I Wont Let You Dance (Eunhyuk)

I Won’t Let You Dance (Eunhyuk)

Type: Fluff

Request: Eunhyuk scenario where hes trying to practice choreography but his child won’t stop crying and being needy for him

“Daddy has practice” he whispered as he carried his half awake daughter to the practice room at SM. He carefully pulled his jacket off and laid her down onto it before he unzipped her diaper bag and pulled out her fluffy blanket covering her with it. He turned the music and set it as quietly as he could to hear. He started stretching, Hwayoung let out a whine as she rolled over. She rubbed her eyes before yawning as she drifted back off. He let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding as he smiled and started practicing the most recent choreography for an upcoming song. 

He glanced back over to see his daughter was sitting up she stood herself up using the mirror and stood there. Hwayoung let out a cry as she stood there watching her father dance. He stopped and sighed “Hwayoung I need to practice” he says as he scooped up the little one. She instantly calmed down as he held her. He sighed patting the 9 month old’s back keeping her calm by doing so. “I have to practice and you’re making it impossible” he mumbled as he bent down and put her back down. She whined as she took small steps towards him desperate for her father’s affections. “Hwayoung no not right now” he spoke sternly. She let out a cry as she fell onto her butt and threw herself onto the hardwood floor “Hwayoung!” he yelled worried she hurt her head with her actions. She just cried and he rushed over picking her up thinking she actually hurt herself before she sighed laying against him. He sighed patting her bottom knowing he lost the battle right there.

After a few minutes he had placed his daughter in a baby wrap as she was now cuddled close to his chest. “Why couldn’t you continue napping?” he asked quietly as he bounced letting her stay close to him.

The door opened as the other members came in “I guess you haven’t been working on the choreography?” Heechul asks as Eunhyuk made a face as he continued to bounce “I was going to try to dance but I don’t want to sweat all over Hwayoung” he told them. “So she’ll just sweat all over you” Yesung comments. As Eunhyuk’s little girl could sweat up a storm while she slept.

“Should have left her at home” Shindong hummed “my wife isn’t home for like a week. She’s on a business trip” he tells them. “I’m watching her” he says. “Just practice at home” Leeteuk tells him as Eunhyuk nodded he rushed over to his jacket and slide it on before picking up the blanket and laid it over Hwayoung grabbing the bag. “Thank you and sorry” he says to his friend as he headed off. He smiled lightly as he stood in the elevator. Hwayoung was happily out against him.

falling for you | jjk headcanon

pairing: dorky jock! jeon jungkook x shy! reader 

genre/warnings: F L U F F, headcanons, ALL BULLET POINTS, this isn’t even a real fic i just had this in my head and needed to post it, ITS ALL FLUFF, literally nothing else but cliche shit, jungkook is whipped, this is just him being a softie, kook is clumsy af in this, did i say FLUFF???

word count: 3,917 (okay so it wasn’t supposed to be this long-) 

– summary: this is literally just dorky football player jungkook’s entire process of falling for the reader. he’s a clumsy mess in this sORRY

SO…

Your best friend would have to drag you to one of the football games because god knows it isn’t something you’d go to voluntarily. 

You’d much rather prefer to be curled up in bed watching Netflix or reading by yourself. The game is too rowdy, there’s barely any space in the stands, should anymore be said? 

But anyway, it’s been decided that you need to mingle with more human beings, and so you’re forced to stand in the middle of a bunch of shouting and sweaty people with a frown on your face. 

You’re shy. No other way to put it. You get easily embarrassed, especially when meeting people for the first time, which is why going to a football game and making friends is the last thing you want to do. 

Sadly, you end up going, and end up watching star player Jeon Jungkook sprint across the field like a bullet. 

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i dream you’d love me again (2) || jk

sadness, guilt, regret. all things jeongguk felt after reading her letter.

genre: angst and fluff? childhood friends, cheating, sisters boyfriend au

pairing: jeongguk x reader

word count: 2.3k

posted: 200518

warnings: longing, infidelity, profanity (kinda), mentions of sex, probably inconsistent punctuation 

a/n: theres probably gonna be minor grammar issues because grammarly is shit and im tired. n e way i tried making this longer, it took me like four hours believe it or not. funni how i can make time for writing but not for my hw. silly me. i tried explained why he did what he did and im sorry if it was crappy. thank u to yall who read the first one. if you guys have any requests or ideas feel free to send me something in my inbox or message me. tyty:))

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sadness. sadness is what jeongguk felt at the end of ___’s letter. sad that he hurt her enough to the point that she thought of herself as anything but perfect. sad that she doubted his feelings for her. sad that despite everything he put her through, she still loved him and still wished him the best. he always knew she had a big heart. it’s one of the many reasons he was drawn to her in the beginning, but it was also one of her biggest weaknesses. her heart was too big for her own good and it scared him. ___ was always too quick to forgive and forget and most of the time it came back to bite her in the ass.

 he saw it time after time when her dad had left. he had had an affair and left his wife and two kids for a younger woman and yet she never got mad or ever blamed her father in contrary to yoona. while yoona never gave her father the time of day after the separation, ___ always made sure to set time aside for him even when he never put in enough effort to interacting with his daughters. he was a pretty crappy father, content with his new life. and though it made her sad that her family was no longer whole and her mother was practically always crying herself to sleep, it made her happy that her dad was happy. she was just about twelve then and still, she never gave into childish grudges. thirteen year old jeongguk found her slightly stupid for this trait but as they grew up, he found it quite endearing. 

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One of my secret talents is reading smut fanfics in public with a straight face.

scrolling though the levi x reader tag is so wack like am i gonna see a post about a badass scout who kills giants with ease or will i see a post about an introverted weeb-demon with social anxiety? either way i’m not complaining but it’s strange

The Intern | Part Seven

Series Summary: You move to New York to focus on your art but end up working as an intern at Stark Enterprises

Chapter Summary: you begin your training with Natasha and start to feel the effects of the serum

Pairing: Tony Stark x Reader, Natasha x Reader (friendship), Bruce Banner x reader (platonic)

Word Count: 2190

A/N: this story does not follow the same timeline as the movies. Also, spelling and grammar is not my strongest skill so please be kind :) *really sorry how long this took me to post and that its quite short*

Part Six | Masterlist 

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You’re woken up the next morning by the sun suddenly shining on your face as the curtains opened themselves and the sound of an alarm you definitely didn’t set. You pull your pillow up to the sides of your head to cover your ears.

“uh..? FRIDAY?” 

“good morning miss Y/L/N”

“whats going on? What time is it?” You ask as the alarm stops.

“it’s 5.30am. This is your wake up call.”

“its 5.30 in the morning?!” You sit up, rubbing your eyes.

“Miss Romanoff is waiting for you in the training room. There are clothes in the closet.”

When Tony said Nat liked to train early, you didn’t realise it would be this early. 

“okay thanks FRIDAY” you say, swinging your legs over the side of the bed. You rub your hands over your face then lean forward, resting your elbows on your knees and your chin in your hands. You are so tired. You don’t realise your eyes closing. Then the alarm starts again and you jump up. 

“okay! okay! I’m awake!”

The alarm stops. 

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