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D-CRUNCH (디크런치) - 비상(飛上) (Across The Universe)

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The first time you noticed him he was wandering through the bookstore, blending in with all the other customers. You wouldn’t have paid any mind to him if it weren’t for his green-haired friend trailing him.

The two kept glancing around and whispering to each other as if watching something or someone. No one else seemed to care, neither did you at first, seeing it as entertainment to your boring days. 

The first week was nothing unusual, people often returned as it was the only bookstore in the neighborhood and everyday you would see the two of them. It was same the routine; he would come in first and look through the shelves until his green haired friend showed up, the two would stay for an hour examining the store before leaving. 

On the second week, you noticed the change immediately. The stranger would come in and wander around, watching the customers but he stopped looking at the books and his friend never showed up. You tried to ignore it, thinking his friend had grown bored and refused to show.

The third week came around and nothing had changed at first. But by Wednesday, you realized he was staying longer and even began reading a book.

It was a slow roll but Friday finally came around and you were ready to go home for the weekend. You weren’t supposed to close early, it had gotten you into trouble many times before, but the manager had already left and you were determined to leave soon.

There was only one problem.

He was there. You had grown fond of his presence through the weeks, but your patience was growing thin as the clock ticked in the background.

He was sitting in the corner, and just like every other day was reading the same book. 

‘What is even so interesting about that book?’ You had seen him finish it multiple times, but he still chose the same one. 

Despite the frustration growing, you waited for him to make a move. ‘He should leave any moment, right?’

Wrong.

He stayed, waiting until the last minute to leave. You were rotating between looking at the same sentence in a book, the clock, and the man sitting in the corner hoping for the time to pass, willing for the clock to move to 12:00 a.m.

The abrupt thump made you jump and immediately you looked up at him. He seemed just as surprised as he stood, his ears lightly turning red as he quickly placed the book in the chair, nodded to you, and left.

Sighing, you pushed off the counter and walked over to pick up the book. You were just about to put it on the shelf when you noticed. It was small, you didn’t even see him put it there, but a little note stuck out the side of the book. 

“You looked beautiful with your hair up, you should wear it like that more often :) -Hyunoh”

You stood there dumbfounded, it wasn’t the first time someone had flirted with you at the store but no one left notes. Once you regained your composure, you slipped the note into your pocket and closed the shop.

Within the next few weeks, you found yourself checking the book everyday. Like a force of habit, you would look through the shelves to find the book and everyday you would have another note. 

You always watched the door, looking, waiting for him to come in. On the days he did, you would wave at him and he would smile in return and even when you never saw him with the book, the notes would be there, waiting for you to read. 

The seventh week came and you had finally decided, today you were going to approach him. 

The day should have gone by normally, customers came in, flipped through a few books, and left. However, it was 11:50 p.m and he still hadn’t come in. Thoughts swirled through your head- 

‘Did something happen to him?’

‘What if I scared him off?’

The last few minutes before closing felt like eternity and your disappointment weighed heavily on your shoulders.

You were absorbed in your thoughts on your way back home, not minding the shadows around you. Chills shocked your body, it wasn’t cold out but something forced you out of your thoughts and anxiety to rise. Picking up your pace, you suddenly wished you had lived closer to the store, looking into the dark street around you to find no one.

When you finally spotted your apartment you let out a sigh of relief and slowed your pace. You were about to turn to walk into the building when an arm was quickly wrapped around your shoulders and someone whispered into your ear “Just trust me and follow.”

You started to panic as the stranger pulled you away from your apartment building when you finally looked up at him, “Hyunoh?”

He smiled but kept looking around, walking at a leisurely pace. Despite your conscious screaming for you to run away, you walked with him in silence.

A few minutes had passed and you no longer recognized the area but you had also noticed a figure walking in the shadows behind you. Hyunoh never said a word to you until you saw another figure at the end of the street. 

“We should be safe soon.” He let go of your shoulders and waved at the figure. You continued to walk toward the figure when you recognized the green hair, his friend smiled at the both of you.

“Figured you got lost or something on your way here” His joke went unnoticed as Hyunoh whispered something in his ear. The two became serious as they talked, leaving you out as they turned away to discuss.

You, on the other hand, were tired with little patience and decided to listen to their discussion. The whispering made it difficult to hear everything but from what could be heard

#sitting on the pavement outside work bookstore?

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p a r a n o r m a l   n e o t i v i t y

Welcome to Paranormal Neotivity: NCT Dream Edition. This is a collection of spooky, Halloween themed one shots for Neotober! Keep in mind release dates are subject to change. 

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✦ A Haunting in Neo City; Renjun x Reader

➤ synopsis: You and your colleague, Renjun, have a YouTube series in  which you explore the unexplained supernatural and unsolved true crime stories. However, that isn’t the only things you’re exploring, feelings of fear and shock aren’t the only things you two share.

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✦ Dusk; Jeno x Reader; 

➤ synopsis: New town, new school, new everything. You never imagined being dumped in a small town full of strange boys that acted more like a secret cult than high school students. You also never imagined feeling inexplicably drawn to one who never seemed to give you the time of day. That is until you saw him in the woods, barely clothed and disoriented. 

       ↳ release date: SOON

✦ The End of the World; Haechan x Reader

➤ synopsis: The dead have risen through an unknown epidemic, the world is in chaos and the chances of survival seems out of reach.      With a baseball bat and you’re cute neighbor and his pals as back up, will you survive the zombie apocalypse? 

       ↳ release date: SOON

✦ Hunted; Jaemin x Reader

 ➤ synopsis: It was unheard of. A vampire hunter falling in love with a vampire. Yet Jaemin fell so deeply, shamelessly in love with the one he swore to hunt in the name of his family’s honor. He swore to hunt you, yet he chose to love you instead. 

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✦ Witch, Please; Chenle x Reader

➤ synopsis: Bubble, bubble, boys and trouble. You never thought twice about the pumpkin-haired kid in your potions class who pushed you into the lake during First Year. He was the one who seemed to always blow up everything in his general vicinity. He was also the one who ended up blowing right through an Amortentia potion that had him melting at your touch. 

     ↳ release date: SOON

✦ Love At First Bite 

➤ synopsis: Subway rides from school are usually dreadful, long, and boring. Rides during the busiest hour in station, normally are just overcrowded and noisy. One afternoon, that changes when the shy new student leans a bit too close, his lips press to your neck and your heart seizes for a second. This was no normal kiss and this was no normal boy. 

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A LOVE LETTER FOR ZHONG CHENLE.

content warning for a lil teeny weeny bit of angst. 892 words. in which chenle finds an old letter addressed to him, written three years ago.

author’s note: some parts of this were originally from a letter i wrote for myself three years ago and i saw that it was titled “bitter milk” and i don’t know what kind of drug i was on when i was making this but anyways. chenle supremacy! 

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Haunting Hymn

Masterlist

Pairing: prince!Hendery x princess!reader

Genre: horror, fantasy

Warnings: a little angst, suggestive, swearing, sexism (just a little), gore, violence, superstition (?)

Length: 1.7k words

Music Recommendation: Mermaids (From “Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides”/Score) (but actually only the first 4 minutes of that - on loop, lols)

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and does not in any way represent any of the members of WAYV, or any real-life individuals nor their beliefs. I don’t own any of these images. Credits to the owners.

A/N: hey everyone! i hope ur all doing well! this is just a short oneshot i whipped up (so you know i haven’t abandoned this blog 😭). i have a lot of fics coming and will hopefully update and finish my original ones in two weeks once my exams are done! let me know what u think!! ❤️💚🥰💗

“HOLD THE MAAAAST!!”

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WayV Universe | Netflix Edit Pt. 1

See the Vision

Seven of South Korea’s most famous celebrities one day find themselves dreaming of each other. The dreams have them posing like dolls on a display case, forced to do the bidding of a nameless person. Yet when one of them goes against the orders, suddenly all of South Korea is on the look out for the missing celebrity.

Stop Being Regular

Seven of the world’s richest men begrudgingly agree to work with each other after each of them find themselves being threatened of their fortune by a mysterious unknown source. Going back to regular life is a choice none of them wish to make.

•Take Off•

When seven of South Korea’s best criminals find themselves close to being caught, they all make agree to help each other get clean and out of crime - that is, after hijacking a plane with cargo worth over $150 million.

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summer lovin’ {l.j.}

summary: in which the boy your grandma hires to take care of her property, lee jeno, becomes more than a friend for the summer. 

word count: 9.8k 

warnings: mild swearing i think, mentions of abuse, a bad dad, some suggestive jokes

you groaned internally as the rickety, white house came into view among the thicket of lush pine trees. your plan wasn’t to spend the summer at your grandma’s house in the middle of nowhere, but your parents insisted you spend time with her. you didn’t understand. she worked most days and then when she was home, she hid away in her office doing more work. she was successful and wealthy, so why did she keep this old house and farm? you guessed it had to do with your grandpa who had passed away many years before. you could barely even remember him you were so young, but memories and his voice would always stick in your heart. you knew he loved the farm and always put so much work into it. maybe grandma kept it up and running in his memory. whatever it was, you weren’t happy to be spending the summer there.

“here we are, honey.” your mom glanced over at you as she stopped in front of the house. she had to be back to work for that afternoon so she couldn’t stay to visit your dad’s mother, not like she wanted to anyway. you simply glared at her, your arms crossed over your chest.

“listen, i know this isn’t ideal for you, but do it for your father, please? and—i know it’s hard to believe, but she gets lonely out here all by herself. she’ll love having you around for the summer. be good and have fun, okay?” she said softly.

“yeah, yeah.” you sighed and opened the car door. you grabbed your bags out of the backseat and ducked down to look at her in the window. “if you’re not here in 71 days to pick me up, i’m going to run into those woods and become a fairy.”

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the language of hate

title: the language of hate pairing: dong sicheng/reader genre: designer!au/assistant!au/enemies to lovers!au summary: dong sicheng wants to work in the fashion industry, so when he sees the opportunity to get hired as the assistant of one of the most respected young women in the business, more specifically a designer, he takes the chance. once he gets to know her, however, he realizes just how much he hates her. little does he know that he would be the one capable of changing that egotistic, narcissistic and stereotypical rich kid into a nice person. genre: fluff/angst. note: you can find the creator of this gif here!

It feels good to be looked at, the wary eyes of people casted over her the moment she steps inside a room, expensive high heels clicking against the marble floor with squeaky clean surfaces that still don’t make her falter her step, always an air of arrogance filling the air with the tilt of her head upwards and a quirk of an eyebrow at most times. She would be lying if she said she wasn’t proud that her name could be found easily in the headlines of news, for it was a memory of how much wealthier she had gotten with her real job, but her family name will always be a boost for her in every situation, yet, she likes to believe that her own independence since her teenage years had brought her to be the woman that she was today…

A little bit over the legal age and ready to take over the world.

She also has a nice ear for rumors, she bathes on them as if they were champagne and she laughs at them like the sound effect of a sitcom, simply because the noise of chatter around her feels like the right amount of attention. Another word, another headline, another zero in her bank account. She wins, even when people want her to lose. It feels vaguely empty to sit late at night without friends as she watches her favorite shows or works on a newest project for her fashion company, but she doesn’t linger too much on that. Call her narcissistic, maybe, but she has learned that her success and her growth as a person is more important than a few friends here and there.

She has had plentiful of assistants, of all genres, races, and sexualities—what’s important is their capability of working well, of course, but the latest one had been lucky enough that she did not take him to jail, considering the numbers in her checks weren’t really correct, and she ended up filling a report on her jewelry that was stolen as she was taken a shower, but she had luckily discovered the man that had robbed from her. She is having a bit of a hard time organizing herself but she manages, assisting to red carpets and fashion shows as much as she can, but also preparing meetings with her staff and working on her newest opening of a store in Los Angeles, which becomes harder as time passes by without an assistant. She keeps a leather covered agenda in her hands as she walks through the seas of people and people wonder why she, out of all people, was alone…but she couldn’t find an assistant that would keep up with her exquisite and picky needs.

She doesn’t mind, maybe not having an assistant will totally ground her and keep her humble, but she, you know, absolutely minds. She doesn’t like the stress that has her constantly living with migraines and now the sound of the lonely mornings at her office or her own sports car (after all, she had grown a bit tired of being driven around by someone since she was a kid) becomes a dull silence that she doesn’t want to stand. No one would believe that the ever-so-known woman would have lonely nights, for everyone would think that she had a few men that she maintained just to fuck her and leave, but she rarely ever likes trusting people too much—let alone lovers. Assistants were the closest people she had to friends but she always cut them off, after all, people only love rich individuals because they are supposedly airheads with too many problems that make them ungrateful.

Surprisingly enough, she can’t live without an assistant and that means she has to host a few interviews to get the perfect individual to work by her side at all times; she’s conceited, barely looking up from the folders that hold their curriculums before swatting her hand as a way of sending them off because they are not even close to what she wants. She needs someone who is able to follow after every single one of her instructions completely and she is very specific about things, like how she likes her coffee and how many clients they had to call in order to have features designers in her fashion shows. All of that without stealing from her, of course.

The sound of someone’s shoes clicking against the floors of her office doesn’t catch her attention, although she recalls the way said person closes the door in a soft thud before returning to their trip towards the seat in front of her. She fixes the pearls that are wrapped around her neck, the sunlight seeping through the spacious windows of her office and casting over the gray, white and black decorations. Once she reads the name of the man she was interviewing, she says it out loud. “Good afternoon, Mr. Dong Sicheng.” She had learnt how to be both charming and scary when speaking. It started out when she got classes when she was a teenager on how to portray charisma and professionalism at the same time, then it delved into her personality. It felt as if she had all the power in the world in the palm of her hands when she did.

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Always Return | Jeno

summary: it sparks up the fire, a flame that still burns. Oh, it’s to you i’ll always return. [inspired by this post by @jenobyeol] words: 13k+ category: pirate!jeno x fem!pirate!reader, fluff, angst, adventure warnings: alcohol, blood, blades, fighting, the word “bastard” appears a lot lol, jealousy, mention of past abuse, minor character death

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Domaine de la Romanée | J.JH [M]

Genre: rich kid!au - angst, smut, slow burn-ish, pining, fluff Word count: 41.2k (i am so sorry.) Comments: ok…. i got rly engrossed in the plot and world building so i went super buckwild on this. i apologize for that. i worked on this for a whole month + 2 weeks so …. enjoy! i’d love love looove hearing some feedback! also UNEDITED.  Warnings: very, very, very explicit sexual content - rough sex, choking, throat-fucking, degradation, dirty talk, oral sex, dom!jaehyun, sub!reader, overstimulation, unprotected, breeding kink | strong language, various sexual scenes, infidelity(? kinda). 

Even the most pure become tainted when their eyes meet his. This was doomed from the start; you knew it was dangerous, you knew it was bad - but all those thoughts left your mind the second he made you feel good. 

[ ⚠ ] This piece involves a very problematic scenario (ie. infidelity). Please note that I do not promote nor advocate it. This is a work of pure fiction, involving a plot that is compelling to read and write about. Please read the trigger warnings listed and assess if you are comfortable to proceed - I do not wish to harm or trigger anybody. Adding on, while this work of fiction features real people, I would like to remind you that how I portray them does not, in any way, correlate to how they truly act in real life - I am just using them as characters for a plot. I do not wish to defame or insult anybody, I am just here to practice my passion in writing and entertain you.

Domaine de la Romanée - Field of Romance

You eyed the roses placed within the glass vase situated in the center of the table and wondered to yourself when this monotonous gala will reach its conclusion. The Versace gown that hugs your body has already started to itch at your skin and the corset that your stylists forced you into before leaving for the jubilee eludes you from making numerous rounds to the dessert table, but your mother’s joyful grin and welcoming arms lead you to believe that the night is far from reaching its end. Unable to slouch over in your seat, all you are able to do is sit stiff against the backrest of your plush velvet chair, fingers pinched at the stem of your glass of wine, swirling the liquid of domaine de la romanée-cont.

This gala was all your mother’s proposal for her new Spring collection releasing just a few days prior, ensembles of pastel and bold colours rolling out onto the runway and fostering a flock of people to rush into your boutiques littered across the globe. Your great-great-grandmother was the founder of Decoré, established in the year 1882, and the brand overtook the fashion industry by storm, raking millions and millions of dollars into your family name. She, who passed the company down to her daughter, who passed it onto her own daughter, who passed it onto your mother, were all eager with the idea of leading their own business. Forthwith, in a few years time, it’ll be your own turn in leading this empire - and you couldn’t be more than fervent in finally having the brand in your own two hands.

Of course, your mother thinks the same, as to why this celebration doubles as a matchmaking service for you, her only child. 

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white knuckle tight

street racer!johnny x reader 

word count: 31k

after spending one night in the makeshift stands of a street race, you find yourself getting more and more involved with a particularly alluring racer.

warnings: smut (oral receiving&giving, rough sex, slight edging, overstimulation, marking… nothing too crazy)

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a/n: thank you so much to my sweet beta readers @nsheetee​ and @jeongcheolbaby​ for helping me out with this once again. you two are so wonderful and kind!!

tag list: @iridesuhnce​ @jewel-s-blog​ @roses-and-revenge​ @szchra711​ @sunflowerbaebae​

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the dumbing down of love.

the six times you caught him staring at you, and the one time he caught you. ↳ alternatively: dumb and dumber fall in love.

pairing :: lee jeno x reader genre :: angst, fluff / best friend + college au word count :: 12,374 words warnings :: none playlist :: best friend (nct dream) ⋆ waking up slow (gabrielle aplin) ⋆ fool (nct 127) ⋆ feelings (lauv) ⋆ treacherous (taylor swift) ⋆ do you love me? (taeyeon) ⋆ 3:00 am (finding hope) ⋆ best part (daniel caesar ft. h.e.r.) ⋆ puzzle piece (nct dream) author’s note :: happy birthday, jeno love!!!! ♡ thank you @eggyukhei​ for being a life savior, reading this entire mess, and making the fic infinite times better!!! the whole fic is based on my own personal college shenanigans, minus falling in love with a cute boy & the vemno incident which happened to a friend rip

ONE.

Lee Jeno harbors an affinity for watermelon, and you know this because it was one of the three facts he gave you when you were forced to play ice breakers in your Abstract Data Types and Structures class at 8 a.m. on the first day of university freshman year. It’s the reason why you’re currently standing off to the side with a half filled grocery basket, waiting for your best friend to pick a goddamn melon already. He has five pulled out from the pile lined up in front of him, going from each one to the next carefully and turning them from side to side as he inspects them almost reverently.

“What are you doing?” you ask, finally looking up from your phone because Instagram says you’ve seen all the new posts from the past three days already and Mark is taking too long to play his turn on Words with Friends.

“When picking the perfect watermelon, you have to look at the bottom of it,” he informs you, cradling a sixth melon in his arms.��“If it’s yellow, then it’s ripe. If it’s white, then it’s not. I’m looking for the one with the biggest yellow patch. And then, you have to check the navel, which is the spot where the stem used to be. It should be big, and the rind has to look fresh obviously.”

You wrinkle your nose, shoving your phone into your back pocket and walking over to him. Then, you proceed to slap every single one of those melons, much to the horror of some soccer mom by the display of apples, before motioning towards the fourth one in the lineup.

“That’s the one.”

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enchanted.

pairing: prince!jungwoo x witch!reader

genre: fluff, angst

word count: 9.4k

synopsis: the prince has always been a little unconventional, but no one ever expected him to fall in love with a witch.

author’s note: no one asked for this but it came to me in a fever dream and you can really tell bc my writing abilities match that  (p.s. i am not knowledgeable on actual witches and witchcraft, and this is not meant to offend anyone! i just winged it and created my own version of a witch for this fic)

It’s way too early for this kind of tomfoolery.

You have your head buried under your pillow, trying to block out the extremely loud and quite irritating rapping on your door. Whoever’s knocking is using so much force that your humble little cottage is trembling with every strike. You groan, squeezing your eyes shut and praying that they’ll go away soon. Or at least come back at a more decent time.

It’s so early that the sun has barely peeked over the horizon, and the birds haven’t even begun chirping yet. You were up all night making potions to sell to the apothecary, so you’ve only gotten about three hours of sleep. 

After letting them knock for a couple minutes longer, you realize that they’re not going to leave any time soon. You feel your temper boil over as you throw the covers off your body. Draping your shawl over your shoulders, you tie your unruly hair back and smooth out your nightgown before stomping over to the door and flinging it open.

“What do you want?” you snap loudly, crossing your arms across your chest.

The man in front of you blinks in surprise, fist still raised to knock again. He’s dashingly handsome, even in his state of shock. His hair looks like spun gold, managing to reflect beautifully even with the lack of sunlight. He has a snow white complexion with full, cherry-red lips. 

You can tell by his attire that he’s royalty, or rather, a prince. The Prince. He’s wearing a black blazer embellished with golden brass buttons and detailed embroidery. There are two epaulettes on his shoulders, signifying his high status. He’s wearing a white cloak over it all, and you know from a simple glance that it’s made out of the finest linens in the kingdom. 

“Are you the Witch of the Forest?” he finally asks, smiling jovially. 

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sleepless cinderella [kun]

→ word count: 11.4k

→ warnings: none, besides cursing

→ genre: fluff, some parts may be classified as mild angst??, pilot kun, journalist reader

!this is part of a series, if you have not read the prologue, you will not know what is happening!

His eyes fell downward as the two of you were quiet for another moment. But not before you saw that they were moist.

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the society p2

reader stays with the group for a while

they plan on their escape after discovering possible exposure

leave the society (woods?)

in the process gets stuck with ov

the two bond

doesn’t necessarily end with them together?

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Fanfiction Club: The Rules

This idea came to me when I woke up first thing this morning.

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