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cokun · 8 months
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Jo Woochan may have lost the "Santa doesn't exist, Woochan-ah" diss battle, but he won the war.
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moxiepoints · 2 months
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Loco on Tiny Desk Korea feat Woo
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fluffycrow · 1 year
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DeVita - Ride For Me (ft. DAWN)
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zhaozi · 10 months
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Code Kunst for GQ
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jae-bummer · 1 year
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What Is Probably the Worst Pep Talk Ever
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Request: hi! could i request for a scenario with jay park where his girlf teases him and denies him of skinship (doesn’t hug back or give him kisses) i love the way u write sm, thank u if u choose to write it. also while ure at it im curious whether ur username is inspired by him.
To answer your question, my username is actually inspired by Jay B from Got7! Got7 was actually one of the first groups I stanned :)
Pairing: Jay Park x Reader
Genre: Fluff (Warning: 18+ for language and steamy commentary)
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"Are you nervous?" you asked, stepping into the elevator.
"Nervous?" Jay chuckled. "Not even once in my life."
"Am I misremembering?" you hummed, tapping your chin. "Or didn't you say you were nervous the day you asked if we could be exclusive?"
"Well, I mean," he cringed.
"And what about the time when we had first started dating and you said I made you nervous?" you continued.
"You must have dreamed it," he said, fighting the corners of his mouth from turning upward. "Jay Park is never nervous."
"Says the man talking about himself in third person," you laughed. "You still haven't pressed the elevator button by the way."
"Shit," he muttered, stepping forward and furrowing his eyebrows. "What floor did I say we needed to be on again?"
"11 maybe?" you tried. "Maybe if you weren't so nervous, you'd remember."
Shooting you a glare over his shoulder, he stabbed at the appropriate button, and stepped back to stand beside you.
You couldn't help but chuckle as you tucked yourself into Jay's side. He was easily the most self-assured person to ever suffer from self-esteem issues. While the two traits sounded like they shouldn't intermingle, they somehow did. He liked to play at being cocky and keep his image intact, but you were the one who saw him lose sleep over some of his daily decisions. It had become one of your sole missions in life to make sure that he knew a healthy amount of worry was okay. He didn't have to conquer the world every time he stepped foot out of his door.
"Who all is supposed to be at this thing?" you sighed, adjusting your outfit.
"A lot of industry people," Jay grumbled. "A lot of people I need to impress."
"Is it a need or a want?" you asked, looking at him from your periphery. Judging by the little wrinkle in between his brows, you weren't sure if he was even listening. "Jay?"
Shaking off his trance, he turned to you with wide eyes. "Yeah?"
"You didn't hear me, did you?" you grinned.
As you spoke, the elevator finally stopped at your desired floor and started to slide open. Wrapping his fingers around yours, Jay took a deep breath. You could immediately feel the sweat coating his palms.
"I say this with love," you whispered as you moved forward into the hallway. "Please, please, wipe your hands on your jeans."
"Y/N," he hissed. Taking his hand from yours, he wiped helplessly at his thighs. "My palms don't sweat."
"Then they're crying."
Taking another deep breath through his nose, Jay placed his hand on the small of your back and leaned in. "Have I ever told you that you are the cutest, most fucking impossible person I have ever met?"
Spinning away from him, you grinned. "Have I ever told you that when you're worried about something, you clench your jaw? It's kind of hot but can't be great for your teeth."
"For the love of God," he groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Could you please just support me here?"
"Why?" you asked, fake confusion coating your features. "Are you nervous?"
If looks could kill, you would be dead on the floor. Finally conceding, you reached forward to weave your fingers through his. "Baby, being nervous isn't a bad thing. It just means that something important is happening."
"Fine!" he gasped. "You caught me! Jay Park is actually stressed the fuck out!"
"Third person-"
"Y/N," he deadpanned.
"Okay, okay," you cooed, patting him carefully on the chest. "What has you stressed out?"
Glancing over his shoulder and toward the sounds of the party you were supposed to attend, he looked back at you. "Do we really have to do this right now?"
"No one is going to hear you admitting your weaknesses," you chuckled. "Just tell me what's going on in your head."
"Okay, for one, I don't have weaknesses, so let's establish that right here and fucking now."
"Of course, baby."
He rolled his eyes and began to pout. "I just...don't want to look stupid."
"You know you're the best at what you do," you nodded in what you hoped was encouragement. "Even if you do make yourself look stupid, you always save it somehow."
"But these people, Y/N," he clucked, shaking his head. "They're next level. Investors I need, executives that could have a lot to say about my next moves-"
"And so what?" you asked. "You may not be the tallest in the room, or the most well-spoken, but-"
"Ay! Ay! Ay!" he grunted. "You are shit at pep talks, you know that?"
You couldn't help but laugh at his reaction, which in turn made him give you a reluctant smile. "You have you're short-"
"Watch it."
"Shortcomings," you asserted. "But everyone does. You overcome yours every time."
"Yeah, I do, don't I?"
"You do," you smiled. "I know you're your own biggest fan and I'm likely the second biggest. Let me step into that number one spot and have your back tonight."
"Pfft, unnecessary," he chuckled. "Even if I'm struggling, I still got me."
"Of course!" you huffed. "So silly of me to even suggest otherwise!"
Pulling you into him, Jay wrapped his arms around your waist, and nuzzled his face into your neck. "Look at you with that big, sexy brain. Making all of the sense in the world."
"More like stroking your ego in the precisely correct locations," you laughed, scrubbing your fingers across the back of his scalp.
"You can stroke me in other ways tonight," he whispered, biting playfully at your ear.
Moving to face you, he leaned forward to attempt a kiss. Naturally, you turned away. His lips met your cheek, causing him to groan.
Laughing, you turned toward him again, and pulled him in by the shoulders. Smiling up until the moment your lips met, you allowed yourself to get caught up in the man that drove you crazy. In true Jay fashion, he slid his hand down to give a tight squeeze to your butt, causing you to squeak in alarm.
"I think I'm ready now," he hummed. "You?"
"I've been ready," you said quietly. "I was just waiting for you to be too."
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whats-wild-to-you · 1 year
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Gym Buddies
You quickly mumble an excuse when you accidentally enter the men’s locker room.
It’s been a while since you had noticed Jay but you never talked to each other, just awkwardly greeted each other whenever your paths crossed.
“Coming or going?” You ask, casually leaning on the door.
You do your best to keep your eyes away from his chest, but steal a glance whenever he turns his head away.
“Going. I’ve had a busy day and cut my time here short.”
“What a pity.” Quickly you cover your mouth when you realize you were speaking out loud.
Jay notices you’re staring at his tattoos and grins at you.
“Oh well, I’m sure we’ll run into each other again soon.”
“I hope so.”
Soon you have figured out a pattern. You make sure to go to the gym whenever Jay’s there. After some time you become gym buddies, casually talking while working out.
One day you intentionally bring up that you went on a blind date and watch how he tenses up. Confused, you drop the subject and finish up your workout.
After changing, you head out. Jay is already in the parking lot, waiting for you.
“So, I was wondering if we could hang out sometime. Like, outside of the gym.”
“Oh?”
“Don’t get me wrong, I like our gym dates but you should see me when I’m not sweating and in gym clothes.”
“Gym dates?”
“Why? Don’t you enjoy them?”
“On the contrary! I enjoy them a lot. And I would very much like to hang out outside the gym with you.”
“Great. Can I have your number?”
With trembling hands you take his phone and put in your number.
“See you then.”
Giggling, you get in your car first and drive off, cautious not to cause an accident since you can hardly focus on the road ahead.
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captainhongjoong · 4 months
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punchnello - 묻다. (bury.) (feat. sole) - 1thek beyond the studio
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jwooyoung · 2 years
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Simon Dominic for W Korea August 2022
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elitekhh · 1 year
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☾ like or reblog if you use ☾ do not repost ☾ psdby : @wiiintermoon ▌│█║▌║▌║ @elitekhh ║▌║▌║█│▌
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dreamperfectarchives · 4 months
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KHH Masterlist
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༉‧₊˚✧ DPR/ Dream Perfect Regime
DPR Live/ Hong Dabin
[Neon Lights] — Club!AU
↬ Summary: You and Dabin work in a club, that’s it, that’s the fic.
(The link for this fic will send you to my main account)
[Sweet Silence] - Bet!AU
↬ Summary: Dabin makes a bet with his friends without thinking about the consequences and gets into trouble.
Or boys will be boys, Ugh.
DPR Ian/ Christian Yu
[One Step Closer] — Post-Apocalypse!AU
↬ Summary: The worlds come to an end, there’s chaos and dead-beat silence, but above all that, you’re one step closer to a happy ending.
or you’re looking for your brother and find Ian.
(The link for this fic will send you to my main account)
[Written In Pages] - Work!AU
↬ Summary: Sometimes, it’s for the best.
(The link for this fic will send you to my main account)
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cokun · 1 year
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ㅗ( ·_· ✿)
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seoulessnights · 2 years
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I still remember
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“Happy birthday, Jay”
You smiled as you handed over a small, navy box. It had taken you weeks of poring over hundreds of websites before you deemed an unassuming silver ring to be the perfect gift for your friend of 15 years. 
“Y/N, thanks for coming!” Jay pulled you into a hug, his warm cologne wafting from his tattooed neck as you let yourself get swallowed by his embrace. 
“Enjoy yourself tonight, ok?” Jay flashed you one of his cheeky smiles before he moved on to greet the other guests. I’ll try my best. You thought to yourself. 
You felt awfully out of place, normally not one to spend a Friday night at a club. But you also couldn’t miss your best friend’s birthday party. Especially not after knowing how much effort he put into planning it. Your friends always joked that it was the one time you ever left your cave of a home to meet others.
The VIP section of the club was completely packed - so characteristic of Jay to invite every single person he knew. Sometimes you wondered how someone as outgoing as Jay managed stay friends with someone as introverted as you all these years. As you continued scanning and taking in the scene, your eyes stopped by a figure that was sitting at one of the tables. Your heart skipped a beat. The dimly lit table barely revealed anything about its sole occupant, but you knew instinctively who it was. As you let your eyes adjust to the darkness and slowly make out the features of his face, you felt a deep pang in your chest.
Sungwoo. 
Of course he was here. The two of you had met through Jay  - how did this slip your mind? Were you so busy blocking out everything related to him that you totally looked past this? Sensing your gaze, Sungwoo looked up from the drink he was mindlessly swirling. The the two of you briefly met eyes across the club. Your heart was pounding so quickly that you could hear your hastened pulse in your ears. Even after a year of not seeing him, your eyes familiarly traced the contours of his face. He looked the same, which made it so much harder for you to accept that so much had changed between the two of you. You were first to drop your gaze, as you rushed over to the bar to order a drink. 
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“Drink! Drink! Drink!”
Sensing your somber demeanor that carried through in the brief moments Jay interacted with you, Jay continued to pour you endless shots. You were silently thankful for how Jay always seemed to keep tabs on you at these gatherings knowing your shy personality - even doing so at his own birthday party where he deserved to drink as if there was no tomorrow. And because you knew this was Jay’s way of looking out for you, you downed the shots without much hesitation, the bitter liquid burning your throat and helping you get closer to your goal of wanting to feel completely numb.
“I need a chaser” You muttered softly. As if by command, the guy standing next to you handed you his can of Pepsi. You take it, but instead of drinking it, stared at the can. The beads of condensation on the can swim down and feel wet against the palm of your hand.
“Is something wrong?”
The guy asked. The somber lighting of the club revealing a smattering of tattoos running down his neck. You thought you remember him introducing himself earlier to you as Jinyoung, but your memory of the earlier parts of the night start to get fuzzy as the alcohol begins to hit you.
“No, nothing.. it’s just that..”
“She doesn’t drink Pepsi. Hates the taste of it.”
A hand appeared by your side and pushed a can of Canada Dry towards you. You didn’t even have to look up to know who it was. It was a voice you recognized all too well.
“Why..”
“I still remember, Y/N”
“Sungwoo…”
“How could I forget?” 
Sungwoo smiled bitterly. And in that moment, you realized. Something about the tone of his voice and the look on his face made you realize that it wasn’t just you. You had spent the past year desperately trying to move on from Sungwoo, but utterly failed to do so every time. You replayed your two years with Sungwoo over and over, trying to figure out where it had gone wrong. And you realized that Sungwoo had done the same. 
“Well, enjoy your ginger ale. And try not to drink too much”
Sungwoo gave your shoulder a gentle squeeze as he disappeared into the crowd of bodies. Maybe one day you would be able to sit down and talk to him about everything. Tell him how much he’s hurt you and apologize for how you’ve hurt him. But you knew now wasn’t the time. It was all still too fresh.
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I'm back!! I know it's been a hot min but I've been so busy with life. I've been really inspired to write lately though, so hopefully I can push out some more scenarios soon :-)
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fluffycrow · 11 months
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DeVita - Naughty
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f-ngrl · 1 year
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쿠기 (Coogie) - 'Buck'
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curlykytta · 5 months
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Code Kunst for GQ
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