Who Gives A Fuck About Your Pretty Face When Your Heart Is So Fucking Ugly

happy haechan day !!

small edit i did teehee

⚬ pairing: seungcheol x fem!reader ⚬ word count: 4342 ⚬ warnings: brief drug mention ⚬ genres: mainly just fluff! college/uni!au

✧✎ synopsis: your longtime campus crush just received an interesting dare: to ask you out on a date. while the circumstances are questionable, you aren’t going to decline. maybe this is your ticket to romance. 

✧✎ a/n: if this title or plot sounds familiar, then that’s bc i finally accomplished a goal of mine: to rewrite i dare you. this was a fic i originally wrote in 2016!! i did change some aspects, so not everything is identical. PLS ENJOY ;w;

The bells to the café door jingled.

Normally, you wouldn’t be so attentive about the customers filtering in and out, but at that moment, your gaze shot over the lid of your laptop like a harpoon. It was roughly the right time, the right day. According to your judgement, this was when they usually came for their morning coffees. Jeonghan, Joshua, and Seungcheol: a very popular trio amongst the likings of your campus.  

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Mark, Jeno, Hyuck and Jaemin were called the F4 of SOPA. Like the power they hold

johnny // work it behind the scenes

“happy birthday!” - xdj

summary: planning a surprise party with wayv can end only end in disaster

genre: fluff | idolverse au, mutual pining au, idiots to lovers, brithday au

length: 1k words

pairing: birthday boy!dejun x reader

warnings: profanity

note: thank u to @ezralia-writes​ for looking this over heh

part of my 100 ways to say i love you mini series + repost from my old blog! 

“You can come out now. I know you’re all hiding.” Dejun sighs as he tosses his keys into the bowl by the door.

The dorms stay silent for a moment before a sad whine is heard. Yangyang pops out of his hiding spot and stomps up to Dejun before shooting his dollar store confetti popper into the air above them.

“Dude you couldn’t have even pretended to be surprised?” Yangyang tosses the used container aside and punches Dejun in the arm.

“Hey it’s not my fault you aren’t subtle.” Chuckling, Dejun ruffles Yangyang’s hair making the younger bat his hand away.

“We worked really hard though,” Yangyang pouts. “____ spent so much time trying to get us to function properly and I bought cake and Ten-”

“Wait, ___?” Dejun’s shock isn’t subtle.

“Yup,” You sigh as you stand up from your awkward crouch behind the dorm couch. “Surprise?”

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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!!~

PINK P💔WER — ピンクは最高の色です;;

cool blue - yuta

pairing - nakamoto yuta x female!reader genre - fluff; swimmer!yuta, high school!au, enemies to lovers!au warning - explicit language, alcohol abuse words - 7.156

summary - Nakamoto Yuta is the greatest enigma of your life and you can’t begin to explain how tired you are of it.

Or; in which Yuta is the pride and joy of the swim team and you really don’t like him one bit.

note - it’s not my fault, blame these pictures they attacked me behind a 7/11, threatened me with a knife, took my milk money, and all I said was thank you.

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i touched a vase | huang renjun.

pairing: potter!renjun x florist!reader 

synopsis: Your relationship with Renjun was strictly professional, albeit amicable. He would create beautiful ceramic vases that you’d commission for your display, and you supplied him with a collection of seeds he’d use to grow his own personal garden in his balcony. Renjun always felt like you two were walking around a glass vase that would break with a single wrong step, but sometimes he feels like he needs to make that first step into finally knocking it over. 

genre: romance, some levels of angst, magical realism, soulmates

wc: 7.4k

cw: slight mentions of familial death

a/n: idk man in japan vocaloid’s sort of having a revival and i’ve realized how creative a lot of these songs are. so i have to give a shoutout to balloon/suda keina for creating “i touched a vase.” he makes beautiful music. also “flos”. the first thing i described when i listened to both songs was “oh man it’s such a renjun song” so this fic was born. 

The place that Renjun feels at ease the most is his studio. The low hums of the pottery wheels reverberated across the vast emptiness of his four white walls as he continued to shape his recent work. A string of sighs escaped his lips as he continued to dirty his fingernails with the smooth batter of clay. He’s shaped a myriad of ceramics, but his fingers can never be satisfied. Did he put too much clay? Was it not enough? Is the shape suitable for the design he thought of painting?

He was always a perfectionist—even more so after meeting you.

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oh mr. lee, will you teach me how to french kiss?

pairing | lee donghyuck x reader (female)

genre | fluff, humor, high school!au, friends-to-lovers!au

synopsis | when you break up with your boyfriend after finding out you don’t know how to french kiss, your best friend offers a rather tempting offer.

warnings | swearing, suggestive (one heated makeout), some sexual innuendos/jokes, mentions of insecurities

word count | 10.6k 

notes from vee | here it is! i spent most of this month working on this fic completely out of nowhere, it was unplanned but i’m generally happy with how it turned out (this is also the longest fic i’ve posted on here…please don’t be scared by the length). also i thought that i would add the fact that y/n calls hyuck ‘mr. lee’ (as a joke) sometimes, which is where the title comes from. and just a fair warning that donghyuck and y/n are legitimately the only characters in this entire fic, though others are mentioned often. enjoy and please leave feedback!! <3

“So you’re telling me that you’ve never kissed someone before.”

You sigh deeply at Donghyuck’s voice deadpanning over the phone, thinking it was socially acceptable to throw yourself at him for trying to undermine you. But talking to your best friend merely four hours before school starts isn’t the smoothest move, but you can’t help but voice out the thoughts that were nagging at you the entire day and night. Letting your best friend know about your smooching situations is worse, considering the slander you’re currently facing, and you’re slowly starting to regret even talking to him in the first place.

“Oh shut up,” you mutter back, making yourself comfortable in your bed. Tossing to your side, you hold the microphone end of your phone to your mouth. “And did you even listen? I didn’t say I’ve never kissed anyone before, I just said I haven’t—”

“—kissed anyone,” he finishes with a snarky laugh, one that you’re familiar with from the day he mentioned to the entire classroom that you two finished each other’s sentences. “A kiss without tongue is literally not a kiss, Y/N, I thought everyone knew this.”

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