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itsbluehour · 3 months

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&TEAM War Cry MV Shooting Sketch Dance Practice

#&team #&team gifs #andteam #war cry #byun euijoo #wang yixiang #koga yudai #harua #taki #&team k #&team nicholas #&team ej #&team taki #&team harua #melgifs #i love them i fear

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kpopcreators · 4 months

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HARUA&MAKI / FIREWORK ENDING FAIRIES

#&team #maki #harua #ultkpopnetwork #shigeta harua #riki maus #hirota riki #arieslofi #usermery #useroro #aleksbestie #oorieri #*dana #op #bg #i would have added jo but his gif looked weird.... sorry king

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nakakitayumas · 5 days

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cherry blossom boy 🐰🌸

#&team #andteam #idolnexusedit #idolsincedits #malegroupsnet #mgroupsedit #kpopco #kpopdols #kpopedit #harua #shigeta harua #m:gifs

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doyums · 1 month

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world's cutest boy

#my bunny babyyy #harua #andteam #&team #shigeta harua #kpopco #kpopccc #dailybg #*g #dearestmillie #tokutiee #most important most beloved

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entrehadas · 10 months

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www-jungwon · 5 months

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in which, fine, harua will be your snow angel ୨୧

wc. 435

you’ve always thought the snow was beautiful. the clouds of soft white powder covering away the sharp edges of the world, the way it falls gently onto the ground like the sky is kissing the earth.

but right now, you think, the snow has never looked so beautiful. harua grins, pure joy spreading across his face, the sleeves of his puffer jacket pushing through the pile of it that’s built up, clearing wings into the cover. the cold dusts his nose in pink, accenting his face ethereally and he looks into your eyes, holding your gaze simply by connecting with it.

he laughs, a pretty, blissful, sound that echoes right into your heart, and you can’t help the smile that forms at your mouth as you roll onto your stomach to admire him.

“hey, why’d you stop?” he pouts.

“what?”

“we were supposed to be making snow angels together, but now s’only me.” he explains, the edges of his smile tipping down, and you frown.

“no, keep smiling!”

he breaths out a confused laugh, and his mouth turns up again, “what?”

“there.” you sigh, content falling through your tone.

he shakes his head at you, you’re so weird sometimes, but you only grin in response.

“so?” he prods, and your eyebrows raise.

“what?”

“together,” he reminds you, and you laugh, rolling over into him.

“nooo,” he groans, “not here,”

“what? but, i wanna make my snow angel next to your’s, together,” your shoulders pull down slightly in disappointment.

“i know, but you’re ruining your old one,” he points a puffy glove and your heart melts.

“ok, i’m sorry, i’ll go back,” you push your hands into the snow to stand up, but an arm catches you onto a jacket.

“it’s too late, s’already ruined because you rolled over.” harua’s voice comes from above you. “you can make your snow angel next to mine, if you want.” he offers.

“it’s so soft here, though, i don’t want to get up.” your arms tighten around his waist in the sleeves of your jacket.

“but-” he starts, except you interrupt him, nose digging into the outside of his jacket.

“you can be my snow angel.”

he sighs in exasperation at your cringiness, it’s hard to be your snow angel sometimes, and you only hug him tighter.

your chin turns up to rest on him as you watch him drag his arms up through the snow, eyebrows raised. when his gaze grasps yours, the edges of a smile pull onto his face, and he breaks into a laugh.

you love the snow, but it looks infinitely better with him.

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

part of winters of us, an advent calender : day 002 prev

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chanyouchan · 5 months

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⌕ the monster under (above) the bed at 5:00am, thelune

⚠ em caso de inspiração, me credite.

📆 19/09/23 | ✎ @mnini (psd)

#capa para fanfic #capa para fic #capa para spirit #capa #chanyouchan #chanyouchan covers #capa com desenho #capa colagem #capa com colagem #brown #marrom #thelune #harua #shigeta harua #&team #andteam #&audition #andaudition

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slytherinshua · 6 months

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YOUNG LOVE

genre. fluff. warnings. kissing. a little flirting. food mention (ice cream). pairing. harua x reader. wc. 882. a/n. from this request for lovely @haecien to feed the ever-growing &teamie delusions.

“Really? You got vanilla?” You asked, raising an eyebrow as your boyfriend walked back with two cones in his hand. Chocolate for you and vanilla for him.

“Come on, it’s not that different than chocolate! You got a basic flavour too!” Harua complained, handing you your cone.

You licked it, smiling at the rich flavour of the dutch chocolate, “At least chocolate is more interesting than vanilla.”

Harua frowned, “Stop the vanilla hate.”

You laughed, “Okay, okay. I’ll forgive my basic boyfriend ‘cause I love him.”

Harua’s cheeks flushed at the comment even though he wanted to argue that he is far from basic. It’s the exact reaction you expected from him and it makes you smile. His cheeks always flush when you tell him you love him. You almost wonder if there’ll be a day when he can still act cool and collected when you say those 3 simple words, but you know it’ll never be any time soon. It’s been months since you first said it to him and he still gets flustered every time.

You’re sure it must be some magic charm that Harua has, because even after years of having a crush on him, and over a year of dating, it feels like you’ve only just fallen for him. You still feel butterflies in your stomach and your heart racing like crazy when he does something. And you still have the same effect on him that you always have. Loving Harua feels like it’ll never get old, like the feeling of young love will last forever.

“What are you thinking about?” Harua asks, breaking you from your trance of licking your ice cream and admiring him as if he was hypnotising you (which he kinda was).

You blinked a couple times to reset before your lips curved up into a big smile, “Well… Now I’m thinking about the ice cream on your lips.” You said smoothly. Harua barely had time to furrow his brows in confusion before he felt your lips on his, softly kissing him, using the little bit of melted vanilla ice cream as an excuse.

“W-what was that for?” He inquired, his own lips tingling from your kiss and lifting a little into a soft smile. He liked your kisses.

“I told you. There was ice cream there.” You repeated.

“If you wanted some of mine, you could’ve just asked.” He informed you sweetly. “I thought you didn’t like vanilla, though…” He added in a mumble as an afterthought.

“It tasted better cause it was on your lips.” You said boldly.

Harua took a breath, “Okay, now you’re trying to flirt with me.”

You giggled, “Is it working?”

“I don’t know. I think I’m in love with you regardless.”

“Cheesy…” You mumbled, cheeks flaring. You hated how he could make you blush so easily from just a single sentence.

“You did it first!” He defended with a laugh, sending both of you into a fit of giggles.

To onlookers, you and Harua were the type of couple that people awed at. You often got compliments that you were lucky to have each other, and you agreed wholeheartedly. You were lucky to have each other. Spending moments with someone you felt so right with was probably the best feeling in the entire world. And the moment Harua came into your life was the start of your happiest memories.

“Ready to go?” You asked happily after finishing the ice cream. You held out your hand for Harua, and he nods before lacing his fingers with yours and giving you a gentle squeeze.

“Where to next?” You questioned, swinging your arm back and forth with Harua’s as you walked down the street away from the ice cream shop.

Harua hummed and then shrugged. You took it that he didn’t really care where you ended up going next, as long as he was with you then he’d be up for anything. So, you just kept walking down the street until Harua stopped abruptly.

“Huh?”

“Kitten.” Harua whispered, eyes wide and staring at the sidewalk in front of him. You halted as well and looked down, eventually spotting the little black and white kitten who was sitting a couple feet away from you.

“He’s got little mittens.” You cooed at the black spots of fur around the paws. Harua walked a bit closer and crouched down a little closer to the kitten. They both peered curiously at the other and you practically felt your heart burst at the sight.

Harua held out his hand patiently and within a few seconds, the kitten was rubbing up against it and purring softly. Harua pouted and looked back at you with shiny eyes.

You laughed, “Are you gonna cry?” He shook his head and sniffed away the tears that were starting to build up. “He’s cuter than you and that’s saying a lot.” You commented, watching your boyfriend pet the cat contentedly.

The moment only lasted another minute before the kitten ran off and Harua stood back up.

“We should do this more often.” Harua said, grabbing your hand again.

“Do what?”

“Be spontaneous. It’s nice to not have a plan… or a destination. I like just being with you, you know?” Harua remarked with a smile.

You hummed in agreement, “It’s nice.”

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byeuijoo · 6 months

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symptoms of love 𐀔 shigeta harua

genre : fluff ⋆ warnings : kissing ⋆ word count : 1k

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is it love? the tingling in your fingertips every time he brushes against your skin, the smile that grows on your face when he suddenly appears in the same room as you, and the way he occupies your thoughts every second of the day, is it love? you don't know exactly how you feel, or what all those emotions represent, but you are surely sure your heart has something special for him. why else would it beat so quickly every time the brown-haired boy shows up at your house or when you receive a text from him?

you've only recently started asking yourself these kinds of questions about harua, since that famous halloween party and that stupid game your friends like to play. they call it the bottle game : the bottle spins on itself until it points at two different people, who must kiss immediately. and if they refuse, they have to do a dare given by the game master.

and of course, the bottle stopped first on you, then on harua.

he immediately asked your opinion, telling you that for his part, he didn't care. and so as not to be seen as a coward, you agreed to do it. it was a shy kiss, almost too quick, like the touch of a cloud. you still remember the sweet taste of his lips, probably due to the many sweets you had consumed throughout the evening. but what impressed you most was the warmth of his hands against your cheeks, the beauty of his hazelnut eyes under the moonlight, and the way his lips intertwined perfectly with yours. these three things never left your thoughts.

a week or so had passed since then, and harua seemed to have got on with his life, while you shivered every time he seemed a little too close to you. like now, sitting on your living room floor, your revision books scattered on the coffee table accompanied by two long-forgotten glasses of soda. he looked concentrated, writing in his notebook without looking up, while you watched him intently, your chin tucked in the palm of your hand and your dream-filled eyes scrutinizing every detail of his face.

you began to imagine a lot of scenarios about what your relationship could become : maybe this innocent little physical connection will take your friendship to the next level? generally, what you feel now for him, is what's described in the romance books, right? the butterflies in your stomach, the desire to hold him close to you, the admiration in your eyes every time you look at him.. these are symptoms of love, aren't they?

you continued to question yourself, far too lost in thought to notice that the boy was now looking in your direction without saying a word. his eyes darted from right to left, trying to find the slightest clue as to what was going on in your little head at the moment. but you seemed too far away.

so he put his pencil down on his notebook, moving gently to get closer to you, his face now inches from yours. and suddenly, his hands were on your cheeks, bringing you out of your reverie without any sudden gestures from you. your eyes locked with his, silently questioning him, trying not to panic — but your heart, racing in your chest, had a different definition of the term “ don't panic ”.

under the craziness of the moment, you closed your eyes tightly, ready to feel his lips collide with yours once again. an amused smile spread across his face, the young boy finding your behavior adorable. then came the moment you'd been waiting for, the moment when you felt that warmth and sweet taste on your mouth again. it was like the first time, but only better. because there were no curious eyes around, no annoying noises from your friends in your ears — just you, and harua, both alone in your living room with only your hearts beating in unison to witness this moment.

not knowing what to do with your hands, you remained stoic, until he decided to move away from you. your hands clasped his wrists, your glassy eyes lost in his, and in an almost pleading but equally light voice, you gently squeezed his arms between your unconfident fingers, « can we do that again? my eyes were closed. »

« oh my god. » he replied, letting his hands leave your cheeks to fall on your thighs, a laugh escaping from his rosy lips. you blinked, feeling an ounce of shyness come over you — but harua quickly made it disappear, bringing his adorable face close to yours again, his gaze penetrating your soul. the tip of his nose brushed yours, while his fingers intertwined with yours in a delicate way, his thumbs moving mechanically to caress your skin. « close your eyes y/n, trust me. » he whispered, his breath tickling your lips, and without thinking, you did as he asked, not without giving his hands a gentle squeeze.

in the second that followed, you felt him take possession of your lips again, but something was different. it was more confident, less shy, and your stomach lurched as you felt the pressure of harua's lips against yours grow stronger. it was a real kiss, a real one like in the teen movies you'd watched over and over, dreaming of the moment when it would finally happen to you. and you couldn't have hoped for anything better than to live this moment with harua.

what you were feeling felt strangely like a first love, if we are to believe your distraught little heart. tilting your face slightly to the side, you initiated the deepening of your kiss, feeling him receptive to your initiation, the kiss becomes soft and sparkling, although deeper, until you forget to breathe. seconds after, he moved away a few millimetres, catching his breath and finally opening his eyes to look at you and your adorable face that drove him crazy. then, feeling a persistent gaze on you, you copied his movements to plunge your gaze into harua's.

« i haven't stopped thinking about you, » he finally declared, letting go of one of your hands to tuck a lock of hair behind your ear, « since the halloween party, my heart has been crying out for you. »

how could you control those damn butterflies when he slipped such pretty words into your ear? harua knew how to melt your heart, even if it was innocent and involuntary. then a small smile crept across your mouth as you leaned in to place a peck on his lips, making his cheekbones slightly rosy. « am i falling in love with you? » you asked, your gaze fixed on his, and his heart melted in his chest at your beautifully spoken words.

wrapping his arms around your waist, harua pulled you against him, placing a warm kiss against your cheek. « i hope so, » he admitted softly, running his fingers along your spine, « because i'm falling in love with you. »

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