uy pilipins🫣(?) but also SAME, tumblr got banned in the ph for *gambling*???? of all things?? safe to say I crashed out then I changed dns thingy but we are so back chat😋!! theyve restored it tho cuz of the huge backfire, rightfully so
OMG KABABAYANN 🦅🦅 i havent tried logging in the past few days since i was busy but im so glad this darn app is alive again cause i was relying on twt aus to read 🥀 rlly cant believe the reason was gambling either like how did that happen… good thing they restored it fr and may this never happen again 😭😭
hii just thought id give an update on my whereabouts while i managed to gain access to this damn app but tumblr is unfortunately blocked for me rn so for the meantime (??? idk how long this’ll last honestly) and i wont really have any new to share with u all 😞
LIKE I MISS BEING ON HERE SM BUT HOLY HELL FREE VPN IS MAKING ME CRASH OUT 🥀🥀 anw i hope you guys are all safe and doing well 🥹🥹🥹
hi hi i was thinking abt making a taglist for my posts (will probably have diff ones for the groups/units i write for and maybe one for everything ??) 🙂↕️🙂↕️ if anyone wants to be part of it just lmk hehe!
⋆˚꩜｡ wishies and your privileges as their partner (part 2) !
pairing. nct wish maknae line x reader
tags. established relationships, cutesy fluff for you all, gn!reader, that's it!
wc. 0.3k to 0.4k words each
notes. i may have gotten a little carried away for ryo... erm... more is more right guys 😁😁 hyung line ver can be found here!
꒰ m.list ꒱
jaehee ˎˊ˗ bringing things for you !
early on in your relationship, you found out that jaehee was rather scatterbrained with his own belongings—he forgets chargers during trips, misplaces his wallet, and once left the house without socks (you still don’t know how that happened).
and yet, crazily enough, your things are always accounted for.
he carries items you might need before you even realize you’ll need them: extra hair ties, lip balm, band-aids, snacks you like “just in case you get hungry.”
will even quietly transfer your items from one bag to another if he thinks you’ll forget them.
never ever makes a big deal out of it because to him, it’s just common sense.
he feels a deep sense of fulfillment knowing he can take care of you in small, tangible ways.
the moment two bowls of piping hot ramen hit your table, jaehee lights up as if he’d been given the best present ever. “bub. bub, look!” he calls out excitedly, “the ramen is here!”
“you must be starving, huh?”
“yeah they practically worked us to the bone earlier during practice.”
“then go eat up, hee.” you coo at him softly before setting your sights on your own bowl.
you’re just about to take a bite when a strand of hair slips loose, sticking annoyingly to your cheek. you try to tuck it back, but it falls again, making you huff softly.
“wait- hold on!” he says quickly, tugging up his sleeve. a pink hair tie sits around his wrist like it’s been there forever. he fumbles with it for a second, then offers it to you with the largest grin on his lips.
you blink. “what- where did you even get that?”
“unimportant.” he replies almost instantly, waving off your concern, yet, when you just stare at him, still processing, he takes it upon himself to stand, gently gathering your hair and tying it up into a slightly messy ponytail.
a satisfied hum leaves him when he’s finished. “there, all done. now go eat, love.”
“seriously…” you trail, feeling a tinge of heat start to creep up your cheeks. “since when do you carry stuff like this?”
he shrugs, like it’s obvious. “i just do?”
“that’s not a proper answ—”
“hey,” he cuts in brightly, sliding back into his seat, “the food’s getting cold. let’s eaaaat.”
ryo ˎˊ˗ being babied !
ryo insists he doesn’t like being babied, playfully rolling his eyes or pulling a mildly disgusted face when people coo at him, hand swatting them all away with a pout.
a part of him wants to be seen as someone more mature, and this isn’t really helping his case, but he doesn’t mind it at all when it comes to you (much to the dismay of his hyungs).
never actually admits he likes it out loud, but there really isnt a need for him to when his face tells everything.
he’s all smiley with you, not resisting even a little bit of your affection—nope, he eats it all up.
it doesn’t matter if you pinch his cheeks a little too hard they start tingling, fuss over every little thing he does, or even help him with his hair.
to you, he’s just your little angel who could do no wrong.
it’s quiet in the dorms, the kind of lazy downtime that only happens when schedules finally ease up. ryo is sprawled across the couch, half on his phone, half staring at nothing in particular. you’re sitting beside him, close enough that your knee bumps his.
without really thinking, your fingers drift into his hair. you start mindlessly playing with it—twirling soft strands, smoothing down the bits that stick up. ryo doesn’t even flinch. if anything, he sinks deeper into the cushions, eyes going a little heavier.
then, because you can’t help yourself, you reach over and squish his cheeks.
“my little angel,” you murmur with fondness in your tone, and ryo tries to make a sound of protest, but it’s weak, almost lazy. his lips puff out into a pout that doesn’t last long because he’s already smiling.
you squish again, a little harder, until he’s blinking at you like he’s enduring something tragic.
without warning, the door suddenly opens, and riku walks in, only to stop dead in his tracks. he stares at the two of you as if something felt wrong with the world–and to him, something was definitely wrong.
“…what,” he says slowly, like he’s witnessing something unnatural, “is this?”
ryo finally swats your hand away, but only gently, cheeks still tingling. he doesn’t look annoyed. not even close. you tilt your head, confused. “it’s always been like this?”
riku somehow looks personally offended. “he doesn’t let anyone do that in the dorms! he acts like we’re attacking him if we touch his hair!”
ryo rolls his eyes, pulling a faintly disgusted face. “because you guys are annoying.”
“now that’s just unfair treatment!”
ryo’s lips twitch. “well… life’s unfair.”
and you can’t help but laugh, because ryo still looks completely pleased, leaning back into your space like he belongs there while riku stands in place, frozen by the harsh truth of reality dropped on him.
sakuya ˎˊ˗ sharing his keychains !
you like matching little trinkets with your outfit, and often than not, you’d eye one or two keychains from saku’s collection hanging on his bag.
you don’t really say anything about it, but the keychain manages to clip itself on your bag before you leave the house.
a part of you is convinced it walked itself there, but you also know its simply the doing of your own boyfriend.
still, you’re shocked by how easily he lets you take his belongings anywhere because you see them as his prized possessions (well, they technically are).
though, unbeknownst to you, he likes the fact that a part of him is with you whenever you take one of his children along for the day.
you’re getting ready to meet up with a few friends when sakuya quietly slips into your room, perching at the edge of your bed like he always does when you ask for his opinion. he watches you carefully, taking in the way your shirt fits, how the fabric falls over your shoulders, the little details you’d never notice yourself. there’s a subtle furrow in his brow, like he’s solving a puzzle only he can see.
“okay,” you say, doing a small spin in front of the mirror. “honest opinion.”
he hums thoughtfully, eyes scanning every inch of you. “…wait,” he says finally.
“what?”
“something’s missing,” he mutters, tilting his head like he’s trying to pinpoint it. though, before you can ask more, he slips out of the room without another word, leaving you blinking at the doorway.
a minute later, he returns, small object in hand. the little ppang keychain from his bag, soft and slightly worn from all the times he’s brought it out with him.
he holds it out, pink dusting his cheeks, voice quiet: “i think… it’ll match your shirt.”
you blink. “saku… isn’t that one of your favorites?”
he shrugs, avoiding your eyes. “it’s fine. just… take it.”
you can’t help smiling, teasing: “since when do you let anyone borrow these?”
he pauses, and after a quiet beat, murmurs, “…only you.”
he steps closer, clipping it onto your bag with careful fingers, the movement deliberate, almost reverent. your eyes meet his briefly, and he looks away, faintly embarrassed, lips pressed together like he’s holding back words.
all the while, fashion wasn’t on his mind at all. instead, he was thinking about how, all day, a piece of him is coming with you—and everyone who sees it will know, unmistakably, that it belongs with you.
organically mini series ⭑.ᐟ
synopsis ⭑.ᐟ you come across an interesting photographic subject.
content warning ⭑.ᐟ fluff! cosplayer!sohee x student photographer!femreader.
word count ⭑.ᐟ 3.7k+
✩🎧⭑.ᐟ [ crush ]
a/n; i was torn between one less lonely girl and crush </3 i hope this sells the fantasy
ㅤportraits have never been your forte given your quiet and reserved personality. you were always drawn to the serene nature, so you naturally felt out of place at an anime convention event of all places.
most people were wearing unnatural yet beautiful clothing, some even had props and people that assist them around. despite their overwhelming presence, they were all kind enough to let you snap a photo or two for your college portfolio.
their entire personality seemed to change whenever you positioned yourself to take photos, and a part of you felt unsatisfied with how it looked— staged. nothing about them felt natural, but you could still feel their passion through the photos.
you weren’t used to situations like these yet so you didn’t know how to tell them what you wanted to see out of them. you just thanked them and went around to look for your next subjects.
it was always safe to have a lot of photos so you spent your time going around and taking photos as well as scenic shots of the venue. however, the venue was big and going around by yourself was far too overwhelming. you found yourself even avoiding the crowd and going to less populated areas to take photos.
when a big event started, you decided to take a break.
you walked towards a rest area that was far from the bustling crowd. compared to everyone in the convention, your energy was low and you were starting to get tired by the minimal social interaction you had to make.
there was an empty table near the corner, quickly walking towards it before anyone else did. you pulled out your laptop and took your sd card from the camera, inserting it through an external card reader as you open your laptop.
you looked over the photos you took, it was filled with cosplayers in their element. the photos were pretty and you particularly enjoyed seeing the various textures in their outfits— it just didn’t feel fulfilling for some reason.
you had enough for your portfolio but you didn’t feel like any of it fit with your personal style. with how long you’ve been walking around, you didn’t want to feel like you just wasted your time.
a heavy sigh escapes your lips, tearing your eyes away from your laptop when you suddenly noticed an eye-catching looking man dressed in an orange tracksuit, the tips of his hair colored orange with some kind of headgear wrapped around his forehead.
there was something eye-catching and different about him compared to the other cosplayers you’ve encountered, not too gaudy and not too much, and he didn’t seem to be putting up some kind of persona like everyone else was.
everything about him seemed natural, and you couldn’t take your eyes off of him out of fascination.
the guy seems to have noticed your eyes on him, but instead of getting offended, he smiles at you, waving at you as if he knows you.
shoot. you bow your head at him shyly, embarrassed to be caught staring so openly.
”did you want to take a photo?” he asks in a friendly tone, pointing down at the camera on your hand.
”o-oh, me?”
he chuckles, nodding. “yes, you,” he sang teasingly, now making his way towards you. he sits across from you, not wanting to invade on what looked like your workspace.
”i’m sohee, lee sohee.” he extends his hand towards you with a smile on his face. a friendly gesture, you assumed.
you place your hand in his, smiling back, “i’m yn.” sohee shakes your hand cheerfully, chuckling before he pulled away.
“are you sure you’re okay with getting your photo taken?” you glance around, everyone was in their own world and chatting among themselves. it didn’t seem like the ideal area for any photoshoot.
he follows your line of sight, understanding your hesitation. “i don’t mind, really,” sohee shrugs, “i’ve been going around by myself because the event i came here for was rescheduled for tomorrow.”
”so i guess you could say i’m kinda bored right now,” he laughs sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck.
you couldn’t help but laugh along, finding him a little adorable. “does that mean you’ll be here tomorrow? with the same outfit?” you ask softly. your hands start to get busy, transferring some files onto your laptop so you’d have more space in your sd card.
he nods, “yeah, although i was planning to go around in comfortable clothes tomorrow. you know, this hair color was a nightmare to get to work and i didn’t want to do it all over again tomorrow.”
curious, you take another peek at his hair. it was splotchy at some spots, but to you it looked natural for some reason.
sohee notices your eyes on his hair, smiling widely. “it’s chalk!” he exclaims cheerfully before he catches himself, “—or, no, not chalk. it is chalky but not, you know what i mean? what’s it called again…?”
you laugh to yourself, waiting for him to remember what it was called. you decide to give him a helping hand, “hair spray?”
his eyes light up, nodding rapidly. “yeah! that! my sister got it for me but the yellow didn’t work so we used orange instead,” he pouts slightly, touching his spiky hair.
”you could’ve fooled me into thinking this was what you looked like everyday though. you looked really natural,” you giggle, smiling as you insert your sd card back to your camera.
sohee chuckles softly, watching as you fiddled with some camera settings and changed your camera lens. he glances at your expression, finding a small smile on your lips. he couldn’t help but mirror your smile.
”should we go with that?” your eyes suddenly meet his and he felt his cheeks heat up, “uh, for the vibe of the photo, i mean.”
you glanced down at your camera before looking back at him with a cheerful smile on your face, “sure! let’s go with that.”
you put the strap over your head, pressing the viewfinder close to your eye to check the framing. you adjust the lens so its focus was on sohee, deciding to try out a few tricks since it was a practice shoot anyway.
he seemed a bit stiff now that the camera was on him, eyes shifting nervously as if he didn’t know where to look. “does it look okay?” he asks timidly.
you nod, giving him a small smile. “you look great, sohee. just relax a bit more,” you spoke softly in hopes that it would alleviate his nervousness.
sohee turns his head away from the camera, looking at some far-off place. his shoulders were stiff and his hands were frozen solid, even his face was tensed up.
”i’m taking the photo,” you announced, counting down in your head before clicking the shutter. sohee’s unsure movements caused some motion blur on the photo, his hand going up from the table to his head.
”s-sorry! i was kinda nervous,” he spoke quickly before adding, “it’s my first time getting my photo taken with such a huge camera. it must’ve turned out badly, huh?”
you smiled, giggling to yourself. “not at all,” you reassured, checking the photo you just took. “how about telling me some stories while i take photos? maybe you’ll feel more relaxed?”
sohee plays with the hem of his tracksuit, “t-then, can i tell you about the character i’m dressed as?”
you nod in response, getting into position for another shot. sohee’s body seemed to relax, a slight grin on his face as he thinks about what he wants to talk about.
”so i’m dressed as this really cool character called naruto,” he starts, glancing at you as he continued, “he’s a ninja and he’s, like, the coolest guy ever! he’s got this super strong fox inside him and he trained with all these huge frogs at one point!”
you chuckle at his excitement, taking photos in between his stories. “what do you like the most about him? is it just because he’s strong?”
sohee ponders for a bit, and you can tell he’s thinking of a sincere answer. he places his hand on his chin, “well, that’s one of the reasons. but he didn’t always start off strong and talented, you know? he worked hard to get where he is now and though the world wasn’t very kind to him, he still uses the power he has to help other people and i think it’s admirable.”
you listened to him, nodding along as you took photos of him. he seems to feel less conscious around your camera now, even trying out some poses which makes you feel a little proud.
”oh! there’s something i want to show you!” sohee beams at you, shifting in his seat slightly. you couldn’t help but smile as you watched him through the viewfinder, helping him out by centering him in the shot.
sohee puts his hands together, elbows sticking up. his expression was focused as he made unfamiliar hand gestures with his hands. you haven’t checked the photos yet but you already had a good feeling that they turned out well, wanting to check it with sohee a bit later.
meanwhile, sohee kept excitedly doing hand motions while his hands were pressed together, his brows furrowed in concentration. you kept taking photos of him, and you notice how comfortable he was starting to get around you as well.
he turns towards you, a wide, toothy grin plastered on his face. “am i doing good? you haven’t said anything in a while,” he jokes. before you could catch yourself, your finger clicks on the shutter, a clear image of sohee’s blinding smile now burned in your brain.
you put your camera down, somewhat flustered. “sorry, i got too absorbed,” you mumbled, getting up from your seat to go around his side of the table.
”um, here,” you showed him the photos you took, bending forward slightly so he could see.
sohee kept exclaiming out of awe, commenting on how good the photos turned out or how he doesn’t remember doing a pose like that and then being amazed. he peeks at your expression, noticing a creeping blush on your cheeks.
the corners of his lips kept curling up, his eyes now focused on you instead of your camera screen.
as you looked through the photos you took, you also felt the same excitement and joy sohee was expressing in his photos. a part of you wanted to keep taking photos with him as a subject, but you didn’t want to take up too much of his time.
you pulled away, but your eyes kept lingering on sohee. something about him just kept drawing you in and you had no idea what it was just yet.
sohee smiles at you, “want to walk around the convention with me? a change of scenery would be good, right?”
”huh?”
he laughs shyly, scratching his scalp as he avoids your eyes. “i guess what i mean is, um, i’d like to be your model for a while more. is that no good?”
you blinked, staring at him until his ears and cheeks start to turn red. if you didn’t know any better, you would’ve thought he just wanted to spend more time with you.
”you can say no, i won’t mind! i’m not a really good model anyway, but, you know,” he stammers out, “you’re kinda cool so i kinda wanted to tag with you for a bit more. what do you think?”
”o-oh! i don’t mind! i really don’t mind! i wasn’t too familiar with the venue anyway so i was kind of lost earlier. i-i appreciate it if you would, really!” you rambled on, trying to hide how happy you sounded, or the growing smile on your flushed face.
the tension leaves sohee’s body at your reply, smiling widely. he stands up next to you, already rearing to go.
”shall we, yn?” he asks softly.
you nodded, slightly panicking as you pack up your stuff. sohee watches you carry your bags, the straps almost slipping off your shoulder from how heavy it must’ve been.
”do you have more equipment in your bag? i can help you carry it, promise i’ll be careful. it’s, like, expensive, right?” he offers, holding onto the strap of your backpack and a noticeable amount weight was taken off of your shoulders.
”are you sure? it’s a bit heavy, you might get uncomfortable,” you mumbled but your words didn’t seem to discourage sohee at all.
he smiles brightly, carefully shouldering the backpack, “it’s alright, ninjas can wear backpacks too.”
you couldn’t help but laugh at the ridiculousness of what he just said, finally easing up. surely, you can trust him with your stuff for a while.
sohee chuckles, walking next to you as you head back into the populated venue.
ㅤyou and sohee began to walk through the venue, listening as he continued to talk more about the story of his character and how he started watching the series. you almost forgot about taking photos until sohee himself reminded you of it.
”here’s a pretty spot. what do you think?”
the lights were bright and colorful at the area sohee was pointing at, you were sure you’d get some impressive shots without much effort, but you were more curious about how sohee would look more than anything.
sohee takes the initiative, standing by the bright lights. he turns his head towards you, smiling just as brightly.
you step a bit closer, adjusting the lens to remove the focus on the lights. you hastily press the shutter in the midst of adjusting the lens, ending up with a slightly blurred photo of sohee.
”ah!” you exclaimed. the small furrow in your brow made sohee think it wasn’t a good reaction at all.
he doesn’t move around much, watching in amusement as you tested various angles and focus. sohee kept noticing how easily pleased you get when you find something that works or when it works out unexpectedly.
his smile starts to get more relaxed, eyes focused on you more than anything.
when you finally put the camera down, sohee walks towards you, returning your beaming smile. he thinks that you must’ve gotten some great shots, and he also couldn’t stop wondering how else he could make you smile like that again.
you walked side by side, arms touching. sohee made sure to keep up with your pace as he looked at the photos you took earlier. he glances at your expression, somewhat satisfied with himself.
”am i really that great of a model?”
you looked at him, tilting your head back just to meet his eyes. it was only then you realized how close you were, yet for some reason you didn’t want to pull back.
”i-i would say so!” you quickly insisted, afraid that he’ll lose his spark. “i’m not sure if the photos i took captured how fun and interesting you are, but i hope my skills gave it justice,” you mumbled shyly.
sohee holds back his laughter, listening to you with sincerity. he kept thinking how adorable you were when you talk about something you’re passionate with. he wonders if this was how he seemed earlier, because if so, then he understood you fully.
the two of you passed by a scenic area surrounded by soft lights and flowers, a set that was meant for taking photos. sohee glances at you from the corner of his eye, smiling to himself as an idea pops in his head.
”don’t you want your photo taken, miss photographer?” he asks softly.
you paused a little, looking at him. “well, i’m not really as photogenic as you are, sohee,” you whispered, somewhat feeling shy at the idea of having your photo taken.
sohee stops in his tracks, gently pulling on your arm as he positions you in the middle of a floral display. you stood around dumbly, staring at him with shock and confusion in your eyes.
he simply lets out a chuckle, his hand pointed towards your camera. “may i?” he smiles, “i’ll take a good picture of you, i promise.”
you take the camera strap off of your neck and handed your camera to sohee. he handles it carefully, his touch a bit clumsy but he made sure he was holding onto it tightly above anything else.
”so i just point and shoot, right?” he asks, smiling at you as he gets into position. sohee stares at the display screen, smiling even wider when he sees you clearly.
you nod wordlessly, your mind running through possible poses you can try to do but didn’t have the confidence to.
sohee noticed how tense you seemed, looking at you past the camera. “don’t be nervous, it’s just me. i was a newbie earlier too,” he reassures you gently.
”sorry, i’m not used to having my own photo taken,” you nervously played with your hair, tucking it behind your ear as you look elsewhere. you hear the soft shutter of your camera, indicating that sohee took a photo of you just now.
”you looked really pretty just now,” sohee spoke quietly, but was loud enough for you to hear. “keep doing what you were doing just now, i like it,” he smiles, cheeks slightly rosy.
you couldn’t help but blush at his compliment, covering your face out of embarrassment. he takes another photo, and you wondered if he was being sincere or if he’s just having fun with you.
”what was that for?”
”i thought you were trying to do a pose,” he shrugs, fighting back the desire to click the shutter button when he sees a pout on your lips. sohee laughs softly to himself, deciding to change the topic before you walk away from the set.
“what did you think about the convention? did you have fun?” he knew you probably weren’t much of an anime fan, yet you still found your way here— and he wonders if this was the universe’s way of repaying him for the cancelled event he came here for in the first place.
”it was pretty fun, i guess. everyone was kind to me even though i didn’t know anything about them or their characters.” the conversation helped you feel comfortable, deciding to put a little more trust on sohee.
”and, if anything, i’m glad i got to meet you,” you added quickly, the corners of your lips curling up. you hear the shutter go off again, letting out a small laugh.
sohee kept clicking on the button, making you laugh even harder. his teasing seemed to really tickle you in all the right places as your laughter hasn’t stopped for a minute.
”i guess you’re really glad, huh?” he grins, watching you calm down after your laughing fit. your cheeks were flushed from laughing too hard, and the smile on your face was too beautiful to ignore. sohee takes one last photo, mesmerized by how pretty you looked.
you step away from the set, walking toward sohee who was staring at your camera screen. “does it look funny?” you asked, trying to get his attention. he seemed frozen in place, blush creeping up to his ear.
”sohee?”
”huh? oh! oh, no!” he blushes, backing out of the camera gallery after staring at your photos. “i-i think it turned out pretty,” he mumbles shyly, “really pretty.”
you chuckle, taking your camera back from him. sohee watches as you checked the photos he took with a smile on your face, his heart skipping a beat.
he knew he can’t just let it end here.
”yn?” sohee starts, his voice small and timid, “do you want to come with me tomorrow?”
you froze, staring at him in surprise, “tomorrow? you mean to the event you wanted to go to?”
he nods sheepishly, “i really like hanging out with you, and i’d be happy if you say yes.”
you were speechless. if you didn’t know any better, you’d think he was asking you out on a—
”date?” you blurted out absentmindedly, covering your mouth with your hands when you realized.
sohee chuckles softly, scratching the back of his neck. “i guess it is a date, huh?” he joked, “bet no one’s ever asked you for a date to an anime convention.” you knew sohee said it in a joking manner but his tone sounded a bit sad.
”i don’t think it’s a bad thing,” you quickly spoke, “a-and besides, you’re the only person i’d agree to go with if it even matters.”
his expression brightens up immediately, wide eyes staring at you. “really?! really, really?” he spins around, arms thrown up in the air as he holds onto his head. you watched him squirm around in elation, small noises escaping his mouth.
sohee turns back around, a huge grin on his face. “then, i’ll see you tomorrow?”
you chuckled, nodding, “yeah, i’ll be here.”
”then, um, should we?” he awkwardly reaches into his pants pocket, fingers playing with his phone.
you realize what he was implying a beat too late, quickly grabbing your phone from your jacket. sohee chuckles when you hastily hand him your phone.
after you exchange contact information, the smiles from your faces doesn’t seem to be going down any time soon. sohee laughs shyly to mask his giddiness for tomorrow’s date, turning around to walk side by side with you again.
your heart was beating fast and you wondered if he can hear it when you were this close to each other. you turn your head slightly to look at him, only to realize that he was looking at you as well.
you both turn away from each other, and after a short silence, began to giggle quietly. your cheeks were heating up, playing with the camera hanging from your neck.
you were already excited about tomorrow, thinking about what camera you should bring. maybe you can bring a more compact camera, one that was easy to bring around and use— and maybe even take a photo together with if everything goes well.
ㅤwhen it was time to say goodbye, sohee parts ways with you at a nearby bus station. he stayed until the bus began to leave, immediately sending you a message.
”i had a lot of fun, miss photographer. thank you for spending time with me today! ^o^”
you see the message he sent, laughing to yourself quietly. you pondered about what to say, lips curling up when one thing comes to mind.
⋆˚꩜｡ wishies and pet names they'd use for their partner !
pairing. nct wish x reader
tags. fluff flufftown central, gn!reader, i think that's all?? 😭
wc. around 0.1k words each
notes. hi hii just a little something while i work on the maknae line ver of my previous post!! actually dk if anyone’s done this here but this is my own take on it!!
꒰ m.list ꒱
sion ˎˊ˗ baby, babe, every iteration of it
you are quite literally his baby so this comes to no one’s surprise
it’s not even always intentional, it just slips out constantly—“baby look,” “baby wait,” “baby c’mon”—like at this point everyone knows you’re his baby
says it when he’s happy, sleepy, whining, teasing… basically any emotion that involves you in some way
especially loves using it when he wants something from you, and you kinda hate how easily you cave into his requests every single time
he lowkey thinks it’s cute how fast you respond to it compared to your real name though, often smiling to himself at the thought
riku ˎˊ˗ pretty
really relishes in the fact you get so flustered every time he calls you this
he also ought to remind you of how lovely you are in his eyes so it’s like hitting two birds with one stone for him!
secretly loves using it when he’s guiding you through something, just slipping it in as if it’s nothing
like he’d casually go, “hey—pretty, look at me for a sec,” and the infuriating part is how natural he sounds saying it while being fully aware of how much it affects you
even when you try to hide your reaction, he notices almost immediately, and it just makes him want to do it again
yushi ˎˊ˗ your name (and nickname)
he’s never really been big on pet names to begin with. in fact, he prefers the way your own name rolls off his tongue more
most of the time, that’s all you ever hear from him, and somehow it already feels intimate
but on days when he’s extra clingy or just craving your attention, he’ll call you by a nickname you reserve for him, and only him, to use
it always catches you off guard—your eyes widen a little, brain short-circuiting because you’re not used to hearing it from him
he notices the surprised look on your face every time he does it, but somehow that just gives him more satisfaction in the moment
jaehee ˎˊ˗ bub
he stumbled upon the pet name one day and immediately thought it was cute
and since he already thought you were cute, the connection just clicked for him without needing to say it out loud
never forgets to tell you that “you did good today, bub.” before the two of you drift off into sleep
his eyes always crinkle into those crescent shapes when he mumbles it out, like he’s smiling even when he’s exhausted
didn’t really mean to keep calling you that, but it eventually became a habit and you liked it so you just never pointed it out
ryo ˎˊ˗ buttercup
this 100% started as a joke and he will never let you forget that
he picked it because it made you cringe and because your reaction was just a little bit too funny to him
though, overtime, you got quite used to it (and he did too) so now you both find it oddly endearing
he still pretends he’s doing it to annoy you, but the fond little smile he gets every time gives him away
sometimes you get looks on the street when he unintentionally calls you that, but the two of you just laugh it off
sakuya ˎˊ˗ babe
he actually strikes me as the type to usually call you by your name, but this pops out once in a while—mainly when he’s a little too excited
he usually comes to you bearing a big smile on his face as he goes “babe, come here! my tamagotchi grew up!” without even registering what he said
there’s always a split second after where he freezes and you know that’s when his brain had finally caught up with his mouth
not like it matters since you’re standing there, looking at him with heart eyes because even though he’s the one using the pet name on you, he somehow ends up being the cute one
if you tease him about it later, he definitely gets shy and laughs it off
Hii welcome back how are you?! 🤭 I love your new post of nct wish so much! 💗 Are you considering doing maknae line as well I would love to read it? 🙂↕️
hellooo ive been doing well (though a bit busy w school reqs still)!! thank u sm for enjoying my work though it really means a lot esp since i havent posted in a hot min 😭😭 i have been thinking here and there for the maknae line so hopefully i get to post for them soon!!
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pairing. nct wish hyung line x reader
tags. lots of fluff for all of them, mentions of insecurities for riku's, tried to make it as gn!reader as possible, that's p much it!
wc. around 0.3k words each
notes. sorry i've been gone so long TT thesis work was kicking my ass but im back with a first post for 2026 hehe!! lmk if u guys like this tysm 🥹❤️ maknae line ver can be found here!
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sion ˎˊ˗ the first bite !
sion is notorious for stealing food—reaching over, snagging a couple of fries, and acting like it was his members’ fault for leaving their food out in the open for him to prey on.
i mean, what else was he supposed to do but eat it? duh. of course he’s taking a couple of bites for himself.
with you, however, that habit flips entirely.
before he even thinks about eating, he’s already turning his plate toward you.
he’d be the type to casually say, “try this first,” like it’s no big deal, but he’ll be watching your reaction closely. if you like it, the look on his face turns into one that’s genuinely satisfied—like feeding you is part of making his meal complete.
even when he’s starving, even when the food just arrived, he waits for you. the first bite will always be yours.
he’s not trying to be performative or romantic in a loud way—it’s simply instinctual because to him, love looks like making sure you’re taken care of before he is.
“babe, you have to try this.” he says, rushing over to your side with a spoonful of whatever he was eating.
he nudges the spoon closer, clearly expectant with the way his eyes shine under the light.
you open your mouth, laughing a little at how serious he looks, and the second you taste it, a small sound of approval escapes you. “oh, this is actually really good!”
sion’s shoulders relax instantly. “right?” he beams, as if he cooked it and you were gordon ramsey giving a gracious compliment.
“hyung, give me a bite too.” ryo urges, already scooting his chair closer to where you two were.
sion clicks his tongue, scoops another spoonful—and promptly eats it himself. “nope. all mine,” he says, way too pleased with his own response.
ryo gapes at the sight before him. “you literally just fed yn.”
“hm? and what about it?”
“its about feeding the hungry, you filthy scammer—”
riku ˎˊ˗ being more honest !
riku constantly has expectations placed on him: to be charming, polite, composed, and cheerful for everyone around him. it gets exhausting to maintain this image, and it sometimes leaves him wondering if he even deserves the love he receives from others.
he often suppresses these moments of frustration, worried that showing them would be inconvenient or disappointing to others.
but with you, he completely lays himself bare. your presence gives him permission to relax, to breathe, and to be as silly as he wants to be.
you get to see him fully—not just the lovable, caring side that he usually has on display, but the quiet, messy, vulnerable parts he hides from everyone else.
he’s more open with you than anyone, often flopping down on the couch as he shares every little tmi of his day that would otherwise stay behind closed doors because at the end of the day, he knows you’ll always be the one to bring him right back up when he’s down.
“ugh,” riku mutters as his body slumps down onto the couch. “i kept messing up this one move… i don’t know why it felt so hard today.”
you reach over, resting your hand on his arm. “hey, off days happen. it’s okay.”
he exhales slowly, jaw tightening. “i know, but… i hate feeling like i’m falling behind. everyone’s counting on me.”
you nudge his shoulder gently. “you’re not falling behind. you’ve been working so hard. one bad practice doesn’t erase that.”
“it just gets frustrating.” he glances at you, tension somewhat easing just a little. “i hate messing up in front of everyone.”
“that’s normal,” you say quietly. “and it doesn’t change how good you are. it just means you’re human.”
he lets out a short, almost embarrassed laugh. “i tripped over my own feet like… three times. almost knocked saku over too.”
you squeeze his hand, smiling. “and no one was harmed, right? i’d call that a successful practice.”
he huffs, a smile making its way up to his lips too. “wow. your standards are really low.”
“hey, what’s that supposed to mean?”
“ack- nothing. it was nothing, baby!”
yushi ˎˊ˗ going out of his way for you !
yushi isn’t usually the type to bend over backwards for other people; he values his time and energy, and only does things that matter to him.
with you, that changes automatically—he’ll go out of his way to make your life easier or happier, even for the smallest things.
he listens to every little request you make and puts in extra effort, not because he has to, but because he genuinely wants to see you smile.
it’s the little gestures that stand out: helping with tasks, carrying things for you, following your quirky ideas, or just adjusting himself to fit what you need in the moment.
he takes pride in knowing you can rely on him, even for small things that might go unnoticed by others.
the members notice how easily he prioritizes you—sometimes teasing him when he goes way out of his way just because you asked for something small.
the two of you step outside the company building into a downpour. it wasn’t just any downpour either. you swear the rain was pouring so hard it forcefully streaked the window panes before accumulating into large pools on the sidewalks.
you grab your bag and hesitate at the building entrance. “do we have to go out in this?” you groan, frowning.
yushi glances up, already holding the umbrella. “don’t worry,” he says, holding it wide enough for both of you. when you move closer, he shifts slightly so your shoulder is completely covered.
without a word, he picks up your bag, adjusting the strap on his shoulder. “this looks heavy,” he mutters softly, but there’s a small smile tugging at his lips.
“yushi…are you sure?” you ask, surprised he’s doing all this after practice.
“i’m sure,” he says, tilting the umbrella to shield your face from the worst of the rain. “we’ll take the longer route if you want. it’s less crowded.”
you can’t help but grin, going on your tippy toes to press a light kiss to his cheek. “like doing all this for me, huh?”
he shrugs, turning the other way as his cheeks faintly glow in a pink hue. “i just like doing it because it’s for you.”
writing the jaem fic i was supposed to work on two years ago… and she’s at 9.9k already 🥀🥀🥀 im not yet done with it either but ig now yg know why i havent been posting 😭
synopsis. riku constantly thinks of you in the early hours of dawn.
tags. just fluff i think, mainly one sided pining and yearning from riku, no pronouns are specifically used for this! lmk if there's anything missed <3
wc. 0.9k words
notes. if you can’t already tell, this is heavily inspired by the dreamies new song with the same name (i love it so much pls listen to it while u read) yes it js came out a few hours ago and i alr have this out like who am i… also!! HAPPY SAKU DAY!!!! 🩷🩷
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sometimes riku thinks he wakes up because of you.
not because you’re beside him—though that’s a dream he revisits often—but because something in him stirs at the edge of dawn, some instinct sharpened by loving you. the sky is still dim, washed in that muted blue before sunrise, and he lies there half-asleep, imagining your name settling softly in his chest like the last note of a familiar song.
he always thinks of you then.
he doesn’t really know when it started, the way you slipped into the quietest parts of him, but it’s there now. you, lingering like the scent of coffee left too long on the table—still warm in memory, still sweet even when cooled by time.
he sits up and rubs the sleep from his eyes. outside his window, the streetlights blink out one by one. he counts them like he always does, a habit he says is silly but never breaks, and every time, by the third or fourth sleepy lamp, he finds himself wondering what you’re doing at this exact moment. are you still dreaming? still curled in your sheets the way he always teases you about? do you know he thinks of you before he thinks of anything else?
you’d probably laugh if he would come to tell you that, nudging his shoulder as you call him dramatic. and maybe he is, but he wouldn’t mind if that’s what you’d think of him.
after all, he likes everything about you.
he likes the way you utter his name under your breath. he likes how your jokes always soften at the end, like you’re careful not to hurt him even when you’re merely jesting. he likes how your eyes always manage to find his, bearing more than words could ever say.
he simply likes you.
riku pushes open his window and rests his chin on the cold metal frame. dawn is slow today. the first streak of pink barely touches the horizon, and it feels like a moment held in suspension, waiting for something.
maybe him.
maybe you.
he doesn’t know why he associates you with mornings. you’re not even a morning person—quite the opposite, actually. yet somehow, when he thinks of warmth, he thinks of you stretching beneath lazy sunlight, voice still laced with sleep. he thinks of the way your presence feels safe, even on his worst days, like the world easing its grip on him.
you’re the person he relies on before he even notices the instinct to reach out.
his phone suddenly lights up with the time displayed. the bright light radiating off the screen served as a reminder that it was far too early for anyone sane to be up, too early to bother you. but the thought of you is enough to pull him out of bed, make him move through the room with a steadiness he doesn’t feel when you’re not in the picture. it’s strange—how loving someone silently can make every small routine feel like purpose.
he walks over to his kitchen and brews coffee he knows he won’t finish, lets it sit on the counter until it goes cold, untouched except for the way he hovers his hands over it, like your warmth could somehow slip through the ceramic. and maybe it does, because he smiles thinking about how you always scold him for leaving drinks unattended.
“riku, seriously, why do you make coffee if you keep forgetting to drink it?” you’d huff out, the image of you crossing your arms over your chest in confusion quickly making its way to his mind.
ah, he wishes you were here to say it out loud.
he wishes for a lot of things.
he wishes you knew that your existence makes him stronger in ways he can’t explain. that memories with you—old ones, new ones, and the ones he hopes for—are what pull him forward when he’s tired or unsure or quietly hurting. he wishes he could tell you that you’ve become the place he goes to in his mind when the world is too loud. that the thought of seeing you later is enough to carry him through a day that would’ve otherwise felt heavy.
and maybe that sounds dramatic too, but he doesn’t care. he’s not really afraid of being honest when it comes to you.
you’re the one person he never wants to hide from.
when he leaves the apartment, the morning is new, the air crisp. each footstep echoes lightly against the pavement, and he feels that familiar flutter—the one that comes from knowing he’ll see you soon. you told him he didn’t have to knock when he came over, that he could just let himself in, that your place was always open for him. you said it casually, like it wasn’t a promise or an invitation or a reassurance he’s replayed a hundred times.
but to him, it meant everything.
he walks with his hands in his pockets, shoulders relaxed, breath steady, heart quietly blazing. he thinks about the song stuck in his head, the one he can’t stop humming since you recommended it. he smiles because the lyrics feel like they were written for this moment—this early, soft, quiet certainty that he’s on his way to you.
he’s already imagining your face when you open the door. the way your eyes brighten even if you pretend they don’t. the way you tilt your head slightly, like you’ve been waiting without admitting it.
he ponders once more on whether to tell you everything he’s been keeping to himself, but he won’t.
not out loud.
not just yet.
instead, he picks up his pace, dawn unfolding around him, because you’re ahead—and every morning, he chooses you again.
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