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[eunoiiz]

☁︎—[6:22pm].

you hadn’t even peered up from your phone when he pressed a kiss goodbye to your forehead. his keys jingled as he lifted himself back up to rest his hands on his hips, you just knew he was pouting down at you.

“ignore me will you, baby?” jaemin joked, a smile on his face when you looked up. still, he felt that you two had been distant lately, and honestly, you had been. the stress of everything caught up to you, college and family issues. everything personal eating at you.

you stood, turning off your phone and slipping it into your back pocket. “i’m sorry, jaems.” you pecked his lips. his arms settled around your waist, bringing you closer to him. once yours warped around his shoulders, he kissed your forehead once again and pulled back.

“i’m heading out for work now, okay? i love you.” jaemin stepped back, trailing his hands down your arm and grabbing your hand to press a quick kiss to your knuckles.

you still loved him, really, you did. you’d just been so distant. hopefully you could still make it up to him.

“i love you too, jaem.” you smiled and waved back, but you were drawn back to your phone just seconds later. scrolling like you had been.

and now, you regret it more than ever.

your hope is gone. you can’t make it up to him.

you can’t even reach for his hand through the grass and dirt, through the hard wood of his casket. it’s physically impossible, and you can only wish to be closer to him every night.

“i love you, jaem.” you whispered into the chilled air in front of his tombstone. it’s been 2 months already, but you lost track of time. it all blurred now.

“i’m sorry.” you stood from your kneeling position, and dusted your knees. you two were so distant lately, and it’s only so much worse now.

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apologies to those who follow me🙏🏽🙏🏽 i swear im working right now!!!

[eunoiiz]

thank you again !! 😼😽

🩷🍭🐙💭 📀

tagging — @tobiosbbyghorl

list five emojis you associate with yourself

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tags .ᐟ @your-mommy-ems @glowydiaries @binibby @jjsblueberry @lovethornes @midiosaamor @maybxlle @daystarpoet @auntiejohn @sororygilmore @haeerizm @inmyheaddd @gentlehue @xoxoivy13 @sweetreveriee @sweetnnaivete @catchmeonyourceiling @calamaroo @hers-underwraps @mooshie-blue @lost-in-reveriie @xoxoivy13 @xoxochb @caramelmiacchiato

[eunoiiz]

thank you for the tag !! @luv-rizzimura <3

1 — pretty scene girl! ˚˚˚ clover!

2 — weeknight ˚˚˚ starfall

3 — wildflower ˚˚˚ billie eilish

4 — darling, he lied ˚˚˚ bixby, starfall

5 — intentions ˚˚˚ starfall

6 — rock and roll ˚˚˚ the boyz

7 — hypnotized ˚˚˚ the boyz

8 — vegas ˚˚˚ doja cat

9 — don’t cry ˚˚˚ the boyz

10 — focus ˚˚˚ nct 127

tagging — uhhh i dont really have anyone TO tag ..!!! @tobiosbbyghorl i suppose 😭😭 but thank you sm for the tag bianca !!

Music Shuffle!

thank u for the tag @ebodebo and @lavenderdaisychain 😌💐

rules: shuffle your ‘on repeat’ playlist and post the first 10 songs, then tag 10 friends to do the same!

About You by 1975

Every Breath You Take by The Police

Til the sun goes up by So!YoON!

gloria by Kendrick Lamar & SZA

Strawberry Lemonade by j.pastel

yellow is the color of her eyes by Soccer Mommy

At Your Best (You Are Love) by Aaliyah

pueblo by wave to earth

CATFISH by Doechii

Come back to me by RM

no pressure tags: @indecisive-authors @heavysighing-dreamyeyes @batsycline69 @siddyyyyyyyy @in-som-niyah @justasimpleton-26 @sunnie-angel & anyone else who wants to join :)

[eunoiiz]

☁︎—special attire (part 2).

☁︎synopsis—texting the dreamies about ugly clothing.₊˚ෆ

☁︎genre—fluff. crack. smau. nct dream x reader. maknae line x reader. hyung line x reader ver.₊˚ෆ

☁︎warning—intended lowercase. swearing.₊˚ෆ

☁︎kassiddi’s note—other part cus i can’t put more than 10 pics in one post.. yeah!! erm enjoy perchance.₊˚ෆ

thank you for reading♡ i appreciate any interaction with my writing, i just do it for fun(⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

please do not steal for repost on any platform. i only publish these to tumblr under the username eunoiiz.

[eunoiiz]

☁︎—special attire (part 1).

☁︎synopsis—texting the dreamies about ugly clothing.₊˚ෆ

☁︎genre—fluff. crack. smau. nct dream x reader. hyung line x reader. maknae line x reader ver.₊˚ෆ

☁︎warning—intended lowercase. swearing.₊˚ෆ

☁︎kassiddi’s note—im actually so unfunny i physically can’t reread my own works. anyways.. enjoy⁉️.₊˚ෆ

thank you for reading♡ i appreciate any interaction with my writing, i just do it for fun(⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

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[eunoiiz]

gonna write smth that’s gonna be a LITTLE ironic in a way

[eunoiiz]

☁︎—ur best friend.

☁︎synopsis—your boyfriend’s best friend makes you feel ways he shouldn’t, and you just can’t help it.₊˚ෆ

☁︎genre—fluff. friends to lovers. boyfriend’s best friend!sunghoon x reader. inspired; song—ur best friend by kiana lede and kehlani.₊˚ෆ

☁︎warning—cheating. swearing. intended lowercase. make out/kissing. not proofread. wc˚˚˚890.₊˚ෆ

☁︎kassiddi’s note—running off with my music inspired fics… lego i guess?? also do not condone cheating YO.₊˚ෆ

the couch cushions sunk beneath you as you leaned into them, the couch of your boyfriend’s best friend.

you frequently hung around him, sunghoon, when jake, said boyfriend, wasn’t around. if he had soccer practice, or a family member to visit, or an appointment, he’d offer you to hang out with sunghoon—you’d all known each other for a few years, anyway.

“tea or coffee?” he chimed from the kitchen, on the opposing side of the kitchen island and interrupting your focus on the tv. a kettle steamed behind him, alongside two cups.

you laughed at him, rolling your eyes, “stupid, you know.” you replied, the same you always asked for. “uh huh.” he hummed, turning back around.

you eyed him as he made your beverages, then made his way over to the couch right next to you.

his fingers brushed yours as he handed you the drink, his touch sent shockwaves up and down your spine—a feeling you’ve been trying to ignore for a few months now. it was wrong, you knew it. yet, you couldn’t help the butterflies that fluttered around in your stomach.

the way he constantly made you smile, even if it were just a “hi” text from him, or how your heart jumped when he called you. anything he made you feel.

it was all wrong.

and you knew it, that you shouldn’t be fantasizing about the feeling of his lips against yours, or his fingers interlocked with your fingers.

the couch shifted, sunghoon moving around. you heard him chuckle. “don’t let it get cold now.” he joked, snapping you out of that other world of yours. “it won’t.” you laughed back, bringing the cup up to your lips.

“what’s been on your mind recently?” he questioned, making you freeze. you stared at him, his eyes never leaving the tv that had long drowned its audio from your ears. “n–nothing, why?” you stuttered out, those feelings filling you again when he looked at you.

he leaned in closer to you, poking at your forehead. “you seem so out of it recently—there’s usually nothing even here.” he pushed his finger lightly, snickering playfully.

“hoon, can i be honest?” you muttered, sliding the pad of your thumb around the rim of your cup, the liquid in it barely absent. he didn’t reply, but the way he stared back at you was enough to signal you to continue.

“i don’t think i feel..” you sighed, trailing off, in search of words. “the way i should about jake.”

“what?” he paused, he stared with a raised brow. you stared back, and it felt like forever before you spoke again.

“i don’t… like him, hoon.” you paused, picking up your cup and holding it against your bottom lip. “i like you.” you mumbled into your cup, as if it would silence (it did the complete opposite). you sipped.

he leaned his head against a fist, elbow against the back of the couch, eye remaining on you though yours avoided his. he sighed, mouth parting in search of words. (bro all the fucking time)

a grunt sounded from him before his reply, “this is wrong.” he placed his drink on his coffee table, then grabbed yours and did the same. you didn’t have anytime to process even that.

and no time to process the feeling of his lips against yours, in the matter of just a couple of seconds.

they were soft, and perfectly made for yours—how you wished this’d happened sooner, preferably before jake, who was currently at his mother’s unaware of your cheating with his best friend.

sunghoon’s left hand came up to cup your face, as his right rested on your thigh. yours found the back of his neck, and comfort in his soft, dark locks. his thumb smoothed against your cheek at the same time as he pulled you closer.

your lips continued to move in sync, giving in completely to each other. any thoughts of jake and your relationship pushed far in the back of your mind and buried under a pile of thoughts about sunghoon.

you both pulled away when an advertisement made its appearance onto the screen of his tv, his eyes staring into yours. you felt his forehead against your when he leaned back into you to press another peck against your lips.

what were you going to do now?

“honestly, i’ve liked you too—but you’ve been my best friend’s girlfriend. we shouldn’t be doing this, y/n.” he spoke, his hand trailing down to your collarbone. you hummed. “and honestly, i hate that you aren’t your best friend.” you pressed your nose against his, breaths mixing into each other.

he pecked your lips again, and you continued. “but it doesn’t matter now, we did what we just did. i don’t want jake.” he stared at your lips every time something left them. “then leave him.” he muttered.

“what other choice do i really have?” you chuckled, pressing another long kiss to his lips before pulling away entirely, linking his pinky with yours as you leaned back against the couch.

his head shook in your peripheral, a smile on his face. “or we could keep this going?” he shrugged. behind your boyfriend’s back, his best friend of years. it was thrilling, you must admit. regardless of your choice, it would be wrongful.

“we could.”

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ts is cute asl what !!!! niki is lit crazy i’m not sane why would you do this. 😕😕

Closing Time | nrk

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Order for @morganaawriterr ⋆˚✿˖°

One Romance Blend, They always meet at closing time. Coming right up!!

Brewed in late-night silence, where two strangers sip comfort under fairy lights. Folded in with stolen glances, the warmth of a shared routine, and one walk home under a sleepy sky. This cup is soft with slow-burn sweetness, stirred with quiet confessions and the kind of timing that feels a little like fate.

You first noticed him in the way you tend to notice people who become part of your routine slowly, quietly, and then all at once.

He was just some guy at first.

Always arriving a little before closing, grabbing a drink, settling into the table near the outlet you liked. You never spoke. Just coexisted under the same string lights and lazy jazz music of the nearly empty café.

Sometimes you’d both glance up at the same time and look away just as fast. Other times, you’d catch him tapping his pen to a beat only he could hear while pretending to study.

Weeks passed like that.

You didn’t know his name. He didn’t know yours. But somehow, it became a comfort the quiet presence, the unspoken familiarity, the way he always showed up around the same time as you.

And then one night, it changed.

You were packing up your things, yawning as you slung your bag over your shoulder, when a voice cut through the soft background music.

“Do you always stay this late?”

You looked up startled, a little confused and found him standing there, hands stuffed in his pockets, smile crooked.

“Only when I’m pretending to be productive,” you replied before you could overthink it.

He laughed a warm, genuine sound that made your shoulders drop.

“I’m Ni-ki,” he said, holding out a hand like you weren’t two college students awkwardly bonding at 10 p.m. in a half-closed café.

You took it, smiling. “Y/N.”

After that, it became something more.

He’d save you the window seat if he got there first. You’d offer him the last brownie at the counter. He started asking how your day was; you started noticing the way his eyes lit up when he talked about dance rehearsals or how bad he was at calculus.

One night, it rained.

And you were the last two left, as usual.

He offered to walk you back to your dorm, saying something about “It’s creepy out,” and “I don’t trust the wind tonight.”

You said yes.

The walk was slow, filled with small talk and laughter, his hoodie pulled over his head, yours too big and slipping past your fingers.

And right when you reached your building, under the soft glow of the dorm porch light, he stopped.

“You know,” he said, scratching the back of his neck, “I didn’t even notice you at first.”

You raised a brow, teasing. “Wow, thanks.”

He grinned. “No, I mean like, I thought we were just two strangers with the same weird nighttime habits. But then one day you weren’t there and—” he hesitated, “it felt off.”

You blinked. “I had the flu.”

“Yeah,” he laughed, “the barista told me. I felt stupid for asking.”

Silence stretched for a second before he spoke again, voice gentler this time.

“I think I like you.”

Your breath caught.

He was looking at you like he wasn’t trying to be smooth. Just honest. A little nervous. A little hopeful.

And you smiled, stepping just a little closer.

“I think I like you too.”

Now, when the bell chimes at 8:57 p.m., you still smile the same way. But now he slides into the seat beside you, not across. Sometimes he holds your hand under the table. Sometimes he buys you hot chocolate without asking.

But always always he walks you home when the café closes.

And neither of you are strangers anymore.

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[eunoiiz]

what if i just make all my fics inspired off songs cus im boring like that.

[eunoiiz]

sometimes i wanna write for tbz but i feel like i only hold the inability to do that

[eunoiiz]

MY ASKS WERE OFF?????

the amount of stupid fucking typos in my carrd🙏🏽🙏🏽 spare me.

[eunoiiz]

the amount of stupid fucking typos in my carrd🙏🏽🙏🏽 spare me.

[eunoiiz]

☁︎—texts w/ nishimura riki.

☁︎synopsis—texting online best friend nishimura riki.₊˚ෆ

☁︎genre—online best friend!nishimura riki. fluff? crack? confident that reader is gender neutral.₊˚ෆ

☁︎warning—swearing. intended lowercase.₊˚ෆ

☁︎kassiddi’s note—double drop woah !!!! i feel like niki is simple to write for cus hes either a nonchalant dreadhead or the opposite.. hes been WILDDDD recently though wowza !!!!!! but i thought this would be super cutesy so here we are <3.₊˚ෆ

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[eunoiiz]

dropping again later today my inspo is highkey back‼️🙏🏽

[eunoiiz]

Okay here we go guys, another post... Ignore how horribly formatted this is, I'm still trying to figure out how Tumblr works and I barely have the time to post😭🫶 Thank you to my small amount of supporters, I don't know you all that well but I appreciate you following me and viewing my page!! Again I wrote this like three years ago so.... (@eunoiiz here you go! Finally get to tag you in something)

Ni-ki (Enhypen) x reader

Genre: angst and fluff

Warnings: argument (between two Enhypen members), Ni-ki talking down to himself poor boy I'm so mean, the word dumbass once, lemme know if I missed something!

When you were younger, your parents got into many arguments involving loud yelling, and it usually ended with your mother crying. This resulted in you crying as well. The fighting became much less as you got older, and your mother hadn't cried because of your father for a long time, but shouting, just the feeling that a yelling match was going to start, now always put you on edge.

Today, Ni-ki and Jay were having... a disagreement. You were in the living room with the rest of the boys while the argument got more and more heated in the kitchen. As none of you heard what they were saying until their voices were raised, there weren't any clues on what they were fighting about. You had all also decided not to intervene, believing that they would sort it out eventually (and none of you felt like getting yelled at either).

Jay had raised his voice plenty of times since you knew him, so once you heard him yell something, sure it scared you, but it wasn't unexpected. Ni-ki on the other hand was usually much quieter, and even when he got angry, he never had sounded at loud as he screamed then.

You flinched, bringing your hands up to cover your ears. The others quickly saw what happened and leaped to action. Sunoo and Jake immediately tried to comfort you as you grew paler and began shaking, calmly but swiftly taking you out of the room before the tears forming in you eyes began to fall. Sunghoon furrowed his eyebrows and glared towards the kitchen before quickly tidying up the living room and following suite. Meanwhile a pissed off Heeseung and Jungwon headed straight for the increasing voices of Jay and Ni-ki.

"Excuse us." They both said sternly, earning huffs and silence from the other two.

"We were just going to leave you alone and let your sort it out yourselves, but obviously that got you nowhere." Jungwon began. Heeseung continued, "I'm not sure if you two were aware of this or not, but Y/N does not do well regarding screaming matches, and you are the lucky winners who made her cry just now."

"Not only that," Jungwon said, "but the rest of us aren't so fond of hearing this either. We don't mind you needing to talk things out, but if you're going to yell, then at least do it somewhere where none of us can hear you."

He turned around and left, Heeseung following after saying, "I suggest not going upstairs to your bedrooms right now, Y/N's there and there's no way I'm letting you two dumbasses make this any harder for her."

The two were left in silence. Of course, they both knew that you didn't like yelling, and neither one of them meant to scare you, but they both still felt guilty, especially since at that point they had really just been yelling at each other for this or that.

Jay solemned up first, patting Ni-ki's shoulder. "Listen Riki, I'm sorry... I should've explained better instead of assuming like I know I do often, if you want to talk more later then I'm open to it, but I think we should take a break from each other for a while, hm?"

Ni-ki just nodded and whispered, "Okay... I'm sorry too. I should've listened and payed more attention. I'm going to be in the studio if you don't mind?"

"Sure, go ahead." Jay nodded before walking off. He made his way outside, figuring that a breath of fresh air and some time alone would benefit him.

Meanwhile Ni-ki found himself walking through the house and into their dance studio. Laying his back against the mirror, he slumped down and brought his knees up to his chest.

"How could I have lost control like that...?" Ni-ki murmured, talking to himself. "What was the point, I've never done that before. What Jay and I were arguing about wasn't that serious, why... I don't understand." Taking a deep breath, he stood up and turned to face himself in the mirror.

"And you were the first one she told her fears to, you know better than anyone how much happier she is now that she met us and got away. How could you've taken advantage of that?" He scoffed, pulling out his phone and walking towards the speakers. "Music. Music and dancing should help, right?"

Starting his playlist, he walked back to the center of the room, mumbling,

"You're ridiculous, Nishimura, what the hell were you thinking..."

An hour later

Ni-ki was still dancing, twisting and turning and flowing with the music that echoed around the room. Yet no matter how loud he turned up the volume or how hard he pushed to keep moving, the abundance of worry in his stomach just kept growing.

Were you okay? Were you scared of him now? Why hadn't anyone come to tell him what was going on? Why hadn't he gone to apologize yet? How could he keep dancing without checking up on his own girlfriend-?

Ni-ki tripped and fell to the ground, hard. He winced, rubbing where he hit his side on the tough floor as he stood up. Looking at himself in the mirror again, he thought,

Pathetic. You're here tripping over your own feet while you still owe your girlfriend a major apology. What the hell are you doing?

Ni-ki stumbled to his music and shut it off before leaving the room, almost bumping into Jay.

"She wants to see you." Jay said, "I just came from upstairs. Are you done in here?"

Ni-ki nodded back before continuing his trip. Once he reached your room, he gently knocked on the closed door. "Hello? It's me Riki, may I come in?"

He heard a quiet, "Yes" from inside and entered, walking over to sit on the edge of your bed.

After a bit of silence, he began. "I was on my way here when Jay hyung told me you wanted to see me...." He trailed off, and then swallowed before turning towards you. "I know more than anyone how afraid you are of arguments, and yet I didn't consider this earlier. I've realized that I've possibly made you uncomfortable or scared of me, which are emotions I-" He takes a shaky breath. "I never want you to associate me with fear. Yet, even with all of this being true, what happened.. happened. I understand and respect any and all of the time you need, just tell me so that I don't mess up again." He glanced at you before continuing. "...I will always be here when you need me, no matter when or where or how soon, I'm just a text away. I am so, so, so sorry for what I did earlier. Please get some rest, and I love you very much."

He began to stand up, but paused when you caught the end of his hoodie sleeve. "Wait, don't go just yet." You murmured. He adjusted while you sat up to face him.

"...I- I accept your apology." You said. "While it was scary for me... I've decided that I need to grow stronger. Thanks to you guys it's been years since any major arguments have happened around me, yet I feel sorry that you sometimes have to bottle up your feelings because of this. I've come to realize that letting it all out, even through yelling, is healthy. Of course, I'll still need time to get used to raised voices, but I don't want to be terrified anymore when I know there's nothing to be scared of. I trust you guys..." you looked up at Ni-ki's listening expression, "...I trust you. I don't have to be scared of you, and I know that, so don't be worried of scaring me away."

You reached for him, but before you could complete the hug yourself he swiftly wrapped his arms around you and buried his face in your neck.

"I'll be here through every step of the way," he said as he gave you a little squeeze, "so put all of the trust you want in me."

You hugged him back, saying, "I will. Thank you."

[eunoiiz]

☁︎—texts w/ park sunghoon.

☁︎synopsis—texting best friend park sunghoon. ₊˚ෆ

☁︎genre—best friend!sunghoon. fluff. kinda comfort in the last 2. implied fem reader in the last 2. ₊˚ෆ

☁︎warning—swearing. intended lowercase. period mention. ₊˚ෆ

☁︎kassiddi’s note—this was all done within an hour i was bored hella and need to upload bc writers block is hitting hella rn acc.!!!! never done this before and had no inspo but lego?? (its 1am). ₊˚ෆ

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