Vanilla Ice Cream | C. Hs

vanilla ice cream 🍦 | c. hs

pairing : hansol x reader

genre : pure fluff and softness all around

word count : 2.6k

summary : people have told you that other than his looks, hansol’s personality mirrored his favorite ice cream flavor ; plain and boring.

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𝒏𝒄𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒔/𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚’𝒓𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈

genre & warning(s): nct dream x gn!reader, fluff, more fluff

a/n: hi anon, thanks for requesting!! btw, this my 200th post on this blog!! yay for us! ps, i am not much of a gamer myself so if anything seems off i‘m sorry! also, i am trying to be more inclusive in my writings as far as reactions. pls lmk if i am being successful or if i need to educate myself further. if so, pls explain to me what i am at fault for :)

requested?: yes

𝘭𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬

this isn’t gonna be a rare occurence the two of you sugar pies. its the best type of cuddling in which both of you are embracing each other and your boyfriend gets his well-deserved mario kart time >:D loves it when you place a small kiss in the crook of his neck from time to time and finds it super adorable when he groans out frustration and you turn around, half asleep, with a soft ”hmm” to see what caused it. eventually gets bored of playing and stands up to turn off all the equipment with you clinging to his body, his hands underneath your thighs for support. again this happens very often so it’s almost a second nature for y’all. after the room is set for sleep, he’d climb under the covers of his bed and caress the top of your head, whispearing “i love you” before the beating of your heart lulls him to sleep <33

𝘩𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘶𝘯

bestie renjun would be so confused at first and he’ll tell you to move your ass bc he can’t see 😭 gets a little embarrassed when he realizes that you just want to be cuddled. lol he finds that he enjoys this more than he thought he would. loves it when you draw patterns into his chest and he’ll hook one of his unoccupied pinky’s with yours. mmm, bonus points if you play with the ends of his hair. WILL NOT hesitate to rain hell fire upon anyone haechan who teases the both of you for being too cute.

𝘭𝘦𝘦 𝘫𝘦𝘯𝘰

he’s leaning on the headboard of the bed, legs spread and phone in hand when you walk in the room. the space between his legs look so inviting stfu i kno what you’re thinking you nasties and you couldnt help but jump in between them :) nono would let out the tiniest of giggles and playful pince your side with one hand, “well hello to you too y/n”. you’d notion for him to continue playing, knowing he probably doesn’t have much time to relax with it being comeback season and all stream hot sauce pls i’ll buy you taco bell rests his head atop yours and places the phone on your tummy, occasionally tapping rhythms on your skin while waiting for the next round of gameplay. when he notices you falling closer and closer to sleep, he’d turn off the phone to avoid the blue light and let you cuddle into his chest <3

𝘭𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯

you could already hear the faint voices of the other members through his headphones and the loud clacking of his keyboard even while standing outside his door. with his back facing you, you walk up to him and lean into the chair, throwing your arms around his shoulders while trying to hug channie the best you could without disrupting his gaming. he’d mumble a quick “hey love” and turn his head to the side to peck the skin of your arm without averting his eyes from the screen. “i had a long day baby, i’m so worn,” you mumble wanting nothing more than your boyfrien’s warm touch. much to your surprise, he‘d motion for you to climb in his lap and who are you to say no! he’d absolutely adore the warmth and love your body radiates and when he wins four rounds consecutively, he’d rub circles into the small of your back and call you his good luck charm ignoring the playful gags and heaving coming from the other line :) bUT ofc that doesn’t last for long and he’s back to roasting their asses 😌🍷

𝘯𝘢 𝘫𝘢𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯

you can’t tell me he won’t immediately put the controller down and snuggle close to you. would wrap his arms securely around your figure and give you a few supportive shoulder squeezes to show how much he’s proud of you for putting up with today. 100% kisses the top of your head while cradling the rest of your body, giving you the much needed attention that you deserve. he’d fall asleep only after you do but before that he makes sure your head is resting comfortably against his body so you won’t wake up with a sore neck 🥺gotta love a na jaemin ✌️

𝘻𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘭𝘦

at first, he doesn't notice your presence when you open the door to his room and he’ll continue to tap away at his phone. as you walk towards lele, he'd briefly look up at your figure and hum as a way to acknowledge your existence lol. you’d cup his face with both hands and lean down to press a kiss on the boy’s forehead while letting your lips linger for a while before pulling away to rest your forehead on his, thumbs gently stroking the apples of his cheeks. i truly believe chenle treasures moments like these so he’ll throw his phone onto the bed and help you settle in his lap, both of your legs thrown over his lap and head in his chest. lele would massage your scalp while you play with the material of his top. no words would be shared, but the silence and beating of his heart would be so endearing itself 🤧💓

𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘫𝘪𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨

hey shawty, hey smexc ;) ok enough of me being whipped for you- when you first moved straddle sungie’s lap, he was so ready to push.you.off, being so emerged in the game. the hands still gripping the controller worked to push against your belly. it’s only when he heard the exhausted sigh leave your lips did he wrap an arm around your waist to pull you closer to his body, the other hand gently placing your head in the crook of his neck. “what’s wrong angel?” he’d ask to which you responded with a soft hum and the mumbled words ‘long day’. he’d let you stay there for as long as you liked making sure to tell his mates to quite down. he’ll continue play the game, cautiously tho since he doesnt want to get too excited and disturb you. although, he’d occasionally press soft kisses to your temples, his way of letting you kno that he’s still there 🥺

Puppy Love | LHC

Synopsis: When you said you wanted to be his bitch, this wasn’t what you had in mind.

Pairing: Haechan x Fem!Reader (ft. Chenle and Daegal lol)

Genre: fluff, humor | a whiskey away au?

Word Count: 2.3k

Warning/s: cursing, y/n would lowkey let Haechan spit in her mouth

“Baby, why don’t you want to go on a walk with me?” Haechan’s whining is snuffled as he rubs his face on your stomach.

He lifts your arms and shoves them into an obnoxiously green cable knit sweater. One that he had specifically bought to match something he already had. Apparently, it’s the best way to show that you were ‘his’. Your kinda boyfriend can’t help but snort at your attempt to wriggle out of his embrace.

“Let’s go,” he drags both the last syllable and your reluctant body out of bed. “You’ve been cooped up in this room for so long, you need fresh air, baby. Plus we look so cute right now, we owe it to the world to bless them with these visuals.”

When you said you wanted to be Haechan’s bitch, so much so that it was acceptable if he used that exact term every once in a while, this wasn’t what you had in mind.

Blame it on Chenle for asking the older boy for dating advice. Blame it on them for talking loudly in the kitchen. Loud enough for you to listen in on their conversations and daydream about what it would be like if you were the one holding the latter’s hand and not one of the ‘many’ ex-girlfriends he took on these ‘romantic dates’.

At least that’s what you gathered from accidentally overhearing them every time you walked over to grab some snacks. What you don’t hear is that Haechan was with the same girl all throughout high school and only went on three or four or five too many failed blind dates during freshman year of college. You would’ve already retreated back to your room with a pack of your roommate’s skittles before he warned Chene not to follow his advice.

Perks of having Chenle as your roommate were right there in the kitchen -- free candy and free eye candy. The expensive rent you pay him was definitely worth it when you found out he was on the same basketball team as Haechan.

It doesn’t matter that Chenle already owned the apartment, but still forces you to pay a little too much so he could afford the organic 100% real meat and vegetables canned food he feeds his puppy. (That walking carpet’s diet was also 100% better than yours, sometimes you were convinced you’d rather have what she was eating.) This was the same Haechan who you’ve had a sort of crush on since being in the same campus tour group summer before freshman year. And whose real name you only found out three semesters after because of an unfortunate event involving the shared bathroom connecting Chenle and your rooms and a very hungover Haechan looking for aspirin. All those hours of training were definitely working.

You could overlook Chenle’s capitalism for the Haechan that you’re convinced you are borderline in love with. (Embarrassing.)

Until he decided that you were his girlfriend.

There is no denying that he is the sweetest boy you’ve ever been with, but all you’ve been doing for the past week was cuddle, go to the park, and cuddle some more before your roommate would kick him out. What happened to having actual conversations? Sweet nothings had nothing on teasing and bantering a.k.a. the superior form of flirting. (That was flirting, right?) Did he forget how to do anything else the same time he forgot that your name wasn't “baby”?

Then there was that nickname. You must admit, it was cute at first, but was it too much to ask that he turned it down every once in a while when things got too cheesy for you to stomach? You almost felt embarrassed for him because of how much he called you that in public.

“Baby, stop running away from me.”

“Baby, stay still, let me take a picture of you with these flowers. You’re just so cute.”

“Baby, stop pouting. I'm going to come back right away after I buy some ice cream.”

Ok, it’s not exactly hearing these things that bothers you. Maybe hearing them even gave you butterflies most of the time. It was what always follows these sentences that diverged from the countless imagined scenarios you’ve already stocked on before he showed any interest in you that makes you just downright queasy.

“Baby, stop running away from me. You wouldn’t want me to hook you up on your leash again.”

“Baby, stay still, let me take a picture of you with these flowers. You’re just so cute. It’ll perfectly fit my petstagram’s aesthetic.”

“Baby, stop giving me those puppy-dog eyes. I'm going to come back right away after I buy some ice cream. Daegal, you know they don’t allow dogs inside.”

Being called someone’s bitch was already degrading enough, but assuming the identity of a literal female dog definitely takes the cake. Why was it that when you finally became your seven-semester-crush’s girlfriend it’s because you switched bodies with the Bichon you didn’t realize he adored this much?

“Chenle would you be mad if I started calling her my girlfriend?” How silly to think that they were talking about you. A real human girl.

“And did you ask my daughter that herself?” The one time your underclass roommate finally stops insisting on claiming that buying you food makes him your father, and you wanted to reclaim the title.

So every time Haechan goes home with him because your apartment had “better water pressure than the gym” he really just wanted to play with the dog? Haechan didn’t really want a girlfriend, he wanted a barking towel to shower with affection and match sweaters with.

But what about all those times he bought you your favorite overpriced doughnuts? Despite what he says about just happening to pass by the store on the way from the gym to your apartment, you knew it definitely took him at least 30 more minutes to get them. And what about all those times he came over to watch tv with Chenle because they didn’t have one in the dorms, and your roommate just happens to be on a pet store run every time? Those times he went to your room to borrow your hairdryer but you end up talking with each other for so long that his hair dries by itself?

Surely that time he took you to eat at the most expensive restaurant two unemployed college students could afford for your birthday was not just some coincidence. He didn’t even bother making up some lame excuse that time. Was it really just to distract you while your friends were preparing for a surprise party back at your apartment?

Did you read too much into his actions? Was thinking that Haechan was nudging you towards somewhere less platonic still just you daydreaming?

“You know Daegal, you’ve been really quiet lately. Usually, your barking would drive Y/N mad.” Haechan points out as he carries you, no, as he carries Daegal (his girlfriend) to a lawn chair while the rest of his friends were too busy killing each other in the pool. There is a faint squeak when he flops down on the chair he dragged across from you. Her? It? Ugh.

“Baby,” he lies on his stomach and props up his elbows as if getting ready to talk to the dog in front of him. “You haven’t said a word since we got here.”

Is he actually waiting for Daegal to reply to him? He must be losing his mind. Heck, you’re losing your mind, and quite honestly your infatuation for this weirdo.

(Oh who were you kidding, he totally looks adorable unconsciously squishing his cheeks as he said those words. You didn’t realize he had this side to him until you switched bodies with Chenle’s puppy. Humiliating... you liked it.)

“I bet if Y/N was here, you’d be scratching at the guest bedroom until she came out to play with you. Sucks that she stayed behind this time, it’s so unlike her not to want to come to Chenle’s family vacation house with everyone else.” Oh?

“Remember how mad she was when Renjun and Jeno won against us in that chicken fight. She looked so cute with her hair all over her face, I couldn’t even take it seriously when she was splashing me with water and blaming my slippery shoulders for losing.” Cute?

“I get why you’re always begging her for attention, I wish it was that easy for me too.” What’s that supposed to mean?

“The first time I tried to ask her out, I stood outside her bedroom door for three hours and still couldn’t do it. If it weren’t for her snoring, I would’ve waited there for a few more hours.” Tried to what?

"Wanna know a secret, I try to act all nonchalant every time she's around because I overheard her say that's the type of guy she likes. On the inside, I'm definitely as ecstatic as you when Chenle accidentally drops food on the floor. Not that she's some food dropped on the -- Why am I trying to explain this to a dog?"

He places your paws on his cheeks. "See? Even talking about her makes me flustered."

He liked you too. Now you're the one blushing. Do dogs even blush? Shit, you almost forgot that you were still in Daegal’s body.

“Hey loser, stop venting to that poor puppy about your pathetic love life,” Renjun shouts from the pool and the rest of the guys snicker.

“Shut up, I don’t see you bringing your girlfriends on this trip. Oh, that’s right, you’re all single.” He sticks his tongue out. Which you of course found charming because even juvenile behavior was attractive if it's Lee Haechan doing them.

“Oh please, you call Daegal your girlfriend,” the blue-haired one chimes in.

“Unlike you Markus, I’ve already gone out on a date with my girl.” He was still talking about you, right? When did he ever take you out on a -- that birthday thing was a date! You’re not delusional after all.

“I’m the least single one here. I just need to ask her to be my girlfriend” You were the only one close enough to hear Haechan say that last part under his breath. “And she needs to agree of course.”

The rest of them refused to acknowledge this accusation.

“Since she didn’t come with us, do you still need my help with cooking when we get back to campus?” Jaemin, who was nowhere to be found until then, scootches you over and sits across Haechan.

“Because she would love the idea of going to a picnic with me to the dog park where every spot could potentially have pee on it.” Yes, Haechan, yes. Suddenly you were very willing to go there again for the nth time that week. Fuck your expectations, all you really want was to finally get to be the one holding his hand and stuff.

“I know you’re extra, but you do know she’s almost as lovestruck with you as you are with her, right? She wouldn’t care.” You barely even saw Jaemin outside of these trips to the vacation house, how did he know that?

“Yeah, casanova, are you scared she’d reject you?” His friends start forming a circle around him like a bunch of middle-aged women waiting for the head auntie to spill the latest drama about their rich neighbors.

“As if,” he brushes it off. “I’m way too charming to get rejected.”

“Yeah right, I tried using your flirting tips on my econ seatmate, and let’s just say I had to sit on the other side of the classroom after that.” Haechan puts a hand over his chest and gasps too loudly. “Dude, you kinda suck.” Chenle summarizes as if his insult wasn’t clear enough.

“But still, she does always refill her water bottle way too often since you started coming over after practice.” Did everyone know about your crush?

"I get it Chenle, she's dehydrated and she's thirsty for," he smirks and gestures to the still slightly wet shirt clinging to his body. "This.”

Gross? Or grossly accurate?

“Call Y/N right now and ask her to be your girlfriend then.” Chenle pats your head. “Daegal, bark if you think he should do it.”

Oh you definitely agree to both those statements, but barking was the only thing that was keeping you from going full-on dog so there's no way you're just gonna--

"Daegal, now you choose to be noisy again?" Ah shit.

Disgusting, are you seriously throwing away your dignity (and humanity) for some guy? What has become of you?

"Fine, but I'm not asking her out on the phone, ok? I want to ask her face to face. And you have to let me use your kitchen for that thing we talked about.”

Disgustingly charmed and smitten and infatuated and whatever other emotions one goes through before finally falling in love, that’s what you are.

“You too baby, as my fake girlfriend, you have to help me ask Y/N to be my real girlfriend." Oh right.

"Come on Daegal, I need to feed you now.” Your roommate effortlessly scoops you up.” Say bye-bye to your older sister’s future boyfriend.”

Fuck. You were still a dog. You can't be Hacehan's bitch if you're an actual bitch.

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Daegal in Y/N's body's POV:

Damn, this bitch doesn’t have a life outside boys and school. One second with her friends and they’re already asking if Haechan has already asked her out. She is aware that she and loverboy have already been on multiple dates, right? If being a human is this boring and exhausting and makes you this stupid, I can’t wait for them to come back so I could get my life back.

A/N: Idek what this is, but hope you enjoyed reading it hehe. I wasn't going to post this but it's Haechan's bday so why not. Just to be clear, this is not furry behavior and I am *not* a furry =D

it’s always been you.

mingi x reader; friends to lovers au

word count: 10k

fluff, smut

kim hongjoong was not only the first boy you ever had a crush on, but your first bully. you remember your palms sweating and cheeks warming when the teacher assigned you the seat right in front of him. you were excited by the small and scrawny boy who exuded such natural confidence, a powerful energy surrounding him despite only being in second grade.

and apparently, you were able to sense that. or maybe it was something twisted preparing you for the journey of boys who would go on to mistreat you. because it only took 30 minutes for him to start pulling your hair, the strands resting on the top of his desk repeatedly knocking into his pencil and causing it to roll down the flat surface.

you had noticed the slight pinches and pulls but felt too scared to turn around, your tiny body and heart far too nervous to confront the boy even though he was pulling at your scalp.

every time you felt it, your eyes shot to your best friend mingi who was sat across the room.

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the beat of a love rhyme [jww]

— summary: up-driven music, blasting parties, glasses of champagne clanking in between drags of smoke—the seventies are wild, but she’s at the peak of her career. part of one of the most popular funk bands of this decade, their vocalist at that, with a fulfilling relationship, rows of people screaming her name…life is good.

until it isn’t.

her band decides to split and she’s left as a solo artist. the only thing she has left is jeon wonwoo, her manager, and the connection that has grown in between them in endless years of accompaniment.

as it turns out, he’s all she needs—saccharine sweet, paradoxical, elegant, kind. much different from the world she had once prided herself for being part of.

— title: the beat of a love rhyme — pairing: jeon wonwoo x reader  — genre: funk band!au ; manager!au ; friends to lovers!au ; 1970’s!au  — type: fluff ; suggestive ; drama ; angst  — word count: 13,740

She once saw the world she had constructed fall down to her feet. Watched betrayal collide against the strong walls of her universe, tumbling it down, masking it in shadows and dust. For once, while standing in the studio, sporting enigmatic and outstanding clothing and a smirk that slowly dissipates, she doesn’t feel like herself. Stardom tastes nothing like the saccharine-sweet dessert she had once thought of it to be.

Music is one of those things—everyone loves it, adores to sensationalize the artists that they listen to on the radio and that they attend concerts of, but they don’t think about how wrong it is. Managers that are manipulators, magazines that are stalkers, drug dealers that are leeches looking to destroy them and earn their money while at it. Of course, how to forget?…band members that leave the group because a lead vocalist is, well, fucking stupid.

They all start the same. The Beatles. Kiss. They are friends that get in a group together and then, they’re no longer as good of friends as they were in the beginning. One person wants to write certain kind of music, another one is too lost in between someone’s legs to even care, then…there’s what her friends are doing.

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𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 | 이민형

Every relationship comes with a story. This is ours.

𝐒𝟎𝟏 𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐃𝐄 𝟎𝟏; in which you & Mark tell your respective sides of your love story.

viewers, if you’d like to be added to the taglist for this series, please let me know! thank you so much! ㅡ soojin, the producer.

# 𝑫𝑼𝑹𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 :: ~13 minutes (2.6k words).

# 𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺 :: swearing, alcohol consumption.

『 The video opens with a shot of Y/N walking into the studio, hand-in-hand with Mark. The set is completely white, with two white chairs seated across from each other, a white table, a set of white earbuds, and a set of white noise-cancelling headphones. Y/N takes a seat in the chair to the right, while Mark sits in the chair across from her. 』

“Can you introduce yourselves?”

Mark: (points to Y/N) “You wanna go first?”

Y/N: “Sure.” (waves to the camera) “Hi, I’m Y/N. I’m 23 years old, and I’m working to become a journalist.”

Mark: (waves to the camera) “Hi, my name’s Mark. I’m also 23 years old, and I’m an aspiring author.”

“How long have you been together?”

Mark: (glances at Y/N) “Almost 2 years now, right?” 

Y/N: (nods) “It’ll be 2 years next Monday.”

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