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[princehyyuck]

AHHAHSHDDJEJDHDJ THIS IS THE CUTEST THING I THINK IVE EVER READ😔😔

omg.. idk if u saw jaehyuns video w youngji but he is so cute there… i cant stop thinking about him getting drunk like that and getting all needy for u 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 ugh SAVE ME

this felt kinda crazy to write bc he’s GONE but he’s my military wife so i got u guys

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jaehyun was always a little more reserved when it came to pda. it’s not like he never did it, giving you quick kisses to your cheeks or lips. it was even more sparse in public, like he would want to hold you, but get too shy at the thought of other people seeing the two of you. you never minded it, knowing it’s just who he is as a person.

which is why you’re surprised when you’re both at a hangout with his friends, jaehyun suddenly pressing kisses to your neck.

you have to fight back a moan, trying to make space between the two of you. he makes a confused noise, and when you look at him, he looks slightly dazed, hands in fists at his sides. his cheeks are pink as he bites down on his lip, taking in the sight of you. you whisper a question in his ear, “are you alright?”

he takes a deep breath, albeit a little shaky, “yeah… just need you.”

it’s your turn to be confused, about to ask him another question as he tries to pull you on top of his lap. he’s only half successful as you try to get yourself to believe it’s an innocent move, but you can feel how he’s hard in his jeans. he lets out a small groan as you move away from him, whisper shouting at him, “your friends are right over there!”

you know he’s not really listening when one of his hands begins tracing patterns along the bare skin of your thigh. you can barely hear him when he hums, “you’re really pretty, y’know?”

you can feel your skin grow hot before pulling him to the hallway, away from everyone before he can do anything else. you huff, “literally what is going on with you right now?”

“is it so wrong of me to want my girlfriend?” he cages you against the wall, lips hovering over your neck again, “so pretty… just want you.”

it all clicks in your head. he’s drunk, and probably has had more than enough to drink. you start laughing as you push him off of you, looking up to see the exasperated look on his face. he whines, trying to pull you closer to his chest. you let him, and he wraps his arms around your back to try to push you impossibly close to him. “why do you hate me?” he groans.

you laugh again, “i don’t hate you, you’re drunk. you can tell sober jaehyun that he can have me whenever he wants.”

he lights up a little bit at your words, pulling you into one more kiss. he grabs your hand, not bothering to hide how hard he is in front of his friends. you can see him typing on his phone once you both sit down, how to get sober faster so that my girlfriend wants me.

[princehyyuck]

Currently writing something better than this rn👀 ; 17 Yr old me was so cute. (and bad at writing😔)

:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ.✧:･ﾟ.✧ *:･.

×𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

×𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟

×𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: 𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐬, 𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝.

×𝐖𝐂: 662

𝐀/𝐍: 𝐢 𝐚𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 ��𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧! 𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ.✧:･ﾟ.✧ *:･.

falling by Harry styles sounded softly from the speaker in your art studio; your huffs and sighs occasionally blending in with the sad melody. you've only just started on the painting that is due on Monday, so you are fucked. So,so fucked. It's nearly 5 in the morning, and you've only just finished the oil paints. In your eyes, it just looks like a bunch of blotchy colours.

You refuse to paint anything unless it comes from heart so you're going to end up handing in a forced half finished painting as your final product to the judges at the art competition your teacher convinced you to attend.

No matter how many times you reassured yourself everything was fine, you were still on the verge of a breakdown.

Your best friend yunho had text you 20 minutes ago saying he was going to grab a few snacks from a nearby 24 hour convenience store, including some much needed groceries to save you from making the trip. But you were way too anxious to be eating anything at the moment. Not when you know this peice is not going to be at the standard you wanted it at. You've ruined 3 canvasses trying to create the perfect artwork but to no avail. you don't have the motive anymore to carry on but you need to,you have to please the judges.

The sky is no longer a charcoal black; a pinkish purple colouring the rising sky. Your eyes are blurry and burning from constantly looking back and forth between the paint pallete and the canvas, picking fault at the little things that sit on the rough texture of the material.

You go and slightly open a small window in the middle of the small dimly lit room; the air beginning to be so warm and damp that you can barely inhale.The warm glow adorning your cheeks and the stickiness of your delicate skin peeling off of your leather chair validates just how uncomfortable you are beggining to become.

You start to fiddle with the brush in your hand when the heavy footsteps of yunhos timberlands and the rustle of plastic bags signals his arrival.

"I wanted to get the ramen you like, but they only had spicy noodles is that okay? I bought cheese to go..." yunho slightly trails off at the sight of you hunched over, droopy eyes, paint smothered clothes and messy hair. The boy puts the bags on the nearest table and comes over you. He nibbles a lip between his teeth as You wrap your arms around your legs while a hot salty tear trickles down your face; your eyes painfully squinted in fatigue.

"i think thats enough painting for today my angel" he smoothes your hair down while he speaks softly to you.

"B-but-"

"Ah-ah. I know you want to finish right now. but you will never be able to produce good work like this". You feel so bad having to burden Yunho with your problems all the time. You feel pathetic. Maybe it's because of all the pent up stress and pressure from this past week. You hate how this didn't turn out the way you wanted. You hated that you blew your one chance to wow the judges. And you never say you hate anything.

You wrap your arms around yunho's waist to hug him, and he immediately soothes a hand down your back. "I feel like I can't do anything pup" you sob into his chest.

"Don't ever say that Y/N, you never fail to impress anyone with your talent and skills so take your time and dont rush anything. I believe in you."

You stay like that in silence for a while. Your tiny sniffles muffled in his hoodie and when you finally depart from his chest, a small look of content finally shows on your face

"C'mon angel, let's go home so you can take a bath and try again tomorrow, I hate seeing you so exausted"

[princehyyuck]

You were in denial.

"He wouldn't do that to me, right?"

'He wouldn't ever do that to you'

' he never has his head screwed on but i know that he would never do that to you, its not him'

'he's loyal '

'He's drunk and high!'

-

What?

You repeat yourself to jaemin in an instant

"Where are you guys?"

"At Jay's party?" He screams down the mic.

Youre at Jay's party.

Cheers and shouts are heard from the living room and you stalk towards the commotion.

As soon as you see him your mind goes blank and you just stand there.

Hyuck is kissing a girl, on the pool table. Right. Infront. Of your eyes.

Anger doesn't even suffice as an emotion to explain the betrayal. Your stomach churns when his bloodshot eyes and drunken body sway to finally meet your breathless body after what seems like an eternity.

His smile instantly drops at the sight of you.

Oh how he knows what he's done; drunk and high or not, this relationship is unable to be what it once was. Ever.

In the minute that he gets his rational thoughts to catch up with his faux ones; he knows and unfortunately so do you.

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(You catch your s/o cheating at a party they didn't think you would be at )

[princehyyuck]

[4:35 pm]

"I swear it was an accident!"

Donghyuck has his hands up in mock surrender as we both stare at the broken vase on the floor.

" you know that was almost like 100 bucks... right?"

You almost grit your teeth at Haechan, his mouth drops open and then a small anxious smile creeps onto his face. Its soon wiped clean off of his face when you lunge for him and he sprints to the kitchen, sticking his tounge out at you before shutting the door behind him.

[princehyyuck]

[2:25pm]

Donghyuck runs away from you in fits of laughter as you chase after him, a mischievous smile adorning his features."haechan, How did you manage to take my keyboard! I need to finish my assignment!" You stop at the sheer force of your laughing attack and hold your knees while haechan uses the counter for protection. "you wouldn't give me attention" he giggles. "If you wanted to have attention so bad, you could have asked" you say breathing heavily.

"What's the fun in that?"

"You're such a idiot, c'mere"

[princehyyuck]

i would seriously recommend using google docs to write out your stuff, it helped me a bunch with not only the word count but also brings back accidentally deleted works :)

I'll be sure to do that next time, I'm not even sure as to why i didnt think of that but thank you you're a lifesaver omfg I love u- 💚

[princehyyuck]

IM SO FUCKING ANGRYAJSSNSNKSSNDMDM

OKAY, SO I WAS WRITING THIS SMUT, ANGST FIC OF TAEYONG BECAUSE IT POPPED INTO MY HEAD WHILE I WAS LISTENING TO NO MANNERS RIGHT AND ME BEING ME I WRITE MY SHIT ON WATTPAD FRIST BECAUSE IT COUNTS HOW MANY WORDS IVE TYPED (SOUNDS STUPID BUT I DO IT JUST BECAUSE) AND I ACCIDENTALLY ADDED A NEW PART AND WANTED TO DELETE IT AND IVE JUST DELETED THE WHOLE. FUCKING. THING. THERE WAS MORE THAN 25 THOUSAND WORDS ON IT AND IT TOOK ME A LONG TIME TO WRITE AND NOW ITS ALL FUCKING GONE. That fic was so fucking good too. Probably the best I've ever written tbh so I had a 2 hour mental breakdown. (props to me I guess). moral of the story, don't be a clown like me and not make a copy/backup because you WILL need it.🤡🤡 i currently have lost all motivation and now will retreat to my depression den.

[princehyyuck]

Hi friend! I've been having a rough week and honestly need something to lift my spirits. Could you write me something where the reader is just not being themselves and Hongjoong notices and tries everything in his power to make you feel better? Thank you <3

𝐀/𝐍: 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐫! 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞 ♥︎

You just manage to stumble through the door after work today. Your boss made you work overtime as his secretary again at your office job and you were more than exausted. these past few weeks have been the worst. Getting scolded for not doing your job correctly and running on little to no hours of sleep,along with the heaps of stress piled on your shoulders with the new blueprint that you finally finished that may change the company for the worst if the seniors dissaprove so everyone has been heavily counting on you. Today you spilt coffee on one of the printers so for "punishment", you had to work an extra 5 hours without pay. This has been an on going thing for months but you can't quit this job because of the fear your boss might write something bad about you on your rèsumè so you have less of a chance in getting a new job with the similar income.

the smell of pine and honey that fills your nostrils is comforting when you light a candle in your living room and grab a blanket to cuddle in for when you pick a movie. When you're about to settle down, your roommate hongjoong peeks out of his bedroom door and frowns at your washed out face and droopy eyes.

"Y/N?" He calls from his door and you turn your head to look at him.

"Yeah joong?" You reply to him and he walks over to you.

"you havent been yourself lately and its starting to worry me. Is everything okay?" He soothingly asks you and he takes a seat beside you."You know you can tell me anything right?"

Tears well up in your eyes as you recall all the mistreatment your boss gave you on those frustrating weeks of the project and you shake your head to try rid of the memories.Hongjoong notices you trying to keep yourself together and wraps you protectively in the soft material of his hoodie that he is wearing. The familiar woodsy scent of his cologne fills your senses and you impossibly try and snuggle into further as you sit on his lap on attempt to pull him closer. Sharing you're warmth, you sit there for a while in silence

instead of making you talk, hongjoong has always silently comforted you and listened to all of your problems no matter how little they are. and you thank him for that.

"I'll go to the store after this and get some goodies to watch a movie, then do anything you want. Sound good?" He mumbles from your neck and you hum in agreement.

"Thanks, Joong"

[princehyyuck]

do you have any request guidelines?

Yes I do! When I first made this account, my first post was talking about requests and rules 😊 you can find it here 💜

[princehyyuck]

:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ.✧:･ﾟ.✧ *:･.

×𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

×𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟

×𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: 𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐬, 𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝.

×𝐖𝐂: 662

𝐀/𝐍: 𝐢 𝐚𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧! 𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ.✧:･ﾟ.✧ *:･.

falling by Harry styles sounded softly from the speaker in your art studio; your huffs and sighs occasionally blending in with the sad melody. you've only just started on the painting that is due on Monday, so you are fucked. So,so fucked. It's nearly 5 in the morning, and you've only just finished the oil paints. In your eyes, it just looks like a bunch of blotchy colours.

You refuse to paint anything unless it comes from heart so you're going to end up handing in a forced half finished painting as your final product to the judges at the art competition your teacher convinced you to attend.

No matter how many times you reassured yourself everything was fine, you were still on the verge of a breakdown.

Your best friend yunho had text you 20 minutes ago saying he was going to grab a few snacks from a nearby 24 hour convenience store, including some much needed groceries to save you from making the trip. But you were way too anxious to be eating anything at the moment. Not when you know this peice is not going to be at the standard you wanted it at. You've ruined 3 canvasses trying to create the perfect artwork but to no avail. you don't have the motive anymore to carry on but you need to,you have to please the judges.

The sky is no longer a charcoal black; a pinkish purple colouring the rising sky. Your eyes are blurry and burning from constantly looking back and forth between the paint pallete and the canvas, picking fault at the little things that sit on the rough texture of the material.

You go and slightly open a small window in the middle of the small dimly lit room; the air beginning to be so warm and damp that you can barely inhale.The warm glow adorning your cheeks and the stickiness of your delicate skin peeling off of your leather chair validates just how uncomfortable you are beggining to become.

You start to fiddle with the brush in your hand when the heavy footsteps of yunhos timberlands and the rustle of plastic bags signals his arrival.

"I wanted to get the ramen you like, but they only had spicy noodles is that okay? I bought cheese to go..." yunho slightly trails off at the sight of you hunched over, droopy eyes, paint smothered clothes and messy hair. The boy puts the bags on the nearest table and comes over you. He nibbles a lip between his teeth as You wrap your arms around your legs while a hot salty tear trickles down your face; your eyes painfully squinted in fatigue.

"i think thats enough painting for today my angel" he smoothes your hair down while he speaks softly to you.

"B-but-"

"Ah-ah. I know you want to finish right now. but you will never be able to produce good work like this". You feel so bad having to burden Yunho with your problems all the time. You feel pathetic. Maybe it's because of all the pent up stress and pressure from this past week. You hate how this didn't turn out the way you wanted. You hated that you blew your one chance to wow the judges. And you never say you hate anything.

You wrap your arms around yunho's waist to hug him, and he immediately soothes a hand down your back. "I feel like I can't do anything pup" you sob into his chest.

"Don't ever say that Y/N, you never fail to impress anyone with your talent and skills so take your time and dont rush anything. I believe in you."

You stay like that in silence for a while. Your tiny sniffles muffled in his hoodie and when you finally depart from his chest, a small look of content finally shows on your face

"C'mon angel, let's go home so you can take a bath and try again tomorrow, I hate seeing you so exausted"

[princehyyuck]

[11:45pm]

Yeosang rolls over in his sleep, one arm sprawling across your stomach. For some reason you couldnt seem to fall asleep, your boyfriends soft snores left to pacify you slowly into slumber. Tenderly you bring your hand up to his delicate face, rubbing your thumb against the soft skin of his birthmark. Yeosangs eyes open slightly, looking down at your restless form.

“You okay?” He mumbles, earning a small “mhm” from you. He buries your head into his shoulder, pulling you as close as he possibly can. "Do you want me to sing for you?",He whispered softly.

"Please"

you closed your eyes and felt your muscles relax at the soothing tone of his angelic singing voice. He gently runs his hand through your hair, coaxing you into a deep sleep. "I love you" you whisper.

"I love you more" he mutters from above you.

[princehyyuck]

Reblog if it’s okay for anybody to message you if they’re feeling lonely during self isolation. Let’s get through this together!

[princehyyuck]

Hey everyone! Welcome to my blog!

So, this is basically a request post. I will likely mostly write for NCT now, but other groups(e.g. if requested) that I will write for are:

➳ATEEZ

➳ NCT

➳ EXO

➳ TXT

I will expand once my page gets bigger dw💕

What I won't write:

➳ Any underage idols

➳ I also don't feel comfortable with writing about chen too, since he's married (and is a whole baby daddy).

➳ blood/knife play, or anything with gore or violence

➳ anything involving sexual assault/rape, anything bordering on non-consensual (it will sometimes be brief, but I will never go into detail)

What i will write about:

➳ Idol! x reader x Idol!

➳ Idol!reader x idol!

➳ Dom!reader x sub!idol

➳ Dom!Idol x sub!reader

➳ idol! x idol! (if requested)

➳ a variety of kinks (feel free to suggest anything your interested in, but if it makes me uncomfortable i won't write it.)

➳ Female!reader unless stated otherwise (but will write male!reader or gender neutral!reader, if requested)

Hope you enjoy my works! <33