If You're Interested In A Seventeen/caratblr Based Community On Here, Please Like And Rb This Post!!!

if you're interested in a seventeen/caratblr based community on here, please like and rb this post!!! when it was first announced, i made one on a whim not knowing how to use it, but since it's been approved and created now, i think it could be a great place to share gif resources for svt such as links for content creators, or just fun posts in general for anyone!!

mingyu gasps like he's just found a genuine treasure, eyes all shiny and genuinely happy. "oh my god," he coos, "is this you?"

even without seeing the picture in his hands, you can wager a guess at what he just found while flipping through an old photo album put together by your grandma. you're looking for pictures from your high school years so you can prove a point to mingyu about how you did, in fact, start dressing better after you met him and wanted to impress him. unfortunately, they're all buried underneath a billion pictures of you throughout childhood alongside the rest of your family. it's mingyu's job to sort through the loose photos from a box she'd handed you... and of course he's distracted.

"probably," you shrug. you're thumbing through pictures of your parents on some vacation they took with both sets of grandparents way before you were born. "am i wearing the ducky romper?"

mingyu climbs down off of the couch and into the space next to you, extending out the picture so that both of you can look at it. sure enough, it's you as a infant, ducky romper and all. your face is all scrunched up and sleepy, no doubt having been awoken from a nap, but your grandma looks at you adoringly all the same. mingyu does, too: "you were so tiny..."

"well... yeah," you shrug once more. "i was a baby." but you're fighting back a smile: you get it. you'd probably start cooing over baby pictures of mingyu, too.

"look at your little chubby cheeks..." he giggles, all too thrilled to see how soft and round and tiny you were. "are there more?" he's already placing the photo carefully on the coffee table and digging back into the box. "how many are there? i wanna see them all--"

"only if you show me your pictures--"

"done."

ah. right. you're dealing with mingyu, who seems always determined to win at silly little debates with you like this (you've been on the receiving end of so, so many compliments because he wouldn't let you put him first). but if it means you get to see pictures of tiny baby mingyu... then maybe you're winning this time, too.

i had: a thought.

choi seungcheol who wears branded clothes and shoes. who loves using expensive watches. who loves to let loose with his priced collection of whiskey and rum. seungcheol who lives to buy gifts for his loved ones. who notices the glances and fulfills unspoken wishes. seungheol who has exquisite taste. who prefers the finer things in life.

now, imagine his s/o as someone who enjoys thrifting. whose face lights up seeing random trinkets they find while walking home back from work or school. who loves to buy knick-knacks like the cat figurines they bought for their study or the omelette cushion covers. who doesn't understand the need of a two-thousand-five-hundred-dollars watch to look at the time when they could just use a pastel-coloured, floral-patterened, five-dollar watch that could bring a smile to anyone's face at every look. who prefers to seek the joy in the littlest of things.

even with such contrasting aesthetics, imagine them meshing together just perfectly. seungcheol who notices their s/o's bright smiles when they see all the kitschy things in the flea market you reluctantly took him to. s/o who finds the most lavish looking, yet pastel tinted shirts that they know would charm him.

them with the differences of day-and-night and still sailing along smoothly.

when jihoon comes home in the evening, he finds wonwoo sitting in their shared apartment, idly shuffling through the programs on television, trying to appear unbothered. maybe it's the 3 years of being roommates, but jihoon sees clearly through the guise.

just as his friend is about to greet him, the phone rings and wonwoo almost flies across the room to get the call.

simp behaviour, jihoon thinks to himself.

wonwoo perks up at your name displayed on your phone. the sound of your sniffles the next minute worries him almost instantly.

"can you come pick me up?"

all things that could probably have gone wrong rushed into his mind. did your date not go well? was he an asshole? did you have a malfunction? was he not the type of guy you expected? but he pushed them aside as he ran to where you said you were.

and he found you sitting on the sidewalk in front of a store. hugging yourself, because of the cold or because you were... lonely?

as soon as he tapped your shoulder, you turned to him and wonwoo's heart shatters. tears pooled in your eyes, some rolling down your cheeks. nose red. lips chapped as if you had been biting on it. he knew you were; he knew you do that when you were anxious.

he doesn't say anything, simply wrapping you in his arms as you start to break down against him. those walking past look at you both weirdly, but you don't notice and wonwoo doesn't care. all his thoughts right now were concerning you.

you pull away after a while, and wonwoo wipes away any stray tears.

"cmon, let's get you out of here," he says and pulls you up, side-hugging you as he leads you.

you end up in a park, and sit on nearby swings in silence. you clear your throat to speak.

"he didn't show up."

the swing squeaks as you swing it lightly. you let out a laugh, but wonwoo doesn't have to look to know it's to mask your cry.

"he's... i've had a crush on him for what, two years now? i was so looking forward to this and... he never showed up."

wonwoo doesn't say anything. his heart is aching but he continues to draw on the ground with his feet.

"go ahead. tell me. tell me that you told me so."

"i should have listened to you. i shouldn't have come. I shouldn't even have worn a dress, or dolled up. i shouldn't even have accepted it," you start crying again and he sighs before standing up and hugging you once again.

wonwoo starts, "you never knew. it's okay, dear. you didn't know all this could happen." he takes your face in his hands and wipes your tears away. you have a slight pout on your soft, red lips, and wonwoo has to control every cell in his body to not kiss it away right now.

"let me tell you something. he doesn't deserve your tears. you know what? let's go back to my house, and we can eat some spicy ramen and bitch about him with jihoon. you know he loves a good gossip."

the thought makes you chuckle and you stand up.

"okay, let's go... i don't know what I'd have done if I didn't have you as my best friend."

wonwoo just laughs.

he just laughs because he doesn't want to let you know that he wants to scream right now.

because that's what he'll ever be. just a 'best friend'.

but he tells himself it's okay. he knows he'll never break your heart, but until that day comes, he'll always be there to pick up your pieces.

im so sorry I ghosted yall😭 i have an exam this weekend and absolutely zero urge to do anything BUT I will get back to posting after the exam please forgive me😭🙇‍♀️

same anon as before insert white dog smiling gif (i hate thmblr) BUT U DONT HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT DELAYED REWUESTS EVERYONE HAS A LIFE ITS OK 👍👍 also idkdkdd if u do this but if u do can i be 🐚 anon 🫶🫶

here you go queen👑 (hope this is the one) also thank you for the support!!

and yes you can be 🐚 anon! (I'm still figuring it out)

svt or just coups (whatever u want) finding out thehre in LOVE love w you idk if it makes sense 😔🙏

my first ever request, THANK YOU SO MUCH ANON I LUV YOU also I'm so so sorry it took so much time but I really needed to mull it over and think about it, please forgive me🙇‍♀️

but you can find it here!!

I really hope you enjoy it :)