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— @violixs

hello everyone! due to complications on this account, i am restarting my writing blog on there! I will be reposting all of my writing and would very much appreciate everyone who moved w/ me and supported my writing, both new and old, on there.

thank u for reading this and i hope u follow me to my new blog !!

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people like us.

pairing: doctor!yuta x bartender!reader

genre: fluff, angst

word count: 5.6k

synopsis: you know you can’t get involved with nakamoto yuta, but you were never really good at following the rules anyway.

author’s note: hi so this is a spinoff of and stupidly, us but it can also be read as a standalone! dedicated to the lovely j ( @lxomoons ) ♡

warning(s): there is violence/use of weapons in this so steer clear if that bothers you!

Another night, another fight. 

You’re no stranger to having to deal with drunken men brawling with each other for a reason that they themselves can’t even remember. Usually, you can settle it pretty quickly, but you seem to be out of luck today. As you try to calm down one of the men, you get an accidental (and quite nasty) right hook to the face. He hits you so hard that you crash onto the floor and directly onto shards of a broken shot glass. Luckily, your arm takes the brunt of the impact and you get away with a small gash on your forearm. 

By the time you pull yourself together, (the extremely late) security is already hauling the men away. You’re still seeing stars as you shakily stand up, feeling the stares of everyone else in the bar. You grab a roll of paper towels and tear off a sheet, dabbing at the injury on your arm. 

“You alright?” Lee Taeyong asks, suddenly materializing next to you. Taeyong is your boss and probably one of the scariest but kindest people you’ll ever meet.

“You couldn’t have sent security sooner?” you grumble, cheek still throbbing. 

“Sorry,” he says genuinely, “I was on the phone, and by the time I noticed, you were already on the ground.” 

The bar that you work at isn’t just an ordinary bar. It’s the hub for the biggest vigilante group in South Korea, NCT. Taeyong isn’t just the owner of this bar, he’s also the leader of said group. When he says that he’s “on the phone,” it usually means he’s discussing important information about NCT’s next operation. Technically, what they’re doing is good―just extremely illegal.

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right now the felix fic is at 11.7K but i have so much more i want to write and there’s still a WHILE till i’ll get to where i want to end, so would you guys mind if i made that a LONG fic and in the meantime wrote other things, like the chan fic i was talking about yesterday?

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using felix as motivation bc if i won’t do it for myself i certainly will for him

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using felix as motivation bc if i won’t do it for myself i certainly will for him

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using felix as motivation bc if i won’t do it for myself i certainly will for him

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INKED - SEO CHANGBIN

pairing: tattooartist!piercer!changbin x gn!reader

genre: fluff, slight s2l elements

cw: needles, piercings, reader gets their first piercing so if u alr have quite a few pls pretend ㅠ

wc: 1.3k

a/n: hello lovelies!! another slightly ? longer drabble i did late at night (aka just then for like 20 minutes) so i hope the writing isn’t too bad >< i’ve been having thoughts abt this for a while so i’m glad i could write it, i hope u enjoy it!!

“Just breathe for me, okay?”

One simple question. That was all that was asked of you, merely to breathe and carry out a human function you’d been doing since the day you were born. But when did breathing get so difficult? It wasn’t like you were trying not to—of course not, that’d be anything but productive—but it was as if the air in your lungs was trapped when you lifted your gaze up, realising just how close the piercer was to your face.

Seo Changbin was his name, and oh was he handsome. Pitch black hair that resembled an outgrown undercut looked painfully good on him, and the fitted black top that clung to his biceps had you practically drooling. That alone was all too much, sending you into a downward spiral of not knowing how to react to such a blatantly attractive man, but the tattoos that snaked around his tan skin, marking up every inch of his body had you literally speechless.

You noticed the black lines of ink that ended sharply on his collar bones, and the flashes of colour that stood out brightly on his forearm, exposed from where he had pulled his sleeves up. Unusually, your figures twitched in your lap making you grasp your hands together silently. They were almost tickled, moved by the sudden urge to gently run over his skin and learn the story of each piece of art, no matter how silly or small.

Face only inches away from your own, he tilted his head to the side while letting out a small breath. The feeling of it brushing ever so slightly against your neck make you flush with heat, and you were sure he could feel how hot your ears were. “Mhm, just like that. You’re doing so good.”

Suddenly, you felt your insides twist and mind blank. If his appearance hadn’t distracted you enough, you were now completely gone. The praise went straight to your head and made you almost dizzy with pleasure, but you swallowed down the overwhelming feeling, instead smiling bashfully as he explained what would happen. “I’ve already marked out where the piercing needs to go, all I’ve got to do is slide the needle in and get you some pretty jewellery. Sound okay?” His voice was gravelly, you’d noticed, yet agonisingly hypnotising and you were almost desperate to hear more from him.

“Perfect.” You breathed out, flustered expression bringing a smirk to his face while a chuckle escaped from his throat. And there it was again—that deep, rough sound leaving his soft lips and sending you reeling.

Grabbing the equipment needed and presumably the antiseptic to wipe it down with, he turned to face you while you patiently sat waiting for him to start. “It's been a while since I’ve had an adult come in for their earlobe piercings, you know.” He stated, and you nodded bashfully while averting your eyes to your shoes, kicking your feet up and down.

“I used to be really scared of needles, and the waiting period was a pain, too.” You explained, taking in a deep breath before looking back up to meet his gaze, “But now I have no fear of needles, nothing to lose, and a close friend who said you were a trusty piercer.” You giggled, the image of Chaeyoung flashing through your head as you pictured both her piercings and tattoos, both being partially done by the man in front of you.

His arms flexed as he reached for the stool between his legs, dragging it closer to you before sitting back down. “I don’t trust your lack of fear,” he began, one of his hands sliding underneath your chin to tilt your head slightly, “you were practically shaking when I was marking out where they’d go. If you really are nervous, just let me know. I’ll help you”

He’d help you. Seo Changbin, your new favourite piercer and tattoo artist, would help you if you were nervous. But were you? Was that why your hands felt clammy and your head felt as though your world was slowly disappearing because the only thing you could focus on was him, or was it because you were scared of the piercing most of your friends got when they just were four.

“Is it too early to ask for help now?”

“Not at all.”

Within seconds a large jumper was in your hands, the black material soft and thick and heavenly smelling. You recognised the scent from just inches away from your face; the jumper was most definitely Changbin’s, not that you were complaining in any way shape or form.

Pressing the end of the needle onto the skin of your earlobe, the man began to speak, grabbing your attention. “I’m going to go now, okay? Squeeze onto the jumper if you get too nervous or if it’s painful.” He instructed you, eyes serious as he explained every detail as precisely as he could. “3, 2, 1-“

Only a small squeak escaped your lips as you felt a pinch at your ear. It was over in a second, the build up much worse than the actual event, and the comedown even calmer. You couldn’t help the beam that brightened your face as you looked at him, who had pulled away once inserting and fastening the earring into place. “There we go, Pretty.”

The compliment made your face heat up, and soon he was wearing the same wide smile you were just moments before. Not giving you the chance to ponder on his words or catch onto just how teasing he had become, he swiftly moved onto the next ear, pulling your chin just slightly closer to his face than previously. “You ready?”

You nodded.

“3, 2-“

This time, Changbin hadn’t even given you the chance to get to one before sliding the needle through the skin, creating a smooth and clean home while also enticing a gasp from your lips. “Didn’t even let me finish counting.” You commented, snarky pout present on your lips, and he didn’t find it anything other than adorable. Ignoring your annoyance and instead finishing up the piercing, he pulled back away from you as soon as he’d slid the backing on the jewellery.

You had chosen a simple pair of studs in your favourite colour, the little gem inside making the accessory, and your eyes, pop. “You’ll love it, you look amazing.” He said, small and quiet yet sending your heart racing. “Here’s a mirror, take a look.”

You loved the way they looked, and while you were not a self obsessed person, you had to admit he was right. Seo Changbin had made you look pretty with something as simple as a piercing. Just capturing a glimpse of him in the mirror, you acknowledged the softness on his face, how his eyebrows were relaxed and his lips twitched up into a calm grin. “You did amazing, Changbin. Seriously, thank you so much.” You exclaimed, turning to him with your lips tight together.

“I’d happily do another piercing for you, and I might even let you get something small done for free if your Chaeyoung’s friend. You should come together.” He rubbed the back of his neck as he spoke, eyes occasionally flickering to the floor as though he really was nervous. In a selfish way, you hoped he was. It was less humiliating for you if you weren't the only one who felt that way. “I really can’t thank you enough.” You admitted, hands rubbing up and down your thighs as you took in his expression.

“I can think of one.” He uttered, grabbing your total focus. “Hm?”

“Let me take you out for a meal?”

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down for you

➤ summary: seungmin finds himself doing things he would never ordinarily do. why? because you ask him to

➤ pairing: kim seungmin x gn!reader

➤ genre: fluff with the tiniest allusion to unrequited love; rated G

➤ warnings: none

➤ word count: 1.3k

➤ a/n: inspired by the song “down for you” by cosmo’s midnight ft. ruel ( @neo-shitty hey look i finally wrote it!)

please feel free to leave feedback—your comments, no matter how small or vague, mean a lot to me!!

What had Seungmin gotten himself into?

Parties were not his thing. He hated the loud music, the bellowing laughs, the unspoken judgement when he said he wasn’t drinking. He can’t stand the people, the atmosphere, all of it. He hated all of it.

The one thing he didn’t hate about tonight was you.

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DOES AHYONE KNOW THIS ONE XIAOJUN FIC WHERE HES LIKE A GUITARIST OR SMTH AND ITS A TUTOR AU AND IRS PART OF A WAYV SERIES IT LOOKED AO CUTE BUT I FORGOT TO BOOKMARK IT AHHH

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bangchan!fic based off “i knew” by lizzy mcalpine where you fall in love in australia (in this he is a lil older while still in australia okay) and it tells the story of the time they spent they spent together in love but then the come down when he goes to australia and leaves the reader basically heart broken. 😓 but he is actually still in love with them just has to lick between his dream and her and u know…

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if red hyune is true i will drop dead on the spot ! LINOO AHH HIS HAIR ITS GORGEOUS I LOVE IT SO MUCH the pics of him he sent posing were so cute and lino like HEH.. YOURE 6 HOURS AHEAD OF MEE SJDHISJS i usally send these in the night time where it’s like 5 am for you ? or in the morning before school

LINOS HAIR IS GORGEOUS but i fear he’s joining crispyhairracha because that man bleached it for the purple and… i have a feeling it’s not good 😞 but?? the recent pictures almost looked pink i was so??? i rlly do not know what we are going to get but if he dyes it again soon i’m excited nonetheless! and hehe yes that is normally when i get them but six hours ??? r u canadian omg ??? that is such a big time difference ㅠㅠㅠ

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INKED - SEO CHANGBIN

pairing: tattooartist!piercer!changbin x gn!reader

genre: fluff, slight s2l elements

cw: needles, piercings, reader gets their first piercing so if u alr have quite a few pls pretend ㅠ

wc: 1.3k

a/n: hello lovelies!! another slightly ? longer drabble i did late at night (aka just then for like 20 minutes) so i hope the writing isn’t too bad >< i’ve been having thoughts abt this for a while so i’m glad i could write it, i hope u enjoy it!!

“Just breathe for me, okay?”

One simple question. That was all that was asked of you, merely to breathe and carry out a human function you’d been doing since the day you were born. But when did breathing get so difficult? It wasn’t like you were trying not to—of course not, that’d be anything but productive—but it was as if the air in your lungs was trapped when you lifted your gaze up, realising just how close the piercer was to your face.

Seo Changbin was his name, and oh was he handsome. Pitch black hair that resembled an outgrown undercut looked painfully good on him, and the fitted black top that clung to his biceps had you practically drooling. That alone was all too much, sending you into a downward spiral of not knowing how to react to such a blatantly attractive man, but the tattoos that snaked around his tan skin, marking up every inch of his body had you literally speechless.

You noticed the black lines of ink that ended sharply on his collar bones, and the flashes of colour that stood out brightly on his forearm, exposed from where he had pulled his sleeves up. Unusually, your figures twitched in your lap making you grasp your hands together silently. They were almost tickled, moved by the sudden urge to gently run over his skin and learn the story of each piece of art, no matter how silly or small.

Face only inches away from your own, he tilted his head to the side while letting out a small breath. The feeling of it brushing ever so slightly against your neck make you flush with heat, and you were sure he could feel how hot your ears were. “Mhm, just like that. You’re doing so good.”

Suddenly, you felt your insides twist and mind blank. If his appearance hadn’t distracted you enough, you were now completely gone. The praise went straight to your head and made you almost dizzy with pleasure, but you swallowed down the overwhelming feeling, instead smiling bashfully as he explained what would happen. “I’ve already marked out where the piercing needs to go, all I’ve got to do is slide the needle in and get you some pretty jewellery. Sound okay?” His voice was gravelly, you’d noticed, yet agonisingly hypnotising and you were almost desperate to hear more from him.

“Perfect.” You breathed out, flustered expression bringing a smirk to his face while a chuckle escaped from his throat. And there it was again—that deep, rough sound leaving his soft lips and sending you reeling.

Grabbing the equipment needed and presumably the antiseptic to wipe it down with, he turned to face you while you patiently sat waiting for him to start. “It's been a while since I’ve had an adult come in for their earlobe piercings, you know.” He stated, and you nodded bashfully while averting your eyes to your shoes, kicking your feet up and down.

“I used to be really scared of needles, and the waiting period was a pain, too.” You explained, taking in a deep breath before looking back up to meet his gaze, “But now I have no fear of needles, nothing to lose, and a close friend who said you were a trusty piercer.” You giggled, the image of Chaeyoung flashing through your head as you pictured both her piercings and tattoos, both being partially done by the man in front of you.

His arms flexed as he reached for the stool between his legs, dragging it closer to you before sitting back down. “I don’t trust your lack of fear,” he began, one of his hands sliding underneath your chin to tilt your head slightly, “you were practically shaking when I was marking out where they’d go. If you really are nervous, just let me know. I’ll help you”

He’d help you. Seo Changbin, your new favourite piercer and tattoo artist, would help you if you were nervous. But were you? Was that why your hands felt clammy and your head felt as though your world was slowly disappearing because the only thing you could focus on was him, or was it because you were scared of the piercing most of your friends got when they just were four.

“Is it too early to ask for help now?”

“Not at all.”

Within seconds a large jumper was in your hands, the black material soft and thick and heavenly smelling. You recognised the scent from just inches away from your face; the jumper was most definitely Changbin’s, not that you were complaining in any way shape or form.

Pressing the end of the needle onto the skin of your earlobe, the man began to speak, grabbing your attention. “I’m going to go now, okay? Squeeze onto the jumper if you get too nervous or if it’s painful.” He instructed you, eyes serious as he explained every detail as precisely as he could. “3, 2, 1-“

Only a small squeak escaped your lips as you felt a pinch at your ear. It was over in a second, the build up much worse than the actual event, and the comedown even calmer. You couldn’t help the beam that brightened your face as you looked at him, who had pulled away once inserting and fastening the earring into place. “There we go, Pretty.”

The compliment made your face heat up, and soon he was wearing the same wide smile you were just moments before. Not giving you the chance to ponder on his words or catch onto just how teasing he had become, he swiftly moved onto the next ear, pulling your chin just slightly closer to his face than previously. “You ready?”

You nodded.

“3, 2-“

This time, Changbin hadn’t even given you the chance to get to one before sliding the needle through the skin, creating a smooth and clean home while also enticing a gasp from your lips. “Didn’t even let me finish counting.” You commented, snarky pout present on your lips, and he didn’t find it anything other than adorable. Ignoring your annoyance and instead finishing up the piercing, he pulled back away from you as soon as he’d slid the backing on the jewellery.

You had chosen a simple pair of studs in your favourite colour, the little gem inside making the accessory, and your eyes, pop. “You’ll love it, you look amazing.” He said, small and quiet yet sending your heart racing. “Here’s a mirror, take a look.”

You loved the way they looked, and while you were not a self obsessed person, you had to admit he was right. Seo Changbin had made you look pretty with something as simple as a piercing. Just capturing a glimpse of him in the mirror, you acknowledged the softness on his face, how his eyebrows were relaxed and his lips twitched up into a calm grin. “You did amazing, Changbin. Seriously, thank you so much.” You exclaimed, turning to him with your lips tight together.

“I’d happily do another piercing for you, and I might even let you get something small done for free if your Chaeyoung’s friend. You should come together.” He rubbed the back of his neck as he spoke, eyes occasionally flickering to the floor as though he really was nervous. In a selfish way, you hoped he was. It was less humiliating for you if you weren't the only one who felt that way. “I really can’t thank you enough.” You admitted, hands rubbing up and down your thighs as you took in his expression.

“I can think of one.” He uttered, grabbing your total focus. “Hm?”

“Let me take you out for a meal?”

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a neo a day keeps the feelings at bay [15/∞]

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can i just say how insanely jealous i am of hyuna and dawns rings…

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hi mae ! yayaya 4k on the felix fic ! did you see skzs new youtube video ? everyone thinks there’s gonna be a skz comeback this month because of the hats and RED HAIR HYUNJIN AHH HAPPY BUT DEADHAIRRACHAA !! interested to see what’s in store ! and happy lunar new year if you celebrate it !! <//3

yesss 4k and hopefully a few more tonight!! THE NEW VIDEO GOD YES THE HATS pls just… put them in bucket hats and wigs in the future i love my skz but the berets need to go ㅠㅠ i rlly hope the comeback is soon i’m anticipating it lots but mainly red hyune… i don’t think i’ll survive you will never see me write sm for one person if it’s true. but did u see lino pics from his recent bubble??? his purple faded and the lilac is 😵‍💫😵‍💫 so pretty i kind of want him to go blond…

also happy lunar new year for u too!!! i hope u had fun if u celebrated <3

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okay ! we’re at 4k for the redone felix fic so far and it’s so much better thank the lord