’t and now he was here, facing a monster. He felt cold so extremely cold, like all the blood left his body, he just stared, stared in fear as he wondered why he couldn’t move or why he didn’t go to they party. He stared as he saw the figure lunge at him and claw at his body, tearing his flesh and taking his life, he just stared, motionless, lifeless, dead. He didn’t even scream….

©️nol0nqerhuman 2023

[otsilliak]

Hi my little spark. Why don’t you sit down and go on the journey of meeting all of these handsome men.

Park Seonghwa

Accidental Dinners

you was set on a blind date by a friend. seonghwa looked exactly like the description your friend gave you. he didn’t tell you the truth until after you two left because he was stood up as well

Kim Hongjoong

Halloween Miscommunication

you and hongjoong go to the same college and are both friends with seonghwa. seonghwa told you both that it was a costume party. he forgot to tell you guys the change of plans, which made you both show up in full blown out costumes

Jeong Yunho

Scripts Of Love

both you and yunho were casted for an upcoming korean drama as the love interests

Kang Yeosang

Failed Ice Skating

it was snowing for the past few days. you were trying to go get groceries, only for you to slip on the apartment building steps. yeosang came up at the right time to catch you before you fell

Choi San

Drunken Mistakes

woosan was drinking to relieve stress from all the work they’ve been doing. they both saw you walking past and wooyoung bet san to holler at you. he did it in korean because he thought you wouldn’t understand him

Song Mingi

Spinning Carousel

you were solo traveling to south korea. you decided to spend the day at lotte world. mingi and woosan was there trying to take a photo. you walked by and mingi asked if you’d take the pic for him.

Jung Wooyoung

Fake Love

you was at a bar to relax after a rough week you just when through. an abusive ex showed up and tried to talk to you so you run up to wooyoung hugging him and whispered for him to help you by pretending to be your boyfriend so your ex will leave you alone.

Choi Jongho

Dancing into the Frame

you’re a popular influencer. you’re a choreographer and do kpop dance covers. for the past few months any picture or video you take in public the same man shows up in all of them. you finally meet him when you’re hired to help ateez make choreography for their new song.

Bahng Christopher Chan

Universe in Your Eyes

you was on the way back to your hotel after a stray kids concert. you was singing off key to youtiful as you parked your car. you heard laughing and turned to see bangchan smiling at you

Lee Minho

Passionate Tempo

you moved to a different city. it took you awhile to find a new dance studio. when you found it, the first group dance was done in pairs. you are paired up with lee know

Seo Changbin

Charred Cookies

it was five minutes until changbin could get off work. he was unfortunately called to your apartment complex because you accidentally set of them fire alarm. your cat ran out so you went looking for him while you had cookies in the oven

Hwang Hyunjin

Broken Canvas

you entered one of your art pieces into an art gallery. a handsome man was staring almost glaring at your piece. you asked his thoughts on it and he rips your hopes to shreds before looking at you seeing your face fall

Han Jisung

Blooming Background Love

both you and han won chances to be in some up and coming comedy movie as extras. you guys clicked immediately after you both did the same silent skits in the background without even speaking

Lee Yongbok

Flashing Lights and Radio Silence

you are a popular youtuber who originally did on the street interviews but you get invited to the louis vuitton 2023 pre-fall show to interview the celebrities there and you get to interview Felix

Kim Seungmin

Midnight Nuisance at the Checkout

seungmin was grocery shopping for the dorm while teacher!reader was getting supplies for her classroom. both of them end up in a the same and only line with a karen

Yang Jeongin

Cooking Up Love

you debuted in a co-ed group the same time as stray kids. you and i.n have been shipped since debut. both of your companies put you both on a cooking variety show for fan service and exposure

Goo Gunil

Waltz into My Heart

you signed up for a beginner ballroom class to surprise your brother taehyung. you get paired up with a handsome man who can’t dance and took the class to be able to impress his future partner

Kim Jungsu

Quiet Home

your second home was a library that was near the local college that jungsu goes to. he has a class project he has to get done. he assumes you work there since you was putting up a stack of books. you tell him you don’t work there but still tell him what books he needs down to the shelf and the placement it should be.

Kwak Jiseok

Cotton Candy Pang Pang

you’re new to south korea and your roommate thought it would be a good idea to go to wolmido to ride disco pang pang to get you a man. the operator made you go running into a beautiful korean man with cotton candy colored hair.

Oh Seungmin

Library Project

o.de was studying at the campus library when you sat at the same table as him. he noticed you pulled out the exact same project he was doing. he gets the courage to ask if you’d like to work together

Han Hyungjun

Forgotten in the Changing Room

you and your „friends“ went shopping. you and a couple others from the group were trying on clothes. while you was changing into an outfit they left forgetting that you was there. when you stepped out of the changing room instead of your friends sitting there it was someone else. junhan was waiting for jooyeon to get out and when he did get out they both hyped you and your outfit up

Lee Jooyeon

Misunderstanding

jooyeon was trying to surprise gaon by covering his eyes only for it to not be him but a new debutee who had the same hair color as gaon for this comeback

[jungsimjihq]

pessoal dos chars 30+, quem vocês gostariam de ver aqui?

Oi, Cinzinha,

Ninguém me perguntou, mas vou dar algumas opções também.

Atrizes: Jiwon Kim, Jung Somin, Risabae, Boyoung Park, Minyoung Park, Shinhye Park, Sohee Han, Park Gyuyoung, Ara Go, Jeon Yeobin, Jooyeon So, Park Sodam, Suzy Bae, Yoonjung Go, Lee Sungkyung e Jooyoung Lee.

Atores: Song Kang, Ji Changwook, Ahn Hyoseop, Joongki Song, Seojoon Park, Hwang Inyeop, Chae Jong Hyeop, Nam Yoonsu, Kim Minkyu, Na Inwoo, Dohyun Lee, Seo Inguk e Minho Hwang.

Idols Masculinos: JayB - GOT7, Kai - EXO, Hyungwon - MONSTA X, Yoon - WINNER, Jay - iKON, Ha Sungwoon - Solista, Jackson - GOT7, Hongseok - PENTAGON, Jun - A.C.E e Eric Nam - Solista.

Idols Femininas: Seulgi - Red Velvet, JiU - Dreamcatcher, Hyojung - OMG, Seola - WJSN, Hyolyn - Solista, Anda - Solista, CL - 2NE1, Giant Pink - Solista, Chaejin - Laysha, Yujeong - Brave Girls, Seohyun - SNSD, Heize - Solista, Eunice - DIA, BOA - Solista e Sunmi - Solista.

obs: não sei se tem algum da lista que não gosta de ter a imagem associada a rpgs e nem polêmicas, alguns são quase 30, tentei colocar de 30 pra cima.

Mas aqui tem um tweet perguntando aos que possuem personagem +30 da comunidade o que eles gostariam de ver aqui.

[tbzloonar]

xandar helloo ! can u pls do another moot game ? mayb ship ur idols can be romantically and/or plattionic with an idol or fictional char ?

hi anon! for sure! i hope this is what u meant

@kimsohn with kim sunwoo - could be romantic but i also see them as bickering bestfriends🤭

@seung-scrittore with lee minho - i am not original at all sorry u just remind me of minho. DEAL WITH IT !! i see this as platonic ngl

@jangwonie with jang wonyoung! who else would be with wonyoung if its not the best wonyoung fan? also, fae is just too cute, her and wonyoung would look so cute together😭

@nightlycomforts with lee juyeon! hi gio it is up to u if its platonic or romantic tbh i cant decide here🙏

[yoongis-pillow]

Masterlist

(UNDER CONSTRUCTION)

 BTS 

SMAU

Roach Diaries (Crackfic | Stand alone)   || Part 1 || Part 2

Tattoo Competition  (Crackfic | Stand alone)

Oneshots

•Unnamed (Yandere! Namjoon x reader) (Smut | Fluff? | Angst)

Kim Namjoon is all you've ever known, his love is all you've ever felt. But what happens when you start to realise there might be something sinister behind it

Drabbles/HCs

Domestic! RM  (Fluff fluff floof floofy)

SKZ

Oneshots

•Unnamed (Felix x Succubus! Reader) (Smut)

In which college student Lee Felix summons a demon then completely forgets about it

• Bubblegum Bitch (Lee Minho x reader) (Smut | Fluff | Angst?)

Contrary to popular belief, you aren't all bubbly and sweet. No, you're like burnt caramel. Delicious and sweet looking, but if foolish enough to taste because of how enticingly golden it looks, it's a trip to the ER for sure. Minho is well aware, and addicted to you, even. But there's only so much sickly sweet caramel a person can take.

WIPS

bodyguard y/n x char (idk help me pick)

kickboxer!reader x Lee know

"...and if the pretty face gets disfigured?"

"then even death won't do us part"

[binniesthighs]

two tails | reader x minho |

Three 

Pairing: self insert, female reader x lee minho 

Genre: strangers to lovers, neighbors to lovers, fluff 

Tags: neighbors au, comfort fic, catowner!minho, catowner!reader, author!reader, bestfriend!seungmin, floristnpunk!jisung, gradstudent!jeongin, agedup!skz, slow burn, plot driven, gradual romance, lil bit of angst, strained parental relationship, explicit language, mentions of food and alcohol, mentions of previous kinda sad relationships 

Word count: 5.4k (y e e h a w) 

Tagging: @lauraneuuh​

Chapters 

P | ONE | TWO | THREE | ?

zeal noun 

: eagerness and ardent interest in the pursuit of something: fervor 

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Seungmin never liked your cooking, or at least, he’d often mumble this into his spoon while beginning his second serving. He was probably just being nice, or respectful. Your best friend of four years had never been less. 

Aside from the fact the he had a 70 pound golden retriever, never had you once seen a strand of that golden hair cling to the cloth of his winter coats. In the autumn, he would drive you in his hand-me-down ‘91 Mitsubishi to the city where you would tutor the English students just so you wouldn’t have to bear the cold of the subway. In the summers he would toss soju down his throat with you, sitting on the carpet of your living room and turning his head to the side with a hand raised to hide his glass. In the spring, he would remember your birthday--several months before his--and take you to coffee shops and bookstores, then the grocery store (which he knew you hated) and would buy for you the most expensive beef he could find. 

You would cook the meat for the two of you, and he would say that he liked it...even if you had charred it black on the edges. 

Seungmin flicked at the little aluminum tab on his beer can while he watched you murder yet another plate of perfectly fine vegetables on your stovetop. 

“At least it smells nice.” You flipped the circle of white onion. 

“It does.” He returned, nonchalant, flicking the beer tab a little poink. 

“You’re being uncharacteristically quiet. Too tired to complain about those dicks from the marketing team? They put you on a shitty pitch again didn’t they?” 

“Every pitch is a shitty pitch there. God, you wouldn’t believe the kinds of slogans that they make me say sometimes. It’s humiliating.” 

“Hey, you’re the one that took the pay raise over that job at that high school.” 

“Well, you didn’t have rent staring you dead in the face and a dog that’s practically active and sentient enough to be a real child.” He slugged down a sip of his drink. “I’m a single father you know.” 

“As if!” You choked out your laughter. “Since when did you turn into Hyunjin? You were never one for dramatics anyway.” 

“Go get your vegetables, they’ll burn.” He nodded his head to the stove. The thing was, they were already burnt. 

You salvaged what you could of the vegetables then placed them over your rice balls (not intended to be balls in the first place) and the chicken strips which had undoubtedly been seasoned just a little too much. You slid the ceramic bowl in front of him. At least it was steaming. That was a good sign. 

Seungmin nodded a little in thanks, then let out a less than obvious sigh before taking his first bite. 

“Spicy...but good.” 

The way that his breath sounded thin made it convincing enough to you that it wasn’t just “spicy.” 

He scrunched up his face in that adorably puppy-like way that you had long gotten used to. 

“Really. Tell me. It isn’t the pitches. Don’t pretend like I can’t read you.” 

Your best friend squeezed his eyes shut with a rather generous slug of his beer. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” 

“Whaaaat?” You whined a little while opening up your own can. “Oh my god. It’s that girl from the art division. She has a boyfriend doesn’t she? Dammit.” 

“No.” Your friend drew the disdain in his eyes up to you from the chicken that had made his nose start to run. He wiped at it quickly. 

“I hope it’s not my mother that’s getting to you. She’s too damn nosy for her own good and twice as cocky as she should be. Don’t listen to her. What did she tell you anyway?” 

Seungmin poked at his food with his fork then twisted a crispy-tipped red pepper. “Have you talked to him again?”

“--Minho?”

You shied at the memory of meeting him on his morning run two days prior. He would go out at nearly 8:00 on the dot every morning, just when the sun started to peek into the dewy pink and blue mornings.

“You should put on a sweater if you’re going to get up this early for those plants of yours. Don’t want you catching a cold.”

“Yes.” You answered your friend. A tiny ache pinged at your chest--and it wasn’t the kind that felt all twisted. “He asked me to watch the meteor shower with him this weekend. I hope I can cook something edible for him.”

Seungmin’s knee bounced, “Aren’t you at least at little suspicious of him?”

“Suspicious? Why would I be?”

“You hardly even know anything about him, or where he came from, what he does for a living--”

“--Now you’re starting to sound like my mother Seung. Relax. Besides, sometimes it doesn’t take much to feel...comfortable around a person. I mean, look at us! Soju nights started like, three weeks after we met. And I do know where he works. He works for a company that makes windows; fancy ones.” 

“Windows?” He cocked a brow. 

“He did say that it was kind of boring...” 

“I just--” Your friend sighed out, resting anxious hands on his knees. Here he was again, being nice and respectful, like always. “--You could get hurt if you’re not careful.” 

“What?”

“I’m saying, don’t get your hopes up.” 

“Geez Seung...” Your voice trailed off with a different pain in your chest. This was the kind that twisted. 

His expression softened, and he lent a hand to your shoulder, lingering, squeezing lightly. “Your mom...she told me to look after you...not like I do that already with you falling all over yourself and burning things...I don’t want to see you get hurt.” 

“Hm. Thanks.” 

“You’re also miserable to deal with when you’re sad. You make me blow my grocery budget with how much frickin’ ice cream and freezer tater tots you force me to get.” 

“You like those tater tots too though.” 

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Bomi purred in your lap swaddled into a little ball of white, orange, black and brown. She was napping, or rather, trying to nap with the way that her little cat-shaped eyes blinked slowly. You tried your best to soak every little moment of it up: you knew that with her, it would be fleeting. There was something supremely calming about being close to your little furball like this. After all the love that you poured over her in the form of useless cat toys and new cat food every week, this somehow made it all worth it. 

You tapped lightly at your keyboard, not too harshly, just lightly enough so that you wouldn’t startle your sleeping cat. The tips of your toes were cold, but you didn’t dare to move to grab a blanket to ruin the moment. Outside, a light spring rain befell on your small cement patio. Droplets of the warm showers patted at the roof of your home softly. 

Your eyes had grown tired and dry at this late hour, but the end of the chapter was near. One more time you hovered your mouse over the little notification bar, clicking at it for that one last push of motivation: 

~ 

Bomi needs to quit MESSING AROUND. Blaze is right in front of her!!! Ahhhh I want them to get together soooo bad 

Is Herbie okay?? Poor bb, its so cute how we would do anything for Bomi. 

Bomi: 

Blaze: 

*now kiss* 

Are we really getting to the end of Book 1??? This has been such an amazing story N/n, I always look forward to your updates <3 they make my Thursdays hehe 

I can feel like something big and bad is coming...oh no...I hope that Blaze and Bomi make it through  

~ 

A thankful little chuckle hummed on your lips, then you pressed enter to start a new paragraph. 

“Oh Bomi,” You exhaled, “If only Blaze knew how you felt too.” 

Chapter 27 

...The group journeyed through the cavern with flickering white flames dancing and casting shadows on the stone walls dripping in stalactites. Bomi held on to the hilt of her sword tighter with a sense of dread creeping up her throat. Blaze looked onward, much as he had been doing these days. 

His leg was wrapped in a bloodied bandage: a reminder of the battle won against the Boar in Hilgram. He had jumped in front of her as he had countless times before. 

“Hello??” Blaze’s voice echoed against the long and winding chambers of the cave. In his tone he was confident, but his shoulders still shook with an uncertainty. 

Herbie’s little hedgehog feet patted the damp floor, and he looked up at his Princess with fear in his soft black eyes. The little velvet banner wrapped around his body had been torn and tattered from one too many battles. 

Had it been darker, Bomi wondered if she had reached out for Blaze’s hand to find in him. She shook her head with her resolve, eyes painfully shut. It was only in the darkness that she allowed herself to want for him. 

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Today must be one of those spring-summer days.

Your warbled reflection chased after you in the blue glass of the university’s library windows. You had hoped that no one was on the other side watching you as you wrinkled up your nose to look like one of those devilish gargoyles that you had been writing of the night before. From the inside, rows and rows of books were lined up perfectly, however there were almost no students inside. It always did make you a little sad how few students would be there when you clocked in for your mandatory office hours.

Spring-summer days meant that the businesswomen on the sidewalks had exchanged with trousers with flowing skirts and little clicky ballet flats and each businessman had his tie and collar tugged down. There was a comforting warmth to the spring air that reminded you of your own college days when you and your friends--long gone now--had stayed up late to study, then would scour the buzzing streets for snacks. Things were much simplier then.

At the library’s entrance, budding tulips and geraniums of light purple hues were greeted by round bumblebees. Had the city not been as loud as it was, you could nearly hear the cicadas in the park on the east edge of the shining silver building.

You bowed slightly to the attendant at the desk who always would smile at you with adorable smiling eyes to match. She would often wear earrings of strange shapes that you had never seen before. She wore a lanyard too that had little cat paw prints decorating it; it was because of this you knew she was someone you could trust.

“Are you having a nice week?” You said to her customarily.

“Oh, I am. It’s always the same around here. My daughter will be having her baby soon! Sometimes I think that I’m more excited than she is.”

“You’ll have to tell me when that happens so I can bring her a gift, okay?”

The attendant smiled warmly, and nodded you off with a little oh, you don’t have to.

“Remember your key card this time?” She watched as you jingled around your own keys with the obsessive amount of plastic and silicon keychains.

You tsked. It seemed like nearly everyone in your life had now known how forgetful you tended to be sometimes.

“Yes. Don’t worry about me. I’ll be over there.”

Once more the two of you exchanged little bows and you made your way over to the back of the four storied library with the atrium of trees in between. There was a marble fountain encircled by the trees that had little oval shaped leaves. Two tiny birds, all black, bounced from branch to branch. It was your secret, but you had written about that fountain many times in your writing, but you were the only one who knew that it was real.

You tapped the reader to hear that familiar do-do doot along with the flash of the green lock. As always, the study room was a bit messy with eraser shavings sprinkled about and the odd dry marker laying next to the trashcan where someone had tried to toss it in, but had missed. The minute hand on the wall clock scooted right on to the 12.

“Are you busy?” That fluff on white hair peeked into your study room just like clockwork.

“For my favorite student? Do you even have to ask?”

Jeongin, the oldest and most attentive student in your class hopped in with his adorably boy-ish charm. Regardless of the fact that he was in the last year of his grad degree, it was impossible for him to look that old. You didn’t have the heart to tell him, but he technically shouldn’t have been in your class for undergrads, but you weren’t going to stop him.

“Why’d you decide to take this class anyway?” You would ask him.

He’d answer, “For fun.” with that cute little smile of his.

“I hope I’m not bothering you.”

“I just got here.” You pulled out a seat for him.

“Oh. Good. I was wondering if you could proof read my short story again. I’m having trouble with the ending. I just don’t think I understand all the way how to make it full circle like you said in lecture.”

He unzipped his leather backpack: obviously a gift from someone in his family that must have thought it would make him look his age. It didn’t. What didn’t help further was how he had adorned it with all kinds of keychains; much like your own keys. It was because of this that you knew he was someone you could trust.

His manuscript already had dozens of scribbles in his own handwriting with tons of question marks riddling the margins. 

“Let me take a look.”

You skimmed the pages of the short story--one which you had already read the week prior--for all of his new edits. The notes made it a bit hard to read, but you were used to how he would make a mess of his papers now. He leaned in close to you with glossy eyes that might have even twinkled a little like a cartoon. Both of his knees bounced furiously while he watched you read, and would look from the paper, to your face, then back to the paper, then back to your face...

“Is-is it good? Better?”

Jeongin had written a love story. His first one that you had known of. It was about a boy and a girl who had met on an airplane, and had been seated together. The two of them found out that they had shared so much about their two lives without ever meeting until this very moment. They had realized they went to the same high school, worked in the same building, and were travelling for the same reason: to meet up with someone that they had once loved. It was beautiful, tragic, and in some ways, familiar.

“I think that it’s wonderful Jeongin. The edits that you made to it from last week really help with the narrative flow as well as the vertical plot. You’re really good at asking the deeper questions behind the piece like “why are they really there,” and “why is it important that they are there.” All you need to do is tie it up.” 

“But howwww?” Jeongin slumped in his wheely chair. “What should I say?” 

“Well...” You tapped your pen to your lip. “The ending scene is when they land at the airport right? Why don’t you have your main character say something that calls back to all of their similarities and makes it seem like they’ve known eachother all along?” 

“But I don’t want it to seem like they’re going to forget eachother.” 

“They won’t. You established that they’ve both found something different than what they were looking for in the first place.” 

Your student’s face tangled up into concentrated knots and he puffed those thin strands of bleached white hair away from his eyes. 

“I could say...‘see you at home’? Or...maybe that’s too cheesy--” 

“--No it’s not! If you like it, I think that it also fits the story well. Its like, now they understand, and they’ve got something in eachother now that they hadn’t had before; also juxtaposing with your themes of travelling to make a reference to home.” 

“Damn, you’re much better at this kind of stuff than I am...” Jeongin wrote down the new ending on his print out. 

“Its just...what I like to do.” 

“I’m glad I came.” He grinned out with his mischievous and trademark smile. “How’s your story going by the way? Almost finished?” 

“Oh...” 

A heat rose in your cheeks. You had decided to tell Jeongin about Princess Bomi a few weeks back, but you had neglected to tell him exactly what the story was about. That was a secret better kept to yourself. 

“Its...good. I think. My readers seem to really like it.” 

“Maybe you’ll let me read it someday. I bet there would be tons of other people who would like to read it too, you know, outside of the internet.” 

“That’s what I’ve been told...” Hyunjin’s urgings echoed in your head. “Maybe...” Your eyes wandered to those scribblings of his. “How about we make a deal?” 

“What kind of deal?” 

“Once we get both of our stories sorted, lets submit them together. I’m sure people would like to read yours too.” 

“Mine?!” Your adorable student’s face flushed as deeply pink as the sweater he wore. “Oh no, no no no no no.” 

“I’m telling you it’s good! Its relatable, raw, well written. It never hurts to try. How about submitting it for the literary journal they do at the end of the semester?” 

“You mean the one that all the arts majors read and fuckin’ eviscerate?? Hell no.” 

“Hey, I could get eviscerated too by my chief editor.” 

Jeongin gulped with his terrified, brown, cartoon-character glistening eyes boring holes into his manuscript. 

You sang, “~Wanna go down together~?” 

“A-as long as we’re going down together...I guess it’s worth a shot.” 

“Alright then!!” 

He made a little sound of disgust, then shoved his papers back into his much-too-old-for-him bag. “That was all I needed to ask you for. Thank you.” He bowed with respect. “I won’t be bothering you for too long today.” 

“You wrote a good story Jeongin.” 

“Mm. Thank you.” His smile turned into a tiny flustered line. 

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STUPID NEW CAT FOOD. AGAIN. 

In one hand, you held the crinkled up grocery list with angry doodles of your cat folded into the corners of the page. You didn’t quite know if cats had eyebrows like the ones you had drawn onto your cat’s smug face, but you were for certain that this cat must’ve had them...and they were angry. 

Bomi had selfishly decided at the end of your week that she no longer liked the last brand of cat food that you had found on the shelves of the grocery store. It was the brand stored next to the one that you had nearly concussed Minho with. 

You were at your wits end. There must have been something wrong with your cat--to hell with her being a picky eater. Maybe she really was just a little alien inside there. A little alien that hated cat food. The image of you sitting at your dining table across from Bomi eating two plates of people food crossed your mind. She picked up the fork with her white paw and dabbed at her mouth with a cloth napkin. The idea didn’t seem the most out of reach. 

In your other hand was your phone opened to the maps app with the small blue dot leading you to the specialty pet store. 

“Damn spoiled, stuck up, good for nothing, pain in my as--” 

“Hey! Blossom??” 

Your head whipped around so fast you cracked the bones of your neck with a startling pop. You rubbed at your neck to ease the pain. 

“You okay?” 

At first you figured you must have dreamt him up in your neck-induced-pain. You cursed at your overactive imagination, still just as strong as it was when you had been small. 

Blaze in the flesh he was alllll the way from his battered Converse to his stupidly handsome curly hair. 

You laughed out incredulously with a hand still glued to the back of your neck. 

“Didn’t think that I would be seeing you around here again. Or at least, I was kind of hoping that I would.” 

He marched right up to you with that same smile you had pictured on Princess Bomi’s companion countless times before. Today he wore a leather jacket over the arms that you knew were covered in all kinds of flowers and vines. It hadn’t quite hit you yet that he had said he was hoping to see you. 

“Sorry if I startled you. I was just...really surprised.” 

“You’re fine, it’s fine.” 

You neck didn’t tell you it was fine. 

“What are you doing around here?” 

“Pet store.” Was all you could get out. It shouldn’t have come as a surprise to you, but for someone who worked at a flower shop, he did end up smelling an awful lot like flowers. It was a sweet aroma, much like your garden. 

“Ahh, I just got off.” 

You walked on, also not noticing that he had started to follow you a couple steps behind. 

“I realized I didn’t get your name last time.” 

“Oh. It’s Y/n.” 

He hummed with a smirk. “I do kinda like Blossom more.” He crammed his hands into his pants pockets with a wistful little sigh. “Pretty nickname for someone as pretty as yourself.” 

“Psh. Stop.” You had said it sarcastically, but you didn’t intend for your heart to skip as harshly as it did when he had said so. 

“You’ve got a pet then? Dog? Cat?” 

“Cat. Just one.” 

“I wish I could take care of a pet like that. Don’t think I would be too good at it though. I see myself as more of a plant person. They’re quiet, don’t do too much, and they sort of love you back in their own way.” 

“How's that?” 

“By growing. And flowering. Changing colors and looking good in your windowsill. Nothing too crazy.” 

“I...guess I can see what you mean.” 

He flicked at the black hoop pierced into his lip in the way that you certainly hadn’t forgotten; and you were one for forgetting much. 

“Mind if I go in with you? I don’t have a whole lot going on.” 

Jisung. You had also remembered his name. He carried Blaze with him in the way that he had that fiery glint in his eye like he knew he was getting away with something. He was brash and forward, and charming as all hell. The sunset of blood orange and cotton candy pink seemed to melt into his shoulders where he stood before you in the golden hour of the evening. A yellow carnation was tucked into the pocket of his jacket. 

“You don’t have to...” 

He had already made up his mind, and swung open the door to the pet shop neighboring the floral shop. You didn’t know how you had missed it. 

The squawking of birds chimed with the bells hung over the shop door. 

“You coming?” He held it open for you. 

You sheepishly entered before him, nearly tripping on the little incline to the entrance and catching yourself three seconds before disaster. 

Jisung prompted, “Lead the way.” 

Normally you would have been concerned over the cleanliness of the store, but that seemed insignificant compared to the way that he looked around all in his Blaze-like wonder. He widened his eyes at the rows of fish tanks and twiddled with the little feather cat toys at the ends of the isles. 

Granted, he seemed much more immersed in the kinds of aquatic plants and moss balls that they had rather than the cute bunnies and mice, but still, you couldn’t help but shy away when he caught your glances. 

“Glad that I joined ya Blossom.” 

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There was something about Minho that felt like a lullaby. He wore a lavender colored sweater when he arrived at your doorstep: of course it was pooling into paws at his hands as always. The collar dipped deep enough for you to see the tops of his collarbones, and they were gorgeous and curved. His eyes wrinkled a little under his wire framed glasses when he would smile: that of which would also look like the little grin of a bunny. Effortlessly his brown hair kissed his forehead. 

He would speak softly and carefully, and listen to everything that you had said to him as if it was the most important thing in the world. His feet were too big for your spare pair of house slippers and he had a tiny hole in his khaki pants right by the waistline. Minho greeted Bomi with a tiny “aigoo” and she let him sweep her up into his arms where he bounced her lightly. She would never let you do that. Traitor. 

“Your home is very...you.” He had complimented. You had no idea what that meant. 

His lips were pink and glossy with drips of that peach soju that you had bought in the hopes that he would like it. It turned out that it was his favorite flavor. 

You wanted so badly to kiss the peachy flavor off of those lips. 

He had laughed a little at your array of cat-related home decor, laughing the most at your dish towels that had two fat cats on them that looked like chefs. He said that he had seen a movie once and the characters reminded him of that. 

The two of you sat outside on your patio on the wire chairs that would imprint designs into the back of your legs. The air mixed with the smell of your citronella candle and the scent of the roasted duck that you had attempted to make for him. You really shouldn’t have tried to make something for the first time when it was also his first time coming over. 

Maybe he was just being nice, but he had said it tasted good. 

It did not taste good, but rather harshly of salt and too much rosemary. 

Bomi rubbed at his legs under the table and even hiked herself up on two feet to peek into his lap. As much as it hurt to see your traitorous cat act this way, it was because of this that you knew he was someone that you could trust. Minho gave her head scratches and insisted to help you with the dishes--a mistake on his part. It took all of two minutes before you had a mishap with the detachable sink head, and soaked through his sweater. 

“Maybe I just shouldn’t trust you with water then?” He chuckled while dabbing away at the fabric. 

“That probably would be best.” 

Minho was a lullaby in the way that he laid down next to you on that quilt you had made in a crafting class some years ago. All of the patches were disjointed the the color scheme made very little sense, but it was stull functional. He kept his hands folded to his chest with reverence. His chest rose and fell calmly, and his body heat floated over to you. His presence was something familiar and still something that you couldn’t place. 

“Are you getting tired?” He asked you gently. 

You lied, “No, just resting my eyes.” 

“Maybe we shouldn’t have had that much soju then.” He joked into the open air.  

“How much longer?” 

“At least thirty more minutes.” 

He was so warm. Warmer than any chill of the spring night. 

First you would have kissed the peachy flavor on his lips. Then you would have cuddled all up into that lavender sweater which you imagined to be even softer than cat’s fur--or rather--it looked like it could have been. 

“Do you know any constellations?” Minho pointed up to the sky. 

“Not really.” 

“Well, that one is Ursa Major...and over there...that’s Leo. Can you see that it sort of looks like a triangle?” 

“Yes.” You had said, but really you didn’t have a clue, you liked it more hearing him talk about them. “Where did you learn about constellations?” 

“Long time ago. I think it was in school, but, that was so, so long ago.” 

The cool grass under the quilt rustled when he had leaned back up to sit, then dragged quilt attempt #2 over your body and his. 

“It was getting a little cold.” He quietly announced. 

His simple action of doing just that heated up your whole body now knowing that the two of you were trapped together, inches apart. 

Minho tucked his arms to prop up his head. “Thank you for cooking for me. I haven’t had someone other than my mother cook like that for me in a long while.” 

“I’m sorry...I know that it was pretty inedible--” 

“--And thank you for allowing me to come over too. I...realize...I don’t really know what I’m doing that well. I kind of invited myself...I hope that I’m not putting pressure on you or anything...” 

“--Doing what well?” Your heart leapt into your throat. 

“I just haven’t done this in a really long time.” 

This. 

What the hell was “this?” 

“I’m not following...” 

“Letting myself do something fun. Something nice and relaxing.” 

 You had formed a painful little “Oh.” on your lips. Your idea of this was different from his after all. 

“--Something nice and relaxing with you.” 

Another “Oh.” formed, but this one was a thankful one. 

“Can I tell you something?” Minho’s voice was barely in a whisper. 

“What is it?” You looked over at him and he was wrapped in the navy blue light of the night. You could have sworn that you could see the faintest inkling of stars in his eyes. 

He looked back at you in earnest. “I’ve been...scared, too, since moving back out here.” 

“W-why?” 

“There was something in me that was telling me that moving out here wouldn’t fix everything, and that I would be stuck forever on those things that happened, and the things that made me unhappy.” 

“Minho...what are you saying?” 

“-Got my heart broken. Back then. As cliché as the sounds.” He laughed, and it even sounded a twinge embarrassed. “I ran away from it to here. I had figured that it would give me time to get it all back together again.”  

“I-I’m so sorry.” 

“Running is good and all when you can physically remove yourself from what’s chasing you, but some things...” 

Your chest felt heavy. “I know exactly what you’re talking about.” 

“You do?” 

The first summer cicadas had started their nighttime chant, and their hisses ebbed and flowed like sea waves. 

“I feel like...these expectations that my family has of me, my mother...I can’t ever escape them. They’re always there and burned into my head. I think of them even when I don’t want to: get a better job that “contributes”, get married, have grandkids...” 

You paused with your own eyes cast up to the sky. The massive expanse seemed unfathomable. 

“Why is it that we can’t ever be happy doing the things that are supposed to make us happy?” 

The first meteor flew past your eyes with the speed of light, barely slow enough for you to catch it. 

The second was a bit slower, and traced after it a millisecond of white spectral dust. 

“Did you see that??” Without thinking, you poked once at Minho’s arm. 

You couldn’t see, but he had grinned with a weak smile. “I did.” 

All at once, the sky was illuminated with brilliant streaks of light and their white hot heads that would fade and dissapear just as quickly as they arrived. They tore through the sky with astonishing speed and you traced the outline of each line as fast as you could. 

“There’s so many.” You wondered aloud. 

Under the warmth of the haphazard blanket, fingers twisted into yours: careful and tentative, soft and curious.   

Minho breathed out, “I feel pretty happy right now.” 

[lupiplots]

4, 6, 26 e 37

ASK MEME SOBRE CRIAÇÃO * !

4. O FC que você mais usa.

Não tenho um FC que mais uso, gosto muito de usar fcs diferentes para cada muse, na maioria das vezes não consigo diferenciar um char do outro se eu usar o mesmo fc, porém, tenho alguns chars com fc repetido, mas nunca passa de dois... Atualmente tenho dois chars com o Song Joongki e super faria mais um char com o Lee Minho, Rowoon ou o Gong Jun, maaas tem tantos outros chars que sou louca pra usar que acabo preferindo um fc diferente .

6. Tem algum traço de personalidade que a grande maioria, ou todos, os seus muses tem?

Hum.. vejamos, todos os meus male são gados e é isto, em sua grande maioria eles vão sempre fazer de tudo pelo parceire. Mesmo que não pareça em um primeiro momento elus são quase sempre carinhosos e protetores, acho que meus chars costumam ser ser quase sempre meio sérios também e por mais que o bg seja pesado e dramático, elus costumam ser leves, são poucos os chars mais complicados que tenho. Acho que a maioria possui um bom senso de justiça também mesmo que nem todos sejam engajados em causas sociais, além é claro de ter aquela consciência social. Char vilão, muito mimado e egoísta não é algo que eu consiga fazer, mas admiro demais quem consegue.

26. Tem alguma forma de organizar todos os seus muses?

Tenhoo! Primeiro eu crio uma pasta no pinterest para eles onde coloco o fc e algumas inspos do char, daí eu escrevo sobre ele, usava o tumblr mesmo pra isso, criando uma pág pra cada char com suas informações, maaaas.... me deparei com alguns templates do notion da @notxkahlo e me apaixonei, daí comecei a criar meus chars no notion, assim consigo colocar informações, hc que vou pensando, infos de estabelecimentos que eles sejam donos, as conexões que eles tem. Acho o notion bem completo e consigo colocar tudo num lugar só. Também tenho um server só meu no discord que foi a @chrrybbamb quem me inspirou, ali eu coloco cada partner e os plots que tenho com eles, coloco também os muses e os links, além das informações dos opposites, assim eu tenho sempre acesso ao nome do char e o fc, seja o meu ou o opposite, nem sempre eu lembro de tudo. E por último, tenho a minha page de muses, onde tem todos (tá faltando alguns que tô criando ainda) os opp, aí tem link pra tag deles e pro about. Não sou supeeeer organizada, mas tem me ajudado bastante toda essa organização.

37. Qual seu último muse?

O último que criei? kkkk pq tenho alguns em construção, mas o último que criei mesmo foi... Kwon Deoksu, quando digo criei quer dizer que foi o último com a criação completa, com o about bonitinho. Ele é um faz tudo que mora em um vilarejo pesqueiro e se apaixona por uma sereia. O fc dele é o Choi Bomin.

[sweetlixes]

a symphony of broken notes

(★) fandom: skz (★) ships: multiple (★) rating: not rated (���) 9542 words (★) completed (18/18) (★) drabble collection

"There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you." – Maya Angelou

A collection of all drabbles I've posted on twitter.

link

[tyonfs]

tyonfs 2020 rewind

i only joined this community pretty late this year, so at first i wondered if it was impractical to make one of these, but @soobmint tagged me in hers so thank you char for giving me an excuse to make one ♡ 

i didn’t expect anything when i joined tumblr. i just came to write and really did not think i would gain this much support, which i am SUPER thankful for !! like?? 1300 followers WHAT?? i’m seriously over the moon 🥺 for the new year i’m so hyped to write more fics and create more enjoyable content for you all to enjoy, as well as develop my skills more !! i’ve really grown as a writer in the past year so i can’t wait to learn and get more comfortable in my writing style

all this smut but will y’all believe me if i say my favorite genre to write is horror 🧍‍♂️ 

first creation of 2020 + most recent creation

overall, my first creation of 2020 was a kim seokjin fanfiction called “a study in depravity” and it centered around golden boy university student kim seokjin harboring a dark secret. my most recent creation is a christmas collab i did with my friend @honeyju !! we wrote for each other’s ults so i wrote for lee juyeon and she wrote for lee minho :’) 

you can find mine here

and addy’s here

one of my favorite creations of 2020

my favorite creation of 2020 was earlier this year (before i joined tumblr) called against the world. i published it on ao3 and here but it’s a markhyuck oneshot and it’s a little dark :’)) it was really fun to write though and helped me practice writing longer one shots 

a creation i am really proud of 

honestly, i’m pretty proud of cat & mouse because I was very satisfied with how i wrote and developed jaemin’s character in that, as well as the relationship. plus, i was super busy this school year so i’m surprised that i managed to write it without getting sidetracked

a new style i tried this year!

i have actually never written smut before I write i like me better (when i'm with you) so like 🧍‍♂️ i guess that’s new !! i’ve also never written timestamps before i joined tumblr so that’s also all new to me

a creation that took me forever

honestly i usually take a while for fics anyways but this fic took me a while because i kept reworking and fixing the plot. i ended up changing it like four times before i got a hang of the flow and wrote, but i did so much for jisung just to be sad at the end </3

the creation that got me the most notes

my first long oneshot on this acc, i like me better (when i’m with you), ended up getting the most notes at around 3000 !! that is absolutely insane to me like my friends had to tell me about the milestone because I don’t really check it much, but my GOD thank you so much !! ♡ i don’t really care for the numbers all that much but it’s so heartwarming to read all the lovely comments 💞 we all just be jaehyun simps huh

also BYE someone told me a ss of it made it in an nctzen’s youtube video and i am: looking away in shame 😀 but also yay very cool 

a favorite creation by someone else

what NO i can’t choose so i will incorporate this into the next question !!

some of my favorite content creators of the year

now, i honestly have not explored that deep into tumblr yet, but i’ll list some fics i loved reading !! and check out their authors too pls <33 also if you’re an author pls hmu or drop by in the asks because i wanna read more 

two types of fireworks and playing the game by @chanluster

voices, hair tie, and the first by @soobmint 

alienated and summer rain by @kabira

sweeter than honey and the not clickbait series by @luvdsc

my best friend wants to be abducted by aliens by @choerrypuffs

rating nct based on how they would slash your ex’s tires by @mistymark

webbed surveillance by @itsapapisongo 

the ridin’ club: dream series by @notnctu

il ritratto di prometeo by @nctream​ 

no nut november series by @jenonctcity​ (destroy dick december was also the funniest shit)

pavlov and ponytails by @hyucksie​ 

i wish i could list more but i don’t want to drag this on for too long !! thank you to all the authors i have listed though, and to the readers who support all the fanfiction out there <33 i’m excited for what 2021 brings and hope to meet more people and write more stories! happy new year everyone ♡

[yinxiong]

what’s up danger

muse: mark lee / lee minhyung

genre: how to train your dragon! au, drabble

word count: 1054

notes: i wrote this awhile ago when i was in my httyd phase, is completely self indulgent and i actually had more planned but uhhhh never got around to finishing it lol this is fine. title from what’s up danger by blackway and black caviar

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“Last one to the arena is dragon bait!”

“That has got to be the stupidest challenge ever,” you retort upon hearing Donghyuck’s shrill voice ring through the symphony of village clamor. “Who would ever pass up the offer to strike first?”

“Not me, I’d like to keep my head,” scoffs Jaemin as he slides up from behind you, punching you in the shoulder before darting off again. “Better get your ass going or else it won’t just be the dragon hurting you!”

You laugh a good, scratchy Viking laugh, no doubt scaring a few sheep nearby with the goading cry to follow, “Minho wouldn’t dare touch me, not when he finds out how much blackmail I have on him!”

Nonetheless, you take off down the dusty path, battleaxe thumping softly against your back and braid flying wildly in the seaside winds with each springing leap towards the arena. The skies are surprisingly clear today— blue and brilliant save for a few thin veils of cloud, a breathtaking expanse that stretches endlessly in every direction except down. Berk was known for its weather, just not the warm and sunny kind, so you were kind of hoping this look would stay in season a little longer than the three-hour springtimes the island boasted once a decade. (Not that it would, of course, but one can dream, right?)

Plus, if you ignored the smashed roofs and charred remains of said roofs dotting the landscape long enough, it was almost as if last night hadn’t encountered another dragon attack at all.

Slowing to a milder pace, you reach behind and wrap your fingers around the worn wooden handle of the newly sharpened axe, pulling it from its binds and giving it a few dramatic swings as you saunter through the heavy gates. Definitely not necessary to waste your energy right before training sessions, but hey, keeping up impressions were more than just important when there was a whole gang of rowdy teenagers to compete against for the greatest honor of all— the right to kill your first dragon in front of the entire village.

It has been your dream since watching your brother fulfill his own roughly ten years ago; he a bulky body barely fifteen years of age and you still a bright-eyed child about to step into the vast world of six, both hoping to reach something more independent of a title than “the blacksmith’s kid,” as renowned of a creator your father was. Perhaps the ambition wasn’t quite developed in your mind as it was in your brother’s, but it was a goal you both shared nonetheless.

Unfortunately, the easy sailing you’d originally expected turned out to be a tempestuous odyssey almost immediately, and it was all because he just had to walk through those gates on the first day of training.

“Oooh, what a turn of events! Looks like we’ll be using everyone’s favorite Viking heir instead of our hideous forge princess here, isn’t that a fun change up?” Donghyuck snickers unabashedly, only mildly decreasing in volume when he realizes that the sudden tight fist clenched around his shirt and pressing up against his chin isn’t only there for show.

“Don’t you dare call me that,” you growl, low and furious and every bit as menacing as you can muster. “I’ll break your damn neck if you say it again.”

“What, forge princess?” The boy smirks up at you and lets out another obnoxious laugh, “Is that the most threatening threat you have? Gonna need something more terrifying, maybe Yerim’s face, if you want to scare me, Feisty.”

“Hey! You better watch your mouth, Donghyuck, before it ends up filled with fishbones and sheep shit!” screams the aforementioned girl, her small but angry statue shoving aside the other giggling teens aside and marching right into the scuffle with a huge mace balanced precariously on her arm. “Unless, you prefer to be pounded into dragon dinner first?”

Off to the side with a dagger twirling through his fingers, Jeno heaves a sigh, “Guys, can you please stop fighting already? Is it really worth it right before we start?”

“He’s right, guys. We should be learning how to work together if anything, since fighting dragons is all about teamwork.”

Ugh, that voice. Which of the gods decided that of all the voices Mark Haddock Lee could’ve been born with, it had to be one so… melodious? Disgusting.

Huffing, you release the still gloating imp and dust yourself off, bending down to pick up your discarded axe before turning around to face your nemesis in all his sickening perfection.

“Well, if it’s all about teamwork, why are you late? Do you think we’d wait for you to start in a real battle, son of Stoick?” Raising your weapon so it stops just short of his chest, you tilt your head and narrow your eyes, lip curling ever so slightly in provocation. Your bite stings and you don’t even need to glance at the shocked expressions on the other kids’ faces to know, but victory will only taste sweet if he takes the bait completely.

The boy flattens his lips, eyes darting down at the shining blades before locking with your own. His mouth quirks, and you nearly miss a breath from the tiny break in tension. Lifting a hand, he lightly taps the wooden shaft and slowly lowers it to the ground, all without batting an eye. Only until your smirk has fully dissipated does he open his mouth again, “I apologize for being late, I’m pretty sure it won’t happen when the real fight comes. And, let’s save our energy for training, yeah?”

With that, Mark turns on his heels and strides over to the weapon rack, pulling off his usual choice of sword then flashing that usual polite smile like nothing had disturbed the peace on this fine day. As if the timing couldn’t get any better, Minho— your overly-animated trainer— saunters into view, yelling at everyone to get organized before he feeds you all to the dragons for real.

Gritting your teeth, you dig your fingers into the axe handle and begrudgingly drag yourself to the center. Shooting one last final glare at Mark standing, you mutter as loud as you dare,  “Oh my gods, I’m going to murder him one day.”

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(preview) fin.

[olympustalk]

sou a favor de age bend em krp se o player se atentar a faixa etária real do fc. teu bonitinho do BTS tem 25 anos? tudo okay fazê-lo com 23 ou 27, porque nesse período de tempo o máximo que vai acontecer é ele mudar o cabelo. agora pegar esse marmanjão ou cavalona pra char de 18 anos é triste viu.

Eu não acho que tenha problema diminuir ou aumentar a idade do char para dois/três anos da idade real, anon. É bem okay ao meu ver.

E esse exemplo me fez lembrar do Lee Minho em The Heirs, fazendo um personagem do ensino médio. 👁️👁️

Como tudo na vida, é só buscar pelo bom senso e dosar as coisas.

[yeoldontknow]

6, 17, 29 for the kpop ask game, if you don't mind sharing🙈

hi anon! of course i don’t mind 💗💗

6. who do you think the best dancer in K-pop is?

for me there are a few people my eyes are always drawn to. taemin is a boneless alien creature who pushes his art to new limits and i admire him so much. when it comes to contemporary, ten and win win. yixing is so sharp and unique with his movements from a locking stand point. as for ladies, wheein and momo light my fire. as an entire group of dancers, it’s currently hard for a Group to win out over Ateez.

17. best singers in K-pop?

i’ve said before and i will say again: something about jongdaes voice is incredibly comforting to me and most days he IS my fave vocalist. he battles against kyungsoo very often. minho also has that rich clarity that makes my heart sing. woozi, dk, and seungkwan from seventeen also like?? their vocals in habit give me chills.

g.soul has a texture and soul to his voice that puts him up as my fave soloist vocalist (i mean jongdae too but you know). chanyeol too is really underrated and has grown so much and his range and tone bring me so much comfort. there’s a depth there that feels like a hug. i realllllyy love nieah and lee hi - while i’d not say they’re the best or strongest, their tone is something i often seek in female vocalists.

29. favorite fanfic?

i really can’t pick just one? so i’ll share some that i reread if not weekly at least monthly.

@yehet-me-up - all our broken places (this chanyeol is unequivocally the love of my entire life)

@cheriyong - charred (this is now a published book and may not be on her masterlist)

@yoosmekihyun - honey and peppermint

@jiminiethot - hell or high water

@btssavedmylifeblr - euphoria

@iq-biased - flower arrangements

@dark-muse-iris - daisies and dinosaurs

@joonbird - heartbeat

@imdifferentshadesofpurple - the bad first date chronicles

@johobi - eating for two

@readyplayerhobi - run little rabbit trilogy

ask me some kpop questions! 💕