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[2:38 am] love, love your stars ☆彡 ianki from the moon!
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nios-markle · 6 years ago
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chanyeol getting ready for bed 🤭
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nios-markle · 6 years ago
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nios-markle · 6 years ago
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When EXO’s tummies are full my heart is too! 🍣🍲🍺🍖🍍// EXO’s Travel the World Through a Ladder of Fortune 2 Ep.26-29
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nios-markle · 6 years ago
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Sehun for Madame Figaro China March 2019 cover issue
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nios-markle · 6 years ago
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taeyong being cuddly with jungwoo ♡ 
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nios-markle · 6 years ago
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190215 8division_journal instagram update with NCT Dream (1, 2, 3)
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nios-markle · 6 years ago
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 overdrive
preview of the series!
street racer!jeno x reader
angst, fluff (along the way), cussing
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Finishing first, several miles ahead, Jeno steps out of his motor, heavily covered in muck. The bold bright lights haze his already blurring vision. Shades of rich neon colors stain his skin as he proceeds through the roaring crowd of drunk sweaty bodies. Grabbing his 47th trophy of the season, he quickly lifts it above his head bringing about even louder hollers. As he stands tall, above the on set of the jeering mass of onlookers, he bathes himself in their praise, his fame, and the fortune of his triumph. He just loved the way they viewed him, an unbeatable beast.
He knew damn well that he was the fastest racer in the entire Seoul metropolis. The young racer wallowed in that truth. However, in his eyes, being the best was never enough. So he cut it. He hastily cut the time. His impulsive thoughts bore even more reckless action. Mercilessly abusing the accelerator, drifting dangerously on sharp curves, lodging fresh high-risk motors. All to diminish the passing milliseconds for a sure, clean-cut win. Besides the glory, he revelled in the thrill. The possibility of damage or injury never batted an eye. After all, he loved his play of life and death.
True to his persona, Jeno loved the luster, he loved the stimulating sensation of driving to the brim. However— although he’ll never admit it—, he too loved the memories that came along with it. His youth, his friends, his first race car, and most importantly, you. He catches himself recalling the weathering past, each consecutive time he comes out victorious in every heat. And although the pictures in his mind aren’t as vivid, the fervid feelings still linger in his chest. The way your calm breathe tickles his neck as you unceasingly whisper words of praise and encouragement before every race. How your arms wrap around his neck and pull him in a warm embrace from fear of the reckless game. He remembers the way your soft lips enveloped his as he tiptoed to reach your hunched figure on the bleachers overlooking the starting grounds. It was electric. The passionate kisses you unceasingly plant on his chapped lips never failed to burn a fire within him. But that was nearly 5 years ago. Memories fade away, just like the people in it. His drive was no longer your sprightly hollers and sweet pecks or his former team’s undying support. It was strictly praise, fame, glory. He firmly believes that. And yet as he continues to get whisked away by a swarm of his adoring fans and girls who want to get in his pants, his eyes are glued to a familiar warm face in the distant crowd.
“Y/N”, he whispers in absolute awe. The young racer catches a glimpse of your small genuine smile, bringing a longing sense of home and warmth. He doesn’t seem to realize but a small grin forms across his face at the sight of you. In what seemed like merely a millisecond, you were escorted out of the grounds in the arms of Jaemin, one of his previous friends. His eyes focuses at your tiny figures as you fade into view. Hollowness, glee, confusion and jealousy fill him up to the brim. But it’s 3 years too late, he tries to convince himself. Except, he knows he can’t, because it’s you. You were always special. You were different. And In his 3 years of racing without you, did it occur to him that maybe you still were the reason for his overdrive.
a/n: hello it’s ianki! this is my first ever writing so if you could pls excuse it’s mediocre level sksksks but i’m so happy as i’ve been planning this for such a long time since july 2018 bitch it’s march 2019 now lmao. but i hope you enjoy it and i’ll be updating the first one soon ??
LMAO ITS AUGUST 2019 NOW AND I CAME BACK FROM THE DEAD ??? IA AFTER 6 MONTHS DKAKSNSKS anyways, i feel quite motivated to write this but i honestly dont know if it’s good enough :(( i have so much writings in store but i need yalls help! i revised it a lil! yay!
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nios-markle · 7 years ago
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BAEKHYUN x LOCO ✧ ‘YOUNG’ Teasers #3
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nios-markle · 7 years ago
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