another day

request: Hiiiii I read you bangchan enemies to lovers au and I swear if I could like a post more than once I’d like that one a MILLION TIMES I’m wondering if maybe you could write an enemies to lovers au for changbin pretty please? 🥺🥰 genre: enemies-to-lovers!au (again, not Super extreme, low-key clash bc they’re both stubborn), film club president!Changbin, childhood penpal!au (fluff, very mild angst, they bicker a lot, kind of cheesy bc changbin’s a sap and we know that) pairing/s: Changbin / Reader (ft some skz members)  word count: 17k+ tw: mild coarse language (they say shit a lot LOL)  a/n: THE ANON WHO REQUESTED THIS…IM PRETTY SURE you waited months for this so thank you for being so so so patient!! I decided to try something a little different from my usual style but idk if it’s That Obvious, but its more structure wise I guess, but nonetheless, I’ll be getting a little busier soon so I’m not sure If I’ll be able to put out Full one shots for the next few months but I’ll try my best w those little shorter ones maybe! (I’ll have to see how Tired I am) also p.s I love this gif thank u to whoever made it but changbin is blonde in this fic bc of Personal Reasons 

To: my penpal Y/N

How are you?

I had a good day today. Sorry if the paper is crunchy I am writing this on my bed because my mom thinks I am already asleep. Today I went out with my mom and we went to the park and ate some sandwiches at the park. We had a picnic but with no juice because my sister finished everything. And then we went to the toy shop after lunch. I saw a keychain of a camera and bought it for you because you like acting and cameras can take a video of you acting.

This is a picture of me next to the wishing well at the park, you cannot see it but i’m making a peace sign. I threw a coin in the well and made a wish that your audition will be good. I know you will do very well because you practiced a lot for it. That’s all. I’m a bit tired now. Goodnight, or good morning if you are reading this in the morning. Or afternoon.

I hope i’ll be hearing from you soon, Binnie.  

“So, do you wanna keep them? If not I can chuck them together with the rest of your old things,” your mom began, already reaching over to take the letter from you.

Your eyes widened just as quickly, shaking your head quickly as you gripped the envelope and its contents behind your back away from her reach.

“No, no. Don’t throw them away,” you said sternly, softening your gaze when you noticed the way her eyebrows had raised in amusement, embarrassment washing over your features.

“I’ll keep them. Gimme the box.”

Your mom set the beaten looking converse shoebox down onto the table, shaking her head at you as a small chuckle escaped her. Mental note to transfer the letters to a smaller (and more durable) box. 

“Alright, alright,” she waved her hands at you in dismissal, “hurry up or you’ll be late for school.”

She shut the door behind her with a light thud, leaving you to stare at the grainy polaroid your childhood penpal had sent you when you both were only eight and still exchanging letters every week.

Inhaling deeply, you shoved the polaroid picture back into the envelope, slipping it into the box of envelopes before getting up. You figured that was a box you wouldn’t have the time to delve into when you were already keeping Jisung waiting.

genre: childhood friends-to-lovers!au, vampire!au, (fluff, mild angst, slow burn, slightly suggestive)

pairing/s: Chan / Reader (ft Minho and Mingyu don’t ask me why I just thought they would fit) 

word count: 20k (I didn’t realise this would be as long as it is rip) 

tw: mentions of blood and fighting, coarse language

a/n: hope u guys have as much fun reading this as I had writing it!! its a little different from the usual vampire aus, kind of modern? in a way? but yes ! anyway requests are currently open! so do feel free to request~~ 

“Honey, you know it’s not like…they haven’t been in our neighbourhood before,” your mom eyed your new neighbour suspiciously, something in the way she spoke and the way she held herself seeming too familiar to dismiss.

“You can’t be serious…” your dad glanced nervously between the woman and their child, a pale curly haired boy who was currently making their way over to where you were in the classroom, wanting to play with the same toys as you, “they have a kid!” your father tried to reason.

“Va-” your mom lowered her voice, “vampires can have children…I’ve seen it happen before.”

Your mom kept her gaze (or glare, it was a very fine line now) fixed firmly onto the neighbours.

“And don’t think I haven’t noticed how the blood bags in the hospital have been disappearing ever since they moved in.”

“I mean, yeah. Of course they’re disappearing, because we have to use them? For the patients?” Your dad shrugged, his grip tightening around his camera hanging from his neck, feelings of anxiousness building within him as well (even if he was dead set on not showing it).

Your mom glared at your dad.

“I’m gonna go confront them.”

“W-What? Why? Where’s all this aggression coming from? What if they kill us?”

Your mom rolled her eyes.

“They can’t. I’m gonna strike a deal with them,” she shrugged, “think about it, honey. Their kid is the same age as ours. And if anything, it’s been ages since there were vampires living in our town, we’ve got to deal with it head-on to handle it effectively.”

here are some fics that live in my head rent-free that i may or may not have read only once, they’re just that powerful:

this winwin assistant au where mc is his boss and it’s a really great e2l development, op teach me your ways | by @dropsofletters

pansy by casey pansy by casey pansy by casey, i just love how beautifully casey words everything but also changmin loverboy | by @thepixelelf

the entirety of Monster!NCT | by @jaeminlore and @trickortaeil

bluff and nonsense by casey; you know what - just read their entire masterlist, you won’t regret it | by @thepixelelf

*sobbing* this e2l (bang chan), this f2l vampire au (bang chan), and this other e2l fic (seo changbin) | by @taelme

pairing - lee minho x reader

genre - college!au, best friends to lovers, very cliche fluff (lucky girl starring lindsey lohan kinda vibes???)

words - 4k

note - this is just a cute little drabble i wrote while im still waiting for my covid test results to come back so that i can leave my room and see the sun again 🤪 pls be careful everybody take care of your health 💚 enjoy!!!

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“You must be kidding me,” you sigh when you see Minho’s hand has turned into a fist, his rock crushing miserably your scissors. Once again, you lost at rock, paper, scissors. And once again, you’re the one that is going to wash your best friend’s dishes that have piled up in is tiny kitchen sink throughout the week.

“Fuck that. This is so unfair,” you grumble, throwing the dishtowel in Minho’s stupid yet perfectly chiseled face.

You make a beeline for his bed, which is actually only a few steps away from the kitchen. Being a broke college student definitely doesn’t allow him to rent a spacious studio, let alone a two-room apartment. You throw yourself headfirst onto his uncomfortable mattress, whose springs always poke your back at night.

“Life is so unfair,” your friend mocks you, dragging out every vowel of his sentence dramatically.

No doubt, you would be strangling him at that very moment if you weren’t so busy playing dead, hoping he would forget about your pitiful existence.

But there is no way mister Lee Minho would miss out on an opportunity to have his gross plates cleaned by someone else. Grabbing onto your ankle, he drags you out of bed until you plop down on the dirty carpeted floor (Minho has the unfortunate tendency to procrastinate vacuuming too). At this point, you are fake crying, throwing a literal tantrum, like a 6 years old child would.

“Life is unfair!” you yell, your feet kicking in the air in pure anger.

At least it is to you. You can’t remember the last time you’ve been lucky. The only instance you got remotely close to it was when you found a four-leaf clover last summer. Well, only if you disregard the fact you stepped into dog poop  on your way to picking it. Oh and that you were wearing brand new white Converse. 

On the other hand, it seems like the boy has the whole crew of the Olympus gods on his side. Not one day goes by without his guardian angel manifesting its presence. 

Minho has always been the lucky type. The type to get an extra nugget in his box of 10. To find 20 dollars bills on the ground. To win every single Instagram giveaway he participates to (and lord knows how much he likes participating in them). 

But how can you be mad at him when he always happily shares his food with you, invites you to the restaurant without you even asking, and gives you his prizes, pretending he doesn’t need them? You don’t believe him when he says he see no use in a panda onesie or a waterproof bluetooth. You know it’s his way to silently love you. 

But well, you can still blame him for occasionally taking advantage of your misfortune to make you do his dreaded house chores, just like right now. 

summary: it took you months to get the book Lee Minho asked for, and you didn’t understand why he was claiming it wasn’t actually what he wanted. genre: rich kid!au  warnings: none word count: 493  a/n: just using @challengingwords​’s prompt to get something written. it started out somewhere else entirely (in space, tbh), but then ended up a sort of rich suitor, poor suitor trope. apparently i can’t quite let go of the world of perfectly sweetened. i’m just happy i was able to write something i don’t hate (even if i did want to write another 250 words of background to this scene). anyway, the prompt was: “It’s the wrong colour.”

“That’s not the right one.”

“What?” 

You frowned down at the three volumes stacked on the counter, then looked back up at the man across from you. 

Lee Minho, heir to one of SK Worldwide’s most prestigious positions and one of the country’s most eligible bachelors. He was also one of your best customers thanks to an avid interest in collecting first editions. 

But he was still just a customer, and you weren’t going to let fancy titles and charming smiles stop you from defending your work.

summary: jisung + 80/100 ways to say “i love you” for anon warnings: none word count: 839 a/n: boyfriend!au 

“You’re not even listening to me!”

The words echoed across the living room, empty save for you, Jisung, and a couple of cans of paint. In the silent moment that followed, you felt your heart thump once. And then you clapped both hands over your mouth.

You had felt them leave your body, propelled by all of the emotion that had been building in your chest. And you had seen the moment they reached Jisung. He shifted his weight back a fraction and looked at you, eyes wide and jaw slack.

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summary: you are a perpetually tired and stressed out college student. jisung is jisung…and just wants to see you happy. (ft. gender neutral!reader and wingman!zhengting) genre: college!au, strangers to friends to lovers, fluff, minor angst warnings: swearing, blood mention word count: 9.4k a/n: this technically takes place in the same universe as “acts of kindness,” but they don’t need to be read together.

Every Friday, you had a quiz in your Mandarin class. It was always ten questions, plus one bonus question. After taking the quiz, they were passed to the end of the row, shuffled, and passed back. Professor Yue would go over the answers, you would score whichever classmate’s quiz had ended up in front of you, and then you passed the quiz back to its owner to review their answers before handing it in to the TA, Zhengting, on the way out the door.

And every Friday, your quiz came back to you with an 11 out of 10 marked at the top and some sort of doodle in the corner. It started with just a simple happy face. Then it was a little character that looked a lot like Professor Yue with a “Good work!” above his head. The next week, it was Zhengting, and then it was the girl who sat in the front row with the glasses. After that it was a face that didn’t look familiar but was probably another classmate.

Last week, it had been a face with round cheeks and hearts for eyes with a speech bubble that read, “Why are you so smart?”

[gender neutral reader unless noted otherwise at the top of each fic]

bang chan

  reckless (pirate!au, 20k words)     ⇢ [pt i: departure] [pt ii: initiation] [pt iii: return]   drabble game: #65     (coworker!au, 698 words)

kim woojin

  acts of kindness (college!au, 6.5k words)   drabble game: #66     (ambiguous!au/meet-cute, 416 words)

lee minho

  lost and found     (non-soulmate!au, 2.6k words)   the wrong color     (rich kid!au, 493 words)   drabble game: #6 & #51     (boyfriend!au, 816 words)   drabble game: #12     (roommate!au, 1166 words)   drabble game: #20     (tattoo artist!au, 566 words)

seo changbin

  perfectly sweetened     (rich kid!au, 8.2k words)

hwang hyunjin

   drabble game: #22     (boyfriend!au, 261 words)

han jisung

  academic     (college!au, 9.4k words)   missed connections     (wrong number!au, 2.8k words)   drabble game: #29     (neighbor!au, 795 words)   drabble game: #2 & #33     (mafia/gang!au, 852 words)

lee felix

  drabble game: #87     (royalty/bodyguard!au, 254 words)

kim seungmin

  by chance     (doctor!au, 4k words)   drabble game: #63 & #96     (neighbor!au,1210 words)

yang jeongin

  drabble game: #43 & #86     (rich kid!au, 612 words)