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receiving flowers
꒰◞ ◟𐙚 ꒱ ・ 엔하이픈 + femreader ? fluff established relationship warning not-proofread & 500 — bookshelf
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heeseung would definitely be the type that always wished someone would send him flowers— not just two or three flowers in tangled in paper; in his most beautiful wish, it's a big bouquet with a lot of flowers and color sent with a carrd and loving words. therefore, he'd be on cloud nine when he'd receive flowers and the fact that it's given by a goddess among men, would make him even happier. in a way that cannot be described.
jongseong would find it extremely cute, he'd love this kind of sweet attention— to be frank, he is the one to most likely to do that sort of things, he'd to that more often because that is just the way he shows love. he'd be taken aback at first, but his heart would melt soon after and he'd turn into a sort of competition between the two of you; he'd send you flowers the next week and you'd the same, over and over, it'd eventually become a habit.
jaeyun wouldn't keep his excitement for himself, although he never thought of getting flowers from any girls ever but, when you'd do it he'd be beyond happy. he'd have to contain himself from jumping up and down with flow of exhilaration flooding his entire body. knowing him, he'd blabber about it for hours to the members; “look at what she got me guys” “i looked it up and tulips mean..”
sunghoon would call you almost immediately, “babe i think someone send me flowers and—” “sunghoon, who do you think they are from, really?” “oh” he'd be baffled to the maximum, never in his life he ever thought of getting flowers from anybody, ever, even less from his own girlfriend. whiplashed by the revelation and realization, he'd start smiling— fangs out and all, for the whole day. it'd come to a level where his cheeks hurt.
seonwoo would feel his heart throb in pure joy, he loves, adores even, getting gift and little attentions like that, especially when it comes from you— and, i think, he loves to give gifts to you a lot too, so it makes him even more happy because that means he'd have an excuse give one to you. he'd keep the flowers in beautiful vase that he'd have bought especially for that.
jungwon would squeal with delight, a big smile that reveals his dimples perfectly drawing on his cute eyes, going along with the pure adoration in his eyes, oh so well. ‘she must really, really love me..’ he'd tell to himself— which is true. he'd call you almost instinctively, “are you flirting with me?” he'd ask you immediately after hearing your breath. you'd play along, of course, “me? always..”
riki would, for sure, be the happiest man on the planet and wouldn't be afraid to show it. honesty, you sent them to him because he'd always, jokingly, complain to you because you never sent him flowers ever— “i am not romantic? says the one who never sent me flowers..” he'd have said during one of your unserious arguments. knowing him, he'd never let go of this, going on and on about how much you love him..
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I'm still the same guy who came all the way from Australia. There's so many doors to be unlocked.
Nico: Why is Percy crying?
Annabeth: He took one of those “Which greek God’s child am I” quizzes.
Nico: And?
Annabeth: He got Zeus.
synopsis — headcanons on how the boys of whc2 would kiss you ^^
pairing/s — sieun x reader, suho x reader, baku x reader, gotak x reader, juntae x reader, baekjin x reader, seongje x reader
a/n — no hyoman despite the photo used, obviously not writing for a sexual harraser on here. love the actor tho!
sieun’s kisses are quiet, like everything he does—calculated, meticulous, but the impact lingers. he pauses first, eyes searching yours for confirmation, always making sure. “just for a second,” he murmurs, brushing his thumb beneath your jaw. si-eun’s not the type to make a big deal out of it, but when he leans in, it’s with the kind of care that makes your heart ache. his fingers brush your jaw, tentative, like he’s scared he’ll break something if he moves too fast. “stay still,” he murmurs, voice low, like he’s focusing too hard. and when your lips meet, it’s feather-light but grounding, like he’s anchoring himself in the feeling of you. and for just a second, you feel like you’re the only thing in his world.
suho kisses you like it’s the most natural thing in the world. like breathing, like blinking. he grins as he leans down, arms loose around your waist, and you feel the warmth radiating off him even before his lips touch yours. “you’re staring,” he teases, his voice barely above a whisper. “you gonna kiss me or just keep looking?” and when you do, he laughs into the kiss, light and carefree, his hand slipping up the back of your neck, pulling you just a little closer. “there,” he says, smug. “much better.”
baku’s grinning before he even kisses you. leans in like he’s about to tell you a secret, lips brushing yours once, twice, then pulling back with a little laugh when you chase him. “missed me?” he teases, but when he’s kissing you for real—it’s slower, deeper, more serious than you expect. his hand’s at your hip, fingers curling through your belt loop like he doesn’t want you going anywhere. “you’re mine now, you know that?” he murmurs, still smiling, but it’s softer now. the kind that makes your stomach flip in the best way.
gotak’s kiss is slow and reassuring, the kind of kiss that makes you feel like everything is going to be okay. he’s calm and deliberate, pulling you closer with a gentleness that contrasts with his usual boyish disposition. his lips move against yours with a soft rhythm, and his hand rests on the back of your head, pressing you in just a little closer.
“you’re safe with me,” he murmurs, his thumb brushing over your cheek, and you can feel the sincerity in his words, as though he’s silently promising to protect you.
juntae’s so nervous you can practically feel it in the way his fingers twitch near yours. “can i—uh, is it okay if i…?” he trails off, face already red, and you have to smile because he’s so damn sweet. when he finally kisses you, it’s hesitant, a soft press of lips like he’s afraid you’ll disappear. but the second time, when you kiss him back, he relaxes. his hand comes up to cup your cheek, and it’s deeper, more sure. “that wasn’t… too weird, right?” he asks, voice sheepish. you shake your head and laugh. he kisses you again, smiling this time.
baekjin’s kiss is unexpected, full of intensity and passion. he doesn’t waste time with hesitation—his lips crash into yours with a fervor that surprises you, as though he’s been holding back for too long. his hands grip your waist, pulling you in as if he doesn’t want to let go. there’s something urgent, something desperate in the way he kisses you, but it softens as you respond, and for once, he allows himself to give in to the moment.
“don’t pull away,” he murmurs softly against your lips, his breath shaky, and as his thumb gently brushes your cheek, you can feel the blood rushing through his veins, telling you everything he’s too afraid to say.
seongje is impulsive, and his kiss is no different. he doesn’t ask for permission, he just goes for it, his hand slips around your wrist, pulling you in close, and he doesn’t hesitate—his lips crash into yours with a reckless kind of intensity that leaves you breathless. it’s wild and spontaneous, the kind of kiss that catches you off guard, but you can feel the deep emotion behind it, the rawness in the way he holds you. he pulls away with a smirk, looking at you like he’s just gotten away with something.
“you didn’t see that coming, did you?” his grin is a mix of mischief and a crazy, magnetic attraction to you.
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tw: mentions of mental health, death and grief, exploitation, body images, appearance issues, bullying.
It's a funny title, but it's the most proper (for me) to speak about what's surrounding HYBE (also, I'm only speaking from the groups I stan, ENHYPEN, BTS, and Tomorrow By Together, but this goes for all the artists of this company from the 3rd generation to the 5th generation).
As a BTS fan since 2015, when it was just BigHit Entertainment, I was genuinely proud of how the company rose from a small label to a powerhouse, all thanks to BTS and their journey. And let me tell you—it was wild! But over time, my pride turned into disappointment, and I stopped supporting HYBE altogether (only the groups). This latest controversy confirms the doubts I’ve had for years.
HYBE’s recent actions feel like a slap in the face to all of us who supported them. The leaked internal documents, part of their so-called “Weekly Music Industry Report,” didn’t just show competitive market insights—they were filled with disrespectful comments toward young idols across the industry, even toward their own groups like ENHYPEN and others under Belift Lab and HYBE's umbrella.
Speaking of Belift, we just don't like that company AT ALL, and I just want to list a few things that I remember they've done as an Eggie:
Overworking and Health Concerns: Sunghoon fainting at the JFK airport, Heeseung tiredness at the concert where he was criticized for "not giving his 100% and him apologizing when he came back to SK, Jay's knee issues that they hide for months, Jake's grandma sadly passing away and having him working on fan meetings, lives, and more, not letting him go to Australia for a while or grieve
Lack of Promotion and Publicity Missteps: We know this; no need to explain.
Plagiarism Controversy and Image Management: Belift Lab dragged ENHYPEN into the narrative when it occurred ILLIT and NewJeans, suggesting that another group was copying ENHYPEN’s uniform concept (this is actually too stupid).
Fan Engagement and Communication: Inconsistent updates and a perceived lack of appreciation for the fan base
Member-Specific Issues: Jay being Belift punching bag, Sunoo not having a brand deal, them not even taking action in rumors regarding the members, not caring about the d word threats the member will receive for their birthdays, and more that I truly forced myself to erase from my mind because it even hurt me.
Now, TXT, we, the fans, were voicing concerns about the group's management, promotional strategies, and overall treatment. Do we see how it's literally the same?
To see a company stoop to this level, making harsh, belittling remarks about artists’ appearances and choices (which, btw, the majority of them are fucking minors), feels wrong on every level. I mean, what happened to the values HYBE once claimed to hold? This is beyond disappointing—it’s a betrayal to the fans, the artists, and everything they were supposed to stand for.
HYBE’s first response? Trying to brush it off as a “compilation of public opinions,” as if that somehow made it okay, like, Bitch, we know you're money hungry; don't care about the idols that are literally your main source of income. Please give it a rest.
It felt like they weren’t even acknowledging the impact these words would have. They finally apologized, but it’s too little, too late—WAY TOO LATE. The damage is done, and no PR statement can make up for the harm caused to young artists who pour their hearts into their work. This whole situation has hit a nerve for so many of us who once stood by this company. It’s disheartening and, frankly, infuriating to see how far they’ve fallen.
For now, I’m speaking up because this isn’t the company I once admired, and I'm getting so concerned for the new groups that we know. HYBE needs to reflect deeply on what they truly stand for, and as fans, we need to hold them accountable. They owe it to the artists, and they owe it to us. PLEDIS, BELIFT, SOURCE MUSIC, ADOR and BIGHIT
If you let me, I'm going to be poetic with this last message:
To: BTS, ENHYPEN, TOMORROW X TOGETHER, LE SSERAFIM, ILLIT, FROMIS9, SEVENTEEN, BOYNEXTDOOR, TWS, and NEWJEANS
You deserve to be celebrated for who you are, not just for what you achieve.
You deserve an agency that cares, not one that leaves you alone when the world finds a way to push you down.
You deserve to have your voices heard, your talents recognized, and your mental well-being prioritized.
In a world that often measures worth in numbers and accolades, remember that your value transcends metrics.
You are artists, creators, and innovators, and your stories deserve to be told with compassion and respect.
You deserve the space to grow, to learn, and to be authentic without fear or pressure.
They are not just pretty faces that sell stadiums; they are young souls whose dreams burn brightly yet are gradually being smothered by the weight of expectations and industry pressures. Each smile hides a story of late nights, relentless practice, and the yearning to be understood beyond the glitter and glamour. Once vibrant with passion and energy, they now navigate a world that too often reduces their worth to mere marketability, risking the essence of who they are. These were once children who dared to dream, pouring their hearts into every note and every performance, yet find themselves wrestling with the reality that their passion is slowly being crushed beneath the relentless grind of fame.
They deserve to be cherished not just for their appearances but for the depth of their artistry and the richness of their humanity. They gave up a lot of things to be who they are, and that's how the agency repays them?
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it’s genuinely wild how often weak hero gets reduced to "bromance,” like the story is just about a particularly intense friendship and not something far more complicated, far more intimate. this isn't just shippers projecting. this isn't just wishful thinking. you don’t need the director and cast members repeatedly claiming that suho and sieun are each other's first love to interpret that on your own. the narrative already tells you—quietly, devastatingly, and with absolute clarity.
the queer subtext isn’t subtle. it’s not hidden in glances or throwaway lines. it’s built into the structure of their relationship, in every decision they make. suho knew beomseok had tampered with his bike. that wasn’t just bullying; it was a premeditated act of violence. he knew what kind of danger he was walking into when he went to the ring, and he went anyway. alone. outnumbered. no illusions. he knew he could die. but he went. because they hurt sieun. because sieun got hurt for him.
that’s their language. not confession, but action. not sentiment, but sacrifice. die for each other. kill for each other.
and sieun, who had always been defined by his discipline, his detachment, his spotless academic record? he lets himself spiral. he got expelled. stopped eating. stopped sleeping. stopped going to cram school. when he found out suho was in critical condition, he froze in the middle of the street and didn’t move, even with a car speeding toward him. as if life without suho wasn’t a life worth returning to.
he came back from a coma asking for suho, looking for him. suho was already in one because of him. they revolve around each other like twin stars caught in gravity’s pull—self-destructive, unstoppable, and impossibly close. love doesn’t always look like romance, but that doesn’t make it less real. or less queer.
so no, it’s not just a bromance. and if that’s all you see—if you can watch all of that and not feel the weight of what’s being said without words? then i'm sorry, but you’ve missed the entire point.
Not only did Israel kill her parents and make her an orphan, but Lolo now suffers from fractures in her skull and hand, and her suffering has increased due to her infection with hepatitis. Please, I can't bear to lose her after I lost my brother. Just imagine it is your daughter or sister. Will you ignore her suffering? Please, you are my only hope. Donate or share the link.
My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.
The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.
I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.
Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.
I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.
Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.
Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.
Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.
My friend referred to Donna as a "crispy marshmallow" during the Tabitha hug scene and really I think that's the best way to describe her
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