[9:18 Pm] You Softly Let Out A Grunt As Drunk Jisung Placed You In His Lap Just To Kiss You. His Touch

requested! it’s a bit short, but i hope you enjoy <3

jaemin sighed in bliss as the bitter taste of coffee reached his mouth. on a cold day where he was swamped with classes, an iced black coffee with an excessive amount of espresso was just what he needed. the strong and overly caffeinated drink was the only thing getting him through the long day. while he sat at a table by himself in the coffee shop, watching his fellow university students through the large windows of the café, his day had instantly gotten just a bit better. however, the sound of your voice nearly skyrocketed his mood; as it always did when you were around. 

“hey, jaem,” you softly greeted, sitting across from him at the small table. his eyes sparkled in the winter sunlight, the whiteness of the snow outside lighting up his face in an angelic way. the darkness of the coffee in his hand made him glow even more in contrast to his skin. he smiled, leaning back in his chair as he looked at you.

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You're so beautiful, and don't you know it. You make art look so plain, i hope you know how beautiful you are.

h-hendery, 私はそれについてよく考えています、そして、あなたは私と結婚したいですか？🦋

ill-fated.

word count: 4,009

genre: fluff, angst, badboy!hyuck

member(s): donghyuck, mentions of jeno, renjun, jaemin, & chenle

warning(s): none, but probably the usual bad language and typos

author’s note: i half love this but im not sure what i feel for the other half,,,, either way i hope you enjoy it

Inhaling, you closed your eyes and placed a hand to your chest, tapping your fingers gently against your body as you told yourself, “It’s alright. It’ll be fine. It will be over before you can even think about it.”

Pursing your lips and breathing out harshly, you shrugged your shoulders to release the tension in your body, reaching a hand out and wrapping your fingers around the brass knob. You could already hear the muffled voices of the others, who were expecting your arrival on the other side of the door. Mustering the courage that you very much needed, you turn the knob and push the door forward, the pungent smell of cigarette smoke and alcohol welcoming you.

“You’re here!” A semi-drunk Jeno greets. He stumbles forward, almost colliding into you. You turn your body sideways, allowing him to brush past you as he leaves the room, shouting, “Wee break!” Jaemin lazily responds with a groan, a smile plastered to his face as he stirs, readjusting his position on the couch. He spreads his arms across the backrest, throwing his head back to rest it against the wall.

Your eyes go past him, going over the endless amount of beer bottles sprawled across the table. Shot glasses were toppled over, chips were scattered across the floor, lighted cigarettes decorated the leather couch, the half-sober bunch spread across the room. Your eyes travel past Renjun’s lifeless figure, finally landing on the one person whom you dreaded to meet – Lee Donghyuck. Unlike the rest who already seemed to have lost it, Donghyuck was seated comfortably on the couch, a leg crossed over the other, a shot glass in hand. He swivels the yellow liquid, eyes dark and unfocused.

Your eyes linger on his face for a moment; purple bruises on his cheek and at the side of his lips, coupled with cuts that sat on his forehead, the bridge of his nose, and his jaw. You blinked a few times, feeling your heart swell ever so slightly at the sight. Your eyes continued to trail down his body, his hands and knees the only other areas of visible skin. He donned his favourite black leather jacket, a loose white shirt underneath, and a pair of black jeans that were ripped at the knees, a chain hung across his hip. You noticed the red, swollen cuts on his knuckles, your chest tightening further.

Thoughts begin to cloud your mind, your eyes landing on the carpeted floor. Two seconds later, your eyes snap back up to meet Donghyuck’s in reaction to his voice. “You’re here,” he says.

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dream is so soft for the children of the server and i am convinced he would do anything they asked. like literally -

ranboo: dream could i have silk touch hands so that i can pick up grass

dream: absolutely, i’m on it

tubbo: dream could i pretty please have nuclear weapons

dream: of course you can, it’s already done

technoblade and phil: dream can we use the end portal frame as a fun decor piece

dream: *spits in their direction*

this reminds me of chenle

Midnight love Masterlist

Pairings: Taeyong x reader, possible Jaehyun x reader oop

Genre:  Social media!au, angst, fluff, suggestive maybe, ex-lovers!au

Summarry: In which the world’s favorite up and coming artist, Lee Taeyong, never stopped loving his ex and wants to make things right this time.

A/N: So I’ve decided to make a masterlist for this series just so it’s easier for people to navigate it. I plan on finishing this series even if it takes me ages haha. 

Teaser-Prologue 

Profiles part 1 Profiles part 2

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Simpler Times || Na Jaemin

Genre: Fluff,1950s references, lovers!au, valentines!au, part of @kpopscape​ Love Fools Valentines Collab

Pairing: new boyfriend!jaemin x female reader

Warnings: None, just tooth rotting fluff

Word Count: 1.4k

Synopsis: You had recently gotten into a relationship with Na Jaemin, and you had barely held hands properly, let alone kissed. Maybe the grand reopening of the Drive-In Cinemas will be able to fix that

A/N: When I saw the collab call, I couldn’t help myself. I am a sucker for history and Na Jaemin, so why not combine the two! I’m not sure how I feel about this piece so I really hope that you, dear reader, enjoy it! 

You heard a car horn ring put through the entire neighbourhood, signalling that your ride and your date had arrived at your house. Applying one last stroke to your bright red lipstick, you did one final check over in your mirror, smoothing out the non existent crinkles in the skirt of your white and black polka dotted dress. Your hair fell in neat curls, reminciant of an older era. That was the point of your whole outfit. Your friend had mentioned to you that the old drive-in cinemas, that had been opened in the early 50s, had been renovated and were holding a 1950s themed night, open to everyone with one rule; you had to wear a 1950s inspired outfit. With this information in mind, you had recently gotten into a relationship with the ever-so-sweet Na Jaemin, who you had yet to go out on a date that wasn;t at the local cafe. You saw this as the perfect opportunity and asked him if he would like to go with you, to which he had said yes before he heard the end of your sentence. 

You dashed out the front door to see your boyfriend, leather jacket only allowing a glimpse of a loose white t-shirt underneath. His hair was slicked back and a toothpick rested lazily between his lips. He really took the whole dress-up just as seriously as you did.

“Hey! You look good!” You greeted him, wrapping him in a welcoming hug. He returned the hug, his bright signature smile adorning his lips. 

“Thank you. You look just as delightful.” He replied, a chuckle resonating from you at his choice of words.

“Did you look up a list of 50s lingo or something?” You laughed, as Jaemin’s face turned serious.

“How did you know? Was it that obvious?” He inquired, making you laugh more. 

“No, not at all, darling. Let’s go, shall we?” You said, patting his shoulder and walking around to the passenger seat of his car. 

“I decided to go for the greaser look. Jeno said I looked like a ‘Grease’ reject. Does it look bad?” Jaemin questioned with a pout, as he put his seatbelt on and started the car. You looked at the boy and shook your head.

“Fuck whatever Jeno says. You look amazing, Jaem.” You saw a light blush bloom on Jaemin’s cheeks, a shy smile spreading across his face. 

“Thank you, baby. The movies?”

You nodded. “The movies.”

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if we were a movie | j.jh

for @nctsworld’s first writing challenge

SYNOPSIS. For someone who was always the understudy and never the lead, scoring this role was huge for you. All you had to do was pretend to be in love with your best friend. No big deal, right? Wrong. It was the biggest deal because, for the past four years, you had been hiding your feelings for Jung Jaehyun.

If this were a movie, he would be your perfect match and the story would end happily with the credits rolling to a perfectly timed soundtrack. Too bad this wasn’t a movie— this was real life and life came with complications.

GENRE. childhood friends to lovers!au, college!au, drama school!au, slow burn, angst, humor, mutual pining, fluff (loosely based on the Filipino rom-com Must Be Love and If We Were a Movie by Hannah Montana) PAIRING. theatre major!Jaehyun x  theatre major!reader WORD COUNT. 14+ k

WARNINGS. point of view switches from first (”I”) to second (”you”); self-doubt, insecurities, mutual pining, cursing, lots of references and direct quotes from musicals such as Rodgers and Hammerstein’s Cinderella, Disney’s Newsies, Disney’s Beauty and the Beast, Shrek the Musical, and Wicked (edited but i might’ve missed some mistakes; bare with me!)

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