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Jackson insta update May 28th ‘23

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Jackson Wang and Tan Jian Ci at Tencent Vídeo All Star Night 2023

bonus (jackson blowing the confetti out of jian ci's hair):

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Jackson and BamBam 😍

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Jackson Wang ♛

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Jackson Wang of GOT7 for Glass Men 2018

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28Aug2023

Jackson Wang during MAC event

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jackbam reunited🥺

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Bonjour Paris🍭 Jackson Wang

Louis Vuitton Men's Fall-Winter 2024 Show by Men's Creative Director Pharrell

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Jackson Wang and CIARA ~ Slow Performed at Coachella ❤️🖤🤍

ATE THIS UP, it’s so good 😍❤️‍🔥

Credits: Coachella on YouTube -A🐰💜

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Every so often there's a Weibo hot search that makes me HAVE to go look, and usually it's disappointing, the search phrase not matching the reality of the results. But sometimes it's really worth the look. But also did I expect any less from Jackson Wang?

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Give Me That Chance

Request: Good morning! If requests are still open, can I get #17 with Jackson Wang please? Thank you for all your writing efforts and allowing us to submit ideas. ♥️

Prompt:

17) Your friend (who is already dating one of the members) sets you up with your bias.

Pairing: Got7 Jackson x Reader

Genre: Fluff

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"Try on the pants, Y/N," your friend, Cass, hissed from across the clothing rack.

"I don't even like pants," you muttered, flipping quickly through the bell bottoms she had been trying to talk you into.

"Fine," she sighed. "What about this top?"

She held up something much smaller and slinkier than you would normally wear, causing you to make a face.

"Why not try something new?" she beckoned. "It's much more fun than what your brain is telling you it is."

"How would you know that?" you hummed. "My brain is very convincing."

Cass paused with a huff to check her phone. Looking back up at you, she lifted a brow. "You have approximately ten minutes to find something and try it on."

"Why ten minutes?" you asked, looking up in confusion. If you remembered correctly, you had both cleared your calendars for the day to spend some time together.

"Yugy-" she started, but you immediately scoffed.

"You're really bailing on me for Yugyeom?" you sighed. While a small ember of anger sat heavily in your gut, you understood on some level. With his unconventional job and complicated schedules, Cass had to take what time she could. It still didn't make the burn sting any less.

"Not bailing," she said, tilting her head. "You are more than welcome to join us-"

"No thank you," you nodded. If you had to awkwardly stand by while they swapped spit again, you would simply vomit on both of them.

"You're not going to be a third wheel if that's what you're thinking."

Of course that was what you were thinking.

"Jacks-"

You lifted a hand. "I'll stop you there."

"Oh come oooon," she groaned, following you as you walked away from the pants you hadn't wanted anyway. "If you just gave him a chance."

"He has one volume, Cass," you said, spinning around. "And it's loud."

"You've just never been around him in a nice, calm setting," she coaxed.

"Because you've only ever invited me to parties he's hosted," you said with an eye roll. "Why is he hosting so many parties anyway?"

She shrugged.

"I know he means well," you nodded. "He's just...a lot."

"Maybe you could use a lot," she sighed. "Haven't you ever thought of pushing your own boundaries? Having someone who could be a safe place for you AND provide encouragement when you were presented with opportunities that you weren't necessarily comfortable with?"

You blinked at her, trying to formulate a response. She wasn't totally off base, and you couldn't help but be annoyed by it.

Wiggling her brows, she lifted up the top you had hoped she abandoned. "Be a little reckless, Y/N."

Groaning, you snatched the garment from her. "Fine."

..

You pulled helplessly at the crisscrossing straps of the shirt you were wearing. It was complicated and took you at least ten minutes to figure out how to wear (based solely on trial and error). Now that you were in it, you couldn't lie to yourself. It was hot.

"Cass?" you called from the dressing room. "Do you want to see?"

After waiting for a few seconds in silence, you gripped the curtain door and slid it open.

"Well, damn," a voice that you weren't expecting growled.

Your eyes grew wide as you stared at someone you hadn't expected to see so soon. Jackson.

Squeaking, you stepped backward and yanked the curtain closed.

"Good to see you too," he chuckled.

You remained still, wrapping your arms around yourself protectively. Where was Cass?

"If it's not too much of an intrusion," Jackson chimed, pulling at the curtain. You looked up, scandalized, but quickly calmed as you saw he had a hand covering his eyes. "I would really like to stare at you a little longer in that."

You closed your eyes and scoffed. He was impossible, but you appreciated the ask for consent. Letting out a calming exhale, you opened your eyes again and dropped your arms.

Peeking through a gap he made in his fingers, he let out a low whistle. "Y/N, I didn't realize you could even look like that."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" you snapped, mildly offended but not entirely sure for what reason.

"I didn't mean it negatively!" he laughed, putting his hands up between the two of you. "I've just never seen you dressed in anything like this before."

"Jackson," you groaned, pinching the bridge of your nose. "Why are you here and what have you done with Cass?"

"Cass invited me here," he grinned. "She said you wanted to shop, but she had a dinner thing planned with Yugyeom."

Traitor.

"If my vote matters at all," he hummed, still unable to take his eyes off of you. "We should invest in that top."

Not long after you had closed the "door" of the dressing room, Jackson appeared at least another five times, announcing his presence with a "psst." Throwing clothes at you with each visit, it wasn't long before you were convinced you had modeled every piece of clothing the store had to offer.

Including the pants you had wanted nothing to do with.

After every outfit change and minutes of prolonged complaining, Jackson was generous with his compliments. When he didn't particularly like a style, he made sure to praise your own appearance and make sure you didn't feel like your body was the issue.

It was honestly one of the sweetest and most fun experiences you had ever had.

Once it was all over, he had even pulled his wallet out to pay. After a heated whisper-shout conversation at the counter, he eventually gave in only when you said you would get ice cream with him afterwards (and allow for him to treat of course).

...

You begrudgingly held the shopping bag at your side and held an ice cream cone in your opposite hand.

"This is so fun," Jackson smiled, walking happily beside you. It was difficult to be grumpy with someone so positive fluttering around you, but you were still a little irritated with the ambush.

"Mmm," you grumbled, licking the ice cream before it started to dribble down your hand.

"What flavor did you get?" he asked. Before you could answer, he took a bite out of the top of your scoop.

"Jacks!" you gasped, trying to decide if his action was gross or amusing. You guessed it depended on his oral hygiene.

"Mm chocolate chip cookie dough," he nodded. "Solid choice."

You let out a surprised, but small chuckle.

"Want some?" he asked, tilting his own ice cream your way.

"I'm good," you smirked, shaking your head.

"Suit yourself," he sighed, taking another long lick. "It's cream cheese and it's delicious."

Against your better judgement, you found yourself staring a little too hard at Jackson's actions. Sure, you had always taken him as Yugyeom's annoying friend, but you couldn't deny just how attractive he was. His focus in the direction of his ice cream cone only amplified that.

Get yourself together, Y/N.

Finally shaking the embarrassingly sexy cobwebs from your mind, you looked up to find Jackson watching you, a mischievous glint in his eye.

"What?" you croaked.

"You sure you don't want a taste?" he prodded, a slow smile spreading across his lips.

You weren't entirely certain if he was still talking about the ice cream or not.

"No thank you," you tried to say calmly, but felt your voice crack on the words.

Chuckling to himself, he motioned toward the opposite end of the food court. "Do you see them?"

Narrowing your eyes, you tried to pay attention to the couple he pointed out. They were a little older than you, both staring at each other lovingly over a romantic meal of Subway.

"I do."

"What do you think their story is?"

You shook your head and looked at Jackson again. "What do you mean?"

"Are you telling me you've never made-up backstories for complete strangers before?" he asked, lifting his brows.

"I-well, not-" you stuttered. You supposed you had, but it had never been pointed out so plainly before.

"There are so many joys in this life you have yet to experience," Jackson clucked, taking your mumbling as a "no." "I'm glad we're on this date so I can show you."

"This isn't a date," you said, rushing the words out.

Patting your knee with his free hand, he looked at you knowingly.

Shit, this was kind of a date now, wasn't it?

"Now, back to business," he insisted. "Tell me what you think about the guy."

Letting out a sigh, you decided to play his game. "I dunno. Clean cut, good looking, probably makes okay money."

"Now that we've established that you do have eyes and can see out of them," he laughed. "Tell me what you think about him, Y/N. What does he do in his spare time? Do you think that's his only girlfriend?"

"I'm sorry, what?" you gasped. "Why wouldn't it be?"

"While I'm a monogamous creature myself," he hummed. "Most guys around our age are not."

You furrowed your brow, trying to see across the food court to get a better look at the guy. "You know, he does kind of look like a dick."

"My thoughts exactly," he laughed. "I bet he works in Sales at his company. He thinks he's the hot shot. This girl works at the office with him and he finally sweet talked her into casually hanging out this weekend."

Jackson grinned from ear to ear before turning toward you. In the course of your conversation, you had both finished your food. "Now here's a question."

You crossed your arms, fixing him with a stare. Trying not to smile, you nodded your head, waiting to hear more commentary.

"What would people say if they were giving us a backstory?"

Your heart fluttered at the question. Opening your mouth to rush out something sarcastic, you paused. The way he looked at you was so open. You knew you had snubbed him so many times before, did he really deserve your attitude now?

"You first," you said quietly.

"Well," he started, making a show of assessing you, then himself. "I see a guy who has liked someone since the moment he met them."

Your mouth popped into an "o" shape of surprise. You knew Jackson harbored what you assumed was a schoolyard crush on you, but you had never considered taking him seriously. How could you when he was the definition of unseriousness?

He watched your reaction, his own expression unreadable. "And that someone is giving themselves every reason they can think of not to like him back."

You took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He wasn't wrong.

"Good assessment," you cringed.

During all of this talking, you weren't sure when your annoyance morphed into enjoyment. You instantly acknowledged Jackson being the cause for that change.

"So why is that?" he asked, tilting his head. "What's there not to like?"

"Do you really want the answer to that?" you teased.

"Okay, maybe not," he laughed. "I know when I'm pressing my luck and I don't really want hurt feelings today."

"Jacks," you sighed, shaking your head. A mental switch had flipped. "I guess I've never really given you a chance, have I?"

"Not even a tiny one," he smiled. He was so good natured; you weren't sure why he would even continue to try with you.

"What if..." you said slowly, trying to find your courage. "What if maybe I gave you a chance?"

He lifted his brows. It was your time to surprise him.

"A chance?" he said quietly. "Really? Outside of playing dress up? Outside of you watching me sensually lick-"

"Jackson!" you laughed, putting your hand on his knee to stop him. "This chance is fading quickly."

Jackson glanced down at where you touched him. Just as you were about to pull away, he set his hand atop of yours and interlaced your fingers. "Okay, okay."

His smiled was the biggest you had ever seen, especially considering you had witnessed him happily drunk on many occasions.

"Give me that chance."

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JACKSON WANG x COMPLEX CN (2023)

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Rough sketches of one of my favorite artists, Jackson Wang.

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La Dolce Vita || JW

Pairing: Jackson Wang x f.reader

Genre: Fluff, Boyfriend!Jackson

WC: 0.5k

Summary: 11.15am (Grocery Shopping)

A/N: Thanks to BuzzFeed Thirst Tweets & Complex Snacked for providing top tier Jackson content hehe. Totally inspired by real events, this is me being accurate af lmao. 🌊🌙⭐️

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11.15am (Grocery Shopping)

Dating Jackson meant that you treasured every moment you had together. Owing to his busy schedule, even having him to yourself for an hour felt like a luxury. But often he had chores piled up that needed to be done in that same one hour. And so you'll had made it into a habit to do the most routine things together- from visiting the laundromat to cleaning the house. And he loved doing these domestic things with you, as he was able to shed the skin of being the famous star- Jackson Wang and instead was just Wang Jiaer around you. It meant doing most things together- with puppy Wang following you around everywhere you went. But grocery shopping was the one time you'll split up completely. He turns to the left aisle, you to the right aisle.

Jackson's grocery list

Almond Milk (1 carton)

Pasture raised eggs (2 dozen)

Avocados 3

Zucchini 1

Squash 1

Kale 1

Bell Peppers 3

Broccoli 2

Onions 6

Garlic (more is always better)

Extra lean (90%) beef 1

Salmon 1

Y/N's grocery list

Ramen (nongshim spicy red)

Whole Wheat Bread

Penne Pasta

Parmesan Cheese

Potatoes

Onions

Garlic (more is always better)

Tomatoes

Mushrooms

Chillies

Coke

Clearly, one could see how your food choices could be simply described as veg-junk-spicy and his as non veg-organic-bland. You'll were poles apart, in your palates and had made your peace with the fact. With you, wearing a mask everytime he cooked something that gave off a pungent smell while he rolled his eyes & refused to kiss you when you'd just eaten something spicy that led to your skin feeling on fire.

But before you made it to the cash counter, you smiled at the oppositely laid out carts as you noticed some things in his cart that belonged to you & vice versa. Snacks & desserts held the key to both your hearts. In his cart were your all time favourites- choco pie, lindt & nutella. And you'd curated a list of his childhood treats from China such as rabbit milk candy, shanzha & sunflower seeds.

You knew each other's preferences perfectly & had managed to rub off the taste on the other as well. You could tell in the way he smiled, a grin stretching from ear to ear that he was pleased with your decisions & you chuckled fondly, seeing that he had managed to remember your cravings.

"You do realize we've both picked the cereal and ice cream?" You giggled & said.

"Never too much of those, am I right?" He replied as he shrugged & walked forward to pay the bill as you shook your head & followed him, interlinking your hand into his as he squeezed your hand tight. And while he made small talk with the cashier, you captured a mental snapshot of this perfect little outing, for this was just as joyful and memorable as any other grand date you'd been on. Life with your boyfriend was truly "La Dolce Vita"- a sweet boy, with a sweet tooth & a shopping bag filled with sweets.

"Why so impatient, princess?" He asked as he noticed you tapping your feet & nudging him with your elboe to rush things along. So you smirked & whispered softly in his ear, "I'm just eager to go home & eat some ice cream. Preferably off your abs, like that genius Ahgase suggested in the BuzzFeed thirst tweets video."

"Should've known it was you!! Why go to such great lengths when you could've just asked babe." He crooned back, his gaze so sultrily that you were worried he'd devour you right then & there. And you stood there frozen, as red as the Hawthorne berries in your hand. Waiting & bidding the time, till you finally got home.

Jackson & Y/N's grocery list

Big white rabbit creamy candy

Roasted sunflower seeds (spiced flavor)

Shanzha (dried hawthorne berries)

Lotte Choco Pie

Nutella

Lindt Liquor Chocolates

BR Bavarian Chocolate Ice Cream

Kellogg's Frosted Flakes

THE END. 🌊🌙⭐️