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celestial scenery

just lately...

since vlive, along with all its contents, is being deleted, i’m compiling an archive of all the youtube channels/alternate sources that have compiled the vlives of different groups which are NOT going to be uploaded to weverse. below is a list of groups, ordered alphabetically, and a google doc master archive that is being worked on. i’ll be updating this post as i find more sources! 

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dreams of light

pairing: mingi x f!reader

genre: fluff

contents: they are in love. that's it

word count: 208

Do you want some chapstick?

pairing: choi san x reader (genderneutral)

genre: fluff + cute

description: you ask for chapstick and san tries to give it to you by kissing you. this is loosely based on the video I saw of Yeosang asking for chapstick and Wooyoung trying to kiss him ^_^

Hanging out with your friend group meant that it was always loud with so much chaos going on. It started out as a get-together for studying but soon enough one person got distracted and now nobody is paying attention.

i sit in the sun. i drink tea. i recieve a message from my friend. i read a book. i take a walk. i fall in love with life a little bit.

─ ੈ༊ [𝟎𝟖:𝟒𝟗]

"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.

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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.

It’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. He’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.

─ ੈ♡˳ [𝟐𝟑:𝟎𝟗]

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.

i borrowed this from my other account i'm sorry 😤

𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 | 이태용

Every relationship comes with a story. This is ours.

𝐒𝟎𝟏 𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐃𝐄 𝟎𝟒 ; in which you & Taeyong tell your respective sides of your love story.

# 𝑫𝑼𝑹𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 :: ~11 minutes (2.2k words)

# 𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺 :: insecurity, infertility

『 The video opens with a shot of Y/N and Taeyong walking into the studio. The set is white, with two white chairs seated across from each other, a white table, a set of white earbuds, and a set of white noise-cancelling headphones. Y/N takes a seat in the chair to the right, while Taeyong sits in the chair across from her. 』

“Can you introduce yourselves?”

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My sweet little babe! He’s still so tiny but he’s gotten a lot bigger in the almost year I’ve had him. Toes wishes all of you a peaceful Sunday 🧘🏼‍♀️

Lookin’ around

Country House. Alexey Sukhanov 2005