Past Lives

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Vampire Play | Lee Jeno

▸ Jeno x reader ▸ Fluff, Angst, Smut, Vampire au ▸ HALLOWEEN SERIES: 127 HOUSE ▸ 2/5 for NEOHALLOWEEN writing festival hosted by @nct-writers

Summary: The division of upperclassmen vampires and the humans at school, is the only thing that’s stopping Lee Jeno from loving you entirely. Like how vampires hide in the shadows, your growing love for each other is needed to be kept hidden because Jeno’s family cannot be involved with a human such as you. The family name should stay pure and untouched.

Word count: 9k

Warnings: Discriminations between vampires and humans, blood, more blood, heavy vampire-human bullying, blood sucking, swearing, mentions of other idols, loss of virginity, unprotected sex, stalking, teenagers breaking the school rules, not a warning but Jaemin is a big character here. Mentions of coffin, period blood jokes, starving students 

A/N: Pure fiction and inspired by some movies of course. Regarding Jaemin, idk tell me if I should make his story. He was the first one to have a human girlfriend so… Inspired by Vampire Academy, Slaughterhouse Rulez. 

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The sound of the school bell welcomes you to your new school as your parents drop you off and watch you reach their dreams. That’s right, theirs. This isn’t what you wanted, but thinking about how your parents worked so hard for you to have a great education is enough push to force yourself to study and like this place. It was their dream for you to go to an exclusive school such as 127 House. A place where the finest kind of vampires go to school, and a place where rich humans like you are given the opportunity to have the same education.

Sounds fun? It does, but the division between humans and vampires is taken seriously in 127 House. Actually, it’s not a division, it’s discrimination. 

Yes, you go to the same school with the vampires but those bloodsuckers are treated royalty. Humans are not allowed to be friends with vampires, talking to vampires is strictly prohibited, fornicating with a vampire is a major offense, and having a relationship with a vampire can get you kicked out of the school. It says in the student handbook that they have all these rules and divisions to protect the royal bloodsuckers and to maintain peace and order inside the school. 

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BITCH I NEVER KNEW HE WAS THAT BUFF. IL IN ABSOLUTE SHOCKSJHDAHSHWK

also bb jisung in the back🥺

☆ﾟ+. Tattoo stuck in my heart To you, why is it a Taboo　ﾟ+.☆

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too cute🥺🥺🥺

cotton and cuddles

pairing: Jisung x reader

genre: fluff

summary: after getting soaked in the rain you end up having to wear Jisung’s oversized clothes

note: i have no idea what this is…

requested by @ovelha-colorida-v 

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prompt: 17. guess i have to wear your clothes… but they’re so big!!

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You bolted through the door, Jisung following close behind. Both of you now stood in the middle of his living room, drenched from head to toe. “I told you it was going to rain.”, you said, scowling at Jisung. “That’s what made it more romantic.” He patted your head and went to get you a towel. “If I get sick it’s your fault.” You caught the towel Jisung tossed at you, drying the moisture off yourself. “If you get sick, I’ll take care of you.” Jisung gave you a sweet smile, wrapping his arms around your waist. “You can barely take care of yourself, how are you going to take care of me?” You looked at Jisung questioningly, hands placed sweetly on his chest. He gave your question some thought, finally answering, “I’ll ask my mom.” 

You both laughed at his ridiculously truthful answer. “Umm, my clothes are all wet.”, you spoke, coming back to reality,“Are my spare clothes still here or did I  wear them already?” “I’m not sure, let’s go check.” Jisung grabbed your hand, pulling you to his bedroom. As usual the room was messy. Various bright colour hoodies were thrown throughout the expanse of it. Multiple pairs of shoes laid near the foot of his bed. A large mound of what you assumed to be pillows and blankets, plus a few t-shirts were all conveniently pushed onto one side of the bed, leaving the other side clear. “Sorry for the mess.”, Jisung said as he rummaged through his closet which was equally messy. “It’s alright, I’m pretty used to it.” You sat at the edge of his bed, waiting for him to bring you your clothes. 

“I can’t find them. I think you already wore them. What are we going to do now?”, Jisung asked, fumbling with his hands. “I guess I have to wear your clothes.” Jisung stared at you like a deer caught in headlights. “But they’re so big!” You chuckled at his surprised expression and stood up. “Well I can’t stay in these wet clothes forever can I?” Jisung nodded and took you to his closet. He tossed you a hoodie and a pair of sweatpants. “These pants are too small for me, so I think they’ll fit you.” Jisung picked out some clothes to change into for himself. He turned around to face you. “What’s wrong?”, he asked. You stood in front of him shifting on your feet awkwardly. “Where am I supposed to change?” Jisung walked out of the room. “You can change here, I’ll go in the bathroom.” You nodded and closed his bedroom door when he disappeared  down  the hall. 

Stripping your self of your wet clothes, you dried your body with the towel he had given you. You hadn’t realised how cold it was as you quickly slipped on Jisung’s hoodie. You sighed in content as Jisung’s comforting scent engulfed your senses.  Your hands were lost somewhere in the sleeves, leading to a struggle in pulling his pants onto your legs. After you had succeeded, you stared at yourself in the mirror, choking on your spit as you observed yourself. You knew you were smaller than Jisung, but you had never realised just how small you were. The hoodie came down to your thighs, ending a good five inches below your butt. The sweatpants were a whole other story. They barely managed to stay on your torso, hanging loosely at your hips while the ends pooled hopelessly around your ankles. You tried to tug the drawstrings of the sweatpants so that they’d be a bit more tight. Amidst your struggles you heard a knock on the door followed by Jisung’s voice. “Are you done yet?”

You huffed and plopped down on his bed. “I think I might need your help.” Jisung barged in through the door, a worried look on his face. His eyes scanned your body, face instantly lighting up as he began jumping around excitedly. “You look so freaking cute y/n!”  Jisung came up to you and squeezed your cheeks, eliciting a pained whine from you. It took you a second to take in his reaction and you suddenly started feeling shy.  “You’re so damn adorable!”, Jisung cooed. You ripped his fingers off of your face, pouting as he continued to baby you. “Are you going to help me or not?” Jisung finally halted his antics and nodded. “I can’t tighten these pants.”, you said, gesturing at the drawstrings. “So what do you want me to do?” Jisung asked confusedly. You rolled your eyes at his cluelessness. “Could you please tighten them for me?”

Jisung grinned at you, making you stand up. “I will. But you have to do something first.” You rolled your eyes once again and looked at him expectantly. “And what might that be?” Jisung leaned down to you bringing his face to your level. “Say that you’re ‘Jisung’s cutie’ and give me a kiss.” You pushed Jisung away, colour rushing to your face while your heart began beating rapidly. “Why should I do that?!”, you asked dumbfoundedly. “If you do I’ll let you cuddle me and you’ll also get to eat out of my ice cream stash.”

You contemplated the offer, eventually pulling Jisung down by his neck and planting a firm kiss on his plump lips. “I’m your cutie. Now will you please tighten these pants?” Jisung wore a proud smile as he pulled the drawstring of the pants until  they hugged your waist. He kneeled down and rolled up the extra length that had bunched up around your ankles. “Thank you.”, you mumbled, still wafting in second hand embarrassment from your previous actions. “Your welcome cutie.” Jisung looked up at you with a mischievous grin. Without a warning he threw you over his shoulder, darting out of the room and down the stairs. You shrieked and hit his back, demanding him to put you down. Jisung dropped you on the couch, tossing the tv remote at you. “Pick a movie. I’ll go get the stash!”

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this is literally the only thing I could think of while watching the next NEO model

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the red notebook | han jisung

Genre: fluff, minor angst, (fairly platonic) pre-idol!jisung x reader

Warnings: none!

Word Count: +9.6k

Description: In retrospect, Han Jisung and you shouldn’t have made a good pair of friends. Your personalities clashed 24/7, you thought he was too driven, and he thought you were too unmotivated. You thought he was arrogant, and he thought you were childish. No science could explain why the two of you spent two, inseparable years as friends. There was, however, one and only one interest that the two of you shared, and that was a deep, insatiable obsession for music.

Author’s Note: a totally inaccurate, self-indulgent drabble that turned into a monster. i know this is practically 99% made up, but i hope people enjoy hahaha. as always, my ask box is always open if anyone wants to chat! love y’all!

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