#the rest of nct is irrelevant but...

[oracle-of-dream]

I LOVEEEEE your writing sm especially the riize nct and enha ones (frankly cause i only write fics of them) THE SUNGCHAN ONE I LOVEEEE it and i also love the emha series i hope it doesnt get shelved <//3 BUT ALSO SWEETNESS i hope you inspire alot of writers cause istg the riize x male reader space is SO SMALL LIKE theres probably 3 and 1 just uses the tag cause a riize member is a second lead and even the enha x male reader its suddenly all dead apparently

if you dont mind also i love the sungchan x male reader fic you did i requested it help but i cant really relate to it cause a. my fem ass cant and b. will NEVER work out fuck weights so if you can you dont have to have smut where an insecure fem gay reader thinking sungchan might not be into him cause hes either het or into masc gays so his shock when he confessed he was into him you could decide anything else thank youuuuuu

An interesting request! I don't really think about if the male POV is providing a masc or fem vibe, more that they're male. I don't really describe physical characteristics for the male POV so they're a blank slate, but I think I'll give this a shot! I may... change things a little though. As for my other work, thank you so much for liking it! I want to continue the Enha work, but I added more to my plate so I need to catch up!

Unexpected

PLEASE READ WARNINGS CLOSELY, TRIGGER WARNINGS

Summary: You've always tried to be closed off to the world around you, as hateful as it is. But one person seems to shine better than the rest, Sungchan is the only person who understands you.

Warnings: Male Reader, Attempted SA, Bullying, Homophobia, Forced undressing, Violence

Wordcount: 2.2k

Your forehead grew colder as you laid your head on the desk, looking out the window. Students laughed and talked all around you but you couldn't hear anyone. Birds in the sky, students coming to school, teachers giving lectures were all irrelevant to you when he was around... Sungchan, one of the more popular students in your class sat across the room from you. You'd known him since you were little but always kept your distance, never trying to enter his bubble.

Being openly gay put a target on your back, but you were happy not to have to hide that about yourself from anyone. The beatings were something to hide from. Most of the time you'd been picked on for being "girly", or talking funny, or some would beat you up for looking gay.

But not Sungchan. He always treated you so kindly. He'd offer his jacket, leave a snack on your desk between classes, and smile at you as you passed him in the hallway.

Your heart flew anytime you saw him. But you also knew he was just being nice. Because he's a nice person. Other than being nice, he was another straight guy who put up a front to look good in front of the girls who swooned over him. Even though you couldn't stop yourself from glancing at him, you couldn't risk your heart. You'd imagined it; asking Sungchan out and seeing the disgusted look on his face as he pushed you away, probably running off to tell everyone what you'd done.

"Y/n, you'll be partnered with Sungchan for the assignment. Now that everyone's been assigned a partner, I expect it to be done and ready to be turned in by tomorrow!" Your teacher's words snapped you out of your horrible daydream. You looked around to try and catch what you'd missed. A partner assignment, some sort of book report, and you had to be partnered with him–of all people.

You tried to pack your things quickly, maybe if you rushed out the door before he caught you–

"Y/n! We're partners!" Sungchan spoke to you cheerfully as he sat in the empty seat near you.

You lowered your head and looked at him. "Yes, seems so," You mumbled.

"We were assigned about LGBTQ rights for the book report."

You rolled your eyes. Of course, you have to report on LGBTQ rights. You sighed as you packed your things into your bag, ignoring Sungchan, and headed for the door.

He followed you closely. "So did you want to meet up somewhere? Like a cafe? Or even my place?"

Your heart skipped a beat at the thought of you, alone with Sungchan at his house. But you steeled your resolve. "You shouldn't stand so close to me, they might hate you too," You said as you walked a little faster to gain some distance.

Sungchan's long legs made it too easy to keep at your heels. "Hate me too? Someone hates you, who?"

You shrugged. "Every girl who sees me talking with you, and maybe almost every boy in the school."

"Why?"

"Don't be irritating."

"I'm not trying to be, I just want to understand!" Sungchan tried to step in front of you but you sidestepped him.

You looked over your shoulder at him. "Don't. You'll ruin things for yourself, and I'll get the worst of the hate."

Sungchan grabbed the back of your bag, pulling you to him as you tried to walk off. "At least give me your number to talk about the project. Then I'll let you go." Eyes started landing on you as Sungchan held you in place. You could hear them laughing, and teasing, and the sneers on their faces were like always. You quickly and softly told Sungchan your number, with just enough time to run before he could reply.

You ran out the school doors, around the corner, and down a few blocks. Your chest heaved to catch the air it lost, but you kept walking to put more distance between you and school. You were safer that way. Eventually, you felt calm enough to stop rushing and listened to music the rest of the way home. Music made school bearable–the whole world fell silent and moved at the pace of your songs.

Around the corner from your house, you felt a sharp tug on the back of your bag–strong enough to knock you off your feet. You hit the ground and turned to see boys from your school, they were playing basketball with Sungchan...

"Stay the hell away from Sungchan, Fag!" One shouted.

The others shouted similar comments as you tried to stay low, not looking up at them. It was better not to look at them.

You tried to crawl away but felt a sharp pain in your side as a foot collided with your side, making you crumple to the ground. The air knocked out of you as you tried not to spit up on the sidewalk.

"You think you can leave!? Gonna cry to Sungchan? Wait, what if he's turned Sungchan gay!?"

Your skin ran cold. You knew people who hated you for you, but you hated it when people hated others for who you were.

"He's not gay, he was just helping me," You groaned.

"Defending your boyfriend now? Sungchan must be gay like you–he'll even try to fuck us!" Another blow to your stomach as the boys started to crowd around you, dragging you into an alley. You were so close to home, to safety. But you could see your street getting smaller as they pulled you away, without the strength to fight back.

"W-What do we do now?" The boys chatted with each other about what to do with you now that they had you. You'd been tied up tightly with shoelaces and leaned against a wall while they huddled in a circle. "Well... We could–" The boys got quieter as they listened to the idea. Then their attention turned to you. Fear climbed up like a spider as two boys tried pulling off your pants.

"What the fuck!? Don't touch me!" You kicked at them but others joined in to restrain you.

Tears streamed down your face in fear and embarrassment as your pants were cast aside, leaving you in your underwear. The boys hesitated as they looked around, down the alley, and back at you. Your eyes were full of hate as you waited for their next move. One turned on their camera and started filming as two others slid down their pants. "Just open your mouth, gay boy. You've gone through this before, haven't you? If you want to be a girl so bad, then we'll make you one."

You squirmed and cried, your eyes closed. You were helpless as these guys were about to have their way with you, recording every second. You couldn't do anything but cry as your heart pleaded for someone. Anyone. Help!

"Hey! What the fuck are you doing to him!?"

Your eyes shot open to see Sungchan running down the alley at full speed. He jumped and kicked the closest guy, knocking him on the ground, and started punching his way to you. It wasn't long before they gave up and ran away, leaving you behind.

Sungchan chased the group a bit before turning back to you. He threw his jacket over your legs. "Are you okay? You hurt?"

You nod. "I'm fine," Your voice was weak and shaky.

Sungchan untied you and helped you to your feet. You couldn't help but feel mortified as you were half-naked in front of him, but you were grateful he saved you when he did.

"Thank you," You said softly. You couldn't bring yourself to look at him, it was too embarrassing, but you could feel his eyes scanning you.

"Is your house nearby? Or should we go to my house, it's close. I can run and get you pants."

You shook your head, "My house is around the corner."

Sungchan started unbuttoning his pants, making you panic and turn around. "What are you doing!?" You shouted.

"You can't walk around without pants."

"W-What about you!?"

"You can give them back when we get to your place."

You felt Sungchan's pants fall onto your shoulder, still warm from their owner. You went to uncover yourself but stopped. "Can you look away please?"

"Right!" Sungchan turned around as he waited for you to change.

Once you slipped on his pants, which were much larger than you expected and sagged around your waist, you hit his arm. "Let's go, you perv."

"How am I a perv!?"

You didn't respond as you led him to your house, cautious of any neighbors who may be watching. Thankfully your parents were out of town, so no one could've been home to see you bringing in a handsome half-naked man with you. Inside, you took Sungchan to your bedroom and let him sit on your bed as you changed into other clothes. You also gave him his pants back.

"Thank you again, for saving me," You say as you sit on the bed.

"It's not a problem. You needed help and my body just moved." Sungchan made a gesture like he was being pulled forward.

"You're not my neighbor, or even in my neighborhood, so how did I get so lucky to have you save me?"

Sungchan's face turned pinkish. "Well, we have the project and we needed to finish it. I asked if anyone knew where you lived and the teacher gave it to me," Sungchan played with his shirt while explaining.

"That's very illegal for the teacher to do. But since it saved me, I'll skip on suing. And you could've just called me!"

"I-I don't know! I just wanted to see you again and I felt like you would've told me where you lived if I'd asked."

Your heart skipped. Sungchan wanted to see you.

"And I'll make sure those guys never bother you again," Sungchan's expression darkened at the thought of the boys who'd jumped you. "I just don't understand why they'd do it."

You laughed wryly, "They thought I turned you gay and that you were my boyfriend. Saying we're both gay and that we'd turn all the other boys gay..."

"Why would they–"

"It doesn't matter. You don't see me like that, so I don't have a chance." You cut him off sharply, the pain in your chest was too much. Having to say out loud that you had no chance with Sungchan made your heart crumble.

"And if you did have a chance?" Sungchan scooted closer to you.

"What?"

"If you had a chance to ask me out. Would you?"

You blushed. "I-I don't know. Maybe!"

Sungchan leaned closer toward you. "Would I have a chance if I asked you out?"

Your heart raced, your palms sweaty, and your eyes could only see Sungchan's sweet face. "Um, maybe?"

"I'll try something, and if either of us don't like it then we can stop," Sungchan suggested, looking in your eyes for confirmation. You nodded slowly, allowing Sungchan to initiate a kiss. First a peck, then moving into a full-blown kiss. His hand found your waist as he pulled you closer to him, making you yelp which he used as an opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. Your hands gripped his shoulders as his tongue explored you, meeting your tongue, and earning excited twitches from you. When you separated, a single strand of spit connected you before it broke. "How do you feel?" Sungchan asked.

You nodded. "I liked it, a lot."

"Then, can we kiss more often? As boyfriends?"

You jumped to your feet on instinct. "But you're straight!"

He shrugged, "Bisexual if you need an argument."

"So you mean?"

Sungchan laughed. "I've been into you since we were kids. I never knew it was something more than feeling strongly about a friend. When we hit middle school, I realized I had a crush on you but you started distancing yourself from me. And by the time we hit high school, you treated me almost like a stranger... I thought I'd done something wrong."

"I was only avoiding you because I knew I was gay and had a crush on you!"

Sungchan kissed your lips. "Then we both learned something." You giggled as Sungchan attacked you with kisses, tackling you into the bed as he cuddled you. "I think I've been in love with you for a while, and being this close to you is making my body crazy..."

You tensed. "You mean like..." Sungchan nodded, his breathing heavy as his eyes focused on your lips. "We should take things a little slower, right?" You pushed Sungchan off you, as he whined.

"Of course, whatever you want, babe."

"B-Babe?!"

Sungchan smiled. "I need to call you a nickname now. I'll keep trying more until we find something you get attached to." You rolled your eyes, embarrassed. Sungchan picked up his backpack and pulled out his textbook. "Let's knock this report out, then we can cuddle."

The next day after Sungchan had gone home, your phone blew up with texts. He was constantly checking in with you, making sure you were alright. He even sent a text of the group of boys, kneeling in the principal's office as a punishment while they got yelled at.

Everything seemed brighter and better with Sungchan. And he loved to show you off, holding your hands in the halls to tell everyone about the unexpected change. No one dared to speak out against Sungchan, so you spent more time at school learning rather than running...

[dojae-huh]

I don't knw if lucas really did something wrong... I mean that anon said what he did can't be be flegiven.... Come on... I am not saying u should be forgive him... But we don't knw the truth.... Is it true that he did or it got this much time to heal, so finally the company is forcing him to accept the blame nd ask forgiveness for it.... Just like they did to ty with his scanadal.... I don't knw is it ty or the cmpny but in the end they didn't try to resolve it by finding the truth, instead ty took the blame and asked forgiveness nd yes he is forgiven by ppl..... Accepted him given him a second chance to show his worth... I fdont knw for sure, may b that's must be their plan with lucas....

I am not fan of lucas in the first place... I am a dy stan... Nd the way his appearance showed on old contens were really proof that he is not that a monster... In one content wayv members even started to cry just saying his name.... Nd u saying he did what to the members?? ... No pls we really don't knw how close they are nd how well they know each other.... Nd trust me if ever had situation to way v members to choose between Lucas nd u they would definitely choose him... That's how it works... Don't believe everything that they showing on in the content.... Thanku

I'm not well-versed in nuances of "face" culture. Things that are "unforgiveable" in China, Korea are different from each other and from the rest of the world.

Lucas' fans investigated and showed that the initial accusations were fabricated. Found who did it even. However, for the fandom at large it is irrelevant. A big mess happened. Lucas was accussed of multiple things, during the development of the scandal antis added more and more elaborated "crimes" to his name. He fell from graces. He was blacklisted, his name was written down into the same list as a real criminal (ex-Exo member). He damaged his group, he betrayed the trust of his fans.

All idols ask forgiveness for dissapointing their fans, whether they did something wrong or not. You don't make excuses, you take the blame. Sometimes, in simple cases, when a source of accusations is public (a private journalist on YT) or easy to pinpoint (existing socmed account, not anonymous), companies clear up things. It is rare though. There are no good laws that protect from stalking or defamation.

You take the blame, say you were a fool, you will reflect and do better from now on. You basically fall on you knees and beg for forgiveness.

In the movie there were allusions to Lucas being very young/inexperienced, overworked, and away from the family. Basically, that he did and said stupid things because he didn't know better, but now he is a changed man, life gave him a lesson, he grew up.

Lucas said he misses the times with WayV, but for a long time it was hard to face the members because he failed them. They hang out now though.

Lucas and mainland China are over. At least for foreseeable future. In the movie he talked in Korean and Cantonese only, so it was clear who he addressed.

Chris Lee is not liked, his association with Lucas will be used against the latter.

However, the movie shows Lucas' manager who met him at the airport when little Wong arrived to Seoul, and was with him throught Lucas' mental breakdown. Took him for a haircut and to the gym, helped to face the world again. He is the witness, fans should watch him and take in his opinion of the idol. A manager is not an actor, Lucas gave him a lot of troubles, the man wouldn't be able to hide animosity to the artist even if he tried. Instead, we can see a very supporting hyung, who likes the idol he takes care of.

The problems with fans is that they believe words and not their own eyes. They can't judge character, so they follow someone's opinions. You, anon, were able to make a profile just by looking how Lucas interacted with NCT members, how he behaved during programmes. Others don't try or quickly change their opinion not able to defend it against the pressure of the masses.

[rv-data]

Virgin Music Group & W endy promotions

Several media outlets & the album’s product page on Amazon UK has confirmed that Virgin Music Group is responsible for the global distribution of #WENDY #Wish_You_Hell.

Virgin also houses fellow SM labelmate NCT. 10:32 PM · Apr 12, 2024

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Virgin Music now follows

@RVsmtown & #WENDY on Instagram. 11:02 PM · Apr 12, 2024

💭 After crying and accusing other groups of favoritism and how SM hated RV, reveluvs are very quiet about SM's favoritism towards Wendy post/32722/

💭 I agree, the way Wendy has been promoted lately is a bit strange considering that her popularity (the lack thereof in this case) doesn't justify so much investment. But putting that, her arrogance and her akgaes aside, I think acting this way is not the way to go. Not that criticism isn't deserved, but I think its level is starting to go down a very questionable path... | The only people that stan her are incels that wants to project themselves towards wanda to create an imaginative space and linked themselves to Irene where there is Seulgi the 3rd party of their fanfic. | Hmmm that's why they hate Seulgi so much even tho girlie didn't do anything but do her job and hobbies. post/32735/

💭 SM is doing everything for her | And still flopped :// post/32720/

💭 I'm afraid one day I'll go to the kitchen at dawn to drink a glass of milk and suddenly Wendy will show up and pull out a copy of WYH that she stuck up her ass and force me to buy it. post/32711/

💭 Not the under armour campaign still hurting wenguana stans. Help that irrelevant fad | Bcs even witht the fake abs, she still doesn't get endorsements. post/32709/

💭 Not the under armour campaign still hurting wenguana stans. Help that irrelevant fad | you are onto something, they always act petty when Seulgi or Irene have an ongoing project | They want what Irene and Seulgi have. Why are they so jealous? It's not their fault that ms botched face is not well like by other companies and brands. | I bet all those brands that she worked with before are given by sm. post/32716/

💭 They want her to see Wendy in Amazing Saturday too. Then have a vlog/YT channel. Then invite her to fashion week shows. Then invite her to brand shop openings.

Even though she had a daily DJ job, a performance unit debut and comeback, and a musical debut that require a lot of her time and effort. | This triggered them. post/32715/

💭 She's so irrelevant that all her wyh vlogs couldnt even reach 50k views on RV channel with 5.4m subs T.T post/32713/

💭 Her plastic surgeries scaring away brand deals 😭 post/32721/

💭Let's just say this era.. speaks for itself. The real tussle will begin with the the group comeback and BJH1. Just document everything for this era, so you can provide the receipts for whatever Wakgaes will be yapping for the rest of the year. | Reveluvs are pretending she never had a comeback and the low engagements on every platform just make it seem like literally nothing happened. Watch bjh1 get something slightly different out of her own idea, just like ksg1 but not even half as much as the floppiest era of any big3 and they’ll scream payola and favoritism post/32754/

[sevenpeaches]

Don’t you want to be able to be yourself without being judged for every little thing you do? Give your idols the same courtesy, don’t be a hypocrite. And don’t even think of using the “well so-and-so chose to be in the spotlight, they knew what they signed up for, if they can’t handle it then they should get out” argument because really all you’re doing is exposing yourself as a waste of space with that one. Idols live their lives under the miscroscope, let them breathe.

[cherrybyunss]

Dangerous Woman Pt.1

Ship: Mark Lee (NCT) x female reader Word Count: 3.5k Tags: Fluff, Suggestive, basically what leads to the smut in the second part :)

Dangeorus Woman Pt. 2 Ridin’ Club! Masterlist cheryybyunss Masterlist

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Mark was the first friend you’d ever had.

You knew what friendship meant because you knew him. You knew what it meant for your heart to break just because someone else’s was breaking because you knew him.

You knew what it meant for someone to say they’d do anything for you and mean it because you knew Mark.

Even though you loved each one of the boys, some part of you had continued to see everything  as the two of you against the world. And you never questioned why.

Mark was also your first love.

You were fourteen, and Mark came home and told you a girl had asked him out in school and he’d said yes.

You remembered crying yourself to sleep that night.

You told yourself you’d move on in no time, but then at sixteen, you started dating some guy from school, and your heart broke a little yet again when Mark looked genuinely happy for you.

Soon, you’d learned to push your feelings for him inside and bury them into a corner of your brain you knew you’d never visit again. Mark was family, and that mattered a lot more to you than your stupid juvenile feelings.

And here you were, over ten years later, at twenty seven, with the ache in your heart long gone and forgotten.

Mark was your family, your home away from home.

***

It was a Monday, and you were lying on Mark’s couch playing video games on your phone. – It’s what you did when you were bored, the fact that Mark and you lived in the same apartments working out conveniently for you.

“Weren’t you gonna go to the clubhouse today?” Mark said, emerging from the kitchen with a packet of your favorite ships and throwing it at you before taking a seat on the other end of the couch.

“Mondays are boring.” You said, picking the chips up from where they’d fallen to the side and beaming at Mark. “We’ll all be there later today anyways. Let Renjun do his job for now.”

“Kind and considerate, as always.” Mark smiled.

“Excuse me, I’m plenty kind.”

“I’m sure.”

You made a face at him, and then looked back at the screen, then flashing a ‘Game Over’.

Mark burst into laughter at the change of your expression, having guessed you lost. And you wanted to punch his face.

“I lost because of you!”

“No, you lost ‘cause you suck.”

“Mark Lee, I swear to god!” You said, trying to be quick to jump on him but familiar with the attack, Mark was equally quick to grab both your wrists mid air, letting the two of your struggle for dominance.

“Give up.” He laughed with his nose scrunched.

And you hated that he looked like he was barely putting in effort, so you did. And heaved a sigh. “I’ll let you win this time.”

“Is that so?” He raised a cocky brow and spun you around from where he was holding your wrist, almost onto his lap, and waged a tickle battle against you.

You squealed. “Mark! This is foul!” You whined in the middle of trying to hold your voice down.

But he didn’t stop even when you were teary eyed, and red in your face.

“Fine, you win!” You said, too exasperated to punch him for the amusement on his face.

“Don’t start fights you can’t win, baby.”

“Shut the fuck up.”

You collapsed onto the couch, trying to catch your breath, and broke into a small smile at the silliness of everything.

You wondered sometimes if Mark and you had ever even grown up.

“Obviously you’d smile.”

“This place is nice, man.” You smiled, not thinking too much about what you meant.

“You literally have almost the exact same place.” Mark deadpanned. You knew you could always trust him with being an idiot.

“Irrelevant.”

“Which reminds me, did you think about my offer?”

You blinked up at him.

The thing was: there were a few things that needed fixing at your place, some very desperately so, but you didn’t want to deal with having to come back home to a part disheveled place to rest or sleep yet. You knew it’d take away the last bit of sanity you had left.

You’d told Mark all about that. And naturally, he’d offered for you to stay over at his the first thing.

To that, you’d said you’d think about it and let him know. And you had thought about it.

Being honest, you had no real reason to not take the offer up. You’d had several movie nights and sleepovers and trips with the boys, and even just Mark in the past, and so you knew Mark was a wonderful person to be roommates with.

But something told you staying with him would mean teetering dangerous territories, whatever that meant.

“I did.” You said.

“And?”

You sighed. “Are you sure you wouldn’t mind the intrusion?”

Mark looked at you blankly. Which was honestly very well deserved.

If this was your attempt to look for a way to get out of the situation, it was an astonishingly atrocious one.

“Are you being serious?”

“Well…” You said, and sighed. “Fine, you’re right. I need to stop procrastinating.”

“Yes, you do.”

“Thanks for letting me stay.” You whined, as if complaining, and hugged Mark’s waist where he was sitting.

And he laughed, caressing your hair in return. “Lemme know when you’ll move in.”

You went to the clubhouse later that day. And as you’d expected, not a lot of business to handle.

“I might move in with Mark.” You told Renjun in the office.

“Finally.” He replied.

And you about lost it. “What?”

“What?”

And Renjun’s face turned questioning when your bewildered expression stayed.

“Wait, you’re not dating yet?”

“‘Yet’?! No, Renjun, what the fuck? Why would we date?”

Renjun just pursed his lips in silence.

And you were pretty sure confusion took over your entire being.

“My bad.” He said.

And that just did not cut it at all.

But Renjun refused to elaborate further.

Soon enough, it was time for you to move.

“It’ll be a couple weeks.”

“Stay as long as you’d like.”

The first few days were peaceful. Mark really was a wonderful person to share a place with. He asked you if you needed something every night before coming back home, and made you breakfast every morning. That was not only more than you could ask for in a roommate, but an actual dreamland.

You shook your head every time you thought of how you could really get used to it.

You were in the kitchen trying to grab the packet of popcorn from the top shelf for the movie night. You stretched your arms out, even jumped, but nothing seemed to work.

But before the struggle could get too frustrating, you felt a drop of water fall onto your neck making you shiver, as another arm reached out and grabbed it for you.

You looked back to find your roommate, wearing a pair of pajamas and nothing but a towel thrown over his shoulders on top, standing right behind you.

He’d walked right out of the shower. And the proximity, combined with the scent of his shampoo from his wet hair made you feel a little dizzy.

You breathed in as you turned around, trying not to look anywhere but his eyes. And felt almost annoyed when he didn’t instantly back off.

“Here you go.” He said, placing the packet behind you on the counter, almost trapping you in. And your eyes went a little wide when you felt butterflies in your stomach.

What the fuck?

You’d seen Mark shirtless innumerable times, it made no sense for it to affect you like this.

You shook your head and looked away, and proceeded to feel like an idiot when Mark tilted his head a little.

“Are you blushing?” You asked with surprise and the tiniest hint of teasing in his voice.

And if you weren’t already, you definitely went red at that. “Shut the fuck up and put some clothes on.”

You couldn’t have put your abhorrence towards the amusement that laced Mark’s face, into words if you tried. “Seriously, y/n?”

“I’m not blushing! What the fuck is your problem?” You spat, and turned around, grabbing the god forsaken packet of popcorn. “Go away.”

Mark had the audacity to just walk over to the other side of the counter, leaning against it with his arms crossed against his chest, and watch you.

You looked over with disbelief. “What do you want?”

Mark scoffed, letting laughter follow closely. “I’ll take care of the popcorn.” He said. “Go take a shower.”

You blinked at him. “Oh.” You spoke. “Well, okay Thanks.”

You practically ran out of the kitchen into your room, and slammed the door shut as quietly as you could. And took a deep breath.

Now what the actual fuck was that?

You came out of the shower and flopped down almost on top of Mark in front of his couch.

You knew putting distance between the two of you after what happened would not end well for any of you, so you decided to do the exact opposite.

“What movie are we watching?”

“I was thinking Avatar.” Mark said putting an arm around you.

“Mm.” You hummed in approval. “Sure.”

“Someone’s clingy today.” Mark had a small smile in his voice.

And you grabbed the popcorn bowl, and placed it on your lap. “Put the movie on.”

“Right.” Mark laughed, endeared. And you tried not to blush.

Throughout the course of the movie, you were hyperaware of all the places your body was touching Mark’s. And  that made concentrating on the movie next to impossible.

“Is everything okay?” Mark asked when you couldn’t stop shifting, his voice so quiet it made you jump.

“Yeah…” Your voice just as quiet, “I feel sleepy.” You said, honestly.

Mark smiled and let the gentlest of his fingertips caress the hair adorning a side of your face, making you take in a breath at the comforting touch. “Go to sleep then.” He whispered.

And almost as if your body took his words as a command, you fell asleep.

You woke up in the guest room, where you were staying, nicely tucked under a blanket, and sat up as soon as you gained enough consciousness to remember the previous night.

You turned slightly red when you realized Mark must’ve carried you there.

“Oh my gosh…”

Staying with Mark was really proving to be dangerous.

Mark was in the kitchen when you walked out.

“Hey.” You called out to him.

And he turned around, right before flashing the softest, brightest smile, and you felt your heart go weak for a second. “Morning, slept well?”

“Yeah…” You said. “Did you carry me to the room?”

And Mark, yet again, looked amused at your concerned tone. “No, y/n. You got teleported.”

And you rolled your eyes, taking a seat at the island counter. “You’re the funniest.”

Mark smiled, placing pancakes in front of you, and laughing when your eyes gleamed.

“Thank you for the food!” You said. “And seriously, let me cook breakfast someday?”

“You’ll have to wake up before me for that.”

You frowned and pouted at that. Now that was a lot of work. But you felt determined to do it, so there was that.

“And yes, I did.”

You blinked up at him. “Ah.” And then realized and looked down at the pancakes, picking up the fork to compose yourself. “Thanks, and sorry.”

“Stop acting like a stranger, Jesus.” Mark said with disgust, cracking you up a little.

Mark was good for your nerves. But you couldn’t help but ask the next question anyways. “Did I say or do anything weird?”

Mark stared at you blankly before pretending to think. “I mean, you nuzzled into my neck and asked me to not leave, if that counts.”

You went red. And he burst into laughter.

The audacity.

“Stop fucking with me, oh my gosh!”

“Hey! It’s true, it’s just that your reaction is unwarranted as fuck and it’s ridiculous.” He said, still in the middle of laughing.

And you puffed your cheeks, stood up, picked up your plate and walked out to sit at the dining table instead.

“Hey, are you mad right now?” Mark asked, still amused, and you wanted nothing more than to punch him into his disappearance.

Later that evening, you felt like your back was breaking.

You’d had business to handle and the renovation to monitor for the last few days, leaving really less time for rest, and your back, and shoulders, hadn’t taken it well.

Mark looked concerned when you couldn’t walk straight without flinching, but you reassured him, saying you just needed rest.

He asked you to not work the next day. You told him you’d let him know how you felt about that in the morning.

You felt a little guilty for making Mark worry. He was already helping you out so much. The concerned look in his eyes wasn’t your favorite.

His smile really probably was.

So when he smiled at you, and patted the space in front of him for you to come sit, you did.

“You really look like you could use a massage.” He said, gently resting his hand on your shoulders.

Now, the problem with massages was that Mark was really good at them. It was almost inhuman. And if he were to bless you with them while you were in pain, you were sure you’d tear up in relief.

But Mark knew that, and was offering despite it.

So you gave in.

And let him press into your shoulders in a manner that made the pain dissipate into pleasure.

Your eyes fell close, and you sighed at the amazing feeling.

When he felt you were satisfied with that much, his hands went onto your lower back, and his thumbs massaged their way up your spine. And that motion made took away any form of restrain you had in you.

“Ah…” you let out a shaky moan as your back arched away from his touch.

But he continued, carefully observing which points felt the best for you, and focusing on them.

“Fuck, Mark…” You whispered, your face down.

But Mark pressed onto a point right below the nape of your neck, and you gasped, throwing your head back as you shuddered, your hand finding rest right next to you to help you keep balance.

You would’ve felt sheepish if you weren’t currently on the receiving end of the mind blowing massage. Which made you wonder why Mark hadn’t backed away from you reacting so well to him yet.

But the thought got lost somewhere when he worked his palms up your back once again.

Mark was crazy good at this. And you were but a weak woman.

“Mark… You’re really good.” You managed to form your first proper sentence in the middle of several shaky breaths, desperately wanting to give him encouragement.

And actual chills travelled down your skin when you heard Mark’s voice against your ear. “Feel good?”

“Yes.” You breathed out, holding yourself back from moaning uninhibitedly.

Something about that moment was so fragile, you were scared it would break apart the moment it was over. Your best friend was making you feel amazing, and you wanted it to never stop.

But you knew where things might end up escalating to if you didn’t stop them right there, and you knew better than to let it happen.

So you did what you knew best – dip.

“Thanks, Mark. I think I’m fine now,” You said, your voice still not having entirely recovered.

And Mark paused for a second before withdrawing his hands away from you completely.

You moved away a little before turning around to face him, which was a lot harder to do than you’d suspected. “You are ridiculously good at this.”

Mark smiled, but there was something in his eyes you couldn’t decipher. “I’m glad I was of service.”

And you felt a feeling settle in the pits of your stomach. Sort of a sinking feeling.

You smiled back at Mark, and got up.

The pain really was significantly better.

You stretched a little, and almost jumped in relief when your back didn’t act up.

Mark laughed looking at your face. And you held your fist up to warn him against making fun of you, which only made him laugh harder.

“You’re the funniest.”

Later that night, you lied on your bed for what felt like forever.

You couldn’t sleep. And the reason was that you couldn’t stop thinking about your best friend. Or how you didn’t want to think about him.

Living with him was a dangerous thing.

You found yourself travelling down memory lanes you’d been sure you’d never wander again.

“Feel good?” His soft voice echoed in your head, and made you curl up into a ball in exasperation.

Fuck, you really needed to stop thinking about him.

You sighed, and sat up. The pain in your back was about as good as gone, so you decided to stroll around for a while.

You walked out into the living room, and heard sounds from the kitchen.

“Please be kidding…” You said to yourself, before making your way towards the sounds, and found Mark standing in front of the refrigerator.

He was apparently grabbing some water, and was shirtless again.

You sighed. Living with him really was a dangerous thing.

You turned around, aiming to walk back into your room, but heard Mark’s voice before you could. “Y/n?”

And cursed under your breath before turning back around. “Hi.”

“Hi. Is your back better?”

“Yes.” You said, walking in and leaning against the dining table instead. You managed not to let the affect seeing him like that had on you show this time. It was the civil thing to do. “Couldn’t sleep?”

“Yeah.” Mark said. “You too?”

And you nodded, the quiet of the night heavy around you.

You could feel Mark’s eyes on you even as you stared at the ground and drew circles on the floor with your toes.

You deliberated between walking back into your room and waiting for him to, till you heard what Mark said next.

“Wanna go for a ride?”

And you felt your entire being light up as he smiled.

The next thing you knew was leaning back onto the passenger seat of Mark’s car and smiling as Mark took your favorite roads and drove past familiar scenes, making warmth grow inside of you a little.

Mark’s playlist of your favorite songs blasted on the sound system and you swore you just wanted to shout to the world how happy you felt from the rooftops.

And it hit you. You looked at Mark, and Mark looked at you, instantly recognizing the glint in your eyes. He shook his head as he laughed, and reached for the button and opened the sunroof.

You beamed before you got up and made your way past the gap, letting the wind hit you and carry all your worries away with it.

With your arms spread wide, you threw your head back and screamed the lyrics to the song playing at the top of your lungs, and you swore any more ecstasy than you felt in that moment would’ve made you cry.

By the time you flopped back down onto the seat, you were almost exhausted from having been too happy, your hair a mess, and Mark had the widest of his smiles plastered on his face.

“What?” You said, a little flustered.

“Nothing.” Mark spoke, the smile intact. And looked at you, catching you off guard, before looking at the road again. “I love seeing you like this.”

And you felt your heart skip several beats.

All of a sudden, Mark was all you could focus on.

And you wanted to cry.

He looked beautiful. He always did.

You wanted to kiss him.

And you tried to shake the thought away, but it wouldn’t budge.

You wanted to touch him, to tell him how much he meant to you.

Or how seen you felt with him. How much you wanted him to feel the same.

“Let’s give this a little race, shall we?” Mark grinned.

Gosh, Mark meant the world to you.

Mark stepped on the accelerator and the car picked up pace, the sound music to your ears.

“Let’s go!” You screamed along.

You stopped by the 24/7 store near the highway, and grabbed two cans of beer and a couple cigarettes.

Sitting on the bonnet of the car and talking about the most random stuff, both of you drank away.

You found it ridiculous how Mark still looked that amazing at this time of the night.

He lit your cigarette for you, and for the first time, the gesture felt almost intimate. Especially how your eyes and his lingered on each other for the extra split second.

You took the wheel on the way back home.

And had the time of your life driving the Mustang. You always did. It was a stark contrast from your lighter baby.

“That was amazing!” You exclaimed as you entered the apartment with Mark tagging behind. “Thanks a lot, Mark.”

“I had fun too so,” Mark smiled. “Anytime.”

And you wanted to kiss him once again. Stupid fucking brain.

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Dangeorus Woman Pt. 2 Ridin’ Club! Masterlist cheryybyunss Masterlist

[checkers-dance]

HELLO CHECKERS. IM SO FUCKING SORRY. IM HERE AGAIN JVJFNVFNVJV. listen. whenever anything tragic happens to me i feel like i need to report back to you, its a tradition to me. anyway, this actually happened a few days ago but i was so emotionally distraught and so embarrassed of myself that i was avoiding telling you about it but here i am. im sorry to you and your followers for making u read this shit but i was going through an arc.

SO ANYWAY. after the lucas apparition my dear friend rebo became suddenly obsessed with what happened. you need to understand she's relatively normie, like, she knows abt the weird shit i get up to but she knew nothing abt the enceeteeverse, i think she was deliberately ignoring it for her sanity. but the lucas apparition devastated her and i think as some sort of coping mechanism she tried to find meaning to our shared trauma. so she was wondering. why did lucas choose us. what do we have in common. for some fucking reason she got the idea to combine our discord colors and she got lilac. she then googled lilac enceetee (IM TRYING NOT TO SAY THE ACTUAL NAME BC MY ASKS TO YOU SHOW ON SEARCHES AND IF ANY NORMAL PERSON SEES THIS I WILL DIE) and apparently they released A SPECIAL VERSION OF STICKER THAT WAS LILAC???? so my friend was determined. she decided to listen to the WHOLE ALBUM. i joined her eventually. our thoughts on the music are irrelevant, but what you need to know is that at some point we started looking for clues on the lyrics and if something reminded of us a song we would jump to that song and try to find a meaning to it. we called it the nct arg. this went on for A WHILE. eventually noxia and our friend lynx and joined us and we were all just fucking around deciphering the clues.

we got so into it. and at some point we did actually find what you could call a message if you want to, except it was in all in our heads. its such a good example of the way the brain searches for pattern.

after a long search, our clues lead us to this video. i can still remember the way we were all screaming at like 1am... you need to understand that at this point i was so invested in our made up story that for one small second it didn't compute that this was a a prank. like my heart dropped to my stomach vnjfvfnvjvnjv OBVIOUSLY I IMMEDIATELY REALIZED WHAT WAS GOING ON BUT THATS HOW FAR GONE I WAS...

so the rest of the night was us trying to figure out who the fuck made the video. i was so tired at this point, so while everyone was arguing i was just looking up dumb shit on youtube. and i thought haha wouldnt it be funny if i looked up "lucas horror game." so i did. checkers.... i found a game called LUCAS THE BASEMENT. I THINK THIS IS WHAT BROKE ME. IDK WHAT HAPPENED BUT THAT GENUINELY MADE ME SO UPSET??? I FELT SO OVERSTIMULATED AND IRRATIONALLY ANGRY, ITS VERY FUNNY LOOKING BACK BUT THE HORRORS FELT SO REAL... i calmed down. sort of. and then i keep looking up dumb shit, as if i hadn't just learned what that gets me. i looked up "lucas the hedgehog" bc idk i thought it sounded funny. the first fucking result had the word STICKER in it. THIS MADE ME FEEL WORSE. I WAS SO GENUINELY UPSET NVFJNVJFVN

eventually it was revealed that it was both noxia and lynx fucking with us. i was so tired, i just left call and went to bed. but you need to understand the distress was so real to me i genuinely didnt sleep well that night. like i woke up and it felt like i didnt sleep at all. THIS IS GOING TOO FAR, IM TIRED.

anyway. do NOT listen to encee fucking tee, it ruined my life, i want to escape. i keep seeing patterns everywhere. its consuming me. i cant remember when this was but one day a mutual saw me having an enceetee breakdown and said "im starting to genuinely feel bad for you" NOOOOO JFVNJFVNNFV. im ok. im fine. lucas isn't real.

Oh ghskfkskfks I forgot abt the asks showing up in searches based on keywords, rip. Every time I get another ask like this I think the lore can't get any worse AND THEN IT DOES. I can't believe they pranked u, that's so funny but so 😭😭. Also someone should make a meme out of this w the dominoes falling and the first step is becoming obsessed w the lucas in the basement jokes and we still haven't reached the last step. Anyway thank u for keeping me updated on this, at least ur pain and confusion had a purpose (sending me funny unhinged asks abt encetee shenanigans)

[0hxneybee]

Step Right Up

Title: Step Right Up

Paring: Jeno (NCT Dream) x Reader

Genre/Tags: Fluff, NonIdolAU, Established Relationship

Words: 1.8k

Warnings: N/A

A/N This idea literally came out of nowhere but I found a really pretty photo from a carnival and I was like, yeahhh I have to do this lol. Also with ✨my amazing skill and talent✨ lol I got it finished and proofread on Valentine’s Day. Enjoy ♥

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The cheers of the Carnival had been the background noise of your hometown for weeks now. Work had kept both you and Jeno busy and time was running out before the carnival would pack up and head to the next city. You two were both able to get off work early one day so you both got refreshed and Jeno picked you up to take you to the carnival. You could feel your excitement growing as if you were a kid again when you see the lights of the carnival getting closer and closer.

When Jeno finally finds a parking spot you get out and start making your way to the admissions booth. As you're walking Jeno wraps his arm around your shoulder bringing you close giving you a kiss on the cheek. You smile and blush as you wrap your arms around him giving him a hug as you stand in line to get tickets. You wait patiently until you get the front as Jeno pays for the admission and hands back muted pink-colored tickets. You thank the person working and start looking around for your first game or ride. “Okay I know it is really cheesy but I wanna go to the ring toss first.” You say as you hold the warmly printed tickets in your hands. “Yeah, no problem Y/N” Jeno responds as he leads the both of you through the crowds to get to the ring toss stand. “Step right up! Step right up! Toss the ring onto the bottle and win a prize for you or your loved ones.” The guy at the booth shouts trying to attract more people. Jeno gets the attention of the guy as he makes his way over to you two. “Will you be playing today sir or will the pretty lady try her hand at the game?” He asks, holding a small bucket of metal rings. “Just her this time, if I play you might have to restock all the prizes.” The guy running the stand laughs at the comment and puts the bucket down in front of you taking the ticket you had put out. “Best of luck!” he says as he runs over to a family nearby who are wanting to play as well.

You take a deep breath, focus Y/N. Jeno starts to giggle behind you and you turn around. “Jeno you’re gonna make me lose my concentration.”

“I’m sorry I couldn’t help it, you looked too cute with your serious face on.”

“I am serious about this!” Jeno wouldn't believe you because you had the biggest smile on your face but you did not let it deter you, you were gonna win.

So you didn’t end up winning and missed pretty much every shot you took. You miserably pouted into Jeno’s chest as he thanked the guy running the booth returning the bucket. “Hey Y/N it’s okay you know how rigged these games can be sometimes.” “I know but I really thought I had at least one of them back there.” Whatever you said sounded muffled by Jeno’s jacket so he just chuckles and says, “I know what will make you feel better.” you look up at him doe-eyed, “I’ll get you some cotton candy and lemonade, my treat.” A smile instantly stretches upon your face and you laugh linking your arm into his. “You’re treating! Lead the way then!” Jeno shakes his head and laughs as you make your way to the food area.

The smell of funnel cake, corn dogs, and popcorn fills your nose as you get closer to the food stands. You and Jeno split off as he goes and gets cotton candy while you wait in line for lemonade. You know it’s mostly just water and powder flavoring but the nostalgia you get from drinking it is worth it. As soon as you get the overpriced souvenir cup you take a big sip and scrunch your face as the lemons hit your tastebuds followed by the giant bits of granulated sugar after. “Pink or blue?” Jeno says as he brings two bags of cotton candy to you. “Both, it tastes better that way.” 

“They're made of the same stuff, just different food coloring.”

“That is absolutely irrelevant and I still stand by my statement of eating it together.”

“Whatever.” Jeno shakes his head with a smile and divides the color so you’ll have an equal amount of both. “Did I ever show you that video of a raccoon getting cotton candy and then going and putting it in water to clean it, but the water just dissolves it instead and the raccoon gets confused. It was so cute and funny.” You giggle as the both of you start to walk around the carnival enjoying the cool air. Continuing your walk around the carnival you take in more of the lights, conversations, and screams filling the air. The sky set ablaze by the sunset had nothing on the flashing lights on each individual game and ride here. “I remember going to fairs like this when I was in middle school,” you start telling Jeno, “my friends and I would save up enough money to get an unlimited rides wristband and stay there for hours. Did you ever go to a fair or carnival before this one?”

“It’s not my first time here but back home we had more of an amusement park, carnivalesque type place, called Lottie World, it was super cool.” You nod enjoying the small talk and continue to walk down the rows.

Your train of thought was broken when you heard the same iconic phrase once again. “Step right up and try your luck to win the prize of your dreams!” You hear as you walk past a giant hammer and bell. Next to it, you see the prizes and you gasp which stops Jeno in his tracks. That’s it, you want it, it was a plush cat in the shape of a square about the size of a soccer ball. “That is so cute!” You say as you point it out to show Jeno. “Yeah Y/N,” he chuckles, “you know these games are rigged, we saw how it is at the ring toss game.”

“But Jeno this would be a piece of cake for you!”

“Not if it’s rigged.”

“Jeno please, it’s a cat plush, in the shape of a square! How is that not adorable?”

“You really like it?”

“Yes”

“Okay,” Jeno smiles and gives you a kiss on the forehead. He walks up to the guy running the stand and gives him one ticket. In return, the guy at the stand gives Jeno the hammer and opens the gate to let him in. “Let’s go babe! You got this!” You cheer as other spectators join to watch to see if Jeno could hit the bell. Jeno winds up the hammer over this shoulder and slams down on the target. You hear the whizz of the spring and watch as it flies up with a ding. You’re mouth drops. “YOU DID IT!” You shout and laugh as Jeno also has a face of disbelief. The rest of the spectators clap and cheer as you see Jeno point out to the plush cat for the guy to grab. When he comes back, you embrace him and the cat in a big hug and rock from side to side as you both start to laugh. “Thank you!”

“No problem Y/N.”

“What’s their name?”

“You can name them, they’re your cat now.”

“What about Luna?”

“Luna, I like it.”

The both of you had already made a few laps around the carnival and were starting to get tired from the food coma and long day you’ve both had. That still didn’t stop you from looking for one last ride you wanted to go on before you head home. You had passed by the Teacups ride several times and always let catch your eye a little longer than the others. “Hey babe, what about the teacup ride? We have one last ticket left and I don’t want it to go to waste.” Jeno nods in agreement and you make your way to the line.

Once you were let onto the ride you ditch Jeno and speed walk to the closest purple teacup you could find and let yourself in. Having already settled in once Jeno gets there he lets himself in and closes the door behind him. “Jeno before the ride starts can we take a photo together please?” You ask as you already had your phone in your hand with the camera open. “Y/N I don’t know my face has been super puffy today.” Jeno turns his head to the side avoiding the camera. “Please, just one I promise,” you start as you lean in to give Jeno a kiss on the cheek, “then I hope you have a stomach of steel because we are about to go so fast.” Jeno laughs at the comment turning back in so the two of you could get a photo together. As soon as you put your phone away you hear the buzz of the ride warming up and starting to move. You give Jeno a mischievous side-eye and start turning the wheel like crazy. Before you know it the cup starts picking up speed as Jeno finally joins in the help you turn the wheel. You laugh as you let go letting the wind whip around you as the lights of the ride blur together before going back into spinning the wheel.

When the ride came to an end, you could no longer see straight. Standing up you almost fall right back down as your vision swirls around you. You somehow fumble out of the cup and get to the nearest rail to steady yourself. Jeno laughing himself into hysterics behind you as he helps guide you out of the ride area. “I don’t fully regret going as fast as we did cause it was fun but oh my goodness the world will not stop spinning.” You say slightly holding your arms out continuing to try and balance yourself. Suddenly Jeno gently holds your head in his two hands making you look directly at what looks like two Jenos. “You okay?” He asks as your vision comes back to you ever so slowly. You nod. “Good, I wanna make sure you could see this.” He says as he leans in to give you a kiss. You close your eyes and kiss him back and while the world stopped spinning in one way it started spinning around you in another. When you open your eyes again you can clearly see Jeno and smile. He smiles back bringing you in for a hug. “You ready to head home now?

“Yeah, thank you for today.”

“Of course I had a lot of fun.”

“Me too.”

You two make your way back to Jeno’s car reminiscing over the night you had together. What a great day.

[ofwolvesandbutterflies]

questions

Pairing: Zhong Chenle x Reader

Genre: fluff

Tags: almostftl!au, bestfriend!au, idolverse!au

Warnings: none

day 11 of 30 days with NCT

Synopsis: in which you can’t seem to his questions with anything but questions

// ‘cause whenever I’m with you, it feels so right // (x)

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[14:59]

“It’s almost 3, Y/N.” 

Glancing over from your computer screen to where Chenle stood, leaning lazily against the door frame, you shrugged and turned back towards the second draft of an essay that was due tomorrow. You heard your best friend groan when you didn’t respond. An unspoken apology sat on the tip of your tongue because if there was one thing he really couldn’t stand, it was you skipping out on the few and far between afternoons that he had off. 

“What, no ‘Thank you, Chenle’?” The sarcasm clung meaningfully onto his words. Out of the corner of your eye, you watched as he pushed off his spot near the door and stalked slowly towards your bed. 

“It’s not like I can’t see the clock on my computer but…Thanks, Lele.” you hummed, before furiously typing another sentence into the sadly unfinished document. Your gaze refused to move from the computer screen, even when you felt the bed shift to welcome another body. Still though, a displeased grunt left sounded in your throat when Chenle draped himself dramatically over your legs and stared up at you, looking oh so perfectly like a puppy in need of attention. When he didn’t move after a solid thirty seconds, you paused in your typing to ask “So, like, do you need something?” 

“Are you planning on changing out of your pajamas anytime soon?”

Finally fed up with your best friend’s antics, you exhaled slowly and closed your computer, setting it off to the other side of the bed. With Chenle in the room, there was no way you were going to get anything else done. Leaning forward to rest your chin in your hands, you shot a challenging glare at the dark hair male crushing your legs. “Do you want me to?” 

Chenle rolled his eyes and sat up on the edge of your bed to glare right back at you. Rather than answering your question, he pushed himself closer until there were only a few measly inches between the tip of your nose and his. When he spoke, his voice came out teasing, playful. Lower than you had ever heard it before. You fought the blush back down. “Are we just answering each question with another question?” 

“I don’t know, Chenle.” Tilting your head to lessen the gap between you by even more, a smirk, a look of pure mirth that disregarded the pink dusting both of your cheeks and the rapid heart beat sounding in your ears painted itself on the both of your lips. You spared a saccharine glance down towards his lips. “Are we?” 

A different type of tension hung in the air between you and you reveled in the way he seemed to gravitate even… closer… 

And then he was gone, pulled away, looked away in an effort to avoid the knowing gazes you threw in his direction. 

“You tell me, Y/N,” He laughed, a bright, cheerful, Chenle sound that warmed you from the top of your head to the tip of your toes. Draping yourself back against the headboard, you observed the flustered pink still faintly covering his cheeks. Pushing himself up to his hands and knees, he made his way up the bed to lay beside you. “Do you want to?” 

Without a second of hesitation and as if the strange - yet not unwelcome - tension from before had only existed in a different dimension, he draped an arm around you like usual, pulling you closer to his body. Something saddened you upon realizing… perhaps he didn’t reciprocate the sheltered feelings you hid for him, but you brushed the irrelevant thoughts away. Relaxing into his familiar warmth, you rested your cheek on his shoulder. “Not if you don’t want to. Do you want to?” 

“Honestly,” he laughed, resting his chin on the top of your head. “Not really. It’s just getting a little repetitive.” Out of his pocket came his phone and within a few seconds he had opened Netflix. “On a completely unrelated note, though, what do you want to watch?” 

Ignoring the fact he had just asked another question, you shrugged, feeling your eyelids slowly getting heavier after an extensive day of cramming. “Doesn’t matter to me. You have something in mind?” 

“Shit,” he giggled. A sleepy smile of your own appeared as you listened to the happy vibrations rolling through his chest as he scrolled through his recommendations. “We’re doing it again.” A tiny laugh escaped your lips and he smiled, a small smile, a secretive smile. With you in his arms, what reason did he have not to? 

Overwhelmed with the terrible choices you had made regarding sleep recently, it wasn’t long before your eyelids began to slide closed. Until you remembered the question he originally asked you. 

“Oh wait,” you mumbled against the polyester cotton blend of your best friend’s shirt. A sound of acknowledgement reverberated through his body and you continued. “Did you want me to change out of my pj’s?” 

“No,” he chuckled, pausing in his movie searching to press a light kiss to the skin right above your eyebrows. “You’re going to fall asleep anyways.”

[nctzendreamz]

Crazy, Rich, and They Hate Me :: Part Nine

Jaehyun finally takes you home, but he forgets to mention that his family is the richest in South Korea.

Part One  Part Two  Part Three  Part Four  Part Five  

Part Six  Part Seven  Part Eight

Jaehyun x Reader ft. NCT

Genre: Angst/ Fluff

Oddly, everything felt right in the world. There were so many elephants in the room, yet, you and Jaehyun weren’t talking about them. Instead, your foreheads rested against one another as you swayed from side to side on the very spacious dance floor, and ever since the newlyweds released him to you, silence was all you heard. 

Even with the loud screams erupting from the drunken guests of the reception, the two of you were in your own world. You always were.

“I wish we could stay like this forever.” He finally whispered, gently spinning your body around.

“Me too.” Was all you could muster. Your mind was foggy from such a romantic moment. Jaehyun in general was your reason for constant pausing. He always made you question everything, but not in a negative way. He promoted your growth. He made you feel like his only goal was to make you happy. It was a foreign feeling that you still hadn’t adjusted to.

“You look so beautiful.” His lips rested on your ear now. “And I’m sorry.”

The elephant in the room had landed.

“It’s okay, Jae.” You stopped him, putting a hand on his chest.

“But it’s not.” He disagreed with an aggressive shake of his head, removing your hand. “This whole trip, I was thinking about me. I thought I was thinking about you, but I wasn’t. I invited you here to show you off, but I did so poorly at it. I didn’t even think about all of the things that could go wrong. I didn’t even tell you about Yuna I--

“Jaehyun.” Your smiled immediately closed his mouth, and the breath he needed to take released out of him with ease. “How well do you think I know you?”

“Better than anyone in this world.” 

“Than you have to know that I know how sorry you are. This trip was intense, baby.” You hands found his, and the bass from the dj made your whole body vibrate. You couldn’t hold in your smile as you looked at him. His eyes were focused only on you, hanging on to your every word. “And I am hurt that your mother doesn’t approve of me, but I realize now that it doesn’t matter. You love me, and I love you. And we make eachother happy, and I don��t want to do this with anyone else. And you didn’t fly me all the way to South Korea because you’re unsure.” You recited Jazmine’s words to you at once, finally believing them as it passed through your lips.

Jaehyun felt too much at one time, and he didn’t know what to say, so he cupped your face in his hands and kissed you with all the love that rested within his soul for you. He needed you for the rest of his life, and even when you prevented him from speaking because you made him so fucking nervous, he couldn’t get enough of you. Especially when you put him in his place, he wanted more. 

The festivities continued, as Yuta’s voice on the intercom informed everyone, sober or not, that the romantic love songs were over. A mix of EDM, trap, and lit sounds exploded throughout the wonderland of a reception and you and Jaehyun danced hard together, followed by the two of you rapping to each other, you grinding on him from time to time, and him loving every bit of it. Loving every bit of you. Even Johnny and Rose found the two of you, and the environment was so pure. The laughter was real, and no insecurities could be felt in such a moment.

“Jaehyun!” A light voice yelled, snapping the both of you out of your trance.

“Auntie.” He smiled, taking her hand gently. “Everything okay?”

“Your mother would like to speak with you. Both of you, actually.”

The two of you looked at eachother in genuine confusion. If this would have been a few days ago, you would’ve believed that maybe she was finally going to apologize for her judgmental nature, or even just give a fake blessing, but you knew better now. You could tell Jaehyun didn’t as his raised eyebrows showed he thought of this as a positive.

He took your hand, following his aunt into what seemed like the woods, but was merely just the decorations that rested around the large space. On a bench sat his grandmother, and on his side was Jaehyun’s mother.

“What’s this?” Jaehyun questioned, now feeling a similar energy that you felt since the beginning. “Is it dad?” He stalled, unconsciously squeezing your hand tighter.

Jangmi pulled a thick piece of paper from behind her back, opening it up for the both of you to see. 

Y/N L/N. Adopted on February 1st by Lelina L/N and Mark L/N. Her birth mother is a drug addict, and her birth father has been imprisoned since 2000.

Jaehyun’s eyes practically burst out of his head as he read the document, attempting to snatch the papers from his mother’s hand, but he wasn’t quick enough. “You had no right, mom!” His voice was full of venom, something that you had never heard. You couldn’t hear anything right now, to be honest. 

“You’ve been dating a con artist this whole entire time, and you’re upset with me!” She yelled. “Y/N made up this whole sob story about her father working himself to death, when her father is actually in prison. In prison, Jaehyun. He murdered someone! Do you know what kind of scandal this will bring onto our family? It would ruin everything we worked for!”

“You idiot.” His grandma suddenly spoke, looking at her daughter in law. “This is your fault. You’re the one who let him stay away from home for too long. That country is full of criminals and now we have one right in front of us.

“Y/N would have told me if she knew. Don’t you know that? Right?” He looked at you now, and you couldn’t even be offended. You were completely emotionless as you boyfriend begged you to simply look him in the eye. 

The sudden childhood memories when people would tell you that you looked nothing like your mother suddenly offended you. The way your mother’s hair could grow long as day, but yours always struggled. Her musical talents that your being just refused to tap into, no matter how hard you tried. You were adopted. You whole life was a lie. Your origins were fabricated. 

And then everything processed. Your shoulders began to shake, and your lips trembled, resembling a child. You had to leave, and you had to leave now. Without words, you ran. The only way out was the way in, and you felt like you were at a circus from the way everything seemingly taunted you. 

Jaehyun couldn’t believe what just happened. He knew you spoke the truth of his mothers harsh words, but this, this wasn’t the woman who raised him. The one who always encouraged him to be happy. With the harshest look he had ever given an individual, he shook his head in pure disappointment before he began the chase. Even with his speed, you were faster than him. 

The flashing from the party lights could practically make you scream. The tears continued to fall from your eyes, and your cries couldn’t be ignored from the bullies that you ran past. 

‘Y/N! Get some cake!” Rose proclaimed, too wound up in her own perfect day, well deserved perfect day, to notice your broken state. 

“Y/N!” Jaehyun screamed over and over, not caring who heard. He couldn’t let you get away.

“Let her go, Jaehyun. She clearly wasn’t worth the ass.” A drunken cousin laughed, and without a second thought Jaehyun’s fist was connecting to his face, and he couldn’t stop. He felt hands on his shoulders, trying to pull him away, but he kept swinging.

“Jung Jaehyun!” A voice boomed, immediately causing him to freeze. His bloodied hand was irrelevant, as he looked at the older man. 

“Dad?” He choked, dropping to his knees.

[dragonmiryo]

You know, I’ve gotten shit for almost every niche interest I ever had.

I got shit when I really liked Warriorcats.

I got shit when I listened to One Direction.

I got shit when I started watching anime.

I got shit when I told people I liked Vocaloid.

I got shit when I showed people the Jrock I liked.

I got shit when I started becoming more earnest in my love for kpop, which I had kept somewhat a secret because I knew someone would judge me for it.

Even now I get shit on within the kpop fandom because of who I stan or who I don’t stan. 

At some point in time, I stopped caring about that. Maybe some of those interest I grew out of, but that doesn’t mean I started hating all of them, and it certainly wasn’t because of the judgmental things people would say.

Yeah, I love Vocaloid, and I don’t care that they’re just voice banks; there are people behind them, and those people make incredible music.

 Yeah, I still occasionally watch anime. No amount of weirdness or “cringey acting” is gonna stop me from genuinely enjoying the story.

Yeah, sometimes I do listen to Jrock. I don’t care if they “look like girls”, or if it’s intense; I like the sound, why should I let appearances stop me? And why is it a bad thing if they look like girls? 

Yeah, I still am really into kpop almost 10 years later. I don’t care if “BTS is overrated and can’t sing” or “NCT/Stray Kids make construction noise music” or “all TWICE songs sound the same” or “EXO peaked in 2016″ or “BIGBANG are full of criminals” or if my faves are “Irrelevant” or “copying [instert group]” or if I “don’t even understand what they’re saying”. Do they make good music? Do they make my day better? Do they do their best to be the best they can be? Then I don’t care about the rest. I’ve spent so much of my life being shit on for so many things that I loved that now I don’t give a flying fuck what your opinion is. 

[mostlycompetentwriter]

I Am You-Chapter 5

Pairing: OC x Bang Chan x Jisung x Changbin

Genre: Romantic Fantasy

Warnings: Smut!

Previous Chapters: (chapter 1), (chapter 2), (chapter 3), (chapter 4)

“Have you ever had sex as a wolf?”

“Are you serious?”

Lila turned over on her side. “Have you?”

“You don’t need to know that,” I tried to protest, even as she let out a triumphant noise while poking my blushing cheek.

“Was it Changbin?” Lila asked mischievously. “I bet that was hot.”

I frowned in her direction. “This isn’t a normal conversation.”

“I know,” Lila grinned, “but Felix said it wasn’t possible. I just want to prove him wrong.”

“The two of you always have such thoughtful discussions,” I remarked, admiring the stars shivering from overhead, distant ornaments of light that managed to shine so bright, forgoing millions of miles to demand our attention.

“Myah,” Lila spoke up nervously. “Would you be angry at me if I left the pack?”

That definitely caught my attention. “What?”

Lila shuffled closer to me, seeking out my additional warmth. “I really like Haechan, but if I mated with him, I would have to leave.”

I swallowed hard because the idea of never again seeing Lila sat uncomfortably on my heart. “If you like him, then you should go. I would never be angry at you.”

“Really?”

I nodded, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. “It will give me an excuse to visit the north.”

Lila shifted, her chin digging into my shoulder. “Was it hard to leave your old pack?”

“No, but I was okay because I had my mates. It makes it easier.”

“Were you afraid?”

“A little, but change can be scary. Doing something you’ve never done before is intimidating when it forces you out of your comfort zone.”

Lila sighed, but seemed content with my response, the two of us lying beneath the stars while enjoying the peaceful quiet of the night.

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Six Months Ago

“I’m really nervous,” I told Jisung, pacing back and forth along the hardwood floors of my room.

“It’s just Changbin,” Jisung said, sifting through my closet for something to take back to his room. Apparently, Jisung claimed he would miss my scent too much, so I reluctantly gave him free rein of my closet.

“Changbin has never seen me on my heats,” I pointed out. “I’m practically delirious.”

“But it's adorable,” Jisung soothed, dragging out one of my favorite sweaters.

“It’s embarrassing,” I countered. “You used to laugh at me.”

“I don’t anymore,” he teased, protesting when I took the sweater from him.

“Pick something else!”

Jisung tattered, grabbing one of my jackets instead. “Your heat might hit tonight if you’re not careful.”

“I’m under control,” I assured him, but I still decided that sitting on the bed might be a better alternative to my incessant pacing.

“Changbin is really excited,” Jisung said, sniffing the collar of my jacket. “He hasn’t stopped talking about it all week.”

“Well, I hope he doesn’t have high expectations. You know how messy it gets.”

“I don’t think he’ll care, princess,” Jisung explained. “I think Changbin is just glad you’re trusting him with this.”

Leave it to Jisung to always remind me when I was acting irrationally.

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“I haven’t had sex in two weeks,” I vented to Amelia the next morning, leaning against her body for support as we walked through the woods.

“Join the club,” she muttered. “Hyunjin has been too busy with NCT.”

“Alphas,” I chimed in, grateful I had managed to convince my three mates to allow me permission to walk alone with Amelia for a while.

“And Lila wants to mate one?” she grimaced.

“She’d be better off alone,” I concurred, wondering if it was too late to convince Lila to dump Haechan and stay here with us.

Amelia sighed. “It’s hard to believe Jisung could say no to you.”

“That was before a lion tried to tear my leg off.”

“So they’ve friend-zoned you because of your injury?” Amelia queried, before nodding slowly. “That’s why they’ve been super aggressive lately. They haven’t had anyone to stick their knots in.”

“I’m not resisting,” I pouted. “I wish I had faster heat cycles.”

Amelia laughed at my dismay. “Trust me, you’re lucky you only get them 3 or 4 times a year. My heats always suck, even with Hyunjin.”

“That’s true, especially since I can’t control anything I say or do. It gives the boys more blackmail against me.”

“Jisung or Chan, sure,” Amelia relented. “But I can’t possibly imagine Changbin saying anything. Isn’t his job to be brooding?”

He might be brooding, but Changbin liked to tease too.

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Six Months Ago

I had fairly warned Changbin before my heat officially settled in. I told him that I’d probably say ridiculous things or act completely out of my element. He had laughed away my concerns. “I’ll take care of you, Angel.”

But I think he was still caught off-guard.

“Binnie,” I whined rather pathetically, a nickname I would later come to regret. I pawed at my sleeping mate, hand sneaking underneath the waistband of his sweatpants, squeezing at his cock.

Changbin was slow to rise, letting out a low moan as he reached down for my hand. “What time is it?” he asked groggily. But I had no idea how to answer him because time became irrelevant when I was lost in my headspace.

“I need a knot,” I told him, unrelenting in my efforts to get him hard, despite the look of exhaustion on his face.

“Alright, angel,” Changbin groaned, forcing himself to move over the top of my overheated body, leaning down to kiss me softly.

But I didn’t want Changbin’s soft kisses.

I wanted to feel the glide of his tongue against mine, and I really hated those stupid sweatpants he was wearing. I tugged at them, pulling at the drawstring while forcing my way past his lips. Changbin let out a noise of surprise, attempting to pull away, but he was completely unprepared for the way I chased after him, grabbing him roughly by the scruff of his neck to hold him in place while I resumed our frantic kisses.

I was struggling with his sweatpants, trying to push them down enough to free what I really wanted. However, to my frustration, the material was caught on the swell of his ass, and Changbin was far too gone in our passionate kiss to understand why I was whining into his mouth. But he wasn’t able to ignore the sudden appearance of my tears.

“What’s wrong, Myah?” he asked, lips swollen as he looked me over, trying to figure out what was going on.

“Binnie,” I sniffled, grinding up against him, panting at the friction I was creating. “Why won’t you let me have it?”

Changbin reclined back on his heels and I let out a pathetic cry, reaching out for him, even as he gently guided my hands back to my chest. “I’ll make it better, angel,” he promised, and I watched with delight as he worked his sweatpants down his firm thighs, kicking them into the floor. I could finally see his cock, erect against his abdomen, and my inner wolf practically howled in delight.

I instinctively released more pheromones and Changbin craned his neck back, eyes fluttering closed as the sweet smell started to cloud the air around us. I pushed his malleable form back against the bed, crawling down his body until I could pepper kisses around the sensitive skin of his thighs. I nosed my way closer to his arousal, the source of my desires, ready to do anything to get the knot my inner wolf craved.

Changbin let out a grunt when I took him into my mouth, tongue smoothly running over the leaking tip, tasting his bitter pre-cum. It was like Changbin was everywhere, his scent filling my nose while his taste coated my mouth, saliva dripping from my lips as I tried to take him in as much as I could, all the way down to the promising swell at his base.

“Myah,” Changbin warned, thrusting into my warm, eager mouth.

I hummed around him, knowing he would appreciate my efforts, and I wanted desperately to please Changbin. Every instinct was screaming at me to give him pleasure because then he would give me his knot.

Changbin growled, his scent shifting into something far more dominant, taking charge of the situation as he wrestled me onto my back, grabbing my hands and holding them above my head. “Look at you,” he sneered, teeth nipping at my jawline. They felt far sharper than usual.

Changbin made quick work of the rest of my clothes, hands gripping my thighs roughly as he parted them, breath hot against my folds. “Please,” I shamelessly begged him, and he didn’t tease, not like Jisung always did, but Changbin was always quick when it came to sex.

His tongue led a seductive trail up my slit and I watched with eager eyes as he lapped at my leaking arousal. He was growling again, sucking harshly at the tiny bud-shaped gland that brought the first wave of pleasure. I could feel it building in my abdomen, spreading all the way to my toes as they curled against the sheets. And as good as it felt, I knew Changbin could spend hours eating me out and that’s not what I needed from him.

I told him as much, pulling harshly at his thick black hair, urging him to give me the knot that was still steadily growing the longer we kept up this intimate foreplay. “Is that what you want, angel?” he finally snarled, eliciting a sharp yelp from me when he suddenly flipped me over onto my stomach, manipulating me into place as he closed in behind me, giving me no warning before his aching cock was sliding inside.

And I could already feel the knot, dragging against my inner walls.

His powerful torso was adding more pressure against my spine, one hand supporting himself, while the other grabbed my breast, squeezing with more force than he probably meant to allow. But every move went straight to my impending orgasm, so I didn’t really care. His grunts were right next to my ear, and his body was touching mine everywhere. I was drowning in Changbin, but it satisfied my primal urges, especially once his knot caught on my entrance, unable to leave my body now that we were connected. The movement also snapped the delicate string holding my orgasm back and I was now sobbing into the mattress, chanting his name as he continued to grind himself inside, emptying his release as deep as he could manage.

The instinct to breed fulfilling both of our desires.

“Binnie,” I cried, barely cognizant of his efforts to lay me down on my side, breathing heavily against the back of my neck.

“I got you, angel,” he said, voice still husky from our coupling.

“It’s good,” I trembled, sniffling back the promise of fresh tears as I clenched tightly around his engorged cock. “Don’t take it.”

Changbin chuckled. “I can’t really do that right now, angel. We’re stuck like this for a while.”

“It’s mine,” I grumbled, instinctively leaning in closer to his warmth. “My knot.”

“Better than Jisung, right?” Changbin ventured, laughing when I nodded my head, arching my neck back just enough to inhale more of his scent. He released more of the pheromones I craved and I whimpered at its effect on my body. “Binnie, huh?” he suddenly questioned, hand smoothing its way down my hip. “I like it.”

I started purring at his praise, which would have humiliated me under any other circumstances, but not when I felt so content. “I’m not going to let you forget this, Myah,” He snickered, digging his fingers into my fleshy thigh.

I was under a heat-induced coma and didn’t really care.

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[ohoshi]

omg first i need to talk about nct at song festival (gayo daechukjae) umm first of all mark and taeyongs rap was so good but ofc we all knew they would kill it. and then in nct U class, teacher taeyong looked so good...the way he bit that pointer stick thing in the beginning was so sexc (and the hair and the glasses ahdsfasjf) 😳 but also sungchans rap in that?? i was not expecting that but why am i even surprised anymore.. and also misfit live?? i loved nct's school uniform concept too for some reason ahahaha

and then xiaojun in resonance!! wow yes go shine xj!!! (also idk why but i found it so funny when it was doyoung's turn after xj, but xj was kinda blocking dy (who was really walking with a PURPOSE) so dy lightly pushed him out of the way) and then omg shotaro!! offstage he is so 😊 but damn in hard carry he was so good!! ahh and then also the thing where all the kpop artists at gayo daechukjae sang that song was so cute (i smiled so hard when nct came up 🥺)

yea for my job situation i think it will be okay, i talked to some people i know/mentors about it too and i think things will work out...they always do in the end right? 😊 now about anime LOL this is making me wanna start/rewatch an anime now hahahah! honestly i kind of have phases where i alternate between kdramas and animes, but i havent rly watched anime much lately besides haikyuu (which i was also surprised was still airing (but it's only season 2 so far?)). kpop (aka NCT) has been consuming my life lmao but im here for it 😂

weightlifting fairy was also my first kdrama!! yes i can totally give u some kdrama recs! besides the ones i mentioned before (which are most of my top ones), i also liked chicago typewriter, marriage not dating (i love the fake relationship trope hahaha), dinner mate, sky castle (it's kinda intense but it's so good and an iconic kdrama), cheer up, another miss oh, kingdom (if you like zombie things)...i heard startup is good and i want to watch it soon too! also i continued watching more of uncanny counter these past few days and i love it (but it's ongoing so no binging)

okay now svt: i watched some of your recs and youre so right all their choreos are so satisfying?! i also actually agree with you about black on black, i liked black on black and it was cool but it only featured like 5 members lmao and in the svt choreos it does feel like all of them are featured in some way in each performance? plus their choreos are just so great to watch!! also i've had left and right stuck in my head since i watched it LOL but i agree it's objectively better than dynamite (not an army though; also pls nobody come at us for this lmaoo)

also super random but can you tell me who is the one in the red/purple plaid shirt in the svt home dance practice?? i am kinda attracted by his dance moves LOL and i havent learned names yet 😭 i will continue watching all ur svt recs though hehehe and update you on the status of my fangirling :))

omg wait also i would never have guessed that you're not an english speaker just from these messages!! how did you know that i was prob a native speaker haha (i guess *technically* cantonese is my first language, but then i learned english in school so now i'm obviously more native in that lol and english is the only language i can read/write in)

OMGGF IKR as a multi stan i really enjoyed the rap collab especially because i really love monsta x's rap line (esp i.m!!! his rapping skill 😍) and of course mark and taeyong!!!! 😭 our boys 😭 our golden rappers 😭 SLAYED IT! omg the nct u got me 😳 taeyong looked so good???? wtf? and also sungchan? damn that boy keeps surprising me! the interesting part to me was when one member(johnny if i remember correctly) bumped into taeyong but it was done on purpose and how he uhhh kinda shook his body and his head but it all looked so cool and he never stopped rapping!!! love how they all 'performed' misfit manifesting wild teenagers in school (as they are tbh) IT WAS SO FUN AND COOL!!!

XIAOJUN!!!!!!!!!!!!! WAS SO!!!!!! GOOD!!!!!!! THE CONFIDENCE??? THE STAGE PRESENCE????? XIAOJUN CENTER???? XIAOJUN BEING RELEVANT????? i live 😭 he was so good he looked so good i was so happy and i'm so proud of him 😭 from here the only way to go is up! i hope he keeps surprising us! and omg i haven't noticed that part when doyoung pushed him bc he blocked him?? and i just rewatched it and it looks funny 🤣 but they held everything professionally 😌  no surprises there 😌

OH MY GOD THE HARD CARRY PERFORMANCE!!!!!!!!! first of all our boy shotaro DAMN 😳 he looked so good you couldn’t say that he just debuted a few months ago!! such a dancing machine! (but honestly i am not surprised because in make a wish he was rly good and he debuted as a dancer i expected from him to be good™ as he is!) and i love the duality od him <3 yk that kind of idol that you want to protect at all cost but the next second they're the one you seek protection from? yeH sign me uP! and don't even get me started on hyunjin, juyeon and moonbin!!!!! but i mean all 3 of them are main dancers of course they would look good™ 😌 (yeah shotaro performed with 3 main dancers of 3 different groups i mean the honor??????)

the end of the festival was so wholesome! It was a serotonin boost and me too i also smiled the whole time! so cute 😭 and ot23 were cutiesssss

yes! everything will work out in the end! don't stress about it!<3 oh haikyuu only has 2 seasons? wtf hsgsjsgs ok then i just watched when it had like 13 episodes, WHEN IT FIRST CAME OUT that's when i watched it lmao

OMG OK I HAVE WRITTEN DOWN ALL OF THESE DRAMAS (and from the previous ask) IN MY NOTES SO FAR im mostly excited about the fake relationship one 👀 i love fake relationship trope, too 🤧 oh no binging?? is that your thing?? usually i love to wait for the show to finish airing and then i binge watch it in a few days (or one day depends how busy i am)

SEVENTEEN!!!!: yeah all of their choreos are so satisfying (pointing this out one more time) they always pay attention to details (for example in home, bc you're familiar with it, they even choreograph the hands and pay attention to them while most of the other kpop choreos very often freestyle the whole arms sjagaj) here's a fun fact abt svt that makes me love them so much agsgsj: they're self produced! they produce their own music and they even come up with their own choreos!! (of course not on their own, woozi is a producer but he's not making songs on his own he coproduces them with [a producer name bc i guess that's irrelevant but if you’re curious: bumzu], they come up with their own choreo (to be precise, hoshi does! he is 1/2 main dancers in group and he is the main choreographer! he doesn't do everything on his own of course, he gets help from the rest of the performance team (which is a svt subunit consisted of their 2 main and 2 lead dancers: hoshi, dino, the8, jun) and of course some other infamous kpop choreography teams) and i think that, by now, all the members were credited at least once for the lyrics

I'M SO GLAD YOU HAVE LEFT AND RIGHT STUCK IN YOUR HEAD HAGSJSSGSG but i mean of course you would it's soo good and soo catchy (yeahhh no worries, this army has already gotten minor hate for having controversial opinions™ and for criticising her faves so idc anymore 💁🏻‍♀️ it's my opinion as a dancer and i stand by it, even can't you see me by txt is better than dynamite so literally 3 dance performance were better!!!! in a way!!!! and neither of the 3 won!!! yes i am salty!!!!!)

the guy in the red/purple shirt (the center guy when they do the 3 dances for the first time right??) IS DINO!!!! he's the maknae and 2/2 main dancers in svt so!!! of course you would be attracted by his moves!!!!!! JSGSJSN i'm curious to see if you end up staning svt and biasing dino hsfsjsgsha

CANTONESE IS YOUR FIRST LANGUAGE? damn i thought you couldn’t get more interesting here's a dumb question: can you understand xiaojun, hendery and lucas without titles??? not that i would know if they ever speak cantonese in front of the camera for i don't know the difference between chinese dialects</3

[7hyuns]

minus points (1)

alternatively - nct (taeil -> jungwoo) members reacting to you trying to dom them but failing

a/n; this title?? irrelevant <3 also nct has too many members to put this into one post so what can you do!!!

taeil;

honestly probably doesn’t think too much of it. when you go to dom him he’s a little confused because you never usually try to be on top. but he’s pretty down for it, he doesn’t really mind at all. then when you start to to slow down and get whiny, he’d probably be lightly amused. he probably wouldn’t try and take over until you actually gave up by yourself because he thinks it’s kinda funny to watch the inner struggle ur going through. once he does take over though, he’d make sure to not tease you about it so you didn’t get too nervous to try and top him again. might mention it again later in passing like “oh but i thought you couldn’t be the dom lol” but not much more than that.

johnny;

you being the dom was probably because of some competition where he’d said something like “you could never dom me. you just couldn’t.” and you’d decide that trying to prove him wrong was a good idea. he’d probably look really smug even as you just started to get on top of him because he knows already that you’re not going to succeed. he’d even let you put handcuffs on him if you thought that would make it easier because he doesn’t think it’s gonna last very long at all. but then you’re kinda just like “alright what do i do now?” so johnny would tell you what to do next. and that would just go on until both of you were done. he’d probably tell you to let him out of the handcuffs and then he’d have you ride him. tbh you would never have dommed him at all but he’d be pretty cool with just letting you think that you were in charge because you looked so cute asking him for instructions.

taeyong;

ok so let’s just say for a second that he is in fact a dom. he’d be totally cool with you domming him because he loves to try new things and he’s kinda always wanted to try being the sub between you both. i think he’d be quite into it for the most part, so much so that he wouldn’t really recognise you starting to falter. there’s just something about how dark his eyes were and the look in them that makes you feel so submissive to him that you’d just kinda slow down, and wait for him to take over. it’d take him a hot minute to notice that you weren’t just teasing him but when he did he would think it’s so so cute and he’d just take over without saying anything about it.

yuta;

isn’t really into the idea of you being the dom in the first place but he really loves trying new things so he’ll begrudgingly accept. i don’t think he’d ever really get into the sub position but he’d let you have your fun. but the second you start to struggle and get whiny with him, he’s gonna start laughing. when you’re looking down at him with big wide eyes he’d grin up at you and say, “aw, is my baby struggling? does my baby need help?” and you’d respond weakly and tell him that you needed him to take over. but he’d just laugh, “you wanted this, didn’t you? if you really wanted my help, you’d be a little more apologetic.” and that’s probably when you realise that there was no way you were getting off without having to beg him.

kun;

definitely not one to be at all into it when you try to dom him. he’d immediately try and turn the tables until you asked if you could try and dom him, “just this once.” he’d still be reluctant but at the end of the day he’s very much focused on you when it comes to sex so he’d try it out. but you’d try and do certain things and he’d give you this one look that tells you that would be a bad idea. you’d try to pin his hands above his head at one point because they just keep going back to rest on your hips and control the pace. but as you lifted his hands he’d just stare you down until you let go of his wrists (even if later you’d be like “you could have just moved them anyway i’m not stronger than you” he’d be like “that’s not the point!!”). like johnny, he’s another one that wouldn’t ever have really lost the element of control, but he’d just be far less subtle about ordering you around. i also don’t think he’d necessarily find it cute, but he’d like that you weren’t actually able to dom him so it wasn’t gonna become a regular occurrence.

doyoung;

honestly, he’s also definitely not into it when you try to dom him. he doesn’t like the idea of letting you be in charge AT ALL lmao. and he’d make his displeasure very very apparent by immediately trying to get control back. and you’d really think that you could hold out and stay in charge if you just held out, but then he’d look at you and his eyes would look so dark and his features were drawn in subdued anger and you’d just mumble a little, “sorry,” and press your face into his neck. and he wants to still be angry at you but he just can’t stop thinking that what you had done was so cute that he’d just flip you over and say, “it’s okay, babygirl. i know you didn’t mean it, huh?”

ten;

i know i said i thought he was a sub, but i’m starting to think he’s a switch. so when you take over during a make out session he’s totally into it. and you think you’ve succeeded and really done something when he’s closing his eyes and letting his head drop back so you can kiss his neck. and like, he’s honestly having the time of his life and for a while so are you. but then he looks back at you with his eyelids low and he’s checking you out with these really warm bedroom eyes and you just kinda whine at him because you don’t know what else to do. he’d notice then that you were getting a little whiny in general and he’d try and switch your positions to see if you pushed back, which you didn’t. i think he’d probably laugh at you a little and start kissing your neck as he mumbled a little, “i guess i’ll do everything for myself, huh?”

jaehyun;

i don’t think he’d be too surprised when you turned the two of you over so you could be on top. he would be quite curious as to what you would do if he let you be in control, though. but since he’d always be on top you wouldn’t really know what to do first, so you’d just be looking down at jaehyun trying to think of what you should do first. jaehyun would probably get pretty bored of waiting around quite quickly, so he’d put his hands on your hips and start to grind you against him. even as you started to whine and shuffle about on top of him, he’d still be looking up at you expectantly, maybe even humming a little, “you’re in charge, aren’t you?” even if he really doesn’t want you to try and take proper control because he thinks the way you look while you stare down at him with wide eyes and parted lips is the prettiest thing.

sicheng;

he’s relatively unbothered when you take control while you two are making out. it’s only when you move off of him and onto your knees in front of him that he starts to really care about whether he’s the dom or the sub. even then, he lets you do what you want for a little while, remaining relaxed until you start to tease him. he doesn’t even consciously think about it when he threads his hands through your hair and pulls you away from him. but he’d be staring down at you with dark eyes as he said, “tease me again and you can get yourself off for the next month.” and his voice is practically a growl and that’s when you start behaving for him again. he wouldn’t really think it’s cute, but he’d definitely much prefer it when you were listening to him intently.

jungwoo (where are you son come home me and your dad love and miss y-);

i honestly picture him as a sub butttt; maybe one day you’d come home with him from some fancy event and you’re in this really cute get up and you’d been teasing him under the table the whole night so he’s kinda frustrated. and he’d push you up against the wall as soon as you got home, even if he wasn’t intending on domming you. but you’d just think he looked so good when he was irritated and when he let you drop away from the wall you wouldn’t try and do anything to take over again. and he’d be looking at you quite expectantly but you’d just be staring back at him with big wide eyes. he’d cup your cheek and tilt his head at you and mumble a tiny little, “do you wanna be my baby tonight?” and you’d nod at him and he’d give you this nervous little smile as he lifted you up to take you back to your room.

[nakasmoto]

@nctbossmv

[ahhyuck]

Taeyong - Smile (F)

request: Hi~, could I request an NCT scenario where the main character is cold to strangers, has a hardcore resting bitch face, appears really strong and independent, maybe a bit manly?, but she jokes around a lot with her few close friends, and has a beautiful smile, when she finally does smile. I don’t have a specific member in mind, just whoever you think would be attracted to her and be up of for the challenge of getting her :)

a/n: finally writing about an older member lmao

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oof this was hard to right for some reason

okay so taeyong has been a part of your friend group for a while

he had some mutual friends but the two of you haven’t really talked

the most interaction you’ve had was at a party when you were both drunk

this is mostly because he is intimidated by you

he doesn’t know you also feel intimidated by him

he just has such a strong face

but every time he has seen you you have never smiled

naturally, you are a very happy person

but you have a bad case of rbf

you highkey look like you just murdered someone

but on the inside your like “uwu” and “puppies”

you also seem like a loner to him

whenever someone offers you help you decline immediately

you always insist you can do it yourself even if you are physically not capable

when you were moving out of your old apartment you invited Ten to help and he asked tae to join

I mean he’s not one to decline very much so he decided to tag along

when they arrived they saw most of the moving of boxes done already

taeyong was amazed

he didn’t know how a small girl like you could lift up the many boxes without breaking apart

“here, let me grab that”

ten would try to grab it out of your hands but you dodged him

eventually you would give in and let him help

okay so all of your friends are hanging out

it’s sorta just a kickback

you are chatting it up with you closest friend making random irrelevant comments

“lollipops are so weird, your just swallowing your flavored saliva”

your friend falls into a fit of giggles

this tempts you to also start laughing but you only let out a small smile

it’s not very noticeable

almost like a little smirk

but then your friend starts making egg puns

and boi do you love yourself some egg puns

you start dying of laughter gaining the attention of some people around you

it’s such a rare occurrence for you to show any emotion many people were confused

taeyong was especially confused

he was awestruck more than anything else

he didn’t understand how a humans smile could be so perfect and beautiful

your teeth might not be perfectly straight, but it fit your face so perfectly

he was wondering if you were some angel that fell from heaven

he smiled at himself, thinking about ways to get you to smile

imma do a flash forward cause I don’t want it to get boring

okay so after that night you and taeyong started to talk a bit

he still has yet to see you smile since the last time

but he has gotten pretty close

he found out your actually a really sweet person

you might not be the girliest but that’s what made you unique

the two of you were sitting at a small cafe

sipping on you coffee

he was telling jokes trying to make you even flash the tiniest of grins

this went on for several minutes until finally

he said an egg pun

you burst out laughing clutching your stomach

he admired you from across the table in awe

“you smile is really beautiful, you should do it more often”

[cannedapricot]

Barista! Natamoto Yuta

ft. a cute taeil! i figured i should get this request from anon done before christmas so here’s a short cute christmasy barista yuta!

JoY tO tHe WoRlD

CHRISTMAS IS JUST AROUND THE CORNER Y’ALL GET FESTIVE

SO!!!

yuta works at a small hole in the wall cafe

it’s literally called “hole in the wall”

it’s a very simple cafe which people tend to miss when they walk by

it’s not as crowded as starbucks when the pumpkin spice latte comes out 

but it’s not dead ok

there’s a handful of people that come :’)

othERWISE BARISTA! YUTA WOULD GO POOR AND QUIT BIEAFBDIS

our takoyaki prince actually loves that it’s not crowded

i mean,,,, as a transfer college student,,,, hE JUST WANTS TO EARN MONEY WHILE DOING NOTHING LIKE THE REST OF US

all he does on his shift is make a few coffees, maintain his clean work space and charm his customers so they tip him

liSTEN

THE BOY MADE THE MISTAKE OF WORKING AT STARBUCKS ONCE

N E V E R A G A I N

THE AMOUNT OF PEOPLE WAS WAY TOO OVERWHELMING 

also so many people were talking on their phones while ordering

and it pissed him off lol

so he quit and started working at hole in the wall thanks to barista! taeil’s recommendation

and he’s never been so relaxed while earning money :’)

the shop is five minutes from the dreamie’s school

and they drop by every so often

and boss yuta around because,

“i’M PAYING YOU FOR THIS”

yuta nearly strangled haechan but barista but also son of the manager! taeyong was glaring at him

and yuta’s already been warned about bad customer service from last time when he gave doyoung a carrot instead of the pastry he ordered

the end of year is s t r e s s f u l

because wow finals f u n

so yuta tends to take a break from the shop when finals roll around

but the manager (also the pastry chef) also lets every other collage student take a break 

so all that’s left is the manager, full time barista! taeil and pastry chef apprentice! mark :’)

coincidentally, you were stressing over finals as well

finding the perfect place to study was quite the task

the school library was full and the wifi was slow asf thanks to the 5732 students there at once

the cafe close to campus was stuffy and rowdy

and your dorm had w a y too many distractions

yOU JUST WANTED A PLACE TO STUDY WHY IS IT SO HARD :’CC

you discover hole in the wall one day while returning from the cafe near campus

it got way too noisy for your liking

so you just decided 

fuck it

and left :’)

you had also nearly missed it when you walked by but you caught the sight of a bunch of rowdy school boys walking in

and decided heY WHY NO T

the bell chimed as you opened the door

and you were greeted by the simple and warm decor of the small shop

the only people there were the bunch of high schoolers, the staff, and two other studying students

you stepped up near the counter, squinting your eyes at the menu lol

turns out, the boys in front of you were having a nice long chat with another boy who was almost entirely covered in flour

you kinda stood there awkwardly for a while bECAUSE INTERRUPTING THEM WOULD BE RUDE

until another man walked to the front of the store

“um,,, mark,,, do you realise we have a new customer behind your squad??”

mark peeks his head over the dreamies and realizes oH SHIT WE DO

and proceeds to shoo the dreamies to a table :’)

“i’m so sorry,,,,,i wasn’t expecting- i mean i we were expecting customers but- ,,,,we just haven’t had anyone new come in for a while,,”

BITCH YOU CAN’T HELP BUT LET OUT A SMILE

THE KID WAS ADORABLE

and so you order your choice of coffee (or tea!) and a piece of cake!!

which makes mark light up becaUSE HE MADE THAT CAKE AND HE’S REALLY PROUD OF IT

“TAEIL YOU HEAR THAT?”

“i’M ON IT MARK”

communication at it’s finest

the flour boy introduces himself along with all the others in the shop currently

the barista who told him you were here? that’s taeil!

the two students studying? that’s doyoung and johnny!

the bunch of highschoolers?

“oh they’re irrelevant” 

smiling to yourself, you choose to sit at the table close to counter

maybe you’d find yourself being a regular here!11!!1

and so you do lol

you find yourself coming everyday!

and you also found yourself becoming closer with the other regulars and two of the staff lol

you even decorated the shop for christmas with them!!

and forced them to add christmas hats to the uniform :’’’)

i love wholesome families :’’’’’’’’)

remember how this is a yuta fic?

yeaH LETS GET HIM SCREENTIME REAL QUICK

after the finals were over, yuta, taeyong and johnny return to the cafe in glory1!1!!

and after serving the dreamies, you turn up

yujohnyong were like “ooOOOOOH NEW CUSTOMER!!”

but the others were like,

“y/n!!! welcome back!!”

????

THERE’S A REGULAR THAT YUTA DOESN’T KNOW????

THIS CAN’T HAPPEN

so

yuta slides up to mork and asks,,

“who’s y/n?”

“oh, they became a regular when you left to study lol”

fffffffFFFFFFFF

then yuta slides up to the counter, elbowing taeil out of the way to do so

“hey! so i hear you’re a regular!!”

shoots 10000000000 watt smile

“uh,,,, yeah,,,,”

“so what’s your usual order?”

“u,,,m,,,, taeil knows so can i have him do it?”

yuta’s confidence: -100

iTS O K

“orrrrrr you can tell me and i’ll make it for you!!”

but you’re already sitting at your table lol

THE OTHER BOYS ARE CRACKING UP BEHIND HIM LOL

as taeil finishes your order, yuta snatches it up with a piece of cake and heads toward your table

NAKAMOTO YUTA WILL NOT HAVE A REGULAR NOT RECOGNIZE HIM 😤😤😤

“oh i didn’t order cake!!!”

“it’s part of out christmas promotion right now!! don’t worry!”

and he plops down in the chair in front of you

yuta can feel taeyong’s glare on him but hE CAN’T DO ANYTHING

THIS IS GOOD CUSTOMER SERVICE OK

but the gaze melts away as taeyong’s favorite customer, sicheng, comes in with ten

yuta then happily strikes up a conversation with you!

“are you sure it’s ok,,,”

“it’s fine!!! there’s not many customers anyways lol”

and you two talk until the cafe closing time

but on your way home, you realize,,,

yOU FORGOT TO ASK FOR HIS NUMBER???

GOOD JOB Y/N

the first thing you do back at your dorm is scream into your pillow

your dormmate asks you what’s wrong

“I CAN’T BELIEVE I MISSED THE CHANCE TO GET A CUTIE’S NUMBER SEGSRHEERGEH”

i relate

the same thing repeats everyday for a week

you show up at the cafe, yuta makes conversation with you, and you go home realizing that yOU FORGOT TO ASK HIM ABOUT HIS NUMBER AGAIN

LOOK YOU GET TOO CAUGHT UP IN THE CONVO OK

but you’re starting to think,,,,,

maybe he’s not as interested in you as you’re interested in him,,,,

becaUSE HE HASN’T ASKED YOU FOR YOUR NUMBER EITHER???

little do you know,,,

yuta’s screaming to his bros when they’re closing up the shop

“wHY HASN’T SHE ASKED FOR MY NU M B E R”

“lmao ask her yourself”

“ICAN’TDOTHAT WHATIFSHEDOESN’TLIKEME”

and 

johnny’s lowkey done with yuta lol

the next week, christmas eve, you go to the shop per usual

REPEATING TO YOURSELF THAT YOU H A V E TO ASK FOR HIS NUMBER

but when you get there, yuta’s nowhere to be seen

taeil takes your order instead of yuta,,, who’s started to take your orders whenever you showed up

“hey,,,, taeil,,, where’s yuta?”

taeil cracks a mysterious smile while making your beverage

“who knows”

loL YUTA’S IN THE BACK WITH JOHNNY CALMING HIM DOWN

johnny had come up with this plan and yuTA’S DOUBTING HI M

YUTA’S 10000% SURE THAT JOHNNY’S GONNA SCREW HIM OVER

hmmmm what plan??? 🤔🤔🤔

leTS FIND OUT!!!11!1!

taeil comes around the counter with your chosen beverage and a huge sparkly present box???

“this is for you!!”

?????

opening the box, you see a note with a phone beside it

“hey pretty baby ;) your christmas present is me ;;) but i’ll need your number before you can receive the real present ;;;)”

.......

you read it aloud

and the whole cafe heard LMAO

the dreamies are REALLY embarrassed SVBFOSV

AND YUTA BURSTS THROUGH THE DOOR

“I KNEW JOHNNY WAS DOING ME DIRTY”

stomping his way towards you, yuta leans on your table

staring into your eyes he says,

“i like you,,, as in my heart beats faster when i see you like, even if you don’t like me the same way could you give me a chance?”

tHERE WAS NO HESITATION IN HIS VOICE

“a-are you sure?”

“biTCH DID I STUTTER???”

“uM OK LETS GIVE IT A TRY”

THE WHOLE CAFE STARTS WOLF WHISTLING 

AND CONFETTI IS THROWN (thanks to johnny who had went to the party shop last night)

through the whole mess, yuta smiles apologetically and says,

“sorry it wasn’t romantic at all, i wanted it to be nicer but johnny planned this and-”

you shut him up with a kiss on his cheek

“it’s fine, i love it the way it is”

merry christmas eve!! if it’s not as fluffy or christmasy enough,,,, i’m sorry aaaa i wrote most of this at the christmas party i was at !! also yuta’s lowkey ooc here ahhahahahahahahhHAHHAHAHA

finally my first nct scenario!! i bet y’all forgot i write for nct as well sefbabodbf but anyways!! have a very merry christmas and a happy new year!!