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i love mazzy star sm TT

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done with physics yayy

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i love the little light over the stove so much life feels beautiful when i'm under it

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thank you so much for recommending my fic <3 i'm glad you enjoyed reading it ><

BOYNEXTDOOR FIC RECS ꒱ 1

warnings. sfw & nsfw. legal line only. all categories sorted by oldest to youngest. this list includes my own works (i’m shameless, but i won’t star my own stuff).

keycode. ⚠︎ = smut, ☀︎ = fluff, ☾ = angst, ☆ = favorite

𓂃 ₊˚⊹ note. if any authors tagged want their @ slashed or not be tagged again, please lmk! keep in mind this list is literally just my personal readings, so it’s not going to have an ‘even’ amount of anything.

under 1k:

☾, ☀︎ heartache by @zynz0 | contains. jaehyun x gn!reader, angst to fluff note. love me some satisfying angst

☀︎ we call it love by @nicholasluvbot | contains. taesan x fem!reader, fluff

⚠︎ untitled by @soobinskii | contains. sub!leehan x fdom!reader, smut note. author has written leehan exactly how i love sub!idols to be written: desperate, horny and adorable :(

⚠︎ untitled by @hazeytae | contains. stoner!leehan x afab!reader, smut

above 1k:

☀︎ evening glow by @loserlvrss | contains. riwoo x afab!reader, fluff, f2l note. this was written absolutely beautifully, author really knows how to paint a picture. also their backstory and coming to realize feelings and the decisions they made i found really relatable. there was just something so poetic yet raw about this work.

⚠︎ one more night by @heechwe | contains. ceo!jaehyun x fem ceo!reader, smut note. well written smut with a fun concept!

☀︎ forgotten grocery list by @loserlvrss | contains. jaehyun x afab!reader, fluff

☆, ☀︎ almost, but not quite by @gluion | contains. leehan x gn!reader, fluff, s2l, university au note. i’m speechless while also having so much to say. this read like a coming-of-age movie, the scenes and choices of where to put a dialogue break— everything was so well thought out. (also, the moment i saw that author listed the marias and the neighborhood as the first two songs for the fic’s playlist, i knew it was gonna slap.) i was literally hooked on the first sentence— fish pun intended. the awkwardness was so endearing, how leehan constantly wanted to be around reader yet denied feelings, the ponyo references and fish/ocean analogies? a gorgeous, feel-good read.

⚠︎ mine to ruin by @gelicatae | contains. dom!leehan x fem!reader, smut note. one of my own works, but i really like this one! contains plushie humping and guided/mutual masturbation.

☆, ⚠︎ sleepyhead by @blueberrybeomgyu | contains. sub!leehan x reader, smut note. THIS IS MY SHIT! SOFT SEX- like idek how to describe it but i love when writers can write smut that’s so fuzzy and soft and warm?? literally have admired this writing style of smut for years and i can’t seem to do it. incredible writing.

☀︎ more than a little bit by @jigeuminunbich | contains. leehan x fem!reader, fluff note. AHG I JUST LOVE THIS! the love confession was a great touch and was realistic and super cute to me!

⚠︎ distracted by @melohann | contains. sub!leehan x reader, smut note. i think this is one— if not THE first bnd fic i’ve ever read and it’s one of my favs. rather cute for smut.

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hey so 92 more people need to follow and we’ll hit 8k and that means i’ll start writing for tbz and i REALLY want to start writing for them already so idk. follow me ples esp if you’re a deobi :3

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‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ONLY MY GIRL ── W. NICHOLAS

IN WHiCH ｡｡｡ your boyfriend gets petulant when he's jealous, and the only way to win him over is with kisses.

𝑓emale 𝑟eader / 753 words ── fluff , angst , est. relationship.

the silence in the car on the way home had been deafening. nicholas had been acting off, and you noticed it the second you returned after talking to a friend from work. he wasn’t outwardly rude, but his replies had been short, his smile a little too forced, and his usual warmth replaced with a cool detachment you couldn’t quite place.

his mood didn’t seem to improve once you stepped inside. he barely spared you a glance before shrugging off his jacket and heading straight to the kitchen, muttering something about needing a glass of water. you followed him and leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching as he avoided looking in your direction.

“are you going to tell me what’s wrong, or do i have to guess?”

“nothing’s wrong,” he said curtly, opening the fridge like it had personally offended him.

“oh, come on, nicholas. you’ve been acting weird all night.”

he finally looked at you. “you seemed pretty occupied tonight. didn’t think you’d notice,” he said, his tone annoyingly nonchalant as he leaned against the counter, sipping his water.

your brows knitted in confusion. “occupied? what are you talking about?”

nicholas let out a dry laugh, placing his glass down and pacing the room. “oh, i don’t know. maybe it’s the way you spent the entire night with what’s-his-name—fuma or whatever—laughing at his jokes like they were the funniest thing ever.”

you blinked, caught off guard by the sudden burst of emotion. “fuma? he’s my coworker. we were talking about a project we worked on.”

“right,” nicholas said, crossing his arms over his chest. “because that’s the perfect time to forget about your boyfriend sitting two feet away.”

your jaw dropped. “oh my god. you’re jealous.”

“damn right i’m jealous!” he snapped. “do you know how out of place i felt standing there while you looked at him like that?”

you threw your hands up in exasperation. “what do you mean ‘looking at him like that’? i was just being friendly!”

“being friendly,” he repeated, scoffing. “yeah, sure. meanwhile, i’m just the guy in the background holding your coat.”

“that’s not fair,” you said, your frustration battling against the flicker of guilt in your chest. “so instead of talking to me about it, you just decide to give me the cold shoulder all night? real mature, nicholas.”

“and what was i supposed to say?” he countered, his voice quieter now but no less intense. “that i felt stupid and jealous because some guy was getting your attention while i sat there like a third wheel?”

“i can’t believe you’re jealous of fuma,” you groaned, massaging your temple. “he’s married.”

“that’s not the point,” he snapped, running his fingers through his hair. “it’s hard to sit there and watch someone else make you laugh like that when all i could think about was how you barely said two words to me.”

his honesty disarmed you, the fire in your chest cooling slightly. “nicholas…” you said softly.

he looked away with a sigh. “i know it’s stupid. i know i’m overreacting. but i hate feeling like i’m not enough for you.”

you stepped closer, gently taking his hand in yours. “you know that’s not true.”

“do i?” he asked quietly.

“fuma doesn’t mean anything to me. you’re the one who does. i’m sorry for making you feel that way, i really am,” you said, your thumb rubbing soft circles on his knuckles.

his gaze faltered, shoulders slumping slightly as the fight drained out of him. he leaned forward to rest his forehead against yours. “you’re really good at making me feel like an idiot, you know that?”

you smiled faintly, reaching up to brush your fingers against his cheek. “only because you’re good at being one.”

that earned you a quiet laugh, his hands finding your waist as he pulled you closer. “you drive me crazy sometimes,” he murmured.

“good,” you whispered, your lips brushing his in a teasing kiss.

the tension melted as his lips captured yours, the kiss starting slowly but quickly growing deeper as his hand on your waist pulled you closer. your fingers tangled in his hair, a soft hum escaping you as the frustration and stubbornness from earlier dissolved in the warmth of his touch.

when you finally pulled back, breathless and slightly dazed, he murmured, “i’m sorry for being an idiot.”

“and i’m sorry for not noticing sooner,” you replied softly.

he smiled before capturing your lips again in a softer, sweeter kiss, making your heart flutter.

© nicholasluvbot , 2024. // @kstrucknet @k-films @lune-net

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how i'm sleeping today knowing that there's gonna be 3 new &team songs when i wake up

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the way you feel about jo is how i feel about yudai rn

you're right the urge to swing those men around is so real theyre so cute ajdjskaksk

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i hope you understand me when i say i wanna SHRINK jo. i wanna shrink the hell out of him and then go everywhere with him swinging in my arms like i'm fucking king kong.

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lets eat jo

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‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ONLY MY GIRL ── W. NICHOLAS

IN WHiCH ｡｡｡ your boyfriend gets petulant when he's jealous, and the only way to win him over is with kisses.

𝑓emale 𝑟eader / 753 words ── fluff , angst , est. relationship.

the silence in the car on the way home had been deafening. nicholas had been acting off, and you noticed it the second you returned after talking to a friend from work. he wasn’t outwardly rude, but his replies had been short, his smile a little too forced, and his usual warmth replaced with a cool detachment you couldn’t quite place.

his mood didn’t seem to improve once you stepped inside. he barely spared you a glance before shrugging off his jacket and heading straight to the kitchen, muttering something about needing a glass of water. you followed him and leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching as he avoided looking in your direction.

“are you going to tell me what’s wrong, or do i have to guess?”

“nothing’s wrong,” he said curtly, opening the fridge like it had personally offended him.

“oh, come on, nicholas. you’ve been acting weird all night.”

he finally looked at you. “you seemed pretty occupied tonight. didn’t think you’d notice,” he said, his tone annoyingly nonchalant as he leaned against the counter, sipping his water.

your brows knitted in confusion. “occupied? what are you talking about?”

nicholas let out a dry laugh, placing his glass down and pacing the room. “oh, i don’t know. maybe it’s the way you spent the entire night with what’s-his-name—fuma or whatever—laughing at his jokes like they were the funniest thing ever.”

you blinked, caught off guard by the sudden burst of emotion. “fuma? he’s my coworker. we were talking about a project we worked on.”

“right,” nicholas said, crossing his arms over his chest. “because that’s the perfect time to forget about your boyfriend sitting two feet away.”

your jaw dropped. “oh my god. you’re jealous.”

“damn right i’m jealous!” he snapped. “do you know how out of place i felt standing there while you looked at him like that?”

you threw your hands up in exasperation. “what do you mean ‘looking at him like that’? i was just being friendly!”

“being friendly,” he repeated, scoffing. “yeah, sure. meanwhile, i’m just the guy in the background holding your coat.”

“that’s not fair,” you said, your frustration battling against the flicker of guilt in your chest. “so instead of talking to me about it, you just decide to give me the cold shoulder all night? real mature, nicholas.”

“and what was i supposed to say?” he countered, his voice quieter now but no less intense. “that i felt stupid and jealous because some guy was getting your attention while i sat there like a third wheel?”

“i can’t believe you’re jealous of fuma,” you groaned, massaging your temple. “he’s married.”

“that’s not the point,” he snapped, running his fingers through his hair. “it’s hard to sit there and watch someone else make you laugh like that when all i could think about was how you barely said two words to me.”

his honesty disarmed you, the fire in your chest cooling slightly. “nicholas…” you said softly.

he looked away with a sigh. “i know it’s stupid. i know i’m overreacting. but i hate feeling like i’m not enough for you.”

you stepped closer, gently taking his hand in yours. “you know that’s not true.”

“do i?” he asked quietly.

“fuma doesn’t mean anything to me. you’re the one who does. i’m sorry for making you feel that way, i really am,” you said, your thumb rubbing soft circles on his knuckles.

his gaze faltered, shoulders slumping slightly as the fight drained out of him. he leaned forward to rest his forehead against yours. “you’re really good at making me feel like an idiot, you know that?”

you smiled faintly, reaching up to brush your fingers against his cheek. “only because you’re good at being one.”

that earned you a quiet laugh, his hands finding your waist as he pulled you closer. “you drive me crazy sometimes,” he murmured.

“good,” you whispered, your lips brushing his in a teasing kiss.

the tension melted as his lips captured yours, the kiss starting slowly but quickly growing deeper as his hand on your waist pulled you closer. your fingers tangled in his hair, a soft hum escaping you as the frustration and stubbornness from earlier dissolved in the warmth of his touch.

when you finally pulled back, breathless and slightly dazed, he murmured, “i’m sorry for being an idiot.”

“and i’m sorry for not noticing sooner,” you replied softly.

he smiled before capturing your lips again in a softer, sweeter kiss, making your heart flutter.

© nicholasluvbot , 2024. // @kstrucknet @k-films

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‎ ‎ ୨୧ ‎ ‎ ‎ HEATHER ──── ( HAN TAESAN )

‎( taesan gives you his sweater > < ) ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ fluff , down bad taesan ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 0.7K words ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ note ... 🗯 something quick to get me out of my slump! if you got a sweater today you are my biggest enemy. bye ^^

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it was one of those chilly december evenings where the air nipped at your skin despite the layers you had bundled up in. the streets were lined with festive lights, and the air buzzed with the promise of the holidays. you had joined your friends for a spontaneous hot chocolate run, and while everyone seemed perfectly comfortable, you couldn’t stop shivering. despite the lively chatter and occasional bursts of laughter from your friends, you couldn’t ignore the biting cold that seemed to find every gap in your clothing.

taesan, ever observant when it came to you, noticed right away. he had been sneaking glances at you all night, his heart doing little flips every time you laughed or brushed a strand of hair out of your face. you were trying to be subtle about it, but he saw the way you rubbed your arms and how your fingers trembled slightly around your cup. when your teeth started to chatter, he tugged off his oversized sweater without a word, the fabric catching slightly as he pulled it over his head. the gesture was so casual that, for a moment, you didn’t even notice he was holding it out for you.

“here,” he said. his tone was casual, but the look in his eyes betrayed a quiet urgency.

you blinked, taken aback. “taesan, i can’t—”

“yes, you can,” he cut in, his voice gentle but firm. “you’re freezing.”

you hesitated for a moment before taking it, the warmth of the fabric and his scent enveloping you as you pulled it over your head. it was far too big, the sleeves nearly covering your hands, but it was undeniably cozy.

“thanks,” you muttered, your cheeks tinged with more than just the cold.

his lips quirked into a shy smile as he looked away, pretending to be focused on his cup of hot chocolate.

taesan had always been nervous around you—too nervous to speak to you or sit beside you. his friends often pushed him to talk to you, but he never seemed to gather the courage. the biggest move he’d made so far was wrapping his arm around your shoulder for a picture during a group hangout. it had taken hours for him to finally do it, and even then, his touch was light, as if he was afraid of crossing some invisible line. you knew about his little crush; jaehyun had mentioned it a thousand times, always teasing him about how smitten he was with you. at first, it was funny, the way taesan tried to hide his feelings and shift his focus whenever you were around, but over time, it became endearing.

for the rest of the night, he stayed close to you, his usual quiet demeanor making it seem like he was just keeping pace. but you noticed how he slowed his steps whenever you lingered behind or how he shifted his body to shield you from the chilling wind without making a big deal out of it.

your hands brushed as you walked side-by-side. you turned your head to look at him. his cheeks were pink, and his hair was tousled from having taken off his sweater in a rush. when he caught you staring, red crept up his neck as his lips curved into a bashful smile.

“what?” he asked, a stupid, wide grin dancing on his lips. you shook your head and turned your attention back to woonhak, who was laughing out loud at the sight of a little kid slipping on the snow and falling on his butt.

by the time your friends decided to call it a night, you were still in taesan’s sweater. as you said your goodbyes, you hesitated, starting to lift it over your head to give it back.

“keep it,” taesan said quickly, his hand brushing yours to stop you. “it looks better on you, anyway,” he wanted to say but decided against it. in return, you just smiled at taesan and murmured a small thank you before leaving to get home.

as the group dispersed, you caught him looking at you one last time, his smile lingering in the glow of the streetlights. taesan didn’t care that his friends had noticed or that they might tease him later—tonight, you were wearing his sweater, and that was all that mattered.

© nicholasluvbot , 2024.

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genuine question. what is it about this fic that yall like so much?

WE CALL IT LOVE ( H.TS )

( taesan in love > < ) fluff , down bad taesan , fem reader , not proofread and lowercase intended. 426 words. i actually have no idea what this is, just wanted to write something. this is very very self-indulgent btw <33 @onedoornet

taesan’s love for you isn’t loud or flashy; it’s in the quiet moments, the ones that often go unnoticed by others—even by you. it’s in the way he gently tucks a strand of hair behind your ear when the wind blows it across your face. it’s in the soft hum of his voice as he sings a familiar tune while cooking breakfast, stealing loving glances at you sitting at the counter with that sleepy smile he’s grown to adore so much. he could admire you for eternity.

he thinks you look the prettiest when you’re doing your hair. he loves how adorable you look when your lips are slightly parted, concentrating hard as your hair falls in perfect waves around your face. he smiles to himself when you complain about how you just can’t get the right side to look as good as the left one. he could watch you for hours as you doll up, sitting by the dressing table and watching you with that adoring smile, his eyes turning into little crescents.

taesan could write a hundred songs expressing his love for you and still have so much love that would remain unspoken, buried deep in his heart. he notices and reveres every little thing about you—how you idly doodle on your hand with a pout, or how you put on your already-tied shoes because you're too lazy to tie and untie them. though he always offers to help, he knows you’re too impatient to wait, always too eager to get going.

every time you laugh, he can’t help but join in, even if he doesn’t know what’s so funny. when you’re tired, he presses soft kisses on your cheeks and runs the pads of his thumb along your jaw, then pulls away to admire the shy smile on your lips and the pink hue on your face.

taesan often wonders when he fell so deeply and pathetically in love with you. was it during those quiet mornings when you sat across from him at breakfast, rambling about nothing in particular? or was it one of those moments when you teased him, your eyes sparkling with mischief? he can’t pinpoint the exact moment, but all he remembers is how, one morning before you left his place, you leaned in, your hand pressed against his chest, and kissed him long and sweet, like it was something you planned to do every day for the rest of your life. and in that instant, he knew.

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THATS MY FAMILY RIGHT THERE ‼️