NCT 127 + TenKunSol Reaction to their s/o jamming and lip syncing to their songs
Can you guys imagine jamming to NCT with NCT???? I imagined it and it was great let me tell you 😌
Taeil could go two ways i think:
1) He’d be super shy and awkward about it - he’d just smile and laugh awkwardly when he first saw you, and he wouldn’t really know what to do. If you pulled him to join you, he’d probably just hide his face in the crook of your neck and giggle into your shoulder bc he’s really embarrassed.
2) He’d still be super shy and awkward when he first sees you, BUT if you pull him to join you and encourage him a lil bit he’d let loose and join in on the dancing and lip syncing. You know in the heartbreaker video how he does those extremely rude body rolls? He’d probably throw in a few here too
I feel like Hansol would be kinda shocked and awkward (like Taeil) bc he doesn’t really know what to do in that situation. He’d just smile awkwardly until you noticed him, after which he’d allow himself to be dragged by you and he’d kinda join in, but he’d be super shy and embarrassed. He’d go all out but then stop and blush and cover his mouth in embarrassment. He’d enjoy himself though, all he needs is a little encouragement from you. The two of you would eventually end up dancing together and giggling and just having a lot of fun!
Taeyong is the softest lil boy in the whole world he has to be protected at all costs.
He’d probably giggle bc he thought you were rlly cute, and then he’d join in with you and he’d hold your hands as he tried to teach you the proper choreography. If you did the steps correctly he would be the world’s proudest boyfriend, and he’d probably be that bf that records you bc he’s so proud and wants to keep it in his album dedicated to you.
THIS CUTIE OMG I miss him so much sm is gonna have to catch these hands if he doesn’t debut this year
He’d just smile at you and look at you with all the love and adoration in his eyes bc you’re so cute to him and he just finds it so adorable that you’re lip syncing to their songs. This cutie is NCT’s biggest fan his phone lock screen is NCT how cute , so I don’t think he’d be jealous or anything, but he would be extra happy if you were lip syncing or actually singing to his parts in Without You. That would actually make him so happy and he’d just be a blushing smiling lil bub and it would be so cute
This is his exact reaction to seeing you ^^^^^^
He’d be kinda cocky bc those are his groups songs, but he’d be lowkey salty if you didn’t know the lyrics to his parts you feel? He’d just laugh at you as he watched you dance around - I don’t think he’d join in with you though, I think he’d just watch. Idk, to me Yuta is kinda a “tough guy”™ when it comes to this kind of stuff, like he won’t do things that would seem like he’d embarrass himself? Not even in front of you. He would, however, sing along to his parts, and his parts ONLY lmao
This boy is a living, breathing meme. He would immediately pull out the derpiest moves he’s got and go all out. You’d end up dying of laughter and he’d continue dancing just to make you laugh bc he loves when you laugh and seeing you happy makes him happy! Once he does stop, he’ll flash you the most genuine smile (the one where his eyes crinkle up and he’s super cute) and he’d wink (this boi istg) - It would probably turn into a dance battle where you both just do dumb shit to make the other laugh, and you can be sure to expect Johnny singing at the top of his lungs and it’s just gonna be a good time
(this was iconic)
Ngl I see doyoung as highkey judging you when he sees you. He’d probably be judging you so hard to hide his embarrassment though, like I think he’d kinda be cringing inside bc those are his songs and he’s embarrassed that you’re going all out. Lowkey he’d be super happy though - he loves music, and seeing that you love his singing and his group’s music makes him SO HAPPY. He’d just laugh at you and call you stupid but he’d come up to you and he’d hug you, and I feel like it would end up in cuddles with him just calling you dumb but kissing you bc he’s happy
He would join in immediately and he would start belting out the lyrics (maybe getting them wrong like he did in the mv commentary y’all remember that) and it would kinda turn into a full on dance party, not just to NCT but to all kinds of feel good songs! Like with Johnny, you guys would do your worst dance moves and would end up crying from laughing too much but after it would be super sweet bc I see y’all ending up on the couch all exhausted and just cuddling while some soft tunes play in the background and you’re both just giggling
(This may or may not be one of my favourite gifs of jjh)
You guys know that embarrassed smile he does that’s also got all the love in his eyes and his dimples come out and he’s just rlly happy??? That would be him when he sees you - he’d think you were the cutest thing in the entire world and he’d be like this person is mine and i love them and they love me! Wow!!!! He’d just giggle at you and he’d kinda hug and kiss you a lil bit and the two of you would be super giggly and cute and then he’d make you laugh more by doing some silly dances
JJH is going to ruin my life i can feel it
This cutie would just giggle when he saw you bc he thought you were super cute. Seeing your flustered reaction he’d hug you and be like “you’re so cute” and would lowkey want to see you get all flustered. With WinWin I don’t think he’d join in with you and go all out (unlike Haechan), but I do see him holding your hands and just swaying to the music, looking at you with a loving look and aw now i want him to look at me like that
Mark would be a blushing mess when he saw how into his music you were. He works super hard and seeing that the person he loved truly appreciated his music and efforts would just make him a proud happy lil bean and aw mork 🙈 I don’t think he’d join in with you though, not unless you initiated it and pulled him along with you, bc we all know Mark is a shy bby
Let’s be real we all know that if Donghyuck saw you jamming to NCT he’d have that lil smirk on his face as he made a comment like “I knew you liked me but I didn’t know you liked me this much” 😏😏 He’d then proceed to joining you and you guys would be jumping round the room jamming not only to NCT, but various other artists too (gotta include the King of Pop in there for my son) and y’all would just be having the time of your lives
Day five of @kiribakuweek2k17 and I was in a fluffy mood today. I was hoping to do more than one prompt today, but school got in the way. Hopefully tomorrow I can do more!
“So you’ve really
never kissed anyone before?” Kirishima
tossed the tennis ball casually. It
bounced once before Bakugou swiped it out of the air with a practiced ease.
does it matter?” Bakugou passed the ball
back to Kirishima before slumping against the wall behind him.
guess it doesn’t,” replied Kirishima as he caught the tennis ball. He rolled it a couple times in his hand,
focused on the feeling of soft felt against his calloused palm, before
returning it to Bakugou. “Just curious.”
His lips moved slowly down Thomas’ neck, taking the time to
bite and suck. Alex wanted to leave angry marks all over his skin. His hands
moved down Thomas’ washboard abs, then lower… Groaning with pleasure, Thomas jammed
Alex’s lips onto his own, tugging his long hair…
“Jesus!” Alex cried, sitting bolt upright in bed, waking up
from his dream. Why was he so turned on? Jefferson was his enemy at work… they’d
hated each other for years. Why would he have a sex dream about him?
Blushing madly red, Alexander scrambled out of bed to
shower. The whole time, he was thinking about the dream. What did this mean?
Did he have a crushon Thomas Jefferson? Impossible. And yet, the
dream remained, looping in his head, still giving Alex a longing feeling at the
When he got to the law firm that day, he was still fixated on
it. So, when he saw Thomas – who, to his dismay, was looking unbelievably hot
in a closely fit suit – his whole face went red, and, unsure of how to greet
him, smiled widely. Big mistake.
“Have I entered an
alternate universe, or did you really just crack a smile for me?” Thomas
asked, stopping in his tracks and staring, dumbfounded, at his short little
Fuck. “Um – I –”
Why couldn’t he come up with a quick response? His brain was completely jammed.
Before he could make the situation any worse, Alex turned and left, all but
Feeling completely ridiculous, Alexander turned into the
nearest washroom, and went to the sink to splash water on his face. Why the hell
was he so flustered by this dream? Before he could get it out of his mind,
though, Jefferson slammed open the door to the bathroom.
“Hamilton, what the fuck is going on?” he demanded.
Alexander’s entire face turned red.
All sense leaving him, Alexander launched himself at
Jefferson, yanking the taller man’s face down to connect with his own. After a
moment, Thomas’ initial feeling of shock wore off and he grabbed Alexander
roughly, holding him more closely, their mouths angrily jamming against one
When Thomas came up for air, he gasped out, “What the hell
are we doing, Hamilton?”
“Jefferson, shut the fuck up, and take off your suit,” Alexander
demanded, and Thomas obliged, raising no further concerns.
Today was your year and a half anniversary with your beloved bidder. He had decided to take you out on a beautiful cruise to celebrate. It was past midnight by the time you had docked and you two were nearly the last ones to get off. It was dark and you had pulled away from your partner’s grip on your waist to race him to the car when suddenly someone grabbed you from behind, pulling you into a dark alley. They covered your mouth and nose with a piece of cloth and soon your vision grew dark, hearing your partners voice faintly calling for you.
I will love you when you’re sad. When your clothes pile up on the floor because you have no energy to fold them, I will fold them for you. I will bring you breakfast in bed, kiss you even though your lips are sticky with jam. I will listen to you cry, and I will wipe your tears away when you’ve purged yourself of the darkness inside you.
I will love you when I am afraid to. I will trust you even though sometimes it scares me, because you’re too damn good to be true. I will hold your hand proudly even though nasty people in this world will think we’re disgusting for doing so. I will look God in the face and tell Him that I love you even if I’m condemned for doing so. I will burn in hell for eternity for you.
I will love you when you’re angry and I’m angry too. I want you to yell at me. I want you to tell me what’s wrong, what I did, even if it means you have to scream every word. I will get mad, I may yell back, but this does not mean that I don’t love you. Eventually, we will sit down with two mugs of hot chocolate and stay up until the sun peeks over the horizon, and we will apologize, but we will talk through the problem. I will love you through these arguments.
I will love you when you can’t get out of bed. I will slip under the sheets beside you and hold you close. We’ll research outlandish conspiracy theories until we’re convinced that every celebrity is a clone, and then we’ll laugh about it because how weird are we to believe that?
I will love you when we’re old. You’ll have crow’s feet around your eyes and sag in strange places, but I’ll still think you’re so beautiful and I won’t regret one second of my life. We’ll reminisce about our pasts and plan our futures. We’ll sit by the fire and warm our stiff bones, cats purring in our laps, coffee in my hand, hot chocolate in yours. I won’t be able to take my eyes off you.
Your alien princess girlfriend doesn’t know how to perform a kiss. Can you teach her?
He was starting a book he’d just borrowed from the library. He’d thumbed through all of the pages to distinguish the font, scrutinized the cover, and gained a feel for the copy in his hands. So he figured, why not.
It was a requirement for all of the students in Skullnick’s class to select their own books and create a presentation to convey the overall themes and plot of their respective novels.
He was already yawning at the preface when she tackled him. The book was knocked from his grip and Star was straddling his waist, puckering her lips and jamming her eyelids shut.
She kind of looked like a fish.
A blood-curdling scream resounded in the living room, coming from none other than Marco, who immediately shielded his face with his forearms.
Star franticly attempted to remove her legs from his abdomen, establishing the misconception that she was pushing too hard against him.
The realization that his high-pitched voice resembled a woman’s helped him seize his screeching and shove the rest of it down, back to where it came from.
“Marco! Are you alright?!” She yelped in panic. “I-I’m so sorry, I really didn’t mean to startle you-“
Her worry quelled him somewhat, “I-I’m fine!” He wheezed in return. “I’m okay, but what on Earth are you doing?!”
Star covered her mouth with both hands, being outwardly mortified with herself as she snapped her head to the right. Colored pink surreptitiously crawled up her neck and lapped at her throat.
After an awkward silence, she raised her hands slightly so Marco wouldn’t hear muffled gibberish. “I th-thought we could - um - try that thing that you guys on Earth do.”
Marco stared up at her, both dreading and anticipating if she had that in mind.
“Kissing, I think? Yeah, it was kissing.” She curled a blond strand of hair behind her ear uncomfortably. “I don’t have any experience obviously, so Janna told me some stuff about-“
“Janna?!” Marco yelled, slapping his own face with a low groan. He was so sick of Janna slinking into his personal business, not to mention she had the teeth-grinding propensity to take all of his possessions and redistribute them into different areas around the school. “Why would you ask her for advice?!”
Star bit her bottom lip apologetically. “Sorry!”
He couldn’t stay mad. And it was understandable, since only the rest of the student body who had been around Janna for years understood how untrustworthy she was.
“It’s fine Star, don’t worry about it.”
Surprisingly, she shifted herself closer to Marco. Before he knew it, the latino’s own blush began to creep along his skin, leaving burns on each cheek.
“But if she isn’t good enough to teach me. . thencanyou?” She blurted in a rush.
The thought process made sense, but there was one issue with her request.
He never kissed anyone once in his life, not even his parents - because he was averse to their touchy-feely approach to everything.
Even hugging Star had been a relatively recent experience: it told him that the relationship he kept with her was no ordinary one between friends.
He gulped and tugged at the collar of his red hoodie since it felt like it was suffocating him. “Star,” He started slowly, “I haven’t kissed anyone either. I probably don’t know much more than you do.”
“I’m your first?” Star asked curiously.
Marco pounded his chest, coughing at the sheer discomfiture of it all. Did she have to say it like that?
“Ye-Yeah.” He admitted. He didn’t want to pretend to be this expert at intimacy, especially when he was just as confused as Star was.
Star sat back on her hindquarters, taking it all in. He assumed she wasn’t judging him, but seeing her mull over his response was nerving. “This. . I think this is a good thing!” She said brightly, her face lighting up. “We’re both new to this so it’s not so bad if we experiment!”
The word experiment boiled down to something that a student would concoct in a lab. Enjoyable, with the right amount of instruction, or disastrous, without enough preparation. Experiments also made Marco think of Star’s wand. The wand she played around with all too often, without the basic criteria or ideas of what she was really doing.
“You know what? I probab-probably have the concept down.” He tripped over the words as they came out, failing to make his whole sentence cohesive.
“Huh? But you just said-“
“I don’t think it’s the best idea to do. . whatever. Here, just try to close your eyes first.”
Star, being her open-minded self, obediently shut them.
She looked so at peace, as if meditating there.
“Just-just-um-“ He knew that they were supposed to tilt their heads, since approaching each other head-on would result in a painful smack of noses or foreheads.
“Tilt your head to the right. . ?” She did so, and Marco felt slightly at ease because so far, what he was saying made sense.
“And then I’ll just. . “ He sealed off her lips with his, abandoning his initial fear.
His pulse was skipping one, two, three beats, and it was so disconcerting, but at the same time being the most sensible feeling he’d ever. . felt.
The kiss was by no means perfect. It was awkward and a little sloppy compared to those romantic comedy movies his mother insisted on watching in theaters.
But it wasn’t bad.
Star’s hand trailed up his arm and around his neck, pulling him closer to her.
Yikes. Was he supposed to be able to breathe during this?
Head spinning, he gently touched her hips with his fingers and then glided them towards her back. He hugged her reluctantly, too anxious to open his eyes and look at her.
To be honest he thought he was about to burn up into flames from touching these soft, trembling lips any longer than he should have been. Even with the cool breezes wafting from the AC, the kiss continued to heat up his entire body.
Highly self-conscious towards what was happening, how it was all moving too fast, he let go of her.
But they were still kissing and he still felt like he was inside of an oven, being heated to the melting point.
He wasn’t sure how that was possible.
Suddenly she was ripped away from their intimate embrace. Her lips were no longer there and they weren’t kissing anymore. “What the-?!” His eyes shot open.
“Huh?” Star flailed in midair, grabbing at nothing as she felt herself continuing to float towards the ceiling. “Ahh! Help!” She reached towards her back, as if that would help her stop the wings. “Marco!” She yelped.
Marco could only gawk.
Her little wings had fluttered and caused her to fly.
Because they kissed. Marco flushed and launched into action, trying to wipe out the thought from his mind. “Here!” he jumped onto the couch and pushed off of the cushion to leap into the air, latching onto Star’s hand just before she could fly further.
“GotchaaAAHHH!” He screamed as his added weight caused Star to begin to fall.
They both crashed onto the wooden floor with a sickening crack.
“Owwwww,” Marco moaned, believing he had broken all of his bones.
“Marco!” Star dizzily got to her feet. She shook herself out the daze and rushed to his side. “You okay??”
“Yeaah.” He mustered a lousy thumbs-up. “Could be better.” His face was still flat against the floor.
Star staggered and fell again, this time on the couch. “Well that was new.” She echoed words reminiscent of their night just after they’d arrived home from the Blood Moon Ball.
Marco remembered that they’d spoken the same words at the exact same time back then.
She had even pointed her wand at him too, as if he’d casted some sort of spell on her to read her thoughts.
Ironic, ‘cause she was the one with the wand.
But what was at first a mind-boggling experience was now a comical and heartwarming memory to the karate kid. It had been the first hint of something more than friendship blooming between them.
Marco managed to lift his head and look at his girlfriend with irritation. “You’re so weird. I can’t believe you started flying when we… . . uh. . “ Marco hid his face again, too embarrassed to finish his sentence.
Star gazed at him, absorbed in his reaction, and then she giggled. “I guess so!” Star lightly knocked the side of her head, grinning. “I’m full of surprises aren’t I! The next time we kiss, you better prepare yourself — Hey, where are you going?!”
Marco tucked himself and rolled away from Star before she could see his stupid cheeks becoming beet red.
Well, there it isss.
To be honest I started this like a year ago and I never finished then because I’m terrible. But it’s done now! Hope you guys liked it lmao.
Warning: Swearing, sexual indication (Wrap it before you tap it kiddos)
Summary: When you and Steve agree to end your relationship you didn’t expect to take it so hard, or seek comfort in his best friend. After one night of drinking and mistakes, now you feel like you’re struggling to keep your lies straight, but what happens when you’re seeing plus signs and Steve’s hovering, someone’s going to end up hurt if you can’t keep your lies straight.
A/N: Angsty, drama, secrets, and twists. Shit is going to hit the fan…
(Let me know if you want to be tagged) (Italics are the ones I can’t link to the blog)
Can I request Futakuchi(if you write for him), Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Yamaguchi and Suga cheering up their fem!s/o because her friends have started to ignore her and she feels like everyone hates her? (This is kinda happening now to me, hah, if you don't feel comfortable writing for Futakuchi then don't be afraid to leave him out - only write who you're comfortable writing for :) )
of course! I’m so sorry that this took so long!
In the second it takes for Futakuchi to notice the tears threatening to spill, his arm wraps tight around your waist, pulling you against his chest as you rest your head on his surprisingly comfortable shoulder.
“Let’s go out for the day,” He begins, changing the subject to anything he knows could bring a smile back to your cute face. He glances to you, eyes soft yet worried. “We’ll do anything you want to do and it’s all on me. We can talk about what’s wrong after we get back.”
Oikawa’s eyes are dark, the warmth that you’d grown accustomed to turns sharp as you could tell he was seriously considering an intervention of sorts.
“Tooru, don’t do anything reckless, please.” You murmur, grasping his hand tightly. Sighing in defeat as he knows he can’t refuse you, his anger seems to dissipate.
He pulls you into a hug instead and rubs soothing circles into your back. “Promise me that you’ll come to me whenever you feel sad, okay? It’s not fair for you to go through this alone.” You nod, taken aback by the solemnity of his voice, albeit muffled into your shoulder. He presses a chaste kiss to your temple, in a silent promise of support.
“…sometimes I wonder if they even care…” You choked out to Yamaguchi. He hears your voice waver as you try your utmost to hold your tears and it crushes him.
He raises his arms in invitation, which you accept and lean into him and letting him guide you into a gentle embrace. Despite the heaviness in your chest, it fluttered at the feeling of safety that you had so dearly missed.
“Please don’t think of yourself that way.” He sighs against your skin, thinking of each trait of yours that was precious, that made him and others fall in love with you. Despite the growing blush on his face, he’d tell you everything as many times as it took.
“Those people may not be reliable, but that doesn’t necessarily mean they don’t still care about you.” Iwaizumi points out, and he’s about to ruffle your hair until he realises how dangerously close he’s bordering to dad territory.
“With all that said, if they’re really making you feel like this….” He trails off. “You can find other people who want to be your friend. Trust me on that one, I know it probably doesn’t feel like it right now.” He cuts to the chase, as he can see your face falling as you get further lost in thought.
Iwaizumi takes your hand in his larger one, squeezing tightly as he begins to glance away. “Y-you know I’m here for you, right?” He asks, and you can fathom a half smile as you spot the slight pink to his cheeks.
Suga listens more intently than ever as you explain. Not just waiting for you to finish talking, but instead his attention is glued on you, clear from how his eyebrows sometimes furrow in disapproval or he finds himself frowning.
He exhales as he tries to gather his thoughts.“___-chan, there are a lot of people who love you for who you are. I’ll make sure to help show you how much everyone cares for you, I just don’t want you to think that it’s your fault.”
“Koushi…” You murmur, but he steals your words by means of pressing his lips against yours, fingers brushing against your cheek once before he pulls away. He flashes you a grin, as infectious as ever and you can’t help but feel a gentle tug at your lips.