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heaven, fallen | kim dongyoung
pairing: demon!doyoung x angel!reader
words: 12.3k
genre: angels + demons au, royalty + bodyguard au, some fluff n angst
warnings: mentions of certain…unholy acts (aka mentions of sex)
a/n: wooh this is a sort of experimental fic?? demons and angels are slightly noticeably different from their traditional concepts
A flash of movement below the stone balcony alerts you and you take a step back. It’s not every day something alive pops up so close to you. The sky is a clear blue with streaks of gold and pink and the air faintly smells of orange blossom honey—it’s not a good day for an intruder to put a damper on your peace. Of course, Doyoung’s standing behind you in warned stance, a frown etched across his face. He soundlessly moves to stand in front you, and you peek out from behind his back, curious. The air is still for a few moments.
You jump when a black cat leaps out. Doyoung, however, relaxes and turns to you.
“A guest for Your Highness?” he says, a ghost of a smile on his face.
The dark coat of the cat stands out against the white marble, and it mewls several times in your direction before carefully making its way over. It’s a tiny thing, the cat, but it does have a loud voice and a lot of things to say.
You smile wide at Doyoung then look at the cat. “I hope so.”
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fiction | kim dongyoung
pairing: forest spirit!doyoung x reader
words: 9.6k
genre: fluff, like a lot of fluff, comfort, fantasy, inspired by hotarubi no mori e
warnings: uhhh i dont think theres any
a/n: this was…an interesting concept to play with. also it’s not exactly a hotarubi no mori e!au just inspired by the movie, but you dont have to watch it to understand the fic. it’s also inspired by this
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Your eyes follow the tufts of blue hair amidst the black strands of the man standing a few feet outside your window. To a seven year old like you, it’s probably the most interesting thing—after all, he has blue hair! You’ve never seen anyone with blue hair before. You remember the cartoons you watched last evening before you were ushered to bed; the characters were so bright and colourful, and you really wish the people around you were like that too.
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talk | kim dongyoung
pairing: prince!doyoung x princess!reader
words: 8k
prompt: anonymous sent: For the Valentines day request may I request one w nct Doyoung? (also if you can, an au where he’s a prince and reader’s a princess?)
genre: royalty!au, arranged marriage!au, fluff, hurt/comfort
warning(s): a tad suggestive?
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You’re not exactly someone to bow your head and agree to a command. You weren’t raised with a lot of freedom, but you sought it anyway, and the mere taste of it never let you live the way you should be.
Princesses aren’t supposed to be like you—they’re supposed to be prim and proper, smell like roses and all things rich and wonderful, they’re supposed to smile and laugh with the princes, hold their head up with dignity but bow when they’re ordered to. They’re not supposed to sneak out at midnight to stargaze, or get their knees scraped climbing trees, they’re not supposed to scowl or make ugly faces at any advances from the opposite gender, and they certainly aren’t supposed to keep disappearing, especially during important dinners.
The news had your insides crumbling when you heard it, when your mother notified you with a look of disdain, scolding you for being absent from the palace almost all the time. Her words only seem to reproach your actions, conveniently missing the point that maybe, just maybe you aren’t at fault at times. To be robbed of freedom, to be married to a man you’ve hardly glanced at, to be treated as if you aren’t a person at all—it leaves a bitter taste in your mouth at best.
You’re often told you have a lot of independence. It doesn’t make any sense to you, just how anyone could have the audacity to tell you that. They’re not the ones caged by societal rules, rules that require the binding of your soul and the full capabilities of your body. You can’t count the number of times you’ve physically restricted yourself from screaming, or just punching someone in the face (you wish you knew how to without damaging your knuckles, but you’ve been denied that lesson several times). You’re not purely hot-headed, or impulsive, but you’re allowed to at least have these thoughts, right? Or are you supposed to keep a check on your thoughts, too?
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less than peace | lee jeno
pairing: jeno x reader
words: 2.8k
prompt: anonymous sent: i’m not sure if you do any other members besides renjun but can i request a fluffy jeno fic where he takes op on a midnight drive where he confesses his love or something cheesy like that? i know cheesy but i would like to see you write this since your renjun fic was so (˶‾᷄ ⁻̫ ‾᷅˵) loved it btw! sorry for the long request 🥵
genre: fluff, and i mean fluff, college!au
warnings: none
a/n: lovestruck!jeno is the cutest thing ever bye
(need a playlist for a 20 minute drive to a hilltop to confess your love to your crush? here!)
Jeno taps his foot nervously as he presses his phone to his ear. A cool breeze hits his cheek as he leans against his car, his nerves more than uneasy. It’s not like Jeno to be so spontaneous—he’d rather have texted you to let you know, or just made sure in any way that he’s not being too imposing or wasting time for either of you. Nevertheless, there are times when Jeno’s heart gets too stubborn, too adamant on a little freedom and he finds himself well outside the comfort of his safety bubble.
The phone rings thrice before you pick up and Jeno smiles to himself at the sleepiness in your voice before speaking. It shouldn’t affect him the way it does, but here he is, blushing under the orange streetlights. He could have let the night go by, he could have just closed his eyes and fallen asleep.
“And why would I leave my comfortable room into the hot night?” you ask, but the shuffling makes Jeno think you’ve already got up.
“My car has air conditioning!” Jeno answers, confused, before realizing that’s probably not what you asked. “I mean- I thought you’d need a break from all the studying.”
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main actor | wong yukhei
pairing: yukhei x reader
words: 3.6k
genre: best friends to lovers!au, college!au, reader and yukhei are pretty much cat and dog, fluff
warnings: yukhei’s wildin, language
a/n: warmup-ish fic? guess i just wanted to see how many cheesy fanfiction tropes i can fit in. vaguely inspired by this
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There are times when merely existing feels too wearisome, and there are times when you can’t be happier to be alive.
Wong Yukhei makes you feel both of these emotions simultaneously.
If someone were to ask what Yukhei’s really like (and you’ve been asked that a lot by curious crowds who’ve only ever seen him smile from afar and deduced he can’t be that nice) you’d say he’s an idiot. He’s not stupid, but he’s an idiot. Yukhei is a bunch of contradictions, but he’s your best friend and you’ll reluctantly admit, probably the best thing that’s ever happened to you. (Under no circumstances would you be caught dead saying that to him, even though you’re sure he’d just respond with a bone-crushing hug, grinning from ear to ear.) Obviously, you’ve got a lot of mixed emotions involved here.
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no, maybe, yes | lee taeyong
pairing: taeyong x reader
words: 3.5k
genre: fluff; grim reaper!taeyong; actually pretty light-hearted considering the au;
warnings: uhhhh containes one (1) swear word
You said no to Death. You said no to Death.
It wasn’t really all that difficult. He showed up at your house one day and before he could complete his sentence, you irritably shut the door and went back to bed. Your fever had the best of your temper, your hair was a mess and there was drool on your chin, and you really weren’t thinking through your actions at the time. When you woke up, your fever had relatively settled and you assumed you just had a weird dream, and completely forgot about the mystery man at your door. You begrudgingly went about your room the rest of the evening, searching for medicine and soup recipes.
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reluctant | ☃ | lee donghyuck
pairing: haechan x reader
words: 3.8k
genre: fluff; fake boyfriend!au; high school!au; friends-to-lovers!au; very cheesy
warnings: a few mild swear words here and there and also it’s 2am so i didnt proofread please forgive me
a/n: i’m late but merry christmas!
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It’s not every day that Donghyuck has a terrible idea which he actually carries out. Usually, with the persuasion of his sensible friends (aka you) he manages to avert what you would label a disaster, and you really think he should thank you for being such a good friend. But no, he just ends up roping you into messier situations and you think you could have just pulled apart the threads of your friendship if it weren’t for your stupid feelings. Look, you’re not saying you have your life together, but Hyuck really is something else.
“You told your family what?!”
“That we’re dating!” Hyuck is on his knees, clutching your leg so that you don’t run away and ignore his existence for another week.
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or a hundred years | sicheng
pairing: demon!sicheng x reader
words: 1.7k
warnings: mentions of death(s)
a/n: again, this is just a warmup, and not intended to make a lot of sense, but i still wanted to post it
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You retrace your footsteps for what seems like the millionth time.
The trees around you are familiar now, almost your friends despite being devoid of any life. The red and golden leaves pile by your feet, but it’s dark now and they appear almost a dark greyish. There are no flowers on this side of the meadow—only a trail through a forest of dead trees, a trail you’ve memorised by now. You don’t know what lies on the other side of the meadow, only that you’re not allowed to look at it. It’s part of your punishment, a punishment you don’t remember receiving, from a life you don’t remember living.
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leather jackets & rumors pt 2 ― ljn
pairing | jeno x reader
genre | angst, fluff, bad boy!au, high school!au
word count | 5.5K
synopsis | People who knew Jeno would know that you’d be fine; no one seemed to get past the rumors of what he’d done. And so you had to hear from everyone that you were being corrupted by bad influences, and it killed you that he started to believe them too.
warning | cursing, fighting, smoking, drinking, suggestive
I think I saw him out clubbing with Jaemin last night. Really? Honestly not even surprised, seeing who he hangs out with. But what about that one girl who’s talking to him? Does she not know what she’s getting in to? They’ve got to be corrupting her, poor thing.
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leather jackets & rumors — ljn
pairing | jeno x reader
genre | fluff, bad boy!au, high school!au
word count | 1.8K
synopsis | You get detention for your fourth tardy and are stuck alone in a classroom with someone you were pretty sure was in a gang.
warning | none
The sound of your boots splashing in the water puddles and then pounding up the cement stairs was the loudest they’d been all morning. No, scratch that, the loudest they’d been all morning was when they started to squeak with each bounding step you took down the hallway.
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this was so cute !! 🥺
campfire glow — njm
pairing | jaemin x reader
genre | fluff, camp counselor!au, enemies to lovers!au
word count | 8.7K
synopsis | You prided yourself in being the favorite counselor at your summer camp; that is, until Na Jaemin decided to make his presence known. And since you were not about to lose your top spot, if Jaemin wanted it, he’d have to go through you.
warning | none
It was hot. Ungodly hot. You were uncomfortably conscious of how sweaty you were and where your clothes were sticking to you. You rolled your shoulders and stepped further into the shade. You raised a hand to shield your eyes from the sun as you glanced past your fellow camp counselors to look at the camp.
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furthering away in the sky | zcl
the way your eyes twinkle as you smile at him really does make chenle feel like the king of the world.
pairing | terminally ill!chenle x reader | fluff + angst | 6.1k |
warning: mention of blood, death
an: rip chenle :( title cred to @jenuminous ♡
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fool | dsc
but you can’t fall in love for the first time, you realize, if you’re already in too deep. you can fall in love for the second time, or the third, or perhaps, you realize, it’s something continuous. falling in love, maybe, never ends.
pairing | sicheng x reader | angst | 16.7k |
an: @sofhyuck since you wanted this so bad :)) [edited repost]
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regrets | ldh
summary: god, what he would give to turn back time, to do this over.
warnings: suicide attempt, suicidal thoughts, angst
a/n: no pairing.
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omg this was wayyyy too good istg-
esp chenle’s part, it really really broke my heart 🥺 the poor baby aaahhh
fear | ldh
summary: she could become what they feared.
warnings: angst, death
words: 13.9k
a/n: for @najaeminloveclub ♡
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one last fight
underground boxer!yuta x reader
word count: 4.1k
after months of yuta fighting for cheap change on the side, you hear the promise you’ve heard too many times before. just how long until it’s finally true?
warnings: violence
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sea foam | ljn
when the light hits the room in brilliant streaks of gold, jeno buries his face into you once again, desperately hoping that maybe it was a mistake he misheard, and there’s no such thing as disappearing into foam.
pairing | prince!jeno x mermaid!reader | angst | 2k |
an: if you know the original little mermaid + baby don’t cry you know where this is going :) [ repost ]
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