mejaemin

[mejaemin]

LOOK ME IN MY EYES AND TELL ME NOMIN ARENT THE LITTLE TWIN STARS. EXACTLY U CANT

[mejaemin]

all done !!! that was basically torture but i did it !!!

theme changing is NOT for the weak… i ate too many kitkats so i have a stomachache and now stupid tumblr is making my brain hurt 😇😇😇

[mejaemin]

theme changing is NOT for the weak… i ate too many kitkats so i have a stomachache and now stupid tumblr is making my brain hurt 😇😇😇

[mejaemin]

nonchalant- jeon wonwoo

wc: 0.9k

summary: clingy wonu /ᐠ - ˕ -マ

warnings: streamer!wonu, writer!reader, fluff, not proofread !!!

an: i can think of so many ways to make a pt.2 to this… will i? nope!

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the letters on your laptop’s keyboard are surely to start fading any time soon, but it’s worth it. especially right now. there’s yet to be a single time where you’ve felt this much inspiration in your entire career, so you refuse to let this go to waste. your eyes flicker to the notebook sitting next to you, information on the paper translating in your mind and being typed out into coherent sentences on the document.

you’re really proud of what you’ve written so far. you had your boyfriend read your unorganized thoughts you had set out for the plot and what not, and he thinks it’s good too. once your brain felt ready to start writing the real thing, your fingers were flying. you slipped your headphones on, essentially blocking out the entire world as you worked. you started when it was still light out, and you’ve only gotten up to use the bathroom, really. it’s dark now, and although he’s not working quite as hard, you can still sense your boyfriend moving around the house, making commentary as he pre records gaming content.

he’s left you alone so far. he’s not the type to nag you too much about taking care of yourself, especially when he’s already learnt his lesson about interrupting you when you have one of these moments of inspiration. not to mention he has times like this too, even if it was for something like a long term livestream. still, he treats you how he would want to be treated in the same situation. by that he means undisturbed… with the occasional interruption, of course. he likes to have his game time but if he isn’t filming he still wants to be with you.

your phone is on do not disturb, keeping wonwoo’s obnoxious friends and their instagram reel notifications from disturbing your work, so when a message notification dings through your headphones you know who it is.

won🖤: Are you almost done yet?

won🖤: I’ve finished recording.

you: no, sorry love :( i still have some left in me.

you: just a little more, okay?

won🖤: Just a little more. I try not to be that guy, but you really should stop soon. Eat something

you reacted with 👍

setting your phone down, you crack your knuckles with a sigh. you were reaching the end of your inspiration spark, so you really wanted to rush to get whatever you could in. it’s extremely rare that this happens, and you couldn’t stress it enough. you’ve got deadlines to meet, and for this to happen to you was literally perfect. you’re basically set, and might even be able to take a day off tomorrow.

you’ve gotten back onto your groove, putting the music on high while you work. you’re typing word after word, paragraph after paragraph flawlessly. everything you’ve been mapping out for weeks is finally coming to fruition, and it’s doing so perfectly. you’re so zoned in that you don’t notice when wonwoo comes in, only taking note of his presence when the weight shifts on the bed and his head lands on your shoulder.

you pause, pulling the headphones off your head. “do you need something?” you ask, hand instinctively coming to brush through his hair.

he looks up at you, and you’re sure he doesn’t notice the way he’s pouting. it’s rare that he’d be like that voluntarily. “how far are you? you’re almost done?”

“mm, i don’t think so.. sorry. i really need to make the most of this or else i’ll never get this finished.” you kiss the top of his head, and as soon as you put your hand back towards the keyboard he grabs it.

“you’ve been sitting here all day.”

“yeah, i noticed. but i’ll do just a little more, ‘kay?” you kiss his crown and return to work.

you finish the second to last plot point you had mapped out, and now you’re just revising what you done so far. even by your own standards you’ve done enough, and since wonwoo is indirectly begging you to spend time with him (in his own way) by clinging to your side, you suppose you can stop for now. it hasn’t even been that long and you can see him looking from his phone to you every three seconds. it’s cute really, how he’s trying so hard to be nonchalant about it when he wants to spend time with you so bad. every time he wants your attention, he sort of hovers around you and stares at you until you give it to him. he’ll never say it out loud, but he’s definitely going to be obvious about it in other ways.

you shut your computer and set it on the night stand, turning towards him fully. the corners of wonwoo’s mouth twitch as he tried to hold back his smile, but you know he’s happy that he’s won.

“you’re done now? are you gonna go back to work, or are you really done?” he asks, sitting up and readjusting his glasses.

you giggle at his cuteness, kissing his cheek. “yes, nonu. you’ve got my full, undivided attention now, ‘kay?”

he’s already up before you are, rambling about how excited he is to spend the rest of the night with you, even if it’s already late. he’s walking into the kitchen to make ramen for you, talking about eating it together while watching something, and then stopping to ponder about what to do after. you trail behind him, a smile on your face. your nonchalant, black cat boyfriend who uses very few words will throw it all out the window if it means getting your attention and keeping it for a good moment.

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[mejaemin]

anyone who writes a fic that includes nails/getting nails done gets a kiss !!! the nail tech in me loves it and i approve !!! mooties who have done smth related to nails i love you !!!

[mejaemin]

I USED THE WRONG YOUR AND NO ONE FUCKING TOLD ME. I SWEAR IM MORE LITERATE THAN THIS I WAS ALWAYS THE ENGLISH HISTORY GIRL PLEASE BELIEVE ME GUYS I WAS WRITING THIS WHILE BEING LITERALLY DELIRIOUS WITH NO SLEEP

mine- lee donghyuck

wc: 0.9k

summary: caramel!hyuck being jelly !!!

warnings: suggestiveness, morning after, jealousy, idk

an: if anyone has tips on how to lengthen fics without them sounding like a bunch of run on sentences please lmk !!! reblogs r very appreciated :>

(caramel masterlist here! ʕ ᵔⰙᵔ⠕ʔ )

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it’s early morning when you get out of bed, the sun peeking through your curtains and casting a pink glow over the entire room. getting out of bed, you grimace at the soreness, slipping on your boyfriend’s shirt before walking to your ensuite bathroom. as soon as you walk in the door, the mirror right to the side of you, you’re met with.. a sight. standing in front of the mirror, your fingers graze over your neck and collarbone. the skin is completely littered in love bites to the point where it looks like the type of thing someone would call authorities about. when you lift your shirt, the handprints on your hips are a mix of red and purple. you truly look like you got jumped.

stomping out of the bathroom, you look at your bed to see the man behind it all, snoozing peacefully in your pink, fluffy blanket. walking over to him, you push his shoulder.

“hyuck. get up.” without reserving any of your strength, you do it a few more times until his brows furrow, his body turning to the side to avoid you.

“too tired..” he mumbles, covering his head with the blanket.

rolling your eyes, you pull the blanket off his body and smack his bare back. “lee donghyuck! i said get up!”

immediately he shoots up, holding his knees to his chest at the temperature change. “what? what did i do?” his eyes are wide, staring up in fear at his full name being used.

“just look.” you (purposefully) pull and stretch the neckline of his shirt to reveal the plethora of love bites on your neck and shoulders, most of which he could have seen without even moving anything.

immediately he relaxes into the bedframe, a smirk pulling at the corners of his lips. “that’s what you woke me up for? that’s what your so upset about?” he reaches his arms out, inviting you to sit with him.

you take his hands, sitting in his lap. “yes! because you said we were gonna go out today, and take cute photos, and now i don’t want to because i look like i got mauled by a bear. and i was so excited.” you pout, resting your head on his chest. you two are so in love, that even when ‘upset’, you can’t stay away.

“well, we don’t have to go anywhere. both outcomes work for me.” he shrugs.

you pick your head up, eyebrow raising. “what ‘outcomes’ are you talking about..?” he doesn’t respond and instead looks at you, smiling smugly. “im serious, hyuck. stop being so devious all the time and just tell me.”

he sighs heavily, wrapping his arms tight around you. “all i’m saying is that i’d be happy if we went out with you looking like that.. and i’d be happy staying home!”

you pull away from him. “so you’re saying you did this on purpose?”

he brings you back into him, pulling your head into his shoulder. “i had to, okay? there was so many weirdos in your insta comments yesterday so i had to do something..” he mumbles, hiding his face in your hair.

“oh, i see…” you’re scowl turns to a smile, similar to the one he had before. “were you jealous, then?”

he doesn’t respond, the only thing leaving his mouth being a whine. giggling, you turn to face him fully, straddling his hips. with his puffed out cheeks in your hands, you squish them together to make his pout even bigger.

“you were sooooo jealous, huh? my hyuckie doesn’t like other people looking at me?” you coo at him like one would to a puppy, pouting and pressing kisses to his nose.

“shut up… i just don’t wanna share you with people who are only hitting you up to ask you to pop a tit. i don’t want to share you with anyone, actually.” he speaks quietly, almost embarrassed to be saying anything, looking at something behind you.

“baby.. you ask me the same thing every day.” you wrap your limbs around him, leaving one hand to twirl his hair around your finger while the other rests on the back of his neck.

his brows furrow, and he finally makes eye contact with you. “are you serious? okay, so maybe i love your tits, but i love so much more about you. i love the things that all those pervs couldn’t give two fucks about.”

he’s so worked up with jealousy that you can’t help but egg him on, each word stroking your ego. “like what, hyuckie?”

he kisses you for a beat longer than usual before starting. “i love you for your pretty personality, and how you’re always so nice to everyone. even when they don’t deserve it. i love your gorgeous smile and how it’s all i need to make my day. and i am in love with your body, like right now i’m trying not to pay too much attention to it because i’ll probably get hard. but i love everything about you so much that i couldn’t help but mark you up last night so all those dumb fuckers will stay away.”

you run your hands down his chest, fingers grazing over his smooth tan skin littered with birth marks. “how cute. but you already know that i’m yours, right? always.” you kiss his bare collarbone, being gentle enough to show how genuine you are.

he takes your hand in his, kissing your ring finger. “so true, mama. you’re mine forever, and i promise there’ll be a day where you’ve got a ring to prove it.”

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[mejaemin]

i love pronouncing fraktsiya the way its spelt in hangeul bc apparently i can understand that better than my own language !!!! i can read and pronounce 프락치 but not fraktsiya !!! how the fuck do you say that !!!

[mejaemin]

YAYAYAYAYA TYSMMMMM FOR 200 GUYSSSSDD YALL R MY 106 FR 🫶🏽🫶🏽

[mejaemin]

to anyone who was interested in this (nobody) this fic has 9 scenes and i’ve written… dramatic pause bc it’s so much… 2.5 scenes !!! and they are scene 1, 2, and 5 bc i’m writing them based on whichever i get the most inspo for rather than in order :33 so this will probably be coming in 2025 but i hope u all will like it when the time comes !!!

it’s NOT done yet at all but im finally starting a writing schedule for it so it can finally be finished within this month or the next … so here’s a piece of scene 1 from my minghao wip, r.e.m 😙😙!

[mejaemin]

guys plsplspls remember to read my rules i just posted before requesting !!! i hate ignoring them but my only two requests go against some things i have in there so pls make sure to read them :((

[mejaemin]

it’s NOT done yet at all but im finally starting a writing schedule for it so it can finally be finished within this month or the next … so here’s a piece of scene 1 from my minghao wip, r.e.m 😙😙!

[mejaemin]

guys im SO bad at angst and im way too depressed to be indulging in it BUT writing smth inspried by this song is lookong quite enticing….

[mejaemin]

guys it’s almost time for molo phase one… im actually really scared (excited)… there’s too many scary things going on rn guys pls i can’t do this !!!!!

[mejaemin]

TWICE NOW. TWICE WITHIN THIS SAME HOUR I HAVE BEEN NOTICED BY WRITERS I LIKE. IM PEEING GUYS PLEASE

I AM ABSOLUTELY TERRIFIED RN. if i had a cheetah lee for each time a writer i rlly liked, liked one of my fics i would have FOUR CHEETAH LEES !!!!! which is INSANE and im actually tweaking rn because what the fart guys ?!?!!?!!! pls don’t perceive me i’ll start crying (ó﹏ò｡)

[mejaemin]

THIS STILL STANDS !!!!! I STILL SUPPORT THIS IDEA !!!!!

I AM ABSOLUTELY TERRIFIED RN. if i had a cheetah lee for each time a writer i rlly liked, liked one of my fics i would have FOUR CHEETAH LEES !!!!! which is INSANE and im actually tweaking rn because what the fart guys ?!?!!?!!! pls don’t perceive me i’ll start crying (ó﹏ò｡)

[mejaemin]

i think sideblogs need more rights bc if i’m over here calling ppl my moots and THEY DONT EVEN KNOW IM FOLLOWING THEM BC THIS IS A SIDEBLOG ill crash out. trust yall i am following u all and liking ur stuff,, its just from my main blog

[mejaemin]

thought about this a little too long... also very 'no gain, no love' inspired....

chan trying different ways to get you to talk to him (because you're mad at him for some reason) and all of them failing miserably...

(in the drama there's this part where the male lead purposefully messes up things around the house so that the female lead HAS to approach him, but instead she's able to do everything by herself and it was so hilarious and I feel like chan being in that situation will make it even more funnier I'm so sorry if you don't like it it's totally okay to not consider it I'm so sorry bye-)

FINALLY IVE FINISHED IT !!! here u go mootie :33

lowkey i was struggling with this one esp bc i’ve never watched the drama b4 (pls lmk where i can bc trust ill do it and then rewrite this whole thing scene for scene) buttt i hope you enjoy !! im kinda considering doing a drabble of chan’s phone call bc i think it’d be hilarious..

anyways time to stfu so here !!!