If | Lee Jeno

2:37 pm — chenle has everything. he has an expensive car, a magnificent mansion he treats as a home, dozens of butlers who answer his every beck and call – he has a more than lavish lifestyle. he attends one of the most prestigious institutions in the country and has a long list of impressive extra curriculars and scholarships.

however, every time he tries to snatch the attention of the quiet student who enjoys to linger in the library after school, and is met with a blank stare along with a polite refusal – why does his heart feel so empty?

‣ nct melanin!moodboard (pt2)

» a honeyed glow

the beautiful tan each of them sport in breathtaking and lovely. just that beautiful honey glow on their skin is enough to make anyone swoon.

Amortentia and Quidditch:

Word count: 6.35k

Pairing: Female reader x Mark Lee

Genres/themes: Winter holidays, Potterverse au, teeth achingly sweet fluff, flirting, crushes, and a quidditch game that gets a tad agressive.

Synopsis: It’s December and everyone seems to be getting into the holiday cheer! However this season you’re grappling with the decision of whether to go home to your family for the holidays or stay at Hogwarts with your friends while also trying to manage to hide your obvious crush on Mark Lee.

This fic was written as a secret Santa gift to @theleemark​! Chai happy holidays! You’re such a sweet and awesome person and I wish you all the best this holiday season and the upcoming year! You’re such a sweet person to know and I can’t wait to get to know you more as time passes! Happy holidays and lots of love <3

Refracted sunlight was what woke you early in the morning, gently stirring you from your slumber. Your eyes opened slowly, blinking away the sleep dust from the previous night and you let out a contented sigh as they focused on your surroundings. Around you your fellow Gryffindor’s slept quietly, not yet awake. The dorm was decorated in various pieces of tinsel, holly, wreaths and bells. The drapes of your yearmates’ canopied beds were the comforting red and gold of Gryffindor and three beds over you could hear Aaliyah’s gentle but present snores. You chuckled at the sound and looked up to your right where the light that had fallen on your face and woken you was coming from. 

You let out a slight gasp at what you saw and propped yourself up to catch a better glimpse of what was outside your window for everything, as far as you could see was covered in snow. The slanted roofs of Hogwarts castle, the ground from the castle courtyard to the hills leading down to Hagrid’s hut, even the forbidden forest far off in the distance, had a thick foot of fresh, pure, snow covering everything. The windowsill itself had its own helping of snow decorating it and icicles hanging from the top of the curved window frame caught the sun’s morning beams and shone them into the dorm room.

“Snow,” you breathed in awe. You slid out of bed, feet padding quietly on the stone floor which was, like the rest of the room, kept comfortably warm via use of some spell no doubt. You pressed yourself up against the cold glass of the window, peering through to get a better look of the outside, and when your breath fogged up the window you quickly drew random little shapes. But something soaring in the sky caught your eye and you blinked, squinting to focus on whatever was floating through the air. It looked to be some sort of ball, almost like one used in Quidditch– almost immediately you saw two boys on broomsticks hurtling after the ball, now most certainly a quaffle. They flew neck and neck, occasionally jostling up against the other, long bats in their hand. One wore Ravenclaw colours; the other was donned in Gryffindor robes.

“Runaway bludger!” The Gryffindor shouted as the bludger zoomed towards the castle. You could hear his voice faintly through the glass. “Damnnit Dejun, you hit it too hard!”

“I hit it too hard?” The Ravenclaw, Xiao Dejun, said in outrage. “You’re supposed to hit it hard, it’s a bludger! The damned thing has a mind of it’s own– move!” The Ravenclaw boy let out a squawk and sharply banked away from the Gryffindor as the bludger slowed its momentum and fiercely zipped back at the two boys. The Gryffindor continued to fly towards it and for a moment your breath caught, thinking he was going to be taken out by it. Then he smoothly dipped out of its way, turned and hit it squarely with his bat. 

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thanks for the tag @hyetomi teehee

i have no friends here anyways...

— yummy! [weeekly]

— love maze [bts]

— save [nct 127]

— bad girl [woo!ah!]

— shoot! [itzy]

— baby don't like it [nct 127]

— king of hearts [wayv]

— bazooka! [gwsn]

— i'm a star [wooseok x kuanlin]

— daydream [j-hope]

Music tag game!~

Thankyou so much for tagging me @canadianwatermelon

Rules: put your library/liked songs on shuffle and post the first ten songs that play!

Fly to my room (BTS)

10 Months (ENHYPEN)

Someone’s Someone (Monsta X)

Highway to Heaven - English Version (NCT 127)

Mmmh (KAI)

Cassette (DEMIAN)

예뻤어 You Were Beautiful (Day6)

NOT BY THE MOON (GOT7)

Sorry (The Rose)

Love talk - English Version (WayV)

tagging: @suhnnyseok @simp-for-sunghoons-hair-tied-up @taehyunsmine @random-shit6352 @kpopthingssss @shafidaaaa @theblackwolf21 and anyone else who wants to do this!!~

THIS IS SO GOOD OMG what a great way to end halloween,, and I love the ending thank you for making it a draw bcs i dont know what i would do if only one of them was eliminated

save your tears - jjh

SUMMARY. from going together against the world in your rebellious teenage years, it was you and your best friend against each other as adults. but nostalgia makes a detour before you go head-to-head. and perhaps, it get you to confess your deepest affections for each other before it’s too late.

PAIRING. jaehyun x fem!reader

WORD COUNT. 8.1k

GENRE. angst, tragic romance, fluff (if you squint really hard) | squid game!au, best friends to almost lovers!au, ex-gang leader!jaehyun, ex-gang member!reader

WARNINGS. character death/s, explicit language, some references to the show, sexual innuendos (from jaehyun), mentions of bad pasts (both jaehyun and reader), mentions of sex and drugs, mentions of various crimes (pickpocketing, assasination, murder), mentions and scenes of violence (blood, gunshots, physical fighting), petnames, reader cries a lot, making out

PLAYLIST. save your tears (slowed and reverb) by the weeknd ft. ariana grande | always forever by cults | sparks by coldplay | wildest dreams (taylor’s version) by taylor swift | apocalypse by cigarettes after sex | i’ll never smile again by tommy dorsey orchestra and frank sinatra | what a heavenly way to die by troye sivan | godspeed by frank ocean

author’s note: if you haven’t watched squid game, beware of the minor spoilers this story may give! this show is honestly one of my favorites of the year, feeding my love for thriller and survival shows. and man, i’m specifically still not over saebyeok and jiyeong aka soulmates who are definitely enjoying mojitos in the maldives rn </3 hence, i had to bring those emotions out so i wrote this. now this was a rollercoaster ride that took me A MONTH to finish and i’m happy with how it turned out! so embark on it as you please with caution :’) btw this is semi-edited too hehe

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“No, that can’t be.”

The light bag of marbles in your palm started to feel heavy, it’s worth now being a lot more than you expect from an old game your unknown grandparents must’ve played. 

It held your entire life. 

But the worst part? You just had to be paired with your partner-in-literal-crime, whom you survived and teamed up in the past games with. But even before the game, it’s been him by your side when the outside world left you an outcast.

“In this game, using your ten marbles, you will compete with your partner. The player who takes all ten marbles from your partner wins.”

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' MANIFESTING MAYHEM '

synopsis : the one where all of haechan's friends is in a relationship and yn just happens to know how to manifest romance genre/s : mini smau, university au, mostly fluff, a little bit of angst, humor

part one | part two | part three

from reese, with love <3

the brainrot hit... and now here we are >_< if you're reading my other smaus, you'll see that i basically just used accounts from treacherous with pictures swapped out bec my brain was too tired to make new ones ;-; anyways, i honestly don't know when i'll update the next part, but taglist is open if you want to be notified! just send me an ask or lmk through a reply on this post ! thanks for reading :) thoughts and rbs appreciated, i'd love to know what you think! hope you're all doing well and taking care!

A RHINO ?@#?#?#

guys barney is a dinosaur what the fuck

rooftop fight | prologue.

“when the day comes, we will dress up in suits and start a fight on the top floor on a rainy day”

let’s play pretend.

what if we’re in love? haha, just kidding… unless?

pairing :: na jaemin x reader genre :: fluff / best friend + college au word count :: 1,552 words warnings :: none playlist :: talk too much (coin) ⋆ face (woosung) ⋆ pretend (bad suns) ⋆ la belle femme (hunny) ⋆ love you like crazy (taeyeon) author’s note :: best f2l is the ultimate trope sorry i don’t make the rules

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 you’re forced to lie about a significant other? If you’re lucky, they’ll stop there. It’s quite stupid how they’ll let you go only if you suddenly have a boyfriend, rather than simply understanding that you aren’t interested. Perhaps, they’re 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 you’ve 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 he’s 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 can’t 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. “Sorry, I’m here with him already.”

“This is your boyfriend?” the guy asks skeptically, unabashedly staring at your friend in question.

“Yep. Yes, that’s him. My boyfriend. Love of my life. My other half. His name is Jaemin.”

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.

“Yeah, that’s me. I’m the boyfriend. The super significant other.” He reconfirms your answer and returns the male’s stare, giving him an enthusiastic thumbs up.

Great. Nothing says “I love you” 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.

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Simpler Times || Na Jaemin

Genre: Fluff,1950s references, lovers!au, valentines!au, part of @kpopscape​ Love Fools Valentines Collab

Pairing: new boyfriend!jaemin x female reader

Warnings: None, just tooth rotting fluff

Word Count: 1.4k

Synopsis: You had recently gotten into a relationship with Na Jaemin, and you had barely held hands properly, let alone kissed. Maybe the grand reopening of the Drive-In Cinemas will be able to fix that

A/N: When I saw the collab call, I couldn’t help myself. I am a sucker for history and Na Jaemin, so why not combine the two! I’m not sure how I feel about this piece so I really hope that you, dear reader, enjoy it! 

You heard a car horn ring put through the entire neighbourhood, signalling that your ride and your date had arrived at your house. Applying one last stroke to your bright red lipstick, you did one final check over in your mirror, smoothing out the non existent crinkles in the skirt of your white and black polka dotted dress. Your hair fell in neat curls, reminciant of an older era. That was the point of your whole outfit. Your friend had mentioned to you that the old drive-in cinemas, that had been opened in the early 50s, had been renovated and were holding a 1950s themed night, open to everyone with one rule; you had to wear a 1950s inspired outfit. With this information in mind, you had recently gotten into a relationship with the ever-so-sweet Na Jaemin, who you had yet to go out on a date that wasn;t at the local cafe. You saw this as the perfect opportunity and asked him if he would like to go with you, to which he had said yes before he heard the end of your sentence. 

You dashed out the front door to see your boyfriend, leather jacket only allowing a glimpse of a loose white t-shirt underneath. His hair was slicked back and a toothpick rested lazily between his lips. He really took the whole dress-up just as seriously as you did.

“Hey! You look good!” You greeted him, wrapping him in a welcoming hug. He returned the hug, his bright signature smile adorning his lips. 

“Thank you. You look just as delightful.” He replied, a chuckle resonating from you at his choice of words.

“Did you look up a list of 50s lingo or something?” You laughed, as Jaemin’s face turned serious.

“How did you know? Was it that obvious?” He inquired, making you laugh more. 

“No, not at all, darling. Let’s go, shall we?” You said, patting his shoulder and walking around to the passenger seat of his car. 

“I decided to go for the greaser look. Jeno said I looked like a ‘Grease’ reject. Does it look bad?” Jaemin questioned with a pout, as he put his seatbelt on and started the car. You looked at the boy and shook your head.

“Fuck whatever Jeno says. You look amazing, Jaem.” You saw a light blush bloom on Jaemin’s cheeks, a shy smile spreading across his face. 

“Thank you, baby. The movies?”

You nodded. “The movies.”

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