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yakuly · 1 year

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⍉ 𝒫𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝒞𝓇𝒾𝓂𝑒 ⍉

Six...

❤️ Chapter: Six...

❤️ SoojinxMaleReader

❤️ Words: 1.467 words

❤️ Warnings: Cursing, mention of sex, murder, death, angry.

Six…

They say that the first impression is the one that lasts. But they also say that your attitudes can change how people credited you in the beginning. I've always been the type of person who faithfully believed the first statement until I found it.

Ezekiel Young.

I went to Salt Lake City to visit a cousin who had just gotten engaged, and my spirits were high. She then decided that we had an obligation to walk around town shopping.

And even though it was one of the coldest weeks of my life, my cousin's smile and animation warmed my mood - and her incredibly large and shiny engagement ring in the brunette's hand also warmed my heart.

That's when I found him. And I'm not using the word in a romantic sense, where the two of them have a romantic moment at complete randomness. Our bodies literally met in the middle of the path, in a collision so violent, that my bags flew, and my clothes scattered on the sidewalk.

"Are you all right?" Despite having beautiful blue eyes, and being kind, I was possessed, so no, it wasn't okay. And I made sure he saw that.

"Do you think I'm fine?" I complained, refusing his outstretched hand and getting up on my own, observing some of the damage that was still on the street, as my cousin was supportive in putting my pieces together. "Watch that! Don't you watch where you're going?! You could have killed me!"

I confess that exaggeration is a talent of mine, and I could have easily continued yelling at him in the street, but my cousin stopped me.

So I went two days without remembering the chance, but it was almost impossible when he came to me. Calmer this time - and interested in the coffee he insisted on paying for - I couldn't let myself be carried away by his apologies, blue eyes, and brunette hair. He had this habit of biting his bottom lip whenever I was too quiet, which caught my attention even more.

By the end of the trip, we were already dating. And it wasn't long before we moved into a house.

I was happy, living my movie romance, day after day. We spoke almost always because Ezekiel always managed to be present in my day: he sent me flowers, chocolates, and little notes were hidden in my things… When we got home, I didn't mind cooking and serving, not just his dinner, but also his Whiskey, just the way he always loved it.

But then everything changed.

Six…

The hugs and caresses decreased, the gifts decreased, the notes became smaller, until there were almost no more… And that started to bother me. Not even our nights, which were hot, could stand it and it got colder and colder.

Six…

"I don't know, something stinks here" I comment in a cafe with my cousin, who this time, came to visit me.

"Maybe it's the bad milk" she jokes, laughing to herself at her own joke, but stops when she sees my impassive face. As soon as we arrived at the restaurant, I started to tell him everything about my relationship with Ezekiel, and how it all fell apart. "Calm down cousin, it might be nothing"

"Okay, but what if it's something? What could he be hiding from me?" I retort, uncomfortable with the idea that my almost-husband might be doing it behind my back "I'm Seo Soojin! I'm not born to be deceived by anyone!"

"Okay, okay, since you're suspicious, I think I have an idea…"

My cousin's idea had a name: Charles Hamilton. He was nothing less than a top private detective, apparently uncovering the hairiest secrets of married men in Salt Lake.

That same afternoon we spoke on the phone and agreed on all the terms and details. And I made it very clear that he should tell me everything he found out, regardless of the amount, I had enough money for that. And so, six months passed.

Six…

When I first met Charles Hamilton he was completely different from the old, white-haired, hunchbacked, and wrinkled man I imagined him to be. He was just the opposite, tall, square-faced, clean-shaven, starting to gray now. And incredibly fragrant. God!

"Good morning, Miss Young!" He greets me, smiling briefly, which gets my attention even more. Without wasting time, I lift my hand, so he can take it - which he does, smiling bigger.

"Please, Soojin," I ask smiling and sitting in front of him. We got down to business without much delay.

Turns out Ezekiel Young had not just one wife, not two, not three. Ezekiel Young kept six wives.

Six fucking wives.

Six…

All the business trips he claimed to be taking all this time were to see his wives again…California, Colorado, Arizona, New Mexico, Kansas, and Nebraska. Six women in six states.

"I'm sorry Miss Soojin, but apparently your husband is a Mormon," Charles says after handing me all the pictures of Ezekiel with his women. My stomach did a flip, and I felt sick.

"Motherfucker" I complain, still in disbelief, and Charles looks at me with pity, scratching his throat. I look at this incredibly handsome man and decide I'm not going to come out at the bottom of this situation, and I prepare for the biggest performance of my life. "What do I do now?!"

I start to cry softly into my napkin, the most forced tears, and the last ones I've ever shed. Charles sits in the chair next to me, handing me his handkerchief to replace the napkin, and speaks again:

"Apparently, Ezekiel is a Mormon… it's common for them to…"

"Am I ugly?" I cut him off, putting on my best silly face, and it had an effect. Five more minutes of dramatic theatrics, mixed with some well-veiled seduction, and I fucked Charles Hamilton in the bed I share with Ezekiel Young.

As soon as the detective left, with promises that he would return to help me with whatever I needed, I decided that I would make it very clear to my husband that he should never have tried to deceive me.

Everything goes on as a normal day. I clean our house, prepare our food and take a special bath, making sure I smell better than usual. I wear my best outfit and do amazing makeup.

Six…

My efforts clearly didn't go unnoticed by the brunette, who smiled happily when he saw me. Ezekiel grabs me, trying to kiss me, but I deflect by pretending to be charming. And he falls for it.

We sit down to dinner normally, and when he sits down to watch his TV, I hand him his special whiskey. I make a point of sitting on his lap and caressing his face.

"Want to know a funny thing that happened today?" I ask using a velvety voice, I see I've got his attention and I continue, but only after he takes a big gulp of alcohol. "I had sex with a guy named Charles in our bed."

As soon as I say my last words, I see them make sense in Ezekiel's brain, who jumps to his feet, practically throwing me away as if he hadn't expected it. And that's why I recover so quickly.

"What did you said, bitch?" he asks, and I see his anger rise to his face. I smile to tease him.

Six…

"Didn't you hear honey? Your wife fucked another guy in your bed!" I speak louder and stronger. Ezekiel finishes his drink in one gulp and laughs. Dumb.

"Stupid bitch!" The empty glass is tossed towards me and he's under my neck, squeezing to knock the air out of me, which only works for a few minutes, and he notices it too.

"What's wrong baby? Are you weak?" I raise an eyebrow smiling and pushing him hard. Ezekiel falls.

"You should call one of your other six wives to save your life, honey." I approach her already extremely pale body and smile holding her face "messed with the wrong bitch"

Six…

I had a perfect escape plan, and I was just about to make it out of the house when the police arrived. Apparently, my neighbor heard Ezekiel's screams and feared for my life. And in the end, even Charles Hamilton never appeared to say anything. Motherfucker.

Six…

[Transcript of Defendant's Apprehension]

Let's start. Your name, please.

Seo Soojin, love.

Your age?

24, will this take a long time?

Why were you arrested?

My son of a bitch, of a husband, cheated on me with six women. I offered him a drink. Too bad he was always such a weakling…

And what is your motivation?

Ask one of his wives.

How do you declare?

Guilty, mon amour. He used me like I was a fucking concubine!

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chaesvoguerice · 4 months

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give me your (friendship)

Song Yuqi was a student at the most prestigious school, and at the same time she was working a few or more odd jobs to sustain the nice apartment that she was currently living in. She did her homework on time, was never even once late to her jobs or school attendance, and seemed to have such an excellent fashion sense that people always complimented her. But at the same time, she cooked whatever and whenever she wanted, walked around her apartment in her underwear, and played Valorant in her free time.

She had it all, really. All of her classmates were jealous that she didn't have parents on her back about school and chores, her different bosses at her jobs always praising her. Except...

Song Yuqi has no friends.

All of her coworkers are always much older than her, or if she's babysitting, the kids are too young to be her real friends. So she's left with fantasizing what it'd be like to meet her online Valorant friends.

Until she finally finds an opportunity.

She's excusing herself from class to use the bathroom, but really she just has to text her job which shifts she wanted to take for the next week. That's when she walks in on a trio of girls vaping. She locks eyes with one of them and in slight shock at what they're doing, she reaches again for the handle to the restroom door that had just closed behind her.

"Wait!" One of them calls for her, making her freeze, "You not gonna, like, tell the teachers, are you?"

"No, I won't."

"Good, you promise, little puppy?"

"Puppy?"

Another one exhales, taking the device away from her lips. "Yeah, you look dumb. Like a puppy."

"O-okay. Yes, I promise," she bowed slightly, recognizing that they were seniors to her.

"Is it because you came in here to do the same thing?" Her eyes twinkle.

Yuqi's breath hitches. "Um, y-yeah, but I forgot mine..."

One of the girls who hasn't spoken yet, digs in her purse for a few seconds before pulling out a little black item. "Here, I've got like five extra in case my parents take them away," she says casually, extending her hand to give it to Yuqi.

Her heartbeat quickens significantly as she looks at it, real panic setting in. If she did this, these girls would consider her as their friend, right? That's something of her dreams, being someone's friend. If she doesn't, her lungs will still be healthy, but no one will be her friend at this school if she's marked 'uncool' by these girls. So, a shaky hand reaches forward to take it.

Then, a bathroom stall opens, a particularly short girl standing in between the vape and Yuqi. "Yeobo, you finally made it! Can't believe you skipped class for me, huh?" She pins Yuqi against the stall door, smiling. Her voice drops to a whisper, like it's only meant for Yuqi, but still loud enough for the other girls to hear. "I can't wait for you to fuck me until I can't feel my legs anymore... but it's got to be quick because my next period is gym– Oh shit!" She turns dramatically to the other girls, covering her mouth. "I didn't know there were other people in here! Oh– let's go, jagiya." The mysterious girl that was kind of saving her took her sweaty palm and led her out of the bathroom, all the way down the hall and around the corner.

Yuqi tried to take a deep breath, but it was getting to her. If this girl hadn't been here, she actually would've done it. There comes the zap in her chest and she suddenly can't breathe anymore without it faltering. She drops to the ground, hoping it will stabilize herself since she was probably going to fall anyway. Her breaths get so short that she's barely breathing anymore, and this is it, this is it, this is her last moment on Earth. She's going to die, with this stupid panic attack because she can't even control hersel–

"Hey, look at me. Look at me."

She lifts her head to look at the girl, unsure and embarrassed and feeling all too vulnerable in the open hallway because if anyone comes out of class she'll be teased for the rest of the year about this and–

"What do you see, hm? Focus on me, don't think about anything else."

"Y-your.. Hair?"

"Yeah? That's amazing, you're doing amazing. What color is my hair?"

"B.. black."

"Do you like that color?"

"Yeah.. yes."

"Now look at my lips, okay? See how I'm breathing? I want you to follow me, are you ready? Breathe in, a big breath, just for me, okay?"

Yuqi shakily breathes in, eyes focused on nothing else other than the girl's lips, holding her breath and waiting for her.

"Good job, now breathe out, just as slowly as you breathed in."

Yuqi exhales, rather quickly, and she hopes the girl didn't notice. But she did.

"Slowly, alright? Let's try again. Deep breath in, ready? Follow me, remember, slowly..."

This went on for a good ten minutes until Yuqi finally calmed down.

She buried her face in her hands, cheeks red. "I'm sorry.. I'm sorry you had to see that..."

The girl cracks a big smile. "No biggie."

"But why.. Why did you save me?"

"Those girls are bitches, seriously, I just had to. You sounded all innocent like you'd never even seen someone vape before, let alone use it yourself. And actually, I'm sorry," she laughs, "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable with that weird excuse to get out of the bathroom."

Yuqi starts to laugh as well. "I'd actually be fine if you keep calling me jagiya," she wiggled her eyebrows.

"Stoppp, that was embarrassing, really. But what's your name?"

"Yuqi. And yours?"

"It's Soyeon." She tips her head, biting her lip. "Will I see you again, jagi?"

"You can come to my apartment after school if you want? I have work, but it won't be for long."

"Are you inviting me to a date and letting me stay at your place when you aren't there? Wow."

Yuqi blushed. "It's the least I can do..."

Soyeon stands up off of the floor, pulling her up too. "Well, I guess I'll see you after school!" She gave her a fistbump and then twirled around, which made Yuqi laugh again because it was so random and cute at the same time.

And it helped her actually look forward to going back to her lonely apartment at the end of the day.

#yuyeon #gidle #gidle fic #fanfic #jsyq #yuqixsoyeon #soyeonxyuqi #jeonsoyeon #songyuqi #chaesvoguerice

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ifdimpeul · 10 days

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★ doação de capas especial para comemorar os 440 seguidores!

#nota: capa divertida não é o meu forte, mas é sempre um prazer fazer e ter capistas incríveis como inspiração. também queria deixar registrado um forte agradecimento pelos 440 seguidores, muitíssimo obrigada! 💗

#nota2: adote sua capa aqui

#nota3: antes de qualquer adoção, tenha certeza de sua escolha e caso sua capa esteja sendo tentada além de você, respeite acima de tudo.

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ovampirico · 2 months

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— SPEED DRIVE '

&. 03/03/2024, para doação ❛★.

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maluyoongi · 29 days

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título: Mama Said data: 30 de março de 2024 programa: ibis paint x status: doada para @athanazya link: 🐩

sim, eu realizei duas vontades de séculos de uma vez: capar com a MAGNIFICA SHUHUA DE NXDE e com a yuqi de cruella🥺 (aliás, a yuqi de curella foi pedido do @ratinhooo ☝️ a capa n ficou do jeito q eu queria e eu fiquei meio triste, mas aprendi a gostar dela.

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trancyzp · 2 months

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⸺ fim do mundo ⭑

para doação dia 16/03/2024⭑ capa adotada por maluyoongi ⭑

#capa para social spirit #capa para fanfic #capa de fanfic #capa vintage #capa para spirit #capa para fic #capa de spirit #design simples #gidle #soyeon #minnie #trancyz #2024

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earlff · 1 month

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★ 2 emos e meio.

310324 – capa teste;

em caso de inspiração, me credite.

#song yuqi #gidle yuqi #yuqi #minnie #minnie gidle #gidle #aespearl #cakespearl #capa de fanfic #capa para fanfic #capa para fic #capa para spirit #capa simples #earlff #capa colagem #capa divertida

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kodalindissima · 2 months

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MELTING

yuqi, gidle psd: selca @colour-source credite em caso de inspiração <3

#capas #capa de fanfic #kpop #kodaiine #capa para fanfic #spirit fanfics #capa de fic #yiza #capa para fic #capa minimalsita #capa divertida #manip #capa com gif #yuqi #gidle #d idle #idle

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sungsetport · 2 months

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— ★ don't stop me now.

disponível

16.02.24

#NOTA: não ia postar, mas se eu não postar me batem, dessa vez quem me viu fazendo foi não só o @minkisaur, como o @froggyabel. amo eles.

#capa de fanfic #capa #capa para fanfic #capa de fic #capa para social spirit #kpop #capa para spirit #capa para doação #capa com colagem #gidle #SoundCloud #Spotify

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loeyrin · 6 months

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— tell me love again ♡ miyeon

disponível para doação

pngs, psd e action por @colour-source

#capa design #capa fanfic #capa para fic #capa social spirit #fanfics #spirit #spirit fanfics #miyeon #gidle #idle #choi miyeon #miyeon gidle #(g)idle #gidle miyeon #choi miyeoni gidle #gidle choi miyeon

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arthinkzo · 3 months

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★ onde as estrelas brilham !

📂 20.01.2024 ⋆ ❛ pedido por yapew

📝 em caso de inspiração, por favor, credite-me

⚠️ cr. imagens via pinterest && psd

NOTES: voltei galerinha, mas já tô saindo novamente, porque a vida é corrida. De qualquer forma, eu apareço às vezes para dizer que não morri! bjs bjs

#capa de fanfic #capa para fanfic #capa para social spirit #capa para spirit #capa design #capa de spirit #capa social spirit #capa para fic #capa divertida #hwang intak #intak #p1harmony #soobin #txt #tomorrow x together #miyeon #gidle #minju #izone

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chaesvoguerice · 4 months

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the duality of seo soojin

Anytime the maknae of the famous Kpop girl group (G)I-DLE, Yeh Shuhua, tried to show her best friend and coworker Seo Soojin any type of affection, Soojin either did one of two things. Ignored Shuhua, or rejected it. Nonetheless, that didn't stop Shuhua from chasing after Soojin every chance she got.

She constantly made sure all of the other members of the group were nice to her and didn't tease her too much. When they did V-Lives, she wouldn't let Soojin read any hate comments, and would distract her by doing silly things. Sometimes, when Shuhua isn't looking, Soyeon tries to claim that Soojin's favorite member was her, and Yuqi and Miyeon try to give Soojin kisses on the cheek; but Shuhua always catches (and scolds) them.

Shuhua was protective of Soojin, she wouldn't let anyone hurt her, or claim her as theirs. Soojin was Shuhua's property, whether Soojin knew it or not (and she probably didn't).

But today, Soojin rejected a flower that Shuhua tried to gift to her. This made Shuhua sad. She even went about asking Soojin's old friends what her favorite flower was, and customizing a vase for her just in case she gave her more flowers in the future.

Shuhua couldn't playfully wipe away her hurt with a childish smile anymore. Because her feelings weren't childish. They weren't made to be played with like toys.

"Shuhua's crying!" Minnie exclaimed, ripping the blanket off of her head. Shuhua scrunched her face angrily, hoping to have been left alone.

"Haku probably didn't want to learn that new trick she was trying to teach him," Yuqi joked and started to laugh, Minnie and Miyeon joining in.

Soojin was busy on her phone in a different corner of the makeup room, oblivious to whatever was going on. As usual.

"What's so funny?" Soyeon entered, a hair stylist on her tail trying to fix a golden strand that just wouldn't stay flat.

"Shuhua is crying, so we joked that Haku wouldn't learn a new trick," Miyeon explained with a giggle.

Soyeon's face fell. She turned her attention to Shuhua, studying her closely. There was one thing that Shuhua knew the most about Soyeon: her stare is exactly like her rapping. Precise. She knows her members inside and out, she knows if they're lying or telling the truth, always.

Before the group leader could say anything, Shuhua yanked the blanket back over her head. She enjoyed the peace of the darkness, even if she could still hear their voices. She pulled out her phone and tapped into Instagram. She scrolled through some things, trying to get off the verge of tears.

She clicked on her friends list and her eyes were immediately glued to the little green dot next to Soojin's account name. Without any hesitation, she clicked on it, her finger hovering over the "message" button.

After staring at it for a few more seconds, Shuhua reluctantly turned her phone off and sighed. She laid there for a few moments, contemplating what she should do. You could pay her a million dollars, and she wouldn't get out from under this blanket. And face the teasing of Minnie and Yuqi? To see Soojin not even give her a glance when she heard Shuhua's name mentioned? To see the look of pity in Soyeon's eyes for her or Miyeon sitting really close next to Soojin observing the whole scene?

She'd rather die— No, she won't go down that path. She had to perform next week for a music show, she had to wait until she was approved for her own solo album. It would be dumb to leave this world just for some girl.

But she's not just some girl... Shuhua thought, biting her lip.

"When do we get off work?" Soojin asked quietly.

"Hmm," Soyeon hummed, "in about half an hour."

"Does anyone want to have a movie night?" Miyeon suggested, eyes lighting up at the thought.

"Nahh, let's go shopping to the new section of the mall," Minnie whined. No one said anything. "Come on, guys! It's been in construction for months."

"We're not going shopping with our off time," Yuqi argued.

"I'm sorry, Minnie-yah, but it looks like shopping will be for another time," Soyeon said to the older, patting her softly on the shoulder.

Shuhua groaned inwardly. She'd have to sit with them through a whole movie with them tonight? What has her life become... Really...

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Shuhua entered the luxury hotel's room with a bag of chips in her hands. She walked into something unusual. All five of the girls were sitting on the couch around the television in perfect harmony. No arguing over the movie choice, no complaining about when Shuhua will get there, no teasing each other. Just normal people watching normal TV. She sighed in relief, setting the chips down on the counter and placing her shoes neatly in the corner to put on her slippers.

The youngest purposely sat in between Miyeon and Soyeon, far from Soojin.

"Shuhua?" Someone said.

"What?" Shuhua asked softly, turning to the voice's owner. It was Soojin. It just had to be Soojin. Just as Shuhua thought her night would be normal, her heart started to race and her cheeks started to burn.

"Why are you over there?"

"Over where?" Shuhua retorted, gesturing to herself with a questioning gaze.

"With Soyeon and Miyeon."

"What's your point exactly?"

"Why aren't you sitting next to me?" Now, none of the members were paying attention to the movie, though they pretended to, listening to Shuhua and Soojin's whisper-conversation.

"Because you hate me."

"When did I ever say that?"

"You didn't say it but it feels like it." Shuhua decided to say nothing else. She crossed her arms and turned to the television.

"Come sit next to me," Soojin half-demanded. Shuhua's poor, weak heartstrings couldn't refuse.

Once she was settled next to Sooj– okay, let's face it, there was at least a few feet of space between the two girls that no one could really mark it as 'next to'.

Why isn't this girl as touchy as she usually is??? Soojin wondered, looking at Shuhua watching the TV peacefully. Soojin's eyebrows furrowed and before she could think properly, she snaked her hand around Shuhua's waist and pulled her closer.

Shuhua let out a cute gasp of surprise, turning to face Soojin. Big mistake. Their faces were, okay, okay, this is cliché, but, literally inches apart.

"Why?" Shuhua swallowed, forcing her eyes to not look at the plump, inviting lips before her.

"Why....?" Soojin questioned.

"I thought you–" Shuhua cleared her throat, her tongue having slipped to Mandarin. "I thought you didn't like me..." She said sadly, in Korean this time.

Soojin pursed her lips, tracing small patterns on Shuhua's hand before intertwining their fingers. The older girl turned her attention to the movie. "I want my Shushu close to me.." she muttered.

And if Shuhua had a dog's tail, you'd be able to hear it thumping wildly against the couch cushions.

#(g)i-dle #gidle #sooshu #fluffy #fanfic #soojinxshuhua #shuhuaxsoojin #gidle fic #chaesvoguerice

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ifdimpeul · 15 days

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“Madame Veneno” disponível para doação em breve.

📆 16.04.2024

• ask disponível para sugestões de capa!

#capa para fanfic #capas #graphic design #design #capa para fic #capa spirit #fanfic #imagine #capa para spirit #gidle #capa pra doação #doação de capa #capa de fic #capa de fanfic

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minleeeknow · 4 months

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track three - 'greedy' ft. lee know

‘pairing’ - 이민호 (lee minho) x fem!makeup artist

‘genre’ - fluff, angst, frenemies to lovers??

‘tw’ - angst, 14+, fluff, jealous lee know (kinda)

‘word count’ - 0.7 k

‘to get tagged’ - pls reply to the taglist post, this post or just ask me

‘lee’s notes’ - lowercase intended, not proofread, yn is korean (its easier for me to write)

pls note, reblog, anything <3

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‘previous track’ > ‘next track’

‘masterlist’

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your jaw drops as minho pulls into the parking lot. “that’s not–” he shrugs nonchalantly. “hyunjin booked it,” lee know explains as he opens the car door. you snort, shaking your head.

as you walk into the restaurant, you feel overwhelmingly underdressed in your ripped black jeans and stylish loose sweatshirt. you cross your arms over your chest, unconsciously trying to cover yourself up. minho notices and unravels your arms to take your hand.

“yn! minho! you made it,” hyunjin says, smiling. seungmin covers his smile with his hand.

“we were wondering if you would come at all,” he mocks them. you roll your eyes and sit in the empty chair next to him. you don’t notice lee know tense and immediately sit next to you as well.

“you look nice,” felix observes and flashes his freckled smile at you. “doesn’t yn always look nice?” chan adds.

“yes,” all of stray kids says at the same time.

“shut uppppp–” you complain, burying your face into your hands in embarrassment.

“you know it’s true,” lee know smirks at you. you glare at him. “But don’t rub it in my face!” you say mock-rudely. everyone laughs.

“we aren’t allowed to compliment you?” han asks curiously.

“no!”

“you’re weird,” seungmin notes. “you’re weirder,” you argue.

“you’re double weirder.”

“well, you’re triple weirder.”

“omg just shut it!” minho explodes next to you. everyone turns to face him, and his face is red. you meet his eyes, concerned, confused, and a little annoyed.

a multitude of emotions flicker on his face: anger, confusion, hurt, maybe some jealousy? you can’t tell. instead of saying something, you put your hand on minho’s arm.

“sorry,” lee know mutters under his breath as he looks away sharply. you move your hand down to his pulse, resting your finger on his wrist. he shifts slightly but doesn’t move from your touch. you can barely feel his heartbeat now.

“anyway, what happened with jun?” jeongin asks. you look up distractedly.

“oh, i felt like we were growing apart anyway,” you say. minho’s heart is racing, his hands are warm and sweaty–

“but, um, i guess i didn’t know today would be the day,” you trail off as you quickly take back your hand and play with the hem of your sweatshirt. “i really don’t know,” you admit finally, shrugging.

“fair,” changbin says. an awkward silence falls over the table.

you walked to the car with minho but at a distance. an unnatural tension had separated you two during dinner and it was worse now. Lee know cleared his throat.

“are you ready to go back or–?” he says. you blink a few times.

“do you want to go for a walk?” you offer, looking at the shops lining the street in front of you. he nods. “okay.”

you start walking when your hood comes up on your head. you start looking back and minho laughs, the first sign of happy emotion from him since dinner had started. he runs a hand through his hair, the darkness of the evening covering his red flush.

you smile and look down at the ground shyly. you continue walking a don’t realize that you’re holding hands.

lee know leans down slightly, his breath tickling your ear. “i like you, yn,” he whispers, and then straightens up. your eyebrows shoot up, even though you aren’t surprised.

“i like you too.”

soyeon yawns. “oh, you’re finally back,” she says sleepily, half-watching kdramas, half-talking to you. “how was it?” soyeon notices the bright pink tinge across your cheeks and immediately sits up, all tiredness forgotten, her pillow thrown aside.

“what happened? did you kiss? are you dati–” you throw the nearest pillow at your roommate’s face.

“stop!” you laugh. “i don’t know. we did not kiss, nothing happened.” you pause. “no that was a lie. i think we’re dating?” soyeon punches the air.

“finally you got yourself someone actually worth it,” she says. you roll your eyes. “none of them are kind of worth it though.”

“except hiiiiiim!” soyeon sings out and you walk out exasperated to your room.

“i don’t want to hear it,” you say firmly as you close your door.

“boyfriend material!” soyeon shouts as you are closing it. she flashes you an innocent smile and you let out an exasperated sigh. your fingers touch your cheek where lee know had left a soft, good-bye kiss and a see-you-tomorrow.

the day hadn’t ended up that terribly.

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maluyoongi · 3 months

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título: My Heart Is So Sour Without You data: 12 de fevereiro de 2024 programa: ibis paint x doada para: @/moonstar_841 link: 🍐

essa capa foi feita totalmente com os toques especiais da @luvsta (a melhor nos bebelos). quem tiver interesse em adotar é só comentar q eu mando msg e a gente resolve🫶

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trancyzp · 2 months

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⸺ depois que você me deixou ⭑

para doação dia 16/03/2024⭑ capa adotada por elizabeth_carter7 ⭑

#capa para social spirit #capa para fanfic #capa de fanfic #capa vintage #capa para spirit #capa para fic #capa de spirit #design simples #gidle #yuqi #shuhua #trancyz #2024

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