THIS MAN HAS BEEN BIAS WRECKING ME TOO HARD THESE DAYS ONG-

THIS MAN HAS BEEN BIAS WRECKING ME TOO HARD THESE DAYS ONG-

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I NEED SOME HELP AGAIN YALL!!!!

there was this one blog I honestly like only remember its name was like sluttyhao? im pretty sure and its not sluttyminghao thats different ! the two main fics im looking for is its like a two part smut if my memory is correct with the first one being attitude and the second one tiger it was a Hoshi smut the second fic tiger was like a hurt/comfort with a safe word if you find it tag me or dm me please!

[istg im sure the blogs name was sluttyhao! sure of it idk if they deleted the acc or sth]

I love this series its adorable <3333

darl+ing you || choi seungcheol

summary: You were on your way to South Korea, leaving your life behind to follow your soulmate back home. Your anxiety runs amok, and Seungcheol tries his best to get to know you better. pairing: choi seungcheol x neurodivergent reader genre: soulmate au, soul bonds, fluff, angst, idol au warnings: major angst, some light fluff, airport mayhem, angry cheol (not at mc), sneaky jeonghan ofc, word count: 2.8k new _world / part 2 of ?

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You truly weren’t sure how to do this. You had been alone forever and didn’t know how to adjust to suddenly having someone in your presence, wanting to be in your presence. 

You were at the airport, your flight with Seungcheol, he insisted you call him Cheol or another nickname but you weren’t too comfortable with that yet, leaving at almost 5 am this morning. So, you arrived at around 2 am, a driver coming to pick you up, ordered by HYBE. 

After packing yesterday, you realized that Seungcheol only had what he was wearing when he was transported, so you took him to the store to try and grab a couple of items for him to last until we got to Korea and he was able to get back home. He pouted almost the entire time, claiming he didn’t need anything, but you just ignored him.

Once at the airport, you had to go through customs and security, which you thought would take longer with Seungcheol not having any of his things. But you were proven wrong when the driver had handed you a soulmate passport, made specifically for those with the soul transport bond that had been transported into a different country. This meant that you had the same privilege and status as your soulmate. 

After going through customs, you and Seungcheol were led to a separate lounge, away from other people, besides a security member that had been assigned by Seungcheol’s company to stay with you until you both got to South Korea. 

“It’s okay, baby.” Seungcheol whispers into your ear, trying to ease your anxiety as he places his palm on your thigh, causing your leg to stop shaking up and down. You freeze again, so unused to any affection but he doesn’t act like he notices, instead choosing to rub his thumb against your legging covered thigh. 

You were anxious about everything right now. 

You were trying to ignore the thoughts circling in your head about being unlovable, the television program’s voice just ringing in your head. It was hard to overcome the cemented feeling of being unlovable and an outsider and then all of a sudden that idea being thrown out at the appearance of your soulmate in your bed.

You slowly relax into his touch despite your thoughts, causing a small smile to grow on his lips. He had a feeling your life was tough before he showed up, literally. He wanted to know everything about you, the way you took your coffee, if you were an artist of some type, what your favorite song was; he wanted to know anything you were willing to tell him. 

You felt the same, wishing to know who the person behind the screen was. You felt so comfortable with him already, not having the usual tense reaction to touch that you usually experienced. You felt like your body and soul had already accepted your bond, they were just waiting for your mind to join in. 

“I’m just nervous, I guess.” You let out a little breathy, wanting to take full advantage of having a bond. You’ve always dreamed of being bonded, and you weren’t gonna let anyone take it away from you. “All of this is so…new.” You threw your hands up, gesturing to everything around you.

Seungcheol turned in his seat to face you, his hand still working small circles into your thigh. He could see how much you lean into his touch; how much you crave that intimate feeling his touch could bring you. He was so happy to have a soulmate, and he was going to do everything in his power to prove to you that you were his and that he was going to treat you like a queen. 

But, before he could say anything, give any reassurance to you, his phone began to ring. He moved forward quickly, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead as he put an arm around you and pulled you into his chest to your head rested on his shoulder. Then, pulling his phone out of his pocket, he realized it was a facetime call from Hoshi, but he knew that all of his members were probably going to be on the other end. 

With you still in his arms, he answered the facetime. There were so many faces trying to push their way into the screen, whether to see you or to hide others, Seungcheol didn’t know, but it made him grin either way. 

You remained frozen as you watched the members of Seventeen, besides your soulmate, fight over the phone. This was just another reality check for your new world, being a part, even if it’s a small part, of the idol scene. 

Eventually, they all backed away from the screen as Mingyu balanced the phone on something so they could all be in screen. You look up at Seungcheol to see if this was normal, only to see him smiling at the screen with fondness, before looking back at the phone. 

So many questions start at once, everyone having something to say to you and their leader. 

“Okay guys. One at a time.” Seungcheol finally manages out between laughter as you tense up at the loud noises coming from them. 

“Can she understand Korean?”

“Are you guys at the airport already?” 

Those were the two questions you could make out, as they all tried talking at once again. You were frozen, shy at all of the members looking at you. You almost turned your head into Seungcheol’s shoulder, trying to hide your shyness and the blush creeping up your cheeks. 

Seungcheol could tell as well, squeezing your shoulder in his grasp before moving his arm to rest at your waist, holding you to his side for comfort before answering.

“She does understand some Korean, but you need to speak slowly for her to understand. She is Seungkwan and Vernon’s age. She is a carat. And we are in one of the private lounges at the airport.” Seungcheol answered the questions he heard, some shouts of excitement from the two ’98 liners being heard in the background as he answers Dino’s question. 

“It is very nice to see you, Y/n. We can’t wait to get to know you better when you get here.” Woozi spoke softly but was still heard by you as he waved to you. He spoke slowly enough for you to understand, thankfully. You were still a bit shy, but you knew you needed to be polite and respond to him, plus, you wouldn’t turn away the opportunity to speak to members from one of your favorite groups. 

“It is nice to see you all, too. I—uhm, I’m excited to get to know you all as well.” You respond in your best Korean receiving a big smile from all the boys, but the biggest grin from your soulmate who leans down and kisses you on the head, unable to help himself. 

The call is cut short from the hired security coming in to tell you both that he was ready to board the plane with you and your luggage. You only had a carry-on and a suitcase as well as your personal backpack that had your purse in it while Seungcheol had borrowed one of your duffel bags for the things you bought him and the stuff he was transported in. 

“We are about to board so we got to go, but I’ll text you when we get in the air.” Seungcheol ends the phone call after several thousand goodbyes are said.  

Once he puts his phone away, he leans down and grabs the handle for your suitcase while you put your backpack on and grab the handle to your carryon. Once he puts his duffle on his arm, he grabs your hand to hold in his and the both of you follow the security to the first class entrance. 

You felt like you were in a trance, having flown only a couple of times and being in economy every time. First Class was so extravagant looking. Everything was clean and you definitely felt out of place as you walked forward, Seungcheol leading you to your seats. As you passed by the other seats, you noticed a small blanket, eye-mask, and earbuds were placed on each seat as well as a water bottle and an empty champagne glass. The seats reclined into a bed and there was even a small side table and television in each seat pod. 

When you got to your seats, Seungcheol surprised you by placing your stuff in the overhead compartments and helping you into your seat-pod. You didn’t expect for him to do this, to take care of your things and you before himself. 

You had a feeling that your wishes for a soulmate were actually manifested in Seungcheol. Yes, you were a carat and knew he liked to take care of his members, but you weren’t a member and you were used to having to do everything yourself, always being overlooked and forced to be hyper-independent. It was such a nice thing that you almost began to tear up as he made you sit down as he opened your water bottle for you. 

“Why are you crying, baby?” He questioned you softly, leaning down to look you in the eye. You didn’t think he would notice, but he did. Which was something you were sure you would need to get used to.

“I’m not used to others taking care of me.” You whisper, answering without thinking, still too in your head over your soulmates caring actions. 

Seungcheol can’t help but to get a little angry inside, nodding his head at your words. He swears in his head to anyone listening that you will always be taken care of with him. He loves how open you are being with him though, that you feel safe enough with him to tell him to truth about your feelings. 

“I will always take care of you, my soul” He cups your cheeks softly, tilting your head downward so he could place another soft kiss on your temple, resting his lips there for a couple seconds before getting up on his feet and moving to his own seat. He doesn’t miss the blush on your cheeks though, beaming to himself that he can make you so flustered so easily. 

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You spend the rest of your flight playing twenty questions with your soulmate, Seungcheol having managed to put the divider between your seats down so you could see each other. It was a nice time, truly, just getting to know your soulmate without the pressure of everything you knew was going to happen when you get to South Korea. 

Once you touch down, your peaceful atmosphere was unfortunately broken. Before you got off the plane, Seungcheol receives a call from his manager who was waiting outside for you, that it has been leaked what had happened the past couple days and that the airport was swarmed with fans and paparazzi, waiting for you two. 

You could see Seungcheol was upset, his jaw tense and his grip tight on your hand as he holds you still. You didn’t know what was going on, only that you had to stay on the plan for a little bit longer while HYBE security and the airport security do their thing. 

Seungcheol remained on his phone, talking fast as he tries to ensure your safety while now bringing you into his embrace, holding you like he did in your room the morning before. His chin was resting on the top of your head as your cheek rested against his chest, feeling the vibrations coming through your cheek as he talked to another person on the phone. 

You stayed on the plane for an additional twenty minutes before someone Seungcheol recognized came onto the plane and over to you. 

“We have a route out and to the car. You can leave your things here. We will grab them.” The large man spoke to Seungcheol, before looking toward you and giving you a small smile with a nod of his head. 

“Okay. Come on baby.” Seungcheol looks down at you before pulling away. He grabs your hand again without even thinking about it and begins to lead you out of the plan. He holds you closely to him, your shoulders brushing against each other as you walk out to the plane and are suddenly surrounding by maybe ten large men, formed into a circle around you. 

You keep your head down as soon as you see the lights flashing ahead of you. You can feel Seungcheol hold you even closer, cursing under his breath at the amount of people waiting for you both. Once you got into the crowd, despite being surrounded by guards, you were scared. You felt like you dissociated once the flashes started, but you were brought back by a tug on your shirt. 

Despite the number of guards near you, someone managed to get their arm through them and latched their hand onto your shirt, tugging you to the side, and in turn, tugging on Seungcheol who had a tight grip on you. It was a split second, but the damage was already done. You could hear screams but you were now moving quickly, Seungcheol beyond angry and more guards came over. 

You could feel the tears building in your eyes, falling because you were too scared to wipe them away. You were too scared to move your body in fear of being grabbed again. 

You hadn’t even realized you had gotten outside and to the car when Seungcheol had opened the door for you and helped you in first. You saw someone sitting in one of the seats from the corner of your eye, but you kept your head down, flashing lights continuous in your vision until Seungcheol got in and the door was closed behind him. 

You were frozen, trying to calm yourself down as Seungcheol moves closer, buckling your seatbelt for you and sitting as close to you as possible. 

“I am so sorry, baby. I can’t believe we got leaked!” Seungcheol pushes out the last sentence in anger. He was so mad about the entire situation and was beyond worried for you. He could tell that what happened had scared you; you hadn’t spoken to him since the plane and you were practically shaking like a leaf. 

Seungcheol was scared. He couldn’t protect you in that moment and he almost lost you to someone tugging on your shirt. He had just found you and then almost lost you in a second. It would not happen again. 

Seungcheol only pulled you closer to him, hoping his presence would be a comfort for you before he turned to the other person in the car. 

“So, how did you win the competition to be here?” His voice was tense, understandably, but you could still hear some fondness in his tone as he spoke to the other person. You still hadn’t looked up yet.

“I snuck in while everyone else was freaking out.” Jeonghan teased, hoping to get you to look up at him. He wanted to ease the discomfort and fear he knew you were probably feeling right now. They were used to this. You were not. 

Jeonghan’s words had you looking up though, eyes red and puffy from your silent crying breaking both of their hearts. Seungcheol hadn’t even realized you were crying and made himself a mental reminder to do his best to pamper you tonight. 

“Have the company found the leak?” Seungcheol asked, his hand squeezing your won tightly still, not having let go since you got into the car. You could hear the anger lacing his voice, his determination to keep you safe only doubling. 

“They have. And they’ve been fired. It seems that someone overheard a conversation about your announcement to us. Everyone has been dealt with.”  Jeonghan didn’t hold back, knowing how his leader and friend got when something went wrong. No one wanted to get in their leader’s way when something happened to one of their members. He could only imagine how amplified that would be now with you. 

“Good.” Seungcheol ended that conversation, quickly moving onto another, more light discussion when he noticed your eyes begin to glaze over. He could tell something was wrong, but he would wait until you were both alone to talk to you about it. 

You remained quiet as you listened to Jeonghan regal the tale of what happened when they realized what had happened to Seungcheol and how excited the other members were to meet you. Hoshi and DK already fighting over who would be your best friend while Joshua and Mingyu were trying to figure out what kind of welcome gift to get you.

It seemed like the members were more excited to meet you than you could have imagined. 

istg I think Vernon would be so soft towards his s/o

AUGHHH THE BRAINROT

Hey, could I request a Vernon as your boyfriend?

Thank you!!!!

thank you so much for your request! hope you enjoy this one <3

VERNON AS YOUR BOYFRIEND

genre | a lot of fluff

author's note | if you want me to write this with any other member, let me know <3

𓆩♡𓆪 not only is he your boyfriend, but most importantly he is your best friend 

𓆩♡𓆪 everyone envies you how well you understand each other, sometimes even without words

𓆩♡𓆪 you know each other through and through, and even though sometimes neither of you notice it, you copy each other's habits

𓆩♡𓆪 that’s why your relationship brings a sense of comfort to the both of you and you know that you can always count on each other 

𓆩♡𓆪 you have SO many inside jokes it’s almost alarming 

𓆩♡𓆪 but that only shows how great of a match you are 

𓆩♡𓆪 since he can’t cook for dear life, is always so thankful when you make food (even if you fail, it’s the thought that counts)

𓆩♡𓆪 he will eat anything you make him and is especially happy when you make food related to your culture 

𓆩♡𓆪 you probably have to remind him to eat

𓆩♡𓆪 and if he’s at work you either have to call him or send a couple of texts 

𓆩♡𓆪 speaking of texts

𓆩♡𓆪 your vocabulary probably consists of memes and tiktoks 

𓆩♡𓆪 that’s also why no one really gets the both of you

𓆩♡𓆪 there are days where you only send memes back and forth and no real text messages 

𓆩♡𓆪 and the only reactions from him are: YO BRO, THAT’S CRAZY!

𓆩♡𓆪 but you love it anyways, because they always brighten up your mood 

𓆩♡𓆪 he needs to be babied from time to time 

𓆩♡𓆪 secretly loves when you take care of him, mainly after long day of tiring schedules 

𓆩♡𓆪 that’s when he lets his guard down completely and clears his mind of all worries

𓆩♡𓆪 because he knows that you are there for him and that you are going to take care of him

𓆩♡𓆪 trusts you more than life and always takes your side 

𓆩♡𓆪 even though I can’t see him fighting anyone, he will always stand up for you 

𓆩♡𓆪 he is more an action than words person 

𓆩♡𓆪 if he sees you sick or feeling unwell, he always try to do his best to take care of you and make you feel better 

𓆩♡𓆪 even if he’s not completely sure what he is doing, he is always trying his best for you 

𓆩♡𓆪 and if he sees you upset or sad, he has your favourite movie ready and a blanket to cuddle under 

𓆩♡𓆪 it’s his way of showing his love for you 

𓆩♡𓆪 also secretly loves him when you visit him at his studio

𓆩♡𓆪 especially when you come unannounced 

𓆩♡𓆪 because “oh my, she really decided to come and visit ME?”

𓆩♡𓆪 when you come in at inhuman hours of the night, he always has a pillow and a blanket ready in case you suddenly get tired

𓆩♡𓆪 because he won’t let you walk back home at night alone

𓆩♡𓆪 loves sharing music with you 

𓆩♡𓆪 he has probably made a multiple playlists for you, or for the both of you for that matter 

𓆩♡𓆪 it’s ether based on a specific mood, an aesthetic or a memorie 

𓆩♡𓆪 and if you are apart and miss each other, you choose a playlist to listen to together and have a little Spotify listening party 

𓆩♡𓆪 that’s definitely one of his love languages 

𓆩♡𓆪 supports you in everything you do, no matter how silly you think it is 

𓆩♡𓆪 because he is your nr. 1 fan, that is going to stand by you no matter what

OH MY GOD THIS IS SO CUTE-

WHERE IS MY MINGYUUUU?????

18+ only. minors, do not interact.

summary. mingyu can’t seem to find his jacket.

pairing. mingyu x f!reader. (reader notes. very much smaller than gyu and turns her brain off when he’s around…)

genre. fluff — no smut but tagged as 18+ for the… undertones… of their relationship.

word count. 497.

author’s note. so very self-indulgent and inspired by the jacket in the pics. you guys already know that i call mingyu my dad/daddy pretty much 24/7 so reader here also calls him daddy. :’)

mingyu has a brand new padded jacket. it’s black, it’s fluffy, it’s warm, and it’s comfy. he’s been waiting for the perfect day to use it and he figures today is the day. the weather is perfectly chilly, he’s about to take you on a little date—it’s perfect.

except he has one problem.

he can’t find it.

he’s been searching his room for the past ten minutes—inside his closet, behind the door, under the bed, everywhere. he’s sure he left it here somewhere.

“sweetheart?” he calls for you from inside his room, finally giving up the search to ask you. “have you seen my—oh.”

and there you were, standing in the doorway, wearing the exact jacket your boyfriend has been looking for. he doesn’t know how you had managed to steal it without him noticing (probably just like how you stole his heart), but there you were, adorably oblivious.

“huh?” you blink. “your what?”

the jacket is huge on you, and it looks like you’re drowning in fabric and fluff. the jacket is eating you up with the way the sleeves go way past your arms and the bottom hem stops by your mid thighs. mingyu can only let out a breathy chuckle and shake his head.

“so that’s where it went.”

“that’s where what went…?”

in just a few long strides, he’s already made his way to you, hands reaching to cradle the sides of your head as he kisses your forehead. “christ, you’re adorable.”

then his palms are on your cheeks and squishing them together in what proves to be a measly attempt at ridding his body of the intense cuteness aggression he feels coursing through him at the sight of you.

you furrow your brows at him, confused. “daddy,” you whine, dragging out the -y into a soft -ugh, but the sounds of your protests are muffled thanks to how squished your cheeks are in your enormous boyfriend’s equally enormous hands, and he giggles.

“i was asking, my love, if you’d seen my new padded jacket—” he says just as he kisses your forehead again. “—and it seems like you have.”

“oh.” you smile sheepishly at him. “oops?”

“s’okay, bun. you can wear it,” he says with a pat on your head. then he’s heading back to his closet to fish out a different jacket. “i’ll just wear something else.”

when he steps away from his closet and closes the door, he’s wearing one of his older padded jackets—specifically the one you can’t seem to decide if you love or hate because of its glaring similarity in colour to a purple sweet potato.

you blink. “you look like uh…”

mingyu narrows his eyes at you. “don’t say it.”

“…sweet potato.”

“baby.”

“what! at least i didn’t call you a potato this time!”

“same difference.”

(you pout at him, fingers timidly fiddling at the zipper of the jacket you’ve stolen. “i like potatoes though.”

mingyu thinks he’s about to die at your cuteness. “i know, princess.”)

I love this I feel like Mingyu would act like this lol

☆ MINGYU BOYFRIEND TEXTS

pairing: mingyu x f!reader

warnings: established relationship, cursing, hoshi cameo? pregnancy mention (pic 9), angst (pic 5+6)

a/n: this is a small gift for my baby seiu @atrirose because ik how much she loves (is obsessed w) her bf mingyu and because she's going through exams rn ^^ goodluck baby and i love you (≧◡≦) ♡

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