#the mingyu brainrot is real

[wonwoonlight]

finding love / kim mingyu

a/n: mingyu brain rot bc i dreamt of him last night and ive never felt so loved 😭😭😭😭 first fic of the year! not proofread bc im too lazy. Enjoy🤍 do tell me if u enjoy this??? Hello???

wc: 1.1k // just some musings about love // fluff // super very soft // i dont think theres any warning except that i want him NOW.

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You don't know love until Kim Mingyu.

It's not anything as dramatic as you not believing in it. You just really haven't found the right person, nor have you been trying to look for one. Which is why it's a wonder that you end up with someone as wonderful as Kim Mingyu.

Your meeting with him wasn't anything special either. It's nothing out of a fiction; it's not exciting and it's not magical. It's just you, being Chan's friend and introduced to the members when he invited you to their concert and you visited the backstage once it finished.

It wasn't an instant click either, you just ended up talking individually somehow and the relationship progressed as time passed by.

You don't know love until Kim Mingyu.

He holds your hand when you're afraid even if you don't say anything.

He holds your hand when you're afraid even if he's afraid.

You both hate horror movies with passion, but once in a blue moon you two would challenge yourself just to see if it has changed. Every single time Mingyu would brace it and watch through everything just so he can tell you when to close your eyes and when it's okay to open them again.

You don't know love until Kim Mingyu.

He would listen to everything you talk about. From your complain about your coworkers, to your random ramble about some stuff you see on Instagram reels.

He listens.

He always does.

Because one day you're talking about how it's been quite some time since you've eaten lasagna and the next dinner Mingyu bakes lasagna for you himself.

He listens.

Because when you mention once in passing to your friend, to which Mingyu only listens partly to because you're on the phone and doesn't realize he's already awoken from his nap, that you've always wanted to try snorkeling, Mingyu arranges for it immediately once he finds a suitable date for you both.

You don't know love until Kim Mingyu.

He finds time to contact you in midst of busy schedules, and always tells you beforehand if he's going to be too busy to reach out in any way. You've told him plenty of times that you understand and that he doesn't need to reassure you everytime, but you've also told him once long before you started dating that you're the type to welcome words of assurance more than anything.

So he continues to reassure you everytime he can.

“What do you think about this?” Mingyu asks, yet again in another set of outfits.

You don't know shit about fashion, and you think Mingyu looks good in everything because he knows how to dress himself well. This is something that he's aware of, but he also likes your validation so you always try your best to say anything other that “You look good” and “I like this better than the previous one”.

“I think… you know I like it best when you're in black so I'm not sure if your current outfit is actually better than the black one or not.” You say sheepishly, to which Mingyu laughs at.

Your heart skips a beat at the sound of his laughter, something that hasn't changed despite having dated him for almost a year now. He makes his way to you and engulf you in a hug, whispers something that sounds suspiciously like “you're so cute” though he doesn't admit it because you don't like being called cute.

“Hmm.. Maybe I should go for the black one.” He says as he looks at himself in the mirror once again.

“What? No! Wear what you think is best. You know I have zero sense of fashion.”

“You like it, though.”

“I like you. You know you can wear the ugliest shirt out there and I'll still like it.”

Mingyu freezes and you see the tips of his ears turning red. You don't always say your feelings out loud, and when you do, it always hits a soft spot within him. And for all the cheesy comments Mingyu always parades to his fans, he's actually bad at receiving them himself.

You would usually jump at this opportunity to tease him, but you're feeling especially soft today, so you walk up next to him and tiptoes to kiss his cheek.

“I appreciate your sentiment, but don't trust me this time around, okay?” You chuckle and cup his warm face before dropping a peck on his lips.

“Alright…” He presses his lips together and goes for another kiss. “You'll really like everything…?”

And as much as Mingyu reassures you, you reassure him back.

“I like you. So you can wear anything, and I'll like it as long as it's not something weird like a dragon costume or something.”

Mingyu succumbs with a shy smile and hides his face in your neck.

You don't know love until Kim Mingyu.

He's brought you happiness that you didn't know existed. He always makes your bad days good and your good days even better.

You automatically look for him when something makes you laugh, a part of you always wishes to share your happiness with him no matter where he is. You also look for him when you're not feeling your best, because one look and Mingyu knows you need him beside you, his arms enveloping you to ground yourself to him, and his deep voice reminds you that things are going to be okay.

“Does it bother you?” Seungkwan asks one day. You, him, Mingyu, and Seungcheol are chilling in Mingyu's dorm.

“What?” You return his question, getting more comfortable on the sofa. You're leaning against Seungcheol's shoulder, as Mingyu is too busy playing something on his phone and you don't want to restrict his movement by leaning into him.

“The… you know. Whispers. What people say?”

“About me and Mingyu?” You make sure. Your relationship isn't public, but you know some people in his company doesn't exactly approve of his choice of a girlfriend even though their opinions don't matter.

“Yeah…”

You hum as you look at Mingyu, sitting comfortably on the floor near Seungkwan. He comments on how random the younger guy's question is, but doesn't seem too bothered by it.

Something pleasant settles in your chest as you continue looking at him, your smile growing when the answer to Seungkwan's question pops in your mind.

“Not really, no.” You turn to him with a smile, your voice firm with security. “I know Mingyu loves me and that's enough.”

You don't know love until Kim Mingyu.

Because he loves you with everything he has to offer and beyond, never once failing to let you know his feelings haven't wavered.

Because you want to do everything for him even if you're not able to, your heart always finding a way to be with him even when he's not next to you.

[juyeoniemyhoney]

dreaming of you

A dream is a wish your heart makes when you're fast asleep. And apparently you subconsciously want to kiss Wonwoo.

pairing: jeon wonwoo x reader

genre: fluff, sort of strangers to lovers but more like acquaintances to lovers, college au, basically no plot.... just Wonwoo brainrot......

warnings: kissing, making out, wonwoo brainrot with ZERO plot, mentions of sexual assault, y/n is handsy af

word count: 3453 words

A/N: okay.... i know it's been like ten million years but a lot has happened in my life and school has just been an absolute ass and i know this isn't rent a boyfie but i dreamt the exact dream that y/n dreamt in this story and was down so bad for wonwoo after the dream so i had to write it all down so here it is!! hope you guys enjoy it and thank you always for your support for what i do<3

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Perhaps it is because it is something you've wanted all your life, or maybe it is because you are so painfully without it that your unconscious brain begins to want it, or maybe it is a foreshadowing of what is to happen in your life. But you— of all the people you know— dream of Jeon Wonwoo.

You barely even know him, have barely even said a sentence to him since the first time you met him six months ago. He is quiet and distant and a little spacey. And you are exactly like him. Hence why neither of you have really said anything to each other. The only time you said anything to him was when you dropped your phone in front of him at the freshman's orientation and he muttered the softest 'yikes' before hastily turning his head when he'd realised you heard him.

Which could possibly be a reason as to why you dream of him in the first place. Secretly, you have been wanting to talk to Wonwoo for some time now. You've observed him for a while and have deduced that you and Wonwoo would be good friends. He likes to read, seeing as how he always whips out a book at every moment he can. He seems to like music, an earphone always plugged into one of his ears when you see him walking down the hallway, or when you see him sitting at that secluded bench that he seems to like so much. Most of all, Wonwoo seems like the nicest guy ever. He's quiet and soft-spoken but you've seen him with his friends, who are significantly louder and rowdier than him, and he always seems to be looking at them with unadulterated affection. Plus, he's friends with Mingyu so you already know he's not a bad person.

Which gives you four reasons as to why you would like to get to know Wonwoo.

The only reason why you haven't approached Wonwoo is because that man is godly. Wonwoo is so attractive, every time you muster up some form of courage to approach him, you lose all your wits about you, tongue tying, thoughts leaving your mind like steam leaves boiling water, abandoning mission before you can even take more than five steps in his direction. It's unfathomable how much of an impact Wonwoo's sparkly almond-shaped eyes have on you, how much of an impact his gentle gaze has on you, how much of an impact his mere presence has on you. Pretty people scare you and because Wonwoo has surpassed the worldly level of pretty, you have yet to talk to him.

And the dream only makes it worse because of what the two of you did.

It's not like you even did anything sexual at all. All you did really was hug and kiss Wonwoo. And yet, you had awoken with a start, lips tingling, breaths heavy, like it had been real, flushing such a deep crimson it took more than five minutes for your cheeks and neck to return to normal. The worst part is that it's been weeks since you've had that dream and you haven't been able to stop thinking about it for forever. It's like it's been engraved into your brain with a knife or a needle and your thoughts decide to replay the vivid dream every so often at random moments in the day.

And it's not like you haven't kissed anyone or hugged someone of the opposite gender in your life. You don't even know what it is! It's just a hug and a kiss.... But, you suppose, it is with Wonwoo. And maybe, that is what it is. Because it'd felt real, the warmth of his chest against your cheek, his bottom lip between yours, his nose rubbing against your own, his lithe fingers against the nape of your neck, warm palms burning holes into the skin of your cheek and waist. And then, when you'd pulled away, Wonwoo had given you a sweet smile before leaning back in to kiss you again.

So, yes. You have developed a little bit of a crush on Wonwoo because of a dream you had. Sounds superficial and stupid and utterly unbelievable if you were to tell anyone about it. Which is why you do exactly that— tell not a single soul. You thought it would be easy, but you somehow forget that you cannot keep anything to yourself for the life of you. So, you tell Mingyu.

You met your friend from secondary school on campus yesterday, spilling your guts to him about how you kind of have a thing for Wonwoo because of a damn dream you had where the two of you kissed and hugged. And you swear to the lord jesus christ, you sounded like a damn child who hasn't kissed anyone, and Mingyu was definitely trying his hardest to hold his laughter in while you confided in him by telling him about your hardest struggle at the moment.

Mingyu, ever the shitty friend, simply told you to tell Wonwoo. And you swear you almost disowned him as a friend right there and then. When Wonwoo approaches you after class the next day, your immediate thought is that you should have. 

It’s a normal day, or at least, as normal as it has been since you’d had that dream. Your lecture goes on for hours and you try your best to listen as always and fail, as always. Nothing seems amiss, everything seems to be in order. And for a second, you sigh in relief. Now that you had confided in Mingyu, you feel worlds lighter, especially because he laughed in your face which made you realise that you freaking out over this dream was something dumb and stupid. 

It feels like you’re finally winning. The past few weeks have been horrible and drab and boring. But today, you feel like your life is finally getting a little bit better. All you have to do is get past this lecture and you have the rest of the day to yourself where you can finally finish that book and drink a hot cup of tea and eat junk food and just relax. 

“Y/N!” someone calls after you as you step out of the lecture hall. You sigh and stop in your tracks, mood spoiled tremendously as you grumble under your breath and turn around to face whoever this idiotic classmate of yours is. 

It takes you a second to realise that it’s Wonwoo who’s calling out to you, stuck behind multiple students as he tries his best to push past them up the stairs to catch up to you. He grunts as he jumps over the rows of cadet seating in the lecture theatre, ignoring the displeased grumbles and disapproving glances of your classmates as he jumps from row to row, long legs coming in handy before he finally jumps down from the tables and lands right in front of you. 

“Wonwoo?” you question, moving out of the way of students and gently holding Wonwoo’s elbow to steer him away from the crowd with you. The two of you get pushed around and shoved by the bustle of students trying to get out of the hall and when the two of you do finally get out of that godforsaken hall, Wonwoo’s hands are on your shoulders, guiding you about the crowd as your feet stumble to try and follow Wonwoo’s directions. 

“Let’s go and talk somewhere else,” he says quietly, and it doesn’t even register in your head before you are meekly nodding and walking forward with a gentle push from Wonwoo.

The realisation hits you only as the two of you seem to be shoving your way towards Wonwoo’s bench. It is only then that you realise that Wonwoo’s warm palms are against the curve of your shoulders, the warmth of his chest hot against your back, his breath tickling the shell of your ear as he guides you gently through the crowd. You break out into a furious blush, as instant as someone with a severe peanut allergy breaking out into a rash after eating peanuts, the flush so red and deep it runs up to the tips of your ears and down your neck to your sternum, so rampant and furious it prickles your scalp and makes the tips of your fingers tingle. Wonwoo’s hands feel just like they had felt in your dream, and you remember the way he breathed, imagining the breaths caressing your ear were instead, against the plush of your lips, hot and quick, like even his lungs cannot bear to hold back its excitement. 

From there, you begin to shut down, almost like the hot blush is melting your brain and you have the urge to dunk your face in ice cold water to soothe the swell. Nothing even registers anymore, you just follow Wonwoo as he pushes you along the corridors, making turns like he’s driving a car and you are the steering wheel. Even when the two of you get to his favourite bench, you do not even sit down. Wonwoo has to turn you around to face him and gently press down on your shoulders to get you to sit down. You have never wanted to die more. 

“Y/N, are you okay?” he asks as he takes his seat next to you on the bench. No, you are not okay. But Wonwoo doesn’t need to know that. 

“Yes,” you say robotically. In your head, you are beating yourself up for being the most awkward person to have ever walked the earth. Your love-addled brain urges you to tell him about the dream, your conscious screeches and refuses. You, in between the fight between your conscious and your subconscious, sit dazed and confused, utterly unable to say a word as the two battle it out. 

Somehow, in your stupor, you manage to question a few things. The first question you ask is: why on earth does Wonwoo want to talk to you? He hasn’t talked to you before, not really at least. And it’s not like he’s ever really made the effort to talk to you the past six months. Your suspicions begin to rise. Mingyu definitely said something to him. 

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Wonwoo asks again, trying to find your gaze. You don’t meet his gaze, afraid of him seeing the heat of your cheeks but Wonwoo, the type of person to be concerned for people he has never met before, persists, the back of his hand coming up to your forehead in an attempt to feel for your temperature. 

“Maybe we should get you in a cooler place,” Wonwoo suggests when he feels the heat of your forehead. He thinks it’s a fever, but you know it is just the raging blush that refuses to subside. How does Wonwoo have this effect on you? 

“I’m okay, Wonwoo, really,” you insist, hand instinctively coming up to hold his forearm to prevent him from getting up. You swear, the sheer amount of times you have been touching him is unacceptable. Wonwoo should be uncomfortable or should be shrugging you off or should be screaming for help because at this point, this is borderline sexual assault. Also, if Wonwoo touches you one more time, you swear you are going to jump him and reenact that godforsaken dream. 

“Are you su—?”

“Did Mingyu tell you something?” you mumble out in a speed akin to a rapper. Wonwoo only can look at you quizzically before the realisation brightens his eyes. You take a quick glance at him while he is staring off in thought but whip your gaze back to your shoes when he turns back to you. 

“He told me about a dream,” Wonwoo reveals with a lilt in his voice, sounding almost amused. You chance a glance at Wonwoo, embarrassed but too curious to not know what his facial expression is like. Wonwoo seems to be smiling, bemused or happy or awkward, you don’t know. 

You don’t know what it is, you suppose it is the realisation that you can’t run away from Wonwoo anymore, but your mind clears. Or maybe it is the pure white rage that you feel towards Mingyu. Seriously, he is a dead man when you manage to run away from Wonwoo. But you think he knows you better than you thought, sitting as though he is ready to get up and run after you should you bolt. Or maybe Wonwoo wants to run away too, so horrified and put off by the prospect of your dream he wants to get as far away from you as possible. 

“Did he tell you everything?” you ask with a wince, far too embarrassed to even glance up at Wonwoo anymore. The dream begins to replay in your mind. Every feeling and touch tingles at the respective appendages, your hands, waist, cheeks, neck, and lips, almost like he is touching you right in this moment. The reducing blush comes back like a storm, red flushing all the way down to the base of your neck. 

Oh, but you would be lying if you haven’t been praying to every god ever known for him to just kiss you right here and now. You would give anything for Wonwoo to just cup your cheeks and slant his lips against yours and for the two of you to just kiss and hug and be in love on this bench under the warm sunlight of a petering out summer. 

“He didn’t tell me everything at first,” Wonwoo says, before confessing, “I forced him to tell me everything after he let it slip that you dreamt a dream similar to mine.” 

You don’t fully grasp it at first, but Wonwoo patiently and gently explains to you about how he came to know of your embarrassing dream of him. 

It seems that only an hour after you spilled your guts to Mingyu, he and Wonwoo had met up to get dinner, where Wonwoo started to tell Mingyu about his own dream, which, according to Mingyu, was creepily identical to yours. And Mingyu, who is not only a traitor but also utterly misunderstood, thinks that you and Wonwoo are playing a prank on him. 

“He thought we were playing a prank on him?” you let out in disbelief, so exasperated by Mingyu’s thought process you cannot bear to keep it in. Wonwoo lets out a hearty laugh and though your mind should be focussed on planning Mingyu’s demise, your heart inflates a little, his laugh so adorable even your body has to express it. 

“Yeah!” Wonwoo exclaims in between his chuckles, “He said, and I quote ‘That’s exactly what Y/N said! What are you two planning?’” 

Wonwoo attempts a Mingyu impersonation while relaying to you Mingyu’s words, facial expression animated and voice tweaked to sound and emote exactly like how Mingyu does. 

“Woah, wait. That was a really good Mingyu impersonation. I thought you were him for a moment,” you joke in faux-seriousness, expression dropping to a poker face from a laugh to express how good of an impersonation Wonwoo just did. Wonwoo, while laughing, stands up to bow for his crowd of one, smiling and laughing and waving to an imaginary crowd like he’d just finished a performance. 

“Thank you very much,” Wonwoo says as he begins to sit down, decidedly done with his act. “But yeah, after he said that I kinda forced him to tell me everything you said,” Wonwoo continues after his and your laughter died down. 

“So is it identical like Mingyu said?” you ask, becoming increasingly curious yourself. A million questions begin to run through your head. So, did Wonwoo dream of us kissing too? And if he did, how did he feel? Did he like the idea of it? Was he absolutely appalled by the idea? Does he want to kiss me now? Because I don’t mind if he does. 

Wonwoo remains silent for a while and the silence absolutely unnerves you. You glance up at him to gauge his facial expression, if he doesn’t want to talk about it and you’ve pried or if he doesn’t like the idea of it and is trying not to show it because Wonwoo is just the nicest man ever. 

That thought makes you do a double take. Jeon Wonwoo is the nicest man to ever exist. How on earth could it be that someone like Jeon Wonwoo is without a girlfriend? Oh god. Wonwoo must have a girlfriend and you’ve made him uncomfortable and he feels like he’s cheated on his girlfriend because of that dream and now he doesn’t even want to be friends with you because it just reminds him of his subconscious infidelity. 

What you don’t expect is for Wonwoo to be blushing. You do a double take, just to make sure your eyes are not projecting your ideal Wonwoo reaction and that he is actually blushing and not just red with anger or something else bad. 

“Wonwoo?”

“Someone once told me,” Wonwoo starts, ignoring the sweet sound of your voice calling his name. “That if you dream about someone, it means they’re thinking about you.” 

“I only realised it was real when I found out you dreamt about me.” 

Wonwoo’s words come out half in stutters and half in mumbled, incoherent words that you would normally miss. It is an amazing thing, then, that you are hyper focused on him, utterly and completely taken by the adorable sight of Wonwoo’s red cheeks, with his hand lamely covering his face like if you were to look at him more, it would only deepen his blush. 

With his words, you cannot help but grin so wide your face almost splits in half. Wonwoo thinks about you? Since when? And how often? You feel your heart soar, like Wonwoo’s words had flown into your chest cavity through your ears and sprouted wings at each side of your heart. 

“Wonwoo, are you trying to say that you think about me?”

Your bashfulness is long forgotten in the presence of Wonwoo’s shyness. He’s too cute and too shy. You have to initiate something or you’ll regret and the two of you will go back to being awkward, not knowing whether to say hi when you chance upon each other in the corridors and the countless awkward moments you have approached him, only to not say a word and running away before Wonwoo can even notice you. 

You open your mouth to say something but Wonwoo stands up abruptly, both hands on his face now as his lithe and long fingers cover his pink cheeks completely. 

Before Wonwoo can manage to run away, you stop him with a hand on his forearm. Wonwoo is obedient and stops in his tracks but he refuses to turn around, so you circle him and stand in front of him. 

“Now, Wonwoo, where are you going?” you ask slyly, hands coming up to pry his own from his blushing face. 

“We still have to find out if our dreams were identical,” you continue, guiding Wonwoo’s hands to where they were in your dream, one on your waist and one at the nape of your neck. Your hands interlock behind Wonwoo’s neck and you pull yourself flush against him and you swear you hope you’re doing the right thing and not entirely violating every single boundary ever and you pray that Wonwoo wants this as much as you do because if he doesn’t, you’re surrendering yourself to the local police station for sexual assault. 

But you don’t have a doubt in your mind when Wonwoo, cheeks and ears redder than red, leans in and slants his warm mouth against yours, thumb against your cheek, fingers sweeping the hair at the nape of your neck, warm breath caressing your cheek. You swear you malfunction for a while, hands and lips moving solely on instinct. But then Wonwoo trails his fingers up your spine, electricity runs up your back and to your heart and you feel it swell with so much love you swear you can propose to Wonwoo right in this moment. 

When Wonwoo pulls away, mind finally found, you lean back in to recapture his lips and he almost gives in but a niggle at the back of his brain stops him short. 

“Wait,” he says, stopping you from closing in just shy of his lips. 

“So does this mean that you think about me too?” 

You smile, press your lips against his and pull away, saying, “Oh Wonwoo, I more than think about you.”

A pause and Wonwoo frowns. Your smile only widens as your fingers play with the hair at the nape of his neck. 

“I dream of you.” 

[formulawonu]

seventeen & amusement parks

prompt: how svt would be with you at an amusement park (thanks to this)

a/n: im back…. svt brainrot still alive and kicking. imagine going to an amusement park with seventeen that would be so fun :/ btw i take requests for reactions or small blurbs so hi carats please be my friends!!!!!!

seungcheol: he would act like he isn’t scared at all then start giggling the moment u get in line to ride something 🥱 screams his ass off during the ride itself and says it wasn’t that scary right after fml he’d buy all the ride souvenir pics tho

jeonghan: would get u to ride a rollercoaster even if ur scared asf then when he notices ur freaking out he would start saying stuff like “this is fr just 5-10 mins of ur life it really won’t last forever if u wanna conquer other things u have to conquer this first” just so u could focus on bickering with him instead of being nervous :( then after the ride he’d be all “I TOLD U IT WASNT THAT BAD U WERE WORRYING FOR NOTHING” then gives u a tight hug bec he’s proud of u anyway. man is so confusing but i love him

joshua: byeeeeee he’d get u to ride whatever rides he wants to ride because 1) hes paying 2) he just has the ability to reassure u that ur gonna be fine until ur already strapped in and can’t ask to get off the ride anymore. he'd be the type to check on you in the middle of the ride and ask u if ur ok. its giving spongebob and patricks "are you feeling it now mr krabs." also praises for u for going on scary rides tho. tricky man pt. 2

junhui: he’d be so game to do anything and ride anything!!!! u for sure have two day passes or something bec i feel like junhui would really take his time exploring the whole park and trying out as much things as he can. also bad news for u if u hate haunted houses u are for sure going to one with this guy

hoshi: 100% peer pressures you into riding all the rollercoasters or gets u to sit at the back of any ride. im sorry u signed up for the Real Amusement Park Experience™️ the moment u chose him to go with u. he'd be all "why did we bother going if we dont go all the way!!!!" and yes u do have matching headbands or hoodies. let him live his life <//3

wonwoo: he’d honestly say yes to most rides for the ~experience~ and will just love watching u freak out or scream. imagine him sitting beside u then smiling/laughing at how nervous u look. him telling u ur gonna be fine,…. imagine him throwing his hands up during a ride and having fun. i think im going to cry pls id so want to be beside him on any ride JUST ONCE

woozi: plz respect his time ,,, pick max two rides THEN GO HOME! u know what maybe two is pushing it pick one and be grateful he even came 😪

minghao: PLS HE’D BE SO FUN AT AMUSEMENT PARKS HE’LL RIDE ANYTHING WITH U!!!!????? he’s also just laughing the entire time and not complaining abt the heat or the lines. if he finds a ride he rly rly rly likes he’d ask u to line up w him again just so he could experience the feeling once more. also ur staying for the fireworks no questions asked

mingyu: im sorry but ur gonna have to force him to get on any ride that doesnt stay on the ground. the mans height has unfortunately made him afraid of anything taller than him. u guys would have cute ass pics though <//3 he'd also go food tripping with you and carry u on his shoulders if the situation ever had to call for it like watching the parade or smth??? idk why but he would do it anw just needed to put it out there

seokmin: ANOTHER SCARED ONE. however hes waaaaay easier to talk into riding rides with u as long as u can reassure him every five minutes that he’ll be fine and deal with his nervous jitters as the line gets shorter and shorter. he wont shut up lmfao so if ur also scared its just both of u scaring each other until u get on the ride. would be funny when u look back on the experience tho jsdkfhsdf u also have matching headwear w him and he's singing to the songs playing all the time

seungkwan: omfg he would be so nervous lining up for any ride. “That thing just creaked i swear” “what are the chances of this ride stopping in mid-air?” But would love love love the adrenaline that comes with rides. I honestly think he would love the teacup ride in disneyland dont even ask me why. would also befriend kids on the rides/lines with u

vernon: he is really there for The Vibes™️ but dont get him wrong he would be screaming his ass off on diff rides i can already imagine his face xjenfjtngk he’s trying to find where the camera is on each ride so he knows when to pose lmao

dino: im crying why is he that friend u have that is so excited to ride all the rides then pukes after the first one and has to sit down and drink water to recuperate after hxjsnejdnc but he'd be so fun to be with and he'd make u laugh all the time. would take pics with all the characters roaming the park

[gyuswhore]

Mutual fic awards! Award your favourite fics written by your mutuals!

@toruro exes and oh's AND THE LETTER perfect pacing perfect dialogue perfect everything i will hear nothing else

@gguksgalaxy The Real Thing....are we surprised i will do anything for sleepy mingyu

@etherealyoungk THIS ONE this took so long THERES SO MANY BUT I LOVE THIS ONE SO MUCH

@rubyreduji CONCEALED ZIPPERS OH MY GOD I FUCKING LOVE THIS SO MUCH I've read it like 3403929584 times like i think I've reblogged like thrice on my rec acc go read it rn i would die and come back to life for this fic

@fairyhaos this mingyu boyfriend fic put me in the worst brainrot of my life

@cheolhub just. just read this. youll understand.

@fantasyescapes17 literally ANYTHING from the regency series but rn its either mingyu's or shua's (accidentally unfollowed bc i was too excited while copying link kfjskfj)

[btsvt-bar]

Clara has anyone ever told you that you have a real sexccc brain cause that ceo mingyu fic, “work of art” is an understatement…girl, how do you sleep at night knowing that you’re this talented???? At every little hint of affection, I’d squeal, is this the definition of down bad? 😩

Are you down to write more for this couple? 👀 just a little suggestion hehe maybe.. Gyu didn’t wake her up after 30minutes, instead he woke her up in some spicy ways in the morning 👀 maybe they could start day 1 of “fresh start”by going on a date? little details on gestures that made the each other’s heart flutter? 👀 sorry Gyu brainrot is really kicking in, and I’ve suggested something that you’re uncomfortable with I’m really sorry🥲 I searched thru your blog for rules but I couldn’t find one 😭

omg I wasn’t expecting this 😭😭😭 tysm, it means a lot to me!! I was honestly insecure about that fic and this just made my whole week 🥺

I’m definitely down to write more, I have an idea for another request that’s going to be with this couple and I’m adding yours to a second follow up to “hurts so good”. I love your idea!

Also don’t worry, I’m fine writing about almost everything. I’ll make sure to add my “donts” to my pinned post.

Thank you soooooo much again! Pls stay tuned, I’ll publish new content soon ♡

[spamgyu]

bruvs ...... mingyu brainrot is so real i just looked up mingyu back to december edits on tiktok ................

[gyvswhore]

omg I need mingyu and minghao so bad :'( pls be my bestie and drop some filthy thoughts, I need them </3

babe... literally same the svt brainrot is so real :') i've been on my wonshuahan bs as of lately but i may be able to indulge in some gyuhao....

"why do you guys always leave me out?" mingyu whined at the scene in front of him.

you and minghao were supposed to be making cookies... you're not really sure when cookie making turned into kissing on the kitchen counter though. the two of you pulled away with blush staining your cheeks.

"sorry gyu..." you mumbled as minghao started peppering kisses down your neck. all mingyu did was roll his eyes before pulling hao off you. you still had your arms and legs wrapped around the latter as mingyu pouted at the puffiness of both your lips.

"if you want to join, all you have to do is ask." minghao said, laughing at the ever present pout on the taller mans face.

"fine. i wanna join." mingyu said, looking at you. you raised a brow and nodded at him.

he wasted no time in slotting himself where minghao was, much to hao's distase, as he leaned to kiss you. you whined softly at the feeling of his body pressing into yours. mingyu shifted your legs to be wrapped around him as he lifted you from the counter, minghao following close behind.

gyu pulled away to set you onto the floor, minghao taking the opportunity to embrace you from behind and continue his kisses down your neck. you leaned back into him as mingyu leaned down to continue where he left off. having both of their hands on you felt like heaven as hao's hands fondled your waist and mingyu's hands were traveling up your shirt.

"you look so pretty like this." mingyu muttered with his face pressed into your shoudler. you could feel his breath fan over the exposed skin there. minghao hummed in agreement, pulling away to look at you. you were flushed with your lips swollen and red, light hickeys already making their appearance down the expanse of you neck and disappearing into your shirt. mingyu pulled your shirt over your head and both the men took the chance to ogle at the sight of you completely topless between them.

you pouted and crossed your arms, shy from their unabashed staring. minghao smiled at you as he pulled you backwards to seat you on his lap as he sat on the couch. gyu took the opportunity to take his own shirt off. hao was already playing with your nipples as gyu slid down to his knees and slotted himself between your thighs. you were letting out the sweetest whines and whimpers as minghao took his time with you. gyu's hands were feather light as they traveled up your bare thighs and into the hem of your shorts. he placed them on the insides of your thighs as he spread them apart and started to leave marks on your thighs. you had no idea what to do with yourself as you gripped onto hao's arm with one hand and gyu's head with the other. hao tilted your head back to capture your lips with his own as you moaned into his mouth. you heard mingyu curse under his breath as he tugged on your shorts.

just then the timer for the cookies went off. you all froze pulling away from each other with puzzled looks on your faces. then you all burst into laughter.

"we'll... continue this later." minghao giggled as mingyu stood up and you tried to find your discarded pieces of clothing.

[etherealyoungk]

https://twitter.com/gyumedia/status/1657398401498218496?s=46&t=9XE2kU8MsyFZD_p6z2HGQA

oooUUUU mingyu what are we?!!!? the mingyu brainrot is very real today skye, i’m meltinggg

haha jealous gyu is so cute <3

[everythingiaskfor]

okay i might be crazy brainrot whatever but this mingyu just gives osamu energy and yes it might be the cap but do i care? no

like for real watching i was like wow osamu miya is real look at him huge arms cap dark hair everything aaaaa

[gyuhanniescarat]

i'm abt to combust at any moment. it's 3am but curly haired mingyu is giving me hella brainrot rn 🥴😫😫🥴🥴🥵🥵😫😫🥴😍😍

my fellow north american carats going to any of the "Be The Sun" tour stops in canada or the states, Y'ALL FR BLESSED TO BE SEEING CURLY HAIR PERM MINGYU IN REAL LIFE. Plzzzz take pics for me 🥺

[neonun-au]

tag game: guess my type based on my top 6 biases!

(biases have shifted since the last time i did this so here we go lol also i did 9 cause the brainrot is real these days)

tagged by: @peachjaem00

(taeil, yugyeom, kino

mingyu, hoshi, tag

doyoung, chanyeol, shinwon)

tagging: @husbandhoshi @husbandcheol @onlyboos @nochv @nctsworld @hy-ck-main @hchan-main @neocitycafe @hotgirlmingyu @sunflowerforhaechan @ncteez @sapphichui and literally anyone else reading this jfhfndb idk have fun !!

[husbandhoshi]

Oh noooo. I didN’t mean to dip when u replied. But i am good! Saw/seeing a couple friends this weekend but also writing a lot!! I’ve gotten to about 3k words so far. It’s been a Mingyu brain rot weekend for me 😵‍💫

How about you!! How are you and school? I hope you’re getting rest 🫶🏼

no worries!! i've been super busy so i haven't been all that active on tumblr </3

and that's so exciting!! what'd you do with them??

also 3k words is soooo incredible thats quite honestly a weeks worth of work for me LMAO thats how slow of a writer i am. mingyu brainrot is so real!!! the other day i saw a tiktok just of his arms and i'm not even a mingyu girl but i had to take a moment. head in hands. any fic spoilers u'd like to share 👐

[echoesofadream]

wait do u still find him attractive like. his hair is giving me a very specific vibe but I just cant place it I just know its disgusting. like my mans can NOT rock long hair I mean I guesss the butter hair did grow on me after he already cut it but this hair... like... idk man something about it just makes him seem so disgusting to me.... anyway bts in general have been struggling w looking too rich now and I hate rich ppl too much I cant... idk for some reason his hair makes me think of a sweaty vagina which I dont find gross on the right girl ya know but when its a mans head... and the fact that he is saying all this shit with this ugly hair style.. sorry but when ur hot u can get away with more but he is strugglinggggg anyway are u gonna watch the yoongi x hoshi (gay man from seventeen) podcast when it drops?? im so excited

LISTEN dont expect me to have normal correct opinions on anything jungkook does is or has ever . i TOTALLY understand what you mean like sure yeah disgusting probably. But i cant see it like that. I think twitter brainrot did me in or something I DONT KNOW i just . You know you feel the strongest when you feel mixed feelings well idk but in this case thats true for me. Like love-hate. I cant explain what i feel or why im feeling it, i cant make sense of it all i know is it is STRONG and BIG when i see him. maybe i have alexithymia? or maybe its that i just feel so much i have to call it something but its not positive but i dont hate him so i think it must be that i think he looks good? Well personally i like long hair jungkook. Born to twirl his hair around his finger etc. but its not just the hair its the glasses the tattoos the face the nose and his puppy eyes. I hate him. but i dont know him and im coming to terms with the fact that the real him probably wouldnt live up to my fantasy. and it makes me feel so weird about him because then all the things about him are put in a different context! and i dont like it as much! but all my feelings all my accumulated love feelings are still there! so im conflicted. I KNOW ITS NOT THAT DEEP THATS WHY MINGYU IS BETTER FOR ME I NEED TO HEAL AND BECOME . NORMAL ABOUT THIS KPOP BOY. Ugh.

I also agree and im afraid they have become so rich and privilieged for lack of better word they dont even realize it anymore. Like they still think of themselves as underdogs while still living an insane life. and army loves all that shit so much they see it as some weird kind of revenge. wow i am so tired i want to say so much more but my brain is giving up on me. But yeah thats so fun i wish they did more collabs within hybe why should sm fans have all that funzzzzzZZZZZZZz

[celestiababie]

i just wanna bite mingyu’s biceps its just so juicy and shit im sorry -anon mar🌙

I want to bite Mingyu's everything so I understand

The Mingyu brainrot is real— and just before I go to bed too smh (even though it's now a TERRIBLE time to go to bed)

[june-again]

i forgot how happy art makes me ☹️

[multi-kpop-fanfics]

I am not the mingyu size anon but i need jihoon to be included in this bulge and size kink agenda. Even if ur taller than him (hes actually an inch taller than me) he is still buff as hell and in my heart i feel like he has the thickest cock in svt. 😔 suffering from jihoon brainrot. Hes so sexy in when hes in his studio too. Imagine cockwarming him while hes working and u can see the shape of his dick thru ur stomach 😖

no cuz I literally saw a post today of his fucking bulge and dick imprint what the fuck 😭 it's also funny how I'm taller than him sjdhsjsjfsk

He would be dead silent when he's working, completely focused on his music files and that's extremely sexy of him tbh. Hence why you're sitting on his thick cock, clenching around him so tight, a low hiss escaping his lips.

"Easy now, baby, don't interrupt me", he'd say sternly and he'd deliver a harsh slap on your ass, making you yelp. "J-Jihoon...", you moan lowly when you run your hand over your stomach, being able to feel the outline of his cock. "You're s-so big, J-Jihoon, I'm so f-full", you gasp and gyrate your hips on him, making him groan.

"You really have to be a needy little bitch when I explicitly stated that I'm working, don't you?", he grips your jaw with his hand, looking at you dead in the eye. "I was planning on wrapping up work in ten minutes and give your cunt some real good pounding, but you chose to be a greedy whore instead", he lightly taps your cheek. "B-But-", you're cut off mid-sentence as Jihoon thrusts into your sopping cunt, his thick shaft hitting that weak spot inside you.

"Ah ah, no buts, missy. You will stay still on my cock until I'm done. And if you dare cum, you won't be able to walk out of this studio".

p.s.: it's 2am and it's rushed af I'm so sorry😭