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junkissed · 2 years

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twilight nights

member — bf!minghao x gn reader genre — fluff word count — 1.1k warnings — lots of kissing, maaybe suggestive if you squint with a microscope, just soft cute fall boyfriend minghao c: notes — for @caratober prompt day 9 - twilight — lowercase intended, reader is (kind of) implied to be shorter than hao. btw hi @myungho ;)

one reblog = one leaf in your hair

"wanna go for a walk?"

you look up from your book, eyes following minghao as he crosses the room to sit in his favorite chair by the couch.

“why?” you ask, sliding your bookmark in between the pages and shutting it, giving him your full attention.

he leans his head back against the backrest of the chair. “just for fun,” he says, gently rocking the chair back and forth. “it’s nice outside tonight.”

it’s your day off, so you’ve been relaxing inside all day. but getting fresh air can never hurt, and neither can spending more time with minghao.

you nod. “sure.”

you set your book on the side table and sit up, stretching your arms above your head with a yawn. minghao can’t help but smile fondly as he watches you.

“let me go change and grab my coat first,” you say, uncrossing your legs to stand. though comfortable, your pajama set is probably not the best attire to go out walking in late at night.

“take your time,” he calls as you head to your bedroom to find some sweats.

streetlights begin to flicker on at the twilight hour, their soft yellow glow illuminating the sidewalk as you stroll down the familiar path. the evening light is just beginning to fade, deep shades of blue and purple and orange streaked across the sky as if painted on with a paintbrush.

you feel a tug on your hand, and you turn around, realizing minghao’s stopped.

“wait, i wanna take a picture,” he says, letting go of your hand to pull his phone out of his pocket.

without the warmth of his hand in yours, you start to feel the effects of the falling autumn temperatures. you shiver, shoving your hands into your jacket pocket while he angles his camera towards the sky, snapping picture after picture.

finally he puts his phone away, reaching out for your hand again. you grab it eagerly, bringing his arm close to your cheek and holding him tight, warming your hands with his.

he giggles, pulling you in. “you look cold, baby.”

“mhm,” you pout. you wrap your arms around his slim waist, threading your hands behind his back underneath his coat, and he does the same, cuddling you into his chest.

you notice the way his wire glasses perch on his nose, the thin chain dangling from the sides as he looks down at you. the way his eyes squeeze up like they do when he’s happy. the way his cheeks have a cute rosy blush; whether from the chill in the air or something else, you may never know.

the two of you must've stood like that for a long time, but it only felt like seconds had passed, surrounded by his warm embrace. he finally releases one arm around you, his hand trailing up to the top of your head. you try to follow his movements with your eyes, furrowing your brow in confusion. you feel his delicate fingers run through your hair, and you have to fight the urge to close your eyes and sigh at how wonderful and relaxing the feeling is.

finally he brings his hand back down, a leaf pinched between his fingers. "there was a leaf in your hair," he explains shyly.

your cheeks flush as he lets the leaf flutter to the ground, landing in a pile with other leaves in pretty reds and oranges.

"thanks," you say with a soft smile.

he takes your hand in his again and squeezes. “ready to go?”

you nod, letting him lead you back down the sidewalk as the sky continues to darken.

you shed your coat and shoes at the door and move back to your spot on the couch, sinking into the plush seat with a sigh. minghao moves across the room to flip on the fireplace before following you to the couch, setting his glasses on the side table and cuddling up next to you.

his hand grazes your thigh, and you turn your head to study him, admiring the way he seems to shine even under the dim light.

his lips look so soft, you can’t resist reaching over to brush your thumb across them. confusion tinges his features for a moment, but he smiles, letting you trace your fingers gently along the curve of his lips in admiration of his beauty.

you lean over to touch your mouth to his, ever so softly. you feel him smile against your lips as he presses his body against you, one hand lightly cupping your jaw to pull you closer and kiss you deeper. his other hand moves up to caress the back of your neck, gently massaging his delicate fingers into your skin.

his touch is feather light and his kiss even lighter, ghosting over your skin as if he can’t believe you’re real and in his arms right now. the taste of his chapstick is sweet on his lips, a new seasonal one he bought recently, the fragrant smell of cinnamon spice filling your nose.

his lips leave yours for a split second, leaning forward to rest his forehead against yours. “i love you,” he whispers before diving back in with fervor. the fireplace crackles and hums quietly in the background, throwing soft ambient shadows across the walls as minghao continues, his kisses warm and breathless.

his words send your heart fluttering as you begin threading your fingers through his soft hair. no longer outside in the cold, you don’t have an excuse for why your face heats up so much.

you pull away, hands still tangled in his hair, leaning back to take a breath. his eyes follow your movements, concern painting his features at your sudden pause, but you lean forward to kiss the tip of his nose. his nose is still cold from the evening air, despite the heat radiating from the fireplace, and you give it another peck, warming him up with your lips.

you giggle at the playful scowl on his face. “i love you, too,” you murmur finally.

the smile on his face when you tell him those words could warm your heart even on the coldest of fall nights.

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junranghae · 2 years

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yes i did that, and you would do it too for a check

caratober day 2: cowboys

#caratober #svtcreations #svtedit #svtdaily #svt #seventeen #noa.gifs #noa.post #seungkwan #boo seungkwan #dailykwan #i think i'm so funny for this btw #fighting for my life with this low quality video #fun fact top right of the first gif is literally a popup ad i had to blur

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rockmymansae · 7 months

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Caratober Day 2: Fire S.Coups

#caratober #s.coups #scoups #seungcheol #svt #mine

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rumue · 2 years

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-like/reblog ☑, do not repost!-

#heyginkgo #annietrack #heyryen #siyuantag #dokyelvblr #caratober #seventeen #svt #jeonghan #yoon jeonghan #svtcreations #svtdaily #still a bts blog but i'm gonna post svt art every now and then 🤷‍♀️#i just love svt too much #happy jeonghan day~#happy spook month #and now i disappear again because jimin's bday is next week #gotta get started 😔#rumue

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caratober · 7 months

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Caratober 2023 Prompts: *CORRECTED VERSION*

As an anon very kindly pointed out, the original graphic was missing a prompt for October 28th! Since information about Seventeen's October comeback was just posted today, we have taking the opportunity to change the prompt of October 23 (comeback day) to be "Seventeenth Heaven" (the title of the new mini album!) and pushed the prompts of the 24th, 25th, 26th, and 27th back one day.

We apologize for the mistake and humbly request that you reblog this version of the prompts going forward! The rest of this post will contain the same information as the original post.

We would like to thank everyone who took the time to fill out our survey this year, your feedback was greatly appreciated!

As in previous years, the project is run by @sebongdotcom and @rockmymansae. The rules and guidelines stay the same. If you have any questions please contact us!

Tag #caratober within your first five tags and we will reblog it onto the caratober blog. Alternatively submit a link to the original post using submit or ask feature to get your post onto this blog

NSFW material will be allowed as long as it’s kept under a read more and warnings are added. If its visually NSFW it will be up to our discretion whether to reblog it onto the blog or not

You can take any interpretation of the prompt (within reason I hope). For instance if you take “fall” to mean the season or the act of falling

If a prompt has passed and you missed it, feel free to just participate! When we reblog to the caratober blog we’ll just change the date of it!

The credit for the whole idea goes to the og creator @joshuahong ofc

Please see a written version of the prompts under read more if it is hard to see in the post above.

1. Literary Figures

2. Fire

3. Jeonghan’s Birthday

4. Barbie

5. Greek Mythology

6. Forest

7. Birds of Prey

8. Witches and Wizards

9. Clown

10. Ocean

11. If the World Ends Tomorrow

12. Domino

13. Mad Scientists

14. Dust

15. Psycho

16. Haunted House

17. Free Space

18. Dream and Nightmare

19. Girl Group Concept Switch

20. Dungeons and Dragons

21. Limbo

22. Knights

23. Seventeenth Heaven

24. Fairytales

25. Dragon Ball

26. Angel and Devil

27. Steampunk

28. Amusement Park

29. Royals

30. Swamp Creatures

31. Halloween

#caratober #seventeen #svt #svtcreations #svtgfx #kpop

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savventeen · 2 years

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carmen cygni

latin, meaning 'swan song' a metaphorical phrase for a final gesture, effort, or performance given just before death or retirement

pairing: seungcheol x gn!reader rating: M wc: 1.7k prompt: @caratober day 20 - zombie summary: while out searching for supplies, you get bit trying to escape a small hoard of zombies. seungcheol is forced to do the unthinkable. warnings: angst, seriously so much angst, all hurt no comfort, major character death (you), blood, guns, mercy killing, mentions of suicide, brief suicidal ideation tags: zombie au, seriously this is just pain guys i'm warning you, non-linear narrative, flashbacks, some mild religious talks a/n: this was originally a vmin fic i posted to ao3 (on valentine's day of all things holy shit was i okay) and decided to repost here for caratober. i am so sorry. (also fun fact it was the first time i'd ever cried while writing a fic :') this song is 98% to blame for this

five.

"Seungcheol."

It's the way you say his name that tells him something is very, very wrong. The syllables are weighted, heavy, resigned — two stones dropped in the ocean, sinking fast into a suffocating oblivion.

You say his name like the world is ending all over again.

Seungcheol finishes barricading the door from the pack of roamers outside, goosebumps rising on his skin through his sweat as dread courses through him in an icy wave, and he turns.

The first thing he sees is the blood. It's coated your hand where you have it pressed to your right side, just above the hip.

"Fuck, y/n—" His mind is immediately sent spiraling into an anxious overdrive, wondering when and how and where you could have gotten hurt, whether the basic supplies you have between the two of you will be enough until the roamers leave and you can make it back to camp, if—

And then you lift your hand, revealing the wound. It's messy, flesh torn and bleeding steadily — but despite all of that, it's impossible to miss the distinct impression of a set of human teeth.

You've been bit.

You've been bit, and the world drops out from beneath Seungcheol's feet.

"No." He stumbles closer, trembling fingers reaching out and stopping just shy of the wound, before looking into your watery eyes. "No."

It's a command if he's ever given one — because with all of the things the both of you have had to suffer through, had to see and hear and experience these last few years, this had never been a possibility. Never.

Never like this. Never you.

The hand not covering your bite comes up and fists into the front of his shirt. "Cheol."

A million things go unsaid with that single syllable, but Seungcheol can hear them all, can see each one etched into your devastated expression. And because he will always, always, put your needs above his own, he shoves all the crumbling pieces of his own heart down and down and away, instead making room for you to step into his arms and cry against his chest — a mourning for something that has yet to be lost.

You grieve, and Seungcheol refuses to shed a single tear.

four.

"Y/n? What's the matter— why are you crying?"

You giggled, angelic as always, even through the tears. "I'm just... really happy, Cheollie."

"You are?"

"Yeah, just..." You bit your lip, and without thinking, Seungcheol reached out to smooth his thumb over it. You sighed into a smile and leaned into his touch.

"We've all lost so much, you know?" you continued. "But we were still able to find each other — able to find all the others and make a family. And now we have a relatively safe place to live, and I just—"

You beamed at him, laughing, even as tears continued to trickle down your cheeks. Seungcheol wiped them away as gently as he could, and you brought up the little wildflower you'd been holding, one you must've plucked from between the dozens of others that grew in the abandoned courtyard of your new home.

You continued with a nostalgic grin. "Did you know, the first thing you ever gave me was a handful of these?"

Seungcheol blinked down at the flower. "Really?"

"Yeah, I'd just saved you from the homicidal goose that was lurking on the campus quad, and you ripped out a bunch of these right out of the ground and gave them to me as thanks, and then you said—"

"My knight in ripped denim armor," he continued for you, the memory coming back to him with a smile, "can I take you out on a date?"

You beamed at him, eyes turning into crescents, and Seungcheol thought that the world had never felt more beautiful.

three.

You look dead.

"Y/n, hey," Seungcheol whispers, carefully nudging your bare shoulder. Your skin has lost most, if not all, of its color, and you're drenched in sweat. For a moment, your eyes remain closed, unresponsive, and his stomach swoops in fear, but then your eyes flutter open and he breathes out a shaky sigh.

"There you are," he murmurs, cradling your jaw with one hand. "Drink some water for me, yeah?" You nod, and he brings the nearly empty water bottle to your lips, tilting it slowly so you can take little sips. After a few mouthfuls, you hum to indicate you've had enough, and he sets it back down before gently pulling you to lean against him once more.

You let your head loll against his shoulder, groaning quietly; you start to reach out a shaky hand between the two of you, and he takes it immediately, twining your fingers together. You sigh, content.

For a moment, Seungcheol almost forgets.

"You're gonna need to do it soon, Cheollie," you mumble.

Almost.

His fingers twitch in your hold. He swallows.

A part of him wants to play dumb, wants to put off thinking of the horror of the inevitable as long as possible, but that would be the selfish thing to do, he thinks. So he squeezes your hand and whispers, "I know."

You squeeze back. "And you're not allowed to follow me, okay?"

Seungcheol stills. "What?"

"I know you, Choi Seungcheol, and I know what you're gonna wanna do after— after. But you have to promise me that you won't, okay?"

He opens his mouth, but nothing comes out. Something's encased his lungs in a vice grip.

You continue, "I need you to be strong for me, and I need you to get back to the group, and I need you to survive, okay?" Your eyes, redrimmed and glossy as they are, are wide and pleading, desperate in a way he's not sure he's ever seen before.

Seungcheol hadn't known that his heart could break any more than it already has. "Y/n."

"I know you won't want to live at first," you forge on, holding onto his hand like a lifeline, "I wouldn't either. But Shua and Hannie need you, Cheol. Channie needs you. They'll all need you, and you'll need them."

You're the one they need, he doesn't say — bites back behind clenched teeth, you're the one I need, the one I've always needed, the one I won't ever stop needing.

He closes his eyes, your name falling past his lips in a plea or a prayer.

Suddenly, he's being yanked toward you by the collar, coming nose to nose with your fiery, bloodshot gaze. "I need you to promise me."

And for the first time in his life, Seungcheol hates the fact that he's never been able to deny you anything. "Fuck you, y/n," he chokes out past a sob, reaching out to cradle your pallid face and press a trembling kiss to your lips.

"Seungcheol."

"Okay," he croaks, stealing one more kiss before bringing your sweaty foreheads together. "Okay, I promise."

Anything for you. Even this. Even this.

two.

"Lay with me for a bit, Cheollie?"

His smile was soft as he easily agreed, "Of course." He made himself comfortable in the grass next to you, making sure the two of you were connected shoulder to hip.

You both lost track of how long you spent staring at the stars in silence together, but eventually Seungcheol broke the quiet with a murmur. "What're we looking for?"

You hummed. "The way to heaven."

"Heaven?"

"Yeah." Your hand snuck its way into his and gently squeezed. "My aunt believed in capital 'G' God — used to point out all the different constellations to me and then tell me that when Jesus came back for everyone that he'd take us all up into heaven through the stars."

"Hmm." He chanced a glance at your profile. "Is that what you believe?"

You sighed. "I don't know if I believe in anything, anymore."

"Yeah." He squeezed your hand.

A few minutes passed in peaceful quiet.

"Cheollie?"

"Hmm?"

"Promise me something?"

Another squeeze of your hand. "Anything."

You swallowed. "Stay with me forever?"

Seungcheol rolled over onto his side so that he could look down at you, the love of his life, and tilted your face towards him with a gentle finger crooked under your chin. Voice full of a devout sort of conviction, he whispered, "There's not a single place I'd rather be than right by your side, forever and always."

"Forever and always?"

The kiss, soft and chaste and a universe all on its own, was answer enough.

one.

"Seungcheol."

Your voice is so quiet now, barely a rasp of air, that he almost doesn't hear you even as he cradles you against his chest. "Cheol, it's time."

He wonders if this is what drowning feels like.

He takes a deep, shuddering breath and swallows the lump clogging his throat. "Okay, love. Tell me what you need."

"Sing for me?"

Anything for you — even if it breaks me. "Yeah," Seungcheol's voice cracks, and he futilely clears his throat. "Yeah, of course. What song?"

I might not die, but this is going to kill me. You're killing me.

"S-Something pretty. Please."

Don't make me do this. Please, God, anyone, don't make me have to do this.

"Okay. A pretty song for my pretty baby." With one arm he pulls you impossibly closer to him, and with the other, he slowly reaches for the pistol strapped to his thigh.

He can barely get the notes out past his tears, but he does his best to carry the tune of your favorite lullaby, gently swaying you both in time with imaginary instruments. The gun feels impossibly heavy in his hold, and it only grows heavier as he slowly brings it up behind your head.

For a moment, he considers changing the angle just a bit — just enough.

But he made a promise. He made a promise, and even if it means living the rest of his life as something less than human — not a roamer in body and mind, but in spirit and soul — he'll keep his promise.

For you, he'll do anything.

(zero.)

He pulls the trigger.

And for the second and final time, Choi Seungcheol's entire world comes to an end.

#caratober #s.coups x you #s.coups x reader #seungcheol x you #seungcheol x reader #s.coups x y/n #seungcheol x y/n #s.coups angst #seungcheol angst #seventeenweeklyarticle #svt writing #svt fic #savv writes #savv fics #please please please read the warnings for this one #this is some heavy stuff folks pls be safe while reading #i am posting this and then going to bed so if u need to yell at me i will see when i wake up slkdfjslkdjf #also gonna say sorry one more time #sorry *drops fic and runs (to bed)*

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sebongdotcom · 6 months

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Caratober Day 13: Mad Scientists Performance Unit

#caratober #seventeen #svt #performance unit #the8 #jun #hoshi #dino #moodboard #basically if pang was messed up and evil lol

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svthub · 1 year

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svthub presents: december prompt challenge

svthub is hosting an open prompt challenge!

the word list is typed out under the cut for those who have trouble reading the graphic!

how does it work?

each word represents a day (example: "snowman" = day 1 = december 1st)

write something! it should be somewhat inspired by that day's word, but you can make any interpretation of the word! be creative!

you can write sfw or nsfw!

you can participate in as many or as few days as you want!

your fic does not have to be posted on the specific day (example: you can post day 1's prompt on day 10), but be sure to state which day it's for.

there is no minimum/maximum word count!

who can participate?

this daily prompt challenge is open to all nsfw writers, not just svthub members!! however, since we are a nsfw network for svt, we are limiting who can participate to authors who write nsfw and write for seventeen.

your fic can be sfw or nsfw, but anyone who participates must be an nsfw writer

you must write about seventeen (you're welcome to use the prompts for other groups! we won't reblog it on the network, but tag us anyway, we'd love to see what you come up with)

this is a writing challenge! so, no gifs/gfx will be reblogged. but again, you're more than welcome to use this list for inspiration, even though we won't reblog :)

how do i join?

when posting, tag your fic with "svthub: prompts" within the first five tags

mention us in your post (tag @svthub) and state which day you're writing for! example: "this is for day 1 of @svthub's december prompt challenge: snowman"

misc. info

here's a list of major holidays/events in december if you'd like to tie them in with a certain day!

dec. 18: first day of hannukah

dec. 21: winter solstice

dec. 24: christmas eve

dec. 25: christmas day

dec. 26: boxing day

dec. 26: first day of kwanzaa

dec. 30: joshua's birthday

dec. 31: new year's eve

this idea was inspired by @caratober's october prompt challenge!

we look forward to seeing what you create!