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₊˚⊹⋆🍁⋆⊹ Day 4: Sweater weather - Lee Heeseung

(synopsis) 🍂 heeseung is always there to save you from your coldest moments ₊⊹

lee heeseung x fem!reader 🍂 mention of past breakup (not with heeseung), toxic ex, petnames, a kiss at the end 🍂 angst with a splatter of fluff 🍂 friends to lovers 🍂 wc 804

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it was autumn now, meaning it has officially been a year since your breakup with your toxic ex. you used to love autumn and the way the leaves turned colors but that all changed because of your ex. he broke your heart last autumn when he told you he was just getting with you cause you were a pretty face. your best friend since elementary school, lee heeseung, was absolutely fuming about the whole situation and actually went to go teach your ex a lesson. let’s just say heeseung came back that evening with bruised knuckles and a couple bruises on his face. you didn’t want to question it.

but as the months went on, you started to realize that you would possibly never love again. your trust had been completely destroyed and the thought of even attempting to date another person scared you so bad.

heeseung was always there next to you, making sure that you wouldn’t get hurt anymore. but what you didn’t know was that heeseung had actually been harboring some feelings for you, but he was too afraid to ever confess now that your heart was shattered. but he so desperately wanted to be the person to pick up the delicate little pieces and gently put your heart back together.

“seungie? are you here?” you called out weakly. you just woke up from another nightmare about your ex finding you and tormenting you again, waking up in a cold sweat and your breathing labored. immediately, tears pricked your eyes and you in an defensive instinct, you curled yourself into a ball and cried.

so naturally, you let your feet carry you to your safe place. or—safe person.

“i’m here angel, what’s wrong? did something happen?” heeseung anxiously answered, getting up from his bed and speeding over to you. the two of you shared an apartment since the two of you were like two peas in a pod.

“i-i, i had another nightmare,” you whispered— scared that if you spoke any louder, nothing would come out. “a-about him.” you added.

heeseung’s eyes softened when he looked at you, knowing how shaken up you can get from these nightmares. he opened his arms comfortingly, letting you slowly crumble into his arms.

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the cold, crisp, autumn air shivered your skin as you and heeseung walked down the streets.

“hey angel? i need to tell you something,” heeseung suddenly stopped walking and turned towards you. you looked up at him, confusion written all over your face.

he led you to a hill of grass in the park, coated with the fallen leaves of the trees.

“i-i, i’ve been waiting for so long to tell you this and i didn’t know the correct timing with everything that has happened in the last year and-” you quickly cut him off, noticing how he was rambling again. he only ever rambled when he was super nervous.

“hee. it’s okay, just tell me, you’re worrying me,” you begged, starting to get truly concerned for your best friend.

“alright. i’ll just say it. i like you.” heeseung blurted. your eyes widened as soon as the words came out of his mouth and for a moment, heeseung swore that this was the end for him. you didn’t like him back and now you would start hating him for confessing to you.

but instead, you smiled at him. a genuine smile. it was really nice to see you smile a real and sweet smile.

“seungie, i like you too…i was just so scared of what happened last time and i know that you would never be like him but i was just…so scared..” you confessed, not being able to look him in the eyes.

“hey hey hey! it’s okay, i promise, i can love you the way you deserve,” he smiled, tilting your chin up with his soft touch. “i’ll treat you so much better angel.”

it was his soft whispers against your lips that made you realize how close he actually was to you.

leaning in softly, you meet heeseung’s lips at the middle. his soft lips meeting yours, the kiss full of soft love and a promise. a promise from heeseung to you, letting you know how much he treasured you.

he was the one who picked up your broken pieces of your heart and mend it back together. you fully trusted him with your life.

when the two of you pulled away breathless, heeseung stared at you lovingly, just basking in this wonderful feeling.

you shivered slightly from the breeze and heeseung was quick to wrap his sweater around you.

you thought that you would hate the cold since it reminded you of the feeling of coldness and emptiness that you ex had left you, but this time, heeseung was there to warm you up.

he had made you love autumn again.

eep! i'm sorry cuz idk how good this is...i tried tho...this was originally gonna be hee and oversized sweaters, but it turned into this- but lmk if i should make a work abt oversized sweaters? likes and reblogs are always appreciated <33

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₊˚⊹⋆🍁⋆⊹ Day 10: Mine all mine - Nishimura Riki

(synopsis) 🍂 carving pumpkins with your boyfriend but you’re both very silly ₊⊹

nishimura riki x fem!reader 🍂fluff, crack 🍂 petnames, kisses 🍂 mentions of knives 🍂 ni-ki and reader are so silly 🍂 wc 344

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“ahh ki!!! you’re getting pumpkin guts everywhere!!” you screamed, trying to avoid the mess your boyfriend was making.

the two of you had decided that since it was now “spooky month”, you needed to carve pumpkins.

so here you were now, with two pumpkins on the table, being gutted very violently by riki.

“i told you! i’m a pro, do not fear m’lady!!” he laughed, still slicing open the pumpkins.

when he had fully cleaned out the pumpkins, you prepared the carving knives so you two could make all sorts of funky designs.

“hmm whatcha gonna make little love?” he asks, already mischievously planning his own pumpkin.

“it’s a surprise!” you giggled, turning your pumpkin away from him in a childish manner.

the two of you sat in a comfortable silence with soft music in the background.

you and riki were very focused on making this pumpkin the best thing ever.

“ta da!!” you cheer, showing off your cute new pumpkin with a little duck face carved into it.

“is that supposed to be me?” riki jokes, knowing how much you liked comparing him with a cute baby duck.

“maybe..yah! now show me yours!” you laugh, expecting something totally riki.

and oh was it…unique….

“i know, it’s beautiful,” he smirked. it was a very accurate representation of his jay hyung…the roblox man face….

“is that jay oppa?!?” you laugh, clutching onto your stomach.

the two of you both agreed not to tell jay or else he would probably chase the poor kids all around korea.

“wait! let me get the candles so we can light them up!” rushing out of your chair, you quickly run into the kitchen where you had set the candles on the counter.

“here you go ki,” you said, handing him a candle.

you both lit your candles and then closed the top of your pumpkins to fully enjoy the effect.

“i’d say we did well,” riki smiled, planting a kiss on your head.

“very,” you hummed, snuggling into riki’s side.

“happy spooky month little love,”

“happy spooky month ki.”

happy fall!! i thought this would be a fun and cute little drabble for riki. hope you enjoyed! if you did, please make sure to like and reblog! i appreciate all your support <3

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• All I can do is try - 西村 力 ↳ ┊: one more last time - henry young, ashley alisha

꒰ 𝔖𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴 ꒱┆you were the school’s sunshine while your boyfriend was the school’s cold, grump ⨾

۶ৎ grumpy!ni-ki x fem sunshine!reader┆flufff┆petnames, kissing, ynki making you feel single┆wc 778

⤷ 𝐲𝐞𝐣𝐢’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: guys…i want a boyfriend 😭😭😭 but anyway, thank you to the anon who requested! + fb is always appreciated

꒰ঌ ℬℴℴ𝓀𝓈𝒽ℯ𝓁𝒻 ໒꒱

nobody expected this. the school’s sunshine who always had her chin held high and her grades just as high, and the school’s delinquent—the one who caused all the trouble and was never seen in a classroom during class time.

it shouldn’t have worked, but it did. you made him a better person—softer around the edges.

the way he would throw everything away just to be with you, the way he would actually smile and laugh when you cracked jokes, it was all so…wholesome. and nishimura riki was not ever associated with that word.

as you walked down the hallways, your classmates waved to you, smiling as they greeted you. they admired you, the way you carried yourself with all that confidence and the way you were so sweet to anyone without a thought. not to mention, your perfect grades.

your stroll was cut short when someone tugged your backpack back, causing your feet to slip and lose balance.

you fell back, expecting to hit the floor, but you never did. instead, you fell against a sturdy figure, their arms securing around you, effectively catching you.

you whip you head up to see the cause of your fall and your greeted with the smirk of none other than nishimura riki—your boyfriend.

“kiki!! i could’ve fallen!” you scold, straightening yourself out and brushing off your skirt.

“but you didn’t,” he shrugs, a smirk tugging at his lips. “besides, i was there to catch you, wasn’t i little love?” and for a moment, you forgot you were surrounded by your schoolmates in a hallway.

“whatever,” you flush, grabbing his hand and pulling him to class. “c’mon, we’re gonna be late.”

“love, class starts in 10 minutes,” riki says calmly, getting dragged to a class he only attends to stare at you.

“exactly! we’re late,” you huff, weaving through the crowds with your 6 foot boyfriend.

when you arrive at your classroom, you’re the first ones there.

“see?? no one’s even in here! can we go home? pleaseee? i’ll give you as many cuddles as you want, i just wanna go home,” riki pouts, despite knowing you would never skip school.

“we can do that after school, kiki. i can’t leave,” you smile sympathetically, aware that your boyfriend would rather be anywhere but that classroom.

he groans but slumps down in the seat next to you, resting his head on your arm as he sulks. he would never let anyone catch him sulking except for you. you were his safe zone.

by the end of class, riki was fully asleep and completely unaware of anything that was going on around him.

you were chatting with some friends when he stirred, grumbling something about wanting to go home again.

“sorry guys, i’m gonna head out now,” you politely excused yourself, packing up your bag while riki was already up and out of his chair.

the end of the day was always riki’s favorite part because it meant that you were all his now and that he could take you home and cuddle you forever and ever. of course nobody else knew that besides you because it would ruin his “bad boy reputation” and people would start to know hems actually a huge softie.

so here you were, wrapped in one of his giant sweatshirts and his arms were wrapped around your waist, holding you close. his face was nuzzled into your neck and he occasionally pressed soft kisses against it.

“tell me something interesting,” he whispers, just wanting to listen to your pretty voice.

“hmmm something interesting?” you pause to think. “did you know i love you with all of my heart? i’m so in love with you it’s crazy. sometimes i wonder how i ended up do lucky with you.” you say. anyone could tell from your voice that you were so in love. it was obvious.

riki lets out a small chuckle, sending shivers through your body.

“little love, god—you’re so smart and pretty and funny and kind and if anything, i should be the one saying how lucky i am. you’re someone who’s so pure and i definitely don’t deserve you,” riki smiles, peeking out from the crook of your neck.

“maybe it’s fate then,” you giggle. “maybe the stars drew us together.”

“well then i’m so glad they chose you to be with me because i can’t see myself anywhere else but with you,” riki sighs contently.

he kisses your jaw and your lips before snuggling back into your side.

and these were the moments you treasured most. the moments where the expectations couldn’t get to you and it was just you, riki, and the burning love you shared.

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yearner heeseung who is begging you to give him permission to touch you, to ruin you, to fuck you senseless till he’s the one in control and you’re crying underneath him with pleasure <3

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Eboni Hogan’s embroidery 2020(IG: the_wreckshop)

Nottoway Plantation in White Castle, Louisiana 2025

Art imitates life- Life imitates art.

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The bright little eyes, so lovely 😭❤‍🩹

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homesick

synposis: heeseung misses you!

wc;293

three knocks on your door, and then a fourth soft one, you didn’t even need to check the peephole—you knew that knock, the little rhythm he always did with his knuckles. three quick taps, then a pause, then a soft one more. you opened the door.

heeseung stood there with his hoodie halfway over his head, a duffel bag hanging off his shoulder, and that boyish pout on his face.

“hi baby” he mumbled, stepping forward and wrapping his arms tightly around your waist. “missed you… i felt homesick.”

you blinked, surprised. “huh??”

he mumbled into your shoulder. “you, yn. this is home.”

you rolled your eyes but your heart fluttered like crazy. “you’re so dramatic, hee”

you let him inside, and he kicked off his shoes with a sigh, immediately making a beeline for your bed.

you followed immediately, “did you eat?” you asked leaning against the wall, watching him

“yes, yn” he mumbled, his voice muffled by the sheets. “i just wanted to be with you tonight…”

the softness in his tone made you pause. he wasn’t annoying you like usual or trying to act cute

he sounded tired. the kind of tired that didn’t come from lectures or work. the kind that built up in your chest when the world got too loud and too heavy.

you walked over and sat beside him, rubbing his back in slow circles, “rough day?”, you asked softly

he didn’t answer right away, just turned his head and looked up at you. “can i just… stay here? not talk about anything for a bit? just you and me?”

you nodded, his fingers found yours, lacing together tightly like he needed to make sure you were real.

for the first time all day, he smiled.

ju: yoo first enhypen posstttt n happy mothers day to everyones mom :3

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just in case..!

a sunghoon x reader fic where he tries hiding his feelings (and ultimately fails lmaoa)

word count: idk..

genre: fluff - no suggestive themes

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the first time park sunghoon held your hand, it wasn’t romantic.

it was because you were sprinting down the hall after school, backpacks bouncing, sneakers skidding against the too-waxed floors as you tried to outrun detention. you’d both been caught sneaking out of gym to avoid running laps — sunghoon faked a stomach ache, you pretended to console him, and coach lee was definitely not buying it.

“left, left—!” you gasped, tugging his arm.

he turned too hard and slammed into the wall.

“i said left!” you hissed.

“that was my left!” he argued, breathless, cheeks flushed from running and laughing and maybe something else in between.

you ended up in the art wing, crouching behind a stack of forgotten canvases, trying to catch your breath and not laugh too loud.

and that’s when he grabbed your hand.

“just in case,” he whispered, eyes sparkling. “in case we have to run again.”

it wasn’t romantic. not then.

but you remembered the warmth of it. how his fingers fit so easily between yours. how he didn’t let go even after you were sure the coast was clear.

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you and sunghoon had been best friends since your first year. the kind of friendship built on shared earbuds, last-minute cramming, late-night calls just to “check what the homework was” (even though neither of you actually did it).

somewhere along the way, people started assuming you were a thing.

“are you and sunghoon dating?” someone asked during study hall once.

you didn’t even look up. “no.”

sunghoon, two seats down, looked up just long enough to say, “she’s not my type.”

you laughed. shrugged it off. but later, alone in your room, you thought about those words longer than you meant to.

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the second time sunghoon held your hand, it was on purpose.

you were in his room, lying on your backs on his bed, shoulder to shoulder, sharing one pair of earbuds. his playlist — quiet guitar riffs and warm vocals — played between you, and his fingers tapped along to the rhythm against the comforter.

you were talking about nothing. and everything. college. the future. how weird it would be to not see each other every day.

he said, “i think i’ll miss this.”

you turned to look at him. “what’s ‘this’?”

he didn’t answer. just reached over, slowly, and laced his fingers through yours.

he held your hand like it meant something.

like you meant something.

you didn’t pull away.

you didn’t ask if he still thought you weren’t his type.

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after that, sunghoon started acting weird.

still walked you to class. still teased you about your iced americano addiction. still sent you cursed tiktoks at 2am.

but he’d freeze when you brushed his arm. turn red when you looked at him too long. stare at your lips when he thought you weren’t paying attention.

you noticed. of course you did.

so you confronted him.

behind the gym, your usual hideout. you kicked at the gravel and said, “are you mad at me or something?”

his eyes widened. “what? no.”

“then why are you being weird?”

“i’m not weird.”

“you’re literally blushing.”

he looked away. mumbled, “i’m not.”

you crossed your arms. waited.

and then he said it. soft. like it was fragile.

“i think i might like you.”

you blinked, brain short circuiting. “oh.”

“like... more than just friends,” he added, and held his breath waiting for you to say something, anything.

you stepped closer. reached for his hand. linked your fingers, not saying anything.

and strangely, that was enough.

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after that, things didn’t exactly change. but they did.

sunghoon still made fun of you for crying at movies. still showed up to your house unannounced, usually with snacks. still had bad handwriting and a tendency to fall asleep in class.

but he also kissed your forehead when you got nervous before a test. held your hand under the lunch table. walked you home with his pinky linked to yours, grinning like an idiot every time.

and you? you let him.

because the truth is, you’d probably liked him since the first time he tripped into that wall and took your hand like it was instinct.

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ENHYPEN <EN-LOG> AirDDrop "HEESEUNG"

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Hello love!!! I'm here to request an enhypen imagine where Reader and Jake are roommates and they've had feelings for each other for a while and Jake gets jealous so he confess to reader in the heat of a moment. Idc if it's fluff or angsty. Take your time, looking forward to your works♥️♥️♥️

Hello hello! My first non-Yandere req! We’ll see how good I am at this, but this sounds so cute ;_;

And They Were Roommates! - Sim Jaeyun

No TW, just fluff :))

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You and Jake came into this living situation by happenstance. In your junior year of college, the college decided it wanted to raise dorm living prices. They gave some bullshit reason for it, something about raising money for a new building or something, but everyone knew it was just greed. As consequence, you couldn’t afford it any more. So you needed an apartment, but the problem just so happened to be that paying for an apartment of your own accord was also not very viable. Cue looking for a roommate.

As it turns out, other students who were similarly out of housing ended up making a forum for roommate requests. You filtered through them, looking for someone you could work with. Nope, nope, nope, they rejected you, rejected again, and then someone finally said yes.

Sim Jaeyun, apparently. Jake, as he told you to call him through text. You didn’t really know what to expect with Jake, and to be honest you were a bit nervous. He had a major in the science department, had a dog back home, and… that was about all you knew. His Instagram, currently private, didn’t offer any help either. So as you knocked on the door, you were pretty pleasantly surprised to have an attractive face grinning back at you.

If anyone asked, no you did not instantly fall head over heels for his wide smile and crinkled eyes. Not at all.

No, that came later, when you realized exactly how sweet Jake was. Within the first day, he’d proven himself to you on a surface level. He’d helped you move in, asked tons of questions to get to know you, and even asked if you had allergies he needed to worry about. You told him accordingly, and he set out to make everything as welcoming as possible. And it really didn’t look like he was trying to impress either, more like it was just in his nature to be accommodating.

From there, you really got to know him. Jake was excitable, always finding something to be positive over or something interesting he wanted to share with you. He’d bound up to you as you rested on the couch, showing you some cute tik tok, but all you could focus on was the gleam in his eye and his cute little habit of vibrating around when he was pleased. Like his body was just so full of joy it had nowhere else to go.

Jake was also dependable. When you had issues with your projects, even if he didn’t understand it he was always quick to offer help. If you needed groceries you forgot? He was happy to keep you company. If you cried over some event in your life? He didn’t force his hugs on you, but he certainly opened his arms wide for you.

Really, as your five month room-iversary crept up all of a sudden, you realized you couldn’t really imagine life without the male. You also realized that you couldn’t stop your heart from thumping seventy miles an hour whenever he ran up on you at campus, casually throwing an arm around your shoulder and grinning that grin that had him sticking his tongue out just slightly. You’d roll your eyes, slapping at his arm and telling him some teasing joke, but really you just felt so warm in his presence.

It seemed like everyone knew how you felt about Jake but Jake. Your friends teased you about him, asking where ‘puppy-boy’ was when he wasn’t attached at your hip. Your parents constantly asked when you two would be getting together over the phone. Your professors, even, assumed the two of you were together when Jake took the time to drop off your bag because you’d rushed out the door.

But Jake never seemed to act any different from the first day you met. He was always friendly, always cuddly, always happy to be by anyone’s side… truthfully, you felt no different from anyone else. It was just through living condition that you happened to interact with him more than others, that was all.

That feeling crushed you, even if you pretended everything was alright. How awkward would it be if you let it get to you, right? If he found out you liked him and he didn’t like you back? You two were living together, after all.

So that’s why you went on a date. You had to get over this stupid crush. You downloaded a dating app, swiped right on a couple of people who looked like they probably didn’t kill their dates, and set a time and place. You put on your nicest, yet most casual clothes, fixed your hair, made sure you looked as attractive without looking like you tried as possible. It must have worked, because Jake did a slight double take when you entered the living room. He whistled, grinning and giving you a thumbs up. The attention might have usually made your stomach flutter, but with the circumstance of going on a date it just made you feel worse.

“Going to an interview?” Jake asked, lowering the volume on the television for a moment. You avoided his eyes and shrugged on a coat

“Mm, no. A date.” There was a small pause, a silence that went on just slightly too long. Your brows furrowed and you glanced Jake’s way as he began to talk again.

“Oh! A date. With who?” Jake was still smiling, sure, but for once his smile pulled strangely at the edges. His eyes weren’t crinkling.

“Um, just some guy… Tinder, you know…” You awkwardly chuckled, waving your phone slightly.

“Cool…” The silence felt oppressive. And yet you two just kept staring at each other. Jake finally cleared his throat and motioned at your hair. “Uh, you got something there…” His voice was just a tad too quiet, unlike him. You brushed your hand through it to try and fix it, but he shook his head. He bit his lip, looking awkward, and stood up.

“Here, let me? It’s just right- yeah, right here-” Your heart beat just a little faster as he approached, and even faster as he corded few fingers through your hair. He pulled out a stray string to show you, and looked for a moment for somewhere to throw it away before just clutching it in his fist and shifting from foot to foot awkwardly.

“Thanks.” You managed. You checked your phone. There was a text from your date. Apparently they were outside. You looked back up to see Jake also staring at your phone. “I gotta go then-“

“Don’t go.” Jake said at the exact same time. Another stretch of silence, your eyes meeting. Jake’s were wide, lips pressed thin, a displeased yet desperate shine in his gaze.

“What?”

“Don’t go on the date.” Then, a flicker of nervousness darted over his expression. “U-Um, you don’t know this guy, right? Dating apps aren’t the safest.” He trailed off, as if unsure. You studied him for a moment, feeling just as unsure.

“I mean, I guess, but I already agreed. I can’t just stand him up.” You really, really wanted to though. Even still, you took a step back, and then Jake was gingerly grabbing your wrist.

“Look just- just don’t go on some dumb date that doesn’t even matter to you. Ok?” This time his voice was firmer, a note of something I couldn’t decipher underneath it. Your eyes drifted between his and the fingers around your wrist.

“Why?” You stared at him expectantly, hoping for something, anything in return. Jake swallowed thickly.

“You deserve better than that.” He said the words cautiously. Then his eyes flickered to your lips and you finally, finally, knew what was really up. Hope swelled in your chest.

“Like you?” You asked just as cautiously. Jake’s brows lifted in surprise. A tentative, shaky smile appeared.

“Maybe.” The words were a little shy, and you felt like you could hug the male to death, overwhelmed with joy. Instead, you settled on sending a quick text to your date and finally leaning in to kiss Jake. You both smiled into it, the feeling of his lips against yours nearly euphoric, and Jake wrapped his arms securely around you like he had many times before. He pulled back and pressed his forehead to yours with a goofy smile. “Did anyone ever tell you you’re the best roommate ever?”

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