[11.28 A.m.] “Y/N, I Wanna Arm Wrestle With You!” Your Classmate Jaemin Says, Pouting Cutely.

hi friend i'm not sure if you still take fluff requests but i really adore your writing so i thought i'd jump in on the opportunity,,,n e wayz can i please get some besties to lovers (since its the superior genre) with maybe some cliche sharing of hoodies with yangyang ?? thank you😔💗

short and sweet for you anon!

yangyang x reader

It’s not breaking and entering, you reason, if Yangyang willingly gave you the passcode to his apartment.

It’s 3pm and you know he has a macroeconomics lecture that he’s supposed to be in right now and you just saw his housemate Dejun in Starbucks, so the apartment should be empty. You tap in the six-digit entry code and, with a soft chime, the lock whirrs and clicks open. You push the door open to the darkened, quiet apartment, kicking off your shoes and shutting the door behind you.

Almost immediately, you make a beeline to Yangyang’s room. Well, to his closet, in particular. The thing about Liu Yangyang is that he has more clothes than anybody else you know, and you’ve been slowly depleting his hoodie collection over the past 2 months and he (seemingly) hasn’t noticed yet. You’ve even gone as far as wearing his own hoodie in front of him and he didn’t say anything.

Which one this week?

The hangers rattle as you rifle through the densely packed row of hoodies hanging in the back, inspecting each one until your hand falls on the softest thing you’ve ever touched. If fabric could be made of clouds, that’s what this hoodie would be made out of.

Immediately, you pull it off the hanger and extract it, marveling at how silky smooth, yet pillowy the material is. You lift it to your cheek. It feels like you’re rubbing your face against a puppy’s ear. The hoodie smells like Yangyang’s fabric softener, a crisp, comforting scent that makes your heart flutter in your chest.

Without another moment of hesitation, you pull it on over your head, swimming in the oversized hoodie for a few moments before finding the arm holes and threading your hands through the sleeves. Feeling very satisfied with this week’s selection, you wander out into Yangyang’s room and plop yourself backwards onto his bed (or at least, the mass of giant plushies and pillows that cover his bed during the day).

You’re making yourself comfortable in his bed when you hear a crinkling sound from the pocket of the hoodie. Frowning, you stick your hand in, grasping at fabric for a few moments before your fingers close on a crumpled sticky note. You pull it out and lean back against Yangyang’s pillow to unfold the paper and read the message written inside.

Dear <Y/N> ❤️

I really like this one, so you can only wear it for a week before you give it back? (please)

Love, LYY

@thotxuxi asked: favorite hair color + wayv? 

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Hey do me a favor; reblog this if you are one or have no problem with older kpop fans like 25+

the sun is in your eyes | mark lee

SUMMARY. Nothing’s more inviting and heartwarming than waking up to your best friend singing songs and softly strumming the strings of his guitar. Too bad you’re in love with him.

GENRE. tooth-rotting, will-literally-give-you-diabetes fluff

WORD COUNT. 905 words

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i’m losing my mind

expeditious cupid

FOR @nct-writers​ April Event, WORK IT

SYNOPSIS. in hopes of meeting his student, liam’s ‘mama’ again, kindergarten teacher sungchan meets her at a speed dating event that leads to different and interesting encounters.

GENRE. romance, fluff, strangers-to-lovers!au, non-idol!au

PAIRING. kindergarten teacher!sungchan x kind-of single parent!y/n

WORD COUNT. 10.2k (hehe)

TEXT. it’s april 17th! (1:50 AM KST) hi hello, this is part of the nct-writer’s event for april as stated above! it’s my first time writing a story this long and i really enjoyed it because i liked the plot and how it turned out! and yes - i really went all out writing this hahaha. i also want to say kudos to all single parents & single guardians out there! i respect each and everyone of you <3. everything in this story is purely fictional and is a product of my imagination. 

WARNINGS. cursing, single-parenting/single-guardian, brief mention of death, suggestive (making out - but only at the near-end of the story).

teaching kindergarten was something everyone never thought sungchan would do in his life, they always thought he’d take the career like a doctor, or an engineer, or some computer related stuff but no. from the faculty of medicine, sungchan decided to move to the faculty of education. it wasn’t because he found medicine hard, but because he firmly believed that teaching kids was his calling. he believes that through this career, he is building the future leaders of tomorrow. there is no denying, sungchan absolutely loves kids. the way they ask you innocent questions and the way they express their feelings just means that they are persistent in learning about new things every day. 

after cleaning and putting the toys and books that were scattered around the classroom, sungchan decided to continue reviewing his kids’ work back at his apartment, the bright colored yellow classroom was starting to hurt his eyes and he couldn’t focus. with his backpack and a handful of papers filled with cute drawings, he closed the classroom door and walked to the school parking lot. he stopped his tracks when he noticed a little boy sitting on one of the benches in the waiting area, though he only started teaching a few weeks back, he knows it’s one of his students. 

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red

(slytherin) doyoung x (ravenclaw) fem reader

others: (gryffindor) haechan | renjun mentioned like once 

genre: one-shot | smut | angst | fluff | romance | enemies to lovers | slight dark academia vibes | fantasy au | inspired by hogwarts but only for the names and separation in houses. this is a university setting with different magic (different spells, no wands etc., slytherins have some cool ass rooms and very questionable powers) 

warnings: oral f and m, penetration, unprotected, marking m receiving, body possessiveness in a magical way (? i made this up lol I hope its not that weird. like the plot point is a little cringy but I found it hilarious as I wrote it so I hope you don’t get mad at me when you discover what’s it about lol); a lot of bickering and insults; swearing

words: 9.5k (lol) 

requested by anon that wanted academic fights turn into mad sex aha I got inspired by that to make a longer fic with more depth to it (if it’s alright) hope you like it! this is one of my favourite pieces I’ve written so far!!!! 👀👅👀

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As the rays of the sun hit the announcement board, your eyes darted on the pages filled with small characters. 

A little crowd of people started to chatter behind you, trying to see the ranking sheet as well, but no one dared to come close enough to push into you - the Ravenclaw Prefect. 

“Renjun? Whose dick did you suck to get 6th?” a voice giggled before a loud smack transformed the airy laugh in a dramatic “ouch”. “Lee Haechan, I swear I’ll-” but you didn’t get to hear the rest as your vision got suddenly blurry with rage and your ears started to whistle when your shoulder got bumped forcing you to make a few ungraceful steps to the side. 

“What’s that face for, YLN?” 

You tightened your fists. 

You could have recognized that annoying voice in a thousand others: Kim Doyoung, the Slytherin Prefect and the person you hated most in the whole universe. 

“Ah, right,” he hit his fist on one palm turning his head with fakely widened eyes. “You’re second place. Again.” 

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i'm so glad your requests are open!!! could i please request “Friends can kiss each other a little from time to time, right?” for nct's mark? <3

a fairy king and an elven warrior walk into a nerd convention;

mark lee | “Friends can kiss each other a little from time to time, right?” cosplay!au. | 4.4k words. | fluff, humor, v awkward mark lee and v awkward u as well.

a/n: because I received this prompt a few times, I’m doing my best to change each one up somehow so here’s a lil cosplaying with markiepooh <3 granted, I’ve never cosplayed in my life but just. bear with me (and the stupid title) please

“I’m sorry, (Y/N),” Donghyuck’s words comes through the phone after a cacophony of violent coughing and groaning, voice drenched in regret despite the strain to speak clearly at all, “I don’t think I can stand around a crowded con for hours in plastic armor today. I can barely walk to the bathroom without getting dizzy… I have to bow out.”

“W-What?” You really hate how distinctly sad your voice sounds even as you muster all your might to stay calm. You were supposed to march into that convention center today in five pounds of armor that you’d meticulously spray-painted and tweaked to look just like your character’s, your face caked in makeup to create that flawless elven look that only existed in the world of warrior elves and demon fey, and your suffocating wig trimmed and styled to defy gravity itself with Donghyuck at your side. You and Donghyuck were famous for cosplaying as the married brave warrior elf Greer and dark fairy king Egi (respectively) at many conventions across the country, spending months on top of months perfecting your costumes and winning contests for your spot on depictions of the characters, but now you were a Greer without an Egi, and you didn’t know if you could do this alone. “Donghyuck, we’re a team. We always cosplay together.”

You hear Donghyuck sigh and feel instantly terrible for making him feel bad when he’s already suffering so much. The stomach bug that came like a thief in the night took your poor best friend out before the morning of the con came, and you were left sitting dumbfounded on the edge of your bed, half a face of concealer and heavy, heavy contour having to take a backseat to the bad news. You had been in such a good mood today, too.

You’re about to reassure him that it’s alright, that you’ll clean up and stop by his place to check up on him later and, if he’s up for it, maybe even bring your laptop so the two of you can binge watch the new anime you’d both started together when Donghyuck cuts in suddenly, “I figured you’d say that, so I got to thinking… how would you feel if, say, someone else took my place?”

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