so i'm loving you more than last forever (gif credit: jaemtens)
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Tag Game !
tag game !
— tagged by: @luvdsc ◦
— tagging: @euphoria-vmin7 ◦
post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. send me an ask with the title that most intrigues you and interests you and i’ll post a little snippet of it or tell you something about it!
wOw look at all these drafts that have been postponed during college apps season rip
final focus
veil
we go up
[6:27 pm] (it’s for donghyuck)
ask me about a wip !!
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wAIT A SECOND I'm so sorry I didn't see this !! thank you so much friend 💞💘💓💕
water glass | h.rj.
pairing: renjun x reader
genre: restaurant au, college au, angst, fluff, waiter!renjun
word count: 5,746
warnings: mentions of date drugs (not renjun), suggestive intentions (also not renjun)
summary: a dinner date gone wrong… or, if you look at it another way, a dinner date that almost got you in a terrible situation. almost.
a/n: not sure i really like the prompt of the way this date goes wrong, but renjun as a waiter? yes, always yes, 1000 times yes (also yikes the editing on the title in the picture rip XD) (also this is a repost because tags weren’t working the first time i posted this, i’m not sure why hjhdfjgfd)
Ever since you had laid eyes on Shin Youngjin, you’ve been harboring the largest crush on him. He was perfect — his voice had a comforting effect on people, his intelligence was said to be as sharp as his jawline, and every time he ran a hand through his hair, you felt yourself melt.
Unfortunately, you had been told by many individuals that Youngjin didn’t date — in fact, no one had ever seen him on campus with a girl longer than “was necessary”, which you took to interpret as “conversation made for class purposes only”.
But fortunately for you… he had seemed to make an exception.
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jisung (and surprise hoseok!) arrived safely 😊 thank you so so much miss cat @luvdsc for your kind letter and all of the lovely stickers !!! 💞💖💘
guys rb this and tell me what’s your favorite song by every nct unit
njdfsgjdfhghdf AAAAAAA miss hannaaAAaaHH 😭 i’m planning out a possible part 2 but writing it might get pushed back until after college apps season is over 😅 hjfshfdghsgj poor doyoung :’)
ephemeral | l.dh. (l.hc.)
e·phem·er·al adj. lasting for a very short time.
pairing: donghyuck x reader
genre: somewhat royalty au (? not sure how to describe it, but it’s not modern), fluff, angst, young!donghyuck, young!reader, ft. brother!doyoung and donghyuck’sbrother!taeyong
word count: 1,542
warnings: none
summary: you make a new friend at a dinner party that your family is attending. there is much in common between the two of you: you love eating biscuits, you love dancing, you love pretending to be stiff-lipped adults when you don’t have a care in the world.
a/n: this was originally a timestamp but then it ended up being 1.5k and well… guess it’s a fic now :’)
“For you, my lady.” Young Donghyuck pretends to bow the way he has been taught, and he holds out a flower to you that looks suspiciously similar to the ones in the planters.
Your response is a “thank you, kind sir” that is stifled by your hands as you accept his gift, giggling as he hands it to you. You spin and your intricate lace dress flares out around you, and Donghyuck laughs when you almost fall over.
The dinner party you both are at is being hosted by a mutual friend of your families. Though this does not mean that your families are on completely good terms with one another, tonight they have at least been able to maintain a sort of cordiality while in each others’ presence.
Donghyuck and you have never met before, not until he noticed you struggling to reach a biscuit from the light snacks table, when he decided that he would help you. His first instinct had been to tell you that your pale pink dress and matching pale pink bow looked nice — it was his go-to at events like this, where there were many people to please and he had to be polite. But when you had turned to him with eyes shining and a cute “thank you”, the words had died in the back of his throat, and all he could do was stammer out a “yes”.
You learned that he was seven years old, like you, and he learned that this was not your first social event, like him. You both had older brothers (Donghyuck had pointed out one of his, Taeyong, from across the room), you both preferred chocolate wafers over vanilla, and you both liked to look at huge chandeliers while standing right underneath them (and every time you did this, your brother Doyoung would come and scoop you up to get you out of the way, as if he was scared it would fall on you).
And, with so many things in common, you wonder why you and Donghyuck have never even seen each other before.
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