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*huggies!!* would you please send this to the first ten people on your dash? make sure someone gets a hug today, and stay safe 🤍🤍🤍

- elly! <3 (chaand, good morning my beloved 😩💐)

HELP its like 6 in the morning right now so i dont know when this was sent to me- but so sweet im gonna CRY-

hello moon :) my name's moon too hehe but i prefer cel' more <3 how was ur day?

hihi!!! ure named moon too wow :o (i just realised that is a very common name what was i thinking-) cel' sounds so pretty tho...my day is going well, how is yours?..make sure to drink and eat lots!!

The day my wife simps for me is the day I can peacefully die <3

@meraniki hope u have a good shower let’s go on our honeymoon soon

RANDOM NCT ICONS !!

everyone, how is your day going? did you eat yet today? 🥺 and to those who are at school/college or at work, make sure you're taking care of yourself (and if you're not, do try as best as you can!) 💗 OR ELSE i will spiritually come into your home tonight and make you chicken soup 😤 /lh

OH, IS IT THAT TIME OF THE MONTH? (EN—)

DESCRIPTION: in which they are struggling to be accommodating boyfriends for you during that time of the month.

TYPE OF WORK: headcanons.

GENRE: fluff, humour/crack.

PAIRING: enhypen x afab!fem!reader. (separate per member!)

WORD COUNT: 2.9k+ words.

KEYWORDS: (F/S) = Favorite Snack.

WARNINGS: chaotic fluff, mentions and jokes about periods and cramps, talks about stomach rubs, uses of the word ‘uterus’, one mention of sunghoon’s little sister (yeji!), one mention of bubble teas, jay being a smartie pants for one second (/j).

DISCLAIMER: these are only depictions of how i think enhypen would act. although i tried to make it as accurate as i can (in which i think i already failed), this may not be how they act in real life! please do not let this work influence your view on the boys negatively.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: jdsjjdjs guys, elly is back with the trashy and messy headcanons! i hope this silly work can help make you smile or laugh even just a little 🥺 thank you for reading as always, MWAH <3

[ HEESEUNG !! ]

— the chill and 'kinda normal, i guess’ one.

initially gets a little confused when you have mood swings and cravings. since sometimes, you can go from :D to :(

and it makes heeseung himself go from :] to “baby is something wrong :(”

looks like the type who lowkey acts as if saying the word 'period’ out loud will get him jumped or something. (HEESEUNG PLEASE 😭)

“hey, (Y/N). are you… uh… um, what do you call it?”

“a period, hee, we call it a period.”

“a period, yeah, i know what that is. wait what, a period?”

momentarily questions the word itself. a period… that’s a nice choice of word, anyways—.

“it’s ok, i got you, (Y/N) 👌”

will give you stomach rubs if you ask but keeps slipping out a laugh every two minutes while doing it.

if you deadpan at him (because how dare he laughs when you’re suffering 😔 /j), he will playfully say “ok ok i’ll be serious this time” and go back to giving you stomach rubs.

but the grin on his face doesn’t disappear at all, it’s obvious he finds the concept of giving stomach rubs a little amusing.

invites you to play games with him more often to relieve the pain, so no one is allowed to use the consoles for the day!

it’s the heeseung and y/n couple privilege ☝️‼️

but overall, heeseung just puts a lot of effort into inviting you to do things with him so you feel better.

which includes asking you to play games together, go on a relaxing walk, get some warm drinks or maybe even bake together! anything, literally just anything for you.

i feel like he will take pictures of you too when you two spend time together. his line of thought is just “taking care of my baby because she’s not feeling well :(”

and you look so happy, he just wants to keep those pictures of you smiling in his gallery! just a soft bambi taking care of his significant other <3

if you ask him to buy pads, though… cough, coUGH, COUGH, CHOKES.

heeseung: “uhh, how do i do that…”

you: “you go to the aisle? and pick my usual brand?? and go to the counter???”

sounds easier than done, according to lee heeseung himself.

but he gets used to it as time goes, definitely the type to rush out of the aisle as fast as his feet could take him though 😟

Keep reading

Me being through 2 weeks of exams and just starting a new school day after tomorrow:

Jkjk 🙈

Hope u get through all your irl work!! We can get through it together<33

the fact that i have three tests this week, a five min oral presentation for tuesday, and three papers to give in and im still not done with 25% of all of it

i start school again tomorrow *smiling through the pain*

Ryu Kyung Yoon Instagtam Update feat. SEVENTEEN

WOOOO GOO ELLY!!!!

[TEASER] ZEMBLANITY. (PSH)

❝zemblanity (noun); a coincidence that you would rather not know of, the opposite of serendipity.❞ — a part of the '7 days of fright' event organized by our beloved sponsor, enhypenwriters!

SYNOPSIS: In order to have a fresh start, you decided to move into your old house after the death of your parents. However, you weren't expecting to come across the spirit of a boy inside; Park Sunghoon was his name. He was always an enigma, a puzzle that you couldn't fully comprehend but that was what attracted you to him nonetheless. Yet, slowly but surely, you began to notice that things weren't as they seemed — and Park Sunghoon had the exact answers you were looking for.

TYPE OF WORK: fic.

GENRE: mystery, angst, fluff, slight humour/crack.

PAIRING: ghost!park sunghoon x fem!reader.

WORD COUNT: 621 words. (for the teaser, this is not the word count for the full fic!)

WARNINGS: this teaser includes supernatural themes. (full warnings for the story will be placed in the beginning of the fic when it is released!)

COMING OUT ON OCTOBER 30, 2021! — send an ask to be added to the taglist!

You left the light open, Sunghoon noticed. He stood at the top of the stairs, staring at the flickering light bulb down in the basement with his feet barely grazing the floor — a reminder that he was nothing but a mere spectre. Could he even be considered an existence? Sunghoon’s hand hovered over the light switch on the wall; the same place where you had left your touch a while ago.

He could hardly feel it underneath his skin, as if there was an invisible layer that prevented him from leaving his touch on things that weren’t of his world — Snap! — but he could still make his way through. The flickering light faded and the switch was flipped, different from how you had left it. Weird, wasn’t it? He was naught but an apparition. But oh, he wasn’t like the rest of his kind; because Park Sunghoon was a special case.

The house was filled with darkness except for the small rays of moonlight peeking their way through the dusty curtains. Sombre dullness reflected in his eyes, the male let his gaze drift to the side onto your sleeping form on the couch that was a few feet away from the basement door. He could hear your breathing, he could see the way your chest rose and fell with every single breath that you took, he could feel your faint heartbeat.

Park Sunghoon was different from you, far too different… or was he?

He closed his eyes.

Ding dong!

The grandfather clock chimed its haunting melody, a sign that the sun had begun its rise from the east.

Sunghoon always hated the fact that time was merciless towards him. As if it had a mind of its own, time could be as uncanny as it liked and he could do nothing about it. His eyelids were heavy but he lifted them open with a resigned sigh. When Sunghoon looked back, you were already gone and he heard a sharp inhale just right behind him.

“What the—.”

There you were, muttering under your breath with eyes blown wide open. You hurriedly switched on the light in the living room, your hasty steps screeching against the floor — no, you did not recall shutting off the light down in the basement at all.

There was a tint of regret in Sunghoon's mind when he realized that his harmless act earlier had given you quite the scare. It was funny; that you and him were in the same room and yet, the terrified look on your face was different from the nonchalance he displayed.

Sunghoon saw it in your eyes, the fear that slowly began spreading across your dilated pupils.

He didn't know what came upon him — he had only let your name leave his lips as a hushed whisper of longing, “(Y/N).” No, Sunghoon wasn't expecting you to turn around and lock gazes with him with those (E/C) irises of yours.

You took a few steps backwards, hesitance evident in the stutter of your voice. “Wh-who are you!? How did you get in here?” He wasn't expecting you to be able to see him, what was happening? You didn't seem to recognize him… Was it for the better or for the worse? Sunghoon couldn't tell — but for now, he'll play along.

"I live here, actually. Or you can say, haunt, for lack of a better word."

The way Sunghoon spoke of it so calmly had you thinking of so many questions. "I have been here for a long time… maybe too long." He raised his gaze to meet yours, blank eyes silently uttering words that couldn't leave his mouth; And you, you weren't supposed to be here.

thank you for reading.

@ meraniki. all rights reserved. do not repost, plagiarize and translate. likes and reblogs are extremely appreciated!

BABY ATHYYYY <33

SHE TOO GODDAMN CUTE- IM DYING

Sauce: Who Made Me A Princess; Chapter 110

The one who makes me smile always

jaemin for wwdkorea

Hey people, hope everyone is having a great day!!

I was really busy irl for the past month (sorry if I ignored anyone’s tags I literally blocked this site to focus and forgot about it 🥴) and now I’m finally free🤩🤩

I’ll be having a week long Fall/Diwali holiday so I hope to recharge by writing and interacting!!

Once again very sorry if I ghosted anybody but I hope to start posting a lot more on my writing blog @meriyuna and interact with people on this site😋

I’m happy to be back :D

once you are given this award you’re supposed to paste it in the asks of eight people who deserve it, if you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you’re beautiful inside and out 🤍

Aww i just saw this cause I was Mia for the past week( sorry about that hehe) thanks a lot hope u have a great day!!

ohma- this was so cyute tagging: @berriniki @/anyone who wants to do it!!

this is the cutest picrew ever https://picrew.me/image_maker/560486

this was intresting... i got:Magma Writer

Molten rock that still has to surface. You're the perfect mix of fire and earth, and your story shows it, having the best of both worlds. You're the writer that holds fire on their fingertips and kisses their lovers goodbye in the most painful way. You're able to build long stories that burn on the inside. You break the human soul, touching with infinite grace the right cords. You are an artist of the elaborate pain and heavy angst only a constructed and long story can give. If i could see in your eyes, i would be looking at your soul dancing on an unstable floor, flames all around it, to protect it and to forge it. Your love burns hot and infinite inside of you, and sometimes, when it slips out, you're afraid that it could burn too much. But the right people will know how to love you, and every bright tongue of fire your soul is made of. Your stories are the ones that make the world change.

look at this quiz that i found! it's a quiz that lets you know 'what kind of element writer are you?' or just basically what sort of element you are as a writer. (full credits to the creator of the quiz on the website!)

i got: AIR WRITER

Exploring the darkness and light in the human soul is a delight, to you. You don't fear writing about MCD, Hanahaki or that suffocating angst. You are a master in flexibility, creating stories that can go from slice of life to mystery. You're the horror story that starts lightly, and the reader just can't stop reading. Before you know it, the air in the room has disappeared and the reader is choking on their tears, while an invisible hand dries them. Your style is simple, and really nice to read, a word takes you to the other, and then the other, and it's 3 in the morning and sleep is clinging on you, but you just can't stop. Your prompts are *chef's kiss*, the absolute perfection. You mix every emotion like colors on a palette, and paint the whole world with the bluest smiles, and the prettiest golden eyes. Your readers can't be other than allured in by you, and once in, they have no escape.

tagging: @jungwoniics | @heejojo | @odxrilove | @sunshinelixie-lee | @0x1lovebot | @berriniki | @yunascular | @hyuckworld | @terrytaehyunnies and everyone who wants to try!! (let me know what you get 👀)

HAPPY HALLOWEEN ✰

little heeseung things ♡

ahh, i love these games sm, keep tagging me <333 jisung

you're funny. like, really actually funny. I would be friends with you, and that's a compliment because I'm also really funny :) but in all seriousness, make sure you're not using your humor as a defense mechanism too much. people like you for more than just being funny, I promise. you've got depth and soul bby. and no one is gonna run away if you're serious sometimes, too.

tagging: anyone who wants to do it cause I barely have any moots on here😭😭😭

Thanks for tagging me, @spilledtee 😘

Seungmin: you have a plan for everything. nothing catches you off guard, and you’re the friend who has it all together. but only people who don’t know you well would characterize you as a square, because you’ve got the most unexpected sense of humor and a bright inner world. sometimes you just struggle to communicate it, and that’s okay. leave the curtains open, take your time, and those who are worth sticking around will find their way in :)

Tagging: @0x1lovebot @odxrilove @taecup-ontrack @hwallswrld @enheun @nikieskoo @fight-me-m8

my anime crush in irl oHMAGAWD-

ni-ki ✦ charybdis

the gose videographers really love his side profile <3

wait up, you idiot!

woooo excited

𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 | 𝐏.𝐒𝐇 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐔 ⛸️

SYNOPSIS: Ever since you were a child, ice skating was something you could only admire from afar, however visiting your new local ice rink for the first time led you to meeting the literal boy of your dreams. Only now, he’s not who you expected him to be.  

PAIRING: park sunghoon x fem!reader (ft. rest of enhypen members, giselle and karina of aespa).

GENRE: ice skater sunghoon, fantasy, social media au, college au, non-idol au, mutual pining, angst, fluff, crack, strangers to lovers.

WARNINGS: swearing, sunghoon’s a stuck up brat most of the time, chaotic.

STATUS: ongoing.

STARTED:

ENDED:

DISCLAIMER: Please note that this social media au is merely based on fictional events and is not meant to represent the idols used accurately. 

AUTHORS NOTE: My second smau is finally here!! I really hope you enjoy this one more than the last as I have actually fully planned all the chapters and know what’s going to be happening in each of them this time 💀  Would be greatly appreciated if you could like and reblog! Would help me so much :] PLEASE ENJOY <3

CHAPTERS ⛸️  :

- profiles: (1) - (2)

- prologue:

- one: 

TAGLIST [OPEN] : @glowitss @faatnaa @s-sanos

TAGS (please ignore!) 

OooO these types of games are so fun thanks for the tag wifey!!(also my tumblr is so glitchy that I didn’t even get a notification for this😔tumblr is trying to sabotage me🥸)

“BBIBBI” starring moon and jung hoyeon genre: coming of age,comedy,drama age rating: 13+

No cause this would be such a good concept for us :(( just me and the love of my life (sorry my wife🤣) growing up and facing all the hurdles that come with it💕💕 it gives me such “3 idiots” and “high school musical” vibes omg-

Tagging: @terrytaehyunnies @/anyone who wants to take part!!

━━━ TAG GAMES ¡!

TAGGED BY: @wonjaems, tysm babe 😚

RULES: NO CHEATING! You’re starring in a movie with the last person saved in your camera roll and the last song you listened to is the title. Who/what is it?

NOTES: uuummmmm. These games typically don't work out for me, but wtf¿¡ 😭 You can just TELL that it's going to have a sad ending.

TAGGING: I DON'T HAVE MANY PEOPLE TO TAG, but @sunshinelixie-lee would thoroughly enjoy this. Anyone else who would like to try this game out can definitely do so~~~

<33 elly thanks for feeding me my daily dose of sunghoon brain rot babe

[8:02 PM] THE SIXTH STAGE OF GRIEF EXISTS, YOU KNOW? (PSH)

— THIRD INSTALLMENT of 'let the rain be our witness' series. [ series masterlist ] | [ previous installment ]

KOREAN TITLE: 너 때문에, 갑분싸 됐잖아! | (meaning: it got awkward all because of you!)

SYNOPSIS: ❝Park Sunghoon only came to the convenience store for some coffee ice cream. He wasn't expecting to find you, his archenemy, sitting at the corner of the store with swollen eyes and a cup of hot ramen crying over a breakup. But to be honest, he never liked your ex-boyfriend from the start.❞

GENRE: humour/crack, fluff, enemies to lovers, highschool!au.

PAIRING: park sunghoon x fem!reader.

WORD COUNT: 2.3k+ words.

KEYWORDS: (L/N) = Last Name | (H/C) = Hair Colour | (H/L) = Hair Length | (F/C) = Favorite Clothing | words in italic are thoughts + dramatized words!

WARNINGS: informal language, mentions about hall monitor!jungwon (lmao), one mention about fake spiders, light-hearted death and violence jokes, talks about a breakup and reader's ex-boyfriend, nameless cashier involuntarily becoming the third wheel (somebody save him 🧍).

AUTHOR'S NOTE: i am back at it again with my questionable humour but i tried my best!! i didn't expect this to get over 2k+ words (no it's not because sunghoon just recently dethroned jake from my biaslist... ok maybe it is 😔 /j and the fact that i have a ghost!sunghoon fic wip too?? HELP). nonetheless, i hope you guys will enjoy reading this and i look forward to seeing you on the next installment!! MWAH kisses from elly 🌹

[8:02 PM] Ding! Ding! Sunghoon swore in the name of his figure skaters, the sound of the doorbell jingling never felt like such a lifesaver to him before. He had been walking in the rain with nothing but the hood of his hoodie to shelter his head for God knew how long. The hood felt soggy in his hands as the male allowed it to fall off his head, a slight grimace on his face at the damp and spongy texture of his hood. Such a shame this was one of his favorite hoodies too.

But nevermind that. Alright, time to hog all the coffee ice cream — "Park Sunghoon?”

Oh no. Anything but this. Please, God, he thought he already prayed that last week would be the last time he would ever hear that voice again. But of course, who else would it be if none other than you, his oh-so mighty archenemy, (L/N) (Y/N)?

Forget the devil, you had begun replacing the demon in his sleep paralysis ever since you accidentally splashed a slushie on him in the hallway at the start of highschool. As payback, he splashed his own slushie back on you and the feud between the two of you never ended since. Even the hall monitor, Yang Jungwon was unofficially declared the only one who could separate the both of you from tearing each other apart in public (verbally, of course).

The both of you had an interesting story, that’s for sure.

And yet at that moment, when Sunghoon turned around with his mind already preparing for the worst — only to find you sitting down on the table in the corner, with your eyes red and (H/L) (H/C) hair almost resembling a bird's nest. No, God forbid, he was not becoming soft. He was just… worried, yep.

Although Sunghoon would be lying if he said he wasn't used to this, since he was more used to seeing you at school with your arms crossed against your chest and that fiery scowl on your face. And oh, did he mention how he almost thought you were a banshee, if it weren’t for the fact you called out to him just now?

“What are you doing here?” Your tone was sharp; well, as sharp as it could seem like with those swollen eyes and runny nose of yours. Sunghoon couldn’t help his habit of biting back with a retort. “Ice cream. What are you doing here?” Arguments between the two of you were normal, that was nothing new. But seeing you like this? This was definitely a whole new world for him. After all, not everyday you got to see someone you suspected was preparing to murder you at any second eating a cup of steaming ramen while sniffling their nose.

"None—,” He almost snorted at the way you took a moment to brush your nose with the sleeve of your (F/C) before continuing your riposte. “...None of your business.” And yet, a moment of pondering came upon him. In all honesty, Sunghoon could’ve just turned his back away from you and carried on his initial plan to smuggle the whole ice cream aisle. But he couldn’t help from sneaking worried glances at you. Why on Earth was he getting this urge to sit down and… comfort you? (God, he almost threw up just thinking about saying this word out loud.)

You were supposed to be his archenemy, he was supposed to relish in your failure — wait no, that made him sound like an antagonistic villain instead. Fine, maybe he just watched too many movies. Should he just turn around and go? Or should he make his way forward towards you?

Sunghoon must’ve looked as if he was having an existential crisis. He was just standing there spacing out like a malfunctioning robot. But, you know what? Sunghoon decided he was going to man up. Oh, and that he surely did; because Park Sunghoon bolted straight towards the ice cream aisle, leaving you staring absolutely dumbfounded at the spot where he was at a moment before. Not to mention, the male cashier behind the counter just quietly watching this entire mess of an interaction unfold.

The universe, once again, was reminding you of how much you had to prevent yourself from poking Park Sunghoon’s eyes with the chopsticks in your hand. But you didn’t have enough energy for that right now, you only came here for a cup of ramen after finding out your ex-boyfriend dumped you. Yes, that happened almost two weeks ago but can’t a girl grieve? Your ex-boyfriend was an absolute ass, and it was your first relationship too — so needless to say, it sucked.

A worn out exhale slipped from between your chapped lips, bleak eyes inertly counting the strings of ramen noodles floating in the cup in front of you. Before you, yet again, erupted into a burst of cries. Goodness gracious, Sunghoon could hear the faint noises of you sobbing all the way from the ice cream aisle — please, he just came here for some ice cream, not to make good life decisions involving his nemesis.

The male gathered a few packets of coffee ice cream in his hands, sliding the glass pane of the ice cream freezer to a shut. Sunghoon craned his neck over the aisle gingerly, wanting to see if you were still there. But luck was not on his side. Yep, you were still weeping into your palms like a banshee in the same spot and Sunghoon, instead, caught the deadpanned eyes of the cashier. He immediately broke eye contact (of course, he’s not a psychopath who would keep staring back).

But then again, he had to face the cashier again in order to safely escort his precious ice cream home. See, it all got awkward because of you! Oh, he’s so about to put fake spiders in your locker for this. Sunghoon mentally schemed as he made his way back to the front counter, each footstep felt so heavy from the embarrassment on his shoulders.

He just had a brief argument with you, and then proceeded to make an eye contact with the cashier while craning his neck over the aisle like a goose on the loose. Somebody, just dig a hole for him already, please.

“Ahem, just these, thank you.” The way Sunghoon hastily placed the ice cream packets on the counter made it so evident that all he wanted was just to get this over with and go home. The male cashier didn’t mention anything and only continued to scan the packets of ice cream without another word (much to Sunghoon’s relief). Beep! Beep! Beep! The beepings from the counter were consistent, unlike Sunghoon’s vision as he kept glancing at you back and forth.

He was utterly astonished — because what sort of Super Saiyan eyes did God give to you for them to still be able to shed tears?

“That’d be 7,500 Won, thank you.” Oh, he almost forgot about his ice cream. Sunghoon slipped out his money from the pocket of his hoodie, whispering a ‘thank you’ and grabbing the biodegradable plastic bag with his purchase inside. Thank God, he could finally go home. The exit was just right there. What was he waiting for? He could just go home and pretend tonight never existed. But Park Sunghoon ended up trudging in your direction anyway.

To be honest? He himself didn’t even know what he was doing but maybe the sight of you crying ceaselessly was bothering him a little too much.

The chair across from you lightly screeched as Sunghoon pulled it back before sitting down on it with a haughty huff. “Hey, are you okay?” The way you shot a glower at him was so piercing he almost winced in response. Wow, who could be so stupid to even ask someone who was obviously crying if they’re okay? Right, him, apparently.

"Bad question, sorry." Sunghoon cleared his throat awkwardly. You only scrutinized him up and down, wondering to yourself if this menace had something up his sleeve.

Was he planning to take a picture of your messy face and share it with the whole school to make fun of you? But the fact that he was scratching the back of his neck so bashfully while averting his gaze briefly from you was a bit questionable. The Park Sunghoon… being shy? Did you look so miserable to the point he felt the need to sit across from you just to flex his beauty? (Nope, you definitely didn’t just call him pretty… Anyways.)

“What do you want? Shouldn’t you go home already?” Your voice came out meek and muffled since you still had your face buried in the palms of your hands, refusing to glance at him with your face clearly swollen and red. Sunghoon let out an innocuous scoff, Alright, he had enough of this gentleman act. "You’re obviously crying, dumbass. Do you wanna talk about it?" Well, this side of him was something that you were certainly used to.

You grumbled involuntarily, "Why does it even matter? You’re gonna see him at school, anyways.” The word ‘him’ was as vague as it could be, but it still got Sunghoon’s attention nonetheless. "Wait, are you talking about Woohyun?" He squinted his eyes suspiciously, not at you but more towards the imagery of the ‘him’ you were referring to. No, he was concerned, actually.

He knew Woohyun. The both of them were in the same class and he talked to him multiple times — well, enough times to prove that he really did not like the vibes he was getting from Woohyun. Sunghoon had caught wind that you got into a relationship with him from other people. And yeah, so what if Sunghoon did feel sad about it for a few days? All that mattered right now was that he was undeniably going to beat Woohyun into a pulp soon.

"He cheated on me.” Hesitantly but gradually, you opened your palms and let them rest on your cheeks, words of the truth felt bitter coming out of your mouth. Oh, Woohyun was really going to taste his fist now. Sunghoon’s response was instantaneous, “That freaking jackass.” So instantaneous to the fact you had to make a way out for a little laugh. “Pfft, why are you cussing him out? Aren’t you supposed to be his friend or something?” He was silent for a moment and you wondered why — until you saw him staring at you with such... awe? You couldn’t quite fathom it properly because he immediately rolled his eyes afterwards. “Don’t put me on the same level as him. But, tell me everything.”

It felt weird conversing with him like this. Sunghoon and (Y/N) sitting at one table without trying to throw a chair at each other? Jungwon would no doubt cry if he heard about this. But for some reason, you weren’t really against the idea right now as you told him more. “Well, at first, I didn’t think it was true. Maybe I expected better of him but when I found out the truth, I was gonna march to his house and strangle him.”

Sunghoon nodded nonchalantly, “Justified. Anyways, continue.”

You couldn’t help but smile at his little remark. You rarely got to have an actual civil conversation with him before (actually, you never did). Was he always this funny? It was helping you feel a tad better, if you were to be honest. “I kinda accepted it after a few days. But sometimes, you can't really resist the urge to feel sad about what happened, you know?” But Sunghoon suddenly pulled out his hand, “Hold on, that’s… one, two, three, four, five…” Needless to say, you were completely dumbfounded, stupefied, astounded — all of the above and more after hearing his next words. “Oh, you’re somewhere on the fourth or fifth stage.”

Just as you thought you were going to have a civil conversation with him, then he went ahead and did this.

“What the hell are you talking about?”

Was this man really diagnosing you with a disease at 8 PM inside a convenience store? You didn’t think breakups could actually lead to diseases, but okay. “I meant the stages of grief, there are five commonly known ones.” Sunghoon rolled his eyes again, you started to ponder if his eyes would ever reach the ceiling if he kept rolling them that much.

“But the sixth stage of grief exists, you know?” The devilishly impish grin that suddenly appeared on his face insinuated a scheme you were dubious of. He raised a conniving eyebrow, “—It’s called revenge.” No words could explain how much brain cells you had lost just by listening to his speech. You blinked stonily, “...I’m starting to think you spend too much time on TikTok.”

Sunghoon chuckled at your answer, breaking his prior mischievous character as he leaned in towards you with a hand under his chin and a playful smile playing on his lips. “I’m offering you a deal here. I could sneak in something in Woohyun’s food tomorrow, you never know…” Your sullen expression was instantly replaced with amusement, you snorted with a frisky leer. “Your ice cream is gonna melt, you know?”

Sunghoon only shrugged his shoulders with such blasé, but he was silently relieved that you couldn’t hear how fast his heart was marathoning inside his chest. At this point, Sunghoon didn’t even care about his ice cream melting into puddles of sweet flavour, nor did he care about how he was going home with the rain still tapping against the transparent glass of the entrance door — he was too busy admiring the way you were laughing (like the simp in denial that he was) to care about them anymore.

That one night led to many more night escapades involving cups of hot ramen, some ice cream, light-hearted footsies and two lovesick people in denial.

It was safe to say everyone choked on air when they saw Park Sunghoon and (L/N) (Y/N) walking together to school without having a glaring contest. But of course, everyone could tell Yang Jungwon was the happiest because he didn’t have to deal with you two almost brawling each other to death in the school hallway anymore.

TAGLIST (open!): @jungwoniics | @markdebutslimitlessly | @heejojo | special feature: @odxrilove (i wasn't sure if you wanted to be tagged specifically on this installment only or the whole series. but don't worry, you're a special feature! hehe <33)

thank you so much for reading.

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to my lovely beloved's (yes you, if you are reading this, you have automatically become elly's beloved!! i don't make the rules, accept the title 🤨 /j).

out of angst, fluff and humour/crack, which genre do you think i write the best? if you are willing to share your opinions, i need to know 😔🥺 you can just tell me the genre itself, no need for elaborations!! but if you have any criticisms, i will appreciate that too hehe my inbox is open like always!🌹

(incoming appreciation speech down below!)

ALSO I FORGOT TO SAY THIS BUT 35 FOLLOWERS??? I AM: CRYING THROWING UP SCREAMING i know it's not a lot but the fact that 35 people find my writing is interesting enough?? NAUR you don't understand, i will treasure you all for life like seriously 🥺 i wish i can talk to every single one of you personally and become moots with everyone, but i am too socially scared 😭✋

so just know, if no one has told you today, elly is here to tell you how much she appreciates your existence and how she's proud that you're still here today!! everyone struggles with their own problems, but the fact that you're still here reading this proves how strong you are, don't you agree? i'm proud of you 💗

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this is just a curious question, but which member timestamp in my 'let the rain be our witness' series are you most excited for? 🤔

MISSION: WANNA LINK? (NRK) | 나랑 사귈래? (西村 力)

KOREAN TITLE: 나랑 사귈래? (meaning: wanna go out with me?)

SYNOPSIS: Just as you were about to end your shift for the day, a tall boy suddenly approached you with a silly mission in mind that almost got him a restraining order.

GENRE: humour/crack, fluff, strangers to enemies (for a few minutes) to lovers

PAIRING: nishimura riki x fem!reader (who works at an ice cream stall hehe)

WORD COUNT: 1.7K+ words

WARNINGS: one terrible attempt at flirting (riki why 💔), sarcasm, gen z humour, mentions of playful slander directed at sunghoon (sunghoon stans, don't come for me please 😔✋ /j), mentions of murder (in a light-hearted way!), and riki being a simp.

KEYWORDS: (H/L) is Hair Length, (H/C) is Hair Colour. Words written in italics are thoughts and words written in bold are normal words but with dramatic effects (lmao)!

AUTHOR'S NOTE: this is a terrible attempt at making a humour/crack! i've never written this genre before but i'm trying my best to expand!! if you have any tips or constructive criticisms for me, my inbox is always open! 🌹AND with that aside, i will now put on my clown costume i promise i'll be back 🤡😔‼️ /hj

[5:37 PM] Such sunny weather. You could’ve been anywhere in the world, done something that would've filled your heart with joy — but here you were, scooting over to the shaded corner under the roof of your ice cream stall where the direct sunlight wouldn’t burn your skin. Your uniform was uncomfy against your skin and your apron was making it even worse, no matter how much you tried to loosen it.

Yet, in order to earn valuable pieces of paper or the utmost tool of capitalism more famously known as 'money', you had to stand in the heat just a bit longer until the end of your shift. Although, the roof above your head could even barely be considered a proper roof. The roof was doing little to no efficiency in covering you from the blazing sunlight. Such was the life of a struggling worker at an ice cream stall.

"Thank you, miss!"

But seeing the smiles on children's faces as you gave them their orders always managed to make it a bit better. Although as soon as their cheery presences were gone, the scorching heat made itself known once again as the reason you regretted choosing this job. You watched the kids skitter towards their parents, cones of ice cream in their hands and a pep in their steps. Were they the last customers? You spared a glance at the watch on your wrist, 5:37 PM.

Alright, time to close up the shop— "Ahem." Just as you were about to let out the biggest sigh of relief, a gentle screech across the counter alerted you. You would be lying if you said you weren’t prepared for fight or flight. Finally, the scooper on the counter would have other uses — until you looked to see a boy you had never seen before leaning over the side of the counter, wearing a smirk way too smug for your own liking. “Hey there.”

Nope.

No.

Dear God, take the wheel. You did not get paid enough for this. Absolutely not.

Hearing his questionable words and deep voice, you were expecting a man in his thirties with dark sunglasses and a Hawaiian shirt who was looking for a sugar baby. Your scrutinizing pupils scanned his figure up and down repeatedly, you almost thought you were seeing things — since this boy looked like a whole giant fetus, insert slash, manchild.

Painfully oblivious to your derogatory impression of him and the dumbfounded look on your face, the said male cracked an even wider grin. “Wanna link?” Was this karma for pretending to fall asleep when your landlord came knocking on the door yesterday?

You knew what he meant, yet you literally had to resist the urge to play dumb and just say if he was trying to ask for your Google account. Despite your momentary existential crisis, you still managed to slip out a dry response. “...Let's not. I am literally burning under the sun right now.”

He blinked.

Again.

And again.

And again.

That was the end for him.

Aight, Sunghoon-hyung is gonna pay for this. Yet, it was partially Riki’s fault for even thinking this was a good idea. Now, he just felt as if he wanted to dig his own grave right in front of the girl he had a crush on for a few months. Normalize not trusting your friends for dating advice.

The blank look swept over the smirk he had earlier, now the tall boy just looked like he was zoning out and regretting his entire existence in those few seconds. Meanwhile, you were looking with a raised eyebrow at his sudden quietness, the previous confident expression on his face fading into a… dead one.

Does he want some free eye drops or— The stranger let out a cough, albeit an awkward one that caused your eyes to thin suspiciously. "Fair point. Anyways, a cone of mint choco, please."

"...You literally tried to flirt with me a few seconds ago."

"Yeah, and I want ice cream."

Rude, the word was left hanging at the edge of your tongue. It took you all the self-control you had not to sprinkle some of the eye drops in your bag into his mint choco cone. But you'd rather not go to prison for poisoning a customer, although you would've gladly brought up his little 'wanna link?' stunt to court (not really). You mused silently your thoughts as your hands nimbly prepared his order, already well acquainted with your long experience working at an ice cream stall — yet when making it for this giant boy at the other side of the counter, you were particularly salty about it.

You kept your thoughts to yourself however, the concentrated frown on your forehead being the only sign of expression from you. All the while, you were oblivious to the adoration adorning your reflection in the boy’s eyes. Riki couldn’t help but stare at you, slightly taken aback by your (H/L) (H/C) and your adorable frown (at least, he thought it was adorable even though you looked like you were mentally strangling a person). All the while, he was oblivious to the murder plots you were secretly planning in your head (that you weren’t actually planning to commit but this stranger really had a way with getting on your nerves).

"Hey.” Too distracted (not so discreetly) admiring your features, he didn’t even notice that you were done with his order. “Here you go.” Yet, your tone was as cold as the ice cream you were handing to him. Riki almost flinched at your tense gaze. He really messed this up, didn’t he? This wasn’t the way Riki imagined his confession to go through; he was expecting you to laugh and find him hilarious, not look at him as if he just stole your unborn child and claimed it was his.

Suddenly, Sunghoon-hyung’s shiny figure skates would look very pretty in the trash.

The smile on Riki’s face wasn’t as assertive as the smirk that he first wore a few minutes ago. It was as if there was a dust of pink sprinkled across his cheeks, his attitude now more sheepish than before. “O-oh, yeah, thanks.” The ice cream he ordered was already in his possession, yet he seemed to linger a bit longer. Just a bit longer. You tilted your head slightly, scanning him again in wonder. Was this the same person you just planned to throw off a bridge just now?

You didn’t know whether it was the shy smile on his face, or the way his eyes drifted towards the ground. For some reason, there was an ounce of sincerity radiating from him. "...On second thought, it’s free. My treat.” The tall stranger immediately picked his gaze up and looked at you with eyes as wide as the cheap saucers you saw at IKEA once.

“W-what, h-huh?” Jumbles of words mixed with confusion escaped his mouth, you felt slightly amused. The corners of your lips curled up into a playful smile, “Well, shouldn’t you be on your merry way now? I’m about to close the shop.” The look of sheer panic that flashed across his face almost pulled a giggle out of you as he stuttered, his hand that was holding the ice cream subtly shaking.

“W-wait! Uh, before I go…”

You let out a hum, a sign for him to continue. The boy let out a small sigh, yet not the kind of sigh that sounded feigned, more of the regretful kind. "I just wanna say sorry... What I did earlier was stupid."

"—Extremely so."

Shoot! That was definitely your mouth slipping. Just as you were about to justify yourself from possibly an upcoming restraining order (no matter how cute he is, who knows if this guy has a mafia CEO as his dad, right?), you heard a sarcastic snicker.

"Yeah, my hyung told me to say that.” It surprised you for a second, but you quickly recovered by letting out a little ‘pfft’. You already learnt not to trust your friends for dating advice, but it seemed he was a victim. “Really? To be honest, it was kinda funny but the smirk just wasn’t cutting it for me, personally.” Hearing your remark, he let out a groan of remorse. “Ugh, I knew it! He told me to do that too.”

“Your hyung is really questionable.” You commented with a snort, and he only shrugged his shoulders with a grin. “Well, can’t disagree with that.” Huh, he definitely wasn’t as bad as you thought at first.

You held out your hand over the counter towards him, eliciting a ‘huh?’ from the tall boy. All this time, you had only been dubbing him as the ‘tall giant fetus manchild’ in your head, maybe learning his name wouldn’t be so bad. "The name's (Y/N), by the way." Although secretly, he had already known your name, but it didn’t stop him from feeling giddy all the same. The way his eyes seemed to light up in realization tickled your heart into a flutter, he placed his hand in yours, shaking it a little too estastically. "Riki, Nishimura Riki."

“Nice to meet you, Riki.” With a grin on your face, you retracted your hand back to untie your apron. You took a look at your watch once more. “But I think it’s finally time for me to close the shop.” The glint in his irises swiftly dimmed into one of disappointment but it immediately disappeared as he allowed his hand to fall back to his side. “O-oh, right… Yeah, it was nice meeting you too… Thanks for the ice cream.” He was about to turn around (albeit he really wished he could stay longer), but the sorrow in his voice caught your attention. "Actually, hold on—.” It was an impulsive decision to call out to him, but you went on anyway. “I know this is my second answer and very hypocritical of me…” The grin on your lips stretched wider as you spoke, “But sure, let's link."

It’d be an understatement to say that Riki almost dropped his ice cream on the ground. Did he hear you right? He almost thought he was hallucinating, but the way you chuckled at his astonished expression affirmed him that he really did, he did hear you right.

When Riki went back home that night, he didn’t know whether to threaten or thank Sunghoon — but that didn’t matter because he was too busy screaming into his pillow; ‘Mission: Let’s Link’ accomplished!

thank you so much for reading.

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