Lalisa Manoban; March 27th 1997 Main Dancer & Lead Rapper Of Blackpink

Love In Silence

Requested: Taeyong + ”I just wanted to hear your voice”

Genre: Neighbor AU | Angst, Fluff

Word Count: 1.6k

Summary: You meet Taeyong after you move in next door, an indescribable and strong feeling connecting you together that you only let yourself fall into through little words and small touches. If only Taeyong had met you before he married someone else…

taeyong got married 2 years ago

and he was so in love

being a newlywed was a whirlwind of emotions; from elatedness to content to domesticity 

he thought his life was complete, that he could live peacefully knowing that everything he ever dreamed and hoped of was finally his

then, he met you

and he realized he didn’t have everything he wanted

because he didn’t have you

you started out as just a new neighbor 

you knocked on his door one sunny saturday morning, an apple pie balanced on your hands and a small smile on your face as you greeted him and his wife

you sat on his couch, back straight and hands now cupping a warm cup of tea

you got along great with his wife

and you got along great with taeyong, too

from the first meeting, there was something about him that made your eyes veer off of his spouse and glance at him

he was not only comforting, despite his sharp features and even sharper stare, but also enticing and warm

you came over for dinner that same night, taeyong’s wife absolutely demanding it since you’re new to town and “shouldn’t spend your first meal in a new town alone!”

enjoying the delicious cooking was hard when your mind was only thinking of your male neighbor

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this made me cry holy shit its so good

okay goodbye im in my feels

pussy blocked.

Y/N’s unofficial guide on how to be a heartbreaker:

1. have fun. 2. never stay the night. 3. always be the first one to leave. 4. never hook up with the same person twice. 5. don’t fall in love with boys like lee jeno.

pairing :: lee jeno x reader genre :: angst, comedy, fluff ⋮ fuckboy/girl + college au word count :: 31,360 words warnings :: y/n has a breakdown at one point, dick jokes, sexual innuendos, implied sex but it’s like a romcom movie where we skip to the morning after because i don’t write about places where the sun doesn’t shine, and of course it’s not a luvdsc fic without a whole bunch of mutual pining playlist :: break my heart (hey violet) ⋆ lowkey (niki) ⋆ pancakes (lany) ⋆ i left a party for you (pilar victoria) ⋆ blurry (jp saxe) ⋆ slow (shy martin) ⋆ we’re fucked, it’s fine (jeremy zucker) ⋆ happiness (taylor swift) ⋆ this is how you fall in love (jeremy zucker & chelsea cutler) + extended playlist here. author’s note :: this is me putting my biggest fears on blast :’) ty to ti @m88n, steph @aqiaquas, tk god @eggyukhei, and lana @choerrypuffs for being my biggest cheerleaders !!! and especially to @wincore​ thank you for listening to all my incoherent ramblings and ideas and accepting it all within an hour of us starting to talk LOL ily moon ♡

i. the devil wears leather jackets.

“Thoughts on leather jackets?”

Yeeun hoists herself onto the scratched counter of the tiny bathroom, cheap neon strips of flashing lights pasted around the edges of the ceiling and the booming bass of the music barely muffled by the closed door. She swings her legs, the heels of her boots banging lightly against the cabinet beneath her.

“They’re cute. Why? Don’t you already have like, three of them?” Your fingers curl around the lip gloss your best friend offers to you. You thank her before you lean forward, uncapping the makeup and spreading an even, glossy coat over your lips.

“Not on me!” She taps her manicured fingers against her thigh rhythmically. “Actually, maybe on me. There’s a really good sale going on at Madewell right now. Maybe I’ll get one.”

“Another night of drunk retail therapy?” You pucker your lips, angling your face slightly to check that you had applied enough of the shimmery gloss. You quickly adjust the satin white crop top you have on that makes your boobs look phenomenal. Perfect. It’s the first party of your final year at university, and you would very much like to start it off with a bang and leave with a cute guy tonight.

“Sober me will thank me tomorrow.” She waves her hand dismissively before taking back the gloss from you and shoving it unceremoniously into her bra (because one hand holding a purse means one less hand holding a drink) before pushing herself off from her counter perch. “Anyway, you’re missing the point! What do you think of boys in leather jackets?”

You narrow your eyes at her, scrutinizing her fidgeting figure through the mirror. “Alright, spill it. Who’s this about?”

“I overheard Mark telling Yukhei that Jeno was asking about you.”

You temporarily pause in place, horror flashbacks already playing like a montage at the mention of him, before facing your friend, who’s already looking at you expectantly. “Did he say why?”

“Who knows? He started throwing up on Yukhei’s shoes, so I had to move away from the target zone.”

You wince at that. Poor Mark was always a lightweight and yet, he always accepts whatever drink Donghyuck hands him. And the latter always mixes concoctions with cheap vodka making up at least 40% of the contents.

“Isn’t this exciting though? The Lee Jeno is interested in you,” she squeals, grabbing onto your arm excitedly.

“I’ve been there. Freshman year, two minutes and beard burn. Literally, the worst experience of my life. Zero out of ten, no stars on Yelp, would swipe left on Tinder, maybe even report him to save other people from the horror.”

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Right Person, Wrong Time | Huang Renjun

Pairing: Huang Renjun x Reader

Summary: Your high school sweetheart is back in town for one night only. He wants to get back together, but your heart is already taken…

Genre: Angst

Word count: 1.4k

Gif: @shuuvee​

“Look, you better get off your arse and start serving some customers or I’m out, girl,” Irene laughs.

She pulls a puffer jacket over her ‘Bo’s Burger’s’ T-shirt. She’s your only friend – but not for long it seems. The icy December breeze rattles around the battered burger van.

“Alright, Irene, jeez…”

Just then, you peer out of the van’s window and freeze. Your hand smacks silently against your mouth. “Renjun,” you whisper.

“Who’s Renjun?” Irene says, raising one perfect brow at you.

“Come on, Rene! Drop dead gorgeous Renjun – my first and only love Renjun – stupid, perfect, left me to go back to bloody China Renjun!”

Just then, Renjun turns his head. “What am I supposed to do?” you whisper, shaking Irene’s wrists in desperation.  

“Honestly, girl! Act natural for once.”

You don’t even have time to curse Irene for her useless advice. Renjun is already gazing expectantly up at you.

Your breath sticks in your throat.

This isn’t the schoolboy you loved. This is a young man, icy rose hair slicked back in the latest style. An athletic body hides under his snow-dusted Burberry coat.

“W-welcome to Bo’s burgers. May I take your order?” You choke out. Behind you, you hear Irene whisper, “I didn’t mean pretend not to know him natural!”

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requested! it’s a bit short, but i hope you enjoy <3

jaemin sighed in bliss as the bitter taste of coffee reached his mouth. on a cold day where he was swamped with classes, an iced black coffee with an excessive amount of espresso was just what he needed. the strong and overly caffeinated drink was the only thing getting him through the long day. while he sat at a table by himself in the coffee shop, watching his fellow university students through the large windows of the café, his day had instantly gotten just a bit better. however, the sound of your voice nearly skyrocketed his mood; as it always did when you were around. 

“hey, jaem,” you softly greeted, sitting across from him at the small table. his eyes sparkled in the winter sunlight, the whiteness of the snow outside lighting up his face in an angelic way. the darkness of the coffee in his hand made him glow even more in contrast to his skin. he smiled, leaning back in his chair as he looked at you.

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jaemin (he still is my bias rip)

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

𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 - lee taeyong. for @lebrookestore || love letters pt.1

type: enemies to lovers!au, highschool!au, childhood friends!au

synopsis: the door closes. a click. a turn of a key in the lock. and you’re locked in the storeroom with lee taeyong, your sworn enemy of… how many years again?

taglist: @lebrookestore ; send a dm or an ask to be added to the taglist for love letters.

wc: 1k

“what?” you hiss angrily at your classmate, who’s currently trying to shove a box of gym equipment into your hands forcefully.

“oh, come on. i’m asking you to go and return the stuff with taeyong— it’s not like i’m asking you to marry him!” doyoung rolls his eyes, flashing the prefect badge pinned to the front of his robes at you, “besides, i have prefect duty. fair you well, my lady y/n!”

“i hate him and we both know it!” he doesn’t even turn at the sound of your voice, merely jogging over to join donghyuck outside the gym and walking away together.

fine. fine, you should’ve known from the beginning that he wouldn’t be a good friend. sighing, you pick the box up and set off towards the PE storeroom, totally looking forward to crossing paths with lee taeyong.

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@thotxuxi asked: favorite hair color + wayv? 

insp

might fuck around and snatch taeyongs fiancé

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Maternity kits, medical threads and scissors, water testing kits, anesthetics, mobile desalination units, etc do you see the pattern? Israel is not only starving the people of Gaza but it also wants to ensure the spread of disease through contaminated water and surgical tools, as well as ensuring injured Palestinians suffer through horrendous pain.

It's beyond sickening.

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₍🌺₎ ..⃗. あなたは特別です、あなたは花の花びらのようにユニークです

Translation: You are special, you are unique like a flower petals!

[🍥] あなたは大丈夫でしょう。 心配しないでください ˀˀˀ ↷ ⋯ ♡ᵎ 

Translation: You’ill be fine. Please don’t worry.

.˚ ₍🗒₎ ꒰ 詩に生きる ꒱ ↷ ⋯ あなた自身と一緒に患者になってください!

Translation: Living in poetry; be patient with yourself!

{🍣 *:･ スマイル }  . .⃗ .   🍓 🌹 花やイチゴ ˀˀ

Translation: Smile; Flowers and strawberries