tori 𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋

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⋆˚꩜｡ tori . ‘09 . istj . keonho biased . she/her

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bio . . . ꉂ(˵˃ ᗜ ˂˵)

— I accept requests and am willing to write anything EXCEPT smut as I don’t feel comfortable sexualising the CORTIS members.

— I’ve been writing fics for years now and have a wattpad & ao3 account that i post on.

— I try to post and write a lot because I tend to lose interest easily in my works.

— I interact freely, though I have some dni.

DNI

: anti-shifters

: pro israel, trump, emirates, dubai, russia, taliban

: shipping members

: racists

: homophobes

— all comments, reblogs are highly appreciated !!

— NEVER MENTION ABU DHABI 2021

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𑣲⋆ In which you find out your talking stage is an LH44 fan, unfortunately for you… you’re a diehard MV1 fan.

𑣲⋆ Including smau . LH44 fan Keonho. oneshot . MV1 fan y/n . cortis . based on the last f1 race of the 2021 season.

𑣲⋆ About nonidol!keonho x y/n

ss count : 22

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.✦ ݁˖ Zhao Yufan

; oblivious … drabble + smau

.✦ ݁˖ Martin Edwards Park

.✦ ݁˖ Kim Juhoon

.✦ ݁˖ Eom Seonghyeon

.✦ ݁˖ Ahn Keonho

— OBLIVIOUS

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𑣲⋆ in which y/n can’t help but be oblivious to the fact that James might want her more than just a friend should.

𑣲⋆ including fluff . smau . written parts . painfully obvious reader . happy ending . oneshot . lowercase intended .

𑣲⋆ about idol!james x fem!reader

Made this for my lovely best friend (the best James lover)

❤︎ ❤︎ ❤︎

: it wasn’t the countless times he’d cancelled his own plans just to see her that made her realise this was more than just a friendship to james.

: she could text him at any time of the day, whether it was right after she’d woken up and the sun had just risen, during the busy daylight, or when it was time to settle down for bed—he’d always respond with “yes”. he didn’t have the heart to say no to his friend… especially to a friend he liked more than he would admit.

: it wasn’t the fact that he openly posted her on his twitter account like it was simply her fan page.

: it was a dedication to her. each time they hung out he snapped a picture when she wasn’t looking (at least he tried to take pictures, when she wasn’t looking. it was hard to do, when all y/n did was stare into his eyes with the soft look in hers that made james weak), so he’d be able to post it on his twitter where it’d get lost in the sea of her other pictures.

: it definitely wasn’t that one time he invited her over on his one day off, just because he knew she missed him… of course, he missed her even more than she could imagine.

: the boys had been working hard nonstop for over a year now, going back and forth between korea and la. it was finally time for their well deserved rest even if it was just a day off.

: the others went back to their parents for the 24 hours, but james couldn’t do that so… he invited the person who practically is his walking, talking home—y/n.

: they’d spent the whole day inside the dorm, lazing around in his room. laughing and smiling at one another as they shared the bed. “i’m so glad you’re my best friend,” said y/n, completely oblivious to what that title did to james. best friend. sure, he also saw her as his best friend, but it wasn’t so platonic on his end. “i love you too, pretty,” he responded, voice calm and steady.

: it wasn’t the pet names he used.

- pretty

- beautiful

- gorgeous

- sometimes even baby slipped out.

: it wasn’t their “almost” kiss. they were just fooling around, y/n’s laugh filled the room as james tickled her sides. “james!” she let out between her laughs, eyes closed but a wide smile lay on her lips. he gently straddled her, careful not to actually put his full weight on her. “say you’re sorry,” james jokingly threatened after she’d said the dance he’d come up with looked silly. it didn’t, he knew it didn’t and y/n was simply trying to get a reaction out of him, thus the tickling. “fine!” she exclaimed, opening her eyes to meet james’. “i’m sorry,” she choked out between her laughs which made james finally stop. “you happy now?” she asked with a bratty tone, but he didn’t respond. james kept staring at her, eyes darting across her face—from her eyes down to her lips then back to her eyes. just as y/n thought she saw him leaning in, something almost happening, james got off of her “very happy.”

: it wasn’t until he finally spoke those words out loud. “i like you.” she finally got it.

❤︎ ❤︎ ❤︎