#lee jeno

[leejenowrld]

on your knees — lee jeno

pairing — lee jeno x reader

word count — 3.2k

synopsis — after teasing him all day and pushing him too far, jeno humiliates you, making you strip and touch yourself while he watches—then he grabs your wrist, yanks you to your knees, and reminds you who owns you. you’re not coming tonight. you’re here to choke on his cock, take every inch, and beg for more while he uses you exactly how he wants. it’s brutal, filthy, and leaves you dripping for him.

warnings — dom/sub dynamics, degradation, humiliation, forced stripping, slapping, oral (m receiving), orgasm denial, rough sex, choking, hair pulling, language, explicit smut.

i missed writing for my love 🖤

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Thinking about your boyfriend Jeno, furious and unrelenting, his expression dark and dangerous as he makes you strip for him—slowly, painfully slowly—while he lounges back on the bed in nothing but his boxers. His legs are spread wide, his hand lazily stroking the thick outline of his cock, each deliberate motion sending a jolt of heat through you. His dark eyes burn into you, every glance a reminder of his control, his sharp commands leaving no room for hesitation. His voice, low and rough, drips with disdain, each word cutting through you like a whip and reminding you exactly why you’re being punished.

Tears spill over, streaking your cheeks in hot, silent trails, a mix of humiliation and desperate arousal that you can’t contain. Your body trembles as your hands fumble to shed the last of your clothing, every exposed inch of your bare skin making his jaw clench tighter. He doesn’t soften, doesn’t move—his only reaction the flex of his hand as his grip on himself tightens. The slow, agonizing stroke of his fingers sends a shiver down your spine as his gaze trails over you, drinking in every curve with a hunger that feels both cruel and intoxicating.

“Pathetic,” he sneers, his voice laced with venom and mockery, each word a deliberate, cutting blow. “Crying for my cock like you deserve it after what you pulled? Look at you.” His tone sharpens, rough with dominance. “Don’t even think about touching me. You’re lucky I’m even looking at you right now.”

You’re trembling, your knees weak and unsteady as shame and desire war within you. The urge to fall to the floor, to beg for his forgiveness, claws at you, but his warning glare holds you frozen in place. His anger is palpable, his dominance suffocating, and you know better than to test him when he’s like this. All you can do is stand there, exposed and vulnerable, your body laid bare for his satisfaction as he strokes himself harder. The deliberate motion of his hand quickens, his breathing rougher now, each sound making your pulse race.

“You want me?” he growls, his voice thick, low, and cutting in its intensity. His eyes narrow as they drag over your trembling form, raking over every inch with unrelenting focus. “Then prove it. Keep going. Make me forget why I’m so fucking pissed at you.” His lips curl into a sharp, cruel smirk, his tone dropping even lower, rough with condescension. “But don’t think for a second you’re getting what you want tonight.”

You hadn’t planned for things to escalate this far, but deep down, you knew you’d been daring him to lose control. You’d pushed Jeno too far this time. Whether it was the teasing tone in your texts earlier, the way you left him waiting when he’d told you to come straight to his place, or just the fact that he’d caught a glimpse of the dress you were wearing tonight when you posted a story—it had all added up to this. He’d been stewing in frustration, letting it simmer until you showed up at his apartment, already nervous from the clipped tone in his voice when he told you to come inside.

And now? Now, you were standing in front of him, trembling under the weight of his gaze.

Jeno sat back, leaning forward slightly, his forearms resting on his thick thighs. His posture was deceptively relaxed, every muscle in his body taut beneath his skin, betraying the control he was barely holding onto. His broad chest was bare, the soft golden light of the room casting shadows over his sculpted torso, highlighting the ridges of his defined abs and the deep lines that carved down to where the waistband of his boxers hung low on his hips. A faint sheen of sweat clung to his skin, the evidence of his impatience and pent-up frustration.

The veins in his forearms stood out as his fingers curled and uncurled into loose fists, the tension rippling through his body like a live wire. His shoulders, broad and impossibly strong, rose and fell with slow, measured breaths, as if he was fighting to keep himself in check. His thighs, thick and powerful, spread wide, giving him an air of dominance that made the space between you feel impossibly small despite the physical distance.

His jaw was tight, a muscle ticking just below the sharp edge as he studied you with those dark, narrowed eyes. The intensity of his gaze pinned you in place, his irritation palpable in the hard set of his full lips, pressed into a thin line. His black hair was messy, falling over his forehead in a way that made him look both disheveled and effortlessly attractive, like he’d just rolled out of bed and was already ready to destroy you.

There was something suffocating about his silence, the way he didn’t need to speak to make you feel his power. It was almost worse than any outburst, the quiet, simmering rage that radiated from him like heat, the kind of anger that made you second-guess every single move you’d made to push him this far. Yet, beneath the frustration, there was something magnetic about him—the raw masculinity in his posture, the way his body exuded strength, the way his presence alone commanded the room.

“You’ve got some nerve,” he said finally, his voice low and steady, dripping with a restrained anger that sent shivers down your spine. His eyes dragged down your body slowly, deliberate and heated, lingering on the way the hem of your dress barely skimmed the tops of your thighs. “You think you can just show up here after pulling that shit? And then stand there looking like you’re begging for it?”

“I—”

“Shut up.” His voice snapped through the air like a whip, cutting off whatever excuse you were about to stammer out. His head tilted slightly, his tongue running over his bottom lip as he leaned back, spreading his legs wider. The movement exposed the unmistakable bulge straining against his boxers, but it didn’t soften the sharp edge of his tone. “You wanted my attention so fucking bad? Strip.”

Your heart slammed against your ribcage, the bluntness of his command making your stomach twist. His dark gaze bore into you, heavy and unrelenting, as if daring you to disobey.

“Now, baby,” he said again, sharper this time, his voice dropping an octave. “Don’t make me fucking tell you twice.”

Your hands trembled as they reached for the hem of your dress, his intensity making it impossible to think clearly. Jeno’s jaw tightened, his forearms flexing as he sat back slightly, his eyes locked on you like a predator waiting for its prey to make a move.

You slid the straps of your dress off your shoulders slowly, feeling the heat of his gaze trace every inch of your skin. The fabric inched down your body, but the sheer anticipation in the air made it feel like hours.

“Slower,” he growled, his voice rough, leaving no room for argument. “You wanted this. Don’t pretend you didn’t.”

Your breathing hitched, your cheeks burning as you paused, forcing yourself to move at the pace he demanded. Jeno’s tongue darted out to wet his lips, his sharp eyes dragging over you with an intensity that left you breathless.

“Look at you,” he muttered, almost to himself, his tone filled with a mix of irritation and something darker. “Such a fucking tease, and now you’re acting shy?”

Tears pricked the corners of your eyes, the mixture of his dominance, your embarrassment, and the undeniable heat between you all crashing together. You bit your lip, fighting to hold it together as you shimmied the dress down further, leaving you exposed in nothing but your underwear.

“Don’t cry,” Jeno said, his voice softening just slightly, though the edge of irritation still remained. His head tilted again, his smirk faint but commanding. “You wanted to act like a brat? Then take it like a good girl.”

“That’s better,” Jeno murmured, his voice dropping lower, rough and dripping with control. His sharp eyes dragged over your body, lingering on every exposed inch of skin. The way his gaze darkened sent a shiver down your spine, and the faint smirk curling at his lips only made your stomach twist harder. He leaned back slightly, propping himself up on his hands, the movement making the muscles in his broad chest flex. “Now the rest,” he commanded, his tone steady but full of challenge, daring you to defy him.

You hesitated, your fingers trembling as they hovered over the waistband of your panties, the fabric brushing against your skin as if daring you to act. Jeno’s smirk shifted, sharpening into something more menacing, his jaw tightening as his dark eyes pinned you in place, a predator waiting to pounce.

“Don’t make me wait,” he growled, his voice low and edged with a threat that sent heat pooling deep in your core. “Unless you want me to rip them off myself.”

The air felt thick, heavy with the weight of his demand. Your breath hitched, your heart pounding erratically in your chest as you whispered, “Jeno, I—”

“Don’t,” he interrupted, his voice slicing through your words like a blade. “No excuses. Just do it.”

Your hands trembled as you slipped your fingers beneath the waistband, your skin brushing against the heat of your body as you dragged the fabric down. Every movement felt excruciatingly slow, deliberate, as if time itself had stretched under the intensity of his gaze. When the panties fell to the floor, you felt a flush of vulnerability spread through you, leaving you bare and exposed.

Jeno let out a low, guttural groan, his hand drifting lazily to his lap. He palmed himself through his boxers, the deliberate motion sending a jolt of electricity straight to your core.

“Fuck,” he muttered, his tone rough, thick with unrestrained hunger. “Look at you. Standing there, trembling like you don’t know exactly what you’re doing to me.”

“I wasn’t—” you began, but his sharp glare cut you off, silencing you with its weight.

“Quiet,” he snapped, his voice gravelly, leaving no room for argument. “You wanted my attention, didn’t you? Well, now you’ve got it. Don’t make me regret giving it to you.”

Your knees pressed together instinctively, a feeble attempt to shield yourself from his piercing gaze, but Jeno’s eyes narrowed dangerously at the movement. His jaw flexed, the muscles tightening as his hand began to stroke himself through the fabric, slow and purposeful. The motion drew a low groan from his lips, a sound so raw it sent shivers racing up your spine.

“Open your legs,” he ordered, his voice dark and commanding, brooking no defiance. “Let me see you.”

You froze for a moment, your hesitation hanging thick in the air. But the weight of his gaze, the silent dominance in his posture, left no room for refusal. Slowly, your knees parted, the vulnerability of the act sending a rush of heat to your cheeks.

Jeno’s hand stilled momentarily, his chest rising and falling with measured breaths as his eyes roamed over you, dragging up your thighs with an intensity that left you breathless. “Good girl,” he muttered, his voice low, mocking. “You’re learning.”

Your chest tightened, your voice barely above a whisper as you asked, “Is this what you wanted?”

A dark smirk tugged at his lips, sharp and predatory, as his hand resumed its slow, torturous motion over himself. “You think this is about what I want?” he drawled, his tone dripping with condescension. “Baby, this is about what you want. Isn’t it?”

Your mouth opened, the words trapped in your throat, and Jeno let out a low chuckle that sent a shiver down your spine. His free hand gestured toward you, his fingers curling in a silent command.

“Dance for me,” he demanded, his voice thick with authority. “You wanted me to notice you? Now fucking earn it.”

“Jeno,” you stammered, shaking your head, your body trembling under the weight of his gaze. “I don’t—”

“Do it,” he interrupted sharply, his tone laced with impatience. “Move your fucking body. Make me want to touch you.”

Your cheeks burned as you swallowed the lump in your throat, your hips beginning to sway hesitantly. His eyes followed every movement, his hand tightening over himself as his breathing grew heavier.

“That’s it,” he rasped, his voice rough with restraint. “Slower. Let me see everything.”

Your hands trailed over your body, the touch igniting a fire under your skin as your fingers brushed over your breasts, your hips, teasing along the curves of your body. “Like this?” you asked softly, your voice trembling with a mix of nerves and desire.

Jeno groaned low in his throat, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip as his eyes darkened. His grip on himself tightened, his strokes growing deliberate and firm. “Just like that,” he muttered, his tone thick with need. “But don’t stop there, baby. Don’t hold back. Show me what I fucking do to you.”

The raw, dangerous edge in Jeno’s voice sent a shockwave of heat straight to your core, your entire body alive with a mix of fear and unbearable need. The weight of his gaze pushed you past hesitation, your hands trembling slightly before they moved with a bold, reckless urgency. Your fingers slid over your bare skin, lingering on the curves of your breasts as you cupped and squeezed, your thumbs brushing over your hardened nipples in a deliberate tease. The sharp jolt of sensation sent your back arching, your breaths turning into shallow gasps as your hands trailed lower, every movement slow and deliberate, meant to drive him—and yourself—insane.

Jeno’s breathing turned heavier, his chest rising and falling as his hand moved faster over his cock, his knuckles flexing as he gripped himself with a rough, punishing pace. His jaw clenched, and a dark, guttural growl slipped from his throat as his eyes burned into you, devouring every inch of your exposed skin with an intensity that made your legs tremble.

Your hands dipped lower, brushing over the softness of your thighs before one hand slipped boldly between them. Your fingers pressed against your slick heat, the contact making your knees weaken as you circled your clit with slow, deliberate pressure. A soft moan escaped your lips, the sound filling the tension-charged air between you. Your other hand gripped your breast harder, your fingers tugging at your nipple as you gave in to the raw need coursing through you. The combination of sensations sent a tremor through your body, your hips instinctively rolling against your hand, seeking more.

Jeno’s eyes were glued to you, his gaze heavy and smoldering as he muttered, “That’s it, baby,” his voice raw and dripping with hunger. “Touch yourself. Show me how much you need me. Don’t fucking hold back.” The heat in his words sent a thrill through your body, making you bolder as your fingers slid lower, dipping between your thighs to press against the slick heat there.

Your whimpers filled the room, mixing with the wet sounds of your arousal and the rhythmic slick of Jeno stroking himself through his boxers. His breathing grew heavier, his hand moving with a punishing pace as he leaned forward slightly, watching you with a sharp, dangerous intensity.

“Fuck,” he growled, his jaw tightening as his eyes burned into you. “Look at you. So fucking desperate. Keep going, baby. Don’t stop.”

The words spurred you on, your fingers moving faster, rougher, curling inside yourself as you bucked against your hand. The raw edge in his voice made you think—hope—that tonight might be different. That maybe he’d let you have what you wanted, let you fall apart under his gaze for once. But then, like a crack of lightning, the mood in the room shifted.

Jeno’s hand stilled suddenly, his expression darkening as his jaw clenched. His eyes, once heavy with lust, sharpened into something cold and unrelenting. Before you could process the change, he surged forward, grabbing your wrist in a brutal grip and yanking your hand away from yourself. The motion was so sudden, so rough, it left you gasping, your body frozen in shock.

“You really think you can fucking touch yourself without my permission?” he snarled, his voice razor-sharp and laced with fury. His fingers tightened around your wrist, holding it down against your side as he leaned in, his breath hot and heavy against your ear. “You thought I was serious? Thought I’d let you come tonight? After the shit you pulled?”

Your mind raced, trying to piece together where you’d gone wrong, but the sharp sting of his grip and the venom in his voice drowned out any coherent thought. “Jeno, I—”

“Shut the fuck up,” he growled, cutting you off with a brutal edge to his tone. “Don’t even try to talk your way out of this.” His other hand gripped your chin roughly, forcing your head up to meet his glare. “You thought teasing me all day—sending those texts, making me wait, wearing that fucking dress—wasn’t going to have consequences? You wanted to act like a brat, and now you think you get to come?”

His words hit you like a slap, and the realization sank in. He’d led you on, let you believe tonight might be different, just to punish you for pushing him too far. He’d known exactly what he was doing when he told you to touch yourself, letting you think you were in control, only to rip it away in the most brutal way possible.

“Answer me,” he snapped, his voice harsh as his fingers dug into your chin. “Who the fuck do you belong to?”

“You,” you choked out, your voice trembling under his hold, the mix of his anger and dominance leaving you breathless.

“That’s right,” he snarled, releasing your chin only to grab a fistful of your hair, yanking your head back with a rough tug that sent a sharp jolt through your body. “So get on your fucking knees.”

You scrambled to obey, your legs shaking as you dropped to the floor. The tension in the room was suffocating, his dominance towering over you as he stood, hooking his thumbs under the waistband of his boxers and dragging them down just enough to free his cock. Your eyes widened at the sight of him, hard and throbbing, and despite the sharp sting of his grip on your hair, your mouth watered.

“Look at you,” he muttered, his voice low and dripping with disdain as his free hand pumped himself slowly. “You’re not coming tonight. Not after everything you’ve pulled. You’re going to spend the rest of this night on your knees, taking me however I want, and you’re going to fucking thank me for it.”

The sharp tug of his hand in your hair forced your head back, his cock brushing against your lips in a tease that made your thighs clench instinctively. His wicked smirk curled as he tilted your head just enough to make you look up at him, the promise of a long, merciless night reflected in the dark hunger of his gaze.

And yet, as your lips parted, anticipation curling low in your belly, you knew you wouldn’t want it any other way. It was the way he owned you completely, the way he stripped you of control and made you his, that left you trembling with need even as your release was ripped away. You knew tonight would leave you aching, unsatisfied, desperate—but that’s exactly why you loved it.

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[viasdreams]

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comforting the dreamies !!

a/n: this is my first time writing comfort so i hope yall like how it turned out!!

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[jenomi]

Boyfriend!Jeno A-Z Headcanons

prompt list by @snk-warriors

Activities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

jeno would either plan really simple but cute dates like going to the movies and dinner or he'd do something at home like making charms or painting. anything just to spend some quality time with you <3 jeno's also so thoughtful and creative, i feel like once in a while he'd plan a more extravagant date based on something you mentioned once or if he saw you watching a lot of videos about a certain activity on insta or tiktok, he'd plan it for you guys to do together.

Beauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

it's corny but jeno just thinks you're beautiful inside and out. he gets a little bitter when strangers call you pretty cuz they just don't get you like he does! of course he thinks you're the most beautiful person he's ever laid eyes on, but he also loves your humor, personality, habits, and everything.

Comfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

jeno is literally your rock, unwavering support and love even when you feel like pushing him away. he'll just be there for you and make sure you know that he's always there if you want to talk or just want to cuddle. he'll always lend a listening ear and a shoulder to cry on.

Dreams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

marriage, duh. altho he doesn't imagine himself having kids like the other dreamies imagine having children. jeno just dreams of a comfortable life with you, where you go to each other's annual family vacations, family dinners, friend gatherings and vacations where everyone gets along and he feels comfortable and in love. also, he definitely dreams of traveling the world with you.

Equal - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

jeno can definitely be both, depending on the situation. he was more passive when he was upset about something at the beginning of your relationship, and he's continuing to work on it to express himself, he just doesn't like starting arguments/confrontations :( dominant in everything else tho hehe

Fight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

very rarely will jeno shout during an argument, he tends to stay quiet which makes you even more angry cuz you wish he would just fight back. but he's very easy to forgive you because he really really hates fighting with you and he does try to see things from your pov. and ofc you do the same when he expresses himself too.

Gratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

jeno is incredibly grateful. grateful to have you by his side thru thick and thin, grateful that you choose each other each and every day. even the smallest things he's grateful for, like you tidying his clothes in the closet when he was rushing that morning.

Honesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

any secrets jeno has, they're unintentional. they'll be things he just never thought to bring up but they're usually not that big of a secret that would impact your relationship. you'll just pout at him for not sharing it ahead of time.

Inspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

jeno's not lying when he says he became a better person after meeting you. he's become more understanding and empathetic towards others and wants to try new things all the time with you and do the things that you like. in return, jeno's inspired you to be more hard working and patient with others.

Jealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

yes, jealousy is a disease and jeno has it. again, he doesn't always express it because he feels like he's overreacting in most situations. if you talk about your male coworker a lot, he'll get jealous and if it persists, his pent up jealousy will just become anger and you'll fight it out. but you try to never give him a reason to be jealous, he's your one and only afterall.

Kiss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

yes, duh. the first kiss was nothing crazy, you were laughing together on one of the dates at the beginning of your talking phase. you were really close together and it honestly just happened naturally. you both initiated it, it couldn't be helped! but since then, jeno's been obsessed with kissing you, he'll just do it whenever he wants.

Love Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

cutie jeno would prob be kinda awkward about it >.< it would be on a regular night in and he would start to dance around his confession but you wouldn't pick up on it, you just thought he was tired and saying things. then he would properly sit up and grab your hand, "y/n, i'm trying to tell you i love you." you would be so shocked by that, but his calm yet sudden outburst to you would fill your heart with love and joy and you'd reply, "i love you too, jeno."

Marriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

jeno would propose to you after one of your special dates with a intimate night at home. it would be set up full of candles leading up to the bed where there's a small but luxurious bouquet with your favorite flowers. when you turn around, you see jeno kneeled onto one knee, "y/n, make me the happiest man to walk this earth and be my beautiful wife for always and forever. will you marry me?" you guys would lead a simple, yet unwavering loving marriage full of happiness and adventures together just the two of you.

Nicknames - What do they call their s/o?

babe, baby, jagiya, a quirky nickname derived from your real name cuz that's just jeno

On Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

jeno is constantly close to you or paying attention to you when you're out together. when you're with friends, it's obvious that you're together when you meet new people. he often expresses his feelings to you through his actions rather than his words, which is one of the reasons why people know you're together cuz jeno is always touching you in some way shape or form when you're out together.

PDA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

jeno doesn't necessarily brag, but he does talk about you all the time. "oh, y/n and i went there last week" "oh y/n told me..." "y/n is waiting for me" it's always you you you, haechan def teases him about it. and again, jeno's obsessed w kissing you, if you show up to a team dinner jeno will just kiss you out of habit and get shy after lol

Quirk - Some random ability they have that's beneficial in a relationship.

you know how jeno always comes up with creative solutions in content? that would happen a lot in your relationship with jeno. he would always find solutions that require less work but create the same results. or if you were missing a tool, he would find an alternative tool that would get the job done (and if it's something that just requires strength, he does it for you very easily).

Romance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

i wouldn't say jeno is super romantic, but he's appropriately romantic to leave you happy and satiated. jeno doesn't like being cliche, but when he does show his romantic side, it's very romantic and tailored for especially you that you have no choice but to feel touched and love your boyfriend even more than you did the day before.

Support - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

of course - jeno is so supportive of your goals and always encourages you to take steps towards them even as you encounter setbacks. he believes in you and trusts that you can do anything you set your mind to. he will try to help in any way he can, like setting up meetings with certain people that can help guide and mentor you in achieving your goals in better ways than he ever could.

Thrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

jeno likes feeling comfortable, but he does need some spice to keep himself stimulated. if there's certain things that you both already know you love (like a restaurant), he's happy to just stick with that and not try something new. but if you both feel like you're missing a certain something (like a specific cuisine or dish), you'll go out to explore it until you find something you both love and just add it to your routine. [things are def frequently spiced up in bed ofc]

Understanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

since the beginning of your relationship with jeno, he's always tried to be as empathetic as possible. he always knew he wanted to know you inside and out, so he made it his mission to know every little thing about you. what you like and don't like, your habits, your pet peeves, your favorite things, everything.

Value - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?

your relationship definitely lies within his top 3 priorities in his life, next to his job and his family. you are his everything and he genuinely can't imagine what his life would look like without you there, so he makes sure to take care of you and your relationship.

Wild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

jeno's favorite mundane thing to watch you do is eat. sure, you don't think you look very flattering when you eat, but jeno thinks you look so cute munching away at your food and humming when it's really good. you think jeno's a slow eater, but really he just gets distracted watching you eat, feeling happy that he gets to do these simple, beautiful things with you and feeling proud that he's taking good care of you.

XOXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

jeno is subtly very affectionate towards you. he will always be touching you when you're out together, typically its thru holding hands cuz we know how much he loves holding hands :( he doesn't really like to kiss in public, but behind closed doors, TRUST he's kissing you all over all the time and cuddling you wherever you lay or stand.

Yearning - How will they cope when they're missing their partner?

jeno feels like he's going absolutely insane when he doesn't see you for 2 or more days. two days is his limit. afterwards, he gets kinda cranky and extra pouty and sad cuz he misses you so much :( he'll spam your phone with messages until you reply, and when you do he'll just call you so he can see your face and hear your voice. but it's simply not enough because he wants to touch you and kiss you. he'll do anything to be able to see you again as soon as possible.

Zeal - Are they willing to go to great lenghts for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

he is, but only to a certain degree as he has boundaries just like you do. if you asked him to move into your place instead of the other way around, he would do it no problem. he would book getaways for you when you were feeling down without you having to ask for them. but if you asked him to cut off his friends/family for no reason, he wouldn't do it. again, jeno would do a lot of things for your relationship, but only if they're reasonable.

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[strrykais]

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[bambiel]

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[tigermark]

another jeno drabble bc he's still fine asf

jeno sat on your shared bed while he waited for you to come out of the bathroom while you were getting ready for a night out. when he hears the door open, he immediately looks up, his eyes scanning over your body.

"pretty as always my baby. you ready to go?" he says as he slides his phone into his pocket. he stands up off the bed and reaches out to fix the strap of your dress that had begun to slip off your shoulder.

"mhm, i just need to put my jacket and shoes on..." you say, looking around the room. you pick up your jacket and put it on, walking out of the room to get your heels.

jeno follows closely behind you, hands not falling far from your body. his hands graze the small of your back as you pick up your shoes, your eyes immediately meeting his when you stand back up.

"here darling, i'll help you with those," he says, pulling out one of the nearby chairs for you to sit on. he squats on the floor infront of you, fiddling with the buckle of your shoe before he places it on your foot and wraps the strap around your ankle. he makes sure the heel is secured before he moves onto the next one, standing back up and helping you up afterwards.

"thank you jeno..." you say, lost in his eyes. he places a quick peck on your lips and smiles at you, his hand reaching for yours instinctively.

"lets go baby, i want everyone to see how beautiful my girl looks tonight."

[castleofclouds]

NCT Dream Proposing to you (Smau Vers)

pairings : nct dream × you

disclaimer : fiction, typo, non-idol

special tags : @1daily2lele7

Story are by ©castleofclouds do not repost or upload.

• • •• • • • • • • ↺͏͏ ° < ll >> ⋮≡ • • • • • • • • • •

Mark Lee.

Renjun Huang.

Jeno Lee.

Haechan Lee.

Jaemin Na.

Chenle Zhong.

Jisung Park.

Masterlist.

A/N

I know I did this thing in the past, and apparently many people love this, so I'm back with another version, which one do you think the cutest, I actually got inspired by watching the tds3 they were holding rings. How can I not fumbled like wtf?! Knetz are so spoiled, when is it my turn?! Gosh. Any way I hope you enjoy this one.

[entrecannibales]

͏ ╋━ ͏ ͏ㅤ 🥷🏻 ⎠ ØŪT † 0͟0͟3 ͏╱ سخيف

[saacrilegious]

ㅤㅤㅤ૮ .◜◡◝ ა🌸 甘くて繊細な花 21 ⎯⎯

[dv124]

cr: silverlinning (twt)

[winwintea]

𝑼𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑻𝒓𝒆𝒆: Now playing track 01. White Winter Hymnal by Pentatonix

PROFILES (2) ↤ MASTERLIST ↦ NEXT

AUTHOR'S NOTE ↬ the qr codes are real btw. (scan for a surprise!) sorry chenle having to confirm that he’s straight for the second time ever was so funny to me i had to include it in the smau. i don’t think i’ve ever made him gay or bi in any smau lol and even without the first confirmation we got in 2020 he radiated straight vibes. 💀 i love him and his zest bucket self though like u go king!

SUMMARY ↬ you’ve heard enough of the word ‘christmas’ and it was only the beginning of december! sometimes you’d wish people would just throw their cheerfulness out the window and focus on reality. unfortunately for you lee jeno has just drawn your name for the company’s annual secret santa swinter swap and he’s going to make sure you get a gift you’ll never forget. (and maybe even get you to appreciate christmas along the way?)

TAG LIST ↬ @aquaphoenixz @lyvhie @nerdsungie @nanaxwi @syatchy @polarisjisung @peterm4rker @spacejip @yizhrt @thegracerammy @soobinbunnie5 @mmjhh1998 @botchedbrat @multifandomania @swanyvess @antifrggile @gukuwii @revlada @hyucksunset @t-102 @luvandletter @savannahhsworld @lo-la17 @tweetiebirb @ant-onie

[doughyk]

ᡣ𐭩 RUN YOUR MOUTH ᡣ𐭩

006. AITA??

𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩

-𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 (𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗): @spacejip @iamsimplyasimp @nanahachi3 @dinonuguaegi @xxxnrigi @chenlesfavorite @peterm4rker @joyzluvr @winwintea @haefelt @mouldyeggsblog @yeosangiiess @ypoom151999 @luluvhs @livingdoll-hara @flaminghotyourmom @222low @slayhaechan @jeonghansshitester

Authors note: YIPPIE AN UPDATE! I’m trying to slow burn this as long as I can😭 I also need to update the master list and all the links plss. My phone doesn’t let me add links so I have to do them on my MacBook LIKEE pls tumblr . ALSO PLSS LET ME KNOW IF IM MISSING YOU ON THE TAGLIST!!

[mins-fins]

i killed you — [ lee jeno — 엔시티. ]

and you're possibly on the verge of death, humbling, painstakingly slow death (well not really, you're simply overdramatic) | now playing ౨ৎ

"hello? cadet seventy four? do you read?"

fuck the control panel for being built high up, you have to lug yourself upward to even attempt a hand on top of the buttons. fortunately, you memorized the placements of specific buttons, levers, and sensors just in case you or other members of the crew suddenly went blind, had an accident or..

whatever the fuck just happened to you just now.

your palm smashes against the communication button, and your intake of breath is in tandem with an increase of pain in your chest. "yes yes, my apologies i'm simply—"

"are you alright?"

lord you wish you were. only one very person on this spacecraft requires adequate medical training and they are currently not having the best time, possibly rendered unconscious by the prior events which had unfolded. you cough, hopelessness foreshadowed. "i'm having some trouble! huang is unconscious!"

"huang is wha— how did that even happen!?"

"it was a critical situation that i took care of okay!? jesus i think i broke something.."

help is useless when communication is all on earth, you switch off communication and slump forward as your limbs give in, possibly fracturing something else in the process.

"ow.." you mumble, tears pooling at the corners of your eyes.

if you were to die, you could at least have died in a much more delicate manner. you should have passed in your sleep, peacefully, on the cusp of a beautiful dream about the stars, not on the floor of a spacecraft which you worked several years towards just to be thwarted by some otherworldly thing that attempted to take out your teammate.

well, not everybody gets what they desire.

"hey, get up".

"ow ow ow, hey! you're going to get fined if you break my bones!" you whine, despite a guardian angel being bestowed upon you, arms wrapping around you as your lifted in a typical bridal fashion. you curse silently, still on the peak of sobbing.

"you'll be fine.." your saving grace, lee jeno mutters, as if you can do anything but cry at your circumstances.

"jeno i'm gonna die" you allow yourself the pleasure of complete sadness, tears streaming down your cheeks as you whine endlessly about your mother and how you won't be seen for proceeding months because you're in space meaning it'll be so uncomfortable having to exist around a corpse.

"no you aren't".

"yes i am!" your hands are thrown up into the air, sobs clinging to your throat, hiccuping incessantly. "they're gonna tell my mom late and my funeral's gonna be terrible cause we'll get back home late!"

jeno sighs, swiping a tear with his thumb. "shh, it's alright, i'm here".

you let your tears stain his shirt, emotions encapsulating you over dramatically. when he finally does lay you down, you reach out for him, fingers slipping from his yet continuing to cling. jeno is only aware of the basics when it comes to medical care. "what about injunie?"

"hyuck has got that taken care of".

"is he not—"

"he's okay y/n" jeno reassures, his tranquility offering you a glimpse of solace in such a situation where it feels each bone is protruding from its kept place. "you need to relax" he rubs at your wrist, and you reach out to hold his hand, aware the gesture will bring you the consolation you need in this situation.

you take a deep breath, utterly useless currently. "i totally derailed us didn't i?"

and you aren't the captain, your authority naught, but the.. mess that just so happened to end in this situation came with consequences, even if you did defeat a certain undiscovered foe. "not by much, the journey won't change much".

"i did the right thing, right? i didn't just alter the mission?"

"fuck the mission" jeno states, a batch of words you'd never expect from such a stoic captain who prioritized the craft and earning his spot as an actual astronaut more than anything. there appeared to be a gleam of something different in his eyes this time, a strange sense of devotion. "god just— it's a miracle you two lived you shouldn't have done that by yourself".

"but i succeeded, wasn't it great?"

he scrunches his nose. "sure".

you pout, clutching to his hand as if he'll slip away at any moment, carried away by the wind the minute you allow for your intertwined fingers separate. "stay?"

you've never been one to beg, you suppose he could give you credence for now, the situation calls for it.

his hold on your hand tightens, and he nods as he presses your foreheads together. "of course".

[nislost]

missing jeno’s long hair. an angel lost its wings i swear

[jenjwi]

does anyone have any recs for jeno fics?? i just keep seeing him painted as this hard daddy dom crazy psycho when my man is famously a soft socially awkward homebody so if yknow a fic w/ him like that i would gladly appreciate it and i'm sure others would too!! thankyew <33

[castleofclouds]

If Nct Dream As A Dream Job.

Disclaimer : fiction, grammatical error, or typos.

Special tags : @1daily2lele7 ^^

Story by ©castleofclouds do not copy or repost

We all have our own different ideas of a “dream future, some people wish to have lived freely, thus there's a saying, “dream jobs, if money didn't matter.” but in dream vers!

Mark As Novelist.

Mark would be a novelist, he would spend a day with his favorite drink by his side, daydreaming about the life of other people, he normally enjoy writing his script in a coffeehouse while enjoying a nice warm bread.

Mark never stays at one place, he always travelling around the world to see the world, he says it's for his research purpose.

He would 100% love writing about fantasy and even romance book, and sometimes he often challenges himself to write another genre that he never write before.

His publishers will really have a hard time based on how free mark as a novelist would be, he would spend weeks to write his first draft and went AWOL the next month just to show up with panda eyes and a complete book.

Renjun As Artist.

Renjun always had passion in painting or just the idea of colors in a canvas, he could spend an hour just to draw doodles at the bottom of his papers, he always seems like a creative and talented person so it's not a surprise.

You could find Renjun on the park, or a garden, drawing people that passes by, as he imagined the life they lead, what is their routine for the morning, do they eat cereals for breakfast or a straight up buffet?

Renjun art are ambiguous, yet full of mystery, so many symbolism you could find just based on his drawing, it looks like his drawing always holds a bigger mystery of Renjun mind, that only few can understand.

He often held an exhibition, showcasing his arts, and it's the most fun of the days, he felt joyous seeing people enjoying his arts, as he inspired others to be like him, an artist.

Jeno As Barista.

Jeno had many talent, he could do well in so many things in life, one thing for sure, he looks good in apron, Jeno as a barista is a dream come true, and Jeno would totally do his works diligently, he is just that trustworthy, you can trust your coffee to him. He will not dissapoint.

Jeno would spend days learning about new latte art, watching it from his YouTube and recreating it on his home, with his cat and enjoying a warm eclair.

Every each of his coffee could brighten someone days, he makes sure to tend to every each carefully, making sure the beans were perfectly measured to taste good.

His cafe never empty, there's always people interested about the coffee he make, and not only coffee he can many more things, just leave it to Jeno, he will find a way!

Haechan As Film Maker.

Haechan love the idea of entertaining other people, than having to entertain himself, he loved the idea of people enjoying what he brings to the table, and if it makes people laugh, he wouldn't asked for anything else.

Haechan never stop searching for another place to set his camera, imagining his actors playing a scene, he could imagine the actors dancing in the middle of the fall, as the leaf fall from the tree, he never stop imagining of what scene will be held next.

Haechan love all kind of movies, he loves romance, and he knows how to capture the essence of what love truly is, either it's a good ending, or an ending with a heartbreak, he will make sure to bring the movies to life, as if the audience were in the film themselves.

He doesn't like the idea of being pressure, so most of his works are singlehandedly by him, sometimes if it means he had to pay for everything he would do it, he will live for today if that's what makes people happy.

Jaemin As Florist.

Jaemin as a florist, is a great combo, both are beautiful and delicate on some many parts, Jaemin always gives off vibes of someone gentle, someone that knows how to take care of others, just like how different plants have different way of care.

He would always waking up the earliest, while cluster different part of the flowers, cutting the stems or the leaf, and he loves making bouquet the most he found joy in that, and he would do it again and again.

His favorite flower are poppy and gladiolus, because that's his birth flower, he thinks the idea of flower base on his month of the birth are pretty, and he loved making bouquet for special occasions.

He works together with some other florists and he love teaching the young about the arranging flowers, on days when he doesn't work he love giving free bouquet to other people.

Chenle As Baker.

Chenle would totally be a baker, he loves kitchen and baking could totally be something he skilled about, baking are his way of showing love, he could bake cinnamon roll and send it to you every time he missed you.

On days when he doesn't stay at his baker, he loves showing support by going to another baker in town, learning about how specific place scone can have different taste than the others startled him a lot.

He could totally be making many kinds of cakes or desserts but one thing for sure he loved making brownies, he had a friend, Felix who teaches him how to make brownies and he never stop making it ever since.

His bakery would always filled with customer, he love trying new recipes every week is a paradise.

Jisung As Astronomer.

It's not a secret anymore Jisung love for space, is bigger than the universe itself, he always found himself wonder about the space and the sky, what could be hiding behind all of those beautiful planets in outer space.

As an astronomer of course he would spend his days watching the stars, times where he is the luckiest are when he saw a fallen stars, he thinks it's a charm for tomorrow, always giddy even found himself smiling from ear to ear.

He spend most of his day at his house, studying about the space, searching for the potential another living creature, he wished one day he could find something much more bigger than the Jupiter itself.

He love stargazing, watching as the star twinkles under the dark blue sky, contrast to the sparkling stars always excited him, and even bringing his own telescope to watch the stars closer.

Masterlist.

A/N

Hi hi, Cassie here how are you? Sorry if lately I didn't post as much as I did, i'm Trying, I wish you could understand that, I will make sure to do my best at my series and more. Hope you have a nice day!