#by the time i hit reblog i still think about jaemin that devil

[813ths]

mz alice. you magnificent b.

i know I've already read this some time last year. bitch only did this now lmfaooo. i know i felt all kinds of feelings that time. i definitely know i sobbed like a little bitch.. and i could still remember how i just sat in a corner silently, reflecting... rethinking my life choices. lol but seriously i admire you so much for stepping out of your usual genres and tropes (...and your usual comfort zone(?)) for awhile and tried something like this. which is, well, very unusual (i don't mean this in a bad way or anything, i just don't really know how to articulate it better I'm so sorry), way far from the ones we all get used to and boy did you ace it. you are so fucking amazing at this. you exceeded my expectations. i honestly avoided this for quite some time for the sole reason that i know it's going to break my heart into a million tiny pieces and then get stomped on a million more times. it is inevitable though. it's mark lee. YOU wrote it. it truly IS something else. and i love you so much for writing this pls let me give you a big big smooch and a hug.

ok. the first dance. the (sexual OFC) tension which made me sit on edge every. damn. time. despite their knowledge about each other already (or rather suspicions)... doesn't erase the fact that it's so heartbreaking and depressing when mark told her about his real name... and the inevitable happened. all fell apart. (just drive in the knife why don't u! >:'((((( ) of course when a bad guy like jaemin here have a character development it wouldn't end so well. i am still debating which makes me sad until NOW: the two's fate or jaemin's. idk idk it always changes but goddddd i really wished there was something else for jaemin something good or hopeful at least :((( but hey that one's still acceptable and very fitting. i just couldn't cope well lmaooo tell u a secret since i read this so late i totally scrolled thru your blog just to look for some asks that might have the answers i was hoping for and im okay i still managed to find it. :''))))) love lovelove the endingggg thank you so so so much for going this way. or else i wouldn't have survived the pain NSHDJEUDHSJSHSH i have some favorite lines here but ig the last one truly is undefeated. again. ilysm thank you so fucking much for writing this. what a hell of a ride. i cried. i smiled. my heart broke. then warmed up. it's a cycle.

meant to break

❝ why don’t you try going against us? see who ends up with lead pumped through their skull. ❞

PAIRING ▸ lee minhyung x fem!reader (ft. na jaemin)

GENRES ▸ smut, angst, fluff, historical, 1920s au, flapper au, mafia au, detective au

WARNINGS ▸ profanity, violence, mentions of character death, unprotected sex (wrap before u tap), lots of teasing, praise kink, lowkey dumbification, fingering

SUMMARY ▸ when the mafia’s members task you to distract a detective that’s hot on their trail, you have no choice to accept. there’s no place for love when you’re simply a trap for lee minhyung to walk into, but you still want to immerse yourself into everything he is.

PLAYLIST ▸ young and beautiful by lana del rey • am i blue? by billie holiday

WORD COUNT ▸ 10,019 words

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ wowowww me writing a historical au??? unheard of! but shoutout to my historical au queen @jenoentry for hyping me up to write this <3 i hope you guys like it !! 

NEW ORLEANS WASN’T THE SAME WITHOUT THE JAZZ MUSIC RESOUNDING THROUGH THE FRENCH QUARTER.

“Doyoung,” you complained to the owner of the jazz club, “I was supposed to be the closing act! Why’d you close early?”

Being a flapper wasn’t easy work, but you enjoyed your job all the same. You were a natural at it; all you needed to do was bat your lashes to get all the wealthy men to empty their wallets. Qian Kun, the bartender, pointed out that you had a unique charm that drew people in, so it was expected that all eyes were on you during your performances. Of course, you put in your full effort; it was the least you could do to repay the owner.

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