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[nonranghaes]

hi so its me im the anon who requested the last jun pic and proceeded to fangirl at how quick u wrote it cuz idc what u say that's mother behavior can I be 🌷 anon-?

yes of course!! <3

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HOW DO U COOK UP FICS THAT GOOD THAT FAST EXCUSE MEEEE//?/////////??

hehe practice >:3

[nonranghaes]

me whenever i post a fluffy jun fic: oh junes gonna be devastated by this one <3

[nonranghaes]

heads up! husband!jun.

sometimes you think you've married an alarm clock. jun's always been the one who wakes up early, and it's the sound of him coming back to your shared bedroom that rouses you awake. he makes his way over to your side of the bed, reaching out to caress your cheek.

"honey?" he says. "it's time to get up."

you squeeze your eyes shut. "it's saturday. i can sleep in."

he chuckles, endeared by your attempt to get more sleep yet again. "we've already slept in. i thought you wanted to go out for breakfast?"

you just blindly reach through the air until you find his face, and then move to hook an arm around him. "we can go out for brunch instead."

"honey--"

you finally open your eyes, mustering up the best puppy dog eyes you can as you gaze up at him. you wrap your other arm around him, trying to draw him in for some morning snuggling. "come cuddle instead?"

unfortunately for you, jun is immune to your puppy dog eyes now. he just chuckles, leaning in to press a soft kiss against your lips. "i'd say yes, but we still have things to do today." you almost groan because he's right, the two of you planned out the errands you needed to run over dinner last night, but jun just kisses your forehead. "are you tired?"

you nod quietly, deciding to give up the game: work was a little harder than it normally is this week, and you're feeling the effects of that stress now. "a little."

"then rest a little more," jun easily untangles himself from your arms. "okay? i'll go take a shower. you should have just said you were tired," his voice has softened now. your puppy dog eyes might not work on him, but he's always concerned about your well being.

you reach for his hand, drawing it in so you can press a kiss against his knuckles. "i love you." and before he can fully move away, you hold onto his hand tighter. when he looks back, you give him the puppy dog eyes again, tapping at your lips.

he chuckles warmly, and leans in to kiss you one more time, gentle as ever. "good morning."

[nonranghaes]

miss gurl we need more jun fics!!!!!

[ur literally the only writer who could help my jun-rot]

ill see what i can do :3 <3

[nonranghaes]

im literally so unwell and sick (positively) everytime u post any nct or svt thoughts that i had to turn notifs on

this is sweet ty <3

[nonranghaes]

meal prep dangerous 😔

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heads up! minor injury, food mentions

vernon smooths a bandage around the side of your palm, fingers lingering there a few extra seconds as he glances up to meet your gaze. “y’know that knife is pretty sharp.”

“vernon.” you know what he’s doing.

he holds his hand up where there’s a bandaid around the tip of his index finger. it has cartoon stars on it, matching the wide bandage you have since you bought the cuter ones to make using them a little nicer. “remember?”

he’s parroting your words back at you from when you patched him up the other day. but you just lean in, kissing where the bandaid is before drawing back. two can play at this game. “i know. i’m a dummy—”

with a playful roll of his eyes, he draws your hand up so he can kiss the bandaged spot on the side of your palm. “my dummy, but sure.” he smiles at you, fingers curling around your hand. “just be careful.”

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it's weird that you don't call out to jun when he comes into your apartment. jun knows that you know he was coming over at some point to spend time with you, and usually you greet him in some way when you hear the apartment door unlock. he's a little earlier than he planned, but you told him to 'come over whenever' and now he's a little worried that you didn't mean it. he quietly slips into the pair of slippers that stays here at your place, and makes his way further into your apartment to set down the bag of groceries he brought on your kitchen counter. your bedroom door is open, but the tiny room you use as a home office is open just a sliver.

he makes his way over, leaning in to listen for a moment... only to hear your voice. there's a little strain to it as you struggle through a sentence, and it clicks all at once: you're speaking chinese. albeit not very well (it's clear to jun that this is one-hundred percent new to you), but you're still trying. your pronunciation is a bit clumsy, but he can hear the way you try to use the right tone with what you're saying...

when did you start learning this much? jun had taught you little things in the past--the absolute basics, really, plus a few other little phrases that veer into his own cheesy need to hear you say sweet things--but this...? he steps back from the door. why hadn't you told him? you could have told him and he'd happily help you learn. but he trusts you: you must have your reasons to keep this a secret, so he won't push. he steps away, deciding to busy himself with getting ingredients put away--or set up for the two of you to cook together, in case you're hungry now.

then he knocks a cup into the sink, and immediately he hears you coming out of your office. relief crosses your face when you see it's just jun, and you lean against the open doorway.

"i didn't know you were here." you pause, and then he sees you get hit with realization. "... how long were you here?"

"i just got here," he says. it's technically the truth, isn't it? he's only been here for a few minutes. "were you working?"

you nod. "yeah. just had to answer a phone call," you lie to him, but he just nods and acts like he doesn't know that. you come up to his side, wrapping an arm around him. "is this for lunch?"

he leans over to you and presses a kiss against your cheek. "are you hungry?"

"mhm," you just snuggle in for a moment, enjoying his presence. "you should teach me more recipes you learned from your mom sometime."

jun finds himself smiling already. was that what this all was...? an attempt for you to understand him better? to show that you care for him so much that you want to know his culture, too? "i'd love to," he says softly, and wraps an arm around you to tug you closer to his side. "only if you teach me things you learned from your family, too."

then he'll make more efforts to understand you and your background, too. just to show you that he loves you as much as you love him.

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heads up: ldr fic. reader got bad news abt someone in their life and is upset over it.

its always hard to not drop everything and run to you. especially on nights like these, where you’re crying after telling seungcheol everything. but you know him too well, because your first words to him were to not buy a ticket and come to you yet. you didn’t need him there yet, not until you had more information. but he’s looking at ticket prices anyway, just to think about it.

“cheollie?” he can’t see your face now (you never voice call him when you need to cry—you hate him seeing you cry), but he can imagine it all too well now. “i wish you could hold me right now.”

“honey…” he lets out a long, slow sigh. “i’ll come as soon as you need me,” he promises. “just say the word, okay?”

he stares up at his ceiling, eyes falling shut. he wishes he could feel your weight against his body, your hot face buried in his neck. its unfair that you have to struggle alone now. he’ll always be in your corner, but both of you know its different when either of you struggles alone.

“i wish i could hold you, too.”

[nonranghaes]

do y’all have recs for nct writers who write sfw stuff

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heads up! mentions of bad dreams. food mentions. housemates au. angst + comfort.

the knock on your door is so light you almost miss it at first. but you still, tears still staining your cheeks as you wonder if you'd been caught crying. a moment later, the door creaks open, and you hear seungcheol as he makes his way over to your bed. he reaches out, fingers grazing against your arm before he pulls his hand away.

"i made you hot chocolate," he says softly. it's what you always do for yourself when you're upset. of course seungcheol would know. "do you want to talk about it?"

you look up before moving, drawing your legs in so that he can sit at the foot of your bed. with a quiet thanks, you accept the mug from him and take a long sip of the sweet cocoa. he's dropped mini marshmallows into it, too, and you think there's the faint taste of cinnamon to chase it all. all the while, you say nothing else.

"it's that dream again, isn't it?" he frowns at you, yet his gaze is so soft, so tender as he studies your face. seungcheol's always been your number one supporter. "it's okay if it is."

for the past few weeks months, you've been having this reoccurring dream of seeing your ex with someone new. being happy. being in love like its the easiest thing in the world. every time, they look at their new partner with this look on their face that just hurts because they never really looked at you like that. it always results in you waking up and crying. you confessed the dream to seungcheol one morning over breakfast, admitting you were tired of having it.

so all you can do is nod because you're right back there again. "i'm tired."

"i'm sorry," he says softly. "do you want to talk about it?"

you don't. not tonight. and when you shake your head, seungcheol nods and leans forward to give you a soft kiss on the top of the head. it's comforting, and you set aside the mug to move in for a hug. he wraps his arms around you, letting you settle in for a moment of physical comfort.

tomorrow you'll talk to him, you resolve. seungcheol will listen. but for now, you just let him hold you while you listen to the sound of his heart beating, wondering when you'll be able to fall asleep just like this.

[nonranghaes]

my virtual son starting crawling and i was like i need to write abt this rn

also i nearly wrote a line like "unfortunately theres no tiger hat" then went wait lemme check the wiki and now i have a new mission to find the fucking tiger hat for ME baby!!!!!!

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heads up! more stardew. mentions of wonwoo and mc having a child in-game. also mentions of in-game food.

"oh my god."

wonwoo looks up to where you're sitting at the other end of the couch. he had immediately decided to head out of your little shared home in the game while you managed some of the more artisan-related things that needed to be done--putting strawberries into preserves jars, setting up another round of coffee to be made into triple espresso.

"wonwoo." you look up over the edge of your laptop. "our son is crawling."

wonwoo finds himself smiling. is that it? you're so soft over your little bundle of pixels. regardless of whether kids will pop up into your real future, the two of you had wanted to nab that full house achievement. so little soonyoung (there's a small story there as to why he's named after wonwoo's friend which can mainly be boiled down into soonyoung joking about it and you going 'alright, bet') has finally reached the crawling stage of his virtual life. it's cute to see you so excited over it, though: wonwoo thinks its because of how much you two joke about "little baby soonyoung" growing up to be just like his namesake once he can walk.

"honey?" wonwoo's smiling to himself. "he'll be big enough to get a hat soon."

immediately, your head jerks back up. "we're moving to the islands. we have to get him that tiger hat."

it earns a warm laugh from him, and he settles in to his half of the couch. "then we're on the same page. i'll meet you at the docks, honey."

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[happy birthday @thepixelelf ily!!]

"oh, right--" seungcheol pushes your legs off from where you've draped them over his lap. "i bought something for you. let me get it."

you shoot him a curious look as he's getting up. he bought something else for you? he's already spoiled you a lot today between the cute novelty earrings he found for you and the dinner he treated you to... what else could he possibly be hiding now? right as you go to lovingly nag him, he disappears into your bedroom and tells you to just let him spoil you while he's here.

and then when he comes back, its with a bag he must have stashed there earlier when you weren't looking. he hands it over to you, smiling as he parks himself on the couch. "happy birthday," he says for maybe the millionth time today. when you don't move to open it quite yet, he nods toward it. "look and see! you'll like it, i promise."

you push through the tissue paper to find a soft, brown bear plushie dressed in gingham overalls and a sweater that has a cherry pattern on it. when you look up, he's already holding out his phone to reveal a picture of himself with an identical one--although this one is wearing a sweater of your favorite color underneath its overalls.

"i was only going to buy one for you, but i felt bad separating them," he admits, cheeks already turning red as he averts his gaze. he meets your eyes a moment later though, those cute dimples showing as he smiles at you. "so? is this too much?"

"nope." you just lean in to kiss one of those dimples. "you're such a dork."

and he complains, because he's your seungcheol who always complains a little when you tease him, but he knows its true. he's your soft, loving dork just as much as you're his.

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"do you like it?"

hyunsuk's standing in his bedroom, staring at the jacket he's now wearing. it's... nice, certainly. not his exact style nowadays, but its so, so you that he finds himself smiling. it matches one that you wear, at least, and he'd been dropping hints for a while that he'd like to do more cheesy things like matching clothes with you. this is a small step toward that. he'll buy you something nice soon, but...

fuck, he can't stop smiling. he knows you're standing outside, back against his bedroom door. he'd needed to change to go out to dinner with you anyway, so... perfect opportunity to wear the new jacket. he opens the door slowly, giving you enough time to move away. when you turn, your own matching jacket folded over your arms, he sees the way your eyes light up as you smile. then you fight it back.

"do you?" you ask, voice softer than before.

and he just kisses you, smiling against your lips. "i love it. thank you, baby."

you laugh and call him cheesy, but sneak one little peck before moving away. you take his hand, "happy birthday, hyunsuk."

with you there? it always is.

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wait its hyunsuk day oops