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genre: childhood friends to lovers!auย โฎ fluff
group & member: NCTโs Jaehyun
word count: 5.5k
a/n: inspired after watching the movie forย โTo All the Boys Iโve Loved Beforeโ +ย please read the book series too and stamp โjaehyun channels big kavinsky energyโ on your foreheadย
last updated: 04.09.20
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Taeil
โณ eurekaย โฃย @wereseoyoung | social media au, fluff angst [15+ parts]
โณ hashiriyaย โฃ @neocultvretechs | smut, street racer!taeil, photographer!reader [word count: 5k]
โณ piano man โฃย @thenctcults | smut, college au [word count: 4.2k]
โณ freely โฃย @floraltaeil | romance, smut, bass player!taeil, punk!taeil [wc: 6.9k]
โณ the waves will clash once moreย โฃ @wonho-ssi | siren au, siren!taeil, death mentions, angst, fluff, bit of violence [word count: 11k] โกย
โณ the sun, the moon and the stars โฃย @neoneversleeps | major angst, major character death, hanahaki au [word count: 6k]
โณ teacher, teacher!ย โฃ @caliboyjaeffrey | teacher au, fluffย
Taeyong
โณ sasaeng | l. taeyong (m) โฃย ย @caiuscassiuss | stalker au, idol/sasaeng au, angst, graphic violence, mature themes, smut [word count: 15k]ย โก
โณ fish, knives and everything nice with: taeyongย โฃ @icedcappujaeno | fluff, slight angst, gang leader!taeyong, doctor!reader, violence [wc: 5.5k]
โณ fool โฃย @yongtxt | social media au, romance, comedy, fluff, collegeau, roommate au, friends to lovers au - masterlist is linkedย
โณ within this roomย โฃ @kz-i-co | smut, fluff, slight angst, ex!taeyong [wc: 4.6k]
โณ the consequences of cursing cupid โฃย @skydivingstars | feat. cupid!johnny & nymph!mark, fluff, angst, modern greek au, s2l au [word count: 5.5k]
โณ watchful eyes and earnest liesย โฃ @wonho-ssi | camboy au, fluff, slight angst, smut, violence, mature themes [word count: 17.3k]
โณ perfidiousย โฃ @neocultvretechs | smut, major angst, fluff, descriptions of depression and anxiety/panic attacks [word count: 8.7k]ย
โณ beauty and the beast โฃย @henderyv | prince!taeyong, female gardener!reader, angst, fluff, mentions of violence [wc: 16.7k] โกย
โณ playing the gameย โฃ @sluttyten | college!au, smut, angst, fluff [wc: 11.7k]
โณ just a taste โฃย @lovingyong | MAJOR ANGST, vampire!taeyong, slayer!reader, violence, light smut, (i literally cried omg) [wc: 14.2k] โกย
โณ twistย โฃ @icedcappujaeno | gamer/barista!taeyong, fluff, [word count: 5k]
congratulations on #punch2ndwin
ยป word count:ย 4.9kย ยป pairing: yuta x readerย ยป genre:ย slow burn romance, crack, exes to lovers!auย ยป warnings: mild language, suggestive content. ยป summary: your ex-boyfriend yuta thought you hated him but you (accidentally) sent him a booty text, and he accepted, and now youโre kind of considering it.
a/n: i made a playlist for this and got in my feels ๐คงas usual. thanks to @chertaeilโ for being my beta (and for your yuta spam in the gc!!!) ๐
200510 โก mc jaehyun
SUPERHUMAN.
Summary | Jaehyunโs parents are coming home for Christmas and he may have made the biggest mistake of telling them he has a โgirlfriendโ. Insert you, his best friend, who so happens to be the only girl he knows and trusts. You, on the other hand, would have never expected Jaehyun to show up at your door at two in the morning with nothing but a proposition; to be his fake girlfriend. And man, are you in big trouble.
Genre | fluff, angst, slow burn, fake dating!au + friends to lovers!au + ceo!jaehyun (because why TF not??)
Word Count | 18.3k+ words (oof almost made it to the estimated count of ~20k)
Warnings |ย lots of bickering!
authorโs note: itโs finally here! this took longer than i had initially thought, but iโm just glad that itโs done. this is literally the first one shot on this blog, so letโs make it official :-)ย
Itโs an early Sunday morning when Jung Jaehyun shows up at your door. Thereโs an unusual feeling in your gut for he shows up in casual clothing. His usual business attire is replaced with a loose black hoodie and a pair of jeans. He also shows up with a lopsided smile spread across his lips, a smile that you know so well and what it truly meant. But youโre too tired to even bother.ย
โHey,โ he greets you, and you lean against the door-frame to look up at him with a questioning gaze. โCan I come in?โ
You glare at him. โIt better be worth my time, Jaehyun. Itโs two in the morning and do you know what my eyes are begging me to do? Yes, thatโs right, sleep.โ
โI wonโt take too much of your time, I promise.โ He reassures you and you squint your eyes at him before moving aside to let him in.
He makes his way inside your apartment, entering into your small living room to take a seat on your couch. At this point, the sleep in your eyes have been rubbed away and you begin to notice his unusual behavior. You raise an eyebrow suspiciously.ย
โWait, first of all, why are looking at me like that?โ You question while folding your arms.
Summary | A recollection of all the times youโve fallen in love with your best friend Jung Jaehyun, the times where you hopelessly pine after him, and the times where he starts to fall in love with you too.
โ inspired by the song Let Me Know by LANY
Pairing | Jung Jaehyun x Reader
Genre | fluff, angst, slow burn (itโs literally endless pining)
TIME โ STARTย
[7:11 pm]: sunny days, summer nights
[3:04 am]: restore the feeling
[4:57 am]: break my heart again
[10:49 pm]: please love me
[11:11 pm]: wishful thinking
[9:01 am]: take meย away
[10:28 am]: who hurt you?
[1:58 am]: love again
[3:34 pm]: gold
[8:22 pm]: most prized possession
[5:12 am]: first love
summerโs interlude 03
TIME โ END
Pairing: Crown Prince!Jeno x Reader
Genre: fluuuuuuuuuffffff (my friend described it as cavity inducing sweetness), royalty!au, somewhat a cinderella!au tbh
Word Count: 4.3k
Summary: The prince is throwing a ball, and even commoners like you and Jeno are invited.
A/N: sorry this wasnโt up sooner!! even though its a bit late, i hope youโll give this a read thank you!! also look upย โviscaria flower meaningโ if you want
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โHave you heard about the ball the prince is throwing?โ
Only from every other customer thatโd strolled into your store today with their clothes to be mended and gossip to be shared. Still, you could humor your most frequent visitor.
โOh do tell, Jeno.โ
The boy leaning across your counter beamed, his handsome features scrunching boyishly. Heโd made a habit of dropping by, always with some small request heโd use as an excuse to chat. You never minded, happy for any company, but especially his. Heโd energetically tell you about whatever was buzzing about the village, and small stories about his everyday life- that is, when he didnโt giggle too much to recount them properly. Heโd tell you about his work as a gardener, tending to flowers and befriending ladybugs.
Jeno was not a gardener.
It was the only lie heโd told you. Even that pained him, but it was necessary in order to avoid a commotion every time he snuck away from the castle and his princely duties. Whenever he grew too overwhelmed, too bored, too frustrated, heโd shed his usual clothes and replace them with ones he borrowed from the castleโs actual gardener, and head straight for you.
Heโd first stumbled into your store without meaning to, dodging a few castle guards coincidentally walking by. Once heโd gathered his bearings, though, and looked around, he knew heโd have to come back again. Heโd seen sprawling gardens, majestic paintings, buildings made of gleaming marble, and yet had never seen anything as beautiful as your little store. Vivid scraps of fabric and thread littered the floor, like a patchwork made of other peopleโs lives, with little bits of their memories strewn about. Streaks of light speckled the floor from a window made hazy from dust. Pins and buttons glittered in the blurred sunlight, more dazzling than any jewel. It was breathtaking.
And then he saw you.
Jeno had never believed in love at first sight, or in angels, but you changed both of those beliefs in an instant. He watched as you dusted off your hands and swept your hair back with your palms, your brow furrowed as you focused on your work. He didnโt speak a word, too captivated to risk breaking this moment.
โOh, hello! Iโm sorry, I didnโt see you. How can I help you?โ
โโฆWhat?โ
You looked at him questioningly. โHow can I help you? What do you need repaired?โ Your gaze fell upon a large tear in his cloak. โOh, I see.โ He looked around, then followed your eyes to the same rip, and realized it mustโve happened just before.
โA-ah, yes. That.โ
โWell, I can fix something like that quickly, if you donโt mind waiting a few minutes.โ
He nodded eagerly at the chance to spend even a second longer with you, and wondered how much clothing he could intentionally tear in the future before youโd realize his true motives.ย
Soloist!NCT series: Jaehyun, Mark, Taeyong, Doyoung
Paring: Boyfriend!Jaemin x Reader
Genre: fLUFF
Word Count: 650
Summary: Early mornings, fresh snow, and a cheesy boyfriend make for a pretty good time.
You awoke to darkness and the sound of your phone ringing. Groggily, you sat up and opened it. You winced at the bright light, and even more egregious, the time. The phone began to ring again and you picked up.
โJaemin, why are you calling me at 6:00 in the morning?โ
word count: 18,247
genre: highschool!au, baseball player!jisung, a lot of angst and fluff. childhood friends to enemies to friends to lovers lmao
warnings: mentions of bullying, a lot of emotional baggage from jisungโs part, physical fighting, basically lots of high school angst.
authorโs note: hey everyone! im finally back from the dead lol, thank you to everyone who has waited to long for this and sent me nice messages, they really encouraged me :) anyway, a couple of things you guys should know before you start are: i tried to make this jisung a lot like real jisung idk if i did but i hope it worked lol and i tried to make as unfiltered of high school experience as you can get. so jisung faces bullying and social pressure in this and the 2000 line and chenle are all the same age as jisung in this. its a long one but i really hope you like it! thank you! (Btw!! this one is for all my 2002 liners who are going into senior year, lets make this year the best one yet!)
synopsis: 4 years ago, you and jisungโs long term friendship came to an abrupt end. now in senior year, the two of you find yourselves being forced together again by your mothers. suddenly, jisung begins to ask himself what is more important: his reputation or you.ย
alternatively;ย
if all it is is 8 letters, why is it so hard to say?
Fuck...
Pairing: Jaemin x Reader
Genre: Fluff, Royalty!AU, Arranged Marriage AU, perhaps a small dash of what could be interpreted as implied smut?? but I donโt interpret it that way so its up to you
Word Count: 5.3k
Summary: The prospect of marrying someone youโd never met devastated you. However, your new husband never ceases to surprise you.ย
A/N: ahhh my first fic in a little while!! ik itโs quite long, but i hope youโll give it a read! thank you!!
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You waited in front of the church doors, a veil covering the devastation in your eyes. Your mother pressed a hand to your shoulder in some cheap imitation of comfort, as if she wasnโt the one who got you here. She gripped you too tightly, as if to imply escape was impossible. The white fabric of your dress creased under her fingers, and you subconsciously wondered if it would be wrinkled as you walked down the aisle. No more tears were left in your eyes; theyโd fallen, one by one, all through the night, and had dried into a red stain that no cosmetic could cover.
The church doors opened.ย
The organ blared, the choir sang. The guests stood up and turned, their feet shuffling against the tiled floor. It was a cacophony. Nightmarish. Your knees shook as you took step after step towards the future you would have never chosen. You felt like you were walking towards a guillotine, and almost wished you were.
You made it to the altar. If only lightning could smash through the stained glass and strike you before the vows, youโd be saved. You stared at the ground and prayed fruitlessly, not bothering to listen to the empty words the priest proclaimed.
They werenโt true anyway. There was no love to promise in the first place. You honestly werenโt even sure if you knew which prince you were marrying. Ever since you were born, names of rulers and their heirs had been thrust upon you, to befriend, to charm, to capture. They were all just blurred faces, overshadowed by the jewels on their clothing and the parents on their shoulders. Did it really matter who your parents had eventually chosen? Itโs not as though theyโd work to try and find someone youโd love, let alone like. You hoped it at least wasnโt some man old enough to be your grandfather, but reconsidered. Maybe theyโd die quickly and leave you to be the happiest widow alive. That was the best you could hope for, you supposed.
โAnd do you, y/n, take Jaemin to be your lawfully wedded husband?โ
โI do.โ
The words came out of your mouth flatly. Theyโd been practiced, ordered from you. You felt nothing offering them to the man before you- no affection, no intrigue, no guilt.ย
Youโd never meant anything less in your life.
Pairing: Jaemin x Reader
Genre: Fluff, Royalty!AU, Arranged Marriage AU, perhaps a small dash of what could be interpreted as implied smut?? but I donโt interpret it that way so its up to you
Word Count: 5.3k
Summary: The prospect of marrying someone youโd never met devastated you. However, your new husband never ceases to surprise you.ย
A/N: ahhh my first fic in a little while!! ik itโs quite long, but i hope youโll give it a read! thank you!!
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You waited in front of the church doors, a veil covering the devastation in your eyes. Your mother pressed a hand to your shoulder in some cheap imitation of comfort, as if she wasnโt the one who got you here. She gripped you too tightly, as if to imply escape was impossible. The white fabric of your dress creased under her fingers, and you subconsciously wondered if it would be wrinkled as you walked down the aisle. No more tears were left in your eyes; theyโd fallen, one by one, all through the night, and had dried into a red stain that no cosmetic could cover.
The church doors opened.ย
The organ blared, the choir sang. The guests stood up and turned, their feet shuffling against the tiled floor. It was a cacophony. Nightmarish. Your knees shook as you took step after step towards the future you would have never chosen. You felt like you were walking towards a guillotine, and almost wished you were.
You made it to the altar. If only lightning could smash through the stained glass and strike you before the vows, youโd be saved. You stared at the ground and prayed fruitlessly, not bothering to listen to the empty words the priest proclaimed.
They werenโt true anyway. There was no love to promise in the first place. You honestly werenโt even sure if you knew which prince you were marrying. Ever since you were born, names of rulers and their heirs had been thrust upon you, to befriend, to charm, to capture. They were all just blurred faces, overshadowed by the jewels on their clothing and the parents on their shoulders. Did it really matter who your parents had eventually chosen? Itโs not as though theyโd work to try and find someone youโd love, let alone like. You hoped it at least wasnโt some man old enough to be your grandfather, but reconsidered. Maybe theyโd die quickly and leave you to be the happiest widow alive. That was the best you could hope for, you supposed.
โAnd do you, y/n, take Jaemin to be your lawfully wedded husband?โ
โI do.โ
The words came out of your mouth flatly. Theyโd been practiced, ordered from you. You felt nothing offering them to the man before you- no affection, no intrigue, no guilt.ย
Youโd never meant anything less in your life.
what if weโre in love? haha, just kiddingโฆ unless?
pairing :: na jaemin x reader genre :: fluff / best friend + college au word count :: 1,552 words warnings :: none playlist ::ย talk too much (coin)ย โ face (woosung)ย โ pretend (bad suns)ย โ la belle femme (hunny)ย โ love you like crazy (taeyeon) authorโs note ::ย best f2l is the ultimate trope sorry i donโt make the rules
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Persistent fratboys at parties are the absolute worst. Already early into the night, you find yourself unable to shake off the latest leech in all his snapback and rayban glory. Why is it that they never back off until youโre forced to lie about a significant other? If youโre lucky, theyโll stop there. Itโs quite stupid how theyโll let you go only if you suddenly have a boyfriend, rather than simply understanding that you arenโt interested. Perhaps, theyโre too scared to confront how undesirable they actually are.
Literally, nobody wants someone who owns salmon shorts and more button up shirts with palm trees than necessary. Never mind the fact that youโve seen this guy participate in more forties at four than actually attend his classes sober if he even makes it to your shared A.I. ethics lecture at eight in the morning. And heโs wearing those god awful sperry boat shoes with no socks. Inwardly, you shiver.
Eyes flitting around, you desperately try to see if you can find any one of your friends nearby who can take you out of your misery, but Yeji and Yerim are already mixed in the drunken dancing crowd, and you canโt find Donghyuck or Jeno anywhere. Renjun had been standing with you prior, but he already went home a few minutes ago because he had midterms early tomorrow morning. However, perhaps Lady Luck understands your woes because you spot your best friend coming out of the kitchen.
You quickly grab his arm, pulling Jaemin over.ย โSorry, Iโm here with him already.โ
โThis is your boyfriend?โ the guy asks skeptically, unabashedly staring at your friend in question.
โYep. Yes, thatโs him. My boyfriend. Love of my life. My other half. His name is Jaemin.โ
Jaemin turns to look at you, somewhat confused. You try to send some sort of telepathic message to him, and to your relief, it seems that he understands when you shoot him a look of mixed panic and desperation.
โYeah, thatโs me. Iโm the boyfriend. The super significant other.โ He reconfirms your answer and returns the maleโs stare, giving him an enthusiastic thumbs up.
Great. Nothing says โI love youโ more than a common hand signal found on YouTube videos. Maybe you should tell fratboy to hit the subscribe button, too. Subscribe to see more daily mishaps in the life of y/n and watch as she digs an even deeper hole for herself.
