Tag Youre It

Tag You’re It

I was tagged by: @maeilmaeilmaeil

name/alias: Call me Mei or Janko

birthday: Jan 30th

Zodiac: Aquarius

height: 5′3″--ish

hobbies: I love music (songwriting, listening, etc), Art (I consider myself an ugly artist though lol), Fashion, Makeup, all the normal QuIrKy GiRl stuff yknow?

fav color: Pink

fav book: Where the wild things are (It’s a kids book but I love it don’t judge me)

last song: “Anyone Else But You” From the Juno soundtrack

last film: Spider-Man: Far From Home

inspiration for muse: Seventeen ofc, but also music and art. One of the things I do that inspires my work a lot is listening to music (Cigarettes After Sex, The Beetles, Oliver Tree, etc) while reading or painting.

meaning behind url: Janko/Jxnko is an alias i’ve used since I was 12 and it’s the name of a character I created around that age as well.

tagging: idk ppl :P

Hello~

Hiya! My names Mei or Jxnko (Janko), I’m a new seventeen writer. Well, not entirely new, I used to write on wattpad a long time ago, but that’s in the past. Since it’s summer break I’ve decided to start some light writing about my favourite people!

Here are some things about me:

I’m 5′3″

I’m a pacific islander

I’ve been a Carat since the Pretty U era

My Ult is Woozi

My Biases for each unit are Woozi, Wonwoo, and Minghao

{you should also follow me on Instagram @cosmonaut.cowboy although it’s not a fanpage  (●´ω｀●)}

Reblogging so that I won’t lose this masterpiece

Challenge / Mingyu x Reader

You turn the tables on Mingyu and come out of what was supposed to be a ploy to get you into his bed as a winner, leaving him flustered, surprised, and, most importantly, craving more of you.

pairing: college!au – Mingyu x Reader

warnings: this is just 5k words worth of flirting, teasing + sexual themes

words: 5.1k

ANON REQUEST: Can I request a college fuckboy Mingyu scenario? Whatever happens is fine ☺️

You weren’t a new face at college parties. You’ve been to a handful of them since you started school here but you couldn’t say you ever created any long-lasting memories there. Getting drunk and spending the entire night slurring your words and befriending random strangers wasn’t your ideal past-time activity and neither was watching other people do that.

And yet, even though you didn’t really enjoy the crowds that you’ve seen at parties like this, you still couldn’t help but show up at some of the usual end-of-the-week ragers that a group of students from your year was hosting simply because your roommate refused to participate in anything that involved any kind of alcohol and you were craving a way to relax after mid-terms. Lying on your bed and staring at the ceiling the entire weekend didn’t seem quite as fun as getting so drunk, you finally numbed some of the anxiety you’d been feeling for two weeks now.

You were only on your second drink when–while trying to avoid a group of three girls who kept laughing in a very loud and intimidating way–you stumbled into the living room, excited to find some peace on one of the white – bad choice – couches by the furthest wall of the room, and then ended up becoming the very center of attention when a tall, half-drunk guy plopped himself on the couch next to you, all while yelling something at his friends across the room.

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Bus

Type: Fluff

{Seokmin attempts to introduce you to his friends}

 Here you are outside the restaurant about to book it to the nearest bus stop. At first, when Seokmin said he’d introduce you to his friends you thought it would be a great opportunity to get to know him better but at the moment you were a bundle of nerves.

  You guys had started dating about a month ago after he asked for your number in a philosophy lecture. He was handsome and he had kind eyes and a blinding smile, of course, you texted him as soon as possible. 

  Now here you are outside a barbeque restaurant after saying you were “going to the bathroom”. You were so anxious you couldn’t stay in that place a second longer, you made a skillful escape while everyone was talking. I mean how couldn’t you be anxious, they were his friends for years, you’ve only just met him. Part of the nervousness was set in the fact that they weren’t all male, there were a few female colleagues who you thought were absolutely stunning. You saw how happy he was, it made you smile. Suddenly he caught your gaze, very confused he said something and came outside.

“Fancy seeing you here ma’am, this isn’t the ladies room if I recall.”

“I’m sorry, I’m really nervous, I know it’s really stupid but I just wanna go home. I’m sorry Seok...”

“Why? Did someone say something? I swear if Jeong-”

“No one did anything Seok, I just- this is all very new. And I mean your friends are so pretty and I’m not jealous, I think? I felt out of place...”

“Ok and just so you know you were the prettiest babe” he said as he calmly took out his phone, it made you blush.

He grabbed your hand and you guys walked to the nearest rest stop which was only a block away.

“I texted Jeonghyun that were leaving because you felt sick” he said as the last bus of the night stopped before you two. 

He tugged your hand as you two sat down, the only ones on the bus beside you guys were the bus driver and a few middle schoolers who were probably on their way home from cram school.

He put his hand over your shoulder. “I met you on a bus...” he spoke quietly.

“No, you didn’t. We met at that one lecture.”

“You met me there. But I clearly remember you a few days before that, you were sat on the bus and smiled like an idiot as you put your headphones in. At that moment I thought that I wanted to make you smile like that everyda-”

“Pphffffff” you slowly slapped his face as he finished making him chuckle and you smiled.

“It’s true! See that smile? That’s the one! The one I love to see when I wake up and kiss you awake.”

“You idiot..” you laughed as you rested your head on his shoulder as you dozed off. Your hands intertwining and lights quickly passing by.

(Sorry this took so long! It’s not that great but I hope you like it! Dedicated too @koukami80)

Lovely, definitely a favorite!

talk it out // l.jh

this is unnecessary, you think. you shouldn’t be fighting like this, with words that pierce and tears that prick at both your eyes. the two of you don’t find the need to shout but you are stubborn and he is even more so.

‘when did you ever think about what i wanted? when did i ever have a choice? all this time, it’s been you, you, you!’ you say, feeling the energy drain out of you. you deflate just a bit, shoulders slumping in exhaustion.

'did you ever care about me? about the things i wanted?’ you look at him, bleary eyes desperately searching his face for any kind of answer.

something, you need something.

jihoon doesn’t look you in the eye. instead he remains facing the window of your living room, running a hand through his hair in frustration as his chest rose and fell with deep breaths.

’jihoon, say something’ you plead. 'please’.

jihoon runs a hand down his face, pinching the bridge of his nose with his arms folding across his chest. you stare at him, still waiting, hoping, that he’d talk to you. that he’d understand.

silence passes between the two of you. to others, it would have only been a few minutes but it feels like hours to you. a frown settles itself on your face and you let out a sigh, your heart dropping at the fact that jihoon couldn’t even speak to you.

'suit yourself jihoon. this’ you say gesturing between the two of you as jihoon shoots you a surprised expression 'is supposed to be a relationship. and people talk in relationships, jihoon. that’s how things work. and we’ you said, pausing for a bit as your throat choked up. you take a deep breath before continuing 'aren’t working out.’

turning on your heel to walk towards the bedroom, you make it about half-way down the hall before rapid footsteps sound behind you and a pair of arms wrap themselves around your waist to pull you back.

you let out a gasp as jihoon buries his face in your shoulder.

'jih-’ you start, but stop when his arms tighten further on your waist.

'can we stop. can we just not talk?’ he says into your shoulder. you move to unwrap his arms from your waist, wanting to just be alone for a while to sort yourself out. but jihoon is adamant about letting you go, gripping onto you tighter than you had imagined.

'please just let me hold you’ he whispers into your shoulder and you freeze.

never, never had you heard him sound so defeated. so quiet. it wasn’t like him at all. not the jihoon who would laugh so freely, not the jihoon that smiled at you thinking you didn’t notice.

this jihoon was tired, scared and desperate.

you close your eyes, breathing in while hesitantly placing hand over the ones on your waist. jihoon turns you around slowly in hus arms and cups your face lightly.

'jihoon’

'i’m sorry. i’m sorry for not being here and i’m sorry for putting you through this.’ he whispers to you, closing his eyes and leaning in to place his forehead against yours.

you bite your lip and grip the hand on your cheek. 'w-we have to talk, okay? we can’t keep going like this.’ you choke out, bringing your hand up to wipe the tears on his face. 'i miss you, jihoon’ you whisper to him.

'i know and i’m sorry i never did. my love, i would do anything for you.’

you let out a choked laugh and smile at him, caressing your thumb over his cheek.

'i know’

Wow I’ve found another favorite

in the stars, in the river (the reality of everything) . xu minghao

pairing - xu minghao x female!reader genre - angst, fluff; college!au, soulmate!au warning - explicit language, mild alcohol and drug abuse words - 8.493

summary - “Love is born into every human being,” he says, suddenly smiling. “Plato.”

Or; in which the things your soulmate cherishes most appear as tattoos on your skin and Minghao and you look for places to belong.

note - fee stop giving your fics long titles challenge failed. also this is SO impossibly cheesy I’m so sorry but at least now that it’s done i can go back to finishing those requests i’m sorry. the title is a quote from virginia woolfe’s night and day.

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