#elf!nct

[armysantiny]

12:44 – 재민 (Jaemin)

P: Jaemin x female reader | G: timestamp, hurt/comfort, angst, fluff | Inc: office au, lunch breaks, established relationship, descriptions of self-loathing, planning dinner, Jaemin offering to pick y/n up from work | Wc: 463 | W: self-loathing| R: G

Min's notes: fun fact I literally started the word doc at 12:44 on Thursday :D this whole fic is self-indulgent honestly, I needed this on the day, bc this was exactly how much lunch break went haha. Just without Jaemin.

There’s an ache in y/n’s chest as she slumps into the booth. The office is awash with conversation, her colleagues all walking past on their way to the cafeteria. She’d join them, on a normal day, and bask in the reprieve it grants her away from her desk. But today, she just can’t seem to bring herself to get up, to go and join the general office population. Not when her chest is tight and coiled with self-loathing, a thick sludge that coats every part of her brain and body.

She just can’t do it today.

Lunch itself doesn’t seem all to appealing anymore, and she sets her lunchbox aside, silently grieving the lack of appetite while she downs an iced coffee, the second caffeinated beverage she’s had today. Maybe that’s what’s toying with her, y/n’s mind supplies, subtle palpitations aching to prove her threadbare theory right.

But the HR admin’s had more coffee without any adverse effects, and the true culprit of her turmoil taunts her again. It’s almost pathetic, how easily her train of thought slips into cruel lies, reminding y/n by the second of her imagined incompetence.

Always bothering them, always wasting everyone’s time. Utterly useless human being.

Her phone’s ringing. Her personal phone. The call’s answered before y/n can think about letting it ring out, a whisper of desperate hope that wants whoever it is on the other line to either save her from her thoughts or put her out of her damned misery. One way or another. She isn’t picky.

“Hello, my love,” Jaemin hums, his voice bright and cheerful and undeserving of y/n’s inner misery, “I’m picking up some things for dinner tonight, how’s work going?”

“I..” and the words clog in her throat, suffocating her with the threat of burning tears until she can force them out. “I think I’ll head home early today; I need a break.”

And on the other end, in the middle of the supermarket, Jaemin’s face knits into a frown, concern making a home in his chest. Y/n didn’t sound like she was upset that morning, but now? Now it sounds like the love of his life is fracturing around the edges, desperate for salvation of any kind. He needs to get a move on, hurry home and make sure everything’s in place to give his girlfriend the tenderness she needs.

He can start with a simple offer, however.

“Do you want me to come pick you up when I’m finished with the shopping?” Jaemin offers, standing in line for the cashier. He waits for an answer, counting the seconds as they drag on, each long and—

“Please, Min. I miss you..” Y/n’s voice hovers through, and Jaemin’s plans are set.

“I’ll be over as soon as I’m done, my love.”

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[nympheaecaea]

୨ৎ where him and i meet ୨ৎ

SUMMARY ୨ৎ park wonbin stumbles upon a magical hotel and meets the girl of his dreams (literally). OR witches, elves, shapeshifters and gods run a hotel.

PAIRING ୨ৎ god!park wonbin x witch!yn

GENRE ୨ৎ fantasy, fluff, slow burn, eventual smut

FANDOM ୨ৎ riize, nct, red velvet

when yn woke up, she tasted it in the air. something was amiss with that day. 

on the weekends, she ought to wake up early. from mondays to fridays she’d sleep until the sun was in the north and the birds were no longer singing, and when she’d get up, the table would’ve been laid and lunch prepared. but on the weekends, yn was asked to eat breakfast before. thus, she woke up early on the first day of the rest of her life. 

the sun was already up, chalky and chilly, yet bright in the wintry morning. yn's home was still, where there should’ve been the pandemonium of timed errands, there was only the void of those who had left. she enjoyed that stillness. rising from bed, she pulled the silky covers and tidied the embroidered pillows–her covers weren’t stretching enough and her pillows weren’t fluffing up enough. if it weren’t for that stillness, sohee, her younger brother, would’ve barged in, plopping himself on the mattress and rolling around on top of her plushies, sungchan would’ve followed, picking the fluffiest ones to punch, withal, she found haechan to be the worst of them, he’d talk and talk and talk. for that, she enjoyed that stillness. yn smoothed her dress and braided her hair–her dress wasn’t fitting as well and her hair wasn’t curling as much.

downstairs, the morning was awakening with the ushered lull of chirping and whispering, the footsteps that scattered and the glassware that clattered. yn joined her housemates at the table–it was a glossy mahogany, so vast it could’ve fitted a village, with a surface strategically covered in breakfast foods: bowls of rice and soup, platters of meat and pancakes, and the herbal tea irene would brew for their spirit. 

“good morning, dearest.” irene, who had been engrossed in her newspaper, greeted the girl. “did you sleep well?” she asked softly, her voice always a solemn whisper. she took a drag of her pipe, the flowery smoke surrounding them. irene was a witch of primeval blood: she dried flowers to put in her pipe and brew in her tea, believing that it would connect her to the land and make her spirit stronger, she had a willowy black cat, who ran errands for her in the human world and read the morning paper, and she liked to hunt. but never animals. 

“like a baby,” yn assured her. before she could return the question, however, seulgi pushed through the swinging doors with her hip, her steps careful and eyebrows furrowed with all the concentration she had to not spill the plate and cup she carried. “there,” she sighed, as she settled both in front of yn. “a full english breakfast with freshly processed apple juice.” she smiled charmingly, her cheeks rising with a tangerine glow. “and!” she started adding, “i made it from scratch, no sorcery, at all!” seulgi finished, bouncing slightly on her feet with excitement. 

haechan, who had been silent–a blessing that yn had come to find only happened when he ate–, scoffed at that. seulgi could glide so lightly on her feet, she wouldn’t leave footsteps on snow, and she was a powerful fighter, but, oh, so graceful, it was as if she was dancing with her opponents. yet, she channeled her spirit as a newborn deer walking on its wobbly legs; sparks, blasts, and domestic fires. irene was the one to care for her, calmly dabbing a hand enchanted by runes over the flames and giving her a drag of her pipe. she was also the one to glare at the boys when they snarked, shutting haechan before he could even interject. 

yn gathered the different ingredients of her breakfast plate in a bite, and even as she chewed the rushes of flavour, she could not stop tasting the wrongfulness of the day. she decided to ask, even if she feared the answer: “say, auntie, where is uncle taeil?” she had noticed the moment she went down the stairs, taeil had not been there with his gigantic crochet sweaters and his freckled cheeks rising with his blinding smiles to greet her. 

irene took a sharp breath and put down her pipe. “left this morning,” she only said, knowing that yn would understand. “didn’t even say goodbye, that sappy bastard…” she rolled the dampness off her eyes and raised her pipe back to her cherry red lips. 

taeil’s departure would be the beginning. 

yn knew his day would eventually come, as it would irene’s, as it would hers and as it had her mother’s. just the same, she wasn’t prepared for it. 

all magical beings were called into the draft. eventually, a pigeon would deliver a letter, an apparition would come in dreams, a knight would ride to the door knocker, and eventually, they’d be sent away. yn hadn’t always feared the draft, dreaded it, perhaps, but not feared. the day a cat had squished through her window, a small package in its mouth that demanded her mother, as if she were nothing more than a weapon, had fulminated the fear. her mother never came back then, even when she sat at the table eating dinner, she was still gone. 

on monday a tiny little imp had waddled through the temple, irene swinging an elven axe in her hand at the sight of it, and taeil understood his turn had come. it had lingered in the air then, the loathing that taeil had tried to hide, but they could see. the way his smile was tightlipped, that of longing, the way his eyes were watery, those of regret. it was in the air, how he’d dance with sungchan and sing with haechan till late, so late, irene would tell the youngsters to go to bed, only to join taeil after, the way he’d ruffle sohee’s chocolate hairs and bake him cookies, or the way he’d stay in the silence with yn, just them in their own warm summery bubble, napping like cats stretched in the sun. they’d miss him, they’d miss him a lot. because, even if he came back, he’d never be the same. 

“they’re back,” irene said, the darkness of her locks swinging as she turned to the door that led to their backyard. those opened in no second, and through them johnny and sungchan walked in, both covered in a thin coat of sweat and a blush from the gelid air. “good morning boys, how was the run?” she asked them. 

“wondrous!” sungchan replied excitedly, “the weather is lovely, and the streets were so empty, i could shift into anything!” he declared, taking a seat next to yn and nudging a piece of her fried egg to himself. 

johnny nodded through the younger’s words, busying himself with filling a tall cup of dark coffee. “hey,” he started, and oh no… “why did the morning coffee never talk to the herbal drinks?” he asked into the silence that had reached the room, “because they weren’t his cup of tea!” he finished with a cackle. 

like irene, her aunt, yn was a witch of primeval blood. she had lived the beginning of her life by a river. there, she spent her noons learning and reading, entertained by the wandering spirits; the naiads, who would braid her hair and sing about the wonders of corporeal warmth, the kirin who would come to her window to watch her play the violin until her jaw was bruised, the pixies who would bring her flower crowns that would tangle against her mahogany curls, and when the moon would rise in the sky painted by veils of green and purple lights, her mother would come with baskets of the “outside”. she had always known there was another world out there, one with a roaring of engines and clocks, but she had preferred the world of her own creation, her, her mother, her aunts and, sometimes, a nice man that would bring her dolls. 

and then, the cat came. 

not a month later, she had left her small, sweet world behind. yn had followed baechu, irene’s familiar, carrying a violin case in her back and a luggage from the outside with her essentials: books so chunky she had to sit on the case to close it, gowns and bows sewed from the softest of the silks, and gifts from her unearthly friends. they had rushed through the train station, the small girl garnering looks from the passersby, old ladies who asked her questions and young boys who wanted to hold her braid. she had, of course, cried through it all. the engines and the clocks and the people and the tick tock tick tock and the click clack click clack. 

so, like irene, she came from a long line of primeval witches, and she still didn’t understand things like morning runs or johnny’s jokes. 

“it’s almost time to open up,” seulgi said looking at the watch on her wrist. “what is the schedule for today?” her eyes settled on sohee, who instantly opened a heavy book and pointed. 

the younger boy, opposed to the boyishness his features still carried, was in charge. “we’re starting to get busier with the spring equinox coming, but there is not much to do today. i think we can have the day off.” he announced, finishing with a docile smile.

“and, hopefully, we’ll have somebody new come in before the spring equinox begins.” irene said, standing from her seat and smoothing her inky skirt that covered her to her feet. irene liked long, dark clothes, the sort of clothes that made kids point at her and say ‘mommy, look, witch!’. seulgi joined her, a contrast of darkness and colourfulness, whereas irene was elegant and dainty, seulgi was fresh and boyish, with youthful freckles and mandarin hair that sat at the top of her head showing her pointed ears with gold assets. 

“it’s time.” sohee told them, eyes on the watch. 

when the clock striked 10a.m, the temple opened. 

coming soon...

[yutazenn]

[liu-yu-xin]

Im turning around on blond winwin a little he is soooo pretty its unreal

[kpop-bbg]

[yonglq]

[bubble update]

[bb-donghae]

He’s so…lovable

[yushibeans]

chaton_yus

[sweetcomicval]

𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 | 𝐉𝐉𝐇

pairing: jeong jaehyun x fem!reader song choice: coming home - nct u word count: 1.3 k PEACH & PINE MASTERPOST

The soft morning light began to sneak through the curtains, giving the room a gentle glow. You yawned and blinked sleepily, fumbling for your phone to stop the alarm. For a moment, you just lay there, letting the haze of sleep gradually fade away.

You made your way to Teo’s room and gently nudged the door open to find him fast asleep, curled up under his space-themed comforter. Sitting on the side of his bed, you gently stroked his hair.

“Teo, baby, it’s time to wake up,” you murmured, your voice soft and coaxing. “We don’t want to be late for daycare.”

Teo groaned as he peeked out from beneath the covers, squinting at the brightness. “Do I have to go, Mommy?” he asked, giving you a half-hearted pout, still sleepy.

“Yes, sweetie, you have to,” you said with an understanding smile. “But you’ll get to see your friends and have fun!”

Teo’s expression turned blue for a moment. “I want to see Daddy,” he murmured with a hint of sadness. You felt a pang in your chest; Jaehyun had been gone for almost two weeks, and the house just wasn’t the same without him.

You gently touched Teo’s cheek, stroking your thumb over his soft skin. “I know, baby, I miss Daddy too,” you said, trying to smile. “But guess what? He’ll be back soon, and we’re going to surprise him with something amazing, okay?”

Teo’s eyes lit up at that, and he sat up, his excitement slowly replacing the earlier melancholy. “Can we do something special for him?” you nodded, a smile spreading across your face.

“Let’s get him a present... and cake!” Teo blurted out, his arms suddenly wrapping around your neck in a tight hug, as if the idea couldn’t wait a second longer. “Absolutely,” you replied, hugging him back. “We can do all sorts of fun things to surprise Daddy, but first, you need to get ready for the day.”

After breakfast and a bit of a battle getting him dressed, you finally bundled Teo up in his winter coat and scarf. “Look at my little man!” you teased, poking one of his dimples as he giggled, trying to pull the scarf away from his face.

“Let’s go, Mommy!” Teo let out a dramatic sigh, pretending to be overwhelmed by the wait, but his smile betrayed his eagerness. You chuckled softly, knowing that this little routine was a cherished part of your mornings.

On the drive to daycare, you took a quick peek at Teo in the rearview mirror. “Hey, baby, any suggestions on what we should get for Daddy?” you asked, half expecting toys as his answer.

Teo’s adorable little face scrunched up in deep thought. “Umm… Play-Doh!” he finally said, his face lighting up as though he’d just thought of the perfect gift. You couldn't resist a small chuckle. “Play-Doh’s a great idea, but I think Daddy’s a little too grown-up for that. What about his favorite perfume?”

Teo shook his head, clearly not impressed. “Perfumes are boring. Daddy likes Legos!” he argued, as if that settled everything. “Baby, that’s more of a gift for you, than for your dad,” you explained gently. “What about a vinyl record? The ones that spin and play music?”

Teo’s eyes widened at the suggestion. “With Christmas songs?” he asked, his curiosity sparking. “Sure! We can get one with Christmas songs,” you confirmed, your excitement matching his. “Come on, my little elf! I’ll take you to the door.”

“Bye, Mommy! See you later, love youuu!” Teo called out, stretching the last word while his little hand waved frantically. You smiled, watching him disappear into the daycare with that same boundless energy. “Goodbye, sweetie! Love you too!” you replied, your heart full as you watched him go.

Later that afternoon, the sun hung low, washing the neighborhood in a soft, golden light as you drove toward Jaehyun’s parents’ house. It had been a long day, but the thought of seeing Teo gave you a second wind.

Miyoung, Jaehyun’s mom, opened the door with her signature bright smile, revealing the cheerful westie, eagerly wagging her tail at the door. “Hello, sweetheart! Come in, come in; we’re just having some tea and cookies,” she said, beckoning you inside.

“Hi, eomeonim! Hi, Bomi!” You greeted, stooping to give the dog a quick pat. Inside, Teo was sitting at the kitchen table next to Jihoon, Jaehyun’s father, talking a mile a minute. “And we went to a museum and had so much fun!” he practically shouted and grabbed another cookie. Jihoon looked intrigued, raising an eyebrow, "Really?"

Teo’s head bobbed. “Yess, it was amazing! There were so many lights and fun games!" His hands flew around in the air as he described the vivid experiences from his school trip.

Miyoung chuckled softly beside you. “Look at them—best buddies, huh?” she said, her eyes warm. You smiled too, watching Teo as he laughed, with crumbs of cookie all over his shirt.

Suddenly, Teo’s face lit up as he spotted you. “Mommy! Hi!” he called out. “Hi, baby! Hello, siabeoji!”, you replied with a laugh, the joy in your son’s voice warming your heart. You pulled out a chair beside Teo and poured yourself some tea. “Thanks for taking care of him today,” you said, your tone warm and grateful. “Jaehyun should be back soon.”

Jihoon smiled, setting his cup down. “It’s my pleasure! He’s such a lively little guy and great company,” he said warmly. “We love having Teo over,” Miyoung replied. “He reminds us so much of Jaehyunnie when he was a kid!”

After a quick chat with Jaehyun’s parents, you and Teo headed to the record store nearby. As soon as you stepped inside, you lifted Teo up so he could see the colorful album covers plastered all over the walls. When Teo spotted something familiar, his eyes went wide. “Mommy, look! Snoopy!” he shouted, practically bouncing in your arms as he pointed at A Charlie Brown Christmas record on the shelf.

You followed his finger, your heart warming at his enthusiasm. “Oh, that’s a classic! Do you think Daddy would like it? you asked, smiling.

Teo nodded furiously, his dimples popping out as he grinned. “Yes! It’s got Snoopy! Daddy and Uncle Jungwoo love Snoopy!”.

With a sense of accomplishment, you both left the store with the album in hand, ready to go home. After having dinner and getting everything ready for the next day, you tucked Teo into bed. “Baby, let’s call Dad!”

You tapped Jaehyun’s number on the screen, and soon his familiar face popped up. “Hey, my love! And there’s my little man! How are you guys?” Jaehyun greeted, his usual dimpled smile making the distance feel a bit smaller.

“We’re good,” you started, but Teo cut you off, practically climbing over you to get to the phone. “We miss you, Daddy!” he declared with a dramatic pout.

“I miss you too! I want to be home already!” Jaehyun replied, his eyes glistening with affection. “When will you be back?” Teo asked, his voice hopeful.

“Soon, baby! In a few days. Have you been taking care of Mommy?” Jaehyun inquired, his tone playful yet sincere.

“Yeah! I make sure she eats her fruits and goes to bed on time!” Teo proudly announced, puffing out his little chest. “You’re the best, Teo-ah!” Jaehyun beamed.

You smiled at the bond they shared, but it was getting late. “Darlings, I think it’s time for us to sleep. Let’s say goodbye.”

“Good night, Daddy! Love youuu!” Teo called out, waving wildly at the phone. “Goodnight, my Teo! I love you too! Sleep well, honey. I love you!” Jaehyun replied, his voice soft and full of love.

You leaned in, smiling at the screen. “Me too, love. Goodnight! I’ll talk to you tomorrow,” you said, giving him a quick wave before hanging up.

As you ended the call, you tucked Teo in a little tighter, both feeling the love that connected you across miles.

a/n: i hope you liked the names i picked! idk the names of jaehyun’s parents so i made them up 😝 the divider is from @enchanthings 💌 reblogs and comments are appreciated!

[sunoo-bby]

after christmas with nct dream! <3

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

mark lee - singing your last christmas songs together

during christmas and even before so, you and mark were always singing christmas themed songs during december cause it was the holidays! how could you not? at the end of christmas day, you two listened to your christmas playlist for the last time. "we have to do this again next year." he laughed, it was very joyful, you couldn't lie. "definitely will." you smiled back, you planned on it for next year and every time year after that.

huang renjun - taking down decorations

one of the saddening parts of the end of christmas would be taking down the decorations :(( the pretty ornaments coming down off the tree along with the tree itself is so depressing <//3. "i cant reach the star." "youre too short for this stay at the bottom of the tree, elf." renjun mocked you, it wasn't your fault the tree was like 8 feet tall and he picked it out?! you still couldnt reach with the help of a ladder but that's okay cause youll make renjun do it <3 same as for the hanging lights and paper decorations. you think youll stick to the lower levels when it comes to this.

lee jeno - putting away christmas clothes

we all know about matching ugly sweaters and so and so, so you offered to do that with the rest of the dreamies and they were all glad to! but after christmas day, you and jeno spent time together washing the sweaters from the messes you'd made throughout the day and neatly putting them away. "give me that hanger." he asked as you handed it to him, making sure all the other sweaters were dry. "this one's still damp..." you felt across the sleeves of the woven yarn, noticing it hadn't fully dried. "it's fine it'll air dry." jeno said, taking the sweater from you and hanging it with the others.

lee donghyuck - building a specific christmas snow man

it was dark out, and you were walking home with haechan from a christmas party. the snow was so pretty under the street lights, you stopped for a moment and kneeled down to draw a heart in the snow just in front of your house before speaking up, "hyuck, can we make another snowman for christmas?" you slipped off your scarf ready to tug it around the head as haechan had already started at the lower body immediately after you said so. he huffed as he set the head on top of the other two parts of the body and you finally settled your scarf around it. you grabbed spare christmas lights you saved for this and set the stones on its face alone with a top hat. "amazing." haechan smiled as you two posed for a photo with it.

na jaemin - eating the rest of the christmas cookies

"why did you make him dead?" jaemin questioned having finally recognized the x's you'd drawn as the eyes of one of the snowmen with it's tongue hanging out. "because we're gonna eat him regardless, i put him out of his misery the moment he was born." you stated. he chuckled, mumbling something before sliding the head of the cookie into his mouth "see? and you killed MY cookie." "he was already dead!"

zhong chenle - cleaning gift paper and trash

after you'd made a complete mess and not realized it, you offered to clean with chenle. "at least the gifts were nice." you said with a handful of balled up wrapping paper from opening gifts. you half sighed and laughed, a little disappointed in the mess but you enjoyed cleaning at the same time. "we might as well clean the whole living room, huh?" you wished it wouldn't be as logical but it made sense... you and the boys basically turned it into a junkyard. you were all still little kids when it came to christmas.

park jisung - breaking and eating a gingerbread house

you and jisung stared at your creation that was honestly.... half failed. one side of the roof on the verge of slipping down but was held in place by the dry icing. you picked off one of the candies and popped it into your mouth, handing jisung a candy. "this house is such a disaster i don't even know if i wanna eat it." he hesitated. "just because it looks bad doesn't mean it tastes bad." you said, shoving m&m's into your mouth and taking off the roof that was already partially off. jisung sighed, tasting a part of the gingerbread. "its okay i guess."

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kyas note: sorry if the lengths are unfair i wanted to make them make sense🙏🏼🙏🏼 this is also for funsies like all of my writing but i do hope you have fun reading <3

[armysantiny]

My Exception – HRJ

P: Renjun x gender neutral reader | G: drabble, fluff | Inc: reading corners, movie nights, renjun and y/n being really soft, pastries, movie snacks, hot drinks | Wc: 600 | W: food (bc pastries/snacks) | R: G

Summary: Renjun’s reading time is sacred; a dedicated few hours every weekend spent with him, his wax melts, a book, and a hot drink. Though he can make an exception for y/n. He can always make an  exception for them.

Min's notes: Everyone say thank you to Kyu <;33

Renjun inhales as he settles down in his loveseat, the sandalwood and cardamom wax melt covering his little reading corner in warmth. The air around him smells inviting, tempting him into drifting away into the world of his books. He’s already got a book in mind, picking it out from his stack of books and returning to where he last left his bookmark. It’s a romantic thriller, pulling at his imagination as soon as he begins to read.

Y/n’s on their way back from an outing, he’s got a coffee beside him, and he’s got a good book. What more could he ask for?

It’s silent in the shared apartment, bar the occasional turning of the page and hum of interest. The twists in the novel have already started to appear, one by one in a slow but addicting pace, and Renjun finds himself theorising more as he goes along, taking sips of his coffee and making a note to thank y/n again for splurging on the Nespresso machine. It’s a thing of beauty.

“…home baby~!” y/n’s voice pulls Renjun out of the scene he was reading, drawing his attention to the door where his partner’s taking off their shoes. He leans forward, grins when y/n eventually spots him and waves his greeting. He looks for his bookmark, slotting it in between the pages and returns the paperback to the mini library stand of books. Sure, he could go back to reading his book, knowing all too well y/n would be more than happy to respect his reading time, but he’s missed them.

He can pause his reading time for his favourite person.

“I brought some pastries from that café you like, wanna have some later?” Y/n asks, making their way over to Renjun’s little reading nook and draping themselves over the back.

“Sure. Movie night?”

“Movie night.” They confirm, tapping their lips for a kiss, a pleased smile on their face seconds later when Renjun grants their wish. “How’s the book?”

“It’s so good! The police just started hunting down one of their suspects,” y/n chuckles as Renjun starts becoming more and more animated, “but if you ask me, I don’t think the professor did it at all, he’s clearly trying to cover up for someone else.” Renjun’s review continues, and a little ball of fondness grows in y/n’s chest as they listen, admiring the man they get to call their own. They subtly ask him to budge over and take a seat beside him, half sitting across the grey Hampshire loveseat and half hanging over the armrest.

It's comfy. They’re comfy, with him.

The wax melt burner sits on the tv stand this time, a new wax melt on the surface melting away as y/n brings a tray of cookies from the kitchen, Renjun holding their drinks. It’s a movie night, there’s a shower of rain outside and the Netflix menu screen stares back at the pair, awaiting to play their first of many films that evening. Renjun’s the first to sit down, open arms inviting y/n to cuddle up beside him as they rest on the sofa.

“Want to pick first?” Renjun offers, a simple thing of a gesture and he basks in the soft affection he feels when they nod, a languid smile on their face. He watches them pick, eventually landing on a movie they’ve been putting off for a while now and rests his head on top of theirs.

“Hey, don’t fall asleep just yet,” y/n warns, a smile in their voice. “I’ve been dying to watch this with you.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

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[ddmmyuta]

lee taeyong’s ideal type

before you read: some nsfw parts, fluff, deep stuff, swearing

lee taeyong, bu bu, neomu neo chicken, korea’s senpai… he’s a man of many things. I think taeyong is quite a complex person when it comes to love. one minute he’s talking about how he is all shy and cute around you, but the next minute he’s talking about ramming you like there is no tomorrow! anyways… here are my thoughts on lee taeyong and what he wants in a future relationship…

★Personality:

someone who is: caring, emotional, mature, soft, sensitive, socially dominant, pure

I think taeyong wants a partner who truly cares for him and his emotions cause he does the same for you. he doesn’t want someone who can’t get in touch with their emotions and confront their internal or external issues. he seems to enjoy being taken care of and also caring for someone, and I think he values that quality in a significant other as well. he tends to think more innocently and closed off at certain points, therefore I think he’d appreciate a mature partner who can give him perspective and help him understand things he can’t. someone who is sympathetic and sweet towards others always gets him weak in the knees. introverted or extroverted, he likes someone who can dominate social situations, wether it’s at work or just hanging out, he likes someone who communicates easily and enjoys social interaction, but he doesn’t mind staying at home with you. he’s definitely into people who are pure, people who haven’t experienced everything they’ve wanted to experience cause I think he’d love to teach you stuff and experience new things with you as well.

let’s go head first into the horny pool: he pretends to be a top but really he is a bottom, so a partner who can do both (a switch basically) is his favorite. you are his muse… a new NCT horny song? babes it’s for you! he loves someone who is confident when it comes to the sideway salsa, not necessarily someone super experienced, just confident. 

★Physical:

someone who is/has: long-ish hair, shorter than him, soft features (like a puppy face), pretty thighs

homeboy loves shorter girls, like his ego just thrives off of it. I’m not saying his partner has to be a fucking elf, I’m just saying that he prefers to look down than up at his lover. he might like short hair, but I think he likes longer hair more (imo), he would just love to play with it and even tie it or braid it for you. I think someone with a soft-ish appearance and innocent like aura attracts him. puppy eyes, pupils as big as the earth, chubby cheeks, plump lips… he would die for that. I really think bubu is a thigh guy… boobs? meh! ass? meh! THIGHS? SIGN HIM UP! (for clarity I’m not saying thick thighs or skinny thighs, all thighs are hot no matter the cellulite, scars or fat on them).

once again, let’s dive deeper into the horny pool: he loves it when you sit on his lap and he sees your thighs spread out… like her gets super hot at that simple little thing. he is a body worshipper, so I feel like he would love everything about you… BUT YOUR THIGHS IS HIS FAVORITE! He would love to look into your eyes as you are topping him like the queen/king you are. 

anyways… hope y’all enjoyed that. remember that this is all delulu and fictional but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t be horny! embrace the slutty side of you, trust me it’s life changing! love you!

[kpop-bbg]

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[kpop-locks]

QUIZ DIVERTIDO DE KPOP

1. Qual foi o primeiro grupo de kpop que vocês conheceram(mesmo que hoje em dia vocês não acompanhem mais)?

2. Se vocês pudessem ser apenas 1 idol fem/ma quem vocês seriam?

3. Qual o utt de vocês?

4. Qual a música de kpop que vocês dedicariam a alguém?

5. Qual seu grupo fav?

6. Qual grupo que antes você acompanhava, mas que hoje não acompanha mais?

7. Deem uma nota de 0 - 10 para 3 empresas de kpop que vocês conhecem.

8. Cada idol tem um animal de emoji,né? Do emoji de 🐰 que idol vocês seriam?

9. De cada 3 grupos de kpop que vocês gostam dê uma nota de 0 - 10

10. Com qual idol de kpop vocês amigariam fácil?

Por favor todas as adms tentem responder, vou gostar de ver as respostas de vocês 😄✨️

ok, vamos lá

1

maju: suju fui elf por 8 anos

bia: 2ne1 quando lançaram i am the best e a menina que estudava comigo na escola viciou a turma inteira

gabxs: tenho uns 99% de certeza que foi o exo (na época de call me baby quando lançou)

lara: super junior

day: bts e exo

lola: bigbang

gab: exo e bts

2

maju: eu seria a sua do dreamcatcher quem sabe sabe

bia: existem muitas opções, mas no momento eu iria de ningning

gabxs: taeyong (nct)

lara: nana do after school

day: wooyoung

lola: sinceramente acho q ngm

gab: jinyoung (imagina ter a bunda daquele tamanho) ou a irene (a mulher mais linda do mundo, amem)

3

maju: hanbin - zb1

bia: suho - exo

gabxs: antes de responder sou geminiana então escolher 1 só fica complicado, mas atualmente o Yeosang(ateez) e o Jaehyun(nct)

lara: jeno, ningning, anton, baekho, chanyeol, changmin, irene, yeri, seolhyun, hyunjin, chaein e julie

day: woosan

lola: ⁠leehan, yeeun, wooyoung, dk, vernon, seungkwan e o zb1 inteiro nn ironicamente

gab: jinyoung, jaebeom e mark tuan

4

maju: dedico im unhappy do aespa pp meu psiquiatra tenho que trocar o antidepressivo

bia: dedico fancy do twice pra minha amiga que tá morando na frança que é a unica musica de kpop que ela aguenta e tbm pq to com saudades

gabxs: aaaaa muito difícil escolher 1 só, mas sun&moon nct127 ou forever only - jaehyun

lara: i'll be your man do btob mt boa 👍🏻

day: thank u do ateez pras de vdd

lola: timeless do nct u

gab: não sei, nunca quis dedicar música a alguém

5

maju: zerobaseone (dreamcatcher pra ggs)

bia: exo, seventeen e newjeans

gabxs: meu top 3 pode ser? Nct127, ateez e exo

lara: nct, tvxq e aespa

day: ateez, aespa e riize

lola: . ⁠zb1 e bnd

gab: got7, ikon, exo, oh my girl, stayc e newjeans

6

maju: puts, vaaarios, mas o principal deve ser bts fui army do debut até wings chorava de amores

bia: puts tem muitos, mas acho que vou de monsta x

gabxs: bts

lara: ateez, bts, twice

day: bts, nct, exo, bp e vários outros KKKKKK

lola: bts

gab: dos que já foram grupos favs msm, acho que só o bts, mas já teve mt bg que jurava que ia virar fav mas enjoei

7

maju: pras empresas dou 0 pra todas

bia: mesma coisa que a maju

gabxs: não sei

lara: todas um 0 um grande cu

day: nota DÓ

lola: ai nn ligo p nenhuma

gab: vish, morro de raiva de todas porém jyp 0,0000000

8

maju: seria a nayeon velha rabugentinha e viada

bia: nayeon

gabxs: soobin

lara: irene

day: sei lá

lola: jiu

gab: irene

9

maju: meu top3 no momento: zb1: 100000, piwon: 1200, riize: 7 (pra não esquecerem quantos membros tem)

bia: exo, seventeen e zb1 nota 1000

gabxs: respondi na 5 sem saber

lara: nct 10 tvxq 10 aespa 10

day: ten TEN ACROSS THE BOARD

lola: ⁠se eu gosto eh nota 10 né fml

gab: todos os meus favs são 1000/10

10

maju: o theo do piwon, ele eh meio que gêmeos da lola e a lola eh minha amg acho queda certo

bia: acho que nenhum pq não sei fazer amizade, mas amaria ser amiga do kyungsoo ou do dk

gabxs: acho que eu seria muito best do haechan(nct)

lara: chanyeol

day: wooyoung pois ele é mt eu KKKKKK

lola: acho q a lily do nmixx a diva eh cronicamente online a gnt ia se dar bem ✋

gab: acho que o youngjae, suho, sumin (seria amg de todo o got7 porém paciência não é meu forte KKKKK)