Sm: Okay So You Need To Maintain A Pure Image, Don’t Strangl-

Can y’all STOP with the “CaN uR kPoP bOy dO tHiS” uh of fucking COURSE he can, he’s absolutely fully capable Mark Lee

MAKE A WISH ✨

Who is this bitch Y/N? 

And how are they getting all these hot men to fall in love with them?

We all have that one character we’re in too deep for.

Have you “Oh, you think ya big, boy, throwing three stacks? I'ma show you how to ball, you a mismatch. Opinionated, but I'm always spitting straight facts. Throw it back, I might throw this on an eight-track” today?

in a million lives | seunghan

— ✧ • ˳೫˚ part of my valentine event!

೫ pairing: bf!seunghan and reader

೫ summary: you spontaneously decide to dance in the middle of the street and seunghan falls harder for you

೫ genre/word count: fluff & lots of romance! 691 words!

೫ author’s notes: the way i wrote this while at an airport😌 truly the best vibes and i am in love with how this turned out 🫶🏼 i hope you enjoy reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it

10:45 -

Seunghan knew that this may have been a bad idea. He should’ve known that seeing you in a sparkly gown would make him fall even harder for you. His eyes were fixated on you as you walked through the hallway. The soft light of the hallway reflected on your face, giving you an angelic glow.

“You look…gorgeous.” He muttered, his heart racing as he slowly stepped ever so closer to you. You paused, stopping in the middle of the hall, looking up at him. He looked dashing in his pressed suit, but it was his smile that made him all the more handsome.

You reach for his hand, whispering, “And you look striking in that suit.” He gasps, bringing his other hand to his chest. For both of you, the best parts of your relationship were the small moments like this. Smiling, you clasp his hand in yours tighter, guiding him towards the front door. “Come on, love.” He says quietly, pressing a light kiss to your forehead.

Opening the door, you both walk outside, relishing in the silence and the warm summer air. Your pale blue gown shone against the streetlights, the ruffled sleeves blowing in the calm breeze. It was one of those nights where you walked hand in hand down the sidewalk before carefully making your way to the empty street that’s yet to be illuminated by your smiles and laughter.

Seunghan squeezes your hand tightly, offering you a small smile. He steps back, taking your beauty in, before stepping to the side. You followed him, stepping to the side, heels in sync with his dress shoes. There was no music and barely any sounds besides the light clicking of your heels against the concrete as you stepped in a little rhythm with Seunghan.

“Do you trust me?” He asks, eyes looking directly into yours. He scans your face, beginning to get lost in your eyes. You laugh, saying between giggles, “Is that even a question?” He throws his head back, laughing with you. Taking your hand, he spins you around, dipping you in his arms. Pulling you back up, he guides you across the street, finding a melody in the darkness of the night. The sound of your giggles and your shared footsteps is all he could hear. Nothing else in the entire world mattered to him.

“Y/n. You know…” He trailed off, his footsteps coming to a stop. His hands are still intertwined with yours, yet his heart is racing at a million miles per hour. You tilt your head towards him, whispering, “What is it, love?” Seunghan’s voice shakes slightly as he takes a deep breath. Your brows crease with instant worry, eyes searching for a hint of what’s going on.

A single tear falls from his face as he whispers softly, “I’m in love with you. And I think…” He pauses before continuing, “I want to be in your life forever and I know you love me since we’re already together. I’ve fallen for you all over again tonight. I love you, Y/n.”

The words echoed through your mind as the world seemed to slow down as if all the stars were patiently waiting for your response to your lover. You stare at him, eyes misty, a quiet confirmation of your enduring love. You smile, whispering, "I'd stay with you forever, and in every life too. I love you, Seunghan."

His emotions overtake him, gently letting go of your hand to cup your face. Grazing his thumb over the tears that escaped your eyes, he leaned down, centimeters between the two of you. You let out a soft breath, lightly closing your eyes, anticipating what was to come. Closing the gap between you two, he captured your lips in a soft kiss. It wasn't anything like your previous kisses, though. This one was...different. He held your face and kissed you as though if he were to let you go, you'd walk away. But, you both knew that your love was destined to last forever. After all, the stars were smiling down on the two of you, wishing everlasting love for you.

i’m weak

(art by momoya348)

💚satisfied.

I have this idea that after George loses his ear, he becomes super protective over his s/o. so much so that he writes to her parents, who weren’t even aware there was a war going on in the wizarding world. he urges them to leave England and take his partner with them. he knows this will severely damage all trust in their relationship, but they need to be safe.

so they get on the train to head home, leaving hogwarts, only for death eaters to attack the train, knowing muggle born students would be using it to flee. luckily his partner and some of the older students flee into the wood with the younger students. but nobody hears anything about them.

George is beside himself with grief because he sent them away and they are probably dead now. all because he thought he knew better. gods, then he has to deal with the letters their parents send after hearing the train never made it. apologizing profusely for being harm to their child.

literally nobody knows where they are, until the fight at hogwarts. George notices muggle born students he had heard had been on the train running through the halls and he gets a glimmer of hope, but there’s no time to stop and ask if anyone has seen his partner. he runs to the hall and finds Percy and them tending to Fred’s wounds, trying their best to keep him alive. his legs carry him towards them before his brain even processes his surrounding. He’s a mess, mumbling out apologies and trying to ask what happened, but they just tell him to be quiet and apply pressure.

It isn’t until a few days later, once the battle has ended and the dust starts to settle, that George gets to finally talk to them again. he apologizes, cries, pleads with them that he thought he was doing what was best, but he knows he broke their trust. barely even gets through it before they run forward and hold him close.