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[thoradvice]

you are so much more than that failed test. that interview gone wrong, your relapse, the missed opportunities, the words you wish you could take back. you are not your mistakes. you're a person who's trying. there are so many opportunities to make things right. you'll get there, even if it takes a few more tries.

[jaehyukiee]

dont lie to yourself and reblog this with your first nct bias

[nctdream]

NCT U: Hockey Cards (90s Love Ver.)

[strawberiemark]

a grumble escapes your lips when you felt jaehyun wrap his arms around your waist, pulling you to his chest.

"good morning, baby," his voice was deep yet soft, it makes you fall in love with him all over again. you wanted to kiss him on the lips, but you can't.

your head felt heavy while everything around you was a blur. when you checked the weather forecast last night, they said it was going to be hot the whole day, but why were you feeling so cold?

you snuggle your body against your boyfriend's chest.

"jaehyun, i don't feel good," your voice came out muffled, but jaehyun understood what you were saying.

his soft hands going up to brush your hair, placing the palm of his hands on your forehead– that was when he felt how high your temperature was.

a sudden sneeze left you, making you whine in discomfort.

"i'll make you soup, okay?" he says, leaning down to press his lips on your forehead. "go get some sleep, i'll be back soon."

just as he was about to leave the shared bed, you had tug on his wrist.

"i'm cold," you whine, cuddling against the bedsheets, "it's so cold, jaehyun, i need you stay here with me."

you liked it when he babied you.

jaehyun chuckles at how adorable you were, he pulls his wrist away from your hand, holding it in his. his thumb softly stroking the back of your hands.

"i'll be back soon before you know it, babe," he replies, "i just need to get you some meds real quick,"

a huff leaves your lips, ripping your hands from his, "fine," you sulk, "but you better hurry, i don't like being alone," you pout.

[ytphobia-deactivated20210908]

prayers are great but here are organisations you can support and donate to after the explosion in beirut, lebanon. as of right now august 4th 2020, 10 bodies have been recovered and hundreds are injured, and entire neighbourhoods including hospitals have been destroyed. we’re already in an economic crisis and famine on top of covid and our government, as usual, has done and is doing nothing to help us, much less the refugees. we still don’t know what or who set off the explosion. we have 1.5 million syrian refugees and 300k palestinian refugees who also need help.

- save the children lebanon

- muslim aid lebanon

- bassma: donations go to help families pay for health care, food boxes, clothing, education and tutoring

- anera: donate to syrian and palestinian refugee camps in lebanon

- lebanese food bank

- association najdeh for female palestinian refugees in lebanon

- lebanese red cross

- penny appeal lebanon, help buy food for children and families

- islamic relief usa / islamic relief canada

- basmeh and zeitooneh: learn about the social and economic crisis + donate here

- jusoor syria, refugee education program in lebanon

- help lebanon carrd with a few more ressources + overall petitions

if you know of any dependable and official charities/ngos in lebanon please reblog and i will add them onto this post as well.

[sunny-jaes]

better days are coming

[daisyprayers]

Experiencing burnout in an area you love doesn’t mean you are no longer passionate about that thing, or are any less good at it. It’s often an indication that there are other parts of your life that need your care. A garden looks most beautiful when every flower is watered, and you deserve to nourish yourself in the same way. You will flourish again.

[dreamieofu]

boyfriend!hyuck

loves to tease you, plays with your ears

always has one hand on you, if it’s on your thigh, lightly on your back, resting on your ass, holding your hand, one hand is always on you

likes to walk along side you with his hand slightly gripping th back of your neck

gives you kisses all!the!time!

sometimes when you’re telling him about your day, he’ll randomly interrupt you by giving you kisses

but he listens to you very intently

loves to play with your hair also, if its just ends of your hair while you talk, or just stroking your hair while you cuddle

likes to be the little spoon

even though he’s all dominant and “wears the big boy pants” in the relationship, he likes to be held like a baby

his favourite types of kisses are the more passionate ones, where he can feel how nervous you are bc of his touch

likes to act all cutesy with you, you talk to each other kinda like in a?baby?tone sometimes haha

“why is baby the angry one?” whenever he teases you a bit too much and you get annoyed

but eventually smile bc he’s just so darn cute

likes dates to the park, where you’re in open space and he can run around and shout about how much he loves you

likes to take candid photos of you, when youre sleeping in his arms, when youre on the sofa on your phone, while you eat

a whole album on his phone of you, so he can look at them when he misses you

likes dates like netflix and chill in your bedroom

especially if it comes with the chill part

likes when you also play with his hair, tiny like stokes while his head is resting on your lap

really treats you well, always pays dinner

overall a sweetheart and tells you he loves you almost every day

[winetae]

i understand that not everyone can donate rn even if they really wanted to. i myself am currently unemployed and cannot donate much more than i already have atm !! not donating is okay - pls don’t feel guilty if you do not have the means to do so.

if donating is not a possibility right now, ive found this 1 hour video you can watch on youtube where all proceeds from the ad revenue will go to an organization to help the cause (more info in the video’s description). op has compiled songs and art from Black artists to listen to. you can leave it on to play in the background or plug in earphones and go about your business as usual. it can’t get more simple than that.

as a fandom that’s known to mass stream, it would be amazing if you could channel that energy into watching this video !!!!!

[xkclass]

here's a link to a carrd compiling ways you can support the black lives matter movement (made by twt user @dehyedration)

other than listing petitions, places to donate, and where to call/text, it also compiles resources such as threads debunking misinfo, education on black history, and information for protestors. it's being updated regularly

[babyflossy]

[23:45]

as soon as you found out haechan still curated playlists on a beaten ipod, you had laughed at him for days; poking fun at old fashioned it was considering he always had the lastest iphone anyway. but now, sat in the hoodie you had forgotten to return after he pulled over your shivering form, you regretted everytime you had ever playfully insulted him.

when you were back in your warm bedroom you had discarded his hoodie, chucking it over the chair that sat at your desk, too full of other clothing pieces to even sit on anymore. as the soft material planted itself over the arm, something shiny and silver clattered to the ground. 

for a heart-stopping moment, you thought the object was your phone, shattered screens and large repair bills floating through your thoughts. your phone was still clutched safely in your hands, however. was it haechan’s phone? you swore you remember him holding it whilst he waved you away earlier.

upon further inspection, the little gliting object turned out to be the god-forsaken ipod touch that was the brunt of so many inside jokes. you picked it up, flipping it over in your hands before jumping on your bed, planning to text haechan to tell him he had forgotten to take it out his pockets. 

as you unlocked your phone, however, your curiosity got the better of you. does it have a password? you wondered, already reaching for it again. a smirk overtook your face when you discovered it was unprotected from you, the homescreen coming into view a mere second later.

immediately, you flicked through the apps to find his music, hoping to find some embarassing secret love to exploit. your heart stopped for the second time since you returned home when the most recently played playlist was simply name y/n.

y/n? haechan had a playlist named after you? momentarily, you thought about if it was a good idea to look at it. was it invading his privacy too much? would he be angry at you? 

eventually, you bargained that haechan had shared his most embarassing moments with you, his deepest fears that only you knew about. this wouldn’t ruin your friendship, surely.

your thumb hovered over the playlist for a few moments before tapping on it, an extensive list of songs replacing the homescreen. you scrolled down, scanning the titles. most of them you didn’t recognise; haechan had always boasted his unique ability for finding music before you. the few that you did recognise, however, made your eyebrows crease in confusion.

love song after love song met your eyes. all of them soft, sappy and sentimental. tears started to gather in your eyes, vision blurring as you thought about what this meant.

did this mean he felt the same way? did his heart beat faster whenver your hands would brush as you walked side-by-side? did his smile widen only when your texts popped up on his screen? did he fall asleep to the thought of how you looked so carefree and happy in the warm summer afternoons your spent sitting on the beach, waiting for the sunset?

without another thought, your fingers unlocked your phone and tapped on haechan’s contact name, the ringing sound jarring against the soft notes of the music.

“you saw me a half hour ago, princess. miss me already?” the smirk in his voice was teasing and you could picture exactly how he probably looked right now. laying on his bed, hair messed up from the hat he was wearing, lazy smile on his face.

“i, uh, i have your hoodie. and your ipod.”

for a second he didn’t say anything, then he seemed to process the background music, the distinct notes of the songs he compiled for you. “did you look in it?”

“yeah. i’m sorry if you didn’t want me to–”

the deep breath you took in could be heard over the phone line and haechan prepared for you to reject him, to say this had ruined your friendship, to say you wouldn’t be able to look at him the same way. “haechan i like you too.”

“no don’t worry. um– i’m sorry if this makes things weird,” his words were rushed and jumbled and you knew the smile would have fallen off his face now, most likely replaced by the frown he pulled whenever he was upset. “this isn’t how i wanted you to find out– we could forget about this if you wanted–”

“you do?”

“yeah, dummy. this playlist is ridiculously sappy, but i love it.”

“uh, you’re welcome? i guess?”

“i still think you’re stupid for using an ipod, though.”

“hey–”

a/n: trying a new format i guess? let me know if you like it or not?

[jaehyunsfashionevaluation]

[sunny-jaes]

right here, right now

genre: fluff, so much fluff; implied smut at the end

words: 776

summary: taeyong, in the confines of his bedroom, finds the perfect opportunity to tell you just how much he loves you by asking you the one question he’s been meaning to ask you.

the music that’s playing softly on taeyong’s computer spills into the room, but it’s only barely able to drown out the soft sighs that escape your lips. you and taeyong are on the edge of his bed: he has you on his lap pressing soft kisses into the exposed skin of your neck while your arms draped over him. he worshipped your body, feeling every part he could touch. his lips make their way to capture yours again in a deep kiss that makes you comb your fingers into his hair.

you only pull away to catch your breath. when your eyes meet taeyong’s, he shoots you a bashful smile. 

“i love you,” you tell him.

one of your hands move down from his hair to cup his face, and you let your fingers trace over the scar under his eye. he doesn’t flinch, instead he leans instinctively into your touch, closing his eyes. there’s a stillness that falls upon the two of you as you stay like this—so close to each other and so intimate.

“i love you more.” he whispers finally, his eyelids fluttering open to stare at you earnestly.

you don’t say anything and instead you just peck his lips. the room is quiet all of a sudden as the song that was playing came to an end. taeyong turns to look at his desk where his computer is, and he shifts underneath you, signalling that he was going to turn it off. you peel away from his body and fall onto the mattress unceremoniously.

while he’s tidying up the assortment of things that were on his desk, you settle into a comfortable position to get ready for bed. “could you turn off the lights, babe?” you say, pulling the covers over your body.

“just a second—don’t sleep yet. i have something that i want to give you.” taeyong replies, his back still facing you. 

this piqued your interest in an instant, making you sit up. he climbs back onto bed with one of the markers he uses to decorate his things.

“give me your hand.” he said.

“okay…” you instinctively stick your right hand out, palm facing up.

“no, this one—“

taeyong pulls at your left hand, leaving it hovering over your lap, then he uncaps the marker that he brought with him. without a word, he carefully starts drawing a band around your ring finger. the ink sets instantly, leaving you with a bright orange line on your skin. when he’s done, he puts the cap back on the marker and admires his work.

“what are you doing?” you ask him, completely puzzled.

“i don’t have a ring right now, y/n…” he’s not looking at you, his attention still on your doodled hand. “but at this moment i wish i really did because i want to ask you to stay by my side for the rest of my life.”

oh my god. your breath catches in your throat, and before you could say anything he starts talking again.

“i’m sorry,” he laughs, shaking his head. you can’t help but notice how his voice breaks and it makes you start to cry too; yet he’s one soothing the back of your hand with his thumb.

“this is kind of pathetic—i’m going to ask you in a more special way than this later on, i promise. with an actual ring and flowers and all that. i just really wanted to let you know that… i love you this much. and i can’t think of a better time to tell you that than right now, right here. will you marry me?”

at this point, both of you have tears at the chin, and you’re trembling against his touch. you have never felt more love for him than you did now, overwhelming you completely.

“taeyong,” you choke out. “of course i’ll marry you.”

he crashes his lips together with yours desperately. you kiss him back with as much fervour. each time you try to pull away, he just reels you in for another, and this time you’re giggling uncontrollably from happiness. both of you fall back onto the mattress, his body hovering over yours as he continues to plant sweet kisses all over your face.

“should we tell everyone?” you finally say out loud, still laughing.

taeyong perks up all of a sudden, his eyes wide. “should we? i want to celebrate first, though…”

“lee taeyong!” you slap his shoulder playfully and immediately cover your face in embarrassment, making him chuckle. you feel him lean closer into you.

“let me make love to you,” he whispers lowly into your ear. “we’ll let everyone know in the morning.”

[fairyinaflowercrown-archived]

jaehyun x reader // fluff // 562 words - corporate!au

“I am so sorry I’m late, I have the files and I’m almost done typing up the minutes for the meeting earlier,” you brought out breathlessly as you rushed into your boss’ office. He did not tolerate tardiness and you were aware this was the second time this week. You deposited the folder onto the wide desk and took a deep breath before looking up at Mister Jung Jaehyun. He had been watching you, his eyes twinkling as he played with his watch.

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[sunny-jaes]

i have something to say

[nakamotens]

7DREAM is back ♡

[sluttyten]

2, Yuta + Mark

“Wow, I didn’t realize you were that… Flexible.” + yuta + mark

So I changed the quote just a little bit because I felt it fit the situation I wanted better. Also, it’s not really super smutty, and I’m sorry about that. Also also, I have a warning for this since I know it could be a really negative thing for some people to read so

warning: internalized homophobia

Sometimes when it was really late at night, when their manager or Taeil was asleep for the night or just luckily not there, Yuta and Mark would sneak into each other’s rooms. It started when it was just the two of them in the dorm one night for whatever reason and a wild storm hit the city. Later, both of them accused the other of being scared of the storm and seeking refuge with the other, but the truth was they were both scared and found each other on the sofa.

Ever after, Mark denied that he’d cuddled up to Yuta as they slept together in Mark’s bed, hiding beneath the covers from the storm, but from the way Yuta told it, Mark had clung to him so tightly that the next day there were bruises. But at first neither of them admitted that when they woke in the morning, their faces were right in front of each other’s, lips just centimeters apart, and Mark sporting a good morning erection.

He’d nearly flipped out of bed in his hurry to dive into the bathroom.

But that wasn’t the last time.

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