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[jisungscosmos]

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⋘ anomaly found, retrieving data... ⋙

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Alias: Pluto

Pronouns: They/Them

Age: 21

Zodiac: Leo

Ults: NCT(Dream) - Jisung, Chenle

Xdinary Heroes - Junhan

Hobbies: Crochet, gaming, arts+craft

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Pluto: My Asks and Requests are currently: open! Go crazy :p

Pluto: Hey! It looks like you've found my data logs :> I hope you enjoy them

✧ - Fluff | ✶ - Smut | ☾ - Angst

☆ NCT Dream Logs

- OT6

• Cuddling (✧)

- Park Jisung

• Missed Calls (✶)

• Love You Forever (✶)

• Space Oddity (☾)

• Get better soon (✧)

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[jisungscosmos]

Proudly blocking every tarot reader that reads for idols i cant lie it pmo so bad. Tarot read for people that ask you themselves, sure. Why the fuck are we tarot reading for people who you dont know, who haven't consented, and who's whole thing is privacy. Whether you believe tarot or not, reading for celebrities is fucking WEIRD

[jisungscosmos]

MINOR name change. I was jisungscosmo previously. I am now jisungscosmoS. The s matters. Cosmo is a prefix not a noun. Unless its the green jit. Cosmos is referring to the entire system of the universe. The word i was looking for is cosmos. I am a fake space autist.

Also we will be back to our regular posting soon I PROMISE ive not got writers block i just donttttt wantttttt toooooo :p

[jisungscosmos]

Everyone check up on your bts Wembley day 2 2019 friends that also went to bts Tottenham day 2 2026 what do you MEAN they played young forever. I was SOBBING.

[jisungscosmos]

No one at bts London night 1 knows they're in the presence of esteemed tumblr fic author jisungscosmo. They'll be at night 2 too.

[jisungscosmos]

2.6k words into this fic and a whole lotta NOTHING has happened i hope you like awkward conversations. But /srs I am stuck idk what to do with the plot from here. They should make someone that can write the fic for me.

[jisungscosmos]

My frigging google docs wont let me edit?? Tried to edit on the plane yesterday but I had no service so it put me in viewing mode and it won't revert back TT

[jisungscosmos]

Fixed it 😛😛 had to delete and reinstall it

[jisungscosmos]

My frigging google docs wont let me edit?? Tried to edit on the plane yesterday but I had no service so it put me in viewing mode and it won't revert back TT

[jisungscosmos]

My loves do you want me to remove the Mark section from the one ot7 fic I have? I obviously wrote it before everything happened but if it makes you all comfier with me as a blog then im happy to archive it until we've got a clearer and better statement from Mark that black czens are content with.

[jisungscosmos]

Get better soon • PJS

Content tags ☆ boyfriend!jisung, reader has the common cold, jisung is a clingy cutie pie

☆ 380~ words

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Your flat was quiet, the tv murmuring quietly from the show Jisung was watching. You wished you could join him, but you were curled up in bed, blankets pulled over your head, trying to ward off a cold that you were certain would be the end of you. You'd ran out of water in your bottle 15 minutes ago and couldn't bring yourself to call out for Jisung, resorting to letting out a groanish whine every so often until you caught his attention.

You heard the tv pause after a while, Jisung getting up and padding towards your shared bedroom “You ok baby? You need anything?” He asked, sitting on the edge of the bed. “Water” you whispered out, to which jisung nodded and reached across you to the bedside table, grabbing your bottle and planting a kiss on your forehead as he retreated. You heard your bottle filling in the kitchen, as well as a few cupboards opening and closing. Jisung returned shortly after, holding your bottle and a few tablets in one hand and a small packet of your favourite sweet treat in the other. “You haven't eaten much today so I thought these would be better than nothing…” Jisung said quietly, passing you the tablets and holding your water bottle as you washed them down. “Thank you” you whispered as Jisung opened the packet for you, placing it on your bedside table with your water.

“You gotta get better soon baby…. I miss you” he mumbled, looking down at you as he stroked your hair. “You won't even let me cuddle you…”

“I don't wanna get you ill, jisung,” you reasoned, laying down a little more. “I think I'll have a nap now…” you whispered, already falling asleep.

“Ok baby… let me know if you need anything” he mumbled, stroking your hair before leaving the room. Jisung lingered outside until he heard your breathing even out, creeping back in and climbing onto the bed, laying down behind you. Jisung didn't care if he got ill. You could be ill together. He wrapped his arms around your middle and pulled you against his chest, kissing your cheek. The corner of your mouth twitched upwards, leaning back against him. You weren't entirely asleep, and you'd never normally let him hold you like this while ill — you didn't want him to catch anything, but you couldn't find the energy to protest.

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Pluto: This kinda sucks a little im sorry 😞 its been sitting in my docs since before I posted space oddity I just had no idea how to end it and it was annoying me. Little jisung fluff moment ig 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

Tag list: @raebaebears

[withlovemark]

he’s marinating hihihihi

[jisungscosmos]

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ‼️‼️‼️‼️ Scratching at the walls of my enclosure, doing laps, flicking the bedding all over the floor, writhing in my restraints I cant WAIT

[jisungscosmos]

Working on a sci-fi jisung fic and im buzzing about it, I'm cooking with straight gas. No I haven't actually written anything yet but I did in fact spend my free time between customers making a. Identification card? I guess? Which hehehehe. See below.

Subject to change, minor improvements and such. Making manip edits in 2018 coming in CLUTCH his eyes look so fire. Peep the id code on his arm too hehe. If it does well enough and gets enough love i mighttttt expand it into a full group nct fic eventually, like what @withlovemark has done with her loverboy and orgasm donor series' >:)

[jisungscosmos]

Space Oddity • PJS

Content tags ☆ Astroengineer!Jisung, Mentions of Girldad!Jisung, Jisung has an unnamed ungendered spouse, Angst, Anxiety, Overdose, Major Character Death

☆ 1k words

“Major Park? Major Park, this is ground control, do you copy?” A voice crackled over the radio, echoing in the metal capsule.

“Yeah, I copy, ” Jisung replied, cursing under his breath as an error continued to flash on a control panel. “The bastard thruster is still reading an error.” He mumbled, hitting the wall next to the panel.

“Is it still the departure protocol? We're rewriting the code as quickly as we can, Jisung. Are you sure there's no damage?” The voice over the radio asked.

“I am certain there's no fucking damage. I've been out there like ten times to check, the bullshit thing is fine!” Jisung snapped, running his hands over his face. “I'm due to start returning to the atmosphere in 35 fucking hours. So help me if its not fixed by then”

“Noted, Major Park. We'll be in contact as soon as possible.” The radio crackled and let out a high pitched frequency before falling silent.

Jisung sighed, letting the lack of gravity take over. He let his body relax, floating in the middle of the capsule. He stared at the ceiling— floor? He wasn't sure which way was up anymore and he couldn't find it in himself to care. He laid there for what felt like hours. Trying to clear his mind. He'd be ok. His team had never failed him yet. He'd go home, home to his gorgeous spouse and their angel of a toddler daughter. He just needed to wait — needed to trust his team. His friends. Jisung eventually righted himself, pulling on his spacesuit and grabbing the tether, attaching himself to the pod before passing through the airlock, stepping out into the cold vastness of space. It was peaceful. So still. So quiet. He wished he could bring his family to experience it. Earth looked beautiful from up there too, a pale blue glow, the clouds painting her with intricate patterns. He shook himself out of the slight trance he had gotten himself in before heading towards the back of the pod, checking the thrusters once again. “C’mon…” He whispered, opening up the side panel to examine the wiring. Pristine. Perfect. No flaws. Fuck. He slammed the panel shut, causing himself to spin slightly. “Stupid fucking lack of atmosphere” He mumbled, grabbing the tether and pulling himself back to the capsule. He stripped his suit off and buckled himself to a seat, staring out the front window. Tzzzt zzzt. His head snapped round. The radio. “Ground control?” He asked, making his way over as quickly as he could. “Hello?”

“Major Park, apologies for the delay. We've emailed the new code over, you remember how to install it?” The radio crackled.

“Fuck, thank God. Yeah, I've got it” Jisung said, pulling himself over to the control panel, accessing the emails and downloading the new departure protocol.

“The code was written wrong, completely our fault” The voice over the radio apologised.

“Mm. At least you've got it now” Jisung replied, his fingers drumming against the panel as he watched the files install into the thrusters. ”What- Fuck- No no no, come on” Jisung begged, the control panel had blacked out. He spammed the power button desperately.

“Major Park? Majo-tzzzzzt Park? You'vzzzt gone ofzzztfline” The radio was failing, he could barely make out what they were saying.

“What do you mean I've gone offline?? Get me back online!” Jisung demanded

“Major Pazzzztrk? Can tzzzt hear us zzztor Park?”

“Fuck- no please” Jisung panicked, hitting the side of the radio “Come on. I can hear you. Hello?”

“Wezzzt contazzct. Sendzzztng ttzzzztcovery podzz…… tzzt…” The rush of static filled the pod. The radio had died. What the fuck had they even been trying to say? Jisung was alone. He could feel his heart pounding, his head spinning. He gripped the support bars on the wall, his body going heavy with fear. “Fuck” He whispered, shaking — almost convulsing. He couldn't do this. Couldn't just exist here, waiting for his life to end. He had medication, propranolol, an adrenaline blocker. He'd been prescribed them for his anxiety, to lower his heart rate. Surely they'd lower it enough… right? He pulled himself over to his locker, shaky hands grabbing the pills and popping them all out of the container. He closed his eyes. He thought of his spouse. Of their daughter. She was 4 years old, the biggest daddy's girl that had ever existed. She'd miss him. He'd miss her. He should've stopped. Should've retired from going on missions the day she came into existence. He was an engineer before all this. He could've stayed in proximity to the rockets without putting himself in danger like this. But he loved this job so much, loved the wonder of it all. He loved the freedom he felt while in space, the weightlessness, the silence. He loved looking back down at earth and he loved looking even further up at the stars. He'd take his daughter to the planetarium every Sunday, she loved space just as much as him — even if she didn't understand it as much as he did. He should've just stepped down. Should've put his family first. But the company was one of the world's best in astral sciences, their failure percentage was so low that before this very moment, staying didn't seem like a stupid idea. He was an idiot. He hated himself.

Jisung unscrewed the lid of his water bottle, tipping the pills into his mouth, washing them down. Only now did he feel the tears on his face, the tightness in his throat. He had no idea how long he'd been crying. All he knew is he just wanted to go home, and the stars were calling him closer. An hour passed and Jisung's heart had stopped. He hadn't even realised he was dying in the end, the adrenaline blockers rendering him unconscious long before his heart beat its last.

The recovery pod arrived two days later. Jisung didn't know they were coming, the radio interference had made it impossible to understand them. His death was treated as the greatest loss the country had seen in many years, a memorial erected outside the planetarium he would volunteer at, a star officially named after him. His spouse was devastated, understandably. His daughter didn't understand why Appa wasn't coming home, his spouse told her he was visiting Saturn for a while.

Jisung had dedicated his life to the stars, and now he would rest with them forever.

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Pluto: I'm sorry. I'm the worst I know. It's not entirely proofread, I couldn't bring myself to read it more than once. I'd started crying while writing before his life was even in danger oopsies! Ummmm I'll get some fluff lined up for reparations.

[jisungscosmos]

Just wrote the most heartbreaking, nearly 1k words, Jisung angst, in less than an hour. I'm not sure why I did this to myself. I'm sorry in advance.

[jisungscosmos]

NSFW 18+ | MDNI

Love you forever • PJS

Pt.2 of Missed Calls but is able to be read as a standalone!

Content tags ☆ fembodied!reader, implied unistudent!jisung, heated making out, dryhumping, protected sex, riding, missionary, playful banter between lovers, pls lmk if I missed any im so bad at remembering wtf i wrote.

☆ 1.4k Words

The cold night air sent chills down your spine as you left your dorm building, holding only your keycard and phone as you crossed campus. Soft flecks of snow would dance through the air, not quite snowing just yet but hinting at what was to come. You scanned your keycard at the entrance to dorm building 4, climbing the stairs as briskly as possible without running, and headed down a dark hallway, the old motion sensor lights only flicking on as you stood outside Jisung's room. Your knuckles gently rapped against his door.

A soft shuffling came from the other side, the sound of bedsheets being thrown aside, gentle footsteps crossing the room. The door creaked open about a foot, revealing a dishevelled looking Jisung standing in the dim light of his dorm, dressed in just a large jumper and his boxers. “I fell asleep,” he mumbled, moving to the side to let you in.

“Im sorry I forgot” You whispered, conscious how quiet the whole building was as you stepped into his room. “You know I'd never stand you up.”

“Mmm. I know” Jisung mumbled, his hands wrapping around your waist, pulling you into him as he pressed soft kisses over your forehead and cheeks, the door clicking shit behind you. “Kept me waiting. Evil” He teased softly as he buried his face against your neck, his plush lips pressing gentle kisses across the skin.

“At least I'm here now” You hum, guiding him back towards his bed as he continues his gentle assault on your neck, falling on top of him as his calves hit the edge of his bed.

Jisung groaned, his large hands gripping your hips and dragging you against his growing bulge. “Needed you so bad earlier,” he mumbled against your neck, “need you so bad now.”

You whined quietly as he nipped and sucked at your neck, your fingers tugging his hair gently. Jisung continued to pull you against him, his head now tipped back, Adams apple bobbing against his skin. You leaned forward to kiss at his neck, littering soft hickies against his smooth skin and earning small whimpers of approval from Jisung. God, his sounds were like music to your ears. You slowly moved off of him — still pressing kisses to his neck and jaw as your hand replaced your core, palming his bulge, eliciting a quiet moan from him.

“Fuck-” Jisung groaned, hips bucking against your hand as he pulled his jumper off, leaving him in just his boxers. “Baby,” he whispered softly as your hand ducked into his underwear, capturing his length and pumping him slowly. “Baby please- gonna bust if you keep it up”

“Dont tempt me.” You teased softly, pulling your hand out of his boxers, grabbing the waistband and tugging them off as you did so. Jisung's breath was heavy as he watched you, pupils blown wide. “You need to get undressed too… its embarrassing alone” he mumbled with a slight laugh. “Gonna make you sit there naked alone” you teased, pulling your t-shirt and joggers off as Jisung sat up, his hands immediately moving to unclasp your bra, pulling you onto his lap.

“Can't wait anymore…” Jisung said quietly, his head nudging against your shoulder as his hips rolled against you, dragging his boner against your stomach. “So hard it fucking hurts,” he complained. You wrapped your arms around his neck, playing with the hair on his nape as you caught his lips, kissing him deeply, letting him get over his desperation. Jisung groaned and whimpered against your lips, his kisses quick and sloppy, nipping your lower lip and sliding his tongue against yours. “Need you, please… quick,” Jisung panted against your lips “gonna go insane”

You quickly sat back to strip your underwear off, moving to return to his lap before freezing, “condom?” Jisung perked up slightly, reaching into the bottom draw of his side table and producing a square of blue foil. He tore the packet with his teeth, grimacing slightly at the taste of lubricant, before rolling it on himself. “They should make them taste better” He muttered, pulling you onto his lap. “They do, they have flavoured ones” You hummed, fisting his hard length and guiding him between your legs. “For real? Fuck-” he asked surprised, cut off by a moan as his tip slipped into you. “Fuck baby” Jisung groaned, slowly pushing the rest of his length in, making sure not to hurt you.

Your head fell forward onto his shoulder with a moan, hips rolling against his as you gripped his forearms. Jisung planted his hands firmly on your hips as he laid down a little more, guiding you as you rode him.

“Fuck” you whispered with a slight whine, feeling the drag of Jisungs thick dick against your walls. “So fucking good- fill me so well.” You moaned out, feeling his right hand trail up your side and settle just below your breast, his thumb caressing the skin there. “So beautiful” Jisung groaned, his hips bucking up into you, squeezing your sides. You lifted your head off of his shoulder, looking down at his dark eyes — glossed over and shining, and leant down to capture his lips in yours. The kiss was slow and deep, a stark contrast to the rapid to and fro movements of your pelvis and the bruising grip of Jisung's hands on your hips.

“Baby” Jisung panted, pulling your hips down firmly to still you, “need to-” he cut himself off, his hands moving — one on your side, the other supporting your back, before flipping you over, his length still inside of you. You squealed a little at the sudden movement before he silenced you with a kiss, pushing you into the mattress as his hips drove into you. “Fuck baby- so fucking good” he moaned into your mouth, trailing his kisses over your cheek and to your jaw, down your neck, and finally concentrating on the swell of your breasts, nipping and sucking until your chest was covered in the bruising evidence of his presence.

Your head pushed back into the pillows, brain too foggy to have any sort of coherent thought, the only sounds you could make were soft moans and whimpers. You gripped onto Jisung's arms, which he'd planted on either side of your head. Jisung whispered soft praise to you the whole time, combinations of ‘you're doing so well’, ‘so pretty, so perfect’, and ‘all mine… always mine’ filtering into your ears.

“Ji- ‘m so close Ji-” you whispered out, your voice airy. Jisung smirked softly, kissing just below your ear as his fingers found their way to your clit, rubbing his thumb over the bud. “C’mon baby… i got you” Jisung encouraged, watching your face contort and chest rise and fall rapidly. Your body shook slightly as your legs squeezed his waist, your orgasm flooding over you. “Fuck Jisung” You managed to whisper out, eyes closed tight as you felt him release into the condom.

Jisung fell on top of you, burying his face in your neck with a small whine “you always feel so good… pisses me off.” He mumbled jokingly, earning a small laugh from you. “You're so good to me” He whispered, slowly pulling out and removing the condom before disposing of it. Jisung rubbed your sides gently before pulling his boxers on and shuffling to his bathroom, warming a cloth with some water before returning to kneeling beside you, holding it against your core for a moment before wiping you clean. “I don't believe you when you say it doesn't hurt,” he said quietly, “you always look so. Beaten up” he chuckled.

“That's because you beat it up,” you laughed, “but seriously baby, doesn't hurt. I promise. You're perfect” you hummed, watching a small smile grace his face as he cleaned you up. “You're perfect” he countered with a mumble, to which you hit his arm gently. “Dont start” you warned with a laugh.

Jisung chuckled and made sure you were fully clean and free from any sticky remnants before pulling a clean pair of his boxers up your legs and your t-shirt over your head. “Water?” He asked, already standing up. You just shook your head. “Just cuddles. I'm exhausted” You whispered, smiling gently as he collapsed next to you, holding you close and kissing you cheek.

“Love you forever” Jisung mumbled.

“Love you even more forever” You whispered back, drifting off to sleep in the arms of the only man you'd ever love.

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Pluto: AAAAA this pmo so bad. I rewrote the smut like 10 million times. It does not come naturally to me. Anyway i love jisung i love stupid jisung i love dork jisung i love pathetic jisung. I like my men a pathetic <3 As mentioned at the start please let me know if you think i missed any content tags and thank you muchly for reading <3

[bamjjwi]

why is jisung 67-ing all over my twitter rn does he not know this is an extremely sensitive topic 🫩🙏

[jisungscosmos]

Fanfics CANCELLED im not writing for him or his cringe 6-7 ass anymore /lh /j

[jisungscosmos]

If i use the infamous emdash in a standalone / pt 2 to Missed Calls will you guys hate me and accuse me of ai. I just used like 5 commas in a row I need punctuation variation. I am NOT a robot I promise. I HATE ai. But the emdash... or would a hyphen be better? I /srs dont know the ummmm. Differences in use.