I Want Whatever the Fuck Nomin Has So Badly
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I Want Whatever the Fuck Nomin Has So Badly
anything you ask. (xiaojun/yuta)
REQUEST (closed, sorry!) from anon: “Would you be willing to write some Xiaojun x Yuta smut? like them during universe promotions era.” | It’s been a year since that now-viral video was posted online, and a lot has changed between Dejun and Yuta. Some things, though, have remained the same.
Characters: Xiaojun, Yuta, some of the other neos
Genre: oneshot, smut, canon/idol au
Warnings: overstimulation, bondage, dejun cries, d/s themes/undertones (dom yuta, sub dejun)
Rating: Explicit
Length: 4k
Dejun isn’t a coward.
Unless hiding from your groupmate so you don’t have to confront the consequences of your own actions counts as cowardice. Then, yeah, maybe Dejun is a little bit of a coward.
In his defense, the member in question is Yuta, who’s like maybe the third most terrifying to Dejun after Kun and Johnny (Kun because he’s proven himself quite capable of channeling the violence of all their mothers’ ass-whoopings combined when he’s pissed; Johnny because he’s tall and loud and handsome). It’s not physical violence, however, that Dejun fears from Yuta. No, it’s simply the sheer psychic damage of dealing with him when he gets in a mood.
The fact that Dejun put him in that mood should have nothing to do with it.
(Right?)
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happy birthday, jungwoo! ♡🐶 (98.02.19)
this convo that op and jaemin had yesterday on the fansign video call made me soft to the core ㅠ op apologized for not giving them a win that day and he said that it's alright and that czennies gave them so much strength and that we got them all the trophies from the broadcast station for a week. so it's alright for him.
the tone of his voice and the way his eyes soften when he heard op apologize is just— 🥲🥲🥲 do you see why i respect and love him sooo much?
( cr. dyjm_rabbits )
not to be the epitome of cringe but todays events have inspired me to FUCK IT I’m gonna write a nomin twitch streamers AU
something about these haechan tweets that make me bang my head on a wall.
fav jaemin outfits (41/?)
jaemin carrying the weight of the dreamies on his shoulders
into the woods (doyoung/jungwoo)
REQUEST (closed, sorry!) from anon: “Hello there! May I request a Doyoung/member angst+fluff? I’m not particular on the member.” | Doyoung and Jungwoo have been best friends since childhood, and as they grew older, their friendship became something different. But where they’re from, no one wants to see two boys in love.
(hi to my networks! i skimmed everyone’s rules re: homophobia, and tagged the nets that seemed to be ok with it. if its not ok, please disregard & send me a ping so i know for the future! ty!)
Characters: Doyoung, Jungwoo
Genre: oneshot, magical au, angst, fluff
Warnings: heavy discussions of homophobia, q slur, bittersweet ending
Rating: Teen & Up
Length: 3.4k
“Keep up!” The girl raises her gaze from the uneven forest floor, and immediately stumbles over a root. “We’re almost there!”
She pushes past a thick clump of undergrowth, chasing her friends’ footfalls, and bursts into the clearing where the rest of them have gathered, some already seated, spreading out blankets and unpacking snacks. She sighs in relief. Her feet ache and the warmth of summer has made her skin sticky. She drops to the ground, unrolling a blanket and lying back on it, water bottle in hand.
“Look there.” She cracks an eye open; the eldest among them is pointing a little ways off, at a tall tree rising up over the little hills and smaller, scrubbier trees separating it from their clearing. “See that tree?” Everyone nods. “I heard a story about it. It’s actually two trees, planted so close their trunks and branches touch.”
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