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monnn · 3 months

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When you know, you know.

staring: Idol! Mingyu x Non-idol!, GN! s/o

wc: 1.4k-ish

genre: slice of life(?), FLUFF. YOU HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO LOVE MINGOO, comfort-ish(?)

warnings: mentions of food, reader being sick(in love), tooth-rotting fluff.

a/n: hi omg hello, i am alive and finally out of my writer's block(ig?). i'm terribly unwell atm and i've never craved the comfort of a person as much as i do with gyu, so here's a highly self-indulgent fic! i hope you are doing okay and i just wanna say, i'm so glad to be writing again. have a great day/night and hope this fic reaches the person in need of a cutie mingoo atm! ♡

the song rec for this fic would be Margaret by LDR ft. Bleachers!!!

Mingyu's on his way back, with your favourite meal and boba. Was there a reason to get take-out? Definitely not, he really just felt like it. If you had made food, Min could convince you to have it next day. That's how it usually went and he was mostly successful. With his manager dropping him off, he heads inside the elevator and straight to your floor. Since he already knew the code to your apartment, he quietly let himself in, eyes immediately searching for you.

What he doesn't expect to find, is you sitting in the dark on a chair, curled up in one of your fav blankets with a flask coddled in your arms. Your head's supported by a chair on the dining table, mouth slightly open as you doze further away. Min quietly trots through the living room to you, slowly putting the bags down, careful not to wake you up. He adores you for a good minute, slowly lifting you up to rest in your bed. Their neck must hurt, but they keep doing this >:( he wonders to himself while carrying you.

He lets you rest while he does all the chores that you weren't able to do cause of your sickness. A few hours pass by, you wake up with Mingyu sitting by your side, barely touching you in the process of waking you up. He knew how extra sensitive you were to touch when sick, hence he decided to call out for you than kissing you to consciousness. You wake up slowly while he adjusts pillows behind for you to sit straight, he really is a nagging Asian mum in disguise. Handing you warm water to hydrate, he looks at you with all the love in him to see if you need anything from him. You catch him looking and reach for his hand, realising the love you have for him is unbelievable.

"You know love, I can't ever thank you for being so kind to me. I feel like there isn't enough of me to be so damn grateful for you." you say, lovingly gazing at the love of your life. A faint pink's spread all over his face as he nuzzles his face to your hand.

"And I'm ever so happy to be the receiver of your gratefulness, regardless of the amount. It takes two to tango I guess." he says, ever so lightly pressing his lips to your hand. After basking in each other's presence for a while, he mentions about the food he's got, which gets you outta bed in no time.

You head to the kitchen to unpack the boba, while he joins you in heating the food up. It's then you think how freeing it is, to be doing the most mundane things with Mingyu. He just seems to make the littlest of things much more better and you love that about him. A bump against your shoulder gets you back, where the food to your side is all ready to be devoured. Quickly removing the covers around drinks, you move to place them on the dining table. One where you're sitting and the other next to you. That's the thing about you guys, Mingyu never likes it when he's not next to you. He hates how all the fancy restaurants have seats across and not next to each other. But now, he gets to have a meal with you next to him and he thinks about how this is his highlight of the day. Min loves being around you and having a meal, so it's like two of his favourite things put together. You spread out the mat for the hot pan to be put on while settling down in your seat, waiting for the food to arrive. Looking at this, Mingyu hurries to place the pan down while grabbing two spoons before sitting down. Both of you look at each other, nodding in agreement to start eating. It's absolute delight running through your body and eyes for Mingyu. He loves it when you enjoy things he does for you. Raising your boba drinks to cheer, both of you devour in silence, enjoying the food and each other's presence. By end of the meal, you're much more comfortable to let Min under your skin and he's never been so much happier to be as affectionate as his heart needs. Taking the last bite, you stand up to call dibs on cleaning up since he literally did all the leftover chores. And right when you're about to get the pan, Min's grabbing you by the hand, turning you to face him. You're glad to be seeing eye-to-eye since he's on his butt and you're standing.

"What's up?"

"Can you please let me do the dishes? You're literally sick, doing more work would just worsen it."

"But Min, you did all of the chores! It's really unfair if you don't let me, you know." you say as he scoffs.

"I don't care, I love you but please let me do the cleaning."

"I love you so so sooo much too my Min, but I cannot let you do the cleaning up."

"Okay, how about we rock-paper-scissors this?"

"Alright. On the count of three, two, one!"

And to his luck, you throw a rock while he throws a paper. The council has decided and you accept your fate, slowly moving away from the pan.

Right at the moment, Mingyu pulls you in a hug, nuzzling further to your middle while almost sounding like a puppy adjusting to fall asleep. You wrap your arms around him, leaning down to lay your head on his. But, you're suddenly pushed away just to be pulled back onto his lap, while he holds you dearly and continues to be adorable. Again, you have no choice but to stay limp for him to recharge himself. It's hard not to admit how secure and loved you feel in Mingyu's big beefy arms, you kiss him on the side of his head impulsively to convey the same. That loosens his hold on you, him whining on how you always catch him off-guard with your actions. Now, there's nothing but giggles filled in your living room, both of you so knee-deep in love and into each other cause when you know, you know.

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a/n: comments and feedback are highly appreciated! hope you enjoyed reading this work of mine, thank you! x

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maxcuntstappen · 2 months

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lestappen + my top songs of 2023

F1 Web Weaves

by slide;

bleachers - wake me / suki waterhouse - bullshit on the internet / suki waterhouse - devil i know / yeah yeah yeahs - maps / taylor swift - hits different / suki waterhouse - moves / suki waterhouse - moves / taylor swift - hits different / taylor swift - hits different / taylor swift - hits different / suki waterhouse - moves / suki waterhouse - devil i know / cub sport - come on mess me up / suki waterhouse - bullshit on the internet (x4) / suki waterhouse - devil i know / harry styles - keep driving / harry styles - keep driving

#pls tell me if you'd like to see more of these kind of weaves i have so many ideas #and i had so much fun with this #my brain felt alight #f1weave #lestappen #max verstappen #charles leclerc #suki waterhouse #taylor swift #harry styles #f1 x lyrics #web weaving #f1 x web weaving

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fandomnerd9602 · 4 months

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Belong with Me

Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Warning: a couple idiots in love angst

Y/N’s POV

You walked past Wanda’s room one night to hear the sounds of her acoustic guitar. Wanda’s not professional by any stretch of the imagination but she loves doing it every now and then.

And if you could see that I’m the one who understands you. Been here all the time.

You can tell by looking at her reflection in the nearby mirror, the hurt that was in her eyes. The longing that she had for someone with someone in the compound? Was it Vision? Was it you?

Why can’t you see? You belong with me. You belong with me.

Wanda practically collapsed against her guitar. She caught your eye in the mirror and gasped.

“I’m sorry.” You manage to say trying to apologize for intruding on her privacy. “ I just heard your singing honestly it’s some of the best I’ve heard”

The young witch blushed a bright red as her namesake

Wanda’s POV

Oh why did Y/N have to see me perform?

The very source of her heartache. Her longing for you had driven here to perform on her guitar and somehow you just happen to walk by and hear her? Wanda could practically crawl into a hole and die of embarrassment.

“So was there some reason you were singing?” You asked her.

Wanda’s brain into full on panic mode. You couldn’t know. You were her best friend. It would be awkward. It would be too embarrassing. What if you rejected her?!

A name popped into her head. “V-Vision. Yeah that’s who”

Y/N’s POV

Your heart kind of sank in that moment. Your best friend was in love with your other pal.

“Oh” you tried to cover your heartbreak. “He’s a good guy. He’d be a fool to reject you”

You gave her a smile and left her alone in her room.

As you walked the hallways you found Vision studying some old cookbooks.

“Hello there Y/N” the robot smiled at you.

“Hey Vis” you managed to say, “promise me you’ll treat her right”

“Who?”

“You’ll figure it out” you give him a pat on the shoulder and went to the lab.

Wanda’s POV

“Really? You said Vision?!” Natasha asked a little agitated with her student.

Once again Wanda get that she could crawl into a hole and die. Not only had she presumably broken the heart of the one she loved, she did it making you think that she loved Vision.

“I know. I know. I panicked!” Wand buried her head in her pillow and screamed.

“You need to let Y/N know how you feel.”

“What if they reject me?! I can’t live knowing that!” Wanda practically threw the pillow at Natasha.

“You deserve to know. And so do they.” Natasha threw the pillow back to the young witch.

“How?!” Her answer came a second later as Natasha handed her her acoustic guitar.

“80s romance movie this!” Natasha gave an approving wink.

Wanda begrudgingly grabbed the guitar and walked out of her self imposed exile. Even if you didn’t feel the same way back, she deserved to tell her feelings.

She walked down the hallway towards your room to find Vision looking confused at her.

“Wanda,” he said with a little frown, “I was asked by Y/N to ‘treat her right’ who were they referring to?”

Wanda couldn’t help but smile a little. If you cared enough to tell Vision to treat her right, she knew you cared.

Wanda’s heart beat at a million times a minute as she strolled up to your door. It was a now or never kind of situation. Her strumming hand hovered over the guitar’s strings.

She wears high heels

I wear sneakers

She's Cheer Captain, and I'm on the bleachers

Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find

That what you're looking for has been here the whole time

If you could see that I'm the one

Who understands you

Been here all along

So, why can't you see?

You belong with me

Standing by and waiting at your backdoor

All this time how could you not know, baby?

You belong with me

She drew the song to a close and yet you didn’t come out of your room. Her heart sank.

“I don’t know why I said Vision.” She admitted aloud, “I was singing about you. It was always you”

“You belong with me” you answered back. Wanda gasped and turned around to see you smiling at her.

She practically ran into your arms. You wrapped an arm around her and with the other, you caressed her cheek.

“You belong with me, detka” she whispers in your ear.

#marvel #marvel imagine #marvel fluff #mcu #mcu imagine #mcu fandom #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #songfic #taylor swift #the scarlet witch #scarlet witch #Wanda Maximoff imagine

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alastor-simp · 8 months

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Vice Dorm Leaders + Ruggie & Floyd with a reader who sings like the Japanese singer, "Ado"

🍀Trey Clover

-Trey enjoys listening to music especially when he is baking in the Heartslabyul kitchen. He doesn't really have any favorite music genre, as he just listens to whatever is playing or whatever Cater sends him. He had no idea you could sing so well until he heard you singing softly next to him when you were helping him bake tarts for Riddle. "Wow Prefect, you never told me you could sing so well. Its very nice." After your baking session, Trey learned about your video channel and listened to all of your songs in about a week. He knows it must be a lot of work to be a very popular singer, so whenever he has time, he bakes sweet treats for you and brews you tea to soothe your throat. His favorite song of yours is "Eien No Akuruhi" , he loves how it expresses the theme of falling in love.

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🍩Ruggie Bucchi

-Ruggie is not really focused on social media and all that other stuff, as his mind is occupied with donuts and making some money. He discovered your talent when he came to the botanical gardens to wake up Leona, until he saw the both of you there, with Leona laying on your lap and you singing a lullaby to him. You stopped singing when you heard Ruggies famous "Shishishi" laugh, and saw him walking closer to you, then lay down on the grass next to you, arms wrapped behind his head and a cheeky smile on his face. He told you he came to get Leona, but he changed his mind and told you to continue. Great job! You got a cute hyena boy as your official cheerleader, as he would always pop into your recording sessions, quietly cheering you on and dancing to the beat. His favorite song of yours is "Odo", he thinks the beat is crazy and loves how energetic it is.

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🍄Jade Leech

"Oh my, you seem to very talented, Prefect-san." Jade is always interested in the unknown, so he was very elated to discover you could sing without him knowing and that he found out without using his unique spell. He happened to hear your beautiful voice, when he was serving customers at Mostro Lounge and heard you at one of the far tables in the back, humming some lyrics, while writing some words on a notepad, most likely coming up with ideas for another song. Once you realized Jade was next to you, you greeted him and thanked him for the drink he made. Jade gave you his best gentlemen smile and said it was a pleasure, but before he left, he walked closer and leaned against your ear, whispering "You have the voice of a siren, Prefect. I wouldn't mind listening to you more, in private, of course." Chuckling, he walked away to finish his duties, leaving behind a flustered you. His favorite song of yours is "Love ka?", he loves the oceanic vibe of the song and how slightly twisted the song is.

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🦐Floyd Leech

-If there is one thing to know about Floyd, is that he loves music. Music is his best subject at NRC, and he is a very talented dancer as well. He came to discover your singing, when he was training in the gym for an upcoming basketball tournament, and noticed you sitting at one of the bleachers, with headphones in yours ears and you quietly singing. Giggling to himself, he slowly came up behind you and lunged towards you in a bear hug, making you jump in fright. "Ehe~ Koebi-chan~, you're amazing", Floyd squeezed you tighter, super happy that he learned something new about you. After he let you go, you told him about your channel, but before you could talk more about it, he had already taken his phone out and subscribed. Floyd was a very chaotic supporter, as he often spammed the comments section with silly phrases and happened to squeeze you in happiness whenever you uploaded a new video, but you found his support sweet nonetheless. His favorite song of yours is "Rebellion" , he likes how its about breaking free and how he relates to it as he is a slight delinquent/rebel himself.

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🐍Jamil Viper

-Jamil was a man of many talents even though he tends to hide them from others around him, but despite being skilled in cooking and basketball, he also happens to have a great singing voice and amazing dancing skills. He happened to discover your singing talent from Kalim, as Kalim was enthusiastically jumping up and down in joy, telling Jamil about your singing voice and that a celebration should be held. Jamil was annoyed that he had to prepare for another celebration again, but he was interested in your singing voice and wanted to learn more about it. He did come to wonder why you don't show your face in your songs like most other singers, but once he found out that is what you preferred to do, then he wouldn’t question you further. His favorite song of yours is "I'm Invincible" , he likes how describes the feeling of being confident and achieving their dreams.

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🏹Rook Hunt

-"Oh la la! Your singing is merveilleuse, Trickster!" Rook hunt is a very interesting fellow, he is very poetic and loves to express his joy for findings things beautiful, but he tends to become a bit stalker-ish, when he finds a person very interesting. Well, enjoy being stalked around by this hunter, he is going to be following you 24/7. He is the definition of an obsessive fan, just minus the craziness. Vil has noticed that Rook has become a huge fan of your talent, but he rather it be you then Neige LeBlanche, yet he does tell Rook to suppress some of his antics as he can imagine how much stress it may cause you. Rook is always present whenever you are singing/recording for a new music video, swooning over your voice and holding up signs that say "BEAUTE! 100 POINTS!" It's very hard for Rook to chose a favorite song since he adores every one of them, but he does tend to listen to "Yoru No Pierrot" more out of the others. He loves the colorful animation of the video

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🦇Lilia Vanrouge

-Lilia is very up to date with the latest trends and is the most knowledgeable about pop culture, like Cater. He is very talented in the music field himself, as he is shown to have a very beautiful singing voice and is part of the Pop Music Club with Kalim and Cater. He was on his way to his club room, when he heard the sound of singing nearby and went to go explore. He saw you in one of the empty classrooms, sitting on top of the desks, singing to yourself. While in the middle of your singing, Lilia had appeared above you, and gave you quite a scare. "Kufufu, your singing is quite lovely," Lilia said as he placed a hand on your cheek, while still staying upside down. Blushing, you thanked Lilia and he asked if you would be interested in joining his club. Before you could give your answer, Lilia had already dragged you out of the room and ran towards his club room. Lilia was happy to found out you had a channel on Magitube, and became your second biggest fan as Idia had already won the title of number one. Lilia was the most understanding of you not revealing yourself in your MV's , as he believes that you are already expressing yourself enough with your voice, and that it shouldn't matter whether you show your face or not. You did mention wanting to collaborate with his band, and make a song together, to help them gain some popularity. Once you told Lilia that, he was overjoyed. His favorite song of yours is "Tot Musica" , he can't get enough of how powerful your voice is and how intense the lyrics are.

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credit to Japanese singer, Ado

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bbgnyx · 4 months

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omg !! I saw your post where you said you'd be taking song fic requests and I have one. 🫣

song: you belong with me - Taylor Swift

lyrics: "But she wears short Skirts, I wear T-shirts She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find that what you're looking for has been here the whole time If you could see that I'm the one who understands you, been here all along so, why can't you see? You belong with me.."

Pairing: football player!lee know x introverted!reader

genre: angst (with fluff at the end...?)

You Belong With Me~

a/n: this is absolutely my favourite song ever! @hugsforjungwon thanks for requesting this, it was thrilling to write, and I hope you like it!

my taglist is open btw, just message me if you wanna be part of it!!

masterlist | prompt list

ty, @cafekitsune for the dividers~

feedback and reblogs are greatly appreciated!

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The night was calm and peaceful. You lounged on the couch, absentmindedly swiping through your phone, while your best friend, Minho, lay sprawled across you. An 80’s hip-hop song played softly in the background, prompting you to groan. "Who on earth decided to play this ancient song?" you quipped, only to answer your own question. "Oh right, we have a Minho in the room." He simply rolled his eyes, and you couldn't help but chuckle.

You and Minho had been inseparable since childhood, so close that you even defied the college rules and secretly roomed together. In your opinion, sharing a room with your best friend was far better than being stuck with some spoiled rich girl. The college dorm arrangements were always harsh, and you didn't want to take any chances.

Over time, your connection with Minho has only grown stronger, and perhaps, you've developed a crush on him. However, you knew deep down that his relationship status as someone's boyfriend rendered your feelings insignificant. It was heart-wrenching for you, but what truly mattered was Minho's happiness, even if it wasn't with you.

Tonight appeared to be just like any other normal night, with both of you lying down engrossed in your phones. Strangely enough, Minho seemed restless, his fingers dancing furiously on the screen as he typed away. Suddenly, his ringtone erupted into a fast-paced melody, prompting him to abruptly leave the room. You didn't pay much attention at first, but you could faintly hear his voice resonating from outside the door. He was tense and arguing.

You realised it was another one of the many fights between him and his girlfriend. You sighed and turned your attention back to your phone. After a few minutes you heard him come back inside, a hand running through his hair like he always did when he was nervous.

“Trouble in paradise?” you asked putting your phone down and turning your attention to him. Minho laughed ruefully, running his fingers through his hair again, as if just thinking about it was enough to make him want to pull at his hair. "Not exactly," he replied, his voice tinged with a mixture of fondness and frustration. "Jiyeon is wonderful, really. It's just that we have different...senses of humor. She didn't appreciate one of my jokes, I brushed it off as something trivial, and now she's giving me the silent treatment."

"Makes sense. Your jokes suck."

"They do not."

"You're the only one who laughs at them."

"You do too!"

"Only because they're so bad!". As you uttered those words, your gaze dropped to the floor, almost as if avoiding eye contact would reveal the hidden truth of your admiration for Minho's jokes.

"Jiyeon's not bad, of course, but don't you think you jumped into this a little too quickly?" The thought had been lingering in your mind, quietly questioning whether Minho's trust in everyone was warranted. It took him quite some time to let his guard down and trust someone, and although you would never voice it aloud, you couldn't help but feel that he had rushed into this relationship faster than he was comfortable with.

Maybe it was because Jiyeon actually registered as a girl to him. After all these years of being friends, you probably didn’t look any different than the boys to him. It wasn't that you didn't enjoy dressing up, it just wasn't a priority for you, and you didn't have much time for it. Growing up in a small neighborhood, you weren't exactly the social butterfly either.

Jiyeon, on the flip side, always exuded an air of elegance and charm. She was effortlessly put together, making it easy to engage in meaningful conversations with her. Although she adored Jiyeon, it pained her to see her standing next to Minho. They didn't even have to be physically close to give off the impression of a couple.

As your conversation gradually faded, you decided to play some music. The song that came on was your absolute favorite, causing you to sway your head and unleash your inner karaoke star. Minho chuckled, leaning back in his chair, his fingers unconsciously tapping along to the rhythm.

"Jiyeon would absolutely despise listening to this," Minho remarked.

"It's quite entertaining!" you replied with a smirk.

Uh huh, sure," he playfully retorted.

In that moment, you couldn’t think of what Jiyeon thinks of all things. You saw her enough without dwelling on her when she wasn't even there. So what if the music was a bit silly and funky? You were a little silly and funky yourself. Sometimes it made you wonder how Minho could spend time with you, considering how different you were from Jiyeon. It just didn't make sense to you.

But what did Jiyeon really know? She wasn't the one who had known him for ages, who could sense his moods from across the house, or who shared all his inside jokes. No, that was you. But did it even matter anymore? Who were you to feel bitter about Minho's new love interest? Just a friend who hung on his every word, whether you showed it or not.

"I don't understand how you can listen to this," Minho interrupted your thoughts, causing you to quickly look away, feeling your face flush from almost being caught staring at him. "It all sounds the same to me. Like static."

"Not to me," you replied, watching Minho get up to make some tea. You couldn't help but wonder if there was some sort of barrier over his eyes that you could remove, so he could see you for who you truly were: everything he had been searching for.

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The following day, Minho was in the company of Jiyeon during the morning, but upon his return, he seemed unusually quiet. It was evident that he had a lot on his mind, so you decided not to disturb him. However, you couldn't resist for too long.

"I noticed you left in the morning," you mentioned.

"Yeah, I was with Jiyeon," he replied.

"Is everything alright?" you asked, concerned.

He let out a forced laugh. "As alright as it can be, I suppose."

You nodded, not wanting to pry further. "Are you ready for the big game this afternoon?" you inquired. "Yeah, I guess," he responded nonchalantly. You smiled, reassuring him, "You're our star quarterback, you'll do great." Extending your fist, you offered him a fist bump, and he reciprocated.

The game arrived sooner than expected, and you quickly put on your house scarf before rushing to the stadium to wish Minho luck. Spotting him, you couldn't contain your excitement and almost tackled him to the ground. His laughter filled the air, a rare and beautiful sound. It was moments like these that made you feel privileged to be one of the few who could bring out that genuine joy in him.

As you said 'Good Luck,' you both performed your special handshake, a ritual you always followed before every game. Afterward, Minho mentioned that he had something important to tell you and went off to prepare himself. You waved him goodbye and found a seat in the bleachers. It was then that your gaze fell upon Jiyeon, she was the head cheerleader, energetically waving her pompoms and looking absolutely adorable in her tight top and short skirt, something you would never be. You couldn't help but feel surprised that Minho didn't approach her for a kiss or something.

The game began and the crowd erupted with cheers, each person supporting their own team. In the end, your and Minho's team emerged victorious! You jumped up, threw your scarf aside, and hurried down to meet Minho.

"You were amazing! I'm so proud of you, as always," you said excitedly.

"Thanks, y/n," he replied, wiping the sweat off his forehead.

You continued to gush about the thrilling game, but then noticed that Minho was only focused on you. Curious, you asked him what was on his mind.

"I wasn't completely honest earlier. Jiyeon and I... we broke up. And I've been thinking aboutwhether I made the right decision or if I was too blind to see what was right in front of me. I think I've found my answer."

You stood there, shocked, and surprised. Was this really happening?

Without warning, Minho swept you off my feet and pulled you into the most passionate kiss you had ever experienced. In that moment, it felt like the entire world disappeared, leaving just the two of you.

There was nothing wrong with exploring, making mistakes, and searching for love. But if it wasn't out there, Minho would always come back.

He would always come back to the person he had known all along.

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bright-molina · 1 year

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dating chad meeks martin headcanons

There's two versions of Chad that you get to see. There's the version that everyone else sees, one who's constantly got this little smirk on his face and who people stop in the hallways and who's always involved in some kind of thing going on. The one you wait for every day after school when he has practice, sitting on the bleachers under the sun and regretting everything that led you to be there because you hate being under the sun but also refuse to leave without him. And as soon as practice is over you'll sprint down the bleachers, eager to get to go back inside, and Chad will run to catch up to you and throw an arm around your shoulders and kiss the top of your head and you'll shove him off with a roll of your eyes and a smile because you already can't stand the horrid heat, there's no way you can deal with him all sticky and sweaty on top of it all.

But then there's the real him, the version he lets himself fall into when he's around you and the rest of your friends and no one else. The one who drives the two of you back to his place after practice and shouts along to your favorite songs with you, he learned the words just for you. The one who eagerly watches movies with you and Mindy and everyone else and debates them just for fun. The one who will eagerly run up to you in the morning and take your hand and excitedly infodump a bunch of information about one of his favorite things to you. Sometimes you'll see him peak through the window of your classroom and eagerly wave you over and you'll give some unbelievable, half assed excuse that'll surely get you in trouble later but it's always worth it when Chad drags you out to his car, giggling the whole way there declaring he just missed you so much in the last hour since he'd seen you, and is insistent that he needs time alone with you immediately or he'll die.

You love all of him the same. But still, you can't deny that the version reserved just for you is by far your favorite.

Chad is easily the most himself when he's with you. When there isn't any pressure from anyone or anything else. He's quiet and gentle and so very soft and just so full of love for you he can't hold it all in. He's constantly holding you or touching you in some way, always leaning over to press little butterfly kisses to whatever part of you he can reach. He really, truly, genuinely cannot get enough.

His love language is one hundred percent physical touch. It's not uncommon at all for him to whisper this soft "come here, baby" out of the blue and not waste any time in pulling you into his lap, burying his head in your chest, letting out this deep sigh, and just holding you because he just really needs you close. One of his favorite places on earth is laying down with his head in your lap. It's really easy for him to forget the entire world when he gets lost in drawing silly little shapes on your thighs with his fingers while you hold him, he really does love it more than almost anything else.

He finds it really hard to sleep without you. Like, genuinely, he's pretty sure he's addicted because if you aren't right beside him he'll toss and turn all night long and is barely able to close his eyes at all. He likes holding you close and will often times fall asleep with his arms around you and your head on his chest. However he also moves around a lot in his sleep so he will also usually wake up being held by you instead because it's the only way you can get him to settle down while he's mostly asleep. (This is a fact he refuses to believe.)

a/n me when i tried my hardest to stay away from canon events and the angst but i have so many more thoughts on those so like,,mayhaps a part two anyone??? anyway i love chad so much and i miss him so here are these thoughts i couldn't get out of my head and that i couldn't fit anywhere else <3

(i could also be very easily persuaded to do these for other characters i'm nothing if not a people pleaser and also just so in love with everyone)

#chad meeks martin #scream #scream 6 #scream 5 #scream vi #scream v #scream 2022 #chad meeks martin x reader #scream x reader #scream imagine #chad meeks martin imagine #scream movie #please don't ask me where this came from i in fact don't know its literally nearly midnight

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A World of Pure Imagination

Author's Note: This chapter took longer than expected, but here it is! Things are picking up now! Also, who else didn't know giraffes had milk? I certainly didn't think about that, lol.

Enjoy the chapter! ♥️

Chapter 4: A Big Night Out, Indeed

Yin woke up to someone gently shaking his shoulder, making him groan sleepily.

"Yin. Wake up. It's time." A familiar voice whispered into his ear, making him open his eyes. Despite his blurred vision, he recognized the gorgeous face looking down at him.

"Willy?" Yin sat up immediately and took in his surroundings. He realized he wasn't in Noodle's room but Willy's room. He felt a blush creep onto his cheeks and neck. Willy didn't seem to notice.

"Come on. I still need your help." Willy told him, gentle smile on his face. Yin pulled himself out of the bed and slipped his boots on. Once he did, Wonka placed his hand on Yin's back as he guided him to the laundry room; an action that made Yin tremble.

"What do you need help with, Willy?" Yin asked as they took a different route to the laundry room where the others, except for Noodle, were getting ready to work.

"I need your help with Tiddles." Wonka replied. Yin was confused, but he let Willy explain. "I have already dealt with Bleacher. Noodle is handling Mrs. Scrubbit. What I want you to do is help me get Tiddles."

Yin was a bit nervous. Tiddles was one aggressive dog, but he shrugged, deciding to trust Willy. "All right. What do we need to do?"

"You'll see." Willy said to Yin before giving him a smile and a wink.

Yin felt a blush creep onto his cheeks and pressed his lips together to prevent any noise from coming out of his mouth. He sighed after a few seconds.

'I really like him, don't I?' He thought to himself before following Willy.

🎵Then you stick it in the barrel

Scrub, scrub🎵

The sound of the workers' familiar singing as Yin helped Willy push a cart.

Then, Willy and Yin went into a separate room of the laundry room. Everyone, to Yin's surprise, was struggling a bit with work today. Willy showed Yin a piece of fabric; Yin recognized at a piece of Willy's pants.

🎵Oh Tiddles

Here's your chance

To chew my mailman pants🎵

Willy shook the fabric towards the sleeping dog. This alerted the pooch, and he started to run towards the two, barking.

Once the dog was in, Willy closed the door. Yin, with some hesitation, jumped and grabbed the dog with all his strength. "Gotcha, big boy."

"Nice work, Yin. I knew you could do it." Willy praised and patted his shoulder.

Yin bit his bottom lip before smiling as he struggled to keep Tiddles calm in his arms. "Now what?" He asked Willy. "Bring him over here. I think it's time Tiddles finds himself a new hobby." Willy with a playful smirk.

🎵Something must be going on

Cause we never change our song

Scrub, scrub🎵

Yin chuckled at his friends. Something was going on already.

Willy took Tiddles and told Yin to close his eyes. Yin did so without question. He heard some mechanical whirring, Tiddles whines of protest, and Willy's humming. After a few minutes...

"All right. Are you ready to see my latest invention, Yin?" Willy asked the pretty young man.

"Yeah. I'm ready." Yin replied.

"Okay. Open your eyes."

Yin opened his eyes, and he gasped. Tiddles was tied up to a machine of Willy's creation. Many spinning mechanisms, items that were previously lying around the wash house, and even a track for a cart. All operated by Tiddles walking, chasing after the same piece of fabric Willy showed him earlier.

"Oh my.... you... you built this?!" Yin asked with surprise and awe.

Willy nodded. "I have mentioned that I am an inventor." Yin chuckled. "Yes, you have. But I never knew in this sense." Yin marveled at the machine. "You are a man of many talents." Yin told Willy.

"Why, thank you, Yin. I'm sure you are as well." Willy said with a smile.

Yin blushed lightly. "Now, one more thing you have to do for me, then the rest is up to Noodle." Willy told him. "What's that?" Yin asked. "Gather everyone so they can see this for themselves." Yin nodded. "You got it!" Yin ran back over to the group who were still a bit confused by why things seemed so different.

"Everyone! May I have your attention, please?!" Yin called out to them.

Everyone looked at Yin. "What is it, Yin?" Abacus asked his figurative son.

"I have a creation I must show you. It's an invention that will make your eyes pop out your sockelets." Yin said with a laugh.

Willy snickered at Yin's choice of words.

"Oh. All right. Let's see what you have to show us. Then, we have to get back to work." Piper told Yin.

Yin nodded and led them to the movable wall where he knew Willy is behind with his invention. He knocked on the wall, giving Willy the signal.

The movable wall opened, showing the other workers what was behind it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you a brand new contraption of my creation. An innovation in laundrification." Wonka presented.

The other workers were very confused but also surprised.

🎵Scrub, scrub🎵

"Let me ask you a question. How does Tiddles want to spend all of his time? Chasing after mailmen!"

Tiddles barked in response.

'He actually sounds like an entrepreneur. It's pretty funny but entertaining.' Yin thought to himself.

"And what do Yin and I have to do all day, fellow scrubbers? Please."

🎵Scrub, scrub🎵

"But now, with Willy Wonka's Wild and Wonderful Wishy Washy Wonka Walker -- please don't make me say that again! Tiddles gets to run, and Yin and I can have fun."

Yin felt Willy wrap an arm around his shoulders, and he had to keep himself from freaking out.

🎵Scrub, scrub🎵

Everyone followed the pair, either curious or ready to scold them as they walked to the dumbwaiter. Willy motioned Yin to go in first. Yin did so, followed by Wonka, after he got his coat, hat and cane.

"Just popping out for a bit. We'll be back before roll call. Until then, Tiddles has agreed to..."

🎵Scrub, scrub🎵

The others watched in utter confusion as the dumbwaiter closed.

"Thank you for helping me, Yin. We make a good team." Willy praised Yin as he slipped into the laundry bag he grabbed.

Yin blushed lightly but smiled shyly. "Of course." He replied. "And yeah, we do make a great team." He whispered as he slipped into his respective laundry bag.

Once the dumbwaiter was on the main floor, Yin fell into the laundry cart with the other bags with a thud. Willy followed suit, landing in the cart; but accidentally landed on top of Yin. Yin held back a groan of pain as Noodle pulled the cart of the wash house and towards a nearby alleyway. Once there, Noodle peeked into Wonka's bag.

Willy looked at Noodle. "Really?"

Noodles nodded, and Willy gets out of the laundry bag and hops out of the cart. Noodle then looks again. "Yin? Are you with us?"

Yin peeked out of his laundry bag, the material covering part of his face, where you can only see his (eye color) eyes. He was purposefully trying to hide an obvious blush on his cheeks.

"Yep."

Noodle giggled in amusement, knowing what it meant, before letting Yin escape the confides of the bag and hop out of the cart.

"We did it! Well done, Noodle!" Willy praised the girl.

"I can't believe it worked!" Noodle exclaimed.

"Of course it would work! We do it all the time!" Yin told her with a smile.

Willy exclaimed while taking off his top hat, "Now, wait til you see how much chocolate I made last night! We sell this, and we're gonna -" He paused after pulling out a glass jar. It was completely empty. "Oh no!"

"What's wrong, Willy?" Yin asked.

"Where's the chocolate?" Noodle asked after.

"I don't know how to tell you two this, but... they've been stolen."

"Stolen?" Noodle said.

Wonka hummed in affirmation.

"By who?" Yin asked.

Willy replied, "The Little Orange Man."

"What?" Noodle and Yin said at the same time.

"The Little Orange Man. Didn't I tell you two about him?"

Noodle shook her head. "No, you didn't." She replied. Yin only shook his head.

"He's my nemesis! He's about yay high, comes in the dead of night, and steals all my chocolate. Been happening ever few weeks for the past, ooh... three, four years now." Willy explained animatedly.

Noodle looked like she didn't believe him. "Really?" She asked. Yin, on the other hand, was in the middle. It seemed so random, but he felt like he could believe Willy.

Willy started to speak again, very animatedly. "Sometimes I spy him in that strange realm 'twixt sleep and wake, green hair glinting in the moonlight."

"Green hair?!" Noodle exclaimed in disbelief.

Wonka's tone turned vengeful. "One day I shall catch him, and when I do..."

"Willy? Willy!" Yin snapped the gorgeous boy out of his monologue.

"Yes, Yin." Willy said, back to normal.

Instead, Noodle spoke, "You don't actually expect Yin and I to believe this, do you?"

"Course I do! What other explanation is there?"

"I don't know. That you go to sleep, dream about a little green man..."

"Orange man, green hair." Yin corrected. Willy nodded at Yin.

"... and while you're dreaming, stuff your face with chocolate!" Noodle exclaimed.

Wonka looked mildly offended. "Stuff my face with -" Then he paused and thought about it more. "Actually, that does make a lot more sense. Have I been eating my own chocolate?"

Yin had to repress a laugh at Willy's self-talk, finding it entertaining, endearing, and adorable. Yin shook his head at the thought.

"Why did I ever think this would work?" Noodle asked her.

Wonka was still thinking out loud. "I don't think so." Yin watched Willy think until he heard Noodle again,

"Stupid Silver Linings."

"Hey! There's nothing stupid about his chocolate." Yin defended.

Willy swore he felt his cheeks warm up at Yin, defending him and his creation. "Thank you, Yin." He told him, voice soft.

Noodle looked back at the inventor. "If Mrs. Scrubbit had spotted us, I'd be in the coop right now!" She exclaimed. "And, if she caught Yin, she would've -" She went on but was stopped by Yin grabbing her shoulders.

"Noodle! Calm down. It's okay. She didn't catch us. She won't ever." Yin reassured his friend, rubbing up and down her arms comfortingly.

Noodle looked at her friend, inhaled, and exhaled softly before nodding at him. "Thanks." She whispered. Yin nodded back at her.

Willy spoke up. "Look, I'm sorry, okay? But we can make more chocolate. The only problem is I'm all out of milk."

"That's not a problem." She went over to a door that had milk bottles on the steps and took one. "Milk."

Horrified, Willy takes it. "A), that's stealing." He puts it back. "And C), Willy Wonka does not use any old cow's milk. For this particular creation, I require the milk of a giraffe."

Yin had to stop himself from giggling at Willy's reaction to the milk stealing idea. He found it endearing that Willy didn't want to steal from people. But when he hears about the giraffe part, he looks at him.

"Wait.... giraffes have milk?" He asked softly, more to himself.

Noodle realizes it's easier not to argue with Willy. "Okay, fine. As a matter of fact, there's one at the zoo."

"Bingala!" Willy exclaimed and started to stride off down the alley. Yin let out a muffled snort.

"But a), the zoo's not that way..." Noodle said.

Willy turned back. "Gotcha."

"... and b), they're not just gonna let you just walk into her and milk it."

Yin nodded. "She has a point."

Wonka didn't seem fazed. Instead, he only smiled. "That, my dear friends, is why we're very lucky that little orange man didn't find this."

He tapped the top of his cane. It opened up, revealing a single chocolate in a tiny box.

"What is it?" Yin asked curiously.

"You'll see." Willy told him with a smile.

(Time skip)

It was now nighttime, and Yin and Wonka stood far away as they waited for Noodle. It had begun to snow as they did. Yin loved the snow, so he was mostly distracted as Noodle talked to the security guard.

"You love snow?" Willy asked, shaking Yin out of his trance. He looked at the beautiful magician and nodded his head. "Yeah. I always have." He replied softly. Willy gave him a gentle smile that made Yin's heart skip a beat. But before he could say anything else, Noodle came back. Willy turned to her.

"Well done, Noodle."

"Thanks. What was that chocolate really?" She asked. Yin, now paying attention, was curious about it too.

"It's called "A Big Night Out," a single chocolate that perfectly mimics a night on the town." They looked at the security office, seeing the guard's silhouette behind the blind.

"The outer layer is champagne truffle." Willy explained.

The guard put the chocolate in his mouth. "Ooh! Lovely!"

"Next comes a layer of white wine. Then red. That's when the singing and dancing start." Willy continued.

After he said that, the guard started to sing and dance. "We're gonna have a party tonight!"

"It's when he hits the layer of whiskey fudge he'll get emotional." Willy kept going.

On cue, the guard slumped into his chair, weeping. "She was the one woman I ever loved!"

"He might do something reckless." Willy warned.

The security guard then picked up a phone and dials. He started talking to this girl named Gwen, or Gwennie, as he called her and proclaimed his love for her.

Yin couldn't help but start snickering at the scene. It was just too funny. He had to hold onto something to keep himself from falling. Luckily, Willy and Noodle both grabbed an arm, keeping him steady until he stopped giggling. Willy found it adorable.

"Finally, he hits some old port from the back of the cupboard and..." Willy paused, then the guard passed out.

Noodle and Yin were impressed. "That's a pretty powerful chocolate!" Noodle exclaimed. "Thank you." Willy said.

"He will be alright, won't he?" Yin asked. Despite him laughing at the guard's expense, he was still concerned about his well-being.

"Of course! At the center is a tiny aspirin, which fizzes on his tongue as he sleeps. He'll wake up in the morning with an aftertaste of shame and regret, but come five o'clock tomorrow, he'll have a strange urge to do it all again." Willy explained as he went to the security window and pulled a lever, opening the zoo gate.

Yin was floored. 'He's a genius! And thoughtful!' He thought to himself. 'How is he so perfect?' Yin shook his head again at the thought and followed Willy and Noodle as they entered the zoo.

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