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officialrickshades · 8 months
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IM THE SMARTEST MAN ALIVE AND EVERYONE LAUGHS AT MY GENIUS
I HAVE SAVED $1.35 AND I AM ABLE TO MIX MY SAUCES SO MUCH MORE EFFICIENTLY
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kikisfuneralservice · 2 years
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“i only have eyes for you” - kim jonghyun x reader | DRABBLE
as a start to my mini comfort drabble series for the members i’ve decided to start with Mr. Romantic himself. i was listening to “i only have eyes for you” by the flamingos while writing this! :)
gn!reader x kim jonghyun
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warnings: none but maybe a lil saucy at the end also this was not proofread oopsies
*ALL CONTENT IS PURELY FICTIONAL AND NON-ASSOCIATIVE WITH ANY OF SHINEE OR SM ENTERTAINMENT- PURELY FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES!*
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To dream was something you couldn’t quite put your finger on. From the moment of falling asleep to waking up, you never seemed to remember your dreams. A dream of a ride in a Cinderella carriage along the moonlight was a recurring idea in the back of your mind; a beautiful horse drawn carriage and a handsome prince holding you in his arms.
You sighed, rolling over onto your side; the moon shone bright through the window blinds, creating strips of light that seeped into the dark room like rays of sunlight. The sun stripes laid parallel to one another, creating a pattern of light on the cotton duvet. After a long day of running around, there is nothing better than rolling over onto a cool pillow to look out at the moonshine through your window.
There was a divet in the balance of the mattress, causing you to shift slightly at the body entering the blanket underneath. Nothing was spoken: You were too tired to turn over onto your other side, but rather letting the pair of wandering hands that had entered the bed to migrate down to your sides and wrapping around your bare midriff. You felt the warmth of a body suddenly up against your back, soft hair and delicate features of a beautiful face laying down to rest. 
“You’re home early,” you murmured, letting the man behind you completely melt into your body. You felt his skin up against yours, nothing put cloth covering his lower half. He placed his warm chest against your back, feeling the movement of his breathing, in and out, in and out.
“What time do I normally come home?” you heard him chuckle, stuffing his face into your hair. You felt his fingers creep up to your hair to play with a few strands. 
“I never see you come home.” You looked out the window, feeling the warmth of his presence against you. “I’m always wiped out before I can see you come home.” You pulled your lips in tightly, sucking in a breath. It always felt like you never had time to feel him against you anymore. Sure, you saw him every day, but not every day was the day to be completely submerged in his embrace. 
You could almost feel his smile as he tightened his arms around you, pulling your body toward his: “I’m home,” he murmured, “now. I came home for you.” You felt his warmth pressed against your lower back.
“You need to be working more,” you said with a sigh, knowing how important his work was to him as well as to keep the creative juices flowing as much as possible while in and out of workshops. “You still have so much to get done.”
“I don’t live to work,” he whispered, as if there were others in the room, yet you were the only one against him, feeling his lips against your ear. “I live for you.”
You turned your body around to finally meet him: Every time you looked at him, no matter how many times your eyes met his, they had the same sparkle as the first time he ever laid eyes on you. “Don’t live for me.” You sighed, placing your hands on either side of his face, his hands still placed on your sides. “I don’t want to be in your way.”
“Let me live for you,” he bargained, sliding his face closer to meet yours. You closed your eyes, feeling his breath on your face. “Be mine.” Your eyes flickered open to look at his beautiful face, running a hand through his messy mop of hair. He laid his forehead against yours, running his hands up the side of your neck and to cup your jaw softly. He placed a soft kiss on top of your nose, then to your cheekbones, all the way up to the top of your head. “Be mine forever.”
You chuckled, shyly moving your face away. “I don’t think forever exists,” you mumbled, your head making its way toward his chest and holding him tight, his soft cologne now mixed in with the smell of your fresh bed sheets.
“Forever doesn’t exist,” he lamented, caressing the side of your head; you felt nervous when he pulled your chin to move your face in front of him, making eye contact with wide and moist eyes. “We can just make it seem like it… Even if we don’t end up staying together like this, I wish for you to be with me until life chooses our end.”
“Soulmates, you mean,” you replied softly against his lips.
“Yes.” He settled on the word, letting it resonate on his tongue. “Yes. I will spend the rest of my life with you, so be it. You’re never getting rid of me.”
His face, only centimeters away from yours, was a tease, feeling his soft lips on your forehead. “I love you.” You felt him shift in the bed, his embrace around you tightening. You moved your head up to meet his eyes again. “You’re the only one I want.”
“I love you,” he said breathlessly like he had never been told of his presence, his own self, as a loved person. He let his eyes fall, unable to keep eye contact, concealing the moisture that built up in them. “Y/N…”
You captured his lips in a kiss, moving your hands up to cup his jaw in your palms. He sighed softly, moving his body into you and holding you tight. His hands became loose from your sides and moving down to your hips slowly, motioning you to hover over to straddle him. His hunger was intense; the thought of being loved by someone… it was too much to fathom in one thought. Feeling him holding you was love, and what it stood for. Love is not only passion, but security. In the dark and dim lit room, feeling him against your lap, this was the present. This was the only present as it will ever be; every moment after this one will soon become the past, and he was your past, present, and your future. 
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thank you again for your support! i’ve decided just to do this mini assignment to keep me going because i haven’t had a lot to write or post recently :( more fluff for the other members coming soon!!! <3
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mllysw · 5 years
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🌁 Our muses play in the snow! w/ @hcro 
date: december 26th, 2023 time: 1:42pm place: weasley residence (molly, lucy, percy and audrey’s house) 
“lils!” molly tumbled from her perch atop the railing of the main steps to her house the moment lily came into view on the long drive. she stumbled towards her cousin, wand in hand and limbs flailing before skidding to a stop. she grinned. “look!” she waved her wand at a nearby snowbank. “glacies viventum!” 
the charm of molly’s own invention caused the white flakes to swirl rapidly around themselves until they formed a hobgoblin-looking mass of snow, with carved out divets forming eyes and a mouth. the snow-creature stood a half-foot taller than lily, and it reached out to tap molly’s cousin on the shoulder as it let out a grunt. 
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“is this some elsa-level shit or what?”
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daydr-eam · 7 years
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Hi. I know I literally just followed you, but like... There's something I really want to address?? I know you're a Kihyun stan as well, and I hope I'm not the only one who noticed that he lost weight. Like A LOT of weight. Even just within the past two or three months. And honestly, I'm a little bit concerned... I hope Starship isn't forcing/pressuring him to do this :(
yes omg!! actually, i’ve seen quite a few people saying the same things.. like, that lil divet in his jaw (which is beautiful, bless it) is way more noticable than usual??? and just in general it seems like it. i hope its not starship, and i also really really hope he’s not facing any personal body issues or something cause that’d break my heart 💕💕 lets hope he’s okay at the moment 💕💕💕
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