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taexoxosgf · 16 hours

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PARK JISUNG FIC REC LIST

s, smut | f, fluff | a, angst

includes most of the fics from my old rec list. not all are on this list because those fics have either been deleted/privated or the account themselves has deactivated.

recommendation masterlist

my masterlist is here if you want to check out my jisung fics!

chasing pavements , part two [ brother’s best friend!jisung x fem!reader ] s,a

let me teach you how to smash [ badminton player!jisung x fem!reader, enemies to friends to lovers ] s,f,a

the quiet boy has a big dick?! [ quiet bad boy!jisung x fem!reader ] s

gooner [ jeno's younger brother!jisung x jeno's fwb fem!reader ] s

more than i should [ idol!jisung x stylist fem!reader ] s

louder [ jealous boyfriend!jisung x fem!reader ] s

8 letters [ baseball player!jisung x fem!reader ] f,a

arcade [ boyfriend!jisung x fem!reader ] s,f

(ask) [ fwb!jisung x fem!reader ]

auralism, part two, part three [ voice actor!jisung x fem!reader ] s

teach me [ established relationship ] s,f

the one that got away [ best friend au, unrequited love au ] f,a

full moon [ werewolf!jisung x fem!reader, established relationship ] s

1:29 AM [ friend’s brother!jisung x fem!reader ] s

testing… [boyfriend!jisung x fem!reader ] s

20cm [ childhood friends au, summer love au ] f,a

first snow [ boyfriend!jisung x fem!reader ] s,f

jealousy [ boyfriend!jisung x performer fem!reader ] s

sweeter than honey [ private prepschool au ] f,a

(ask) [ secret fwb au ] s

too young [ werewolf!jisung x witch fem!reader ] s,a

lollipop [ perv boyfriend!jisung x fem!reader ] s

park jisung x bimbo!reader [ park jisung x bimbo!reader ] s

gameboy [ gamer!jisung x gamer fem!reader, fwb to lovers au ] s

mask off [ boyfriend!jisung x fem!reader, role playing au ] s

no hands [ idol!jisung x fem!reader ] s

untitled [ best friend!jisung x fem!reader ] s

(ask) [ boyfriend!jisung x fem!reader, dreamies thinks he’s a virgin ] s,f

i.l.y. [ boyfriend!jisung x fem!reader, first time ] s,f

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ohmygs-blog · 7 months

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boyfriend jisung.

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ronjunnie · 15 days

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JISUNG FIC RECOMMENDATIONS

SERIES

arcane

ONESHOTS

sweeter than honey (30.5k)

let me teach you how to smash (m) (22k)

the ukiyo standalone; (20k)

8 letters (18.2k)

are you e.t? no i'm j.s (16k)

oh boy (15.3k)

presenting (m)

your child is at register 7 (2.5k)

pushed away (1.5k)

dance practice (1.4k)

drunk jisung is clingy... and kiss-driven (1.3k)

sickening love.

testing... (m)

wisdom teeth

small hands

TIMESTAMPS

2:19 pm

8:01 am

10:20 pm

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yeoosaangg · 7 months

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Insane || Kinktober - Day 17

pairing ▸ park jisung × f!reader

now playing ▸ insane - black gryph0n, baasik

⤷ ❝i promise honey, i can feel your pain. and maybe i enjoy it just a little bit, does that make me insane?❞

genre ▸ demon au, smut

warnings ▸ sadism, dub-con, knife play, restraints, pain kink, degradation, blood kink, death

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Jisung was strolling down the streets of Hell like any other day. It feels empty now that Halloween season has come around the corner.

Demons keep getting summoned, which should be a good thing.

But he's frustrated that he hasn't been summoned in 3000 demon years. He's itching to cause mischief amongst the mortal realm, yet he's stuck doing errands for The King.

Taeyong: Cheer up, Jisung. Maybe you'll get summoned this time around.

Jisung: Highly doubt it.

But then he feels the pull in his gut.

Jisung: Um, I think it's already happening?

Taeyong: What are you waiting for? Don't make the human wait!

And just like that, he teleports into someone's bedroom.

Your bedroom.

Y/n: Huh... Didn't think that'd work.

Jisung: You summoned a demon without proper knowledge of it working?

Y/n: Pretty much.

The demon stares at you in disbelief.

Were all humans this dumb?

Jisung: The name's Park Jisung. What can I help you with?

You grin, pointing to your bed filled with knives and sex toys.

Seriously? Again?

Y/n: In exchange for my soul, I want you to fuck me.

Of course you do.

But he doesn't agree right away. He doesn't want to seem desperate.

Jisung: Why would I want your soul in exchange for sex? Do I look like a prostitute?

Y/n: No. But I'm super fucking horny and everyone bashes on my kinks because they're "degrading to women everywhere". So I called you.

He analyzes the things you have on your bed carefully.

You must be a masochist.

Jisung: And having sex with a demon isn't kinky enough? You want to be tied up like a helpless victim while I fuck you in demon form?

Y/n: Yeah.

You are not right in the head, but a deal's a deal. And this isn't the first time someone's asked for this.

Jisung sighs, stripping himself of his clothes.

He raises an eyebrow at you and snaps his fingers to get your attention.

You tilt your head in confusion, but understand what he means when he points down at your dress.

The fabric slides off your shoulders, pooling around your ankles. You're left in nothing but your panties.

He snaps his fingers and all your equipment floats in the air. Even though you know he's powerful, you still get surprised by the sight.

Jisung: You want me to tie you up myself? Or do you want me to make it easier for the both of us?

Y/n: Doesn't matter. Also... Why are you so chill about this?

Jisung: This happens a lot.

Y/n: Don't demons need to know our names in order to take our souls.

Jisung: Obviously.

Y/n: But I haven't told you my name.

Jisung: And you don't have to. It's written on the outside of that laptop behind you.

Indeed it was.

You shrug and climb onto the bed when he hovers over you, literally.

Jisung: Demon form now or work up to it?

Y/n: Work up to it please.

Jisung: Safe word?

Y/n: Didn't think I needed one.

Jisung: I'm a demon, not an asshole.

Y/n: Oh... Then the safe word is Flower.

The ropes magically bind your wrists and ankles very tightly. Jisung looks up and grabs one of the knives floating above his head.

He looks down at you and smirks before carving into your neck. His tongue licks up and down, blood deliciously coating his tongue.

Jisung: Fuck, you taste good.

The bed dips down when he kneels right next to you, carving his intials into your collarbone. He licks the blood there too, moaning at the taste.

He hasn't had a good meal in a few weeks, so this was killing multiple birds with one stone.

You're breathing heavily as he continues carving at your skin, drinking the blood from those areas. He reaches your swollen cunt, glistening pussy begging him to be touched.

Three fingers pump into your cunt, not letting you adjust to his long digits. He works you open, watching you squirm and and moan at being used like this.

Y/n: Gonna cum.

He's knuckles deep into your hole, pumping until his fingers are wet from your slick.

Jisung: This isn't even enough prep for my cock, pet.

You gulp.

He was already big, his demon dick must be monstrous.

Jisung: How do you feel about fisting?

An involuntary moan escapes your lips, making his smug expression even more sinister.

He shoves his three fingers into you again, watching you scream as he works his way to punching his entire fist into your gummy walls.

His entire wrist disappears inside you. You're already shaking when it's barely your second orgasm.

Jisung: How cute. You're already far gone.

That's when he grabs three of your dildos, turning them into one huge monster dildo.

He slowly slides it up and down your folds. You whine at the sensitivity, desperately trying to close your legs. But the movement only makes them magically pull you back in place.

Jisung: Oh, silly Y/n. I'm gonna have my fun with you.

He gives no warning as he shoves the huge dildo into your tight pussy. The stretch has you screaming and crying, your face scrunched in pain.

He snaps his fingers again and watches the dildo fuck itself into you so fast, you'd think it wasn't moving. But you feel it pulling in and out as your cunt begs for a break.

His hands squeeze your breasts painfully, but you still shake in pleasure.

Jisung: Look at you. What happened to the desperate and pathetic little human who wanted to exchange her soul for one night with a demon, hm? Now so nonchalant now, are you?

You don't even answer him, you can't. Not when your orgasm was so intense that you blackout for a second.

You try to catch your breath, but the dildo doesn't stop pumping inside you.

Jisung: God, it's been so long. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back with you.

Y/n: T-Then don't.

Jisung: It might kill you, human. Then your soul would be automatically mine.

Y/n: I'm okay with that.

Jisung: If you say so.

You gasp when he turns into his demon form.

He was already tall, but now he's nine feet tall, claws coming out of his fingertips, horns adorning the crown of his head, razor sharp fangs, and has an eighteen inch long cock.

You gulp, not thinking this through.

He climbs over you and throws the dildo on the floor. He shoves his cock into you, hips slamming against your ass faster than the dildo.

You can feel him in your guts, maybe even further. Your body was shutting down from the amount of pain and pleasure, going limp against the mattress.

He just rams his monster cock into you until he cums deep into your body, all of it spilling out of you like a drainage pipe.

He pulls out, turning back to his original size.

Your sex toys get placed on your desk, the ropes free you of it's restricting hold.

Your breathing is labored, heartbeat too faint for a healthy human.

It wasn't until your body completely stills and your souls apoears in your hand that he realizes the situation. He just fucked you to your death and now he's got another soul to eat.

Other humans will find you eventually.

Jisung: I did warn her. Oh well!

He snaps his fingers and his clothes are back on his body. He teleports back to Hell, right where he was last seen - even Taeyong's still there.

Taeyong: So, I see you made a deal. Very proud of you.

Jisung: And got a good fuck out if it, too.

Taeyong: Please tell me you didn't fuck a corpse.

Jisung: I'm not a fucking idiot. The deal was to fuck her and I get her soul. Not my fault she croaked.

Taeyong: Right... Well, We've got a meeting with Kun.

Jisung: Why?

Taeyong: Yangyang's missing.

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a/n: i don't like this ʕ •̥ ˕ ก ʔ thanks for reading anyway ‹𝟹

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promise-you-doie · 2 months

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Second Time | P. Jisung

warnings: none

not proofread, a few grammatical errors

the first time Jisung met you, you had left an imprint on his brain. You weren’t really too different from everyone else he’d met, at least that’s what he kept telling himself.

But really, it wasn’t making sense.

He just couldn’t understand why he kept thinking about you so much, the sweet vanilla perfume you were wearing, and the cherry red lipgloss that stained your pretty puffy lips. Your soft voice and gentle doe eyes.

“Do you need help?” He asks when he sees you reaching for the butterfly encyclopedia on the top shelf. It was then that he noticed the variety of butterflies that you have stamped on you. The silver butterfly claw clip tying half your hair up, the blue butterfly print decorating the front of your shirt, the butterfly necklace hanging around your neck, and the butterfly ring wrapped around your right ring finger.

“No, I got it.” You reply, continuing to reach for the book over the top of your head. yet jisung doesn’t take your “no” for an answer and easily lifts his arm above you to slide the book back out and lower it down to where you can reach it.

You were thankful but shy, so you murmured a “thanks, but I could’ve gotten it myself.”

and Jisung responds with “You’re welcome.” Smiling at your awkward pout. Usually, he was nervous around strangers but something about you compelled him, he wanted to know more. He needed to know more.

Unfortunately, you ran away before he could say anything else or introduce himself.

It took two months for him to see you again.

for the entire two months you occupied his thoughts, every time he saw a butterfly or moth your face came to his mind. Anytime he smelled a vanilla scent he thought of you, when he saw the color red he was reminded of the red lipgloss that covered your lips.

He found himself mindlessly doodling butterflies in his notes and even sitting by the encyclopedias in the student library hoping to see you again. But it’d end up the same every day. He’ll be left slightly kicking his feet against the library carpet and moping about the time he wasted waiting for you when he could’ve been working on his list of overdue assignments.

However it didn’t stop him from doing it again the next day, the day after that, and the day after that.

After so much time had gone past he figured he’d just give up. So he told himself this was the last time, after this he’d continue his life and pass you off as a mere dream.

an hour had passed and then two hours had passed and then three. Jisung looked around in his seat, scanning the entire library from his view. And when he didn’t see you he let out a deep sigh and stood up the chair. Collecting his bag and laptop, he headed towards the exit.

Maybe you were just a dream, a really good dream.

Maybe he’ll be lucky enough to meet you again in a dream, maybe he’ll get your name next time, maybe he’ll get to know more about you.

As he opens the door to the library someone comes rushing in, accidentally running face first into Jisung’s chest and dropping their book on the floor right below his feet.

“I’m sorry.” The soft and familiar voice is the first thing Jisung notices, the butterfly encyclopedia laying on the floor is the second. And the warm sweet vanilla scent was the third. He reaches for the book before you do, securing it tightly in his hands so that you can’t just grab it and run like you did once before.

“thank you” you mutter, hoping that would make him loosen his grip on the book.

It doesn’t.

He refuses to let go until he sees your face. Until he’s sure that it’s you and that you’re real. not some enchanted being that he’d made up in a dream.

When you raise your chin, and lock eyes with his. He knows more than ever that you’re real.

The first time he met you he couldn’t get you off his mind, the second time he met you he knew he was already in love.

“My name is Jisung.” He speaks without any hesitation.

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wontune · 2 months

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Star Pode fazer wallpapers do jisung (nct ) ?

♡ ⠀ ⠀ jisung ⠀ ⠀ : ⠀ ⠀ lockscreenㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ( nct dream )

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loveablejeekies · 3 months

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friends with benefits (texts) ── pjs.

↪ mature, gender-neutral reader

⤹ something sweet and short for jisungieee <3 u're free to request anything u want (whether that be scenario/texts or a oneshot)

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hinaaspanda · 9 months

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[5:46pm] p.js

“You know, I never realized how short you actually are, y/n!” Park Jisung probed, testing you like a dummy poking a sleeping bear with a stick. It was as if your paitence was a ticking bomb; it was going to blow if your beloved best friend didn’t have the conicous to stop.

“Hahaha, very funny,” You scowled, watching Jisung as he grinned in pride, his eyes folding into the crescent moons you were so familiar with. You folded your arms, speeding past the boy and his irritating ability of teasing.

But alas, Jisung was anything but wrong when it came to your height. So, it didn’t take him much to catch up to you. Not with his gigantic legs, anyways. A tugging sensation lands on your wrist before you’re flung around, landing just inches before a very close up view of Park Jisung’s chest.

“No, seriously! I think you’re only, like, up to my nose!” You feel his palm graze the crown of your head, shuffling your hair as he measures your lack of height. Your brain finally realizes where exactly you were at the moment; standing only a few inches apart from Park Jisung. Only a sliver of space hung between your face and his adam's apple. Your breath hitched, never feeling this sensation before. Why was your stomach swirling at its pit? Why was the skin around your cheeks flaring up? It was just Jisung, teasing you as usual.

So what was different this time?

Clearing your throat, you swat his hand away. You were probably just coming down with some form of cold, that’s all. You shoot a glare at the lanky boy. “You’re so annoying, you know that!”

“And you’re cute when you're mad,” Jisung suddenly hums, winking. It did way more than catch you off guard. Your stomach swirled more, the whirlpool moving up to your chest. What was going on?

You watched as Jisung ran a hand through his hair, his eyes practically burning through you as your two figures continued down the trail back home. You fiddled with your backpack strap, never in a million years expecting what Park Jisung was about to say.

“It’s not all bad, you know. Some guys really dig it when a girl’s short. You’re probably the ideal type of, like, a bazillion different guys!”

You scoff, rolling your eyes to the sky as you cross your arms in denial. “Oh yeah? Name one.”

“Easy,” Jisung shoves his hands in his pockets, two grand steps placing him in front of you. He pauses, pivoting to look back at you.

“Me."

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hwanchaesong · 1 year

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Every Summertime

Park Jisung X Reader

genre & warnings: fluff, angst if you squint, wedding au, mentions of insecurities

word count: 886

a/n: i hope you'll like this! for anyone who wants to request, please do follow the rules. thank you so much! 🫶

The sun is shining brightly outside and the crashing waves bring a sense of calm in your rattled nerves. Butterflies everywhere, attracted to the scent of flowers that are beautifully arranged.

Sweat runs down your temple and it was suddenly hard to breathe. You didn't eat much for breakfast but your white gown seems tight on your body.

You shakily brought the mic up that you're holding, taking a deep breath before speaking.

"My father told me once that I should be picky when it comes to men, like how I choose my food."

Your voice echoed with the help of the speakers, laughter erupting from the crowd as you saw your father nod his head in agreement.

"But if I'm going to be honest, choosing to love you was easy like its breathing."

Park Jisung bounced his leg the whole time, biting his fingers out of anxiety.

"Will you stop that?" you swat his hands away and he puffed his cheeks.

"Don't be so nervo-!"

"How could I not?!" he whined, turning to you with a worried look. If you didn't know any better, you'll think that he'd pass out anytime soon. "You missed a class today because I forgot to bring you home early last night! God, if I die today, please leave some pork belly in front of my grave every month."

You laughed at his dramatics, holding his hand, "Don't worry. I had a nice time with you."

The relief on his face at that time was adorable, but horror replaced it within seconds when your father's booming voice resonated in his ears.

You continued your speech, words spewed out naturally and you have already forgotten the long ass essay you had to memorize before the event.

"Every day with you is an adventure. Every time with you is precious. Anywhere with you is memorable."

"It's two pm." Jisung groaned from beside you in the bed, he wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him, "Your family will be so mad that we missed church day."

"Ugh," you tossed and turned around, facing him before pecking his button nose, "I don't really care."

The male nozzles his face in your neck, "You sure about that?"

"Positive." you hugged him back, sleepily running your hands through his silky strands of hair, "Besides, I prefer drinking with you 'til the crack of dawn and trashtalking our co-workers."

"I don't really have much to say," you bit your lower lip, kind of embarrassed to say your next words in front of this many people but you encouraged yourself to do it, "Always remember what I told you before."

The man in front of you looked at you with confusion, silently telling you to go on.

"You have my heart every summer, but to me, every day is summer time with you."

The crowd cooed at your sweetness, making you blush a thousand shades of red.

"Guess, it's my turn. How could I top that?" finally, your groom Jisung, is now speaking. A small giggle escaping your lips from his small joke.

"First, just know that I'll protect you from anything.. even from my own relatives." he gave his sister a side eye who was sitting at the front.

A sheepish expression formed on his sister's face as she mouthed a 'sorry.'

"Now, now. You know she doesn't mean that."

"I know!" you wailed, clinging to him as you sniffled, "But it still hurts."

You met with Jisung's family today, discussing the details of your wedding but his sister made a careless comment about your weight. You were insecure about it and you're trying to manage it but life sucks. You lack sleep everyday because of work and eating is the only way for you to gain energy.

Jisung sighed, patting your back before placing a loving kiss on the crown of your head, "Don't worry, I'll take care of this. I love you."

The next morning, his sister was frantically apologizing to you. Telling you that it was not nice of her to say that and she'll be more thoughtful of what to say next time.

"Second," he stared at your eyes, your heart swelling when you saw his orbs full of adoration that is only reserved for you, "I promise to cherish every moment with you. I will always stay by your side, make you feel loved and accepted."

The waterworks began to brew, you didn't know that your soon-to-be husband can be this bold with his words. You knew him as a shy one, awkward at his best and this side of him is endearing.

"Third, all those late night walks and dancing under the streetlights led us into this. And.." he paused for a second, leaning into you and pressing your forehead together as he held your hands tenderly, "I plan on continuing this adventure with you until we're grey and old."

The claps and cheers from your family and visitors were blocked when he finally kissed you, securing your vows.

You both weren't psychic, but it was so easy to connect with each other like it's been a habit of yours since birth.

Loving Park Jisung is like experiencing summer itself, bright and warm and full of joy and happiness, and you wouldn't have it any other way.

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macaroni-sly · 19 days

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Jisung - NCT DREAM ‘Smoothie’ Jacket & MV Behind the Scenes

(2/2)

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atinyjules · 6 days

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Where The Magnolia Blossoms Ft. Park Jisung {mini - masterlist}

"Loving someone is not a crime... right?"

The Crown Prince of Baeguk, whose future had already been decided from the day he was born, met a girl once in his childhood. A girl he fell in love with, despite the fact that he would one day be matched with a stranger. Knowing that their social status differed greatly, Prince Jisung let go of his feelings for her. But when he comes across her, who made his heart flutter years ago, will he be able to suppress his feelings again?

Park Jisung

Seo Seonhwa

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

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ohmygs-blog · 8 months

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haiii can i req jwisung friends to lovers texts pls?? :3 thanks

jisung friends to lovers <3

hope you like!!! thank you for requesting!

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sooniessoulmate · 24 days

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🌹🌹 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔨 𝔧𝔦𝔰𝔲𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔰 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔨𝔢𝔯🌹🌹

𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤 : 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔰𝔢𝔵𝔲𝔞𝔩 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔳𝔦𝔬𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔢. 𝔦𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔰𝔬𝔯𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔟𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔶𝔬𝔲, 𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢 𝔡𝔬𝔫’𝔱 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡

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rubyyvonne · 1 month

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nct dream as aesthetics

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mark.

late night drives, the scent of roses, blasting music late into the night, the crash of waves, goofy smiles, back hugs, midnight trips to the convenience store for snacks, constant laughter, random rap battles, enemies to lovers, thunderstorms.

renjun.

half full sketch books, scented candles, soft scarves, getting lost in a good book, dreamy smiles, the scent of fresh coffee, golden sunlight shining through the curtains, fresh laundry, forehead kisses, the quiet hum of a guitar.

jeno.

rides on his motor bike, the scent of warm doughnuts, personal hype man, eye smiles, holding hands and swinging them up and down, bubble baths, eskimo kisses, making ceramics on a pottery wheel together, picnics in the forest, tattoos, leather jackets.

haechan.

sunflower fields, mischievous grins, a floral scent, inside jokes, the melody of distant music, pillow fights, breathless laughter, teasing each other 24/7, watching stars appear as the sun sets, cuddling in a ferris wheel, sparkling eyes when he looks at you.

jaemin.

dates by the ocean, peaches, feeling safe and secure when wearing his clothes, picking flowers and having him stick them behind your ear, winking teasingly when making eye contact, passionate kisses, candle lit dinners, friends to lovers.

chenle.

rainy mornings, singing you to sleep, breathless laughter, drive ins, shopping sprees together, watching fireworks, classical piano music, heart to heart conversations at 3am, cuddling with daegul, days at the beach, nose kisses, reading a book to you.

jisung.

running your fingers through his hair, comfortable silence, an empty dance studio, nose scrunches, the scent of bubblegum, shy smiles, running through the city streets at night, his first love, painting each other in an art studio.

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moaa · 1 year

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navi

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cersworld · 2 years

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CAST: teacher!jisung x celebrity!reader

y/n has had just about enough with the general public and their inability to keep their thoughts and opinions to themselves. she also refuses to live with her friends so she is technically (literally) homeless. park jisung has his life together, likes to think he's living his best life (which he kind of is) but that's until he meets y/n. again.

GENRE: exes to roommates to lovers, forced proximity, slow burn (and by that i mean it does get off track sometimes (a lot)), angst, crack, etc.

WARNINGS: fem!reader, swearing, possible violence and violent language, jay is definitely presented as the bad guy so be warned!!! a lot of feels, identity crises (not really?), possible talk of eating disorders, inappropriate jokes, author is kinda (definitely) projecting through all of these characters (lol sorry), ignore the year on all the sm cuts because i was lazy sorry lol, not canonically accyrate because jisung cooks and doesn't burn the house down, etc.

STATUS: slow updates

TAGLIST: open!!

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profiles: one two three

chapter one: great expectations

chapter two: birds

chapter three: the existence of emotions

chapter four: repeating the cycle

chapter five: benjamin

chapter six: romancing

chapter seven: chances

chapter eight: questionnaire

chapter nine: board games

chapter ten: trust

chapter eleven: hands on experience

chapter twelve: men (sigh)

chapter thirteen: sick

chapter fourteen: fight scene

chapter fifteen: the fall

chapter sixteen: mess it up

chapter seventeen: think

chapter eighteen: break. down.

chapter nineteen: nothing?

chapter twenty: back

chapter twenty-one: new life

chapter twenty-two: what a time

chapter twenty-three: no way, y/n?!

chapter twenty-four: reality misses you

chapter twenty-five: anything but jay

chapter twenty-six: poor decision-making skills

chapter twenty-six point five: home?

chapter twenty-seven: detour home tour

chapter twenty-eight: public enemies

chapter twenty-nine: just what you want

chapter thirty: teacher's way of life; step 1!

chapter thirty-one: everyone knows

chapter thirty-two: brand deal baby

chapter thirty-three: triangles

chapter thirty-four: lifetime experience

chapter thirty-five: drink drunk (womp womp)

TBC.

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