Read All The Way Through Before Requesting Please~

My disappointment is immeasurable and my day is ruined 😭🥺

Is cauliflower allowed? 👉👈

If its showered in gasoline and thrown in fire then yes

Jongho could break me like an apple and I would tell him Thanxx

^^

be kind. be ridiculously, radically, endlessly kind. be a part of someone’s good day. send nice thoughts, send positive vibes, send support and love and well wishes. be kind. so often we wish for tomorrow to be a good day when we are at our lowest. some sort of sign that it gets better. be a part of that better day for someone. the world does not magically decide that it will be softer on you today, tomorrow, the next day. and sometimes it starts with a message from someone else, maybe a little bit of inner strength to pull yourself up and take a shower, maybe a bit of sunlight makes the day better. but it’s these small things, these soft things that make a day better. so be kind. don’t ever think about being anything other than kind. be a part of someone’s good day because you don’t know how desperate they might be for it. 

The Blossom Festival~

ꕥPosted: 7/8/20

ꕥGenre: Fluff, Crack

ꕥPairing: GenderNeutral!Reader x Yunho

ꕥWord Count: Enough

ꕥWarnings: Language

“It’s too damn hot for this,” Hongjoong said, wiping sweat off his forehead.

“Well what do you want me to do about it, Hongjoong?” San retorted.

“Well some shade would be nice, to start.”

Yunho, Hongjoong, San, and I made the terribly unfortunate decision to attend a festival in July...in the middle of a heat wave. To be fair, we were bored as hell and barely had time to go out anymore with our busy schedules.

Hongjoong continued, “It’s literally 92 degrees outside. This is disgusting.”

“Your mom’s disgusting.”

“Watch your mouth, San, or I’m gonna smack you to next week.”

“Ha. I’m sure you would if you could reach me.”

“Alright, that’s enough testosterone out of the both of you,” I wiped my sweat-filled hair out of my eyes and continued, “let’s try and enjoy this, okay?”

“Y/n you literally look like wet dog.”

I closed my eyes and feigned annoyance, “San I don’t have the time or patience to deal with you right now.”

I looked up at Yunho and saw him smiling. Even though he hadn’t said a word I could see the playfulness in his eyes. He didn’t look back at me but clearly saw me looking and squeezed my hand in acknowledgment.

Yunho finally spoke up, “How about some blossom ice cream? It’s a tradition of y/n’s and mine to get some every year.”

I nodded my head in agreement, remembering all the cute memories we made here since we started dating. I then looked to gauge San and Hongjoong’s reactions. San seemed to be on board but Hongjoong had a different opinion.

“What the hell is that? Is it made with legit blossoms or something?”

“No, dumbass. It’s pink sherbet.”

“Then why on earth is it called blossom ice cream, y/n?”

“Dude,” Yunho interjected, “This celebration is literally called The Blossom Festival.”

“Oh. Uh...sure then.”

“...dumbass.”

-

We walked along the busy street, watching people pass. Little children chased one another holding pink stuffed animals while others played carnival games. Young teenagers could be spotted kissing under blossom trees. Elderly were often found sitting on benches under the shade, reminiscing and telling stories of when they were young. There was a place for everyone here, I think that’s partly why I liked it so much.

“This certainly is a busy place, especially considering the weather,” Hongjoong said as he fanned his face with his hand, clearly regretting wearing all black.

“It’s so obvious that you’ve never been here before. People will come here in over 100 degree weather just to celebrate and play games.”

“Yunho, that’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard.”

“I mean it’s 92 right now, and look at all the people still here,” Yunho motioned all around us.

“Touché.”

-

After what felt like forever, we reached one of the booths selling blossom ice cream. Surprisingly, there wasn’t that long of a line.

“This better be worth it, Yunho.”

“It will be, San. Trust me.”

Standing in line for 15 minutes doesn’t sound like much, but when the heat is steadily climbing it feels like you’re the wicked witch and someone just threw a bucket of water at you. Luckily, the line was under shade.

Finally, when we got the ice cream, it was just as good as I remember. Just like-

“OH MY GOD THIS IS THE BEST ICE CREAM I’VE EVER HAD IN MY FUCKING LIFE.”

“San you need to calm your ass down, there are children,” Hongjoong said while we all laughed at San’s reaction, “It is super good though.” He added.

Surprisingly, we were silent for a while, simply enjoying our ice cream until San spotted a certain carnival game.

“HONGJOONG THEY HAVE THAT ONE GAME WHERE YOU THROW THE NEEDLE THINGS AT THE BALLOONS AND THEY POP! WE GOTTA GO!!”

San turned to Hongjoong and shook his shoulders, yelling at him a bit too loud, “WE COULD WIN A GOLDFISH!”

Before Hongjoong could get a word in, San ran off in the direction of the booth.

Hongjoong put a hand on his face and sighed, “Alright I’ll take the child. You two lovebirds have fun.”

Yunho and I looked at each other. Both of us had smiles on our faces as we raised our ice creams.

“Geonbae!” We cheered and continued to eat our ice cream.

“You know y/n, I’ve been thinking.”

“Have you been doing so safely? That’s a dangerous game, babe.”

He rolled his eyes, “I meant our three year anniversary is coming up and I want to do something special.”

“Oh yeah?” I raised my eyebrows, “What did you have in mind?”

“Honesty, whatever you want, honey.”

Yunho kissed me gently, then pulled back only for me to place my hand on his cheek and pull him back to my lips.

“You’re pretty cute, you know that?”

I blushed, making Yunho smile. He kissed both of my pink cheeks and whispered to me, “I don’t care what we do. I’m with you and that’s all I care about.”

No one:

My ass and my praise kink:

I’m posting my Mingi fic (which is gonna be hella fluff for his return) by the end of today and then in a day or so I’m going to post a supernatural imagine with Jongho! I’ve never written supernatural stuff before so hopefully it’s good! I don’t wanna give away too much so that’s all I’ll say about it 😂😅

More power to everyone who has a kink for being degraded but I don’t know how you do it because one time I got called a slut and a wh*re in high school and I went home and cried for two hours

My Dear~

ꕥPosted: 8/12/20

ꕥGenre: Fluff

ꕥPairing: GenderNeutral Reader! x Wooyoung

ꕥWord Count: 440

ꕥWarnings: None

ꕥA/N: I know it’s short but it’s so adorable and I still love it. Hope you all enjoy it :))

I lazily ran my hands through my boyfriend’s soft, fluffy hair. He was sleeping soundly, snoring a little. We were lying on my bed facing each other, his arm wrapped around my waist. It was times like this that it really struck me how lucky I was to get to love him, and to have him love me back. I smiled as he unconsciously nuzzled my neck.

“Y/n...” Wooyoung mumbled in his sleep. I felt my heart go soft. His voice wasn’t sexual, but rather whiny, making me hold him closer.

I placed a finger on the bridge of his nose, tracing it softly. Wooyoung twitched in his sleep, making me giggle. I couldn’t help but admire the man in front of me. He was astonishing. The most handsome man I had ever seen, easily.

Listening to his even breaths, I soon began to lull myself off to sleep. Wooyoung being on my mind even as I drifted off.

-

Gradually, I opened my eyes. I saw Wooyoung’s dark orbs looking back at me, a cute expression on his face. The sunlight shining through the window was coloring his face, giving his sun-kissed skin a glow. He looked like an angel.

“Hello, my dear. Sleep well?” He pulled me closer against his chest.

“I did. You?”

Wooyoung smiled and kissed my cheek. “I slept fantastic.”

A moment of comfortable silence fell between us as we took the moment to admire one another.

“So what’s the plan today, y/n?”

“Well, I, for one, think it would be a wonderful idea if we spent all day in bed together.”

My boyfriend nodded in agreement as he yawned, covering his mouth with a hand.

“That is a wonderful idea. Possibly your best one yet.”

“Why thank you, good sir.”

And so that’s exactly how we spent the day. Giving each other tired kisses in between naps, watching Netflix, and cuddling.

These days were few and far between given his busy schedule, but it made me appreciate them more. I could tell he felt the same.

As the day came to an end, I pouted. I wasn’t ready for the weekend to be over so soon. I didn’t want to let him go.

He noticed my reaction and smiled, knowing what I was thinking.

“This won’t be the last time we do this, you know. I’ll even make sure to spend the night next weekend.”

“Really? You mean that?”

“Of course! I love you. I can’t have you feeling lonely now can I? Gotta take care of my baby.”

I hid my head in the crook of his neck, slightly embarrassed. “I love you, too.”

Cold Ice & Warm Hearts~

ꕥPosted: 12/24/20

ꕥGenre: College!au, Christmas Imagine, Fluff

ꕥPairing: FemReader! x Jongho

ꕥWord Count: 1.8k

ꕥWarnings: None

ꕥA/N: I’ve been watching a shit ton of ice skating videos lately so this is the result lol

Ice skating was my favorite part of the holiday season without a doubt. I was always able to skate more around December since I had a month off from college, which was fantastic. Not to mention that more people would skate than usual, meaning the more people I could teach to skate, feeling pride swell in my chest as I saw them improve.

I was recently gifted a pair of beautiful white ice skates by one of my friends as an early Christmas present. Although the holiday was right around the corner, she said she just couldn’t wait to give them to me, knowing how much I needed new skates.

“You’re completely wearing out your old ones,” She told me, “These will treat you much better.”

Although I very much loved my old pair, I had to admit she had a point. The laces were tearing and the soles were wearing down, making it very difficult to skate without having to stop and adjust them every few seconds.

Tonight I was walking to the outdoor skating rink only a few blocks from my apartment. I lived in a relatively busy city so I expected many people to be there, but I never minded that. It made me happy to see so many enjoying it.

As I walked with my ice skates, my mind wandered. It had been a few months since I last skated and I had been dying to get back. I was slightly nervous; however. I always was if I hadn’t skated in a while. Part of me worried that I would fall as often as I did when I began or forget how to skate all together.

I sat on the benches next to the rink to put my skates on when a deep, attractive laugh caught my attention. I turned my head to the right of the rink, observing the young man it came from. He was about average height and had one of the most endearing smiles I had ever seen. His dark brown hair swayed in the wind as he slightly picked up speed. His long, tan jacket looked warm and for a brief moment I had to refrain myself from thinking about how it would feel to cuddle up next to him.

He was surrounded by four other men, some obviously more skilled than others, but he, himself, wasn’t bad at all. He could skate relatively well and I wondered if he grew up skating like I did. Or maybe he was a natural talent?

His build was strong. I could tell that even with the several layers he was wearing. He certainly wasn’t hard on the eyes, to say the least.

One of the men near him stumbled and fell, the others laughing while the man wearing the tan jacket helped him up, a slight smile on his face but still expressing concern.

He seems kind.

I shook myself from my thoughts and tied the soft white laces of my skates. There were more people on the rink than I expected and it made me smile. Maybe some would find passion in it like I did.

I stepped out on the ice and made several strides, feeling silly for being nervous before. Ice skating was so ingrained in me that I had no reason to be. I moved to the rhythm of the Christmas music playing overhead and felt the world fading away. My worries, fears, stressors—all of it—melted from me as I made laps around the rink, occasionally adding a spin or two.

I was only slightly aware of the people looking in my direction and the gasps in awe being directed towards me. Because honestly, it didn’t matter. I never cared much for the compliments. Sure they were nice, but I skated for myself. To improve myself, not to impress others. Although, perhaps tonight I had a  motive to impress a certain man. Only perhaps.

I slowed down to look at the sky above me. The lights surrounding the rink only a slight distraction from the twinkling stars.

How gorgeous.

Smiling to myself I leisurely spun around, eyes still locked on the sky. I didn’t need to constantly look at the ice to keep my balance. It took some practice, but it became second nature to keep my balance no matter where I was looking.

“Miss?”

The slight disappointment I had from being interrupted only lasted for a few seconds until I saw the man I had been admiring in front of me. I blinked a few times, his handsome features up close catching me off guard.

“Yes?”

“I hope you don’t mind me asking, but where did you learn to skate like that?”

A wide smile spread across my face at his question, “I grew up skating. I practiced nearly every weekend.”

He nodded, “That’s impressive. Think you could teach me?”

“Teach you what exactly? You seem to have a good grasp on skating already.”

He chuckled and looked down, confidence faltering for only a moment, his gummy smile emerging, “Okay if I’m being honest, that was my best attempt to ask if you’d like to skate with me.”

I raised a brow and looked over to his friends who were giggling in our direction until they were caught off guard by my gaze, quickly averting their eyes.

“Do your friends have anything to do with this?”

“I mean, I suppose a little. I wanted to approach you so they encouraged me. It wasn’t a dare or anything like that if you were wondering.”

“That’s cute of them.” I cocked my head for a moment, “I don’t mind, but are you sure you can keep up? I can’t promise I’ll slow down for you.”

“I can certainly try.”

I nodded and skated off, not waiting for him to join by my side, but knowing he would, and he eventually did.

“So,” I began, “May I have your name?”

“That would probably be useful information, yes.” He laughed, “I’m Jongho. What’s yours?”

I introduced myself and he nodded, a slight smile still on his face.

“You’re really attractive, you know that?”

He flushed, “Wow. Are you always this blunt?”

“Usually,” I shrugged.

“I admire that. I am too, most of the time.”

“Yeah?” I skated slightly ahead of him, turning around and skating backwards, still facing him, “You give off the vibe that you would be.”

His eyes became playful, “What other vibes do I give off?”

“Hmm. You look strong, so maybe you work in construction? Or some other profession that requires physical strength,” I raised my hand to my chin, “Also, I feel like you play an instrument. Maybe you sing? Either way I think you’re musically inclined.”

“You’re wrong with the profession. I’m a college student but I’m on a dance team so it requires strength. Plus I just like working out. You were right about the singing, though. It’s a hobby of mine.”

Jongho once again smiled, but it quickly disappeared and his eyes widened. He reached out towards me grabbing my arms and pulling me close.

“What are you-”

A little girl skated past us at a fast speed, right where I had been before.

My heart was racing, almost to the point of not being able to form words, but I had to thank him, “Oh my gosh thank you.”

“Hey it’s no problem.”

I noticed how close we were, my hands placed on his chest with his arms locked on my back. All at once I felt as if my breath had been taken from me as I looked into his dark eyes. I felt myself being drawn to him, unknowingly leaning in closer.

And then he let me go, skating away from me, “Are you gonna catch up?”

I brought my hands to my cheeks, feeling their heat before shaking it off and skating next to him.

Jongho looked in my direction when I reached his side, “Your cheeks are awfully pink, darling. Are you feeling cold?”

His cocky voice and the pet name caught me off guard and I looked anywhere but him, trying to avoid eye contact.

“Oh don’t get shy now. What happened to the blunt and confident girl I met earlier?”

“She’s blushing right now. And feeling nervous because she thought you were going to kiss her.”

He titled his head, “Did she want that happen?”

“She might have...” I bit my bottom lip and nodded, “She did.”

“Well you’ve gotta take me out to dinner first.” He laughed, “But, I might make an exception for you. On one condition.”

“Which is?”

I noticed he stopped skating and I stopped as well, curious as to what he might want.

“I want to go on a date with you.”

I narrowed my eyes, “You aren’t a player, are you?”

“No, not at all!” Jongho raised his hands in defense, “I just think you’re really beautiful and I’d like to get to know you better.”

I giggled at the compliment, feeling shy, “In that case, I agree to all terms and conditions.”

“Come here, then.”

I skated slightly closer to him, placing my hands on his warm cheeks as I felt his hands rest on my hips.

“I haven’t kissed anyone in a hot minute.” I confessed.

“That makes two of us,” Were his last words as he placed his lips on mine. His lips felt so warm and inviting and only until that moment did I realize how badly I had wanted to kiss him. I pulled him closer to me and kissed him harder, leaving me breathless. Too soon we pulled apart, eyes finding the other’s.

Jongho’s gummy smile appeared and I felt my heart skip. The cheer of several men brought me back to my surroundings.

“Yeah,” Jongho rubbed his neck, looking in their direction, “They’re a bit crazy but you get used to them.”

“I’d like to.”

His eyes warmed and he took my by the hand, “So when are you free? I know a great restaurant that just opened up a week ago. We’ll have to hurry though, Christmas is right around the corner and I’m sure we won’t be able to get in for the next few days.”

“Oh yeah? How about this Friday?”

“Perfect.”

“What’s your favorite flower?”

I furrowed my brows, “Why?”

“Well if you think that I’m going to show up at your place without bringing you flowers, you’re sadly mistaken.”

I bit my lip again and looked down at the ice, “I tend to like peonys.”

“Noted.”

We exchanged numbers and said goodbye far too early for my liking, but his friends began to complain about being hungry, and he caved.

Watching Jongho walk away I decided to head back home. Originally I planned on skating for a while after, but I couldn't seem to concentrate with all the butterflies in my stomach.

Not even halfway back to my apartment I received a text from Jongho, making me smile. 

‘Don’t forget our date!’ He wrote.

‘I’ll be looking forward to it :)’

The butterflies in my stomach returned. Feeling childish with these new emotions, I skipped the rest of the way home with a smile on my face. All but holding my breath for the next time I would see him.

Have a great day

Thank you! I hope you have a wonderful day too 🥺🥺