#winner x reader

pairing: eustace winner x gn!reader

tags: established romantic relationship, inexperienced & flustered!eustace, wholesome fluff, patient & gentle!reader

eustace has no dating experience at all! he's very inexperienced and tries to overplay that most of the time, but you can see right through him!

when you two start dating, you can sense him tense up whenever you're a bit too close to him. it's not that he doesn't like it, but you make him so nervous just with your presence

when it comes to hand holding, he never held anyone's hand before. maybe his father dragged him around by his hand before, but that's not the same

holding your hand for the first time makes eustace almost freeze in place. his eyes widen a little and he stops moving for a second

only when you gently squeeze his hand and look at him does he manage to gently squeeze your hand back, before his face slowly turns red

eustace doesn't tell you that he never did this before, but it's quite obvious to you. and when you ask him, he does open up to you, that he's never had anyone be physically affectionate with him before…

Updated: 4.29.25

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“My dear and beloved bride and future wife

I wish I could say that you met me at the happiest moment of my life and that your presence made that happiness triple, but that was not the case. You knew me at my worst, when I was sick, tired, hurt, tormented by my thoughts. You met me when nothing else made sense to me and it was your arrival that made me see that life can be good. When I saw you walk into that room, my world stopped and I felt like I should have you in my life. I fought an internal battle between asking for your number or just letting you go, thankfully my courage was bigger than my fear and pride. I thank fate for putting us together; you know it was never a coincidence that our paths crossed. It was written long before we were both born, that we would be soulmates or something similar.

I love every detail of our story. From when we met, to our first date, our first kiss, our first fight, our first night making love, our first trip... Not just the first, but the second, third, fourth and infinitely. I love it.

I love everything about you and everything that comes from you. Your beauty, your personality, your flaws, your voice, your laugh, your way of distrusting trusting, your mindset, your opinions, your patience or lack of it, your touch, the way you give me attention and understand my flaws and faults. Your eyes speak a thousand words and we can each be on the side of the room and I'll still understand you in the blink of an eye. They say no one is perfect, but you are close to perfection. And this perfection already made me doubt if I'm the right guy for you and what I should improve on. The fear of losing you or not being enough for you, corrode me and will always corrode me, until my last breath. And I still wonder what you saw in me and why you accepted me as your love, friend and partner.

I know that in this new phase that we will enter, it will demand a lot of love, patience, respect and cooperation. That we will have ups and downs, that we will laugh and cry, that we will want to kill each other or sacrifice ourselves and that we will have to give up our selfishness and pride to make it work, but it will be worth it and for you I do everything without even doubting. You just ask and I do. And I always will.

I promise I will help you. I promise I will never hurt you or make you doubt. I will never give you reasons to give up on us. I will never belittle you or think that I am more important than you. I will never put my needs above yours. I will never put you last and break your heart. And I promise I will love you forever. Those are my oaths to you.

And finally, I thank the heaven for allowing your parents to bring you into the world and you for choosing to live. I am the happiest man in the world, because you are mine and I am yours.

From your fiancé, and in a few hours, husband.

I love you so much and forever.

Pairing: Winner's Song Min Ho x reader (gender neutral)

Genre: Fluff, cringest fluff

AU!: Idol member, established relationship

Warning: mention of cardiac arrest (once), bullying (mention of word)

Rating: T

Word Count: 1.3 K

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Summary: Being in love is one feeling and your partner making you feel it day in and out is another..

Part 2

Minho just keeps surprising you.

A/N: Heyy! So this is my new series, that I’ll be updating every Thursday. All images I’ve used in this moodboard that I’ve made are just representative of the emotions, not the way the reader looks :))  Please show this lots of love!

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Word Count: 2028

Warnings: Suggestive, snarky? Mentions of cheating

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He paused and blinked a few times.

“I’m sorry, I don’t think I heard you right. What did you just say?”

You laughed.

“You heard me right. I’m attending my ex’s wedding. And he’s marrying my friend who he cheated on me with.”

He tilted his head to the side.

“I don’t understand.”

You laughed again, a little more bitterly.

“Yeah, neither do I. I’m only going because of my best friends.”

“What do you mean?”

“This is the first time in ages we’ll get to meet in person.” Your eyes softened. “And I really miss them.”

The guy had a light smile on his face.

“I get it now.”

“It’s just that… I know I will be made fun of for not having a plus one.”

You shook your head at his raised brows.

“Yeah, a lot of my old classmates can be mean.”

He inched a little closer.

“Could you tell me what happened? Only if you’re okay with it, of course.”

You shrugged.

“Yeah sure, I don’t mind talking about it.”

You took a sip of water and began.

“So, all of this happened two years ago. We had been dating for three years. And I knew that something was off. It was understandable. He was very busy with his job and I was busy with mine. We weren’t getting time to spend with each other. And every time I tried, it seemed like he would try his best to get out of it.”

You smiled sadly.

“I know. I should have seen the signs. But he was my longest relationship. And we had been friends for years before dating. I trusted him. When he told me that he’d have to spend two months abroad for work, he wasn’t lying and I didn’t doubt him. At that point, things were just really strained and he was very stressed. So, to make things a little easier for him, I introduced him to my friend who lived in the city he’d be working in.”

You paused, grip on your dress tightening slightly. You didn’t notice that he noticed.

“And from there, it’s pretty obvious what happened. Soon, he started ditching my calls saying he was busy. He just never told me he was busy with her. And then, one long weekend, when I flew over to surprise him, I found her in his bed.”

He surprised you when he reached over to hold your hand, gently rubbing his thumb across your knuckles. You stared at him for a bit, trying to gauge whether he was trying to make a move on you or whether he was just being nice. Looking at his eyes, your heart melted a little. He was definitely just being nice.

“Yeah. I really should have seen it coming. But I didn’t. I saw them together and walked straight back out and took a flight back home. I packed up all my stuff and left home for Seoul.”

“You just packed up and left?”

“Yup. Needed a change of scene. I couldn’t deal with being in that apartment anymore.”

He nodded.

“I understand.”

He didn’t really understand, because everything seemed too sudden for him, but somehow for you, who just started talking to a stranger on a plane who seemed scared, it fit. He looked down at his hand. He didn’t know what possessed him to hold your hand, but again, it just seemed right, even if it was something he had never done before. He found himself opening his mouth to ask you something.

“So, they’re getting married now?”

“Yeah. And it’s not a normal wedding. They had to make it an all-expenses paid wedding that goes on for literally three days.”

“Okay. Wow.”

“Yeah.”

And although you looked perfectly content, something told him that you were upset. Again, he didn’t know what he was doing, because he just wasn’t an impulsive or spontaneous person, but he found himself retracting his hand to shake yours. You looked up with an eyebrow raised.

“Hi. I’m Song Minho and I’d be more than happy to be your plus one for this wedding.”

You widened your eyes.

“Oh. Oh wow. Are you sure? You don’t have to if”-

He shook his head. You studied his face for a few seconds before grinning.

“Hi then Minho! I’m Y/N L/N. And I’d love to have you as my plus one.”

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“So, tell me a bit more about your ex and his fiancé. I don’t want to be clueless when I meet these … interesting people.”

You nodded and whipped out your phone, pulling up some old photos.

“Okay, so I know this is a group picture, but he’s the shirtless one in an apron and she’s the one holding a cake.”

Minho’s jaw got ever so slightly tense when he realised how alone you were in the picture. Sure, your ex’s hands may have been draped over your thighs, but you were struggling to keep a smile on your face. It was so obviously fake. And your ex was so obviously unbothered by it.

“Ah okay. What’re their names?”

“Andy and Liza.”

“Okay, tell me more. How did you meet?”

“Oh right. We were in high school together. At that point, we were just friends, but when we ended up working the same part time job in college, things started changing and one day, after months of flirting, he made me a cake with the icing saying, “Will you go out with me?””

Minho forced a smile.

“Hmmm romantic.”

“It was. It really was. He wasn’t always that bad. He…just got incredibly forgetful over the years.”

Again, Minho found himself saying something he never would.

“So basically, he took you for granted?”

You paused, stunned for a moment.

“Yeah, yeah he did.”

There was a moment’s silence before you turned to him.

“Okay, so if we’re going together, we have to know basic things about each other. So… how do you feel about twenty questions?”

Minho hated twenty questions, but he nodded anyway.

---

An hour or so later, you pouted as Minho helped you with your bags.

“We weren’t done with the game though.”

He finally managed to get the last of his bags and started walking towards the exit with you.

“I know, but don’t worry. We can figure this out once we get to the hotel.”

“Thank you so much Minho. I honestly can’t explain how much it means to me, especially since you’re here on vacation.”

“No, don’t worry about it. My friend was a little busy for the next few days anyway.”

Lies. You would soon learn that whenever his left eye twitched, he was lying.

“No, but still”-

“Y/N!”

You froze. You’d recognise that voice anywhere. Before you could react, you felt Andy’s arms wrap around you as he hugged you.

“Y/N! I’m so glad you could come!

Minho stiffened when he noticed how uncomfortable you were with Andy’s overfamiliarity. Minho didn’t like him. Something about his behaviour with you was odd. Liza also hugged a visibly uncomfortable you and smiled.

“Y/N! The reason this is all happening!”

Your fake smile slipped. And that was when Minho couldn’t watch this anymore. Again, he found himself doing something he would never otherwise do. He walked forward, wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you closer.

“Hi. You must be the happy couple.”

Your tense body relaxed a little when you heard his voice and felt his arm around you, which was odd. You always took a while to warm up to strangers. Andy’s expression tensed though.

“And you are?”

Minho stuck out his hand.

“I’m her boyfriend.”

Your breath hitched for a second and a light blush spread across your cheeks. You had been planning on introducing him as a close friend. Oh well.

Andy took his hand and smiled a visibly forced smile.

“Oh, I didn’t know she was seeing someone.”

His grip on Minho’s hand tightened.

Minho’s eyebrows shot up. Oh. So, Andy was that kind of guy. The one who felt oddly possessive over his girlfriends no matter how badly he treated them. Scum.

Minho’s grip tightened even more.

“Well, I doubt you know much about her anyway.”

Your eyes shot up from your fake smile to stare at Minho in shock. You did not see snarky Minho coming.

Andy just stood there for a minute with his eyes wide. He couldn’t believe what he heard. When he finally got around to reacting, Minho had already moved on to shaking Liza’s hand and offering her a smile. It was fake, and you knew this because every time he had smiled at you, with that ridiculously adorable smile that just lit up his whole face, you found yourself melting. Andy, however, interrupted your thoughts. In a mocking tone, he asked,

“I’ve known Y/N for 8 years. How long have you known her for?”

You glared at Andy, and wrapped your hand in Minho’s, prepared to leave and apologise to Minho about Andy’s behaviour later, when Minho replied in a tone of pure ice.

“Long enough to know her worth.”

Your jaw dropped. Liza’s smile was long gone and Andy was practically red with anger. So was Minho. On the outside, he seemed calm, cool and collected, but he hated the way Andy treated you and felt so entitled to your kindness. The way he treated you when you were so clearly uncomfortable was just the tipping point. A smile tugged at your lips, even though you made a half-hearted attempt to glare at Minho. He pulled you a little closer, shooting you the smile that made you lose track of thought.

Andy was furious and it was clear Minho wasn’t going to back down. It was also clear that you weren’t going to do anything to stop Minho. It wasn’t like Minho was lying about something. You were at an impasse. So, when Liza awkwardly suggested they show you guys to your room in the hotel, everyone jumped at that chance.

Half an hour later, the four of you walked in awkward silence as Liza led you to your room. She offered you a genuine smile.

“Here you go Y/N. We picked one of the pool facing rooms because you like those.”

You struggled, but smiled back at her. It was their wedding. You were not going to be unnecessarily mean.

You and Minho walked in and when you saw the large bed in the middle of the room, your eyebrows shot up. Natasha, one of the two friends you had really missed, told you that all the rooms had two beds. 

“Why is there only one damn bed here?”

Minho blushed and looked away, but you jumped when you heard Andy.

“Why? Is sharing a bed a problem?”

You turned around to find Andy right behind you, about to lean on your shoulder. Before you could even react though, Minho stepped in between.

“No, absolutely not a problem.”

“Oh yeah? Then why did she sound so annoyed?”

Both you and Liza were glaring at Andy, though for very different reasons.

Minho closed his eyes for a second and decided to just go for it. No matter what happened, he would not let Andy bother you any more than he already had. He wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you close.

“We had a bit of an argument before getting here. But we’ll be fine, right babe?”

If you thought your heart was beating fast because he called you ‘babe’, when you looked up at him and he placed a soft kiss on your forehead, you thought it would burst out of your chest.

His hand slipped a little lower, from your waist to your hips and played with the knot holding your dress up. He had the most wicked smirk on his face when he mumbled,

“Besides, these things have a way of working themselves out, right princess?”

Andy let out disgusted snort, grabbed Liza’s hand and stomped off, but you didn’t register any of that. You could only register the look in Minho’s eyes and the way your knees were weakening. Did…did you like him?

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Part 1 // Part 2

Length: 0.8k

Rating: [M]

Pairing: reader x monsta x wonho x winner mino

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Keeping up with the two guys had never been easy for you, since those six feet tall hunks had longer legs than your five feet self. Calling out to them to slow down, you merely got a reaction as they continued swaggering their way towards the house.

Cursing the taxi driver for dropping you all a block away from home, you try to run after them while staggering in your heels.

I'm never wearing heels again! You curse in your head and almost ram into Mino's back, who was waiting for Wonho to unlock the door. You stumble back and feel slightly dizzy due to your alcohol intake at the party, and almost don't notice Mino turn around to grab you by your waist.

"You okay?" He asks in his husky voice, looking straight in your eyes.

You blink several times and your vision stops swimming as you focus onto Mino's face. You smile, "Yeah."

Mino returns your smile. "Cool."

"You guys gonna stop flirting and get in or what?" Wonho yells from the doorstep, clearly irritated.

Mino laughs and let's you go, while you feel your neck heating up due to embarrassment.

"We're not flirting! Gosh Wonho..." You put on a front while rushing inside, with Wonho and Mino following you. Coming to a halt at the foot of the staircase, you announce, "I'm going to take a shower."

Neither of them seems to care as they plop down on the couch and each pick up a game console. You sigh and head upstairs. Entering your room, you close the door and head for the en-suite. You turn on the shower from a safe distance and fix it to a moderately warm temperature. While waiting for the water to get warmer, you stare into the distance thinking about your life which you often did whenever you stepped inside the shower.

You used to be closer with Wonho and Mino -you all have been best friends since kindergarten- something just shifted between you three around adolescence. The boys seemed to get closer while you seemed to drift apart from the duo, mingling more with the girls and they with the boys. Even now that you three live in the same house and go to the same university, your friendship could be mended into the same sort that it had been before. Now, there is this queer feeling between you and the guys that you can't quite figure out.

Absentmindedly, you reach out to touch the water when a pair of arms enclose around your waist. You stiffen and the person's arms tighten around you in the process. However, instead of a strange sensation, the back hug feels warm and familiar.

"Wonho?" You turn around to find his dark eyes scorching into your soul. You blink due to this change of behaviour and stumble away from him, while he takes a step forward. You can't look away from him, your eyes seem to be connected to his as if by a magnetic force, as he steps forward again. You take a step back and warm water hits your body, making you break out of the trance you had fallen in. You look at him in shock as he steps under the shower too all the while staring at you intensely.

"Wonho?" You whisper as he is now mere inches away from your body. He doesn't respond, instead, he steps closer until he's pressed against you and your back hits the wall. You gasp as you feel the cold tile through your soaked shirt as Wonho pins to wall you by your waist. His chest presses against yours and you shiver, both due the warmth and the tingling sensation that runs down your spine. You lick your lips, something you habitually do when you don't know what to do, and he swoops down to capture them.

Wonho kisses your upper lip, sucking on it and savouring your taste while his hands move from your waist to pin your hands above your head. He deepens the kiss, sliding his tongue inside your mouth and striking up a fiery dance with yours. You feel faint with euphoria, as lava seems to scorch through your veins and you arch your back, leaving no space between his and your bodies.

That seems to fuel his passion as he hungrily feasts on your mouth, kissing you harder and deeper with a new-born fervent urgency. Eventually, he lets go of your hands to grab your thighs and pick you up. You wrap your legs around his waist and entangle your fingers in his hair as your lips mould into his as a swift scale of intensity leaves you both wanting for more.

A sudden knock makes you hurriedly break your kiss and you look at Mino in horror as he leans on the doorway of the bathroom. Wonho opens his eyes in utter irritation and turns his head to glare at Mino who is smirking at both of you.

“Having fun without me, huh?”

…..

A/N: Hello there! Thank you for reading till the end. I hope you enjoyed it! This is my first post on tumblr so please be considerate :3 I will be back with better content, so please keep an eye out! Have a good day/night :)

A/N: the end of this is horrible, but I worked on this a few weeks ago (like two or three) and forgot about it and couldn’t think of a way to end it so it kinda ended abruptly in my opinion, but I hope you enjoy anyway!

Pairings: Song Minho x Fem! Reader

Summary: Minho and you struggle with co-parenting your three-year-old daughter.

Warnings: domestic au! + family au!, parental issues, swearing, smoking

Words: 1,537

"We've already gone over this, Minho!" Minho's ex-girlfriend couldn't help but raise her voice.

"We have," Minho admitted with a nod. "And I told you I'd tell her to stop!" He snapped just as equally loud.

"You won't! I've been telling you for weeks to tell her to stop, and she hasn't. I don't want Hyojin around that." You explained, referring to Minho's current girlfriend, Ailee, who has a habit of smoking cigarettes. You'd caught her last week when you stopped by to pick up your daughter from her father, she'd been smoking around the three-year-old. You've scolded Minho hundreds of times for his girlfriends' behavior, and he always said he'd speak to her about it. Maybe he had, you hadn't been there for it though. But if he did, Ailee was incredibly rude and didn't care.

You even politely told Ailee to quit, at least around Hyojin. It wasn’t right of you to straight up tell her to quit permanently when it wasn’t your business and when you didn’t know what she was going through, but you at least wanted her to stop around your three-year-old. You could've been a lot meaner during those times, but decided that wasn't right either, also afraid Minho would somehow blame you if she ever broke up with him. You didn't want to be blamed, not for something that didn't necessarily even involve you.

He just never listened. He never learns, and he never will. You wished that every time you came to see him, you didn't have to argue. Because at the end of the day that was the last thing you wanted to do after work, arguing over already discussed things were starting to get old. You still loved him, he was your daughters' father. You wanted to work this out, you truly, truly did. But he was making it extremely hard.

Opening your mouth, you muttered, "If you can't respect that and don't want to listen when it comes to bettering Hyojin's life, then maybe she shouldn't go with you anymore." You stated boldly from your standing position in the middle of the living room, hands at work with the laundry you were contently folding before Minho knocked on the door ten minutes ago begging if Hyojin could spend the weekend with him.

Your answer was no. It had been no ever since you caught Ailee smoking in front of Hyojin while she was playing with her toys.

"Seriously? You can't keep her away from me. She's my daughter too." He sounded incredibly childish, but honesty was behind his words. And he was right. You couldn't keep her away from him, and you didn't want to have to do that. He was her daughter, they had a special bond, it was wrong of you to do that.

"I understand that. But I don't want her around things like that— people like that!" Angrily throwing the clean clothes onto the couch you tiredly yelled, "I've told you thousands of times, and you never listen." The tall man's eyes rolled, he began pacing in front of you, hands running through the blond tips of his hair.

He was growing angry the more and more you denied him the right to allow Hyojin to go with him.

"It’s practically the same situation as a year ago with that sleaze bag!" Your eyes widened in disbelief at his raised voice.

Your voice shook and your lips quivered, "Minho—"

"I guess we're in the same situation, huh?" His words were harsh, filled with malice, not from the core of his heart though. He could never feel that way towards you ever. This was just anger, in the form of words that at the end of the day, he didn't mean.

"I never let him hit her." Your voice was a low whisper, eyes threatening to glisten with tears.

"Doesn't matter," Minho shrugged angrily. Eyes dark and angry. "She was there when he pounded your head so hard into the wall it sent you to the hospital!" The man you still continued to love was furious. ”You remember when I had to come to the hospital after you called? Hyojin was scared! She said she heard yelling in the kitchen, Y/n!”

Your face dropped, eyes gazed down, mouth dry.

By the sullen look on your face, he knew he crossed a line he shouldn't have. Bringing up someone such as your abusive ex, in that way? He never saw himself doing that. Ever. But he just had; all because he was angry.

"Y/n—"

"Hyojin is upstairs. Help her pack a bag. You can take her for the night." You walked right past him, heading towards the kitchen.

Letting out a hiss at his stupid behavior, Minho whipped around quickly on his heel and allowed his long arm to reach for you.  

"Y/n, hey—" your eyes caught his own eyes as you were forced to face him. They were tear-filled. And he felt horrible.

"I shouldn't have said that. I'm so sorry." He apologized, his thumb smoothed over the top of your hand, hoping to comfort you. Hoping you'd see he was truly sorry for saying such horrible things.

"I know. We all say stupid things right?" Gently snatching your wrist and retracting it back towards your side, you turned again and continued your trek to the kitchen.

-

"I didn't think co-parenting would be this hard, Hanni." You muttered to your cousin as you sipped on your honey tea.

"I knew it was going to be difficult," you muttered, your family member nodding in acknowledgment. "But not impossible." You sighed.

"I think what you're doing on your end is right. If he wants to act the way he is, he shouldn't be allowed to see Hyojin." Yuna, your cousin from your fathers sighed shrugged, her spoon swirling in her teacup. "It's not just him, it's her."

"Look, I don't want to be the one to ruin his relationship. And I don't want to be the reason he and Hyojin aren't close." You admitted honestly, hoping she'd at least understand a little of where you were coming from.

Your cousin said with a small grin, "You need to remove the problem.

"And the problem," She sipped on her scalding hot tea.

"Yuna—" you warned with a heavy sigh.

"The problem is what's her name," she snapped her fingers, trying to grasp a name although you knew she knew the troubled girls name.

"Ailee."

"Yeah, Ailee. Remove her from the situation." She shrugged as if it was nothing. But in reality, it was more than that. You couldn't just ‘remove her from the situation’. It wasn't that easy, and you shouldn’t have to break up a relationship; you didn't want to.It was incredibly wrong.

"I can't just remove her from the situation."

She verbalized, "She's a threat." You snorted at the older girl you called your cousin. She'd been at this ever since you and Minho decided to split, she'd always seen Ailee as a threat, someone she didn't like; hence why she said didn't even try to remember the girls' name, though you had a gut feeling she knew. "A threat to what—"

"You and Minho." She stated it as if it were the obvious, and maybe to her, it seemed like Ailee was a  threat. But she really wasn't. She was just rude and inconsiderate; not listening to your or Minho, if he had even told her about the things that worried you.

"Me and Minho aren't anything. We agreed to stay friends."

"That's the problem. You need to get him back, maybe this time you'll be better together."

"I don't know.”

"You have to admit you still love him. I mean come on, you've been together since high school."

"Maybe that's the problem. We've been together too long. We know each other's faults, habits, everything. We needed a change, friends will work out just fine."

"He's still super protective." She explained. "I know it's a touchy subject, but do you remember that time you'd just newly broken up? Maybe like five months or so. And you ended up in the hospital because of that jerk."

"He sat with you the whole time when the nurses tended to your wounds. Wouldn't let the male doctor touch you, and complained to them that they weren't doing their best to help you."

"I remember." You weakly smiled. "I had bruises everywhere. I—I told him that the doctors couldn't just make them go away and that they would fade on their own. But he was persistent and mad that they weren't helping me; although they did give me pain medicine. He kept saying, 'You're doctors. You're supposed to fix her'."

"He got a little hostile. I knew it wasn't his intention. But he was fired up. Wanted me to be better."

"He wasn't even your boyfriend at the time and he was extremely protective. He still loves you, no matter what happened or what he said."

“He wants to be there for Hyojin. I know he does. What father in their right mind wouldn't want to be with their daughter?"

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@bloodsweatandcum

@daegugodoppa

@dreamwiththeoppa

@idolized-scenarios

@innerkonics

@jerkshownu

@jimindasmolbean

@jinhwankenobi

@kboyreactions

@kcriture

@kill-the-teen-memories

@k-hiphopshit

@llynnfics

@manyjamsmuchfun

@marijina

@noona-clock

@pastalalice

@pyosunshine

@roh-tae

@winneresque

@win-bap

@write-this-way-please (only Mino) 

@ygboysygbby

@ygscenari0s

@yg-got7scenarios

@zicosxnose

@zico-mino-trash

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