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all your links work now!!!! YAYYYYYY

YAYYY hehe thank u forr letting me know mei!!!! also unrelated but we need to talk more!! we have not interacted much but know i love u lots.. do not be shy to dm or talk to me whenever :3

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hi can someone pretty please check if my links on my masterlist/intro post are working!!! because they are not for me but maybe my tumblr is just weird :p

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OKAY links have been fixed that took a hot second but its okay theyre all okay now.. thank u to my moots who told me it was due to the username change!!! ><

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NICHO FIC/HCS HAS BEEN POSTEDD!! jocochipcookie drought is OVER! photographer!jo ur next i swear.. im coming for u.....

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just a crush ➻❥ 王奕翔

wherein; you can't help but develop the smallest crush on the one guy the universe (and your friends) keep bringing you back to.

(955 words) pairing: crush!nicholas x reader genre: headcanons, fluff, strangers-to-friends-to-lovers, friend group setting, byun euijoo mention, crushing!!!, nicho is very nice warnings: none!

a/n: hello my beautiful chocochips!! i always seem to come back from writers block with nicho hehe (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) i actually wrote this TWICE because i wrote the first draft a while back and just... lost it??? sorry its been a minute but i hope you guys enjoy a lil bit of nicho sweetness!! ♡ i miss him i miss having crushes

crush!nicholas who you first saw at your best friend euijoo’s birthday party.

crush!nicholas who you’d seen in pictures before. euijoo brought him up every now and then, so you knew they were close.

but he seemed like the kind of guy who was close with everyone, sitting across from you and looking entirely too comfortable for someone you’d never spoken to before.

crush!nicholas who introduced himself with an extended hand and an easy grin, one that softened the sharpness of his features.

you returned his greeting with a shy smile and nod, wondering how euijoo could consider himself an introvert when he had this many friends.

crush!nicholas who left it at that, communicating with you solely through little glances and short nods for the rest of the night.

and yet, his bright laugh echoed in your head when you got home, for reasons you couldn’t quite put your finger on.

you thought that was the end of it.

but another birthday turned into a hangout, then a group game night. euijoo’s friends turned into yours too and, somehow, crush!nicholas became a familiar face before you even realized it.

crush!nicholas who became someone you subconsciously looked for whenever you joined the group, your heart stuttering whenever you caught him already looking at you, only for him to smile and look away.

crush!nicholas who you kept finding yourself beside.

lining up for food together one day, leading the group through a haunted house the next, his easygoing energy coaxing the words out of you. words that would normally fall unheard amongst the friend group’s chatter.

crush!nicholas who was becoming someone you enjoyed being around more than you probably should.

he made it easy.

he laughed at every joke you made, listened to every unnecessarily long story, and somehow always found a way to include you in the conversation.

crush!nicholas who you grew to love listening to just as much as you loved rambling. he told you about his life, his passions, and all the little things that made him who he was.

almost annoyingly, your brain latched onto every new piece of him it could get its hands on.

you found yourself sticking to crush!nicholas more often than not, or maybe it was the other way around.

but your closeness with him didn’t go unnoticed by your friends, who exchanged knowing smiles when nicholas saved a seat for you or waited while you tied your shoes.

crush!nicholas who, in your eyes, seemed so fearless.

the only one in the group who remained unflinching during horror movie marathons. or the friend you shamefully called during a thunderstorm, his calm a stark contrast to how you’d jump at every crack of lightning.

crush!nicholas who seemed so fearless, until the group opted for a theme park trip.

crush!nicholas who insisted he was perfectly fine with roller coasters despite his very obvious fear of heights.

˚. ᵎᵎ looking him up and down, you took in nicholas’ frame. his body, which usually took up space so casually and loosely, was now stiff, fingers drumming against the railing he leaned on.

the unfamiliar sight brought a smile to your lips, “you scared?”

he turned to look at you, his empty gaze meeting yours.

nicholas took a deep breath before answering, “nope.”

you couldn’t help but giggle as he shook his head absentmindedly, almost as if he were trying to clear his mind. you could practically see the million thoughts racing through it.

and, despite the nervous laughter and his screams that were louder than everyone else’s, he still went on every single ride.

crush!nicholas who, even just walking around, still looked suspiciously nervous. you couldn’t tell if the nerves hadn’t worn off or if there was something else on his mind.

crush!nicholas who slowed his steps to walk beside you when he noticed you trailing behind the group.

crush!nicholas who glanced down at your bag after watching you shift it between your shoulders for the third time.

˚. ᵎᵎ “do you want me to carry your bag?” nicholas asked, eyeing the purse that weighed heavy on your side.

“oh, no, thanks,” you replied despite the ache in your shoulders. “you don’t have to.”

“but do you want me to?”

you blinked up at him, thinking for a moment before giving in.

“…yes, please.”

“okay,” an almost triumphant smirk played at his lips as he took it from you, slinging it over his shoulder like it was nothing.

crush!nicholas who spent the rest of the day making you laugh, stealing bites of your food, and found himself as your partner on rides.

crush!nicholas who volunteered to drive you home once the day was over, leading you toward his car in the parking lot.

crush!nicholas who stopped you just before you could get into the passenger seat.

˚. ᵎᵎ “wait,” nicholas’ voice echoed through the parking lot. “can you help me get something out of the trunk real quick?”

you turned around.

“sure.”

crush!nicholas whose hands trembled a little as he lifted the trunk hood to reveal a bouquet surrounded by snacks and plushies, paired with a sign that read:

can i be your boyfriend?

crush!nicholas who laughed at you standing there, slack-jawed as his foot tapped nervously against the pavement.

˚. ᵎᵎ “so…?” he prompted your answer.

crush!nicholas who barely had time to react before you rushed into his arms, shouting a yes.

crush!nicholas who stumbled back a step before laughing and wrapping his arms around you.

crush!nicholas whose arms felt like the safest place in the world, and who was a little bit more than just a crush now.

tag list: @nichozzystuffs, @peachteaxz, @jothehirono, @minhosimthings (ask/comment/dm to be added or removed!)

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these two links don’t work for me! maybe because you changed your username? very cutesy username btw ^_^

MALENA DEAR! i was told the same thing by dear friend of mine i do think it is because of the username change!! i ought to fix them thank u for telling me ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )

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hi can someone pretty please check if my links on my masterlist/intro post are working!!! because they are not for me but maybe my tumblr is just weird :p

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is it just me but i remember k having 1M followers when he was the only one to have an instagram acc when he was getting hype on blue lock or was it a mandela effect 😭

RIGHT WAIT I THOUGHT THAT TOO UNTIL I SAW THIS AND I WAS SURPRISED WHEN I CHECKED AGAIN AND HE HAD 700K

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omg it's been a while since I've been on Tumblr again but Anna!!!! how have you been!!! (*>∇<)ﾉ and omg.... the usn change... it happened... jocochipcookie is so you idk how to explain it but it's you alright I'm probably late 😭 brb gnna stalk ur blog to find whatever I've been missing hehe (≧∇≦)

love @dedlexte

AERII omg my dear i missed u!! (˶>⩊<˶) i have been good! ive also been rather inactive lately so worry not you haven’t missed much!

I THOUGHT OF U AS I CHANGED MY USN but im glad u like jocochipcookie… freak my choco chip jo…. is that not also jiungs fan name. chocochips. thats so freaking cute someone pass me that piwon pill already

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the way i ran to write photographer!jo the moment i saw these

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OH MY GOSH GUYS PHOTOGRAPHER!JO NATION AND OUR FIVE CITIZENS ARE BEING FED 😭😭 someone pls yell at me to hurry tf up with this fic im serious

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i feel my inner coer returning to me.. FUCK i love cortis

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the way i ran to write photographer!jo the moment i saw these

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HELLO sm people saw this okay just wait guys im working on her i promise... photographer!jo will be in ur guys' hands (hopefully) soon...

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HELLOOO EVERYONE!! hironoshimura nation has now officially been changed to jocochipcookie nation! (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) .ᐟ.ᐟ i hope everyone is #CHILL with the name change i just really love jo and cookies

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the way i ran to write photographer!jo the moment i saw these

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aww wait guys the mark on me prologue was so cute!! considering the album title its not the kind of concept i was expecting but whichever direction it goes im so EXCITEDD it looks so joyous!!

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hello quick question! would ygs fw a fic written in 1st person (pronouns like "i"/"my" instead of "you"/"yours") instead of second?

!!

i prefer the normal 2nd person (you/yours)

1st person would be cool!! (i/my)

i dont really care/mind either ╮ (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.) ╭

Voting ended onAug 3

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enough for you ➻❥ 김 주훈

wherein; sometimes loving means letting go.

(1497 words) pairing: idol!juhoon x f!reader genre: angst :((, first love, soulmates(? kinda) warnings: none!! just lots of yearning

a/n: i am sooo sorry to anyone who was expecting a cute cortis fic... i love love love writing angst and i struggled with this one a bit but i quite like how it turned out! i hope ygs enjoy too 𐔌ˊᵕˋ𐦯 also my first idol fic hehe.. i listened to lots of laufey and lizzy mcalpine while writing this

kim juhoon.

it was your favorite name. the name you thought of every night before bed, the first thing that crossed your mind each morning like habit.

a name that slipped from your mouth so easily it felt like your voice had been made for it.

you thought there could not possibly be a sound you loved more. not until you heard him say yours. gentle, soft in a way no one else said it. 

you wanted to hear it all the time. 

you wanted to hear it mumbled through late-night phone calls. called from across crowded streets. whispered in your ear or even shouted in your face.

you didn’t want anyone else to say it if it did not sound like this.

and for a while, you had all that and more. 

loving him was never loud. it wasn’t dramatic, no grand promises or big beginnings. it was him sitting next to you in a classroom full of unfamiliar faces. it was walking you home, taking the long way just to have more time together. talks of school shifting into conversations that felt like peering into each other’s minds. 

juhoon was the comfort of knowing someone was there. he was silence that never had to be filled. an ear that could listen to thoughts that no one else would ever hear, remembering things about you that you didn’t even know yourself.

there was no start to you and juhoon neither was there an end. there was just always.

it was a promise that didn’t have to be said, but was known. like neither of you could imagine life without the other.

“jju,” you murmured, laying flat on the grass with him right next to you.

“yeah?”

the stars above you twinkled, endless. it burned gold at the edges from the sun which began to give way to the moon. the cold air crisp against your skin, the hum of cicadas somewhere in the distance.

you turned your head just enough to look at him. “do you think we’ll stay like this forever?”

juhoon laughed softly through his nose. the two of you were still in your uniforms, backpacks thrown hastily to the side. “like what?”

“this.” you gestured vaguely between the two of you. “together.”

he went quiet for a moment. not uncomfortable quiet, never that. the kind where he was actually thinking about your words instead of brushing past them.

then, he reached over and hooked his pinky around yours in the grass. absentminded. natural. like it belonged there.

“you worry too much,” he said quietly.

you smiled. “that’s not an answer.”

juhoon turned his head toward you then, dark eyes warm in the fading light. there was something unbearably gentle about the way he looked at you, like he had already memorized every version of your face.

“okay,” he murmured, “then yeah. forever.”

your chest ached with how easy it was to believe him. escape the bustle of the world together, no one but the two of you.

back then, forever still felt small enough to hold in your hands.

time moved too fast back then, as it does now. and you already know it stops for no one.

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you almost didn’t come. you don’t know why you did.

you sat in your car with the ticket in your lap for nearly twenty minutes, staring at the venue entrance while thousands of people poured inside.

it all felt ridiculous, suddenly. to miss someone this long. to carry love like grief.

it started with recruitment, then practices that ran later than usual. dance lessons. vocal training. study sessions replaced with rehearsals he just “couldn’t miss.” his voice always exhausted and apologetic, so much so that you forgave him before he even finished speaking.

then came the missed calls. the unread messages. the growing spaces between seeing him.

you told yourself it was temporary. that this was his dream, and loving someone meant learning how to stand beside it instead of in front of it.

so you waited.

you waited through nights where he was too tired to speak. through lunches spent alone because he had trainee evaluations. through conversations that slowly became shorter, thinner, like paper folding in on itself.

“i’ll make it up to you,” he had whispered one night outside your gate, eyes heavy with fatigue. still, they gleamed with hope. with dreams so close it seemed he could reach out and touch them.

you remember smiling even though your chest hurt. “you don’t have to keep apologizing to me.”

the truth was, you would have waited forever if he’d asked. maybe that was the problem.

because even when always became sometimes, and sometimes became never, you stayed.

even after he debuted and his number changed too many times for you to count. when he became harder to reach, and you started learning more about his life online than from his own mouth.

you still waited.

you let your mind wander on sleepless nights, wondering how something that once felt permanent could slip through your fingers no matter how tightly you held on.

and when you finally force yourself out of the car and into the crowd, his name is everywhere.

“i can’t wait to see juhoon!”

“did you see? i think juhoon cut his hair.”

“juhoon looked so good at the airport today.”

juhoon. juhoon. juhoon.

a name that was once sacred to you now shared with thousands–millions. they say it like they’ve known it all their lives. like their voices had been made for it too.

but you ignore them and find your way to the front, pressed up against the barricade. countless people move around beside you, shoulders brushing yours. here, you’re but another girl in the crowd. another fan amongst millions.

the yells of the crowd pull you out of your thoughts as the arena lights dim suddenly.

music surges and before you can prepare yourself, before you can breathe properly, he appears.

kim juhoon, standing beneath blinding lights like he was born for them.

your stomach twists at the sight of him, your grip around the railing tightening like you might fall apart if you let go. he looks older now, sharp features set with focus yet a small smile plays along his lips as he sings along with his bandmates.

the whole show, you’re captivated. like you can’t believe he’s real. part of you aches for him to come closer, to see you, to just be near you. another part hopes you sink into the ground and disappear because seeing him like this somehow hurts even more than you expected.

he’s standing just a few feet away from you, yet the boy you once knew seems so far away now.

you feel the show coming to an end, the group around you sniffling through tears. the once intense background music shifts into a gentle guitar.

“COER!” breathless, juhoon shouts into the microphone, taking in the whole stadium. lights sweep across thousands upon thousands of faces as his words are thrown into an endless sea.

yet somehow, impossibly, his gaze falls on you as he says, “i love you.”

and for one awful second, he looks exactly the same. not juhoon of cortis, nor the juhoon you see plastered on billboards or glowing on tv. just juhoon.

your kim juhoon.

the boy who used to mumble your name into late-night phone calls. the one who knew you better than you knew yourself. the boy who looked at you like nothing else in the world mattered.

something in his expression shifts, so small no one else would notice. but you don’t miss how his smile softens at the edges, how his gaze lingers a second too long full of emotion you can’t quite decipher. happiness, recognition–regret, maybe. then he looks away.

the crowd erupts around you but you don’t hear any of it. to them, they're words of thanks. a video clip you’re sure to see all over your feed later.

to you, however, it’s a sorrowful confession. one that lingered on your tongues for too long, never quite slipping out. one that’s far too late now yet somehow eases your heart all the same.

to you, it sounds a little too close to goodbye. like finally letting go and accepting that the small world you two built is now too small for the both of you.

the sting behind your eyes catches you off guard, and suddenly you’re laughing through tears you hadn’t even realized were falling.

because, despite everything, he made it.

of course he did.

and there is no second chance after this. no accidental reunion at the park or the convenience store. no dates undercover or hidden romance, tucked between schedules and airport arrivals. 

there is only this. cheering him on and watching from afar. listening to his voice through your earbuds, seeing his face in magazine covers and big bright screens.

and that’ll be enough for you.

it has to be.

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