Not Me Messing Up Duckies Request Aaaanyway ! Here Are My Top Five From My Works!! @sungbeam :)

not me messing up duckie’s request 😦 aaaanyway ! here are my top five from my works!! @sungbeam :’)

— everything ‘bout bf!jisung ; i remember sitting and listening to taylor swift when this idea came into my head LOLZ

— regular ; i think i hated this when i first posted it,,, but the concept is too good </3

— life of those in love ; absolute simp energy radiating from this tbh . but since i love the dreamies so much it’s ok ! ;P

— pudding ; oh oh oh !!! i got this idea from a literal pudding that i ate for dessert. i couldn’t wait to write this & wrote it in the car on the way home from the restaurant :’)

— sweater ; :’’) park jisung i am weak for u so much !!

[ special mention !! to this rj timestamp, i was laughing my ass off after posting it LOL]

𝟳𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺 𝗮𝘀 𝗼𝗱𝗱𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝗮𝘂𝘀

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1k words, assorted headcanons!

a/n: if i do not have the strength to write full fics, i will cheat 😌✨ to get my ideas our somehow 🤡

𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗟𝗘𝗘: shy boy by day! slam poet by night! and secret muse!reader

The kid who sits in the middle rows of the literature lecture halls with cute, circle lenses and messy hair who always seems to sound smart when he interprets a text

He actually became a slam poet because of you when you read your poetry to the lecture hall one day for Spoken Word Friday; he totally didn't start doing it in hopes of improving and then impressing you or anything (definitely not)

But one day, your friend takes you to this speakeasy to listen to this "amazing poet", and you discover your quiet classmate Mark delivering these brilliant oral masterpieces

And Mark finds out you're in the audience and pretty much writes every piece for you from then on, eyes constantly searching for you in the dark audience

𝗛𝗨𝗔𝗡𝗚 𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗝𝗨𝗡: knight in shining armor! but make it modern! cinderella!reader

You're working as a bartender for easy cash at a music festival while your two rude and terrible step siblings rub it in your face how they get to party while you work (your stepmother would only sponsor their tickets while you were left to rot again)

You settle in for a boring night in the most deserted part of the festival venue when you meet him

Renjun's the mysterious festival goer with his two toned hair braided with beads, and he thinks you're the prettiest thing he's ever seen; you can imagine the smooth pick-up lines coming out of this man while he leans against the counter of your bar section

After asking for a drink, he decides to dare you to ditch your position and go enjoy the festival with him; surprise, surprise, you take him up on his offer

𝗟𝗘𝗘 𝗝𝗘𝗡𝗢: bad boy! secret admirer! secret book nerd!

The typical stone-faced bad boy who stalks through the school hallways with a sick blue undercut and his pretty, pink lips always split like his knuckles

Every week, there's a book sitting on your desk, wrapped messily in scraps of newspaper and a message scrawled on its surface

Sometimes it says things that encourage you, or tell you why he chose this book for you, or just a simple "for you :)" with a heart next to it

Little did you know that your adorable secret admirer was the boy you thought wouldn't ever give you a second glance, but in reality was full on whipped for you (yeah, Jeno discreetly watches you open your gifts from the opposite side of the classroom every time, and thrives in the fluttery feeling in his chest whenever he sees you get excited)

𝗟𝗘𝗘 𝗗𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗛𝗬𝗨𝗖𝗞: playboy who got played! (but can't get over you! the ex who outplayed him!)

Haechan's known around campus as a playboy and he's pretty much broken almost every girl's heart, including too many of your friends

You decide to take matters into your own hands and start dating Haechan with every intent to break his heart (the only problem is that you both fall in love w each other)

Instead of putting your mission off, you finish it and dump him, effectively getting your revenge, but at what cost? (You're mad at yourself, and Haechan can't decide if he blames himself or you bc he still loves you, but wants to be strong)

Now it's tense between the two of you, and after your friends figure out what really happened, they conspire to get you back together again

𝗡𝗔 𝗝𝗔𝗘𝗠𝗜𝗡: magical genie! archaeologist!reader forbidden romance!

So Jaemin's this centuries old genie who (is trapped) lives in a golden lamp waiting to serve his next master, whoever stumbled across his humble abode next

Turns out, you do find it, and he thinks he can predict exactly what you want, except he clearly doesn't understand you at all and you just surprise him every time you make a wish (you wish for things like a scholarship for your little sister, and for your mom's medical bills to magically be paid for)

But over time, as Jaemin practically becomes your companion, he grows a terrible, forbidden fondness for you and secretly wishes he could grant his own wishes to be with you

"Darling, don't say 'I wish' because I don't want you wasting wishes on things I would gladly five you for free"

𝗭𝗛𝗢𝗡𝗚 𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗡𝗟𝗘: you took his airpod and he thinks you did it on purpose! now you are enemies! much ado about nothing!au

Clearly, stealing one's airpod is not an intentional crime, especially when it's only one of the two and … well, it's been in his ear, for God's sakes

So imagine your surprise when you find out your phone is connecting to "Lele's Airpods" instead of your own; you definitely disinfected the airpod and cleaned your ear, but you have no clue who tf "Lele" is

But you do know a Zhong Chenle who practically storms down the school hallway accusing you of a crime you only accidentally committed, and after both angrily returning each other's earbuds, you become petty mortal enemies

But in reality, you're both terribly attracted to one another and it takes some meddling from your friends to finally make you open your eyes (wbk)

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗝𝗜𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗚: cupid park!jisung demigod!au sunshine x grump trope! child of hephaestus!reader 

Jisung's a pretty popular guy, not just because of his magnetic cuteness, but because of his affinity for making matches successfully as a son of Aphrodite (he's also super hot, but wbk)

You're a child of Hephaestus and you don't really see the hype of him really, but you respect Jisung as a person and as a fellow demigod so you don't exactly trash his matchmaking service

But then he'd challenged to find you a match, and suddenly, he's practically glued to your side all day and every day as he gets to know you in order to find you your perfect match

And he eventually realizes that maybe he's not putting so much effort into this for nothing, because why is his heart stuttering whenever he's near you and why is he always stalling on setting you up on dates now?

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𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮

▷ jjh x reader

▷ 0.5k words, inspired by the platters' only you

a/n: yeah so,,, had to indulge my jaehyun heart a little and i was just feeling this song 🤧😔 (couldn't wait until the jaehyun taylor swift au lmfaoo)

Oooonly yooouuu~ The sweet, deep voice crooned after the guitar, a stark contrast to the weeping that had once filled the apartment.

You whirled around, a stupid grin slapped on your face as you laughed through the tears cascading down the slopes of your cheeks. "You're so—you're so stupid."

Jeong Jaehyun smiled, his dimple deeply indented into his soft cheek. "Stupidly good," he corrected you as he made his way from the vinyl record player and to the couch. You had made yourself into a little cocoon of blankets and snotted tissue paper within the thirty minutes you had arrived home, stood up from your Valentine's date, having called Jaehyun on the way. 

To be completely honest, Jae was pissed that some idiot guy had stood you up, today of all days. He had happily excused himself from his own half-hearted date (a date he only accepted because you were going out) to come home to comfort you. He found you, wallowing in your own despair, all alone. And so he came in and quietly put the record on. 

Jaehyun wrapped his arms around you, blankets and used tissues and all, in greeting. "Hi, darling. How're you doing?"

You sniffled and wondered how he could stand the disgusting amount of snot that you were blowing into your tissue. "Okay," you replied quietly, voice hoarse from the sad amount of bawling you just did while he wasn't here. You thought it was stupid, how much you cried over the bozo who stood you up. "I look… like shit," you laughed, grimacing at the trash littered around you. 

"Your date was shit," he muttered back, suppressing the pure annoyance in his tone. "Why are you moping over him anyway?"

You looked at him, a silent question asking what else you were supposed to do. You had gotten all dolled up, only to get stood up. All of that makeup was gone, that pretty, red dress tossed into the back of your closet. 

(Jaehyun thought you looked good in everything, but the sweats you had on now were making his heart do a few cartwheels, actually.)

Jaehyun made a noise of indignation. "Tsk, no more of this." He suddenly stood, digging into your blankets to grab your hands and haul you up from the couch. 

"Jae—" 

"No," he refused, shaking his head. "I'm not letting you do this to yourself, Yn." He held both of your hands and smiled. (You could have died on the spot from the smile he gave you.) "Dance with me."

With only a little balking, you let him guide you in a gentle sway with your arms hung around his neck and his arms looped around your waist. He tucked his chin into the crook of your neck, his warm breath tickling your skin. 

Then he began to sing. 

"You are my… destiny," he hummed softly, making butterflies soar in your stomach. "When you hold my hand, I understand—"

Every high note reached to tonal perfection, in the specific kind of soft perfection that Jaehyun was.

"—the magic that… you do." 

Jaehyun pulled back for the next line, eyes gazing into yours so deeply you might drown. Sincerity was so stark in his dark irises; every word he sang came from the depths of his heart. "You're my dream come true. My one… and only you."

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[2:28 pm]

“did someone say something to you?”

jisung was fuming. he knew you like you were the back of his hand—seeing you at the level upset as you were only infuriated him even more.

“no, no. i’ll be fine, ‘sung.” you try your best to smile at him even through the tears blurring your vision.

your boyfriend sighs, tugging you towards him as a soft sob escapes your lips.

“shh. i’m here, baby. cry it all out.”

[1:09 am]

“are you sure you’re not cold?”

renjun’s concerned voice cuts through the silence of the night—a small cloud bursting past his lips.

your smile seems to calm his nerves, the tight squeeze you give his hand eases the wrinkle between his brows, “i’m fine, ren.”

he nods, pulling your hand into his jacket pocket nonetheless. you had refused his jacket knowing how sensitive your boyfriend was, but that only worried him a little more.

“the moon is beautiful tonight, isn’t it?” his whisper brushes against your ear—it was almost inaudible, but you heard him.

“babe… that’s a street lamp.”

𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗻 𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗰𝘆!

nonidol!yangyang x reader

1k words, absolute crack, some fluff/angst if u squint

a/n: yangyang wrecker era 😃 was waiting in my airport terminal when i wrote this lmao / MANIFESTING THE REAWAKENING OF WAYV TUMBLR 🙏🏼 wayzennies COME BACK ITS SO DRY

Your gaze turned to the massive floor to ceiling window beside you where airplanes were landing and taking off in the distance. Soon enough—in about two minutes—your class would be called to board the plane, and it would be you in the great blue sky, heading toward a new future. Was it a future you really wanted? In a way, yes, but it also meant leaving everything and everyone you knew behind. 

Including the man you grew to—

"YN! WAIT YN!" People were leaping out of the way, parting like the Red Sea, as a man thundered through the crowd.

You froze in your spot, hand gripping the handle of your suitcase and legs having just straightened to stand and prepare to board. Widened eyes landed on Liu Yangyang as he scanned the waiting area wildly, before he found you. 

"Oh my god, Yn! Thank god—" he wheezed, coming to a stop in front of you. He braced his hands on his knees as he huffed for air, then raised a finger to silence your opened mouth. "Jesus Christ, why is your boarding gate so far from the entrance?"

All of the fairytale-ness drained away. This was still Yangyang, you reminded yourself, not some romcom Prince Charming. Then, realization hit you like a bus. "Oh my god, did you run here? Yangyang, you know there's a shuttle, right?"

"Well, now I know!" He screeched in utter agony. He swiped a bead of sweat from the side of his head as he straightened. "Now you really have to listen to me, or else all of that running would be for nothing. All of my efforts—for nothing!"

You suppressed the urge to roll your eyes. "I need to get on that plane—"

"No!" He cut you off, eyes wild and wide in desperation. "No, you don't!" 

Yangyang stepped toward you and grabbed your hands in his. He looked straight into your eyes as earnestly as he could muster. "Yn, you don't have to get on that plane. I know I'm being selfish, but I can't—"

"Class C as in Charlie, you may now begin lining up to board."

Your eyes whipped over to the front desk where the announcement had come from and where the next class—your class—was beginning to line up and board. 

"Hey, eyes on me." Yangyang cupped your face in his hands. "I can't… I can't let you go, Yn. I know that we kind of hated each other at the beginning of this year and I thought you were a real pain in the—"

"Yangyang," you cut in, actually rolling your eyes. Did he think this was a joke? You grabbed your suitcase and tried to step around him. "I really have to go."

"All other guests for our flight to Geneva, please make your way to the gate for last call."

"Wait, Yn!" Panic rose in Yangyang's chest as he watched you make your way over to the doors. In a moment of pure impulse, he launched himself at the emergency exit and pushed the door open, then slammed it closed. 

The entire boarding gate erupted in ear-piercing sirens. 

You whirled back at him, a look of fear and surprise in your eyes. Good. He had your attention. 

Yangyang raced over to you again, the words he really wanted to say sitting on his tongue. "Yn, I love you."

That got your attention. Probably more than the sirens whirring in the airport and all of the eyes pinned to him for activating it. Someone over the intercom had announced a pause of all flights until security confirmed it was a false alarm. 

He continued. "I know what you're gonna say, but it's not too early to say that. Not when you make me so fucking happy that I don't know what to even do with my life without you. You're my driving force, the one who got me off my ass to actually do something with my life. I can't lose you."

Your heart thundered in your chest, louder than the chaos surrounding you. There was so much going on in his expression that you couldn't doubt his sincerity. It was probably the most heartfelt you had ever seen him. 

But… you gulped. "I'm sorry, Yangyang," you murmured, already hating the way his heart broke in his eyes, "but I have to chase this. I love y—"

"What's the emergency? Who pushed the door?"

Yangyang whipped his head toward the airport security making their way over to them. He practically growled, "Shhh! She was just about to confess her mutual love for me!" He returned his attention to you, expression hopeful, "Continue."

You couldn't help but smile, laughing under your breath. "I love you, too, Yangyang—"

Security approached. "This isn't an emergency."

"What are you talking about? This is an emergency! I'm trying to stop the love of my life from flying to Switzerland without me!" 

You squeezed his hands, drawing his attention back. You licked your lips. "I have to go."

That crack in his mask was almost enough to stop you from walking past him. Almost. Yangyang scrambled for an excuse, some way to get you to stay, as you slipped from his fingers right before his eyes. 

"Marry me!"

You froze mid-step. 

Yangyang felt his resolve steel over. He huffed, "Yeah, marry me then."

You turned around, slowly, not certain your ears were hearing things correctly. "Yangyang…"

He stepped over to you again, coming before you on one knee, your hands in his. His eyes shimmered with silver. "Yn Ln, marry me. Stay here with me—please. I don't have a ring, but I can get one on the way home."

The emergency alarm turned off suddenly, and the entire gate was descended into a thick silence. Everyone in the neighboring boarding gates, the security, and the desk workers all watched and waited for your response with bated breath. 

You wiped a tear sneaking out from the corner of your eye. "I hate you," you laughed. 

He grinned. "Is that a yes?"

"Yes, dumbass," you nodded. "Yes, I'll marry you."

The terminal erupted in applause and cheers as you said this. Butterflies flew in your stomach from the sheer amount of love you had for this man, no matter how stupid this whole situation turned out to be. 

Yangyang stood up, pressing a kiss to your lips and linking your fingers together. No one could will the massive, ear-to-ear gummy grin on his face. He could walk on air, water, sunshine! "Ready to go home?"

You pursed your lips. "About that… I'm still getting on that plane."

The pure look of betrayal on his face—"WHAT!?"

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