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MARK LEE / STICKER @ THE MOMENTUM (2025)

ele ja eh delicioso mas fazer o N ja eh dms ne pqp q homem SABOROSO

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notes ; aaaaaand this finally marks the end of ptp (aside from the bonus chaps i’ll make someday) ^^~🎉🎊 i’m happy to finally put an end to this cause it was starting to feel like a chore that i just wanted to get done with at some point rather than something i looked forward to LMAOO but despite that, i’ll also miss logging in on here just to update this and interact with all of you!!! 🥹💗 thank u for all the inbox msgs, rbs, replies and likes and most importantly for sticking around for so long~~

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oh god i can't believe ptp has ended 😭😭😭

r/UberEATS lee haechan smau

u/sakumyaegi・6 hr. ago

i think i'm in love with my uber eats driver :/

⬆ 127 ⬇️ 💬 66

SYNOPSIS⌇when your uber eats driver is as good-looking as he is unpredictable, it's hard not to get curious. one too many oddly charming texts later, and suddenly, you're asking reddit for advice on how to confess to someone who only knows your address and your late-night cravings.

falling for your delivery driver? not on the menu—until now, that is.

PAIRING⌇uber eats driver!haechan x fem!reader

GENRE⌇humour, fluff, college au, strangers to lovers

WARNINGS⌇profanities, suggestive/sex jokes, violent jokes, reader loves her younger brother (sakuya) to bits so she talks about him a lot, haechan is kinda mean at first

STATUS⌇ongoing, updates every tuesday and thursday

TAGLIST⌇open!

NOTES⌇my first time doing a smau! ◝(ᵔᗜᵔ)◜ disclaimer, i've Honestly never used uber eats in my LIFE so forgive me if i make any mistakes bhahah...

(❆⋆.˚) christmas miracle !

august 22nd, 2019

“jaem?” you called out, your voice barely a whisper as your head laid on his chest, listening to his heartbeat among the comfortable silence. he hummed in response, his hand continuing its caresses in your hair. “i don’t think i can do this anymore,” you mumbled, voice on the verge of breaking.

notinha da Sun: eu queria muito um carinha que conheço KKKKKKK Queria muito, mas como eu não posso ter ele, eu escrevo sobre minha experiência, então tá horripilantemente (eu nem sei se essa palavra existe KKKKKK) próximo da realidade que eu vivo, só que obviamente o que eu queria que estivesse acontecendo e não o que tá acontecendo KKKKKKK Por que?? Porque eu sou azarada pra caramba.

Destino é muito filho da puta mesmo, slc 😭

— Por que você tá me olhando desse jeito? — Jeno te olhou todo dengoso, mexendo no seu cabelo enquanto você brincava com o petit gâteau no prato, com um sorriso no rosto.

— É que eu sempre quis isso.

— Eu?

— Também. Eu sempre te quis, idiota — você disse, apertando as bochechas dele. Se virou no banco/sofá do restaurante descolado para onde ele tinha te levado, colocou as pernas por cima das dele e o encarou, deixando de lado o bolinho. E você costumava ser uma grande chocólatra, então trocar chocolate por uma pessoa era uma surpresa e tanto. Mas era o Jeno, o menino por quem você era apaixonada desde o segundo ano do fundamental.

— Eu sou mesmo. Cê me chamou pra sair umas duas vezes e eu não aceitei.

— Bom, a minha insistência trouxe a gente pra esse presente. Então acho que não foi tão ruim assim levar dois foras seus, né? — Jeno ajeitou suas pernas no colo dele e se aproximou devagar para roubar um beijinho seu. Ele sabia, melhor do que ninguém, o quanto você gostava de toque físico. Estava constantemente tocando-o, seja provocando e cutucando sua cintura, seja segurando sua mão mesmo que vocês estivessem numa festinha da sua família conversando com parentes diferentes. Era o seu jeitinho de expressar amor.

— É verdade. Não sei nem como te agradecer. — Você olhou pra ele como se dissesse “sabe sim” e tocou os lábios com o indicador, onde ele depositou um segundo selinho doce — cortesia da garfada de petit gâteau que você o obrigou a provar, mesmo que ele odiasse sair da rotina fitness.

— O que eu tava dizendo é que eu sempre quis essas coisinhas simples de namorados — você admitiu, pegando outro pedaço do doce e ocupando a boca por alguns segundos, enquanto ele te contemplava encantado. Você nunca pensou que algum dia poderia ser tão bem contemplada. Jeno estava ali, te paquerando com o olhar, achando lindo como você se vestia feito uma mocinha, como sorria com frequência e como gostava de fazer coisas inusitadas porque não tivera essa liberdade na infância. Ele gostava de todas as partezinhas de você, e, ainda assim, você se comparava com cada garota que ele cruzava os olhos — mesmo que, na maior parte das vezes, fossem meninas de 16 anos que queriam muito aprender coreano por causa do k-pop.

Você e Jeno trabalhavam juntos. Ele cursava psicologia, enquanto você fazia veterinária. Ele era professor de coreano, e você, recepcionista. Nada a ver com os futuros que vocês queriam, mas era assim que bancavam as faculdades particulares.

Você descobriu, muito tempo depois, que tinham estudado juntos no segundo ano do fundamental. Ele era o garotinho inteligente por quem você era derretida. E você sempre teve a convicção de que tentaria alguma coisa com ele se ele reaparecesse na sua vida. Dizia por dizer, mas olha só — o destino realmente não brinca com a gente.

A verdade é que ele te enrolou, te enrolou pra caramba. E, num dia aleatório das férias de final de ano, te convidou para um encontro. Segurou sua mão de repente, e você sentiu que poderia desmaiar a qualquer momento. Felizmente, não desmaiou quando ele te beijou no carro da mãe dele, na frente da sua casa — porque ele claramente não tinha amor à vida.

Mas você tinha. Tinha muito amor à vida dele.

— Eu sempre fantasiei como seria ficar conversando sobre tudo enquanto o meu namorado me olha desse jeito que você tá me olhando. Era tipo meu sonho — você sorriu, escondendo o rosto com as mãos. — Eu sei, é coisa de menininha, mas você precisa saber.

— Para. Desse jeito vou te beijar a todo momento. Cê é muito adorável — ele disse, capturando seu rosto e te beijando de novo.

— Eu não vou achar ruim. Ai, meu Deus, que bom que você levou um pé na bunda da sua ex. — Ele riu, escondendo o rosto bonito no seu pescoço.

— Cê gosta da ideia de me ver sofrer?

— Não, é claro que não — você disse, convicta. — Mas gosto da ideia de te consolar com beijinhos.

Eu tô me sentindo um lixo, aceito comentários de consolo KKKKKKKK

quero ser a namoradinha dele 😞

241130 JENO

queria ser a namoradinha dele 😕

ASKING THE DREAMIES (NCT DREAM) TO GO OUT

hyung nct dream! x fem reader!⋆୨୧˚ word count-over 2.k words ⋆୨୧˚

summary-asking nct dream if you can go out⋆୨୧˚

cw- this is part 1!, part 2 is here!, everything is lower case on purpose ⋆୨୧˚

an- hii, this is my series of nct dream scenarios!, jaemin, chenle and jisung are in my part two!, theme inspiration and prompt credits go too-@ohmygs-blog, requests for this series are always open,

MARK⋆୨୧˚

the soft hum of a melody drifted through the apartment as you approached mark. he was seated at his desk, a notebook open in front of him, pencil twirling lazily in his fingers. the guitar resting on his knee had clearly been abandoned for the moment, though the occasional strum suggested he was still thinking about his song.

you hesitated in the doorway, chewing your lip. interrupting mark when he was deep in his creative flow always made you nervous, even though he’d never once complained. as if sensing your presence, he glanced over his shoulder and smiled, his dimples making your heart melt.

“hey, baby,” he said, setting the guitar down and turning his chair to face you fully. “what’s up? you’ve got that look like you’re about to ask me for a big favor.”

you laughed nervously and stepped into the room, playing with the hem of your sweater. “it’s not a big favor. I just… wanted to ask if it’s okay if i go out tonight. the girls invited me, but i don’t have to go if you want me to stay.”

mark blinked at you, his expression softening with a mix of amusement and affection. “why do you always ask like you need my permission? of course, you can go, baby. you don’t have to check in with me.”

“i know, i know,” you replied quickly. “i just feel bad leaving you here by yourself.”

he chuckled, standing up and crossing the room to you. “you’re not leaving me stranded on a deserted island, babe. you’re going out for a few hours. besides,” he added, pulling you into his arms, “i think you deserve a night out baby. you’ve been working so hard lately.”

you melted into his embrace, the tension leaving your shoulders. “are you sure? i don’t want you to feel like i’m ditching you.”

mark leaned back slightly, tilting your chin up so your eyes met his. “i’m sure. the only thing I’ll feel bad about is if my pretty baby doesn’t send me a selfie before she leave. you always look so pretty when you dress up, and i don’t want to miss out.”

you laughed, swatting lightly at his chest. “fine, i’ll send you a picture. but don’t complain if I take too long deciding what to wear.”

“i’d never complain,” he said with a wink. “though if you want some advice, you should wear that little black dress. you know the one.”

“oh, so now you’re giving fashion advice?” you teased.

“just trying to be helpful,” he shot back with a grin. he stepped back, grabbing his guitar again but pausing before sitting. “seriously, though. go out and have fun, okay? don’t overthink it. just text me when you’re there so i know you’re safe.”

you nodded, smiling as warmth spread through your chest. “thanks, markie. you’re the best.”

“i know,” he said, plucking a playful chord on his guitar. “but I’ll be even better if you bring me back dessert.”

“noted,” you replied with a laugh, leaning down to kiss him on the forehead before heading to get ready.

RENJUN⋆୨୧˚

renjun was stretched out on the couch when you found him, a sketchbook balanced on his knees and a pencil in hand. his brows furrowed in concentration as his hand moved deftly across the page. the soft sounds of music floated from the speaker, blending perfectly with the calm atmosphere of your shared space.

you stood there for a moment, just watching him. he looked so peaceful, his focus entirely on the details of his drawing. but you had plans to go out tonight, and you didn’t want to leave without checking in with him.

clearing your throat gently, you walked over and perched on the armrest beside him. renjun glanced up at you, his sharp eyes softening the moment he saw your face.

“my pretty girl,” he smiled as he greeted you, his lips quirking into a small smile. “what’s up? you look like you’re about to ask me something.”

you bit your lip, your fingers fidgeting with the edge of your sweater. “i, uh… i wanted to ask if it’s okay if i go out tonight. the girls invited me, and i figured i’d go, but i don’t want you to feel like i’m leaving you here by yourself.”

renjun tilted his head, a teasing glint in his eyes. “since when do you need my permission to go out pretty?”

you rolled your eyes, a blush creeping up your cheeks. “i don’t need permission, renjun. i just want to make sure you’re okay with it.”

he chuckled softly, setting his sketchbook and pencil aside before turning his full attention to you. “why wouldn’t i be okay with it? you should go have fun with your friends. it’s not like i’ll be sitting here waiting for you to come back,” he added, though the playful smirk on his lips betrayed him.

“uh-huh,” you said, raising an eyebrow. “i know you, renjun. you’ll act all cool and indifferent, but then you’ll text me a hundred times to make sure i’m safe.”

“first of all,” he replied, feigning offense, “i’d text maybe five times, max. and second, can you blame me for caring about my pretty girl?”

you laughed, leaning down to rest your forehead against his. “no, i can’t. and i love that about you. but seriously, are you sure you’re okay with it? i don’t have to go if you want me to stay.”

renjun sighed, his hands finding their way to yours. “you always do this. you act like i’m some overprotective boyfriend who doesn’t want you to have a life outside of me.”

“because sometimes you are,” you teased, earning a mock glare from him.

“okay, fair,” he admitted with a grin. “but this time, i mean it. go out, have fun, and don’t worry about me. i’ll be fine. besides,” he added, leaning back against the couch, “this just gives me more time to work on my art without distractions.”

you narrowed your eyes at him. “distractions?”

“the cute kind,” he clarified quickly, pulling you down into his lap with a laugh. “you’re my favorite distraction, but even i need a break sometimes.”

you giggled, wrapping your arms around his neck. “fine. I’ll go. but you better not forget to text me back when i send you updates.”

“deal,” he said, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. “and don’t forget to send me a picture before you leave. i like knowing what you’re wearing so i can tell you how stunning you look.”

“you’re so cheesy,” you said, though your heart fluttered at his words.

“only for my pretty girl,” he replied, his voice warm and sincere.

with a final kiss, you slipped off his lap and headed to your room to get ready, feeling lighter and more loved than ever.

JENO⋆୨୧˚

the sound of the game controller clicking filled the room as jeno sat cross-legged on the floor, fully engrossed in the match playing out on the tv screen. his posture was relaxed, but his focus was razor sharp, his fingers moving swiftly as he worked to defeat whatever opponent was on the other side of the screen.

you stood by the doorway for a moment, debating how to bring up your plans for the night. jeno wasn’t the type to get overly possessive or upset, but you always liked to check in with him before going out. it wasn’t about asking for permission, it was about the comfort of knowing you were both on the same page.

“hey,” you called softly, stepping into the living room.

jeno paused the game immediately, turning to you with that warm, easy smile of his. “hey baby, what’s up?”

you folded your arms, feeling a little shy under his gaze. “i was just wondering… the girls invited me out tonight, and i think i’m gonna go. is that okay with you?”

his smile didn’t falter, but his head tilted slightly in curiosity. “why wouldn’t it be okay? you don’t need to ask me for stuff like that.”

“i know,” you said quickly, walking over to sit beside him on the floor. “i just, i like to check in with you. make sure you don’t feel like i’m ditching you or anything.”

jeno let out a soft laugh, reaching over to take your hand in his. “you’re so thoughtful, you know that baby? but no, babe, i don’t feel ditched. i want you to have fun.”

“are you sure?” you asked, leaning into his shoulder. “because i can stay if you want me to. we could watch a movie or something instead.”

he shook his head, his hand squeezing yours gently. “no, really, i’m good. besides,” he added, glancing toward the TV, “this is a rematch night with the guys. you know how competitive they get.”

“ah, so you’re busy, too,” you teased, poking his side.

“exactly,” he said, grinning. “so go. have fun with your friends. you deserve a night out.”

you smiled, feeling a wave of warmth spread through you at his easygoing support. “you’re the best, you know that?”

“of course i know that,” he said, leaning in to press a quick kiss to your lips. “but you should still remind me more often.”

laughing, you got to your feet, tugging him up with you. “well, since you’re so perfect, can i ask for one more favor?”

“anything baby,” he said, his expression immediately softening.

“help me pick out what to wear?”

jeno raised an eyebrow, his lips curving into a playful smirk. “oh, you’re really giving me that kind of power, huh?”

“i trust you,” you replied, pulling him toward your room.

he followed you willingly, sitting on the edge of the bed as you started pulling options from your closet. as you held up each outfit,

jeno gave his honest opinion, sometimes teasing, sometimes serious, but always considerate.

when you finally settled on a look, he gave an approving nod. “that one. you look amazing, but not like you’re trying too hard. just… perfect.”

you blushed under his gaze, smoothing your hands over the fabric. “thanks, jeno. i’ll send you a picture before i leave, okay?”

“you better,” he said, pulling you close for another kiss. “and don’t forget to text me when you’re there, when you leave, and when you’re on your way back.”

“anything else, dad?” you teased, though the care in his voice made your heart melt.

he laughed, tapping your nose. “just stay safe, okay baby? i’ll be here when you get back.”

as you grabbed your bag and got ready to head out, you glanced back at jeno one last time. he waved you off with a grin, already settling back into his game.

HAECHAN⋆୨୧˚

the late afternoon sun streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow across the room as you leaned against the kitchen counter, sipping on a glass of iced tea. haechan sat at the table, lazily scrolling through his phone, occasionally humming some tune that was stuck in his head. he looked up at you with a smile when he noticed you were watching him.

“what?” he asked, his tone teasing. “you can’t take your eyes off me, huh?”

you rolled your eyes but couldn’t help the smile tugging at your lips. “something like that,” you replied, setting your glass down.

he raised an eyebrow, leaning forward slightly. “okay, what do you want? that’s your i’m about to ask for something face.”

laughing, you shook your head. “can’t i just look at my boyfriend without an ulterior motive?”

“not when you’re making that face baby,” he quipped, tapping his fingers on the table. “alright, spill it. what’s up?”

you hesitated for a moment, suddenly unsure of how he’d react. “so… the girls are going out tonight, and they want me to come. i thought i’d check in with you first, see how you feel about it.”

haechan blinked, leaning back in his chair as a slow grin spread across his face. “you thought you’d check in with me? what, do i look like the jealous type to you?”

“no,” you said quickly. “but, you know, i just want to make sure you’re cool with it. i don’t want to make you feel like i’m ditching you or anything.”

“ditching me?” he placed a hand over his heart in mock offense. “baby, if anything, you’re giving me the perfect opportunity to miss you.”

you laughed, shaking your head at his dramatic response. “so, you’re okay with it?”

“of course i’m okay with it,” he said, standing up and walking over to you. he leaned against the counter beside you, his hand brushing yours. “but there’s a condition.”

“uh-oh,” you said, narrowing your eyes at him. “what’s the catch?”

“you have to wear that dress,” he said, his tone playful but his eyes warm. “you know, the one i love. and before you go, you have to come show me how stunning you look.”

you raised an eyebrow at him. “oh, is that all?”

“for now,” he said with a wink.

“alright, deal,” you said, crossing your arms. “but i get to make a condition, too.”

“oh, this should be good,” he said, leaning closer. “hit me with it baby.”

“you have to promise to actually eat dinner while i’m gone,” you said, poking his chest. “no skipping meals just because i’m not here to make sure you’re fed.”

haechan pretended to gasp, his hand flying to his chest again. “what do you take me for? i’m a grown man! i can feed myself.”

“uh-huh,” you said, not convinced. “i’ll believe it when i see it.”

he laughed, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you closer. “alright, deal. i’ll send you a picture of my dinner to prove it, and you send me a picture of you looking like the queen you are before you leave. sound fair?”

“fair,” you agreed, resting your hands on his chest.

“and don’t forget to text me when you get there, okay?” he said, his tone softening. “i know i joke around a lot sunshine, but i worry about you when you’re out.”

“i will,” you promised, touched by his sincerity. “And i’ll text you when i’m heading home, too.”

“good,” he said, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead. “now go get ready. you’re about to be the most beautiful girl at that place, and i need to brag to myself about how lucky i am.”

shaking your head at his antics, you pulled away to get dressed. as you left the room, you heard him call out, “don’t forget the dress! it’s non-negotiable!”

you laughed to yourself, feeling a mix of excitement and comfort in knowing that haechan would always have your back, no matter what.

dreamies masterlist here⋆୨୧˚

how not to be a virgin 101 lee donghyuck smau

status: ongoing ?/?/24 — ?/?/? taglist open

this will feature people from the groups of: aespa, nct, the boyz, enhypen, ateez, and le sserafim

i am in no way claiming this is how these people act in real life, the way they are written is simply for the story!

MASTERLIST

characters 01 | characters 02

01 a fresh start

02 better call saul

03 the stupid sex pact

04 party party party

05 up your game

rest tbd ˚　.　౨ৎ ﹒

likes, comments, and reblogs are super appreciated ♡

nerf this! - a lee haechan smau

progamer!haechan x streamer!femreader

in which overwatch streamer yn ln is on a winning streak one night, and sorta kinda ends up killing professional overwatch player lee haechan on stream…multiple times. she didn't even know who he was, let alone that he was super hot?! c'mon, she wouldn't have smoked him THAT hard if she knew!

or

yn starts overwatch beef with haechan accidentally. romance ensues.

warnings .. sexual & violent (?) jokes

status .. 11-13-24 - ?

taglist .. open!

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a lack of communication in your relationship with renjun

a/n: i love writing jaemin as a middle man in these 🤭

fake text m.list ☁︎⋅

⋆₊˚⊹.𖥔 zoom, click, panic !

with your platform growing it's about time you get your own personal camera man! you probably should've put in the job description that the position involved working with a camgirl... maybe then sweet virgin nerd lee donghyuck wouldn't have applied for the job. now he's stuck with you, but he's determined to make it work.

alternatively, hyuck is a photography nerd who needs money for a new cameras and lenses, and you're a camgirl in desperate need of a cameraman.

virgin nerd!hyuck x camgirl!reader

genre : humor , coworkers? to lovers , college au , fluff , suggestive , haechan is an inexperienced LOSER we love to see it

warnings : sex jokes , death jokes, mean ass insults and comments , descriptions of sex and dirty acts , haechans first time seeing pussy irl , reader is open about sex and her body shes hot asf ofc

notes : two of my favorite things put together haechan and nerdy men (and he's a virgin hehe). i'm gonna enjoy this one and write as much flustered hyuck as i can. i'm gonna go with the flow with this one too which is why i'm not putting so much in the genre cause i wanna see how it goes and how i want to develop this plot.

playlist : positions , ariana grande | freak , doja cat | guess , charli xcx | kiss me more , doja cat | flamin' hot lemon , jaehyun | up to you , prettymuch | more than a woman , bee gees | telepatia , kali uchis | all mine , brent faiyaz

status : ongoing , updates x2 a week , tuesdays and thursdays

taglist : open !

⇢ right where you left me

❝ they say that men never forget their first love. the feelings of first true love stays with a man entire life. even after many years whenever he hears her favourite song it reminds him of her. ❞

pairing: jaemin x fem!reader genre: social media au, mutual pining, second chance romance, angst warnings: swearing, jokes about death, mentions of alcohol, drugs, throwing up (typical party behaviour), eating habits, lowkey toxic situationship/friendship, unhealthy relationship, implied emotional cheating, jaemin is a red flag, tba as the fic goes on status: not started started: 19th October 2024 ended: tba update schedule: once a week! (probs on fridays) taglist: open! feel free to send an ask or comment to be added :))

note: after a lot of thought i hereby announce my smau comeback and my heart to you💔 it’s a little different to the smaus i've put out but i hope u guys enjoy this series featuring the album that got me through my first heartbreak LMAO (btw there are a lot of time jumps between chapters and this story is set over the course of like 6-7 months)

chapter 1: now that we don't talk chapter 2: the story of us chapter 3: keeping tabs chapter 4: enemies chapter 5: backburner chapter 6: chapter 7: chapter 8: chapter 9: chapter 10: chapter 11: chapter 12: chapter 13: chapter 14: chapter 15: chapter 16: chapter 17:

more coming soon...