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wannaeatramyeon · 9 months
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Lookism + HTF: Who fell first, Who fell harder hc
You fell first and fell harder
Johan Seong, Eugene, Samuel Seo, James Lee/DG, Hudson Ahn, Jason Yoon, Lee Jinho (lol)
You fell first but he fell harder
Gun Park (surprise!), Vasco Tabasco, Vin Jin, Eli Jang, Sinu Han, Warren Chae, Xiaolong, Jerry Kwon, Kim Munseong
He fell first and fell harder
Daniel Park, Jay Hong, Zack Lee, Jake Kim, Jace Park, Jibeom Kwak, Lineman, Brad Lee, Baek Hangyeol, Ji Yeonwoo, Han Wangguk
He fell first but you fell harder
Goo Kim, Ryuhei Kuroda, Jihan Kwak, Seong Taehoon, Baek Seongjun, Seo Haesu
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soyxx · 7 months
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taejun pak hates gay people
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shesalewa · 1 month
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IM CRINGING. IM CRINGING. I'M CRINGING.
MORGAN FREEMAN SAVE ME.
I HATE THE JIYOUNG X JIWOO SHIP SO BAD.
282 CHAPTER OF ELECEED.
She says "what does your heart say Jiwoo???" Ksbdjrvsj FB eirhbrbfj ugUGHHHHHHHHH SPARE ME THE EMBARRASSMENT.
BRO. SHE SHOULD PICK SOMEONE HER AGE.
LIKE DAWG. The only reason why jiwoo is drawn to Jiyoung is because he's thankful that she was there to help him and protect him. And because she's strong.
OTHER THAN THAT THE RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN THEM IS JUST FORCED. IT'S FORCED. FORCED I TELL YOU. IT'S SO DISGUSTING.
Jiyoung actually has no reason to like Jiwoo. "slow burn?" NO. IN THE EARLY EPISODES. Jiyoung blushed at Jiwoo because she was growing fond of him. JUST LIKE HOW INHYUK BLUSHED AT JIWOO'S CUTENESS BECAUSE INHYUK SEE'S JIWOO AS SOMEONE HE WANTS TO PROTECT.
I do not approve of this relationship. It's ugly. It's disgusting. It's forced. I hate it.
BUT FKN DAMNIT THE ART MAKES IT WORSE. "But wdym makes it worse???" THE ART MAKES IT LOOK LIKE IT'LL BE A GOOD SHIP WHEN GOSH DAMN IT DOES NOT. (no hate to the artist. I just hate how it's drawn as if they're drawn to each other when they clearly have absolutely no chemistry.)
Okay let me explain.
In action. Romance is a thing that shouldn't be written in. (Unless you're the dude that wrote down White blood/unholy blood then yes. Because you're a professional.)
TAKE IN FOR EXAMPLE.
LOOKISM. GOSH. Daniel and Jay have chemistry. However there's actually a good ship between Daniel and another girl (NO IT'S NOT CRYSTAL. FOR F-CK SAKE SHE'S A FORCED HEROINE TOO. DAMN.) that girl is ZOE. SHE HAS SO MUCH CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT. I LOVE HOW JUST FOR DANIEL SHE WILLING PUT HERSELF IN A BAD RELATIONSHIP BECAUSE SHE WANTED TO PROTECT HIM.
NEXT.
Designated bully.
B/TCH IM SORRY. HE'S A GROWN A// MAN WHO HAS NO INTEREST IN YOU. YOU'RE A FKN 14-15 IDK YRO GIRL.
LIKE DAMN 😭
WHAT ELSE. OH.
VIRAL HIT. (How to fight)
OH MY GOSH. UGHHHH
HOOBIN HAS MORE CHEMISTRY WITH TAEHUN THAN HE DOES WITH THE GIRL I DON'T EVEN KNOW HER DAMN NAME.
NOT ONLY THAT SHE HAS MORE CHANCES WITH HER CHILDHOOD FRIEND THE RED HAIRED DUDE. MORE THAN WITH HOOBIN.
Damn 😭
DO I HAVE TO ADD IN MORE???
DO I???
The gays are the most active. When it's Action, Sports, Action-fantasy(ORV, trash of the count family etc.), idc. Idk. There's probably more. BUT. AS LONG AS IT INVOLVES FIGHTING. GAYS ARE MOST ACTIVE.(Yes this involves debating. Like ace attorney. Cause gosh damn. Miles and phoenix have so much chemistry)
Take True education/ Get schooled.
It has absolutely 0 romance. And the romance that did exist. Is gone bc our Mc Warren, lost his fiancee. And this was the best action story that spoke of romance without getting it involved.
If writers wanna write down Romance-action they should learn from White blood . ESPECIALLY IF THEY WANT IT TO BE STRAIGHT.
CAUSE DAMN THE SUCK A// AT WRITING STRAIGHT COUPLES.
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mintpurrfect · 3 months
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Hi, I really like your work, If possible could you please write a one shot with Taehoon from biral hit and his s/o where his father caught them kissing and what his reaction would be, how he will behave, if not then everything is fine
⩇:⩇⩇ — kiss it better
⤿synopsys﹕ seong taehoon is the type of person who most people classify as "cool". so it was rather unexpected yet somewhat hilarious to find out from his father that he used to be such a clumsy and dumb kid. which he still is.
⤿character﹕ seong taehoon x gn!reader
⤿genre﹕ fluff
⤿warnings﹕ it's mostly just cursing and probably my bad grammar and spellings, but other than that, there's none. not proofread.
⤿note﹕ it's been awhile! I recently just saw this (cuz tumblr didn't give me a notification once again) so I rushed through this since I've got a small burst of inspiration lmao. There's also another anon who asked for a Taehoon fic so, here you go! I hope you guys enjoy this<3
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Taehoon was an asshole.
That is what you're currently thinking as you sit down crossed-legged on the floor of the dojang as you stare up at Taehoon who was standing before you.
“You're such an ass!” you exclaimed loudly, glaring at him as you gently rub your forehead.
He grabbed a water bottle and took a sip, completely ignoring your whole existence. This, of course, made you even more annoyed.
How dare he flick you on the forehead really hard and act as if nothing happened? He's absolutely heartless!
“That hurt, you jerk!” once again, you expressed how you were currently feeling, grumbling under your breath about how much of an annoying and mean bastard he was.
As you continued to sulk while still sitting on the floor with a frown on your face, Taehoon's gaze wandered over you, lingering for a few seconds before a soft sigh left his lips.
“Damn it... Let me see.” he mumbled before crouching in front of you, reaching forward and carefully lifting your chin up.
He checked your forehead and saw that it was slightly red, making him realise that he might have used too much strength than intended.
You watch him while remaining silent, noticing how his lips were formed into a thin line and how his eyes narrowed as he observed the red mark on your forehead.
He honestly looks like he's ready to murder someone with how scary and tense his face was. You wonder what other people would think if they saw the two of you in this position. Maybe they would assume that he was threatening you to give him your money or something similar.
As your mind wanders away in your own little world, you failed to register that Taehoon had inched closer, his face nearing yours before his lips made contact with your skin.
It took you a moment to process what was happening, still trying to make sense that Taehoon's lips are on your forehead, softly kissing it.
You blinked a few times in utter confusion and surprise when he pulled away and made eye contact with you. He brought his hand up from your chin towards the side of your face, cupping your cheek as he stared into your eyes.
“There, do you feel better now?” He asks in a casual tone, his face stoic yet the tinge of pink on his cheeks and ears didn't go unnoticed by you, but you decided not to comment on it.
You smiled teasingly, shaking your head, “Nope, it still hurts. Maybe you should kiss me here instead.” you said, pointing towards your lips and puckering it up for extra effect.
Taehoon grumbled, rolling his eyes and averting his gaze for a moment before letting out a deep breath and looking at you with an annoyed expression.
“You little sh... Ugh, fine, but you better stop whining after this and get back to practise, okay?”
“Alright!”
And with that, he closed the gap between the two of you, his lips meeting yours in a soft, tender kiss.
You smiled and closed your eyes before kissing him back, enjoying the sweet kiss the two of you shared. His lips were soft against yours and the way he was caressing your skin, drawing small circles on your cheek with his thumb while he kisses you in the most gentle way made your heart flutter.
Lost in the moment, the both of you failed to notice someone opening the door, “Taehoon, could you help me with moving these boxes inside–”
A thud can be heard along with a rather loud gasp, making the two of you pull away from each other and turn towards the source of the noise.
There stood, a wide-eyed Seong Hanseo, who was dramatically covering his mouth with a hand and the box he had was dropped by his feet.
There was an awkward silence that enveloped the dojang for what felt like an eternity, when suddenly, the middle-aged man's face became serious.
You and Taehoon tensed up, preparing yourselves for a scolding to come from the old man. Although, a few moments ticked by and it didn't come. Instead, what greeted the two of you was a father who looked like he was about to cry.
“Ah... You're really grown now... I can still remember the days when I was still changing your diapers like it was yesterday.” Hanseo said, looking towards the large glass window with a reminiscent expression on his face.
“I remember when you were very little, you cried when you accidentally stepped on a dog's poo–”
“Dad, shut up!” Taehoon shouted standing up from his crouched position, glaring daggers at his old man with his face completely red as a riped strawberry.
“Oh, and there was also this time when you fell and slipped down face first when you tried running down the playground slide–”
The day ended with you learning about a bunch of blackmail materials childhood stories of Taehoon. He, unfortunately for him, also had to sit and listen as his father embarrassed him in front of you.
He just knows that you will tease him endlessly about all the things his father was telling you about.
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zaiisaii · 1 year
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VIRAL HIT
⋆ — offers .ᐟ ﹙hobin yoo﹚ .
warning:: gender neu. reader , sub character & nsfw .
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“i'll show you a faster way to get money.” is what you said to the shorter boy before what was going to happen.
hobin gasps loudly when your tongue meets his perky nipple. he takes a fistful of your hair as your teeth graze him.
he lets out a whine, "not there!"
you ignore him, taking his wrists away from you and pinning them above his head. the weaker boy couldn't even resist.
he's doing this for the money. the money, the money. he repeats over and over in his head.
who is he kidding. he'd never slut himself out for a couple of bucks...
maybe.
electricity shoots up his spine as your hand slips down his pants. he squirms, messing your sheets up in the process.
“i-it tickles..." hobin’s lips form a thin line. your lips move from his nipple and to his collarbone, leaving feather-like kisses all around his body.
he lets out quivering moans when your warm hand wraps around him, gently pumping his half-erect cock – he was small and it was so adorable, it would hurt him if he knew that's what you thought – before removing your hand entirely to push his shirt up.
it’s your shirt to be specific, it didn’t fit the smaller boy properly but it was comfortable.
he drops his head to your shoulder and his hips hump the air from the lost friction. you unbutton his pants and pull them down, he helps you out by wiggling out of them.
he shakes his pants out off his legs, panting and in a hurry.
his slender fingers grip onto his underwear and he drops them. you whisper small praises in his ears and he nibbles on his bottom lip.
pretty? him?
you think he's a good boy?
hobin presses his thighs together, as if that'll help his little problem.
fuck, has he always been this desperate for someones touch?
his hands run down his stomach, scratching at himself to hold back from playing with himself in front of you.
“hands to yourself.” you whisper in his ear, staring at the side of his face.
he’s squeezing his eyes shut, face flushed in a harsh red. what an adorable boy.
“it is on myse–” you pinched his tip earning a muffled yelp, he tries his best to shut his legs as he cries into your neck.
you practically have to force him to spread his legs. his socks nearly slipped off by the way he kicks and struggles under your hold. when you manage to succeed, he was left a sobbing mess.
you shush and caress his head, placing a kiss to the side of his head, you can smell the scent of your shampoo on him. "shh, i know it hurts doll, what can i do to make it up—"
hobin lets out a frustrated shout in between his heavy breaths, he only snuggles deeper into your neck to hide his face.
"just fucking touch me already!"
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noahuni · 2 years
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Me to every action manhwa i came across that involves students fighting :
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giyuu-is-lonely7 · 6 months
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Spice: Taehoon Seong x F!reader
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A/N: I got lazy near the end and I apologise if he's OOC. Haven't edited yet.
Warnings: none, maybe implied sexual content near the end
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“You’re so shit and handing spicy food” You laughed as you watched Taehoon down a glass of milk. His glare did nothing, if anything you cracked up even more. A pale milk moustache was evident on his equally pale skin. This boy really thought he could scare you with a glare after you watched him fail at eating the spicy ramen.
His arm came up to his mouth to wipe the milk mou off his face. You were seated at his families' dining table, a bowl of instant ramen in front of you with a pair of chopsticks sticking out from it. Taehoon had invited you over to watch a movie as it was a shit day with even shittier weather, you’d just finished editing his video when he called you over. This was not what you expected though, to be laughing at the guy who would kill someone for even looking at him funny.
“Shut Up.” 
You just couldn’t, if he couldn’t handle the spice why’d he even bother putting it in his ramen. He made his way back to the table with a glass of milk for himself, none for you, you noted. Taehoon was obviously getting ticked off now, so you did your best to calm down. It was quite the show, his once pale face becoming red suddenly out of nowhere. With a finale chuckle, you let a sigh of air pass through your mouth.
“Sorry, sorry.” The tears on the corner of your eyes begged to be released, but you quickly wiped them away so Taehoon wouldn’t know about them. His brows twitched with slight anger, he didn’t like to be laughed at.
“So is this the real reason why you don’t like spicy food? Cause you can’t handle it.” I wasn’t supposed to come out like that, but it was too late to turn back now. 
He was pissed, the eyebrow that twitched and the jaw that clenched were clear signs of it, though you feigned oblivious and continued to speak. “I always found it odd when you take me out to dinner and never order any spicy food. Theres nothing wrong with not having spicy, but if spicy was the only option you’d lower it down.” 
A hand slammed into the wooden table which made the ramen cup bounce in the air a little. This didn’t phase you in the slightest. Instead, you wanted to tease your boyfriend even more. 
“Awwe, did I make my boyfriend who can’t handle spice very well upset, oh whatever shall I do. How could I ever atone for my sins, I know I’ll buy you some ic-” 
Your sentence was cut off when a callused palm slapped over your mouth to restrain you from speaking. Dark brown eyes met your own as his pale skin had a pinkish hue blooming underneath it.
Holy shit!
You had just made your boyfriend blush. The same guy who didn’t even blush when he asked you out was now blushing up a storm over a small little tease.
“Don’t smile.” His voice was less like his normal tone, this one was flustered even. The corners of your mouth rose up even faster at his voice. Slowly your hands reached upwards to remove his from your mouth though it did little as his grip on your face was strong. 
Once again you tried to pull his hand off your face yet it was hopeless. A cocky smirk made its way up to Taehoon’s face, the blush on his face was long gone. The hand that was not latched onto your face was placed on the chair you were sitting on, his hand just mere centimetres away from your shoulder. He leaned forward and whispered in your ear.
“Beg”
This fucker, so you figured out his secret, and now he’s going to make you embarrass yourself because of it. As it, you had dignity to uphold. No way were you going to lick is hand, you had no doubt your boyfriend was clean, but he was still a boy, so that option was an easy pass.
The next option was to act as cute as possible. Make some cute looking eyes or throw some cute little poses, Hah! As if your cold-hearted boyfriend would bend to your will at that, plus being cute was not you at all.
Option three it was, with little to no force at all, you twisted your body around in the chair. Your back no longer had the support from before but you were completely free from his arm now. But you were now falling backwards. 
With a thud you landed on your back, only to be met with a slam from the front as well. A cough escaped your mouth as you opened your eyes. Only to be meat with light brown hair and a hand to the side of your head. Taehoon had landed right on top of you, his face was squished between your boobs. Well what a sight. He had lot his balance when you fell off the chair resulting in him falling, though how’d it end up like this? 
Taehoon shifted his head to look up at you, his brown bangs covered his eyes slightly, your eyebrow quirked up. 
“Comfy down there?” 
He scoffed before shuffling up a bit, you took this chance to take a hit at him.
“Who would have thought you’d have gotten so defensive over nothing, its cute.” A smile made its way up to your face before being replaced by a shit eating grin. “I feel bad though, do I still have to by my boyfriend thats bad at spice ice–” Once more was your sentence cut off, but this time differently.
His warm lips met yours as he stole the words from your mouth. Your eyes closed on instinct as his hand that was once holding your mouth hostage was now caressing your face, mainly cheek but who cares for the details. Having done this with him before, your mouth opened wide as his tongue slipped inside your mouth. Arms reached up to play with his brown hair, the locks were soft to the touch. One of his best features. 
Parting your mouth once more, your eyes opened and Taehoons tongue slipped out of your mouth as a trail of saliva followed his tongue out. With warmed cheeks you let go of your boyfriends hair and stare at him in the eyes as he did the same.
“Finally shut up.” He spoke as you rolled your eyes.
“Oh shut up jackass.” A reply came from your lips.
“I’m home” A cheerful voice spoke from the front door 
Eyes locked with each others, you communicated telepathically.
‘FUCK!’
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lheslie · 10 months
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Taehoon as a boyfriend
- He drags you to the arcade or to the Taekwondo centre.
- If you ask something of him, he would always complain first before he gives it to you.
- He harasses you by cornering you and asks "Got some 500 won?"
- He would always tail you.
- Endless mockery.
- Randomly slaps your ass.
- He would live in your house.
- He'll act like he owns it.
- Makes excuses to live in your house.
"Dad's fucking irritating me. I'm living here for a bit."
"Don't tell dad I'm here."
- He would put beers on your fridge.
- This man doesn't have a romantic bone in his body. But he's trying.
"If ya say please
I might think about it."
- He'd encourage you to do Taekwondo.
- Gets Jealous at you if you ever talk to random men while he's there.
- Would deny he's jealous and then kicks the man for no reason.
- Would give random facts about martial arts from no where.
- Will use your cable or internet to watch martial arts.
- His hand is always either at your waist or behind your neck.
- Throws you flowers out of no where to show his affection.
- He would kick you sometimes.
- Would snoop in you while you're looking at your phone.
"The fuck is that?"
- He would use you as weight while he's exercising.
- He would run to you or to your home when his dad is getting mad at him.
- You secretly tell his father that he's safe with you.
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wannaeatramyeon · 2 months
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Seong Taehoon x Reader: Military Service
Final chapter spoiler! G/N. Fluff.
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Your presence slips into stories with other troops. Places you visited together, things you both experienced, time spent side by side.
"Did you used to hang out at the arcade on your own?" A fellow soldier asks Taehoon.
Taehoon thinks of your face lit up in the artificial glow, his battle victories and KO reflected in your eyes. He responds to the question with a shrug.
It used to be true, after Do Woon, then it wasn't true at all once he met you.
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.
"Are you stupid? Of course Haeundae beach is the best!" A voice pipes up amidst the mess hall chatter.
"Boring." Someone else dismisses, "Everyone always goes there. Overcrowded."
Overcrowded. 
That's one way to put Taehoon's time with you and the Yoo Hobin Company at Daecheon beach, another well known tourist spot.
He spent most of the time annoyed on the train journey, irritated on the sand, shoulder barging people on the pier, and growling at men ogling you for too long.
But then you two ended up drinking on the pier alone that night; you swaying from drinking too much and Taehoon stone cold sober-
"You're really bad tempered you know," you narrow your eyes at Taehoon, who whips his head round at your slurred speech and scowls, "and your personality is definitely something. You're abrasive and mean and hotheaded." 
Taehoon’s eyebrows shoot into his hairline at this unprovoked attack.
"How you have any friends I don't even know. It's like people are attracted to you being an asshole. I suppose I can't talk." You tap your chin, deep in thought and oblivious to how much he looks on the brink of storming off, "Though... I guess you're sweet in your own way. You're cute too. Especially when you pout. I don't pout!" You taunt, in a tone eerily similar to his and you cackle at your own hilarious impression.
Taehoon subtly stops his bottom lip jutting out.
"And you look after me. Even if you also deny that." You direct a drunken grin his way, and don't notice that he doesn't look mad anymore. You didn't even realise he was mad in the first place. "Your disrespect for my personal space is sometimes infuriating too but often hot." You take a swig of your beer muttering, "I don't know why I'm telling you this." 
Taehoon smirks, leaning into your space, holding your chin between his thumb and forefinger, and tilting you up to face him.
"Hot, huh?"
"Asshole," you breathe. You don't know whether the rush of blood to your cheeks is a result of the alcohol or something else.
Taehoon arches an eyebrow, incredulous at your audacity. "I'm the asshole? After everything you just said? You want me to beat you up?"
You huff, looking anywhere but him. "I don't really think you're an asshole. Most of the time. I think I just... I really like you."
You had your first kiss that night. 
You always tell everyone you don't know who kissed who, and Taehoon is surprisingly gentlemanly enough not to say. 
But you remember leaning in first, feeling his gasp-turned-chuckle-turned-sigh on your lips.
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His lungs are on fire, heart thumping in his ears, sweat dripping down his face 
Put through his paces with an 80lb pack on his back, paying for his cocky attitude in the first month to his superiors.
He feels their eyes, impressed though lips curled, as he finishes the 6am drills first yet again. 
"Shit!" Taehoon turns to see a private finishing behind him, a good minute slower, before dropping to all fours and dry heaving.
"H-How the fuck are you so fast? Who did you train with?"
Technically his dad. Taehoon gives his answer, clipped and curt.
What he doesn't mention is you sitting in the dojo all those evenings and nights and early mornings too. In the corner on your laptop, surrounded by books, half falling asleep. Or simply - watching.
What he also doesn't mention, nor has he ever confessed, is that your presence spurs him on to work harder, kick harder, punch harder.
If just for the way your face lights up, mouth forming an 'o', the occasional applause when he's been particularly impressive.
He calls you cringe every time.
Yet he has never mentioned how his chest puffs with pride at your praise, but he thinks it may have been obvious anyway.
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.
Taehoon spots you, back to him, gently swaying to the music on your own. No doubt eyes on Rumi and Wangguk’s first dance as husband and wife, like everyone else.
Your hair looks longer, though of course it is. It's been months.
Self consciousness creeps in. Taehoon wonders if you mind that he hasn't had time to change, his bomber jackets untouched for so long. He wonders if you will like his hair, short and natural, military standard.
Most of all-
If you will still feel the same. After all, young love is fickle, flighty, fleeting.
He swallows down his nervousness and ignores the fluttering in his stomach.
.
.
You feel an arm curling round your waist. The weight of the hand and the heat of the embrace you've dreamt about for nights on end.
"I've been waiting for you," you whisper.
Taehoon kisses you. It feels like the first time, on the sun bleached pier, all those years ago.
Except, he leans in first. 
The softness of your lips just as he remembers, and tonight, he feels your pleased sigh ghosting his skin.
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sparklethegp · 4 months
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based on the video from ptj's youtube <3333
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froggos-are-superior · 3 months
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Webtoon screenshots out of context: part 17
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soyxx · 6 months
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taehobin is my jaeseok.
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uglytintedshades · 2 months
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VIRAL HIT/HTF ANIME ANNOUNCEMENT FROM CRUNCHYROLL- APRIL 2024
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k-dokja · 1 month
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If it's not bothersome, i missed your taehoon writing :) (⁠◔⁠‿⁠◔⁠)
Two parts ✌️
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"...What?"
It is late afternoon, and you are in a corner of the cafe near your school.
Graduation would be in a few months and by now, the troubles Taehoon's friends had with that crime lord or whatever he was had ended. Taehoon's back to being a normal student again. Normal as he can be with his reputation, anyway.
You, however, never stopped being a normal student. By that, it means you've been worrying about your education while Taehoon was hanging out with his friends, busting crime rings, beating criminals up, and caring about anything except his studying.
"I got an offer last week," you explain, "the scholarship will be good for my tuition, and—"
"Fuck that," Taehoon cuts in, "when did you even apply for a scholarship?"
He leans back in his chair. The golden sunshine casts on his brown hair and turns them almost blonde. His features soften under this lighting, accentuated by an ethereal glow. He almost looks angelic, but the effect is marred by the scowl on his face.
"I've been applying for them since last year," you shrug, "I just... never thought to tell you about it."
"So, that's it?" Taehoon glares at you, "You already made the decision without telling me?"
You bite down on your lower lip. A long sigh escapes past your lips before you lean back in your seat. "I didn't tell my friends about applying. I didn't want to create any false hope or expectation."
"But I'm not one of your friends," he grumbles, crossing his arms in front of his chest, "I'm your boyfriend. I'm meant to be the one you can share things you can tell others with."
Belatedly, his eyes widen before he fixates them to yours. "Did you even tell me about this first?"
You sink in your seat under the scrutiny of his gaze. "Well..." It's a little pathetic how you can't even admit this to him, but that doesn't matter when the truth is written on your face.
Taehoon presses his slips together, and you notice the way his fist clenches under the table. He inhales for a long moment, then exhales, slumping back in his seat. "Whatever," he clenches his jaw, "when will you be gone?"
"I have about three months for preparation after graduation," you tell him before continuing, "and then..."
"How long will you be gone?" Taehoon doesn't hesitate to ask. "Will you come back for holidays and the like? Where are you even going anyway?"
You swallow. If you answer more, it would only give him the false hope that you are trying to work this out with him. Because you can see him trying to work it out with you. He's frustrated with you and angry with the situation, but he loves you. He'd probably overcome all of the hassles to stay with you. All the time difference, all the late-night phone calls, all the long days going without seeing each other.
It will take a toll on both of you. Eventually. Inevitably.
That's why you don't want to string him along.
"Taehoon," you say, far calmer than before, "let's put an end to this."
Here in the secluded corner of the cafe, the silence is impossibly loud.
He gazes downwards at the drink in front of you before his shock fades away and leaves behind nothing but scorn. "Fine," his scoff is twisted by a smile, "probably for the best anyway."
"A long-distance—"
"Wouldn't work, yeah, whatever," he crosses his arms before meeting your eyes with his arrogant ones. "I get it, I heard that before when you broke up with that uptight asshole you dated. I just thought..."
Taehoon's gaze eventually turns upwards, before he abruptly stands up. "Actually, fuck this." He leaves before you have the chance to say anything else, rushing past the people and the tables to reach the exit. You know you should chase after him, you should apologize at the very least.
It wouldn't matter anyway, his path and yours are diverging. That's the problem with growing up, you can't stay rooted in the same spot with him. Not when it can drag you down.
This is for the best. This has to be.
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lozchi · 8 months
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Taehoon Seong proposing to you(-ish) Headcanons~
A/N: I love him so much I have a whole Pinterest board of him and an album on my phone and he's set as my wallpaper and AND ANDDD DMSBFIANNDANDJ. Pairing: Taehoon Seong x GN!reader Themes: Fluff, fluff, I love fluff. Marriage, proposal, fluffffff Grgrgrghhh
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-I have a feeling if he were to ever propose to you, instead of "Will you marry me?" He'll say "You will marry me."
-Like, bro already knows your answer anyway and wouldn't ask if he didn't think you'd agree.
-Pop the "question"? It's a demand.
-He'll be anything but romantic, but he means well. Do you really expect this nutjob to say a cheesy and heartfelt speech while clinging onto your hand while he kneels on the ground?
-If he did indeed pop the question, he'll still spare the sentiments or be completely awkward that he didn't say anything else afterwards.
-Then starts contemplating whether he should add more because you deserve better.
-But doesn't afterwards when he sees you're satisfied.
-Damn that look on your face tells him he's made the right decision.
-He'll just kiss you and do those touchy shit because physical touch is his love language anyway.
-He'll most definitely do it at the most unexpected times just to catch you off guard.
-Instead of going to romantic places or doing it on your anniversary, he'll do it when you're just chillin' or something.
-Either you just cuddling with him as he plays with your hair.
-Or playing Tekken, duh.
-Imagine him just opening the box and putting it near your face after you got mercilessly beaten up a round ago.
-If he wants to make it extra special, he'll probably propose in the dojo. XD
-Makes sure that Hansu isn't around though, otherwise it adds awkwardness.
-He will not propose when he thinks you don't want to.
-Discussed the idea of marriage at one point in your lives just so both of you would be comfortable.
-Married or not, he'll be fine with either.
-As long as you're with him in the end, that's all that matters.
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