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i touched a vase | huang renjun.

pairing: potter!renjun x florist!reader 

synopsis: Your relationship with Renjun was strictly professional, albeit amicable. He would create beautiful ceramic vases that you’d commission for your display, and you supplied him with a collection of seeds he’d use to grow his own personal garden in his balcony. Renjun always felt like you two were walking around a glass vase that would break with a single wrong step, but sometimes he feels like he needs to make that first step into finally knocking it over. 

genre: romance, some levels of angst, magical realism, soulmates

wc: 7.4k

cw: slight mentions of familial death

a/n: idk man in japan vocaloid’s sort of having a revival and i’ve realized how creative a lot of these songs are. so i have to give a shoutout to balloon/suda keina for creating “i touched a vase.” he makes beautiful music. also “flos”. the first thing i described when i listened to both songs was “oh man it’s such a renjun song” so this fic was born. 

The place that Renjun feels at ease the most is his studio. The low hums of the pottery wheels reverberated across the vast emptiness of his four white walls as he continued to shape his recent work. A string of sighs escaped his lips as he continued to dirty his fingernails with the smooth batter of clay. He’s shaped a myriad of ceramics, but his fingers can never be satisfied. Did he put too much clay? Was it not enough? Is the shape suitable for the design he thought of painting?

He was always a perfectionist—even more so after meeting you.

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Warnings: swearing and Jaemin being a hot prick??

Word count: 768

Pairing: Na Jaemin x reader (f)

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You and your best friend were currently setting each other up on a date with who you think will suit each other the best. You wanted to set her up with someone who was fun, handsome, has a great sense of humour, knows how to treat a woman, so you decided to set her up with a very close friend of yours called Jeno.

However, your best friend was setting you up with the worst person known to man - well technically he wasn’t the worst person in the world, you just unfortunately had a bad encounter with him and then the two of you had become enemies.

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And no, Yuta was definitely not planning to ask you to marry him that way.

» genre: established relationship! au, romance, fluff.

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nct dream; saying i love you

[Mark and Haechan completed with 127]

Renjun: It hits him all at once. A train arriving at a station you long thought was abandoned. A sudden accident on a deserted highway. Renjun was existing happily, quietly, before you came along. Before you brought with you this wave of emotion that threatened to disturb his calm universe. It’s too much, he thinks. It’s too cliche. To be young and in love. He hides it from you–in gentle teasing and subtext. Tucking away his I love you’s in the playful insults he bats towards you with a soft smile. Listen closely and you will hear the words you know are hiding behind the golden browns of his eyes. Lend an ear and you will find the teasing sounds a lot like “I love you” when you’re held tightly in his arms. 

Jeno: He builds a home for you inside of himself. Inside of his heart. And there you reside surrounded by the walls of his love, a blanket of stars overhead twinkling their affections down upon you. “Do you need anything?” He asks, “Do you want anything? Can I help you?” The half-moon crescents of his night brown eyes shine their love and hope upon you in those words. Do you need anything. Do you need anything at all, Jeno will provide. Just say the words. Speak them into his ears, into his soul. He will give you the sun and moon to see you smile. He will pluck the clouds from the sky, pull the stars from the heavens and wrap them up in the warmth of his love for your pleasure. Jeno will do all of this for you, simply because he loves you.

Jaemin: For some love is a gentle whisper on a cool breeze. For others it’s the taste of honey on your lips–sweet and sticky, dripping in the heat of summer. For Jaemin love is a tsunami. He is Poseidon on the seas, riding the torrential waves of the emotions inside of himself. They roil up like a flood in his soul and instead of cowering in fear, he lets it carry him towards you. You are washed in the flood of his love, a sickly sweet shower of affection and words that pour forth from him endlessly. Are you overwhelmed, my love? Does the force of his love and ardour frighten you as the thunder splits the sky? Hold tight to the rigging, the sea will not quell anytime soon. You could withstand the storm–learn to walk with sea legs–or, you could simply slip into the ocean and let him carry you forward on his tide. 

Chenle: Chenle knew it would happen–he knew the feeling was inevitable from the first time your hand grazed against his skin and he felt he could see time eternal in your eyes. He watches you in silence for a moment–soft smile playing over his lips as he contemplates this development. As he readjusts his worldview to take into consideration the weight of his love. And then he allows it. It is a part of him, a part of you, a part of the world you inhabit together and why should he hide it? Why should he not express in words the feeling in his heart. What is so scary about love? Nothing, he thinks, as he speaks those sweet words to you–a smile and a laugh riding the on the waves of his love. 

Jisung: Light on his feet, Jisung dances around the words. An intricately choreographed display of fear and anxiety whirling in your proximity. You watch as he leaps through fences to avoid his feelings, as he bounds across the floor to escape the warm grasp of his love. Yet still it remains, keeping time with him–wrapping its arms around his heart and spinning him ever forwards into the abyss. He worries, oh he worries. What would you say, how do you feel, how would you react? These worries gnaw at him until he makes one mistake–distracted by the proximity of you, by your hand in his. He misses the timing, one fatal misstep, and the whole dance falls apart at his feet. Slip into his arms, join the waltz with him, and watch as the confidence rebuilds and blooms in his soft eyes. He becomes more assured in his steps, and in his love. Wrapping you in it like the soft music you dance to. 

Order Up ◈ z.cl

brought to you by the Neo’clock Past and Future New Years event by @nct-writers

◈⇢ Synopsis: During a busy shift at the Neo Drive-In Diner, your crush from school, Zhong Chenle, and his popular group of friends pull up. They order food, as expected, but Chenle has another request for you.

◈⇢ Genre: Fluff, 1950s AU, high school AU, retro drive-in diner

◈⇢Pairing: High school crush!Chenle x Waitress!reader (fem)

◈⇢ Warnings: many mentions of food

PLEASE NOTE: Per usual with my fics, Tumblr duplicated a paragraph. Please don’t mind it :) thank you!

⇢ [EDIT: it deleted a paragraph too D: Tumblr, apologize >:(]

◈⇢ WC: 1.6k words

“Order up!”

Sighing at the call of yet another order, you adjust your pink roller skates before gliding over to the counter to collect the finished order from one of the cooks who’s clearly had a long shift, as you could tell from the tone of his voice. Through the noises of the busy kitchen with burgers grilling, french fries sizzling, and fellow carhop waitresses skating back and forth from inside the kitchen to the vehicles parked outside, you could still make out the lyrics to Elvis Presley’s Jailhouse Rock playing from the speakers.

“I sure would be delighted with your company,” you sing along, “Come on ‘n do the Jailhouse Rock with me.”

“Y/n! Hurry up already!” You jump at the sound of the head waitress’ voice, interrupting your mini sing-along. Straightening your posture, you say, “Yes ma’am.”

Balancing two trays of food on your left arm, you read the written order in your right. Light blue Ford Thunderbird, 2 bacon cheeseburger meals, 2 strawberry milkshakes. You skate out the door, careful not to drop the trays of food, and pass by a row of cars until you see the light blue convertible the meals belonged to. Displaying your brightest smile and cheeriest voice, you stop at the side of the car and read, “Two bacon cheeseburger meals with a pair of strawberry milkshakes?”

The older couple in the vehicle nodded their heads. “That’s us,” the man in the driver’s seat stated. You pass over their meals and napkins, collect the money, and wish them a good meal before heading back into the kitchen.

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Concept: Jaemin makes his highly anticipated return from hiatus as a healthy, chubby baby (from virtually no exercise) and we all shower him with nothing but love and support (’:

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