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junkissed · 1 year

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packages, boxes and bags

day eight of junkissed's svt season's greetings event

member — boyfriend!seokmin x reader genre — the sweetest and purest fluff word count — 3.1k synopsis — you’re having trouble finding the perfect gift for your boyfriend on your first christmas together. maybe his friends can help. warnings — a little cursing, reader is called seokmin's girlfriend, pet names (baby, honey), they are so damn cute it hurts, when can i have my own seokmin god please i'm begging notes — lowercase intended. i apologize this is late but i was busy the past couple days and i also didn't have much inspo for this. so imagine my surprise when today i sit down at my laptop and boom three thousand words just. appear. but i am so happy with how this turned out and i hope you will be too. i must warn you all this is disgustingly sweet and precious and i definitely screamed into my pillow more than once while writing this. i hope you enjoy :) p.s. i promise this isn't an ad for kay jewelers— blame @duhnova for that

one reblog = one (almost) engagement ring

you shut your laptop closed and groan, putting your head in your hands. this was never going to work.

you’ve spent the better part of your day off on websites like amazon, macy’s, even walmart, trying to find the perfect gift for seokmin.

despite being together almost seven months now, it’s the first time you’ll be spending christmas together. and… you have absolutely no idea what to get him.

first you thought about getting him some little gadget for his computer at work, maybe a new keyboard or a cute new mouse pad. but then you remembered how he told you in passing the other day how he couldn’t stand how his job had him hunched over his computer all day, and he was thinking about looking for a new one where he wouldn’t have to be on it so much.

then you thought you might get him a nice framed picture of the two of you, something small to keep in his apartment for when you’re not there. but when you came over last weekend, the first thing he did was show you the digital photo frame he found in his closet that his mom got him for his birthday that he’d forgotten about. he was stoked to “finally be able to put it to good use” and had programmed it with dozens of pictures of the two of you.

you’d tried google. you’d looked at every gift-giving website under the sun. you’d even asked your best friend what she was getting for her boyfriend for christmas to see if it might spark an idea.

but everything you come across is either something he already has, something he doesn’t need, or something he could easily get on his own.

so… you were stuck. thoroughly and completely stuck.

meanwhile, unbeknownst to you, seokmin is currently on the other side of town, running through the mall in a panic, trying to figure out what to get you.

he knows he shouldn’t have waited until three days before christmas to get his holiday shopping done, but he’s been busy– there’s a huge promotion up at his job, and he’s doing everything he can to get it. not only would it mean less sitting at his desk all day and more moving around, it would also mean a big raise, so you can finally move in together like you both have been wanting to. now that would be a perfect christmas present if he gets the position, but he won’t find out if he has or not until the new year, so that rules that out.

it’s your first christmas together, so he really wants to go all out. winter is his favorite season, and now he gets to spend it with his favorite person, so why wouldn’t he make it something extravagant? except… he can’t find anything to get you.

so here he is at the mall downtown, ducking into every store and searching for something, anything that might give him an idea of a gift you might like.

he doesn’t wanna buy you clothes, because that’s lame, and also because he doesn’t wanna get something that’s not guaranteed you’ll like. what if you think the fabric is too itchy, or you don’t like the pattern? returning or even exchanging his gift would mean a big failure.

he doesn’t wanna buy you the trinkets he found at that one gift shop, because even though they are cute, they’re not special enough to get for you. these are the type of things he’d pick up for you on his way home from work as an everyday treat, or at the very most, a stocking stuffer; you deserve more than some cheap little thing he found on a whim.

he thought about getting you a new purse, because you said you’ve been needing one since the strap on your current one broke, but he’s pretty sure you already bought yourself one when your boss gave you an amazon gift card as a thank-you for all the overtime you’ve been doing lately.

it seems like everything he thinks of to get you is a dumb idea. so now he’s stuck. thoroughly and completely stuck.

you sigh, pulling out your phone and scrolling through your gallery, praying that one of the photos is hiding some kind of sign that’ll tell you exactly what to buy him. but as expected, there’s no magic word or wish list or qr code that leads to the perfect gift.

you’re just about to give up and call him and just ask him what he wants, when an idea hits you. calling him would be admitting to him you can’t think of something special to give him, but calling his friends… now that, that might get you somewhere. they’ve known him for way longer than you have, they must have some idea of things he likes or might want.

you quickly dial the number of his friend minghao. you’ve only met him a few times at some get-togethers, but he seems like the most responsible out of his group, and the most likely to give you a helpful answer.

he picks up on the first ring, but the voice that answers… isn’t minghao?

“hello seokmin’s girlfriend! this is minghao’s phone, how can i help you!”

“junhui, i told you to stop touching my phone!” you hear a voice in the background that you guess is minghao.

“fi-ine,” the first voice—junhui?—grumbles, and you hear a shuffling noise as you assume the phone is being passed back to its owner.

minghao sighs. “hi. sorry about him. what’s up?”

you try not to laugh at the phone mix-up. “just, uh, have a question for you.”

“mhm?” he prods.

“has… seok mentioned anything he wants for christmas? or, like, is there anything you know he needs?” you ask, hoping it sounds nonchalant.

he hums. “mm, not really. are you trying to come up with a christmas gift for him?”

you whine. “yeah. but i’ve tried everything, i can’t think of a single good thing to give him.”

minghao pauses. “he’s really sentimental, but you probably already figured that out by now. the best i can suggest is something homemade, or something related to some kind of memory you have together. he’d like that.”

you freeze. “i… i think i’ve got an idea,” you say jumping up from your chair. “you’re the best, minghao, i owe you big time for this.”

“don’t worry about it. merry christmas.”

you hang up the phone and open your laptop again. this just might work.

you hadn’t planned on spending this much on seokmin’s present, but why not go all out? sure, you’ll have to cut back on your morning coffee for a couple weeks, but it’ll be worth it to see the look on his face on christmas morning.

at the same time, across town seokmin’s just walking out of the jewelry store, a shiny velvet box tucked into his jacket pocket. it’s a lot more than he wanted to pay for it, but it’s better than showing up empty-handed. besides, if that promotion comes through like he hopes, he’ll pay it off in no time. it might have cost a small fortune, but he just knows it’ll look so pretty on you. he can’t wait to see you wear it.

christmas eve finally rolls around and you’re standing outside the door to seokmin’s apartment, your arms full of bags for the weekend you’re spending with him.

his entire face lights up the second he opens the door, and he squeezes you in a tight hug before giving you a soft kiss. “hi baby,” he says, almost shyly. “merry christmas.”

he grabs the bags from you to carry them inside, and you give him another kiss. “merry christmas.”

he takes your things back to his room to set them down, then comes back out into the living room, wrapping his arms around you again. “i’m so glad you get to be here,” he says quietly.

“mm. me too.”

the room is quiet, besides the faint honking of cars outside. you snuggle up on the couch together, picking out a movie to watch, the dim lights casting a soft glow around the apartment.

“do you wanna open your present now?” he asks when the screen turns black and the credits slowly roll past.

“seok, you have to wait until christmas! we can’t open all our presents tonight!” you giggle, and he pouts.

“please?” he says, looking up at you with those big, pleading eyes you adore so much.

“fine,” you concede. “but only one! or else we won’t have anything to open in the morning.”

he grins and gets down on the floor beside the couch, crawling over to the tree to grab a small wrapped box nestled into the bottom branches. he comes back over and sits at the base of the couch, putting one knee up as he hands you the box.

he grins up at you as you tear open the wrapping paper, revealing the soft velvet jewelry box.

you look down at him, and he nods eagerly, motioning for you to open it. you hesitate. it definitely looks expensive, way more than you would’ve wanted him to spend on you. but you did pay almost $300 renting the place for his gift, so you write it off as being even.

you delicately pry the box open with your fingernail, revealing a breathtaking ring absolutely covered in diamonds and intricate silver gilding. it gleams even in the low light, sitting in its little velvet box, staring up at you.

you gasp, throwing your hand over your mouth. “seokmin, what the fuck is this!?”

his smile instantly drops, the color draining from his cheeks. “do you not like it? i can probably still return it, i have the receipt–”

“no!” you shout, and he jumps, eyes wide. “no,” you repeat, calmer this time. “no, i love it. it’s gorgeous. i just– i thought we were doing… small presents first?” you stutter, still in shock at the beautiful piece of jewelry in your shaking hands.

he blushes. “i… wanted you to wear it now,” he murmurs.

you study him, and suddenly you realize he’s still down on the carpet on one knee. and everything finally clicks.

you scream as you jump up from the couch. “seokmin, you’re not proposing, are you?” you gasp.

“no?” he stammers, confused why you’d think he is, before realizing himself that he looks… well, he definitely looks like he’s proposing.

he hurriedly puts his knee down, sitting flat on the carpet. “i’m not! i’m not. this is just a really nice ring, i swear,” he rushes to explain. “at least, not yet,” he mumbles under his breath, but you don’t hear him. you’re still focused on the fact that there’s more diamonds in this ring than you can count on one hand.

you’re still standing in front of him, mouth hanging open, and he’s starting to get worried because you haven’t said a word in a few minutes. “do you want me to propose?” he asks hesitantly. because, screw it, he’s already got the nice ring; if you’re ready, then he’s ready, might as well—

“no! i mean, yes, i do, i really do, but not right now, i…” you trail off, not sure how to continue.

the room is silent, both of you staring at each other. after a minute he stands up, taking his seat back on the couch. “oh no,” he says, finally breaking the silence with a groan. “i ruined this, didn’t i?”

“no,” you sigh, having recovered enough from the shock to sit next to him again. “no, of course not. i’m just… surprised. i wasn’t expecting this. it must’ve cost a fortune.”

“it’s rude to ask someone the price of a gift, you know,” he says, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.

“trust me, i’m not asking,” you laugh. “i don’t even wanna know.”

“can… can i put it on you?” he asks, his voice getting soft again.

you look at him, and then at the glittering diamond ring in his hand, and you can’t not accept it. you nod, letting out a quiet “mhm” in agreement.

your eyes start to water as he slides it onto your finger, and he looks up worriedly when you sniffle. “it’s so pretty, oh my god,” you whisper, more to yourself than to him.

“please don’t cry,” he says softly, and he looks so upset that you have to reassure him you’re not mad and you just really, really like your gift.

you admire how it looks on your finger for a second before you scoot closer to him and wrap your arms around him.

“i love it, baby,” you murmur. “you really didn’t have to do this.”

he hums. “but i wanted to. i wanted to show you how much i love you.”

tears well up in your eyes again, and you bury your face in his neck to hide them. “you already show me. every single day.”

he sighs, a happy sigh, relaxing into your arms. “i’m glad you like it.”

you stay like that for a while, gently rocking back and forth on the couch, peacefully enjoying everything. the scent of his cologne wafts around you, a comforting, familiar smell, and the colorful lights of the christmas tree shine softly in the background. you wouldn’t want to spend christmas anywhere else.

you pull away a little, breaking the silence with a short laugh. “mine’s gonna look so stupid compared to yours,” you pout as you snuggle into his side, leaning your head against his shoulder.

“are you gonna make me wait until tomorrow to open it?” he asks, rubbing his hand up and down your arm.

“no,” you sigh. “it’s probably after midnight by now, anyway.” you lift yourself out of his arms, going back into his room to get his present from one of your bags.

it’s a lightweight little box, and you hand it down to him. the gift itself isn’t big in size, but you know he likes taking the wrapping off, so you put it in a box and wrapped it for him.

he waits for you to come sit beside him again, and he opens it, carefully tearing the red and green paper with a grin on his face.

he opens the box, revealing a small piece of paper. he looks back at you. “baby? what’s this?”

your cheeks heat up as you begin to explain, suddenly feeling shy about your gift. “well, i… i rented out the movie theater we went to on our first date, and i thought it would be fun to, just… spend the day there, i don’t know.” you trail off, looking down at your hands, until seokmin takes them in his own.

when you look back up at him, his smile is so wide, it almost looks like it hurts. “i love it,” he beams, his voice breaking a little. “that’s so thoughtful, honey. i really love it.”

he leans forward to squeeze you in a hug, and you can’t help but smile, too.

“this is the best christmas ever,” he sighs into your neck, holding you tightly against him. “love you so much.”

he sits back, pulling you onto his lap facing him. “do you know where i got the ring from?” he asks suddenly, locking his hands behind your lower back.

you look at him. “um, kay? it says it on the box.”

he grins. “and?”

you frown in confusion. “and… what?”

the tips of his ears turn pink. “y’know, their slogan? ‘every kiss begins with kay’? from the commercials?”

you blink at him.

he groans, rolling his head back. “can i just kiss you now, please?”

you giggle, throwing your arms around his neck and rubbing your nose against his. “fine.”

and just as he’s about to, his pocket vibrates, and he pulls out his phone.

“my… boss?” he says, confused, showing you the screen.

you whine, resting your chin on his shoulder. “what does he want that can’t wait? it’s one in the morning on christmas eve– well, technically christmas morning, now.”

he looks at you with pleading eyes, and you sigh. “you can answer it. quickly, though, please?”

he presses a kiss to your cheek in thanks before sliding the button to accept the call, holding the phone up to his other ear. “hello?”

you can’t hear what’s being said on the other line, so you close your eyes, worn out from the night’s big surprises. you have a lot to do tomorrow—today—and you’ll need sleep if you want to spend the whole day with him like you want to.

seokmin sits up suddenly, startling you. you lean back, looking at him, wordlessly asking if something’s wrong. but he’s beaming, his smile so bright you’d think he’d just been told he won the lottery, and you crease your eyebrows in confusion.

he stays on the phone for another minute, listening intently. “thank you so much. merry christmas,” he says finally, then hangs up, tossing his phone to the other end of the couch.

“what? what is it?” you ask, still concerned despite his giddy expression.

he settles back, his hands sliding to your waist and holding you up on his lap. “i just got some news,” he says, and you know he’s being vague on purpose to draw out the suspense.

you pout. “well, are you gonna tell me, or not!”

he giggles, unable to hold it back any longer. “i got the promotion!” he yells.

your mouth falls open. “what promotion?” you ask, tentative.

“i didn’t wanna say anything unless i was sure, but there’s been a position available at the company, and they wanted to hire someone from within,” he says excitedly. “it wasn’t guaranteed that i’d get it, but i did! i got the promotion!”

“aw, seok! i’m so proud of you, baby,” you smile, leaning down to kiss him.

he pulls away after a second, and you look at him expectantly. “i have more news,” he says with a grin.

“and?”

“and… it comes with a big raise, so we’ll finally be able to afford a place together,” he beams, rubbing his hands up and down your back.

you bite your bottom lip to stop it from trembling, and feel your eyes well up with tears, spilling down your cheeks.

he calls your name softly, and you look up at him. “are you… what do you think?” he asks, his big eyes searching your watery ones.

“i– i’m just so happy,” you stammer, leaning down to hug him again. “i love you so much. this is more than i could’ve ever asked for.” you bury your face in his neck, letting your tears of joy fall onto his sweater.

“merry christmas, honey.”

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spellofwinter · 5 months

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dongsoo continuing to drive the car doyoung gave him, wearing the suits and accessories he gifted him even tho they're in their "we're never ever getting back together" era

dongsoo taking on doyoung's mannerisms, his office and his house. living with his ghost still I am yelling

#gifs later im not ok rn <3 #evilive #winter❄talks

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singsweetmelodies · 6 months

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Annual Piarles Winter Fic Exchange: 2023/24

Hello fellow Piarlies ❤️💙 Thank you so much for your interest in the idea of a second winter fic exchange centred around our French and French-adjacent boys. All arrangements, sign-up details and explanations for the exchange can be found beneath the cut!

How does the exchange work?

Exactly the same as last year’s Winter Fic Exchange! We are heading into the winter break again, and we thought it would be cool if we could inspire another flood of Piarles-flavoured content to lift our spirits and make us miss F1 a little less over the break. Besides, who doesn’t love a present? Especially if that present is a fanfiction written just for you.

So how this works is: you sign up, submit your prompts for what you’d like to read in a gift fic, and then after sign-ups close, we’ll assign you a partner to write for. Someone else will have been assigned to write for you, so on the due date, you’ll post a gift fic and receive a gift fic of your own. 🎁

When are the deadlines and due dates?

Sign-ups are open as of now, and will remain open until the 23rd of November 2023 (AKA, the Thursday before the Abu Dhabi Grand Prix.) After that point, we will close sign-ups and collect everyone’s prompts.

Assignments will be sent out by the 27th of November (AKA, the Monday right after the final F1 race on the 2023 calendar.) You will then have all of December and half of January to work on your gift fics.

Gift fics are due to be posted on the 16th of January 2023, though we do want this to be a fun and no-real-pressure exchange for everyone, so if we notice that people are struggling to finish in time for the deadline, we will simply shift it up by a week. We can do this as many times as necessary for everyone to finish comfortably and produce a fic you know your giftee will enjoy. 💙

What are the posting instructions for the gift fics?

There aren’t a whole lot of really specific or strict rules in this exchange, but the two we would like people to take note of are the following:

This is a Piarles fic exchange, so the main focus of your fanfiction should be the romantic relationship between Pierre Gasly and Charles Leclerc. Background pairings are allowed as long as the primary focus of your fic is still the dynamic between Charles and Pierre. (There will be a space in the sign-up form to indicate which background pairings you do and don’t like. Please note, however, that there is no requirement to write any background pairings if you don’t want to.)

The minimum word count for this exchange is 2k (2000) words. There is no cut-off or maximum word count, but we do ask that you try and write a one-shot instead of a multi-chapter if at all possible (unless you are posting a multi-chapter fic which is already complete by the time of posting.)

We will do a more detailed post with AO3 collection details and final deadline/timezone instructions closer to the actual deadline. ❄

Is this a fic-only exchange, or can we create art as well?

This is indeed a fic-focused exchange, so in order to participate, we do request that everyone creates a fic that meets the 2k minimum. If you’re inspired to create art of any kind to go along with your fic, though, then you are more than welcome to do so! In fact, you’d be the MVP if you did. 🎁

How does prompting work in this exchange?

There will be a space in the sign-up form for you to submit two different prompts. Prompts can be anything from AU ideas (eg. coffee shop AU) to dialogue (eg. “Shut up” // “Make me”) to tropes or themes (eg. enemies to lovers). Anything goes, pretty much! Our only request is that you submit two completely different prompts - this is just to give your gift writer options.

As a gift writer, you can write either of the two prompts, or even go for some sort of creative combination of them both. It’s completely up to you!

There will be a space where you can provide an explicit/smutty prompt if you want, but please note that your gift writer is not required to include any explicit content in their fic unless they’re comfortable with doing so. 💙

What if I get prompts I really can’t write?

Not to worry - if you really don’t vibe with any of the prompts you have been given, you can get in touch with one of the mods and we will reach out to your giftee to provide an additional prompt or two. If things are still not working, we might reach out to someone else and have you swap giftees entirely. We want everyone to have a great time in this exchange, both in the writing and receiving parts of it!

We understand that sometimes life gets in the way, though, and you might not be able to fulfill your prompts for other reasons. We hope it doesn’t happen, but if you need to drop out of the exchange for any reason, please just let one of our mods know so we can arrange a pinch-hitter to step in and write your giftee’s fic in your place. ❄

Who are the mods for this exchange?

We have the wonderful team of @singsweetmelodies, @boxboxbrioche, @welightitup, @duquesademiel, @wolfiemcwolferson and @river-ocean running things for this exchange! 💙

Where and how do I sign up?

All you have to do is fill out this Google form! Additional relevant information will be shared on the Calamars Club Discord server, so if you are not already part of that server, please message a mod for the invite link.

@ Pierre/Charles shippers across Discord, Tumblr and AO3: we hope that this exchange will make you all smile over the winter break! We are so excited to share this with you all 🎁

#piarles winter fic exchange #piarles winter fic exchange 2023/24 #piarles #10 x 16 #❄💙

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our-beautiful-nature · 5 months

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🌌☃️Winter night❄🌠

#winter #night #sky #snow #snowflake #forest #starry sky #fir #way #path #cozy #milky way #nature #i really love winter #❄🌨☃️⛄🌠

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laudthingcat · 5 months

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Were you the mutual that simped for this guy?

I found smth related but i dont wanna send it to the wrong person 😂😂😂😂

You got the right mutual biscuit~

We simp for ghostface in this house 😼💦

#what did ya find? 👀#❄; winter replies #❄; winter and moots #biscuit💕

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mycosylivingroom · 9 months

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#mycosylivingroom #actually autistic #special interest #paint by number #winter ❄

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chiro-asuta-vulpes · 10 months

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Winter🌨❄🤍

Just a quick sketch of Winter (Whole Body) hehehe🖌🎨✨

The left one is his old staff attire and Winter hates wearing it

The right one is his default casual attire aka his own style of clothing as he works

#drawing ideas #ocs #i hope this is okay!#oc only #oc tag #drawing #drawinyourstyle #rough sketch #credits to original owner #made in ibis paint #Winter Frost🤍❄#my oc stuff #human oc #my baby boi #oc blog #oc #oc au #oc rp au #my main ocs

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oldfarmhouse · 3 months

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𝗁𝗍𝗍𝗉s://instagram.com/thecabinchronicles

#💙blue water front property #❄winter blue water #winter scenery

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junkissed · 1 year

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a boyfriend for christmas

member — best friend!wonwoo x reader genre — friends to lovers, idiots to lovers, fake dating, angst, fluff, maybe a teeny bit suggestive if you read it upside down and backwards word count — 2.5k warnings — oh boy there's a bit of Angst, but it's resolved asap don't fret, possessive wonu (but it's healthy i promise), feat. coworker!mingyu who kinda gets thrown under the bus oops notes — requested by @glowonu — for my winter wonderland event: wonwoo + "a boyfriend for christmas". it is entirely possible this one may have an nsfw sequel but i make no promises!! hope you enjoy, please lmk if you do :)

one reblog = one best friend turned boyfriend

“won, i need a favor.”

your sweet voice spouts from the speaker on wonwoo’s phone, and he grins. it’s always a good day when he gets to hear your voice. “what kind of favor?”

“i need you to be my boyfriend for christmas.”

he raises his eyebrows. “excuse me?”

“listen, just hear me out. please.”

the desperation in your voice is enough to make him pause and wait for you to explain. he’s known you long enough to know that you wouldn’t call out of nowhere and make a statement as crazy as this without good reason, but he still can’t say the offer isn’t… interesting.

when you realize he hasn’t hung up on you yet, you rush to tell him what happened.

“so, you remember i told you about kim mingyu, my coworker?” you start hurriedly.

“mhm,” he says, tone deadpan. he’s never liked mingyu, since the first time he hit on you at the party you held when you were first hired. it was your dream job, one you’d been working towards your whole life, and he was so incredibly proud of you. and you were proud too; you loved your job, except for one thing: your prick of a coworker, mingyu. sure, maybe he’d never technically done anything other than annoy you, but wonwoo had a bad feeling about him from the start.

“well, you know he keeps flirting with me and he wanted me to be his—date,” you whisper the last part, as if it’s a terrible secret, though wonwoo can’t understand why, “for the office christmas party, and—”

“why didn’t you tell him yes?” wonwoo interrupts, almost bitterly.

you frown into the phone at his response. why would he want you to say yes? “because? i don’t like him that way and he makes me vaguely uncomfortable? what more do you–”

“so why am i involved, then?” he interrupts again.

you narrow your eyes, though he can’t see you. “why are you being so bitchy?”

the silence you’re met with makes you furrow your eyebrows even more. “fine, i don’t need your help,” you huff, slamming the ‘end call’ button.

an awkward few seconds pass while you attempt to process what just happened, fighting back tears you’re too angry to cry.

the sound of your ringtone startles you out of your annoyance, and you hesitantly accept the call.

“what do you need me to do?”

wonwoo still feels a little guilty about how he responded. after you’ve explained your plan, but it really isn’t his fault.

you want him to go with you to the annual christmas party and pretend to be your boyfriend so mingyu might finally get the message you’re not interested and leave you alone. take a couple pictures together to post online, get cozy at the open bar, go home together at the end of the night where wonwoo will drop you off at your house like nothing ever happened. a simple plan, over and done with in a few hours, max.

it really isn’t his fault because of the massive crush he’s had on you, his best friend, since you were teenagers. and yeah, maybe he’s been working up the courage to ask you out for the last six years and you basically doing it for him was a blow to his pride and he reacted badly. he doesn’t want to be your fake boyfriend, he wants to be your real boyfriend.

but you had asked him because you trusted him, and he wasn’t about to let you down, especially when someone like your bratty coworker was involved. maybe he’ll finally get it through his thick head that you’re too good for him, wonwoo thinks, maybe a bit more cruelly than the man deserves.

it had been a tuesday night when you’d called him, and as the days inch closer to the friday night party, he can’t help but grow more and more anxious.

would it be too forward if he treated this one-time thing like practice for the future (if he can ever bring himself to actually ask you)? or should he act stoic like he always does and pretend his heart isn’t beating out of his chest when he thinks about people seeing him with you and thinking you’re together?

he knows it’s not that formal of a party, more like after work drinks among coworkers, but some part of him wants to look his very best. maybe it’s some man thing, needing to show off in front of mingyu that might get him to back off. but maybe it’s not for mingyu at all; maybe it’s for you, like if he proves he’s attractive enough, then you might want him like he’s wanted you so badly all these years.

and yeah, maybe it’s crazy that he spent half his savings account on getting a custom-tailored suit for just a couple hours at some cheap bar in the city, but he’s never been one to back down from a challenge and he’s not about to start now. even if the challenge is only in his head.

friday night rolls around before you know it, and as the clock counts down the minutes until wonwoo is supposed to show up at your front door and take you to the christmas party, you’re still standing frozen in front of your closet, struggling to find something to wear.

do you go all out and wear your sexiest cocktail dress? is that trying too hard? wouldn’t that have the opposite effect of what you’re trying to do here?

or, do you go for the wallflower approach and wear a simple, modest pantsuit, hoping you won’t be so boring you push wonwoo away for good?

unbeknownst to you, somewhere on the other side of town, wonwoo is having the same dilemma, wondering if all that money on a fancy outfit was really worth it.

you both sigh, anxious to get the night started and for it to end.

truthfully, the situation with mingyu isn’t nearly as massive as you’ve played it up to be. you wouldn’t dare admit it, but the crush you’ve had on wonwoo for ages is partially (totally) what inspired your not-so-genius plan to fake-date your best friend. in reality, what had happened was you’d let mingyu down gently, telling him you would rather just be friends because you were in a complicated situation with someone else. to his credit, he’d graciously withdrawn (not without a sly wink and an offer to call him should your “situation” fall through, of course.)

you finally decide on a dress in between the two extremes: not too flashy, not too plain. wonwoo sticks with the suit.

car lights shine through your front window fifteen minutes later, your cue of wonwoo’s arrival.

you smooth the folds of your dress down and take a deep breath, finally hearing the knock on your door.

wonwoo sucks in a breath when the door opens, revealing you standing there looking the most beautiful he’s ever seen. sure, he helped you get ready for senior prom, his aunt’s wedding, and that one frat party your junior year of college, but none of those times even come close to how amazing his best friend looks in front of him right now.

“hi,” he mumbles shyly, feeling as awkward as a teenager again.

“you look… really nice.” you stumble over your words, eyes fixated on the lapel of his suit. when did he get this hot? and where the hell has he been hiding that suit? it looks expensive...

“ready to go?” he asks, his low voice interrupting your thoughts.

your eyes shoot up from where you’d been staring at the way the suit accentuates his broad chest, embarrassed to have been caught.

“mhm,” you nod, following him out to the car. you really, really want to invite him in, but you don’t know if you’re strong enough to have him inside your house looking like that and not do something you’ll regret.

the drive to the bar is quiet, the car stereo barely audible in the background.

halfway there, wonwoo’s hand finds your lap, resting tentatively on your thigh, almost hovering over the exposed skin. when you settle back into your seat and make no moves to push him away, his grip gets just a little bit tighter.

the bar is loud. that much you know from the second you first step inside.

you glance around, eyes immediately landing on mingyu talking to a group of women, all laughing exaggeratedly at something he said. you smile. maybe tonight will be easy. he won’t bother you again, not when he has so many other, better choices fawning over his every word. and maybe if you’re lucky, wonwoo might finally see what you’ve been trying to tell him all these years.

he leads you to the bar, swiveling a stool for you to sit as he leans against the counter next to you.

“so this is him, huh?” a voice calls from behind you.

you spin around on the barstool as wonwoo turns his head, imperceptibly narrowing his eyes.

none other than mingyu stands with a drink in his hand, grinning devilishly at the two of you.

wonwoo causally slips one arm around your waist, pulling you just barely closer to him. your heart races at the touch, but you keep your face stone still.

“yeah, this is… wonwoo,” you struggle to say.

“her boyfriend,” he adds after you, and you have to fight the urge to shiver in his arms. hearing him say those words feels like a dream, after so long imagining it, all the failed tinder matches you always pretended were him.

there’s a split second where you’re afraid one of the men might do something rash, but almost as quickly as it arrives, the tension dissipates as mingyu beams and sticks out his hand for wonwoo to shake. “nice to meet you, bro. heard a lot about you, you’re a lucky guy.” he looks him up and down casually, letting out a low whistle. “nice suit, by the way.”

your jaw drops, and wonwoo’s ears turn red next to you. he plasters on a smile, reaching over to shake the man’s hand. “funny, i’ve heard a lot about you, too,” he says, a little too calmly. your face flushes, and ooh boy you’re not looking forward to the conversation you’re about to have with him later.

sensing it might be best to leave, mingyu flashes another million dollar smile, nodding at wonwoo. “hope to see you around again, my man.”

“sure,” you squeak out, though he isn't even talking to you.

mingyu walks away, leaving you alone at the bar with your fake date. the building is full of chatter, but the silence between you feels deafening.

“this party’s kinda boring,” he says finally, leaning down to whisper in your ear. “why don’t we go somewhere and talk instead?”

all you can do is nod, unable to form any words as you follow him back outside to his car.

the parking lot outside the bar is quiet as you both sit in silence, waiting for the other to speak.

“so… what did you wanna talk about?” you ask innocently. as if you don’t know exactly what went wrong.

“this wasn’t about mingyu, was it?” his deep voice shatters the silence, and you freeze.

“it wasn’t,” you confirm.

“so what is it, then? you just wanted some arm candy to show off for your coworkers?”

you choke out a ‘no’. hearing him say the words “arm candy” with a straight face is something you never thought you’d live to see. maybe you fainted in wonwoo’s car on the way to the bar at how pretty he looks and this is all a dream, and you’d never even met mingyu tonight.

but he continues, reassuring you this is, in fact, not a dream. “then why’d you lie about mingyu? because he clearly wasn’t as bothered by you turning him down as you said he was.”

“i don’t know…” you manage to whisper.

“i don’t believe that.”

you stare at him, finally reaching a tipping point. “fine. what do you want me to say, that i made up this whole elaborate plan just so we could play pretend and i could live out my fantasy of us being together for one night? is that what you want?”

his eyes widen, clearly not the words he was expecting to come out of your mouth. “you don’t mean that.”

“how would you know?” you retort, starting to get upset. “god, can you just— reject me so i can move on already?”

he blinks a few times, his jaw hanging open in shock. “what?”

“do i really have to spell it out for you, wonwoo? i’ve liked you since we were kids! i thought it was so obvious, but apparently, you just like leading people on!”

“when was i ever leading you on?” he sputters, his face starting to grow red. “why do you think i even agreed to this stupid plan in the first place? you think i’d do this for my friend?”

you open your mouth to fight back, but you stop suddenly, gears turning in your head. “wait. say that again?”

he furrows his eyebrows in annoyance. “say what again?”

“‘you think i’d do this for my friend’,” you repeat back to him. “if i’m not your friend, then… why are you doing this?” you pause, letting the words digest. “what am i to you, wonwoo?”

his mouth opens and closes, searching for words but none come out.

you stay quiet, waiting for him to figure out what he needs to say. you’ve said your piece. now, it's up to him.

“will you go out with me?” he says out of nowhere, breaking the silence.

it’s your turn to be surprised. “what?”

“i… i’ve been trying to figure out how to ask you out for years. that’s why i agreed to do this. because–” his voice cracks slightly, and he clears his throat before continuing, cheeks growing steadily pinker. “because i thought maybe if i did this, you’d see me as… more than a friend.”

he wants to look away, to avoid your piercing gaze, but he can’t draw his eyes away from yours.

your voice is much softer when you finally speak again. “i’ve always seen you as more than a friend,” you say gently.

you clear your throat, sitting up straighter in your seat and turning to face him better. “wonwoo, will you go out with me?”

it takes him a moment to process, but he recovers quickly, breaking into a wide grin. “well, technically i asked you first.”

you roll your eyes and rest a hand on his shoulder, gently pulling him towards you. “will you just kiss me, please?”

and he does, and it’s everything you daydreamed of, everything you waited all these years for, everything your elaborate plan was meant to achieve but almost ended in disaster for. you’re kissing your best friend, and he’s kissing you, and everything is exactly how it should be.

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spellofwinter · 19 days

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dune, part two - a tragedy in 10 caps

#i'd gif this but i'm lazy #winter❄talks #dune

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singsweetmelodies · 1 year

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Piarles Winter Fic Exchange

Hello fellow Piarlies 💙 Thank you so much for your interest in the idea of a winter fic exchange for our French and French-adjacent boys. All arrangements, sign-up details and explanations for the exchange can be found beneath the cut!

How does the exchange work?

The idea behind it is simple enough: at the time of posting, we only have two races left before F1 concludes for the year. We're going to miss our boys, and so we thought it would be cool if we could inspire a flood of Piarles-flavoured content to lift our spirits and make us miss F1 a little less over the break. And we thought that a gift exchange would be a fun way to do that, because, well, who doesn't love a present? Especially if that present is a fanfiction written just for you.

So how this works is: you sign up, submit your prompts for what you'd like to read in a gift fic, and then after sign-ups close, we'll assign you a partner to write for. Someone else will have been assigned to write for you, so on the due date, you'll post a gift fic and receive a gift fic of your own. 🎁

When are the deadlines and due dates?

Sign-ups are open as of now, and will remain open until the 16th of November 2022. After that point, we will close sign-ups and collect everyone's prompts.

Assignments will be sent out by the 21st of November (AKA, the day right after the final F1 race on the 2022 calendar.) You will then have the rest of November and all of December to work on your gift fics.

Gift fics are due to be posted on the 10th of January 2023, though we do want this to be a fun and no-real-pressure exchange for everyone, so if we notice that people are struggling to finish in time for the deadline, we can simply shift it up by a week. We can do this as many times as necessary for everyone to finish comfortably and produce a fic you know your giftee will enjoy. 💙

What are the posting instructions for the gift fics?

There aren't a whole lot of really specific or strict rules in this exchange, but the two we would like people to take note of are the following:

This is a Piarles fic exchange, so the main focus of your fanfiction should be the romantic relationship between Pierre Gasly and Charles Leclerc. Background pairings are allowed as long as the primary focus of your fic is still the dynamic between Charles and Pierre. (There will be a space in the sign-up form to indicate which background pairings you do and don't like. Please note, however, that there is no requirement to write any background pairings if you don't want to.)

The minimum word count for this exchange is 2k (2000) words. There is no cut-off or maximum word count, but we do ask that you try and write a one-shot instead of a multi-chapter if at all possible (unless you are very confident that you will be able to finish the multi-chap.)

We will do a more detailed post with AO3 collection details and final deadline/timezone instructions closer to the actual deadline. ❄

Is this a fic-only exchange, or can we create art as well?

This is indeed a fic-focused exchange, so in order to participate, we do request that everyone creates a fic that meets the 2k minimum. If you're inspired to create art of any kind to go along with your fic, though, then you are more than welcome to do so! In fact, you'd be the MVP if you did. 🎁

How does prompting work in this exchange?

There will be a space in the sign-up form for you to submit two different prompts. Prompts can be anything from AU ideas (eg. coffee shop AU) to dialogue (eg. "Shut up" // "Make me") to tropes or themes (eg. enemies to lovers). Anything goes, pretty much! Our only request is that you submit two completely different prompts - this is just to give your gift writer options.

As a gift writer, you can write either of the two prompts, or even go for some sort of creative combination of them both. It's completely up to you!

What if I get prompts I really can't write?

Not to worry - if you really don't vibe with any of the prompts you have been given, you can get in touch with one of the mods and we will reach out to your giftee to provide an additional prompt or two. If things are still not working, we might reach out to someone else and have you swap giftees entirely. We want everyone to have a great time in this exchange, both in the writing and receiving parts of it!

We understand that sometimes life gets in the way, though, and you might not be able to fulfill your prompts for other reasons. We hope it doesn't happen, but if you need to drop out of the exchange for any reason, please just let one of our mods know so we can arrange a pinch-hitter to step in and write your giftee's fic in your place. ❄

Who are the mods for this exchange?

We have the wonderful team of @singsweetmelodies, @redyellowstupid, @dm3rv, and @welightitup running things for this exchange! 💙

Where and how do I sign up?

All you have to do is fill out this Google form, and then if you have a Discord account, you can join us in the exchange server (please send @singsweetmelodies a message for the invite link)

@ Pierre/Charles shippers across Tumblr and AO3: we hope that this exchange will make you all smile over the winter break! We are so excited to share this with you all 🎁

#piarles winter fic exchange #piarles #10 x 16 #pierre x charles #charles x pierre #❄💙

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