Shamelessly Reposting Bc I Think I Actually Wrote Decently Well In This Fic!!! (-)

shamelessly reposting bc i think i actually wrote decently well in this fic!!! (･ｪ-)

city of ours | j.changmin

synopsis: you can never get over the fluttery feelings you get for your boyfriend, ji changmin.

pairing: tbz’s q x reader

genre: fluff

wc: 0.9k

warning: oops cliche

network(s): @kflixnet

leona was listening to: w.h.u.t by aisha retno

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settling down on the small couch overlooking the city scape, you occasionally took small sips of your warm drink. the wind caressing your cheeks only made you snuggle even further into the blanket huddled over you. the december weather was beginning to drop in temperature, preparing you for winter. the cars speeding by on the streets below ensured a comfortable atmosphere but just for extra relaxation, you had put on your favourite song on the portable speaker beside you.

you had no idea why you decided to sit on the balcony but you felt like it was needed. your colleagues at work hadn’t been that much of a supporting group of people, instead, adding on to the stress that had been building up on your shoulders which resulted in a huge migraine by the end of the week.

from your apartment, you could see the multiple christmas trees scattered around the area from the bright twinkling lights strewn around them. the sights calms you down a little since it gave you a reminder of the break that both you and changmin would be getting. this short break meant everything for you because it finally gave you guys time to spend with one another.

indulging yourself in the scenic view, you suddenly took note of the slight movement you saw from the reflection of the glass railings on the balcony. as soon as you could make out the person approaching you from behind, you broke into a smile, the butterflies in your stomach awakening. you swore you felt the hairs on your arms stand when you saw him returning a cute, lazy smile. even his outfit was screaming boyfriend material.

when he reached your little snuggly space, he wrapped his arms around your neck from behind, peppering your cheek with kisses. you couldn’t help but to nuzzle into him, the warmth of his embrace washing away all your worries in the world. the dumb smile plastered on your face said everything, you were head over heels for him.

pushing up the specs that had rested themselves on his nose, he gladly accepted the seat you offered beside you. “i miss you,” he said, stroking your hand for comfort. you turned to him, mustering up a sad smile, “i know, my changmin, but look at the brighter side, it’s christmas soon, hm?” he only hummed in response and so, you pulled him close, resting your head on his and caressed his back, giving solace.

“oh wow, look at that star,” you were in awe as you started pointing up at it, alerting changmin. he straightened his back up and slided an arm around your shoulder, holding you tightly in his arms as the two of you started to realise that the night sky was packed with a few constellations and many stars, a rare sight to see due to the pollution in the city.

you guys just took a moment to stare at the starry night sky, a peaceful silence engulfing the situation. the roads had begun to quieten down and the hustle bustle of the city died down, leaving the night in stillness. “hey, do you know the name of that constellation?” you asked, gesturing to the one shaped somewhat like the letter ‘k’.

unbeknownst to you, changmin had zero intentions of watching the night sky, his attention instead turned to you. he couldn’t help but to lovingly gaze at you whilst you were so intrigued by the sight. so when you suddenly asked him something, he was caught off-guard. “uh, that one is called.. the.. ‘erethizon’,” he stumbled over his own words, hoping you believed him even just a little.

you immediately started to laugh to yourself, doubling over when you heard his words. “are you serious? erethizon?” you forced out, taking deep breaths in between your unstoppable laughter. “ah, why!” he whined at your reaction. “babe, erethizon is literally a species of porcupine,” you grinned, cupping your hand over your mouth. “s-shut up! i didn’t know what it was, i wanted to sound smart,” he grumbled, sulking to himself, “how do you even know that!” “okay, okay, sorry,” you apologised, swinging your arms around his middle, still laughing into his chest.

you managed to calm both you and changmin down since he too started laughing at the absurdity of the situation. looking up at him from your position, he was already glancing at you like you were his world. “what?” you questioned. “nothing, my y/n,” he said, kissing the tip of your nose. “i wish we could spend more time with each other like this.”

changmin was right, you guys barely had time to see each other with such busy schedules so even the smallest actions and littlest time you spent together mattered.

in the end, you are his world. and he is yours. no one could compare.

“in this city of ours, i just wanna hold you tight.”

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sorry for not updating the series masterlist yet again, i had to get something out for our lovely kyu!! been bias-wrecking me too much recently :( anyways! this imagine was inspired by the song i listened to while writing this, w.h.u.t by aisha retno!

love, leona!

HELLO THIS WAS SO GOOD?

written in ink | n.jm

genre ➳  historical au (early 19th century), fluff, angst, strangers to loverspairings ➳ professor!jaemin x fem!reader (ningning and karina are mentioned)word count ➳ 15.3k warnings ➳ mentions of alcohol, mental illnesses and disorders info ➳  second installment of batc! surprisingly, this was the one i started writing first, but it took a while to figure out how i wanted to end it. click here to read the other works :)

The oak doors of the Provost’s office are no less intimidating than they were five years ago, towering over any students who find themselves bold enough to meet him.

Even now, Jaemin finds himself swallowing nervously before knocking, even if he is the university equivalent of a teacher’s pet. This meeting would determine everything for his future classes and his research funding. Psychology already had little backing compared to the other departments - Jaemin refused to let it languish away under him.

“Ah. Professor Na. Sit down, please.” The leather armchair is comfortable, and costs much more than the one he has in his office - the benefits of being the Provost reach far and wide, Jaemin supposes, even to the furniture.

“I called you today for something important. As you know, our university has a limited number of scholarships available for the faculty each year.”

Jaemin feels eagerness rise up at the thought of being one of the few professors selected to receive the scholarship in mention, which would provide money - plenty of it. He’s young, though, and the odds are not in his favour when measured up against the eminent figures who have been here for decades.

Still, Jaemin hopes that graduating with first-class honours and being the youngest professor in the history of the university counts for something.

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ham sandwiches

wc: 0.9k | p: steve harrington x gn!reader | g: fluff, bff2more | w: single steve sadge

It's a pleasant surprise to see Steve Harrington striding into the hardware store with a small, cautious smile, looking almost bashful when his eyes can't seem to meet yours.

"Greetings," You say, leaning forward behind the cashier counter and resting your jaw on your open palm. "Looking for anything?"

"Just a companion," Answers Steve, shrugging as he nonchalantly slides over the flat surface that you'd just wiped— you couldn't care less, anyway— and faces you. He holds up two squares covered in a thin layer of plastic foil, "I brought two sandwiches... by total accident, of course. Thought I'd come 'n give one to you and maybe while I'm here spend some time with you while I'm on my break, hm?"

"Robin wouldn't want it?" You cock a brow up at him, but take the sandwich he'd offered nonetheless. "Nah," The boy brushes off. "Apparently she doesn't like ham."

That's a lie. A big fat lie. Robin loves ham sandwiches, as a matter of fact, but Steve had brought two sandwiches deliberately to spend time with you. It's a win for the both of you, though, because he knows very well you barely have any time to buy a snack for yourself given that you're the only employee working next door to the Family Video Store.

"Oh, thanks then." You beam as you unwrap the foil. Sliding down against the side of the counter, you pat on the floor next to you, emitting a content hum when you take the first bite into the meal and press your knee against his when he settles next to you.

“How’s business lately?” Your question is slightly muffled, courtesy of your mouthful of food, but Steve finds it a little funny and cute when you swipe a few crumbs off the corner of your mouth. “Eh, you know, it’s a normal deserted Monday. Quite the hoard of patrons last Saturday, though,”

You suppress a smile, “The hoard being another chick looking to rent out a movie to watch with a date?”

Your best friend groans, squishing the bread of his sandwich between his clenching fingers as he obnoxiously leans all his body weight against you, “Please, spare me the teasing. Robin is bad enough as it is. I don’t think I can handle yours.”

Truth be told, Steve couldn’t care less about said chicks and their dates. Ever since his epiphany and the lecture both Robin and Dustin had given him after he’d moped on about that date you’d gone out to, it was surprisingly easy to brush off everything else for the sake of doing anything related to you.

“Okay, okay. It’s not like I’d want you dating any other person you come across anyway.” You admit, pulling on a piece of lettuce that won’t seem to break off despite your efforts in bitting. It’s especially covered in the ‘secret sauce’ Steve had made, but you frankly wouldn’t care if any got onto your uniform.

“I don’t ask anyone out, L/N, I guess I’m just-” Steve stammers a little over his words, straining the air out of his throat in hopes that you wouldn’t hear although you sit next to him, leg swung over his as you watch him find the right words. “I guess I’ve just been lonely lately.”

Your lips are pursed a little as you adjust and sit up in your position. “I mean, if you put it that way…”

Steve watches (unintentionally hard) when you’re a little in thought, tapping your half-eaten sandwich against your chin. There are still crumbs on your cheek that you’d failed to scrub off, and he resists the urge to do it for you because god what he’d give to just hold you.

“Being lonely isn’t all that bad,” Your eyes cast up to the ceiling lights of the hardware store that flickers a little. “when you’ve got someone to be lonely with.”

Steve cracks out into a grin— a toothy, content one that only you can give him— and slowly brings up the ends of his fingers to swipe at the crumbed skin of your cheek. Seemingly startled (but not opposing), you turn to look at him, laying your sandwich on top of his that rests on your lap.

“How about this,” Steve’s breath tickles your skin and ignites shivers– good ones, like when you watch and enjoy an intense scene that’s reaching the climax of your favorite movie. “You and me, we’ll be lonely together around my place? Watch a movie? I swear I’ll pick out a good one,”

You chuckle, closing your eyes in pure disbelief that Steve Harrington could be potentially, possibly, probably, perhaps, feasibly be asking you out.

“I’m free tomorrow night,” You say in a nonchalant manner, though your chest beats in a racing pulse as you bring a slightly shaky hand up to take another bite out of that god-sent sandwich from a god-sent boy who’d just asked you out on a god-sent date.

Steve, inexplicably happy, stands up and leans down to take his sandwich from your lap, “I’ll pick you up at 8.” He plants his lips on your forehead, you can feel his smile against it, and releases with the most obnoxious and loud smooch noise you’d ever heard, which earns another chuckle from you.

“Don’t be late,” He says, climbing over the cashier counter.

“I won’t,”

“I’ll see you!”

“Thank you for the ham sandwich, Steve.”

© hirokari, 2022

hi leonaa <33 ITS BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE WE INTERACTED NOOO :(( i hope you've been doing well recently !! do remember to drink water and take care of yourself well <3 !!

OMG ES!!!! can i just say first things first, your blog?!?! so adorable aaaaa ⊂((・▽・))⊃ AND yes, so sorry for not reaching out, been very busy with extracurriculars and council work (＃`д´) i miss you lots,, thank you for checking up on me! i hope you’re feeling good too <3 you too have sufficient rest and take breaks whenever you need, loveu lots mwah! 😘

these two are so oblivious it makes it even cuter when they interact 😭😭

ᥫ᭡ the look of love: a popular trope in movies and shows where one character longingly and lovingly stares at another, hoping they’d notice. but in this case, two idiots are staring with love dripping from their eyes when the other isn’t looking. or in which everyone can see it clearly, but you and sangyeon.

pairing: sangyeon x gn reader, appearances by tbz younghoon and chanhee word count: 6k genre: fluff, idiots/friends to lovers, mutual pining, slight humor, college au warnings: swearing, one college party that involves drinking (not the mc’s tho), movie references, it’s just all fluff. srsly my sangyeoness jumped out and so should yours I’m DEMANDING respect be put on this mans name

feedback appreciated <3

“stop staring,” younghoon whispers. sangyeon’s eyes tear away from you, only to roll them at his friend. 

“am not” he huffs. “I’m just… looking around the library, you know?” 

of course he was looking at you. how could he not when you were smiling so bright like the sun while talking to a friend? your hair fell perfectly in all the right places that allowed him to see the face that has been filling his dreams, both day and night. saying he liked you would be a major understatement. sangyeon is absolutely whipped for you. 

“yeah, sure” younghoon snorts, dropping the pen he was holding onto the table. “nothing like looking around the old, dusty library right? seriously sang, just tell them how you feel! I’m in pain watching you watch them from afar.” clutching his heart dramatically, younghoon pretends to double over in agony which causes sangyeon to crumple up a piece of paper and throw it at him. 

“shut up, hoon” sangyeon retorts. “I can’t just tell them, you know that. and I’m absolutely fine with just admiring them from afar.” sighing, the boy drops his chin in his hands as he holds a soft look in his eyes. from the moment he met you, he knew he was done for. you and sangyeon started out as partners for a two month-long physics project where your days and nights were filled with spending time together. laughter and jokes constantly filled the air to ease the stress of the work you had to do, along with moments of comfort when things just got a little too frustrating. 

thee moment, though, was when you made cups of tea to soothe your souls because coffee was making you both delirious. you had approached him with hot mugs in each of your hands and a cheesy smile on your face. the minute “tea for my cutea” came out of your mouth, it was over for him. 

younghoon watched his friend who had sickeningly sweet honey dripping from his eyes as he stared at you ahead and shook his head slightly. “keep staring like that long enough, sang,” he says. “and they’ll eventually turn their head.”

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sticky situations | prologue.

PAIRING: spiderman! mark lee x sidekick! afab reader

GENRE: superhero! au, f2ls, romance, action, SLOW BURN, angst, fluff, humor

WORD COUNT: 8.2k

NOTES: profanity, depictions of violence, weapons, blood/injuries, all around obliviousness, not proofread im sorry i write at like the peak of dawn

SUMMARY: you never thought you’d be partners in crime with the red and blue spandex wearing hero who is not only your friend mark, but also the guy you secretly have a crush on. 

author’s note: hihi! for the first time i decided to write a prologue for one of my upcoming wips (mainly bc it would be too long if i included all the backstory into the original fic lmao) anyways this serves as a sort of teaser so hopefully its alright :) - jae

all throughout highschool, you didn’t really classify your life to be ‘exciting’. you lived in one of the biggest and busiest cities in the country and yet no long lasting love interests, cutthroat drama between your friends, not even a social life to begin with. you supposed it was your choice, after all. you were the one who chose a simple and mundane life and now you had to stick with it. 

the pace didn’t really pick up until you turned eighteen and obtained an internship at the newly reformed octavius industries. it was your choice to go into the stem-based field and you did not regret it one bit. the environment was always friendly and you felt normal- as normal as a human doing whatever they wanted to do could be. and surprisingly, it wasn’t hard to form a friend group among the other interns who had similar aspirations (and social anxiety) as you. 

lee donghyuck was the first person you met at the labs. entering the company as interns together on the first day, you classified him as the annoyingly bright guy that needed to fucking chill sometimes- and he agreed when you told him that. next was chenle and jisung. they were the two peas in a pod and to be honest, they needed to chill more than donghyuck. nevertheless, they were a breath of fresh air in your stress-filled life. 

last but certainly not least, was mark lee. you won’t lie, at first you struggled to connect with him. he was already close friends with donghyuck, chenle, and jisung from high school, so you were actually the newcomer. it wasn’t anything like he gave off ‘weird vibes’ to you, mark was just a lot quieter than the other guys and you didn’t know as much about him. when you asked jisung, that boy just shrugged and said he started acting like that about a year ago but the subject was touchy so they dropped it. apparently, it’s been fine ever since. 

to you, mark was just the mysterious guy with a secret. oh for sure, that man was hiding things from the rest of you and you especially were determined to figure out whatever it was. all those cuts and scraps decorating his knuckles and face that came from his “hobby” when you questioned him, yeah no- you didn’t believe any of that bullshit. 

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