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rb this with how long you’ve been a kpop stan/when you became a kpop stan and your first group! I’m trying to see something
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COUNTDOWN TO KUN’S BIRTHDAY, D-3
↪ FAVORITE 2021 MV&TEASER MOMENTS
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~Juyeon Drabble~
Pairing: reader x Juyeon
Genre: angst/ fluff/ militancyish vibes idk
Short summary:
Juyeon is the captain of your unit and tells you all to stay back during an ambush- to which you don’t and risk your life in the process 🤪🤪
Basically wrote this in like 20 minutes so 🤷♀️🤷♀️
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The throbbing of your head woke you after some time.
Whatever surface you laid across was solid, and quite uncomfortable, you immediately realized.
In your efforts to adjust yourself, an unwarranted noise escaped you.
Guess you were more beat up than you thought.
A voice suddenly broke through the haze of your mind, a repeated question that was beginning to break through the mist.
“Y/N, can you hear me?”
You turned to your left, where a familiar face hovered with a look of concern.
You smiled, albeit weakly.
“Hey, Pretty Boy,” you said to him.
And for once, he didn’t ruffle at the teasing pet name.
“Hey,” he sighed in relief. This was about the most emotion you’d ever seen from him.
Juyeon was not an expressive person. Preferring to keep his problems to himself and keep on mission as the squad’s captain.
This usually made him the perfect target to poke fun at, but now...
He was grappling with something, words wanting to escape but not sure when or how to let them out.
“What is it?” You finally asked, brows furrowed.
He shook his head, “I’m trying not to be furious at you.”
You stiffened and he met your eyes again,”I told you to go. I told you to leave.”
You stared at him.
He stared back.
“You were about to be ambushed-“
“I knew the odds,” he stated firmly.
It took you a few seconds to gather yourself. He was angry with you when you were quite literally savaged by the gang that appeared out of nowhere.
“I saved your life,” you muttered.
“I know that. And I thank you for it, truly I do,” his voice was steady, “but I’m your captain and I told you not to engage. I told you I would go in alone.”
Your head was already throbbing but now it began to pound with a greater resilience.
“They were going to kill you. Sorry CAPTAIN but is it not my first and foremost job to see to it that you are safe and protected? You’re the valuable one here. So being berated for literally SAVING YOUR LIFE as soon as I wake is a bit in poor taste-“
“It is my JOB AS CAPTAIN to make the calls necessary and you completely ignor-“
“I just can’t do anything right with you,” you realized out loud.
He stopped talking.
“Can I?” You ended.
Your eyes were burning with angry tears.
Nothing was ever enough. He always had corrections. Stoic scolding. And even now, with who knows what sort of injuries..
“I almost watched you die,” he stated.
“People die all the time, it’s part of the job Juyeon-“
He turned his head quickly to the side, breaking away from your gaze. Willing the words not to take effect.
You shook your head in disbelief and said quietly, “I’m not... some ignorant child tagging along on these missions... I’m your subordinate I-...”
He closed his eyes for a few seconds, “I know.”
“Then... why do you treat me like one?”
You weren’t stupid. You weren’t incompetent.
But then he met your questioning stare with a hesitant one, and some things finally made sense.
For the first time, you could read his expression as easily as you would a book.
Realizing his mistake too late, he went to say something then closed his mouth again in defeat.
After a heated pause, you chanced lifting your hand up to him.
He paused before grabbing it in both of his- accepting.
Leaning forward on his elbows where you laid, the table groaned slightly.
You held his gaze as he thumbed across your fingers.
A clock beat somewhere nearby, the ticking becoming a soft comfort to your ears.
Time itself seemed to slip away from you both.
He brushed his lips across the back of your hand, closing his eyes.
“I..” you started, but couldn’t finish, “I didn’t think..”
Suddenly you felt guilty.
He put his forehead to your linked hands, “I’m sorry. For getting angry.”
“... it’s okay,” you said quietly.
“Not just now but always. All the time,” he still had his head against your hands, holding tightly.
“It’s just that... you’re always not where I plan for you to be. You’re always risking everything even when I EXPLICITLY tell you not too. I went into that building KNOWING I may not make it out but giving you all specific instructions on how to handle that. Then just as I’m about to accept that I’m not going to make it, here you come,” he huffs a laugh to himself.
He shakes his head and laughs again without humor, “you’re tearing me apart, you know.”
Something in your chest lurched, and you felt hot tears again, but this time for different reasons.
“I’m sorry,��� you choked.
He flipped your hand around to cup his cheek, giving a weary smile, “I forgive you.”
#juyeon#the boyz#juyeon the boyz#kpop#Juyeon Drabble#the boyz imagines#the boyz scenarios#the boyz drabbles#the boyz fanfic#kpop the boyz#juyeon angst#juyeon fluff#the boyz angst#the boyz fluff#juyeon imagines
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I’m back on here after two whole years to give up and just post all my fanfics holla
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i can’t believe renjun found something even tinier than himself
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WereWolf JaeBeom VS Siren JinYoung who y’all got
#GOT7#got7 imagines#jinyoung#jinyoung imagine#jinyoung edit#JaeBeom#jaebeom imagines#JaeBeom edit#got7 edit
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I mean I laughed
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Hmm.
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kpop really a joke man.... u could see some tweet saying sum shit like “baekhyun n kai went out and baekhyun was driving” and bitches will be like 😏😏😏😏baekhyun driving????🤤🤤🤤🤤
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Children of the Night
Pairings: reader X Dracula!Minghao
Genre: drabble, mild fluff/angst
Note: this is based off of the 1992 adaptation of Dracula. It’s one of my favorites so if you haven't seen it (although it’s a bit weird OOP) you should totally watch it.
Another note: I’m also working on a Minghao Dracula series (not based on the movie) because he IS a vampire and that’s the tea.
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Minghao walked along the sidewalk, barely missing the street itself. Hundreds of people were bustling by. Papers being sold, businessmen carrying cases, women in their bonnets. A barrage of smells and colors and sounds that he’d never seen in his few centuries.
England was proving to be entirely different than he imagined. Confining himself to the castle for the past few decades had taken any sense or want for adventure out of his interests.
But he knew you were here. Somewhere. He could feel it.
It took him three weeks. Sailing across the sea, the taste of salt still lingering on his tongue. The storms on the water threatening to topple the boat, waves breaking it into bits.
He knew it was God. Attempting to destroy him, the monster he himself had created all those years ago. Blood spilling throughout the chapel as he was damned by the Father. Cursing him for letting you die. After everything. After the wars, the violence. Battles fought in His name. And he took you.
Without warning and without explanation.
His jaws throbbed at the thought. Monks
running screaming. You lying on the floor. The tears, the pain, the CHANGE.
A woman, not watching where she was going, suddenly bumped his shoulder.
“Oh!” She exclaimed, turning to stare at him. Her neck in perfect view. Vein throbbing ever so slightly. Lips parted.
Minghao dipped his hat, “Excuse me miss, my apologies.”
“It’s quite alright,” she said, aghast, staring at him intensely.
He would have stayed to amuse her, but he had more important things to tend to.
He moved along the streets, becoming slightly panicked at the thought that he may not find you.
What would he do? If he saw you? Would you know? Would you remember?
He stood still to regain his bearings. People were still hurrying by, bumping into his shoulders. Faces a blur.
“Excuse me sir, would you like a flower? For a lovely lady perhaps?”
Minghao turned to the woman. Standing to the side of her flower bin, she was dressed rather poorly, her boots having holes in them. Her face aged, yet content.
He eyed the pickings.
You always liked roses, as cliche as it was. The garden behind the castle said as much. He had it made for you. Only you.
Caught in a trace of memories while staring at the flowers, a hand reached across him to pluck a rose.
“I’ll take one,” a soft voice said.
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Roses had always been your favorite. It seemed typical. Everyone loved roses, but you couldn’t help it. They smelled so delightful.
Your leather gloves were itching your hands but the chill in the air decided on whether you should keep them on.
You’d been eyeing a few different roses when, finally, one stood out to you.
Addressing the woman, you reached across a few people to pick one.
“I’ll take this one,” you said, handing the lady a copper.
“Have a good day,” she smiled. And you set off, lifting the flower to your nose to inhale. The scent was sweet. It reminded you of somewhere else, although you couldn’t put your finger on it.
“Excuse me,” another voice came from behind you, a strange accent lacing the words.
You turned.
He was tall, and thin. Almost too thin. His skin was pale and smooth, hair as black as night.
“Yes?” You hesitated. His face was nice, but not inviting. There was something strange about him, yet also comforting. The chill in the air seemed to become more prominent and you shivered.
He was staring.
You glanced around, becoming anxious.
“Forgive me,” He said briskly, “I.. do not know your city. I believe I may be lost.”
He huffed a small laugh.
He was still looking at you in a peculiar way. One that you did not appreciate.
You had had enough run ins with sly men on the streets.
“There are maps down the street for six pence. Good day.” You gripped your flower tighter and attempted to be on your way when his voice stopped you again.
“I have offended you.”
Slowly, you halted and turned just as he spoke once more.
He Inhaled sharply, forming a lie “I am only looking for the cinemarke-“
“Well if you see that culture, there are numerous museums in the city you can visit. Good day.”
You spun on your heel once more. You had no time for this. The bank was only a block away and-
Softly, a hand gripped yours.
You gasped as you whirled around.
How had he gotten to you so quickly? He was standing around 10 feet away.
“Please Miss, do not think me-“
“I don’t KNOW you,” you snatched your hand back. “Shall I alert these people? Shall I call the police?”
You stood your ground, eyeing him. His face faltered for a few seconds before settling in a somber expression.
Suddenly you felt guilty, for making assumptions.
“Forgive me Miss,” he started again, “I’ll be on my-“
“No,” you stated, embarrassment heating your cheeks, “it’s I who should ask for forgiveness. I’m not usually so rude and imprudent, only there are a good number of men on these streets with bad intentions.”
He shook his head, “I would never,” he barely whispered.
You eyed him again, unsure.
“Well... I can show you around. If you’d like. I know London well, Mr...?”
The corner of his mouth twitched as he took off his hat in introduction, “Xu Minghao. And you?”
“——,” You said. He really was stunning. You didn’t know how you had the strength to ignore it before now.
He took your hand again, “Well —-, it’s a pleasure,” and he kissed the top of it.
Even through the fabric of the gloves, his lips were deadly cold.
#Seventeen#minghao#minghao imagines#seventeen imagine#the8#the8 drabbles#seventeen drabbles#seventeen oneshot#minghao drabbles
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GOT7 as Princes
1650
Prince!Bambam flaunts his newly pressed jacket with gold trim at the ball. He keeps his head high, talking with other members of the high court, every appearance of nobility on display. He sees you multiple times throughout the party and doesn’t think much of it until about the 11th glance. He finally comes up to talk and realizes quickly that he doesn’t have to appear to be so high strung with you. You were easy to talk to, it was refreshing.
“Have you had the lemon cakes yet?” He asks.
“No, I haven’t had the chance.”
“Let’s go steal some and hide in the courtyard to eat them.”
Prince!Yugyeom
Being shuffled around the ball room by his overbearing father, the king. He’s rushed to talk and dance with different people and he’s getting stressed and agitated. He goes to the punch bowl and knocks his arm into yours as you reach for a tarte.
“Hey!” He says, until he sees you’re face and recognizes you as another royal, “oh, I’m sorry.”
You shrug, “It’s ok. Having fun yet?”
He gives you a suspicious look, also taking in your nice features.
“You don’t have to lie to me, I’ve been forced around this hall too.”
He flits his eyes to his father, “Do you want to dance a few songs so they won’t bother us for a bit?”
You smile ,”Absolutely.”
Prince!Jackson
As soon as you walk through the doors, it’s over. He continues his conversation with whoever hes talking to, but quickly dismisses them. Searches for you for a time before becoming distressed that he wouldn’t see you again. Remembers exactly what you looked like but even still, when he spots you over in the corner, his breath catches all over again. He pushes his hair back and straightens his coat, walking over. Gives his best casual smolder. Everyone around you is staring.
“If you aren’t currently occupied, I’d love to show you how well I can dance.”
Prince! Jinyoung.
Isn’t interested in the party at all. Doesn’t like or dislike dancing. Doesn’t like or dislike chatting. Understands that he has a responsibility to the crown to do his best and pay attention and, unfortunately, wed another royal as quickly as possible. None of the women are the least bit interesting. Most of them annoying. Until he sees you being dragged up to him by your insistent mother and pushed forward. She quickly introduces you to him and he almost laughs at your completely flustered and irritated look. You didn’t want to be there any more than he did.
“It’s... nice to meet you.”
Prince!Youngjae
A nervous wreck, but laughing it off. Trying his best. Keeps adjusting his coat. Too stiff when dancing. He’s never gotten used to having huge things expected of him and he’s not entirely accustomed to being a great leader, although he is well liked. Bumps into you while dancing with someone else and apologizes. Finds you afterwards and, “Hey.. I’m still so sorry I stepped on your dress-“
“Yeah I’ll say. Come here, let me show you how to dance properly.”
He’s taken aback but your brashness eases him.
Prince!Mark
You get tired of being introduced to several people at once and the kings ball and go out onto the large balcony for some fresh air. As you inhale and eye the starlight, you realize you aren’t alone. You turn to him and quickly realize who he is. Neither of you say anything at first until he, “it gets tiring doesn’t it?”
He’s looking at the stars as well, his breath forming a barely visible cloud in the crisp air.
You’re not sure what to say, feeling as if you’ve intruded, “I’m sorry, I’ll leave you-“
“No,” he says sitting on the nearest bench, out of the eyes of the people in the next hall, “come talk.”
Prince! JaeBeom
Takes his position very seriously, never getting personal. Despite this, when he’s alone he’s somewhat sad, mourning for the things he’s not allowed to feel. He meanders throughout the hall, mostly by himself, not needing his fathers help to negotiate and converse with other royals. Women stare after him, and he knows he should engage because his father expects him to be married soon, but he can’t. All throughout the party, he hears laughter, and later realizes that most of it is coming from you. You were sent here to stand for your kingdom but that wouldn’t stop you from having fun. You twirled with anyone and everyone and made jokes. He watched, jealous. And somewhat annoyed. After what seemed to be your hundreth dance he walks over, “enjoying yourself?”
When you see him, you smile. whatever annoyance had been there turned into something else, and he blinked.
“Come on!” You say as you drag him onto the floor.
#got7#youngjae#jackson wang#Jaebeom#jinyoung#bambam#yugyeom#mark tuan#got7 imagines#youngjae imagines#jackson imagine#jinyoung imagine#jaebeom imagines#bambam imagine#yugyeom imagine#mark tuan imagine
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🌻 Masterlist 🌻
** I will keep updating and also make this prettier later**
~ One Shot~ ⚡️
~Series~ 🍀
~Drabble~ ☀️
~Angst~ 🔥
~Fluff~ 🌹
~Smut~ 💗
~LGBT~ 🌈
SEVENTEEN
~Mingyu
Phantom ⚡️ 💗
~Minghao
Children of the Night ⚡️🌹🔥
NCT
~WinWin
Sweet 💗⚡️
GOT7
~ All members
GOT7 as Princes ☀️🌹
#masterlist#kpop#NCT#wayv#NCT 127#Seventeen#mingyu#winwin#winwin smut#si cheng#got7#youngjae#jackson wang#Jaebeom#jinyoung#yugyeom#mark tuan#bambam#minghao
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junmyeon needs to be discharged from the military because he already SERVED
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