kɑ꯭omojis ; ♡
𝆴 𝅄ֹ (・θ・) 𝅼 ֺ ⬞
⠀ ⭒𓈒 ֹ ૮₍ ⸝⸝´ ꒳ `⸝⸝ ₎ა ♡ ᜔𝆯
⠀ ❀ ֶָ֢ ૮₍๑•ˑก₎ა 𝆴݂ ⬞
⠀ 𝆹 ゚݂◦꒰ᐢ˵•ᴗกᐢ꒱ ⑅ ݂ ↺𝆬
♡ ᜔ֺ ૮₍ ˶ ◕ ꒳ ◕ ˶ ₎ ა﹗ 𝅼 ׂ
﹡˳໋ ૮₍ • ᴥ • ₎ა 𓈒﹢
˳ ֹ 𝅄 ૮₍。´ᴖ ˔ ᴖ`。₎ა ◌ ݂ ʾʾ
݊ 𓈒 ֹ (。>◠<。) ꜝꜝ ฺ⭒
⊹ ִ ᣞ ᕱ ⑅ ᕱ ֺ ֢֢ ‹
⬫ 𝅄ֹ ʾʾ ૮₍ ˶• ˔ ต ₎ა ۟ ݂ 𖥦
𐇵 𝅼 ︎ ۟ ( ´ •̥ ̮ •̥ ` ) ᣞฺ﹢
⬫ ִ ﹡₍ᐢ 。 ๑ • 𖥦 ⩀ ₎ 𝅈ֺ 𝅎
๑ 𝆹ֹ ꒰ ᐢ⸝⸝•༝•⸝⸝ᐢ ꒱ ֺ 𝅃
⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝅄ׄ ૮₍´。ᵔ ꈊ ᵔ。`₎ა 𝅄ׄ
⬫ ׅ ֹ ૮₍ ˶• ˔ ก ⑅ ₎ა ׄ 𖥦
⭒ ۪ ﹗૮₍。´ᴖ ˔ ᴖ`。₎ა 𝆯 ֢֢
𓈒 ̇ ૮₍ ˶´ ꒳ `˶ ₎ა ׄ𓈒
𖦹 ֹ ֪ ૮₍。´ᴖ ˔ ᴖ`。₎ა ֶָ۪֪ ۟ ⬫
𝆴 𝅼 ⬫ ૮₍⑅˶•▿•˶⑅₎ა ◍ 𝆬˳ ໑
^_^ >_< (-ι- ) (๑˘ ᵕ˘๑) ₍ᵔ˳︬ᵔ₎︬ ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ
ᕱ⑅ᕱ (๑ơ ₃ ơ) (๑•ᴗ•๑) (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈) (੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ ꈍ꒳ꈍ
°ꈊ° (ꐦ •᷄ࡇ•᷅ ) (´。•᎑•`) (。 >ㅅ<。) (¯∇¯٥) ʕᵔᵜᵔʔ
ˁ•ﻌ•ˀ⸧ ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ( ˃ ⌑ ˂ഃ ) (⃔っ •̤ ༝ •̤ c)⃕ ₍ᐢ⸝⸝› ‹⸝⸝ᐢ₎ ૮₍ ˃̵͈᷄ . ˂̵͈᷅ ₎ა ૮₍ ˃ ⌑ ˂ഃ ₎ა
₍՞◌′ᵕ‵◌₎ ₍ᐢ •̤ ༝ •̤ ᐢ₎ (◍•ᴗ•◍) ପ(꒪ˊ꒳ˋ꒪)ଓ ⁽⁽ଘ( ˊᵕˋ )ଓ⁾⁾
(。>﹏<。) (*´ω`*) (•ө•)♡ (๑•̀ㅁ•́๑)✧ ʕ•̀ω•́ʔ✧ (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧
ପ₍ᐢ◌•ㅅ•◌ᐢ₎ଓ ʚ₍ᐢ ›̥̥̥ ༝ ‹̥̥̥ ᐢ₎ɞ ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝•༝•⸝⸝ᐢ꒱⸒⸒
₍ᐢ. ̫ .ᐢ₎ ₍ᐢ⸝⸝› ̫ ‹⸝⸝ᐢ₎ ₍ᐢ⑅•ᴗ•⑅ᐢ₎ (♡>///<) ₍ᐢ •༝• ᐢ₎
( ੭ ˙꒳˙ )੭ ⚈้̤͡ ˌ̫ ⚈้̤͡ ꒰ᐢ. ̫ .ᐢ꒱ (ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈) (ɔ '́ '̯̀)ɔ ( ˃̶̤́ ꒳ ˂̶̤̀ )
୧(﹒︠ᴗ﹒︡)୨ (⸝⸝⸝ᵒ̴̶̷̥́ ⌑ ᵒ̴̶̷̣̥̀⸝⸝⸝) (⃔ *`꒳´ * )⃕↝ ⁽⁽ଘ( ˊᵕˋ )ଓ⁾⁾ (◍•ᴗ•◍)ゝ
ˉ﹃ˉ ヽ(•̀ω•́ )ゝ (。•ω•。)ノ♡ (✿ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈) ( ´. .̫ .` ) (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀
(´._.`) ( ´•̥ω•̥` ) ( ඉ́ .̫ ඉ̀ ) ( •̥ ˍ •̥ ) ₍ᐢ⸝⸝› ‹⸝⸝ᐢ₎ (ㅅ´ ˘ `)♡
( ´ •̥ ̫ •̥ ` ) (இ﹏இ`。) |•ω•`) ₍ᐢ o̴̶̷᷄ ̫ o̴̶̷̥᷅ ᐢ₎ (´・-・`) ( ◜௰◝ )
ପ(꒪ˊ꒳ˋ꒪)ଓ ଘ(੭ˊ꒳ ˋ)੭ [▓▓]_˙꒳˙)_ (。•ﻌ•。) („• ֊ •„)੭
👻LittleBrother!Mark never liked your ex boyfriend. So he doesn’t hesitate in setting you up with his very flirty, very tall college roommate. Although you deny your feelings for your FakeBoyfriend!Jaemin until the very end, the charming younger guy wins you over anyway.
REQUEST | hello bree! i hope you’re having a nice day :) if it’s okay with you and if it’s possible, could you write a scenario out of a song lyric? if it is,here’s my favorite part of la vie en rose ‘c’est lui pour moi. moi pour lui dans la vie. il me l’a dit, l’a jure pour la vie.’ in advance, thank you. 💕
GENRE | angst with a happy ending, married!au
PAIRINGS | doyoung x reader
WORD COUNT | 1.0K
TEXT & WARNINGS | this is kind of rushed?? but i hope you’d like this dear anon. la vie en rose holds a special place in my heart as my late grandmother always sung this to me every night. enjoy!
it’s only him for me
and me for him, for life
he told me, he swore to me, for life.
the cold water runs through your body as you rinse off the lather of soap. you have been inside the bathroom for almost an hour after putting your daughter to bed, and decided that a long bath would let you release the stress you’ve been feeling these past few days. you and doyoung weren’t in the best phase of your life, everything wasn’t going on so well with your marriage. it’s been over three days since that happened and you haven’t talked or seen each other since.
it was hard, yes. balancing your work and raising a 5 year old wasn’t easy – even being married to a famous singer wasn’t easy. this commitment is filled with ups and downs, like a rollercoaster ride. marriage isn’t just about its joy, it also came with trials; you realized. marriage is built in trust, love and admiration. and most importantly – it’s about forgiveness and humility.
you wrapped yourself with a bathrobe as you finished drying your hair. you were so lost in your own thoughts that you didn’t realize that doyoung was home. your daughter’s bedroom door was ajar as you saw doyoung sitting at the edge of her small bed as he ran his fingers through her beautiful long hair as he softly sang.
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˗ˏˋ〘 4:13 PM 〙´ˎ˗
neither of you and bestfriend!haechan know how you got into this situation. it was all just a simple movie night. you were just quietly watching the characters share their first kiss with each other after an hour of drama and chaos.
and now you’re here, pinned down on the bed by none other than donghyuck, your best friend of almost ten years. his face was just inches from yours, gaze burning into your eyes and it made your heart pound like crazy. you inhaled sharply, just one move and your lips could meet any second.
“h-hyuck, what-?” you mentally punched yourself in the face for stuttering. your voice made him snap out of his trance. you were just so beautiful under him that it distracted him, making him forget what he’s doing to you in the first place.
he gives you a soft grin, hand gradually caressing your cheek as his eyes never left yours while his other hand is placed on your waist.
“you see that?” he points at the paused screen where the two characters just kissed. “i want that to be us.”
shock evidently crossed your face and hyuck couldn’t help but laugh at your reaction. despite the fear of being rejected and possibly ruining your friendship, he still managed to show that he’s confident with what he’s doing.
you didn’t say a word and hyuck would be lying if he said your silent state didn’t make him anxious. but it soon faded away when he felt your lips pressed against his but it felt empty once again when you pulled away.
you were screaming inside. you did not just do that. but you couldn’t help it. you were waiting for this to happen and you couldn’t miss the opportunity. you acted without thinking what it could do to the both of you, to your friendship.
it lasted for less than two seconds. in other words, it was just a peck. but he was able to feel how soft your lips were and it was driving him crazy. at this point, he was craving for it.
he crashes his lips onto yours, feeling your soft lips once again. the kiss was rough yet so incredibly gentle at the same time. you don’t know how he does it but you weren’t complaining any longer.
your arms wrap around his neck, loving the warmth. it made you feel at home. it made you feel loved. it made you feel as if you were in the arms of the right person.
seconds later, he pulls away. you whine, already missing his touch and he chuckles.
“i didn’t know you like me this much.”
“shut up and just kiss me, you asshole.”
© oursunhyuck
Summary: You grew up with Jeno… You just didn’t realize how much your feelings changed along the way.
Pairing: Jeno x Y/N
Genre & Theme: Fluff, Nostalgia, Childhood, First Kiss.
Word count: 2,995
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The first time you met Jeno was when you were nine years old.
It was in a small park in Incheon, one that your parents let you go to with the aid of your older sister, Yerim. She would let you play on the equipment, keeping an eye on you as you scuffed around in the mulch while she, herself, mingled with a pretty girl her age with light violet hair.
It was interesting, to say the least.
He was just the boy from the other side of the neighborhood, at that point. A face you that hadn’t yet sunk into your memory. He liked to swing, he liked to pluck grass, and he enjoyed sitting under the yellow slide in the shade when it got too hot. That was the extent of your young knowledge.
It was just another summer day, and you were walking to the park holding Yerim’s hand. You played on your own, swinging on the swings next to the lanky mixed boy who lived in the house across from you when you heard a cry from under the yellow slide.
You jumped off the swing, little feet disturbing the mulch as you ran over to where the noise came from. It was the boy, the boy who liked to swing and pluck grass.
He had mulch and dirt across his lap, ruining his shorts. You looked around, grabbing onto a red support bar as you tried to find who could’ve upset him. A sniff rose in the air, bringing your attention back to the sitting boy.
“Are you okay?” You whispered, sitting down across from him.
He nodded, frowning as he wiped off his pants, “Yeah… I’m fine,” He glowered in the direction of two taller teenagers.
You followed his line of sight, seeing the two of them pushing each other jokingly as they laughed. The taller one nodded in your direction, pointing and smirking as your frowned at them, “They should apologize.”
“No-! It’s okay, you don’t-!” Jeno mumbled, trying to catch your hand as you pushed yourself off the ground and made you way over to the punks with an angry expression on your small face. The taller, and probably also the older one, raised an eyebrow.
“Apologize to him!”
Yerim looked on with a sigh, muttering, “There she goes again.”
The shorted boy snorted, “If he wanted us to apologize, then wouldn’t he be over here himself?”
“Who cares? Why are you so mean?” You whined, frown deepening. Yerim sighed, debating intervening. You flicked the boy in the chest, “Don’t kick dirt on people.”
The taller one stuck out his tongue, the muscle disappearing back behind his lips when he saw something behind you.
“Look who decided to come out of his hiding place,” he drew, “Coming to get your little girlfriend?”
Your face flushed red and tried to kick him in the shin, only to be pulled backwards by a soft hand. You stumbled, yelling, “I’m not little!”
Jeno held your wrist as he made you retreat, pulling you away from the tall, jeering boys. You still wanted to fight them, hurling out what little insults you knew. Eventually, you found yourself under the yellow slide once again, pouting.
“You didn’t have to do that,” He whispered, still holding your wrist. He let go when he realized you weren’t going to run over there and try to kick one of them in the shin again, “I can handle myself just fine.”
“Sure you can…”
He pursed his lips, “Jeno.”
“Sure, Jeno.” You sighed, “I’m Y/N. Wanna meet my sister?”
“Do I have a choice?” He sighed, tiling his head.
“Yes,” You said, but you already were dragging him over to Yerim, “It’s really warm today.”
Jeno agreed.
That afternoon, your sister took the two of you to a local shop and bought you frozen lemonade, all three of you siting on the street curb eating the cold sweet under the hot sun. Jeno had never tried it before, but quickly found out it was something he loved immensely. He slowly opened up to you, prompted gently by your older sister. You found out he went to a nearby all boys elementary school while you went to a co-ed school in the opposite direction.
You and Yerim brought him home where she and Jeno’s mom exchanged contacts and addresses. Jeno waved to you as you left, making your way down the sidewalk to where you lived, all the way across the neighborhood. You waved back, smiling at your newly found friend.
Fast-forward three years and the two of you still play together in the same park together, eating frozen lemonade when the both of your allowances let you or if one of your parents offered to buy it. He introduced you to his neighbor Jaemin, a taller boy with slightly lighter hair and cute cheeks. Jaemin went to your school, luckily. He wasn’t enrolled in the all-boys academy that Jeno was in.
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I needa reblog this bcs ik at some point in my life I will need it-
1. a website with a list of superpowers and what they are
2. a website that generates random au ideas
3. a website that generates names, basic info and futures in a bunch of languages
4. a website that checks your grammar
5. website that lists types of execution in the states
6. a website with info on death certificates
7. a website with info on the four manners of death
8. a website with info on the black plague
9. website with information on depression
10. a website with info on the four types of suicide
11. website that lists famous quotes
12. website with different kinds of quotes
13. a website with info on food in every country
14. a website with a list of different colors
15. website with a list of medieval jobs
16. website with a list of fabrics
17. website with a list of flowers and pictures
18. website with a list of flowers and no pictures
19. website with a list of poisonous plants
20. website with a list of poisonous and non-poisonous plants
21. website with a list of things not to feed your animals
22. website with a list of poisons that can be used to kill people
23. website with info on the international date line
24. website with a list of food allergies
25. website with a list of climates
26. website with info on allergic reactions
27. website with info on fahrenheit and celsius
28. website with info on color blindness
29. website with a list of medical equipment
30. website with a list of bugs
31. website with an alphabetic list of bugs and their scientific name
32. website with a list of eye colors
33. website (wikipedia sorry) with list of drinks
34. website with a list of religions
35. website with a list of different types of doctors and what they do
36. website (wikipedia again sorry) with a list of hair colors
37. website that generates fantasy names
38. website with a list of body language
39. website with a list of disabilities
40. website with an alphabetic list of disabilities
the fact that jupiter and saturn haven’t been physically and observably this close since 1226 is so poetic bc you’re telling me i’m going to look up at and admire the same astronomical anomaly in the sky that someone hundreds and hundreds of years ago, with less knowledge of the stars and the planets than we have now, also looked up at and admired nonetheless. the past is long gone but the awareness of being connected to someone somewhere long ago thru the night sky is overwhelming me
no thoughts, just jaemin in a white t-shirt and grey sweats
I DONT ENCOURAGE SASAENG CULTURE BUT DANG KIM JUNGWOO BE LOOKING HELLA FINE WHILE SMOKING💀🔥🔥 I WILL NEVER SEE YOU PUPPY AGAIN. I LOVE YOU DONT WORRY NCTZEN BE EITHER CLOWN OR UNBOTHERED 💚
im out of fics to read uhm help
And no, Yuta was definitely not planning to ask you to marry him that way.
» genre: established relationship! au, romance, fluff.
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