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hi guys, I think I'm gonna close this account for a while. Unfortunately, I haven't had the time or motive to write imagines recently and cannot see there being any in the near future.

thank you for following me and for liking my posts! I've enjoyed getting to know you all and being able to share what goes on in my brain ~

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ā”€ ą©ˆą¼Š [šŸšŸ:šŸšŸ‘]

"Yunho, you used too many," you giggle as the flower crown of freshly picked dandelions Yunho just made slides down your forehead, covering your eyes. The afternoon sunshine dances slowly through the leaves of the trees. The cool breeze makes your eyelashes flutter slightly, and there doesn't seem to be a cloud in the sky.

You raise your hands to your head, lifting the flower crown from your eyes and place it in a better position so that it slouched more towards your neck. The petals are fragrant, tickling the top of your forehead, and are a beautiful sunshine yellow. Yunho smiles softly, his eyes creasing slightly and lifts his hands to your face. His thumbs rub circles on your cheeks, and he looks towards the floor with a flicker of embarrassment.

"How is it that I get to be with someone as beautiful as you? ____, you make my heart beat that little bit faster with every breath you take,"

And you place your hand to mirror his, creating circles of your own on his face. Then you lean closer towards him and place a kiss upon his nose. "Just lucky, I guess," you whisper before falling back to lay on the ground, pointing at clouds shaped like flowers as though nothing had happened.

hi šŸ‘€ it's me, I'm trying to get back into posting imagines, please bear with me ~

hi, I know I haven't been doing too much recently, but this is because I have important exams and projects to complete for college. This means that I currently don't have time to post.

Because of this, I'm going to go on another hiatus (I know I've only just come off of one) so that I can focus more on my work and getting into university. In the meantime, please feel free to send in anything from asks to requests and I'll look in to them when I come back.

thank you, bada šŸŒŠ

ā”€ ą©ˆą¼Š [šŸšŸ‘:šŸšŸ]

Mingi rests his head on your shoulder, his eyes fluttering sleepily as you turn the page of the book you're reading. His arms wrap around your own and a tired smile tugs at his lips as he turns his gaze towards your face; you had a look of concentration in your eyes and your nose scrunched every now and then in an attempt to stiffle a yawn.

"you're cute when you're half asleep" Mingi would mutter just before yawning quietly, turning his head away from you slightly as he did so. You'd mumble something about the compliment to yourself, your ears turning a deepening shade of pink. Your right hand fumbles with the top corner of the page you're on while you raise your left hand to your eyes, rubbing away the feeling of sleep.

Noticing this, Mingi sits up from his slump against your side, positioning himself differently and taking the book from your hand gestures for you to lean closer to him. After a second yawn, he reads the final page of the book, smoothing out the crease in the corner you had just created, his voice seeming to lull you gently into sleep.

"and how she would gather about her other little children, and make their eyes bright and eager with many a strange tale, perhaps even with the dream of Wonderland of long ago; and how she would feel with all their simple sorrows, and find a pleasure in all their simple joys, remembering her own child-life, and the happy summer days..."

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making myself an ateez shrine in an IKEA 4-cube shelf using albums, photocards and a mirror i got one time šŸ˜ŒšŸ‘ŒšŸ»

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an update on the ateez shrine in an IKEA 4-cube shelf using albums, photocards and a mirror i got one time šŸ˜ŒšŸ‘ŒšŸ» featuring the box to my exo lightstick in the back there...

of the treasure epilogue albums i'm missing zero to one (the red one there is an illusion, its just action to answer red ver) and all to action - i bought most of them second hand so there isn't any photocards to show you BUT i do have zero to one seonghwa and action to answer jongho Ɨ2!

i'll figure out the fever epilogues some other time lol - so far I've got fever part 1 and the epilogue in versions a + z

and there's my little pocket mirror, i got it with zero to one! i posted it on here last year i think (???) i'll find it > i found it, here

so yeah šŸ˜Ž

These products are bada approved ~

ā”€ ą©ˆą¼Š [šŸšŸ‘:šŸšŸ“]

San looks over at your sleeping figure as the two of you lay under an apple tree in a park not far from the dorms. The sun had provided a rather warm afternoon, the tree casting the perfect shadow to sit under to avoid it, and a picnic was placed between the two of you.

You hadn't been there long; an hour maybe? but you'd already proven to be exhausted. San thought leaving you to sleep would be for the best, besides, it was kinda cute.

He laughed to himself about how one random clump of hair repeatedly fell over your eyes no matter how much you moved it in your sleep, he smiled at how your nose seemed to scrunch as the slightest breeze came and went, and he giggled at the odd snore you'd give off every few minutes.

San himself probably would've liked to join you, but thought it best rather to look over you instead. Maybe another time though, but right now, this setting seemed perfect to him.

ā”€ ą©ˆą¼Š [šŸŽšŸ:šŸŽšŸ‘]

Seonghwa quietly walks into the Ateez dorms, taking his shoes off at the door and placing them into the shoe rack. All the lights had been turned off, and the only noise heard was that of the television, as the Steven Universe theme tune played quietly from the living room.

Upon peering into the living room, Seonghwa could see that on the sofas and armchair, curled up fast asleep, were a few of the other members, accompanied by you. A bowl of popcorn had been placed on the coffee table, which had been surrounded by blankets and pillows.Ā 

He could see San and Yunho cuddled together, Hongjoong sitting up in the armchair, Wooyoung sleeping upside down as he dangled off of the couch, and Mingi resting his head on the back of the sofa with your head resting on his lap.Ā 

Seonghwa almost silently takes the remote from beside Yunho, and turns off the tv. He takes some blankets from the middle of the living room and carefully places them over each member, placing Wooyoung upright so he wouldn't complain to him in the morning about neck pains.

Soon enough, the popcorn was cleared away, the heating turned down lower, and Seonghwa had changed into his pyjamas. With everything (more or less) the way he left it this morning, he went off to bed, knowing he'd probably wake up to some crazy confusion the next day.Ā 

making myself an ateez shrine in an IKEA 4-cube shelf using albums, photocards and a mirror i got one time šŸ˜ŒšŸ‘ŒšŸ»

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ā”€ ą©ˆą¼ŠĖ³ [šŸšŸ‘:šŸ’šŸ”]

Yunho pulls the duvet over you as he gets home from work. In his place in the bed lays the giant teddy bear he'd given you a while back. A smile would pull at the corners of his lips as he shook his head lightly.

"___, please don't change"

ā”€ ą©ˆą¼Š [šŸšŸ’:šŸšŸ”]

Yeosang kisses your forehead as you sleep cosily on the sofa; the blanket covering you practically on the floor and a mug of what was once warm tea sitting on the coffee table.

The television had been turned off, and the balcony doors had been left open, leaving the cool afternoon breeze open access to the room.

He'd smile and would perhaps snap a picture (just to make fun of you later) before picking up the blanket, setting it gently over your shoulders, walking out to sit on the balcony so as not to disturb you.

ā”€ ą©ˆą¼Š [šŸŽšŸ–:šŸ’šŸ—]

"hey, are you alright?" The door opens with a slight creak as Jongho steps into the room; his voice is soft and rather hushed "you have work in like ten minutes, I was getting worried,"

You'd tiredly level yourself against the headboard of your bed, a sullen look on your face as you look at Jongho as he stands in the doorway "I don't feel too well," you'd whisper.

A softened frown would appear over his face now as he walked towards your bed, perching himself beside you, "I think I might have a fever"

Jonhgo nods in understanding, brushing a stray hair from your cheek, "do you mind if I check?" he says in almost a mumble. Shrugging an 'okay', Jongho leans towards you, planting a gentle kiss on your forehead. Leaning away, he folds his arms and raises his right hand towards his chin.

"yep, you're burning up" he begins "I'll get you some Tylenol"

He stands up carefully, smiling at you warmly before making his exit, closing the door with a slight creak as Jongho steps out of the room.

Rainday Antiques | Kim Hongjoong

Synopsis: Ah, Rainday Antiques. Why not pop in to shelter from the rain? Cozy up with a book or a magazine from the reading corner, maybe start up a conversation with the owner, Kim Hongjoong. Relax and take a moment to breathe, we've got you.

Word count: 2.6k

Disclaimer: this story is heavily based on the headspace sleepcast story 'Rainday Antiques' and follows a similar storytelling theme. I apologise if this causes any inconveniences for anyone.

If you've ever spent a rainy evening travelling down a quiet street looking for shelter, you'll understand what a blessing it is to come across a location like Rainday Antiques. It comes into view halfway between two houses. the lovely store with two large windows on either side of the entryway. The place has a dreamlike feel since the windows are divided into square panes and the glass in between the metal bars is just a little bit wavy.

If you can believe it, this charming small shop is open every single day of the year. Serving both random onlookers and potential late-arriving foreign antique connoisseurs. Which of these categories best describes you? I'll leave it up to you. On a night like tonight, when the street lights are fuzzy halos and the rain starts coming down harder so that your footsteps make little slaps and squelches on the sidewalk, nothing is more inviting than the hazy orange light filtering through the antique shop's steam-covered windows and the weathered old sign over the doorway that reads, "Come on in, we're open!" The sign is now creaking a little in the damp breeze.

The inside of Rainday Antiques is cosy as can be. You'll be enveloped in thick crimson velvet drapes when you push open the door, providing further shelter from the weather. The drape rings glide across the rail and make a gentle click as you exit through them into the store.

Itā€™s quite a place.

As it rains, you notice a skylight dome above you. It glances up into the night as it satisfyingly patters against the glass. There is plenty of room to move about, but every surface is covered in trinkets, decorations, and artwork. A brass umbrella stand and some coat hooks are located to the left of the door. Please, feel free to remove any damp layers from your body and take advantage of the opportunity to unwind fully.

A charmingly friendly man by the name of Hongjoong is the proprietor of this wonderful store. A smart young gentleman reading a book quietly in a corner of his realm. The most generous person you could ever expect to meet in fact. Heā€™s a true listener, and there are very few people you can say that about.

He'd listen intently to the end if you ever made the decision to seek him out. He would then make a very straightforward yet intelligent statement, something that would reassure you that everything will be alright. He nods politely at you as you enter, indicating that you are welcome to browse quietly for as long as you like. However, he is nearby if you need him. You proceed to the back of the store and a bookcase. There are boxes full of old, leather-bound volumes with the words "assorted books" written on the side in black marker pen.

ā”€ ą©ˆą¼Š [šŸšŸ‘:šŸŽšŸ—]

Wooyoung gasps as you hit him in the face with a pillow. You'd been having a sleepover while your friends were out of town and much to your delight, everything seemed to be going well.

"___! one scratch on my face and I can sue!!"

He hits you with his own pillow, an uproar of giggles and uncontrollable laughing echoes around the room, feathers fluttering down from the ceiling as yet another pillow bursts open; a small price to pay for the hours of laughter the two of you shared.

ā”€ ą©ˆą¼Š songs that remind me of ateez š˜±š˜¢š˜³š˜µ 3

ā†³ š’”š’†š’š’š’ˆš’‰š’˜š’‚ ā€” northern light by joohyo: 'northern light is shining as the demons are fleeing to hell, when fahrenheit is cruel enough we don't want to go outside, you made it, you found me imade it, i found you northern light is shining northern light is shining on you'

ā†³ š’‰š’š’š’ˆš’‹š’š’š’š’ˆ ā€” goodnight by jeong sewoon: 'we went through so much we fought so much we made up so many times now we donā€™t have to stay up at night worrying anymore now have a peaceful, good night'

ā†³ š’šš’–š’š’‰š’ ā€” kind by shinee: 'the time when I was you, the time when you were me. when the seasons were shaking you were next to me, youā€™re kind. i may lose my way and wander but in the end, i found you. i think i know everything now. the blank spot that was always left unfilled, itā€™s now the time to write the answer'

ā†³ š’šš’†š’š’”š’‚š’š’ˆ ā€” be your enemy by taemin: 'close your eyes if you're tired, lean on me for a second. the tiredness talking to yourself in your head even if there is no sound, it reaches my heart'

ā†³ š’”š’‚š’ ā€” like a star by doyoung: 'like a star please always be by my side like the stars that light up the dark night always shine brightly by my side like a star please smile brightly when you look at me you are so precious to me always stay by my side'

ā†³ š’Žš’Šš’š’ˆš’Š ā€” starlight by herd: 'if you take me faraway iā€²ll stay by your side when was the sunset of last summer shall we come closer if you take me faraway i'll stay by your side look at the stars look at the stars'

ā†³ š’˜š’š’š’šš’š’–š’š’ˆ ā€” take by jus2: 'nothing, no one can replace you istill need you take my heart that i saved for you take away the time that hurt you donā€™t be afraid iwant you hold my hand'

ā†³ š’‹š’š’š’ˆš’‰š’ ā€” comfort by jung in: 'the world has never listened to me before italk and talk but it only comes back as a soft echo when you knocked ionly remember trembling alone behind closed doors but my eyes opened at your warmth when you came and held me'

hi there! here are a few songs that make me think of ateez every now and then; please feel free to comment the songs that make you think of ateez when you listen to them ~

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