I like writing cheesy, cute, probably ooc kpop yaoi. Feel free to suggest ideas/AU's for me~ Also feel free to ask my what my main OTPs are! Main: backtothedrawingboardforme.tumblr
SEVENTEEN IS UNDER PLEDIS SO IT IS OK FOR THEM TO POST A SEVENTEEN VIDEO ON THE PLEDIS CHANNEL.
iâm sure thereâs more to this that Iâm missing but to all you caratâs getting worked up that Getting Closer (and its teaser) is on Pledisâ channel instead of Seventeenâs channel BOTH CHANNELS ARE MANAGED BY A PLEDIS STAFF MEMBER ANYWAYS. IF ITâS A MATTER THAT YOURE NOT SUBSCRIBED TO PLEDIS, maybe if you like NUâEST, Pristin, AND Seventeen, consider it, because as someone whoâs following Pledis AND all the groups' individual channels, I literally didnât notice it was on the pledis channel. I just saw Seventeen and clicked. I was listening to it on loop happily until I saw someone on fb say âDonât watch to it on Pledisâ channelâ.Â
Donât hate the song just because Pledis decided to put it on their channel. Maybe they wanted people who were only subscribed to them to hear the awesomeness that is Seventeen too (IK thereâs some twitter post where Pledis gives a reason but I dont have twitter so dont @ me) Weâve been asking for Dark Seventeen for years and we finally got it. Be happy. Support our babies.Â
Sequel to my other oneshot Pick Me Up using the prompt 'wins chance to shot free throw for big prize'. Wonshik takes Taekwoon to an amusement park, where he give him a new nickname after winning him a | Tags: wontaek
Iâm gonna start doing things this way from now on unless its a prompt given to me from on here.
Title: Lion Hyung
Prompt:Â wins chance to shot free throw for big prize
Pairing: Wontaek
Words: 2380
Rating: G
Note this is a sequel to the previous fanfic I posted. Wonshik takes Taekwoon to an amusement park, where he gains a new nickname.
Wontaek for your thought? No, well take this anyways, a prompt from a website called âHatchâs Plot Bankâ
title: Pick Me Up
prompt: they fulfill his fantasy; getting picked up at a bar
pairing: wontaek
words: 1721
rating: PG-13 (due to mentions of hookers and sex, and ofc alcohol)
they fulfill his fantasy: getting picked up at bar
âWhy are you making me do this?â Taekwoon asked his friends, Hakyeon and Jaehwan, with a groan, as they pushed him into a taxi and sat next to him.
âBecauseâŠâ Hakyeon said with an annoyingly pleasant and mischievous grin. âI happened to see you had a quite...interesting fantasy. Why didn't you tell us before?â he smirked at Taekwoon before turning to the driver. âTo the nearest bar, please.â
âYou were going through my stuff?!â Taekwoon glared daggers at his best friend. He glanced over Hakeyon to glare at Jaehwan this time. âAnd you; why did you come?â
Jaehwan shrugged. âHow could I miss something like this? It's gonna be great! I should've brought popcorn. Do you think they'll sell some there?"
âI hate both of you so much.â Taekwoon crossed his arms and glowered out the window.
âYou might say that now~â Hakyeon teased. âBut youâll be thanking us later.â
Taekwoon huffed and stayed silent the rest of the ride, trying to drown out his friendsâ giggling and joking. He often wondered why he was even friends with them. They were brash, obnoxious, and annoying. Still, they were some of the only people who weren't intimidated by his quiet, brooding demeanor, or his violent tendencies. Sure they were hard to put up with sometimes (read: most of the time), but at least they helped him step out of his comfort zone occasionally.
Once the taxi stopped, however, Taekwoon once again realized how much he hated his two only friends. He gazed up at the brightly coloured neon lights surrounding the bar apprehensively. They hurt his eyes, but he knew he couldnât back out of this, especially with Hakyeon and Jaehwan all but throwing him onto some random stranger. So, he reluctantly got out of the taxi and looked around. Aside from the blaring neon lights and multitudes of what looked to be hookers, the bar lookedâŠnice. Not some crappy bar that people get high at or have sex in, publically, but a casual bar that actually might have civilized people inside just looking to either have a good time or forget a bad one.
Hakeyon nudged Taekwoon forwards, causing him to trip over the curb and almost fall flat on his face. Taekwoon looked back and glared at his friend for the umpteenth time that evening. Hakyeon raised his hands in surrender and just gestured for him to go inside the bar, which they were now all standing a little bit in front of awkwardly. Taekwoon gulped and made his way up to the door and hesitantly pulled it open. Loud EDM sounding music hit him as soon as he opened the door. Not the best welcome, but a welcome to be expected when entering a bar.
âCome on, hyung.â Jaehwan said, pushing Taekwoon through the door. âWe donât have all night. This will be good for you.â
Taekwoon shot a glare to Jaehwan this time but sighed and reluctantly walked in, looking around at all the people dancing, drinking, and flirting, before sitting at the bar and ordering himself a drink. Hakyeon and Jaehwan sat down a couple stools away to give Taekwoon his space. They kept making suggestive gestures like winks and air-nudges. The drink he ordered was placed in front of him delicately. He glanced up to nod his head in thanks, but his eyes ended up lingering on the fairly handsome looking bartender standing over him dressed in what seemed to be a navy blue pin-striped best, and a black button-down, as well as some fairly tight fitting slacks.
His dark hair was shaven close to his head in a buzzcut, a look only someone with his appearances could pull off. His eyes, which he tried not to look to much into because himand eye-contact were still not quite getting along yet, were so dark Taekwoon almost got lost. And he had a seemingly ever-constant smile plastered on his face that, usually, Taekwoon hated, as it reminded him, annoyingly, of Hakyeon. However, it suited this man well.
âFirst drink is on me.â the bartender said with a wink. âAnd maybe the second because youâre pretty.â
Taekwoon looked down, coming back to reality as he felt his face heat up. His voice turned into more of a mouse squeak as he tried to speak. âT-thanksâŠâ
âWhat was that?â the bartender questioned, leaning closer to Taekwoon to hear better.
âI-I saidâŠâ Taekwoon glanced up, trying his best to raise his voice, but quickly realizing how close his face was to the bartender's and looked back down. âThanks.â
The bartender nodded. âItâs my job to deliver drinks. Itâs only a hobby to give free drinks to cute people.â He wrung the towel in his hands awkwardly, realizing how his words could be taken the wrong way and quickly adding. âOh, not to say that I give out drinks a lot. You're actually the first person.â
Taekwoon just nodded and picked up the drink, taking a sip as if it was tea. The bartender laughed. Taekwoon found himself thinking it was a nice sounding laugh. Or at least better than the loud laughter of Hakeyon and Jaehwan, which he was surprised he couldn't hear yet. Regardless, to keep up his front, he looked at the bartender with a mixture of a questioning look and a glare that somehow managed to say 'what are you laughing at?' in both a confused manner and an annoyed manner.
âIâve never seen anyone drink alcohol so delicately.â the bartender explained shortly. âSorry if I offended you. I just think itâs cute. Iâm Wonshik, by the way. Kim Wonshik. Care to tell me yours?â
Taekwoon bit his lip, swirling the tiny umbrella in his drink. He spoke quietly again. âTaekwoonâŠâ he cleared his throat, realizing that even he barely heard that. âI mean- Taekwoon. My name is Jung Taekwoon.â
Wonshik smiled and outstretched his hand, to which Taekwoon meekly shook. Wonshik chuckled. âThat name has such a nice ring to it, you know. You seem pretty soft spoken. Did you come alone?â
Taekwoon was about to shake his head and point in the direction of Hakyeon and Jaehwan, but realized the two were no longer seated a few stools away. He pursed his lips and curled his hand into a fist under the bar. Welp, looked like heâd be killing them later for abandoning him. His best guess now was to wing it. Which he was really bad at. He glared at the empty seats for a second before turning back to Wonshik.
âYes. I came alone.â he managed. âI wanted to get away from some annoying friends.â
Wonshik hummed and put both of his hands on the bar, leaning forward on them. âWell, Taekwoon-ssi, how would you like to hang out with me later? I'm sure I'm much better than those 'annoying friends' of yours."
Wonshik was looking at Taekwoon with a soft smile. Taekwoon hadnât frequented many bars, but Wonshik definitely took the cake of the most attractive and sweetest bartender. Taekwoon hated to say it, as someone who rarely found a reason to smile, as sad as that sounded, but the guy's smile was kinda contagious. And kinda cute. So much so that the quiet male found himself giving way and offering Wonshik a small, awkward, closed lipped smile.
He took another drink of his drink, this time downing it in one go, not that there was much in the small, slim cocktail glass. He figured heâd be able to make better decisions if he was slightly intoxicated. He was a lightweight anyways, so it wouldn't be hard for him to start acting slightly drunk. He could feel Wonshik's amused gaze on him already.
âWe'll see.â Taekwoon said, feeling a surge of courage from the alcohol rushing through his veins, his voice unusually playful. âWhen do you get off work?â
Wonshik grinned down at Taekwoon. âOhh, now youâre talking! That attitude almost makes me want to just leave now."
Taekwoon looked away, only after Wonshik spoke realizing how quick his personality changed and shook his head. âN-no, no. I can't take you away from your job. I'll just sit and wait until you're done.â
Wonshik smirked and glanced at the watch on his arm to check the time. âWell, lucky for you, I get off in... less than 10 minutes. Unless you can't wait that long. Then maybe we can exchange numbers?â
Taekwoon smiled again, this time a more friendly smile, but still close-lipped. âIâm not doing anything after this.â he paused. âActually... I was forced to come here.â
Wonshik raised his eyebrow, preparing another drink for Taekwoon, as well as filling a different glass with water. âForced?â
Taekwoon took the water given to him and chugged half of it down. It was much easier to chug water than it was to chug alcohol. He nodded. âMy friends dropped me off here, but then just disappeared. I guess it hasnât been a bad experience, though.â
âLet me guess.â Wonshik placed the new drink in front of Taekwoon as well, once again leaning forward on his hands. âItâs because of me?â
Taekwoon rolled his eyes. Either the alcohol was really getting to him now, or he was magically opening up. âNope. Not because of you. It's actually because of this alcohol.â he picked up said alcohol and took a small drink from the glass.
âAnd, since I made you that alcohol and gave it to you for free... itâs therefore because of me.â Wonshik added with a small smirk. âAnd in which case, youâre very welcome.â
He glanced back at his watch after sending another wink in Taekwoon's direction, signaling he would be back in a bit, before disappearing behind a black swinging door. Taekwoon smiled to himself, finishing off the glass of alcohol, as well as the glass of water. The night went better than he had expected it to go. Heâd met a friendly bartender who had the ability to make even him open up, and possibly even had a date with him.
But, that didnât mean he wasnât going to kill Hakyeon and Jaehwan for dragging him here and then disappearing on him. No siree. He'll just...kill them a little less.
Hey, itâs been a while. Hereâs a short Minkwan fanfic I wrote inspired by something I watched.
title: I love you/saranghae
pairing: Minkwan
words: 611
rating: G
Mingyu is exhausted from practicing their new choreography for their next comeback. After talking to Soonyoung, he manages to escape the remaining practice time and makes his way to the dorms, not noticing that another member was following him. After grabbing a water bottle from the fridge, he plants himself on the couch and stretches, leaning his head against the back of the couch with a heavy sigh.Â
He fails to notice the sound of the dorm door open, as heâs already half asleep. Another tired member looks around the dorm quietly before sneaking into the bathroom to wash up quickly. Seungkwan had followed Mingyu after being yelled at by Soonhyung about not getting the dance right. He's used to being yelled at by the performance team leader by now; he's not the best dancer in the first place. After several minutes, he steps out of the shower with a towel around his neck and waist. He looks at himself in the mirror.
âLooking good, Boo.â He says to himself, winking in the mirror. Taking note that Mingyu was the only one here, and the members wouldn't be back for a little while, he bites his lip. "Now's the time, Boo. You gotta do it. It's now or never."
Seungkwan dries his now slightly fading dark red hair and gets changed into something a more comfortable and a lot less. After checking himself out in the mirror one final time, he steps out of the bathroom and walks into the living room, where Mingyu was sitting, seemingly trying not to fall asleep. Seungkwan smiles and runs up to the taller male and jumps on his lap, giving the rapper a startle.
âAish, seriously,â Mingyu grumbles looking at the vocalist with an annoyed expression. âWhat are you doing? Get off me!â
Seungkwan pouts slightly. âHyungg~ whatâs wrong? Are you tired?â
âSeriously, Boo, get off,â Mingyu repeats, a little harsher.
âFine.â Seungkwan huffs and slides next to him. âI was just trying to be cute.â
Mingyu pinches Seungkwanâs cheek. âWhatever. What do you want?â
Seungkwan swerves his head away from Mingyuâs grip, shrugging as he continues to pout, rubbing his cheek. âHoshi-hyung said I could go too. I was struggling too much I guess. I noticed you were here and wanted to talk to you.â
Mingyu looks down at the smaller vocalist, humming. âWhy did it need to be when I was trying so hard to relax- I mean, when no one else was around. And why was it necessary to jump on my lap?" He crosses his arms.
Seungkwan bites his bottom lip and looks down. âWell, you see..."
Mingyu eyes the vocalist curiously. His attitude is different than usual. He shrugs. If not for this...cute, chubby cheeked vocalist, Mingyu could be taking a nice, well-deserved nap. Not that he minds Seungkwanâs company. Seungkwan can be finicky at times and enjoys pushing Mingyu away. When he's actually comfortable around the taller, Mingyu feels...happy? Or maybe it's just relief he feels, knowing Seungkwan doesn't hate him or anything.
âHyung-â Seungkwan's voice suddenly causes Mingyu to realize how close their faces are now. âI love you-âÂ
And then, within seconds of each other, Seungkwan presses his lips against Mingyuâs, jumps off the couch and runs away into one of the rooms, closing the door behind him, leaving Mingyu shocked, confused, and a little embarrassed, even if it isn't the first time Seungkwan's said 'I love you' to Mingyu.
Due to my lack of creativity lately, Iâve decided to allow anyone to gimme some prompts/requests for things to post on here!
Be sure to look through my OTP masterlist though, as I might not be able to/want to do the OTP youâve been hoping for, but maybe thereâs another OTP on my list that I can do!
Also I wonât do smut, so try to refrain from asking me to do like weird kinky stuff or whatever.
Just request via PM or ask and Iâll see what I can do. You can even put a word limit on it.
Some examples in case you donât know what to suggest:
Magical AU
University AU
Child AU
No AU (obviously)
Post-Apocalyptic AU
etc.
I hope Iâm not too late for this--I didnât know about it until now OTL
Warning this isnt very creative but idrc
prompt: Valentineâs Day First Date (#1 on Cafe Wontaekâs Valentineâs Day event thingy)
pairing: Wontaek
words: 194 (srsly one of the shortest things Iâve written)
For the first time in his life, Jung Taekwoon is going on a date. A date. Yeah, everyone he knows is surprised. Even worse, the date happens to be on Valentineâs Day. So now Taekwoon is sitting in a cafe, waiting as his date, who also happens to be his friend, Kim Wonshik, orders them drinks. Special Valentineâs Day coffees. How cheesy can this get?
âHere you go, hyung.â Wonshik says with a smile. âA strawberry choco love latte.â
âOf course I do.â Wonshik winks and sits down across from Taekwoon.
Taekwoon drinks his latte silently, until Wonshik remarks, âI think thereâs foam on your lip.â
Taekwoon moves to wipe it off, but Wonshik swiftly moves in and kisses Taekwoon. Taken aback, Taekwoon doesnât know what to do, so he just sits there. Perhaps there was a reason Wonshik booked out the entire cafe for this.
âBy the way...â Wonshik pulls away, talking lowly. âThere wasnât anything on your lips.â
Alrighty, to make this a lot easier for people (like anyone will even ask me anything), here is a huge list of the groups I have OTPs in (in no particular order of which groups I like best/which pairing I ship most)
Bold text=main OTP(s)
Some pairings I ship with members of other groups. These pairings will appear in whichever appears first
NaVi
WonTaek
RavBin
HyukBin
KeN (HakHwan? Idk what to call them)
Seventeen
My main OTP is MinKwan bc theyâre life. Anyways, besides that, itâs too hard to pay attention to 13 different people and watch for cute pairings. Possibly falling for whatever S.CoupsxJeonghan is.
Can I just ship myself with all of them? But mainly Seungkwan, Joshua, and Wonwoo
Boyfriend
YoungWoo
YoungKwang (gotta get some twincest)
Other (aka pairings from groups where I only ship 1 pairing)
I believe that is it. I could be forgetting some. And there are some pairings Iâm âmehâ on. But mainly anything I didnât list I probably donât like. (Most of which are VEEEEERYYYYYYY mainstream) Feel free to ask my standings on some pairings though (esp. Seventeen pairings)
Title: Panducky
Pairing: Taochen
Words: 1562 (or something)
Tao gives Chen a new nickname, and itâs so embarrassing Chen will only let Tao use it if he promises to not say it around anyone else.
Zitao has a tendency to bite his members, then run around claiming he turned them into a âpanda.â He also liked giving nicknames to them that started in the word âpanâ and ended in whatever animal/word he felt corresponded with the member. However, the nickname part only started when he bit Jongdae, who he liked to say he was really close with, perhaps to the point of more than just friends, and even more than just brothers.
âOw, hey!â Jongdae swatted Zitao away almost as fast as Zitao managed to bite the vocalistâs arm out of nowhere. âWhat do you think youâre doing?â
âTurning you into a panda.â Zitao said casually, as if that wasnât a completely weird and uncalled for sentence.
âWhy?â Jongdae asked.
Zitao shrugged. âItâs fun biting people.â
Jongdae blinked. Sometimes he questioned Zitaoâs logic compared to his age. He never bothered to ask, since Zitao was just...Zitao. You couldnât change who he was. Not that Jongdae would change Zitao, even if he had the chance to. He was too precious. So it was easy to say, despite his bewilderment at Zitaoâs new biting phase, somehow, such a thing just made him ten times cuter.
âBut arenât I already called duck?â Jongdae questioned after a somehow comfortable silence. He crossed his arms. Maybe he could out smart Zitaoâs 7-year-old logic. âHow can I be a panda and a duck at the same time?â
Zitao hummed and thought for a minute âYou can be both.â
Jongdae almost fell down laughing. âOh, god. Youâre cute, Taozi. How...how exactly can I be both a panda and a duck?â He tried to compose himself, but ended up falling apart into laughter again, using Zitao as a leaning post so he wouldnât fall down and hurt himself.
Zitao pouted, seemingly not amused by Jongdaeâs laughter. He hit the smaller lightly. âDonât make my bite you again. And Iâm not cute.â
Jongdae chuckled a few more times before finally composing himself again. âRight. Sorry. Youâre not cute. Youâre adorable.â
Zitao pouted even more. Jongdae found himself tempted to kiss the taller. He pushed the thought away and just poked Zitaoâs cheek. Zitao squirmed away as if it tickled. Jongdae chuckled and sat down on a nearby chair, which happened to swivel, invoking Jongdae to spin around slightly. He stopped and turned to Zitao.
âSo, how do you plan on combining a panda with a duck?â he asked. âAs far as I know, thatâs not genetically possible.â
Zitao shook his head. âObviously, thatâs not what I meant. I meant you can be both. As in youâre now both a panda and a duck to me.â
Jongdae raised his eyebrow. âWhat are you trying to say?â
Zitao seemed to think for a moment. âIâm saying, youâre my Panducky.â
Jongdae blinked. âPan...ducky?â he tried not to burst into laughter.
Zitao nodded and stepped forward, inching closer to Jongdae. âBut...Iâm the only one who can call you that.â
Jongdae raised his eyebrows, noting the sudden closeness of Zitao. He had to look up slightly in order to meet Zitaoâs eyes. âAnd why is that?â
âBecause youâre mine.â Zitao was dead serious.
A smile spread across Jongdaeâs face, but he put his hand over his mouth to hide it, and his excitement. He tried to keep his voice steady as he said, âIs this your way of confessing to me?â
Zitao shrugged. âIf thatâs how you want to take it, I wonât complain. Unless you reject me. Then maybe Iâll complain and whine until you accept my heart.â
Jongdae uncovered his mouth, revealing his ear to ear grin. âI donât know who in their right mind would reject you, but itâs definitely not me.â
âYay! My Panducky accepts my heart!â Zitao threw himself at the smaller in a bear hug.
Jongdae chuckled at hugged the taller back. âYes, yes. But can you please not call me Panducky around the others? Iâm 100 percent sure theyâd laugh at me.â
âI swear I wonât say it when someone is even within earshot.â Zitao said. âDo you want me to swear on our lips?â
Jongdae seemed confused. âSwear on ourââ
He realized what Zitao meant when he noticed the younger move closer and slide his hands up to Jongdaeâs neck. He had a goofy grin on his face. Jongdae hummed, unsure what to say, figuring anything he said would ruin the mood. Zitaoâs face inched closer to Jongdaeâs.
âI swear on our lips that I wonât ever call you âPanduckyâ around anyone.â he whispered.
âAnd if you do, you owe me a kiss.â Jongdae added before pressing his lips against Zitaoâs, making sure he had no say in his clause.
Zitao didnât seem to be protesting, since knowing him, heâd pull away the moment heâd hear something he didnât want. Instead, he pulled Jongdae closer, caressing his chick with his thumb. Though if Jongdae knew Zitao, he definitely wouldnât refuse having more chances to kiss someone he just confessed to.
Jongdae relocated his hands to wrap around Zitaoâs neck, pulling the taller down because he was way to tall for him to actually properly kiss. Zitao adjusted their position. He lifted Jongdae up slightly, sensing the shorter maleâs frustration with their height difference. Jongdae latched his legs around Zitao to stay balanced.
Several minutes later, perhaps a tad too long for their first kiss, Zitao pulled away, hoisting Jongdae up higher on his hips. Jongdae seemed to widen his eyes, not used to being held so high by another person. Zitao could sense he was afraid to be dropped.
âIâve got you, donât worry.â Zitao smiled and pecked Jongdaeâs lips. âI wouldnât drop my Panducky.â
Jongdae sighed and tightened his grip on Zitaoâs neck. âYou better not. Otherwise Iâll take back my clause on our little swear.â
Zitao kissed Jongdaeâs sleek jawline. âDonât be that way, hyung! Donât you trust me?â he pouted.
âYour actions and your expression donât match.â Jongdae noted. âHow can you be cute and hot at the same time?â
Zitao rolled his eyes. His arms loosened themselves underneath Jongdaeâs thighs. âOkay, I think I need to put you down. My arms are starting to hurt.â
Jongdae snorted slightly and untangled his legs from around Zitaoâs waist. Within a second, he was on the ground, nearly hitting his head on the wall. Zitaoâs hand quickly came up to guard Jongdaeâs head. He signed in relief.
âSorry.â Zitao said. âI should have been more careful.â
âI should have been more prepared.â Jongdae responded. He messed up Zitaoâs hair.
âYah.â Zitao pouted. He fixed his hair. He messed up Jongdaeâs hair in return. âWhoa. Daebak. Panducky-hyung looks hot with messed up hair!â
Jongdae shook his hair back into place. âOkay, if you say Panducky one more time, Iâm going to change my clause to if you say âPanduckyâ more than 3 times within a certain time period, youâll have to kiss me for each time more you say it.â
Zitao seemed like he wanted to take advantage of that. It was clear he was a greedy boy when it came to touching someone he liked. Jongdae knew the moment he said that, Zitao would probably repeat âPanduckyâ at least 3 more times, just to kiss him. Surprisingly, Zitao held back.
âNow what kind of kissing do you mean?â
Jongdae shook his head in exasperation. âA kiss is a kiss unless specified. Donât make me take that back and turn it into something bad.â
âIâm sorry.â Zitao said. He smiled slyly. â...Panducky.â
Jongdae sighed. âI seen that coming.â
Zitao swooped down and gave Jongdae a quick peck on the lips. He pulled away and tugged Jongdae into a hug. âIs it too early to say âI love youâ?â
Jongdae smiled and hugged Zitao back. âMaybe for some people. But not me.â He snuggled his face against Zitaoâs chest. âI love you too.â
Yikes yikes. This was really cheesy. Anyways, i should explain where âpanduckâ came from probably. To keep this tl;dr, basically, just a nickname from when i used to rp a Chen that a Tao I was with.