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devilbythemoon · 1 month

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improvisation - c.yj

pairing: choi yeonjun x gn reader | genre / tropes: fluff, a little bit angsty?, fake dating, university au, friends to ???, open / ambiguous ending | word count: 725 | warnings: food mentions

part of my 300 followers event!

prompt - UNCERTAIN: while pretending/acting/undercover, the sender says “i love you” to the receiver, but whether they meant it or not is left unknown. (requested by @mazeinthemoon - maybe jjuni who’s normally very shy about his feelings and then when undercover he uses it as the opportunity to say how much he loves reader? :( )

author's notes: hi moon!! thank you thank you from the bottom of my heart for being one of my earliest and biggest supporters, it truly means a lot ♥ i love shy!jjunie and i love the fake dating trope a lot so i'm glad i got to write them both for this prompt! i hope you enjoy!

“so yeonjun, how did you win our little bear over?”

“mom,” you groan, “don’t call me that in front of him…”

yeonjun glances at you with a giggle. “why not?” he says, his teasing smile making your heart beat a little faster. “it’s cute and it suits you.”

your mother grins at him and nods; your father looks up from the chicken he’s eating to raise his eyebrows in approval. at least his impromptu comment is having the intended effect, you think. yeonjun is playing the role of the perfect boyfriend as if he were born for it.

“anyway,” he says, leaning forward across the tiny table in your dorm, “we met in class…”

the story that you and yeonjun tell your parents is mostly true, with a few embellishments that you practiced the day before. the two of you did meet in class, and the two of you did end up being partners for a major project there. you did end up becoming his study buddy after he failed a test, and he did become your lunch buddy after he saw you eating alone.

but yeonjun talks about how cute you looked on the first day of class, or how warm you sounded when you comforted him after his failure — details he insisted on adding during your rehearsal, and you’re absolutely sure he made them up for dramatic effect. no way in hell would choi yeonjun, resident campus crush, think that someone like you looks cute.

when you call him a sweetheart for offering to sit with you at lunch after your ex-best friend ended your friendship, you know it to be true. but yeonjun calling you cute and warm? no, that can’t possibly be based on reality…

“i asked y/n to date me here in this dorm, actually,” yeonjun continues, his voice soft. “i ordered dinner for them, got all their favorite foods, played their favorite songs… and i said i love them.” he turns to you now, taking your hand in his and kissing it. “and i still do… i love you, baby.”

you freeze. this isn’t what you rehearsed.

but with your mother letting out an aww at your story and your father smiling, you can’t break the illusion. you intertwine your fingers with his and close your eyes, trying to calm the frenzied beating of your heart. why is he going off-script? what does this mean?

“i… i love you too, jjun…” you stammer. your hands are clammy and your face is hot. to your parents, you look like a blushing, lovesick mess.

at least you haven’t blown your cover.

一

the dinner is a success; you’ve managed to convince your parents that you’re happily dating yeonjun and not “languishing alone away from home,” as your mother feared. you should have felt contented washing the dishes while yeonjun dries them and puts them away. everything is going according to plan 一 right?

and yet your mind lingers on the one moment when your friend veered off-script. the soft “i love you,” the feeling of soft lips on your palm. surely yeonjun was merely improvising, convincing your parents of your heart-fluttering romance. but why did it make your heart flutter for real?

“your parents are nice,” yeonjun says as he dries the dishes you washed. “i see why you wanna impress them so much.”

his thoughts interrupt your from your reverie. you were thinking about his improvisation again.

“yeah.” you help him put the dishes away. “they’re a little crazy, but… they’re good to me.”

the question starts to rise in your mind and you feel your cheeks start to burn. all you need to do is ask him: “by the way, where’d that ‘i love you’ come from?” but your throat goes dry every time you try. yeonjun himself never brings it up. silence hangs between you; he looks up at you from staring at the dishcloth in his hands but he immediately turns away, his ears turning pink.

when the dishes are done, he manages to meet your gaze. his voice nearly cracks when he speaks.

“uh... s-see you with your mom again next week?”

“y-yeah... and practice what we’ll say the day before?”

“yeah, of course.”

you’re in such a daze that he’s out the door before you even know it, but he stops to look at you one last time.

“good night, y/n.”

“good night, yeonjun.”

and just like that, you’re left alone to your thoughts.

#omg the way my heart hurts #JUST TELL THEM U LOVE THEM JJUNI SHAVWHSHWKSNSKWKSME #i love this so so much :( thank you for writing it!!!#again congrats on the milestone u deserve it hehe #yeonjun <33

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devilbythemoon · 2 months

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Pairing: taehyun x beomgyu

Synopsis: taehyun is madly in love with his straight best friend, beomgyu. so in love he starts coughing up flower petals and blood, poppy flower petals to be precise, gyu's favourite. taehyun knew beomgyu could never reciprocate his feelings and so he has to choose— choose between surgery, and forever losing all his love for beomgyu, or, the inevitable, death.

Genre: hanahaki, angst

Warnings: mcd, mentions of blood,

do let me know if I missed any!

wordcount: 539

Taehyun's heart fluttered erratically as he watched Beomgyu laugh, his eyes crinkling at the corners, his smile lighting up the room. Taehyun's fingers itched to reach out and trace the contours of Beomgyu's face, to feel the warmth of his skin beneath his touch. But he knew better. Beomgyu was his best friend, and nothing more. No matter how deeply Taehyun's heart ached for him.

As weeks turned into months, Taehyun's feelings for Beomgyu only grew stronger, more consuming. He found himself daydreaming about their future together, about confessing his love and hearing Beomgyu say those three precious words in return. But reality always came crashing down, reminding him of the impossible: Beomgyu was straight.

One evening, as they sat side by side on Beomgyu's couch, watching a movie, Taehyun felt a sharp pain in his chest. At first, he dismissed it as heartburn, but when he coughed into his hand, he saw bright red petals mixed with blood. Panic surged through him as he realized what was happening.

Hanahaki.

He'd heard of it before, a rare condition that afflicted those with unrequited love. And now, he was its latest victim. Tears welled up in Taehyun's eyes as he struggled to hide his coughing fit from Beomgyu. He couldn't let him see. Couldn't let him know.

But as the days passed, Taehyun's condition only worsened. He coughed up petals with increasing frequency, each one a painful reminder of his unrequited love. Poppy petals. Beomgyu's favorite flower.

Desperate for a cure, Taehyun turned to the internet, scouring forums and medical websites for answers. But the treatments were grim: surgery to remove the flowers and erase his memories of Beomgyu, or a slow, agonizing death as the flowers choked the life out of him.

Taehyun couldn't bear the thought of forgetting Beomgyu, of losing the memories they'd shared together. But he also couldn't bear the thought of leaving this world knowing that Beomgyu would never love him back.

Night after night, Taehyun lay awake in bed, grappling with his impossible choice. He couldn't bring himself to tell Beomgyu the truth, couldn't burden him with the knowledge of what his love had wrought. So he suffered in silence, his heart breaking a little more with each passing day.

One evening, as Taehyun lay on his deathbed, surrounded by wilted poppies, Beomgyu sat beside him, holding his hand. "I'm sorry, Taehyun," he whispered, tears streaming down his face. "I never knew. I never realized how much you loved me."

Taehyun managed a weak smile, reaching up to brush away Beomgyu's tears. "It's okay," he said hoarsely. "I never expected you to love me back. Just having you as my friend was enough."

Beomgyu squeezed Taehyun's hand tightly, his shoulders shaking with sobs. "I wish I could have been more for you," he said brokenly.

But Taehyun shook his head, his vision blurring with tears. "You were everything," he whispered. And with those final words, he closed his eyes, his hand going limp in Beomgyu's grasp.

As Beomgyu wept over Taehyun's lifeless body, he vowed to never forget the love they shared, even if it was only ever one-sided.

And somewhere, in a field of blooming poppies, Taehyun's spirit soared free, finally at peace.

note: this is a short version/drabble of a story I've had on my wip for a while :D hope you liked it!!

thank you for reading, have a lovely day ♡

hanahaki art by gesso912 on twt!

divider by @cold--carnage

#okay i know i said i wasnt gonna read memberxmember anymore but its deco D:#THIS IS SO GOOD THOUGH????#just the whole concept is so so heart wrentching :(#other <33

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devilbythemoon · 2 months

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IM SO SORRY I FOLLOW SO MANY BLOGS I FORGET WHO WRITES WHAT IM SO SO SO SO SORRY😭😭🙏🙏but luckily I’m the biggest hopeless romantic in the world😛 I was wondering if you could write jun teaching the reader how to ice skate? I saw a clip of smthn like that on TikTok and it was so cute😭 but again I’m so so sorry I didn’t realize this was an only sfw blog😭 I didn’t mean to try and step over any boundaries and I still love your work no matter what!! ANYWAY TAHTS ALL I HOPE YOURE DOING AMAZING!!!!

aww it's okay no worries!! and yeah there are lots of lovely writing blogs out there, it's okay to get confused <3

ice skating with jjunie... OH THAT'S SO CUTE 🥺 i imagine him being a pro figure skater for this hehe

when you ask him to teach you how to skate his whole face lights up and his eyes sparkle, he's so excited to share his passion with you! he won't stop giggling and talking as he drives you to the rink where he practices. on the drive you feel your heart racing and you aren't sure if it's from excitement or nervousness -- on one hand, yeonjun's giddiness is infectious and you've wanted to try this for such a long time, on the other hand you're afraid that you'll be terrible at it and test his patience.

you have nothing to worry about though because he's just overjoyed to be able to skate with you anyway. he teaches you the basics first: to balance yourself, to march on the ice, to do short glides and stop, and how to fall safely. every time you manage to glide or march a bit, yeonjun looks at you with a soft smile, eyes shining from how willing you are to learn and try things out. "that's it, baby! you've got this," he says as you manage to skate on your own for a short distance.

he always handles you gently when he corrects your form, careful not to push you off balance by accident. he'll use his hands to position your shoulders or back to the right posture, his touch soft yet firm, explaining how to keep yourself balanced and safe. "careful, love, i don't want you to get hurt."

when yeonjun teaches you how to fall properly you're nervous, but he stands close by with his arms out so that he can catch you if you fall the wrong way. it reassures you, and when you manage to fall and then get up safely he skates towards you, the biggest smile on his face, then takes your face in his hands. "see? you did it!" he squeezes your cheeks and you both laugh.

once you've gotten the hang of it the two of you just skate around the rink holding hands, and the cold of the rink is nothing against the warmth that you feel. yeonjun's heart flutters when you lean on him for support when your balance is shaky, and already he's planning another skating day with you when his schedule allows it <3

#TJIS IS SO CUTENJ WANNA CRY 🥺😭#just inagining jjuni in all those ice skater fits and how you calm him down before a competition 🥺#need more need more eeeeek #yeonjun <33

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devilbythemoon · 3 months

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moony is this theme new? literally just brought tears to my eyes im so jealous

i just saw this but no >< this rb side blog has always had this layout hehe :> im glad u like it though!

#asks <33

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devilbythemoon · 3 months

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any chubby reader n jjuni fluff thoughts in ur head atm? 🥺

oh moony moon moon...you know im always thinkin about this.

cw. chubby!reader, fluff.

just thinking about chubby!reader laying on her tummy while she plays her switch with him resting between ur cute chubby buttcheeks.

hugs from behind while his hands give u a tummy rub. kisses ur shoulder and whispers cute things in ur ear.

him tracing the stretch marks on ur thighs absentmindedly, just loves those little things about ur body, stretch marks, moles, other lil quirks. just absolutely loves all of them.

him rubbin lotion all over ur legs!! idk why this particular thought has been rly driving me crazy recently, but jiggling ur thighs playfully while he rubs it in. maybe squeezing them a lil harsher just to make you blush a lil more :}

tucking his hand between ur crossed legs while ur at the movie theatre, in the car, sitting anywhere really. ur just soso warm and it warms his chilly lil hands up <3

#I LOVE THIS WHAT THE TUCKCKCKCKCKD #yeonjun <33

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devilbythemoon · 3 months

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woke up this morning thinking abt fox spirit yeonjun and oh yes i have no idea where this idea will go but i like it

#NO BRCAUSE WHY IS THIS SUCH A CUTE IDEA #I NEEEED MOREBSHSGWHSBJABSKS #bhj at it again w the amazing jjuni thoughrs #ughhhh this one’s gonna stay in my brain for a bit #yeonjun <33

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devilbythemoon · 3 months

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──★ ˙ ̟ ₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎ girl dad yeonjun headcanons .ᐟ

warnings: sfw, parent!au, dad!yeonjun, mentions of fem!reader and mom!reader, just self-indulgent tooth rotting fluff ⋆⑅˚₊

a/n: wanted to drop some fluff so here you go... this is a repost from my old blog! originally requested by @https-yeonjun ♡

-> yeonjun always wanted to have a daughter. he’s always wanted a family and whenever he’d envision that family he’d always seen himself having a daughter. or two.

-> he decided from the moment you told him that you were pregnant that the baby was a girl. it didn’t matter how often you chastised him for it, he just knew it.

-> and of course he was right, which he was very smug about.

-> not really. he ugly cried when she was born

-> calls you and his daughter “his girls”; the two most important women in his life :’(

-> he sings to her all of the time :( sung to her when she was still in your belly, sings her to sleep, hums gentle melodies when he’s holding her tight

-> she drops everything to run and greet him when he comes home every day, and yeonjun’s always quick to scoop her up n spin her around

-> she gives him makeovers all of the time! puts pretty bows n barrettes in his hair, puts play makeup all over his face,,, he’s always covered in glitter no matter how hard he tries to wash it off lol

-> he would genuinely enjoy tea parties with his daughter, would go out of his way to make sure they were perfect and complete with everything she could want

-> makes breakfast before either of you are up, loves surprising his girls :(

-> your daughter has terrible spoiled princess syndrome and it’s all yeonjun’s fault!! he’s the most unstrict dad ever. she completely walks all over him lmao

-> he just can’t say no to her!! he’ll get whatever his princess wants, no matter how much it hurts his wallet

-> and she pouts the exact same way he does!! all sad puppy eyes n duck lips omg she’s impossible to reprimand

-> hed be such an affectionate dad T^T constantly wants to hold n cuddle her, give her all of his time and attention, tell her how much he adores her!!

-> she’s his princess and she KNOWS IT!!!

-> soooo supportive in anything his daughter wishes to do! he’d be her biggest cheerleader <3 in the crowd at the school play making sure he’s cheering louder than all of the other dads

-> he’d lose his mind if anything ever happened to her

-> even if it was just her classmates saying mean things, he’d raise absolute hell

-> he’d completely freak out if she gets hurt, even if it’s a little fall or a scrape. immediately runs to coddle her and soothe her cries. she def plays up the waterworks so he gets her ice cream, and he knows this but is too smitten to care

-> he just can’t stand to see her cry :( would do absolutely anything in his power to make her tears stop no matter what

-> i have to stop before i melt oh my god

#jjuni just melting for his daughter 🥹#the way he would treat her so well that her expectations of others is high (in a good way bc she wont take shit from anyone)#ughhhhhh the way he would just hype her up for every little thing #new clothes? ‘SLAY!!’#good grades? ‘that’s my girl’#getting first place in anything? ‘you were already first in my heart princess <3’#THIS MAN WOULD LOVE HIS DAUGHTER SO HARD AND IM SO HERE FOR IT #SO SO CUTE :(#jjuni will forever be hc as a girl dad #and all these girl dad hcs are making me even more delulu #yeonjun <33

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devilbythemoon · 3 months

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guys remember when i freaked out about professor!yeonjun lmaooooooooo we back

cw. professor!yeonjun x adult!student!reader, pining, fluff!!! no smut. but still minors don’t talk to me or interact sorrryyy <3

professor!yeonjun who’s so hot but so dorky. teaches something rly mundane like…i dunno…chemistry or something lmao. he’s extended his office hours for you bc you’re particularly interested in the topic. and he just gets so excited talking about it. smiling at you while he pushes his glasses up >< and then yall suddenly find yourself in this tense eye contact. he clears his throat and “well, i think, uh…it’s getting late, we should probably go.” and you leave flustered, not even able to remember why you went to his office hours in the first place.

professor!yeonjun who noticed that you didn’t attend class the next day. you were too nervous. so he sends you a message (like he does with all his students!) asking if you’re okay. reminding you of his office hours the next day in case you needed to pick up some notes.

professor!yeonjun who’s eyes brighten when you knock on the door, standing to greet you, almost stumbling over something bc he’s so flustered. “hi!” “hi professor choi…sorry i missed class—“ and he just makes sure everything’s ok and you’re getting overwhelmed with the coursework. “nono- i’m okay. i, uh, it was just a headache.” “i’m glad you’re feeling better.” and it’s that intense eye contact again. “…you’re probably here for notes, hm?” “oh! yeah yeah. that’d be great.”

professor!yeonjun whose ears turn red. every. time. you make eye contact with him. and you definitely pick up on it. but having a crush on a professor is silly, no? he’s never been creepy or pushy in any way. you can just tell he has a lil teeny crush on you too. so you start getting a little brave. leaving smiley faces next to your name at the top of your scantrons. it takes him a while, but he eventually reciprocates. drawing a smiley face next to your score with his red pen.

professor!yeonjun who’s bummed during finals. will he ever see you again? he’s gonna miss you popping into his office to ask questions so you can watch him rant about his favorite topic. he’s gonna miss your lil giggles at his dumb jokes in class. no one else laughs at them. but when you go to turn in your final scantron, he’s so happy to see a post it stuck to it, looking up at you with bright eyes. but oh no, there’s another student. he better hide it real quick even though he hasn’t had the chance to read it yet. and you scurry off quickly, smirking to yourself.

professor!yeonjun who’s grading them back in his office, already forgotten about the post it. so when he sees it again, his heart races. since youre not my professor anymore :) 555-345-6789. and he’s so so flustered. but doesn’t rush into it. waits until grades are posted. you’ve almost lost hope. but then one day-

hi! this is yeonjun (professor choi lol). was wondering if you wanted to get coffee or something?

and he hits send, throws his phone, and runs away ehehehe.

#IM GONNA SCREAM THIS IS SO JJUNI SUSHWJSBSJZHWHSJS #the whole oushing up his glasses and being such a dork is on par #and the ending 😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺 prof jjuni <33 #yeonjun <33

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devilbythemoon · 4 months

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THIS IS SO DUHRENSBWHAGWJAKsowhsn

re: most recent prince jjuni thought

okay okay but imagine the other way around 0.0 you being known for being cold and arrogant at times but then he gets paired with you and he’s so so scared because what if the rumors are true?? tries his best to make the BEST first impression but ends up tripping and falling over and he’s so so embarrassed :( but then you laugh.. a genuine laugh, not a cold-hearted, mean, bully-laugh, but one that makes his heart pump and his eyes sparkle with joy

MOON THIS IS ACTUALLY SO SWEET there are real tears in my eyes 🥹

he practices his etiquette and poise weeks before his first meeting with you - he's heard all the rumors and he's terrified, but if he can't get out of this arranged marriage then he'll try to make the most of it. then when he meets you for the first time to make your engagement official, all that practice flies out the window when he trips and falls while trying to bow and be respectful. he's so scared that he can't even get up to look at you, he can only imagine the disappointed frown or the cruel smirk on your face--

but then you laugh, not a mean laugh but a real one, and his heart stops not from fear but from something else entirely.

you crouch down and offer your hand to help him get up. you smile at him, not the cruel smirk he imagined but a real warm smile -- "are you alright, your majesty?"

and in that moment a millon butterflies erupt in his stomach.

#bhj serving as usual #ughhh i love ur prince jjuni thoughts sm #yeonjun <33

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devilbythemoon · 4 months

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some thoughts on a secret relationship with celebrity!yeonjun x non-celebrity!reader

(angst and fluff, gn!reader, implied mention of stalking but only hypothetical - nothing actually happens)

the most out-in-the-open he's ever been with you was when the two of you first met by chance. since then your dates have been hidden away, mundane, unromantic even: holding hands under the blinking fluorescent lights of the fire exits in his company building, or eating takeout food inside his car parked in a dingy alleyway with the car's tinted windows rolled all the way up. in between bites of your sandwich you laugh at a corny joke he just told you and his eyes light up at the sound.

he wishes that he could romance you the way you deserve: afternoon strolls through parks, dinners at cozy restaurants, trips to the beach. the sound of your laughter would not be contained to his car but be heard by everyone, and he'd laugh and smile openly too. but his company has invested too much in his image and he knows they would not take it well if their resident heartthrob were revealed to be in a relationship. and he fears, too, what the worst of his fans could do to you if they found out.

so he makes up for it by showering you with as much affection as he can during your brief moments together. when he holds your hand he intertwines his fingers with yours, squeezing gently, always lifting your hand to his lips for a quick kiss before he lets go. under the harsh lights of the fire exit he holds you close, arms secure around your waist and your head fitting into the crook of his neck, so that he can feel your warmth. during conversations in his car he listens to you talk about your day and your mundane job, hanging on to every word and to the sound of your voice - but he can't resist teasing you and throwing in a cheesy pun or two just to hear your sweet laugh.

and on days when you get to sleep over - rare days when the stars have aligned and everyone else is away - he always wakes at the first rays of sunrise with you in his arms as soon as you begin to stir. you have to sneak back to your place before it gets too bright. no matter how careful you are not to disturb his sleep, his eyes always flutter open to take in the sight of you. your heart aches as you brush his hair away from his face to leave a lingering kiss.

and always he holds on to you for a little longer so he can kiss you once more, savoring the feeling of your lips. he whispers "i love you" into your ear before he lets you go. you whisper "i love you too" back with a peck on his cheek before you shuffle out of his bed.

he hopes that one day he'll be able to say it out loud instead of having to whisper it.

#im crying this is so cute and seee #*sweet #javshwshisbssn #yeonjun <33

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devilbythemoon · 4 months

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⌕ "bsf!yj texts" in which yeonjun can't stop texting yn

PAIRS ▸ bsf!yeonjun x reader GENRE ▸ socmed one-shot, fluff, mutual pining / idiots in love WARNINGS ▸ suggestive jokes

AUTHOR'S NOTE — the last one is based off of personal experiences 😞

TAGLIST[perm]: @junoswrlld send an ask/dm to be added

#texts 2+3 i think are backwards btw #this is so cute 🥺#jjuni 🥺#wild kratts eeeeek #yeonjun <33

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devilbythemoon · 5 months

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prince!yeonjun who sneaks into the kitchen while you’re alone (and the coast is clear ofc) and snakes his arms around you burying his face into your neck.

prince!yeonjun who had to BEG YOU to consider him to be yours after months of secretly being friends. he has the biggest smile on his face when you agree and turns around and silently scream to celebrate before lifting you off your feet.

prince!yeonjun who wants to cuddle with you, but your scared of getting caught so you always refuse with a heavy heart:(( until one day the king and queen are away making deals with other kingdoms and the guards are somewhere else, so yeonjun takes this opportunity to snatch you away at nine o’clock at night, right after dinner, for your guy’s first cuddling sesh:3

prince!yeonjun who relishes in your scent and the feeling of holding you this close in such a comforting environment. he falls asleep with you scratching his scalp and him rambling on about the deals he’s had to make that month, and when he’s deep in dreamland you carefully sneak out because you’re still scared of losing your job (it was a hard decision obviously) :((

and prince!yeonjun who wakes up well rested, when he suddenly remembers that he had YOU in his arms last time he checked, and you’re now replaced by a stupid pillow. he walks down for breakfast and makes a detour to the kitchen where you prepare the food by yourself today. you feel arms around you and your tummy fills with butterflies still not used to the feeling.

prince!yeonjun complaining in your ear with a pout and questions of ‘why didn’t you stay?’ and ‘did you sleep better without me?’ you reassure him and tell him you were just scared, still facing the stove. yeonjun leaves many smooches on your cheeks before telling you he understand and not to worry:))

giiiiirl I got way too carried away I had to stop myself 💀

#MEY #QUE ES ESTO #WHAT THE FUCK #NOW I WANT A PRINCE JJUNI EVEN MORE #yeonjun <33

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devilbythemoon · 5 months

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bsf skz when they find out you're actually sick in bed

hyung line x gn reader

...🐺(방찬) bang chan!!

...🐰(리노) lee know!!

...🐷🐰 (창빈) changbin!!

...🥟 (현진) hyunjin!!

reader calls hyunjin bae but in like joking bsf way yknoe

#…changbins being green im dead #skz <33

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devilbythemoon · 5 months

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🥺 can u maybe perhaps write how txt would cuddle their partner? if you do, sending thanks ahead of time 💗

Yeonjun - You know that one cuddling position where you face the other person? I think he'd do that! He must see your beautiful face at all times!!! Will definitely leave a bunch of kisses all over your face until you fall asleep too c:

Soobin - Hugs you from behind. Soobin's is like a gentle giant? I feel like he'd just engulf you when cuddling so you'd feel super warm and cozy!

Beomgyu - Definitely the types of cuddler to entangle every one of his body parts with yours. Like his arms wrapped around your waist, his legs entangled with your legs, etc. I think he'd like his hair to be played with as well while he falls asleep ^^

Taehyun - Hmmmm, maybe similar to Soobin? Except his face his nuzzled into the back of your neck while her whispers sweet nothing's to you.

Hueningkai - He would wrap both of you up in the biggest warmest blanket he can find and bury you in a mountain of plushies!

#BEOMGYUS OMG #crying cryi g crying #tubatu <33

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devilbythemoon · 5 months

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soobi kissing u on the cheek and giving u a dimply smile while telling u he loves you

im weeeaaaakkkk

soob leans in, his lips gently brushing against ur cheek in the most tender way. then, he looks at u with those mesmerizing eyes, and his dimples appear as his lips curl into the sweetest smile and he softly whispers, "I love you," making ur heart skip a beat. it's like time stands still, and all that matters is the love u share.

oh and cuddling with soob jandjffnfjd. just imagine snuggling up against him, feeling his warmth and the beat of his heart. melting into his arms as he wraps them around you, his presence would be so calming and soothing. he would make you feel safe and cherished, with every cuddle filled with love and affection. it would be the perfect way to unwind.

and don’t get me started on him cuddling into you isndbfrnoaksmd. soob curling up in your arms seeking comfort and warmth. holding him gently, cradling him close to your chest, feeling the rise and fall of his breath. what a beautiful display of trust and vulnerability as he finds solace in your embrace. stroking his hair softly, whispering sweet words of reassurance, making him feel safe and loved.

#this made me feel things #🥺#soobin <33

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devilbythemoon · 5 months

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Genre: angst, and a happy ending of course

Word Count: 1,870

Warnings: I don't really think there are any, but do let me know if you think there are

Summary: a rediscovery of Beomgyu's old love letters serves as a heartbreaking reminder of your past, compelling you to confront him one last time.

a/n: the thing that he does that causes him to leave isn't described because unforgivable things are different for everyone (I also thought not saying it directly would build the anticipation and tension), so when reading you can imagine what it is that he did

** Italics mean flashback

In the heart of Seoul, South Korea, amidst the bustling city lights, there exists a quaint little café frequented by locals. The tables are crowded with young people enjoying pastries and coffee and screaming into their cell phones. Amid the chatter and bustle, in a corner away from the windows, a young pensive boy sips his routine cup of coffee and leafs through a bunch of letters he never sent—a familiar melancholy clouding his eyes. Each letter is neatly folded with sequential writing on it. There are holed-out hearts slashed across every page. They're all addressed to (Y/N). Beomgyu sighed and stared at the letters in front of him, feeling the weight of his heartache. He had written each letter intending to send them to her, pouring his heart out into them. But he knew deep down that they would never reach her and that she probably never wanted them to.

Through a window that framed another bustling city, under the foggy, light polluted New York City skies, a young girl sat transfixed at her desk, facing a romance novel but not reading it. Instead, she was thumbing through an old collection of letters addressed from her former flame who lived far away. As she passed each letter over to read the next one, loneliness consumed the room and the air around her felt suffocating. She then recalled the last time she heard his voice.

"Come back, Beomgyu. Come back to me, please," (Y/N)’s voice echoed through his phone one day, somewhat pleading, somewhat challenging, as if throwing a gauntlet at his feet.

"But, (Y/N)," Beomgyu’s voice broke, "You know I can't—"

That’s all it took for her to hang up, frustration replacing her initial uncertainty. She paced around her room, her heart racing with the sound of Beomgyu's voice still ringing in her ears. She knew that he couldn't come back to her, not now, probably not ever.

(Y/N) clutched Beomgyu’s letters in her hand, feeling the paper give way under her fingers. She stared at them as the plane hummed and the cabin filled up with excited chatter. It was hard to believe it had been a year since she had heard his voice on the phone. Her heart throbbed a mix of anticipation and dread: Anticipation that she would find him alive and well, dread that she would find out he was more of an empty shell of a person than she was.

She fingered one particular letter on top of the pile of twenty or so, tracing the puncture marks from where she had jabbed herself with a pen while reading. “I love you, (Y/N),” is how he signed them all, and her heart soared even as she felt foolish for believing him. She tapped her forehead against the airplane window tiredly before settling back into her seat. She landed in Seoul after a long 15 hour flight and checked into a hotel. She had no idea how to confront Beomgyu, so she decided to wait it out for a few days. Everywhere she went, it seemed like the city was calling to her with its memories of past love and warmth. She felt as though every corner of the city held an old story of when they were together here in Seoul, and she wondered if these stories echoed in Beomgyu’s mind as well.

One evening, as he sat in the same café where he always went to escape from the world, he noticed a familiar figure walking down the street. It was (Y/N), her hair blowing softly in the breeze, and her eyes scanning the street as if searching for someone.

Beomgyu quickly got up and pushed his way through the door, making sure his eyes weren’t deceiving him. His silhouette cut through the crisp midnight air and (Y/N) took a deep breath as she stepped closer, her hands trembling around his letters.

"Beomgyu..." Her voice quavered, desperation seeping through in waves. His silence was deafening in the frozen winter night, making the words feel heavier on her tongue. "These letters... do they mean anything to you?" She asked him, not wanting to waste any time.

Beomgyu remained solemn as he met her gaze, his eyes filled with shame and regret that pierced the fragile armor around her heart. (Y/N) could feel a chill run down her spine as she was overwhelmed by his remorse.

"Do you still love me?" She dared to ask, despite everything.

Beomgyu's voice was softer than the snowflakes falling around them, "More than you can imagine," He answered immediately.

Tears pooled in her eyes as memories of the old hurt resurfaced. She felt so small, so foolish for believing in his hollow assurances of love. Beomgyu, the one who made her heart soar and plunge, the one who claimed to adore her— yet was also the one to destroy her belief in happily ever after.

“I’m sorry.” he began.

But words no longer held any meaning to her. She turned away from him, clutching the letters close to her heart. His love and empty promises were etched into them, filled with sweet words and claims that he would never leave.

She turned back to face him, her eyes pleading, searching his face for any sort of answer that she feared he couldn't provide with words.

"Why did you leave me, Beomgyu? You promised you wouldn’t," Her voice cracked, her heart breaking anew at the thought of him walking away from her for a second time.

Beomgyu's eyes softened as he reached out to take her hand, she flinched at his touch.

"It was never my intention to leave you, (Y/N). Circumstances outside of my control forced me to go, but I never stopped loving you. I wrote these letters to remind you of that," he said and pulled out a whole new stack of letters.

(Y/N) drew her hand away gently, shaking her head in disbelief.

"But you never sent them," she whispered sadly.

"All those words of love and apology, and you couldn't send them to me?"

Beomgyu hung his head, feeling the weight of his cowardice.

"I was scared," he admitted.

(Y/N) felt a tug at her heartstrings as the words spilled out of his mouth. She was both relieved and anxious - relief that he had been afraid too, it wasn’t just her this time, but fear that things would still be different than she wanted them to be. People seemed to always leave in the end, leading her to believe that there was something wrong with her, like she had some sort of special power that pushed people away. It took many years for (Y/N) to realize that not everything was her fault and that she should save her love for people who truly deserved it.

She met Beomgyu during her journey of self-love, the boy captivating her heart before either of them realized just how much they would mean to each other. He showed up in her life right when she needed someone like him. He was gentle and caring, the type of person who remembered every little detail about those close to him. He was the anchor that grounded her when things got too chaotic and she couldn’t focus on anything else. She was the one to reassure him when he had any doubts and encouraged him to be true to himself always. Every time they were together, it felt like coming home - like there was no other place safer than in each other’s embrace.

They had shared many beautiful moments together, writing love letters to each other as a way to stamp the feelings they had in time (and because they were both hopeless romantics). (Y/N) felt like she found her person, the boy of her dreams, the one who truly loved and appreciated her. She gave him a piece of her heart that he promised to treasure forever. Beomgyu felt like he found the one, someone who loved and appreciated all of him. Someone who wasn’t just with him for his looks. Someone he pictured forever with. But then life got complicated and Beomgyu had to make the hardest decision of his life, one which would tear them apart all because of how he chose to handle it.

"I know I don't deserve it, but I'm begging you, (Y/N), please give me another chance," he pleaded breaking the silence, his eyes almost desperate.

“You’re my person."

(Y/N) looked at him, her heart heavy with emotion. She wanted to scream, to lash out at him for hurting her so deeply, but she couldn't find the words. Instead she closed her eyes, taking a deep breath as she tried to make sense of everything that had happened between them. She remembered the countless nights spent crying herself to sleep, the unanswered calls and messages, the desperate pleas for him to come back. It was a wound that refused to heal, no matter how much time had passed.

Beomgyu watched her silently, his heart racing with anticipation and fear. He knew that this was his last chance, that if he messed this up, he would lose her forever. He dug his fingers into his pockets, trying to find the right words to say. The silence between them was deafening, the snowflakes falling around them like a shroud of white noise.

"I'm not asking you to forget everything that happened between us," he said softly, unable to bear your silence.

"I know that what I did was unforgivable, that I hurt you in ways that words can't describe. But I'm begging you to give me a chance to make things right, to prove to you that I'm still the same person you fell in love with."

(Y/N) remained silent for a moment, contemplating his words. She looked at him, seeing the sincerity in his eyes. A part of her wanted to take a chance on him again. But the other part of her was afraid, afraid of getting hurt again. She sighed, finally admitting to herself that she was still very much in love with him and that she always will be, because to her, he was the embodiment of love. He was her dream come to life and everything she could ever ask for in a person. Being apart from him hurt more than what he did.

"Okay," she finally said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Beomgyu's eyes widened in disbelief, his heart racing with hope.

"Okay?" he repeated, just to make sure he heard correctly.

He couldn't believe it, she was giving him another chance. He stepped forward, his hand outstretched, hoping that she would take it.

"Thank you," he said, his voice trembling with emotion.

(Y/N) looked at his hand and then back at him, her heart pounding in her chest. She hesitated for a moment before finally taking his hand in hers. Their fingers intertwined and it felt like the most natural thing in the world, every line on their palms lining up with each other, and her hand fitting perfectly in his.

Life was not the fairytale they pictured, but they still got their happily ever after.

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a/n: Are we surprised that I’ve written yet another Beomgyu fic? Thank you for reading nonetheless! This was my first attempt at writing any sort of angst so comments and reblogs are appreciated ♡

#this was beautiful.#the wordbuilding #the angst #the happy ending #fhe letters omg the letters #all of this was so so SO good #it had me on my toes #:( i love this so much #im such a fan of story telling and writing fics like theyre fairy tales or a story book #and this encapsulates it perfectly #beomgyu <33

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