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nctauvision · 2 years

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Do you have your masterlist? I can't find one:/

yes. it's directly located if you click on my profile (link: https://nctauvision.tumblr.com/post/185145445258/masterlist-taeyong-taeil-johnny-yuta-kun-doyoung) (:

#masterlist #nctauvision #nct

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nctauvision · 2 years

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[4:54 pm] “Awh you had a crush on me before?” Johnny teases you, receiving a raised brow from you.

“Babe, we’re married,” you tell him.

Johnny shrugs, clinging to your side. “Still, though,” he shyly smiles. “You liked me.”

#inspired by parks and recreation #nct johnny #nct #nct 127 #nct dream #nct scenarios #nct imagines #nct drabbles #johnny drabbles #johnny seo #boyfriend!johnny #husband!johnny #nct au #boyfriend au #nct boyfriend au #nct fluff #johnny fluff #nct blurb #johnny blurb

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nctauvision · 2 years

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[8:14 am] You kicked your way through shallow beach waters before being swept off your feet, another pair of arms enclosed tightly around your waist with no obvious intent of letting go.

“Gotcha!” Yuta lifts you bridal style off to the sand shore. You both settle down, laying there for a moment, soaking up the sun, and breathing in heavy sea salt air before flashing one another a smile.

#nct #nct au #nct imagines #nct 127 #nct dream #nct yuta #yuta drabble #yuta nakamoto #yuta scenarios #nct drabbles #yuta imagines #yuta fluff #yuta vacation #nct 127 au #boyfriend!yuta #nct boyfriend #nct scenarios #yuta x reader #writing prompt

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nctauvision · 2 years

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haven't written or consistently posed for about 3 years.. just posting all my drafts so hope someone enjoys (:

#nct #nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct drabbles #nct fanfic #nct 127 #nct au

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nctauvision · 2 years

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[7:29 pm] The weight of your words nearly knock Johnny off his feet.

“What are you trying to say?” he manages.

“I told you, this isn't working out,” you say, fiddling with the gifted plushie in hand. A far too familiar ‘gift’ when Johnny comes to visit you.

“It will work,” he pleads. “Please.”

You shake your head, sitting atop the bed covered in a pile of plushies.

“We don’t have enough room for another plushie, Johnny. We won’t fit- I barely fit !”

#taeyong's contact name for johnny is princess #cause he has a lot of plushies #if that's not the cutest thing ever #i swear #johnny seo #johnny nct #nct 127 #nct #nct dream #nct scenarios #nct imagines #nct johnny #nct fluff #nct angst to fluff #angst to fluff #nct angst #johnny fluff #johnny angst #nct drabbles

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nctauvision · 2 years

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[5:50 pm] Spider-man!Mark slips through his apartment bedroom window. His mind clouded after sending you off at the airport this morning. Who would he go to if he ever needed his web shooters to be fixed or to nag him for breaking it again? He already missed you so much that he almost passed a neatly placed box sitting on his desk.

He blinks before picking at the attached note.

One last fix-up for my friendly neighborhood spider-man. Try to be careful with this please. -y/n

The last statement emits a small chuckle, practically hearing the annoyed tone behind it.

He doesn’t waste time opening the box to find a pair of black glasses. He notes the stylistic choice, thick rims and metal nose bridge before sliding them on when a beef goes off. A computerized voice followed.

Initializing sub-system...

“Wha-?”

A growing whirring sound by his ear catches him off guard and the glasses emit a red flash. It scanned dove this body - a computerized image of his spider-man suit rapidly displayed.

Sub-routine active...

Assumingly, it featured multitudes of advanced designs of his suit, but just as he could comprehend further what was happening, it reverts back into the len. The previously bulky glasses adjusted itself to sit firmly on his face.

The whirring stops. Still dumbfound, he remained still in anticipation.

Awakening protocols... y/n protocols activated.

Mark stiffens, unable to recall whether what he heard was right.

“What’s... going on?” he wonders aloud and, as if on command, a familiar voice chimes in.

“Hey Mark.”

No way. “y/n?”

“Yours truly.”

(Fun Note: this is based on the spiderman comics and movies. Tony Stark's Glasses are sunglasses designed by Tony Stark and operated as a portable supercomputer. They enable the user to interact with both artificial intelligence interfaces. They were gifted to Peter Parker.)

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nctauvision · 2 years

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[12:01 am] You and Doyoung peacefully laid rest on the cold, wet ground. Although not ideal, you were grateful for the clear night sky.

“The moon is so beautiful isn't it?” he says. He intertwines your hands, noting your cold fingertips.

Your nose crinkles in protest, but he insists, draping his coat over you.

“Hey, don’t fall asleep on me. Not yet,” he wavers, pressing your bodies closer, the lack of warmth unwelcoming.

“C’mon, don’t-” he calls out, voice much more airy. He nudges you awake.

Doyoung didn’t know when you seized to breathe, the silence overtaken by the sound of sirens arriving at the sight of your limp body against his outside of the car crash scene.

#nct #nct 127 #nct dream #nct doyoung #doyoung #nct angst #angst fanfic #nct fluff #nct fluff to angst #nct fanfic #writing prompt #angst prompt #angst #fluff to angst #nct au #boyfriend!doyoung #doyoung angst

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nctauvision · 2 years

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“I thought angels didn’t have souls,” you say, feeling warmth strike your lips as Angel!Mark nears.

“You have mine.”

“That’s possible?” you wondered.

”It’s real,” he says in all certainty.

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nctauvision · 2 years

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The professor’s drawled incoherent lecture made the day feel longer than usual. With only one thing that could make your day better...

“Ah, coffee!”

“Well, hello to you too,” Donghyuck slyly remarks, hiding a half smile. “One medium caramel macchiato with almond milk.” He hands over a drink before raising his own, “ and a plain coffee with milk for me.”

With a light cheer of the cups, you both take a sip, and sigh simultaneously. It was moments like these that made the previous sleepless call last night worth it and Donghyuck thought the same.

#nct #nct 127 #nct dream #nct donghyuck #nct haechan #haechan imagine #haechan scenario #nct blurb #nct au #best friend!donghyuck #nct boyfriend #nct best friend #nct scenarios #nct fluff #nct blurbs #nctauvision

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nctauvision · 2 years

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[5:50 pm] Spotting a nearby cafe, you and Jaehyun take shelter from the winter cold.

"Here,” he says, pulling out a pocket-sized heat packet. His large hands cups your own, trapping the heat. "This should keep you warm until we get our drinks."

The act of kindness sends a wave of warmth straight to your heart.

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nctauvision · 2 years

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[7:31 am] Pocketsized!Jisung scatters to you in a panic, yelling about Pocketsized!Chenle falling into the fish tank. again.

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nctauvision · 2 years

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can't click the m.list on your bio :( can you drop the link here? tysm!!!!!!

here ya go !

#nctauvision #i copy and pasted but forced the link into that #so i hope it works !

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nctauvision · 3 years

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[11:26 am] “Say that to my face!”

Those were the last words Johnny said before you stormed off. He paced the room, unable to figure out how this petty fight started in the first place until you returned moments later.

“y/n, look, I’m sorr-”

A stool thuds at his feet. He watches in bewilderment as you step on it, putting each other at face level. Johnny purses his lips, growing more amused when you cross your arms in all seriousness.

“Okay. Now, tell me why you think Captain America is better than Iron Man because that is ridiculous!”

“Really?” He motions to you and the stool. ”That’s what’s ridiculous?”

“You told me to say it your face but you’re too tall so…”

Johnny loses it and bursts laughing. He couldn’t believe it. He pulls you into a tight hug, still chuckling near your ear. “You’re ridiculous.”

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nctauvision · 3 years

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[11:43 pm] After conquering Meereen, there was talk to either stay to rule over the city or or advance onward to nearby cities amongst yourself and your advisors. The meeting concluded by sundown and you wanted nothing more to seek silent refuge in your own room, releasing a sigh of relief before realizing a patient Daario!Johnny stands in the middle of your bedroom.

“How did you get in here?” you say.

“Your door is well guarded, your window is not,” he mischievously smiles.

Rolling your eyes, you cross the room and sit on the edge of your bed. “You are to patrol the streets, not to stand in my private quarters,” you say sternly.

“Forgive me, your grace,” Johnny begins, tone shy of solemn. “but I’ve followed you from city to city, fought for your rightful reign, and live to tell the tale of it.”

His supposed sweet words calculated empty and you remain demure, exasperated. You cross your legs, you impatiently tap your fingers to signal him to hasten.

“I only have two talents: war and women. Mereen is yours. You are staying here to rule, take care of the people. I respect that wise decision. But similar to how a sword needs a whetstone, I am unable to pursue neither of my talents in servitude to you,” he continues to explain.

You lightly scoff. “As queen, if I stay here so must my men, that includes you.” Johnny simply nods in agreement but remain grounded, a silent challenge as bait.

“As for women,” you bite into his game, “there are thousands of women here in the city you can pursue.”

“Yes. But there’s only one I want and she does not want me.” He steps forward in voluntary. “Then let me serve you.”

“Very well then,” you exasperated and Johnny silently abides in a slow, single stride towards where you sat on edge. Your head rears in noting how his sharp features tightening in anticipation for your command.

A discreet smile plays on your lips. “Take off your clothes.”

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nctauvision · 3 years

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I so desperately want to finish this but - oh gosh - I can't for the life of me figure out an ending or think coherently, like bruh..

anyone interested in a witch!donghyuck and prince!jaemin imagine?

#somebody sedate meee #nct #nct 127 #nct blurb #nct dream #haechan #jaemin #prince!jaemin #donghyuck #nct fluff #nct fantasy au #nct au #nct scenario #nct imagine #prince au #witch au #wizard au

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nctauvision · 3 years

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[1:00 pm] “One defense against death is the creation of at least one Horcrux,” you read aloud, barely above a whisper to not gain attention from other students studying nearby. “The creation of Horcruxes is a preventive measure, created by a wizard long before he faces the threat of death. If one has Horcruxes when they die, they will not be dead…”

You slowly began to trail into silence when your mind wandered off, questioning why Tom Riddle!Renjun wanted to show this to you.

“Fascinated, aren’t you?” He taps on the book, Secrets of the Darkest Arts. How he acquired such a wicked book bothered you, but not as much as why he searched for it in the first place.

“We shouldn’t be reading this,” you begin to say, closing the book, but Renjun stops you.

“Don’t worry, I didn’t steal it. I got it from the back of the Hogwarts library. Even Mr. Slughorn spoke with me about it.”

Mr. Slughorn was a well renowned and experienced potions professor. Surely he would be wise enough to know the dangerous nature of such a book, especially one speaking of a subject so evil it was barely spoken of even in the Magick Moste Evile, a common book on the advanced dark arts.

“This is evil magic,” you rigidly state, unable to read any further on the subject.

“Power. That’s what it is.”

“No one should have that kind of power,” you rebute and a slight frown ghosts over Renjun’s smile.

“Wouldn’t you want to live forever? Think about it. You’d be able to read and study everything and simply learn everything you ever wanted to know. You’d be the brightest witch of our age!”

You gravely shook your head. Renjun knows how much you worked for your top marks. You were as bright as many professors praised about so it was easy to see how delirious your best friend’s proposal was and how serious he was about it.

“Your parents would be proud of you,” Renjun adds, turnt back to the book and misses the way you grimace at the casual jab at your insecurities. “You’d honor your family name out of disgrace.”

Not wanting to hear any more, you throw your bag over your shoulder and rise from your chair, murmuring an excuse before you could be question.

Exiting the library, you were about to turn a corner when a hand clasps your shoulder back to face your best friend, frown deepened and the sacred book tucked under his other arm.

Renjun scans the hallway for any bystanders before pulling you into a vacant room. It was long-abandoned by the look of rusty desks and chairs and an old dusty smell swirling the room when the door shuts behind you two.

“I don’t want to talk about this anymore,” you say, averting to stare at the cobblestone flooring .

“I’m sorry y/n. I didn’t mean to be insensitive,” he begins to explain and you look up to be met with sincere eyes downcast on your glossy ones.

Renjun reaches for you and you comply, tension released into his embrace as he gently speaks against your hair.

“You’re y/n. The sole daughter of the most outstanding Aurors this world will ever know of,” he says but you knew the truth.

Your parents were once well-loved and one of the most exceptional Aurors known in The Wizarding World. The day they were cursed, driven to madness and, eventually, committed their own death tainted your family name and left you to suffer in alienation and pity.

“I’m just saying, you could be so much more than you are now, more than what your parents once were, and I want to be here when you do.”

You lightly push back from his chest and peer at him in concern. “Do you know what you’re saying to me right now?”

Any wizard who creates a Horcrux would have to deliberately commit murder. It’s been said to be the most supreme act of evil. It would result in the murderer metaphysically damaging their own soul. This was worse than the curse casted against your parents will.

Renjun straightened. “I’m saying this may be the answer to our problems.”

“Murder,” you propose.

“Immortality,” he corrects.

Renjun knew you better than anyone else. He knew your hopes and dreams as well as your fears and nightmares. You wanted to be the best. You thought you could be something your parents once were: a legend. Not a poor, parentless child. No brother or sister. No one at all. Just you, alone.

‘Just like me’ you remember Renjun had said that first day you met at Hogwarts, taking your hands into his with a sincere look in his eyes just like the one he’s giving you right now.

“You wouldn’t have to be alone. I’ll be by your side forever,” he promises.

“You and me?”

He solemnly nods. “Always.”

#this too be my favorite #nct #hogwarts au #nct au #nct blurb #nct fluff #nct imagine #nct scenario #nct 127 #nct dream #nct renjun #renjun fluff #tom riddle!renjun #harry potter au #nct angst

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nctauvision · 3 years

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Looking back at my horrendous amounts of drafts and I’ve concluded I had made one too many Game of Thrones inspired NCT blurbs... not mad tho

#nct #game of thrones #nct 127 #nct dream #nct blurb #nct imagine #nct fluff #targaryen

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