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First date with Sasha Braus

- she would be much more nervous than you

- i would send you a thousand and one messages asking if you were sure you really wanted to go out with her

- she is a little insecure :( but she can put it aside only after you answered her messages saying that you were nervous for that first date

- sasha wants to take you to all possible diners, obviously he wanted to eat a lot but he also wanted to give his best to his girlfriend / boyfriend

- she wouldn't be ashamed to eat in front of you, this is a sasha thing

- she always holds your hand, interlacing your fingers and walking into yet another cafeteria

- she wasn't afraid to show how much she liked you

- you have to clean her mouth all the time, since she was always dirty because of the speed she eats

-even with shame, she would hold her face and fill you with kisses, together with caresses in her hair to make you comfortable

- at the end of the day she would take you to a supermarket and you would buy a lot of sweets to eat at home while watching a comedy movie, it’s sasha’s favorite genre

- this girl loves you very much so please take good care of her !! :(

ok this is a best friend request so i hope you like it too !!

Gaah Yeosang is so delightful when he thinks the attention isn't on him !! That's so doberman of him ♡ ♡

ATEEZ as cat memes !

First time posting smth Ateez/K Pop related :D

forgotten memoirs

part 3/4 of mourning your reciprocation

a quiet night, you and i, a spontaneous kiss to your cheek, and a cloudy sky. that was how it started.

the grey clouds were threatening to burst into showers of salty raindrops, but you didn’t seem to care, turning your back to me in favour of kicking something that sounded clinking like rocks and bits of concrete. i was a little worried that you felt uncomfortable at the sudden show of affection and debated loitering around a bit longer, but right now, i could feel a humid air in our surroundings, indicating looming rain.

“let’s take cover, quickly.”

i ushered, as my hand navigated to grab your other wrist that wasn’t buried in your pocket. i tried to drag you forward to what i assumed was the dimmed, blue light in a hazy fog that belonged to a convenience store, but when you spun around and faced me, you grounded your feet still, staying stubbornly in place. with frustration that probably adorned a frown on my features, i looked straight in your eyes. your eyes had never been short of hypnotic every time they looked at me because they provided answers that i seek, comforted my soul and communicated volumes even as your pretty lips stilled. they did none of those this time, except reflecting my frustrated face that i could clearly see, strangely so, even in the fog. i ignored the growing ire in my stomach in realisation that maybe i didn’t know you as well as i thought. i lowered my head, suddenly finding interest in your shoelaces. an unsure silence stretched between us until i was no longer able to stand your burning gaze on the back of my head. i muttered weakly:

“we’ll catch a cold.”

your cold hand cupped over the side of my cheek, slightly tilting my face upwards. it was my turn at being stubborn, keeping my head low enough so as to not meet your gaze. i guess i just wanted to sulk a little over the confusion in my heart - i still couldn't wrap my head around your actions. were they green signals for our relationship to bloom into an intimacy as romantic as a red rose, or was it merely my fantasies messing with my consciousness that could no longer differentiate what was real and what wasn't?

“i'm not that fragile, and besides, i'd have you by my side even if i fell sick enough that i couldn't think, right?"

your words rolled off your tongue onto mine a honeyed texture i couldn't get enough of, almost like a drug with stirred questions as its side effects. it wasn't just your words, no, because right after that, you snaked your hand around my head and pressed on its back so i could rest my forehead on your damp shoulder. oh. i was too focused on you that it had started to rain without my notice. the rain be damned if it could stop us from being so close to each other like this. plus, the reassuring way your hand patted my head gently emboldened me, telling me you wouldn't pull me away. so i blurted without thinking:

"please be mine."

too tired for regrets, my eardrums practically blurred out at that moment like a subconscious defense mechanism to block out any rejection that i'd rather die from embarrassment than to hear from you. it seemed like time had stopped, had really frozen each raindrop that rolled down the tips of my twitching fingers and solidified the air between us to frosted ice.

a beat of my heart. a shaky exhale from me, from you or from both of us, i didn't know. but that didn't matter, like how insignificantly heavy the rain was, weightless, in contrast to those words you uttered, thick and dripping with sugary honey, an endearing promise i longed for:

"i'm yours."

i could breathe again.

flower halos

❃ bask in a sentimental glow ❃

heartseases / poetries

carnations / prompts

mourning your reciprocation

forget-me-nots / oc scenarios

water lilies / fanfictions

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Excerpt from a Story I Hope To Write

Her fingers ghosted the spine of a navy hardcover book, the tension between the book and the muscles in her fingers is evident but she seems to be restraining herself.

Part of me wants to know what book has her attention, but I’m more focused on the details of her hands. I’m not sure when the idea of having small hands with slender fingers came from, or how exactly it’s attractive because I personally think it’s bullshit.

So if there was a comparison between her hands and a stereotypical pretty hand, her hand wouldn’t make the cut. Which again is complete and utter bullshit.

Besides, “pretty” is an objective statement, it’s got to be. Everyone has their own opinion, influenced by their upbringing, culture, environment, personal preference or whatever.

So in theory, stereotypical means what others tell us is accepted, and acceptable. That’s not her.

Never, not once, have I seen her just sit and take what others tell her she should, it’s just not in her nature. Sure she might sit and listen, but guaranteed she’ll say at one point or another if she thinks what is being said is dumb. It’s such an admirable quality, she’s so brave and individualistic.

She doesn’t fit in the stereotype, any stereotype.

The don’t deserve her.

So no, she doesn’t fit it the small, slender, nice hand category. Her hands are medium sized, with thick fingers. She says she’s got ‘fat fingers’ which isn’t true, they’re perfectly proportionate to her hand.

And who gives a shit?

I don’t like her hands because of their shape, color, or size even. Of course I like that hers are smaller than mine, but in the grand scheme of things it doesn’t matter. I like them because they’re the ones that run through my hair when I’m having a rough day, or the ones that pinch my cheeks, the one that I mess with when we are watching a movie or binging a show, and even the ones that I get to hold sometimes when I’m lucky (more so brave, but still).

I like her hands because they’re hers.

<3 Lavender Grey

HEY HI HELLO EVERYONE this is your lovely author , LETS GET A FEW THINGS STRAIGHT BEFORE WE START OFF wink

AUTHOR'S ONE-SHOT DRILLS :

• inconsistent writing style (pls I'm a rookie author who's just tryna stabilise themselves with how I'm gonna be writing this SOBS)

• requests are CLOSED for the time being , idk how this is gonna take off or how soon but I won't be accepting requests till a point , HOWEVER I'm open to the idea so just hang in a bit longer ;)

• IDK IF THIS IS WORTH MENTIONING OR NOT But the characters are NOT OWNED by me UNLESS STATED

• inconsistent updates cause well we've all got our lives to live and mine doesn't revolve around this,,,,yet, BUT ANYWAYS pls be PATIENT as I'm still a student and school induced stress likes to give me a good one in the gut , therefore I won't promise when a chapter will come out BUT I'll keep it as uniform as possible :)

• there will be TWS and REMINDERS before and after each chapter so y'all know what's coming your way , the last thing I wanna do is set y'all off

• IM OPEN TO YALL SHARING YOUR OPINIONS , I'd love to hear out your thoughts on this so go full out , improvements , criticism , keep it coming

• AND PLS IF YOU DONT LIKE MY OC OR CONTENT SHUT MY BOOK OFF AND GET ON WITH YOUR DAY , there's no need to go around spewing hate in my dms , there's a fine line between opinions and disrespectful bs , don't cross it.

• same goes to fighting on here??- pls jusr- don't ?? Idk it's not kewl and you shouldn't have to lose your cool over something if it pissed you off so much , take it to your pms , I will NOT tolerate public arguments :) cussing and joking's all good , just keep it in your pants ykwim?

• AND AS FOR THE REQUESTS-?? Quick pinch in , I'm willing to accept them if they regard who the next 'xreader' will be with orr if you want a headcanon/drabble/oneshot next yk yk

~WITHOUT FURTHER ADO ILL SEE YOU GUYS IN THE NEXT UPDATE~