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grafitti-translator · 3 months

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Ok! 27ar7ing 7o read @vitriolicperceptive2 fic rec2, 27ar7ing wi7h "honey whiskey" by abjectimpulse, 16k word2, explici7

Im no7 doing any hard anali2y2, ju27 pu77ing down my 7hough72 a2 I read and maybe my opinion of 7he whole 7hing a7 7he end

I7 go7 a bi7 long bu7 if i7 7urn2 ou7 I wro7e 7hi2 for no one I'll be pi22ed 2o plea2e read

27ar7ing of wi7h 2ome clone horror, 7he idea of being 7he clone, locked away from your own life i2 7he ba2i2 of 7he mo27 fucked up fic i've ever read (alway2 check 7he 7ag2 kid2!) 2o im hoping 7hi2 i2 a bi7 be77er

Kinda 2en2ele22 of 7he guy of making a whole a22 per2on and no7 7hink abou7 7he implica7ion2!

And 7he ha7red 27ar7ed already

Poor damn 7hing, 7he de2pera7ion hi7 him quick

"you aren7 even a real per2on" fucking owch dude

"like you u2ed 7o do when you were real"

Li77le dude go7 moved 7o 7he 2hade2 hell yeah! (No7 really) freedom of movemen7 le2 go!

Fun fac7! Roxane i2 7he be27 charac7er! No7 my favori7e ju27 7he be27

7he ang27 over here

"he's clearly not interested in dirk,...

Living in 2ervice of 2omeone el2e you're no7 100% 2ure you even like anymore i2 2uch a weird feeling, can7 imagine doing i7 for 2omeone you ha7e a2 much a2 AR doe2 here

27op making me di2like 7he2e kid2 I really really like!

Real freedom of movemen7! And a name! We're going up in 7he world

GO77A ge7 a new voicebox 7ho

Adore 7he (you 7ell your2elf) bi72 b7w, 10/10 denial over here

Robo7 buddie2!

FIGH7 FIGH7 FIGH7

OH 2HI7 7ha7 wa2 quick

Ok 7hey are defini7ely gonna fuck, kinda curiou2 on 7he how 7ho, con2idering one of 7hem i2 made of me7al and doe2n'7 have geni7al2

Oh yeah dirick i2 da7ing jackob 27ill, 7hi2 i2 infideli7y, bad

Hauell i2 in 2UCH a power 7rip rn, he kinda de2erve2 i7 bu7 MAN

He2 gonna fucking die mid 2ex

Ok, no one2 dead

"wha7 have you go77en your2elf in7o?" Good fucking que27ion buddy

Poor Roxane having 7o deal wi7h 7hem

Ye2 ignore 7he problem, 7ha7 i2 normal and gonna 2olve and well i7 2eem2 we are no7 ignoring i7 huh

Horrible rou7ine and horrible habi72

"he2 2o beau7iful when he2 dying" DUDE

2o 7he horrible rou7ine i2 horrible? Who could have 2een 7HA7 coming (<- 2ex joke becau2e 7hey are fucking rn)

REALLY? AND 7HE PLO7 I2 GONNA 27AR7 NOW???!!? NOW?!?!??

Ok we 2kipped i7 good

I feel like 2omeone fucking bi7 me

Ge77ing hi2 2hi7 7oge7her, how long 7ill i7 fall2 apar7?

I72 no7 gonna be rox buddy

Dirick c'mon dude you can7 keep people a2 backup2 like 7ha7

If you can feel 7he fabric on your 2kin 7he comfor7 i2n7 pre7end no ma77er how 2in7he7ic your 2kin i2

FIGH7 FIGH7 FIGH7

No figh7 :(

Aaaaand he give2 in, woooow 2o unexpec7ed, i7 i2 kinda 2ad how mi2erable hauell alway2 i2 7ho

"you ha7e me?" 7here2 no way you didn'7 2ee 7hi2 one coming

And 7hey are back a7 i7

Im gonna be hone27 I hope 7he dea7h i2 bloody 7ha7 would be kinda ho7

2uffoca7ion :( no blood

7hi2 i2 27ill 7he coole27 2ex 7heyve had and no one go7 off

Ki7chen knive2? Le72 go

He2 2uicidal and ha2 good 7a27e wha7 do you mean why

OH 2HI7 HELL YEAH 7HI2 IT 7HE COOLE27

did you know people have 2o 2o many organ2 and in2ide2? Hauell know2 now

I hope he ge72 2ho7 nex7 7ime

I kinda wi2h we could 2ee 2ome of 7he 2kipped one2 bu7 i ge7 i7

Ok feeling2 7ime I gue22

And 7here i7 i2!

Ju27 confe22 dude you've been fucking for a while

I feel 2o damn weird

7hi2 i2 2wee7 ac7ually, 7he 2of7 momen7 af7er all 7he blood

Hey! VP, have you ever heard of a game called "2lay 7he prince22"? I72 amazing and I 7hink youd like i7

La27 chap7er le72 go

2aaaaaaaaad

Hmmmm he... He did no7 7ake 7ha7 confe22ion a2 well a2 he could have hm

I72 ok Hal you're a charac7er in a 27ory don7 worry

Impor7an7 comver2a7ion 7ime bu7 you probably 2houldn7 be fucking during i7

He kinda de2erved i7 bu7 ok

I love 7he2e li77le adoring bi72 7woard2 life and per2onhood, being a 7roll i2 7he be27

"can'7 a guy have a li77le men7al breakdown? A2 a 7rea7?" Yeah

7AAAAAAAALLLKKKKKK

Kinda 2ad you don7 wanna cau2e 7ha7 wa2 pre77y grea7 ac7ually

He didn7 ge7 2ho7 b7w

I7 would be 2o funny if dirick didn7 like him back

Awn, he doe2 7ho

Ok final 7hough72? 10/10 didn7 7hink i7 would ge7 7ha7 fucked up and 7hen i7 did! 7he 2mu7 fucking ruled bu7 i7 wa2n7 a2 bloodied a2 i7 could've been (I wanna 2ee 7he lobo7omy!) 7he 2of7 momen72 were 2o fucking 2ad 7he2e boy2 are 2o damn de2pera7e, if I weren7 wri7ing 7hi2 i7 would've probably afec7ed me more bu7 i 27ill feel all weird af7er 7ha7, like I can feel my individual organ2 7ouching each o7her

7hank you 2o much for 7he rec now I can7 wai7 for 7he o7her2!!!

#my po27 #g72 fic 7ime #7hi2 wa2 GOOD #be77er 7hen i expec7ed hone27ly

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chocafe · 6 years

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yanjuniverse · 6 years

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Hello Soulmate | Fan Chengcheng

[still on hiatus] / [a/n: hello. i just listened to soulmate by zico ft iu. i suck at soulmate scenarios but i hope you all bare with me for this.]

“You waited for a long time / Hello, my soulmate.”

Chengcheng threw his head back and smiled at the lyrics that played from his phone. He couldn’t wait to see you. He couldn’t wait for midnight. He couldn’t wait until you could see what he saw - that red string that connected your pinkies together.

He’s happy that of all the people in the world, it was you. Most people have to go through hell and back, untangling their strings and hoping they won’t break. The strings weren’t visible until one turned the ripe age of eighteen. That’s when most people start their journies to find who they’re meant to be with.

Chengcheng still remembers the moment he found out.

It was 11:59PM, one minute before he had turned 18. All of his friends were gathered around his table, ready to celebrate the moment he found out. The cake was already set and candles lit. His friends started to cheer a countdown as you sat across from him asking him to make a wish.

And sure, maybe his soulmate was the last thing on his mind. Hell, after hearing Zhangjing had to travel all the way to the middle of Germany to find Yanjun casually sitting outside of a coffee shop, he thought that maybe a soulmate was the last thing he should wish for. So as the numbers got closer to one, he shut his eyes and began to wish for his usual: to outgrow Wenjun one of these days, good health, for one of his presents to be the watch he’s been wanting since he was sixteen and that you stayed in his life for a long time.

As soon as the clock struck midnight, Chengcheng felt a slight tug on his hand. He opened his eyes and saw you clapping across from him, shouting to blow the candles out. He found himself stuck in time.

There. On your right pinky. A shiny, red, strong string. His eyes followed the trail back to his own right hand. He gasped.

“Make a wish!” you told him.

Would it have been selfish of him to wish that this year would pass by a little faster?

Chengcheng counted down the days until you turned 18. He wanted so badly to tell you that you were his soulmate but he knew the rules. If you revealed your soulmate to the person before the other turns 18, your thread will break and you two would never end up together. Of course, this wasn’t a problem for most people. Most people would have to wait years to meet their soulmates.

So, for a year, Chengcheng toughed it out. He tried to keep his excitement to a minimum. He tried to conceal his feelings. Even when you went and dated Li Xikan, tangling your string with his in the process. Even when Li Xikan broke your heart. Even when you asked him if soul mates were even real. Chengcheng stayed your best friend and promised that you would find your soulmate soon. When you would fall asleep next to him, he’d play with the thread and smiled at how strong it felt between his finger tips.

“When most people meet their soulmates, their strings are usually frail,” he remembers his friend Xukun telling him. When he had met Ziyi, their line was just hanging by a string. Years of forcing love on other people, being wreckless and nights spent untangling their threads until their fingers bled almost lead to their demise. Luckily, they had found each other before it was too late.

Chengcheng is definitely a lucky boy. He knows that every time he looks at you. He also has the advantage of being older than you and therefore, could take care of the line that held you both together.

When he was younger, Chengcheng developed feelings for you. He was about thirteen when he first told his older sister that he thought you were pretty. His big sister simply smiled and agreed but warned him to keep his feelings at bay. She didn’t want him to lose a best friend in the process of something that wasn’t fated to be. But Chengcheng knew, somewhere deep down inside of him, that you were the one for him.

It’s getting closer to midnight now. Your parents had promised to take you out for breakfast in the morning and were fast asleep. You were well on your ways to bed too when you heard a tap at your window. You got up and peaked out to see Chengcheng throwing pebbles towards the glass.

“What are you doing?” you laugh.

“Come out!” he tells you.

You roll your eyes at him. He’s such a silly boy, you think. You pad down to the front door and smile as you see Chengcheng sitting on the porch with a cupcake. He waves you over as he places the candle on top and carefully lights it.

“What are you doing?” you ask again, taking a seat across from him.

“I wanted to be the first one to wish you a happy birthday,” he explains. “Are you excited?”

“For what?” you cross your arms, leaning closer to look at the cupcake.

“To find out who your soulmate is!” he grins.

You roll your eyes. “Chengcheng, a soulmate is the last thing on my mind. I have to start getting ready for college,” you explain. “I’ve waited eighteen years to find out who my soulmate is. I’m sure I could wait a bit longer.”

“You never know,” he smiles as he holds up the cupcake. He slowly starts to sing to you, his voice quiet and gentle.

You’ve liked Chengcheng since you were twelve. The boy had made some comment about how pretty you were and since then, everything has gone down hill. You think about him a lot. You think about his pretty smile, his full lips and how sweet he is towards you. You guys were best friends though so despite how you felt, you decided to keep your feelings at bay. You didn’t want to lose your best friend over something that wasn’t fated to be.

Chengcheng finishes up the song and smiles, telling you to close your eyes and make a wish.

You sigh and shut your eyes.

You were going to be 18 in seconds. That meant that you would find out who your soulmate was. Maybe you wouldn’t find out for a while but the thought still scared you. To end up with someone who wasn’t Chengcheng scared you. Yeah, you dated around a bit in hopes it would take your mind off of Chengcheng but to no avail. You were so deeply in love with him that you would constantly ask him if soulmates were true in hopes that he would turn and say no. You hoped he would tell you that soulmates didn’t exist, that you wouldn’t find yours in hopes that maybe you could bend the rules and end up together.

Chengcheng counts down from ten. His breath fanning over your face with every word.

I wish that no matter what happens, Chengcheng stays in my life forever, you wish.

And as the clock strikes twelve, you don’t even get the chance to open your eyes. Chengcheng has suddenly planted his lips on yours. You’re shocked. His kiss is filled with desperation and need. One hand finds it’s way to your hip while the other intertwines his fingers with yours. You cup his cheek, a blush prominent on your face.

He kisses you for what seems like forever that when he pulls away, out of breath and bashful, you’re surprised that the sun hasn’t come up yet.

He kisses you a couple of more times, grinning and nipping at your lips.

“Cheng,” you breathe.

“I’ve waited so long for this,” he whispers between kisses. “Do you know how mad you drive me? How hard it’s been not to just pull your stupid face to mine and kiss you all the time? Do you even realize how hard this last year has been?” he scolds you, pressing more kisses to your neck.

You gasp, “Chengcheng.”

He kisses you once more before pulling away and grinning, holding your intertwined hands up.

That’s when you see it. A red string that shines so bright that it radiates onto Chengcheng’s cheeks. It shines and sparkles and explains so much why, no matter how much you’ve tried, you’ve never been able to shake the feelings you felt for Chengcheng.

“You’ve waited for a long time,” he whispers. “Hello, my soulmate.”

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fanfancheng · 5 years

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Studying with Fan Chengcheng

Word count: 385

A/N: my first foray back onto fanfic writing so I thought I'd do something more fun and light. Feedback welcome. Requests are welcome.

The only time he studies is when he's with you

50% of the time is spent watching you study

40% is spent sleeping or listening to music

10% is him actually studying

You're constantly distracted by him watching you because it makes you self-conscious about how you should be sitting, writing, and everything

When you look up at him he either looks down and pretends to study or smiles at you

His dumb smile always makes you forget your train of thought

Occasionally, you'll look up and he'll be studying for real

He's really attractive when he's focusing on his books

His eyebrows come together and his lips pout as his brain works to understand the topic he's currently working on.

When he finally gets it, he smiles and scribbles something in his notebook

Otherwise, he's probably dancing in his chair to the newest bop on his playlist

When you start to lose focus, you play with him by resting your foot in his lap and taking candid photos of him

He's mildly annoyed but he doesn't stop you

Always has snacks

Fills your water bottle without you asking and places a cookie next to it when he comes back

You like to watch YouTube or anime when you get bored of studying but he will bring you out for a walk instead of doing something that would prevent you from going back to studying

If you have to look for a book in the library, he'll come with you

You end up taking a lot longer than you intended because he ends up pulling you into a quiet corner to steal kisses from you

When you fall asleep, he drapes his jacket over your shoulders and watches you sleep

Never fails to make you leave the library by 7pm by bribing you with dinner

He doesn't study much when he's with you but manages to maintain a 3.8 GPA, attends extracurriculars and has a healthy social life

He doesn't tell you that he studies for 3 hours nonstop when he gets home because he's too distracted by you to study

But he knows that school is important to you and keeps you company at the library to spend time with you

He's mainly there to make sure you're not overworking yourself or stressing

#fan chengcheng #nine percent #nex7 #yuehua nex7 #nine percent scenarios #nine percent imagines #nine percent imagine #nine percent scenario #nex7 scenario #nex7 imagine #nex7 scenarios #nex7 imagines

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chxseungyoun · 6 years

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Li Quanzhe ♡ 》 A Cute Curse

Pairing: A cursed! Quanzhe x An awkward! Reader

Genre: Fluff, AU-- idk what kind of AU this is.

Maybe life would have been better if you were not bullied by a certain someone.

Li Quanzhe was a member of one of the most notorious groups in Yuehua Academy.

He seem to have always had a target on your back because you had been the only person he had bullied.

Sometimes, you just wished that something happened to him so he would stop.

And as if the universe hears your plead, something did happen.

See, you often isolated yourself from people by hiding in the library and well..to avoid Quanzhe.

But he knew where to find you.

And pestered you once again.

You had been grasping tightly on a book to control yourself.

But you had enough.

So it was a surprise to him when you turned around, face all red from embarrassment and annoyance that you were bottling up.

"I wish you turned into a hamster so you could know how it is to feel so small!"

And poof.

He turned into a orangey hamster.

You were about to scream when you saw and he squeaked so hard when he realized he was no longer himself.

He was about to go all mad at you but he then realized he could not speak. Instead he squeaked so loud.

You just stared at him.

Scared and confused.

You then turned to the book you had been holding and the words on it creepes you out.

Be careful with what you wish for.

So you crouched down and looked at Quanzhe. Surely, you did not mean to turn him into an animal...but here he is.

You scooped him up and he was thumping his small feet on your hand.

"I don't know what happened but I will take care of you while...you're this..."

He still seem mad.

But you did try your best to take care of him.

You fed him...human food, still. But mushed into a size he could fit in his tiny mouth.

You even placed a bed made out of small hankerchiefs on your bed so he could feel comfortable.

You also gave him baths which you swore you could see some red on hia little furry cheeks.

It had gone like that for three months.

The news today had flashed the same old news about how a son of the Li family had gone missing a few months back and the family was willing to reward anyone who knew where he was.

You stole a glance at Quanzhe and he crawled away into his own blanket. He seem rather sad...but you did not know how to console him.

So you placed him on your chest and gave him a very careful hug. He seem hesitant because he squirmed against your palm but you still hugged him.

You knew that he needed it.

Soon you could feel him shaking a bit under your touch.

You had stroked his back with your finger and hummed to calm him down.

"It'll be alright...soon, you'll turn back into a human again and be happy again..." you kept repeating to him.

He wondered sometimes.

Why you had been kind to him all along despite how he treated you so badly.

Wishing him happiness when he became human again was like asking for misery for yourself and he felt really bad.

You were actually a cool person.

A humble one too.

And a beautiful girl overall.

He felt his tiny hamster heart beating so fast. Maybe this was something he liked about not being able to speak.

It was difficult for him to admit that he was starting to like you.

He wish he could have been kinder to you. Maybe if he did...he wouldn't be a hamster and he wouldn't have been just a bully in your eyes.

He noticed your slow breathing and when he looked up, he felt his tiny heart beating at your sleeping face.

He wiggled out of your hand and crawled close towards your face.

If he were stuck as a hamster, he would have been lucky enough to be stuck with you.

He nuzzled his nose against your cheek and took his place to sleep on your shoulder.

The next day, you were surprised when you felt a warm breeze against your neck.

You opened your eyes and you turned your head to the side to see a sleeping Quanzhe.

Oh...

OH.

He was human again and he was so close!

You were about to pull away but you couldn't since he had his arm wrapped tightly around your waist.

You gave up for now and just took a moment to look at his face. It has been a while since you saw it and compared to his usual teasing face, he seemed at ease.

He tightened his hug around your waist and pulled you closer which made your cheeks redden because it had been too close to cause him to unconsciouly kiss you.

And this woke him up.

You both were in a state of shock.

He pulled away from you and quickly sat up. You then looked away and so did he.

Your hearts were both beating so loudly.

He then thanked you in the smallest voice, got up and left.

So the whole school rejoiced when he returned. He made some reason that he got abducted but escaped and here he was.

You went back to isolating yourself from people which was not really bad for you.

Six months passed and you two just avoided one another.

You hated to admit it but you did miss hamster Quanzhe.

You were helping out in the library today by puttng the books back in their proper shelves.

But you then felt a tap on your shoulder and you saw Quanzhe looking a bit..hesitant.

You were about to ask him what he wanted but he just cupped your cheeks and pressed his lips against yours.

You dropped the books in shock. His kiss was kind but it also somehow seem desperate? You felt your heart sink because you kind of longed for this too.

Scared to kiss back, it took you a few more seconds before doing so.

He then pulled away and stared into your eyes. "I missed you." was the first thing he said.

And you said it back which caused him to smile softly.

"I honestly rather be a hamster just to be with you again...I thought...I could forget you in six months but it was just too hard...the other boys made it hard for me too. They kept teasing me that I was in love with you and I didn't want to believe it, at first..."

He was so flustered when confessing that you just pulled him into a hug.

"Are you happy as a human now, Quanzhe..?" You joked and he chuckled as well as he tightened his embrace around you.

"More than you can imagine."

So guess how shookt the school was whe you two went out in public hand in hand while wearing matching hamster shirts.

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vicccwrites · 6 years

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BF! Chengcheng Texts

(A/N: I didn’t meant to basically write an engagement scene? It was supposed to be a promise ring but then it sorta turned into an engagement ring?? Idk either works I guess ;-; Anyway, this is for the lovely anon who requested it, I hope you enjoyyyy bby~ it was a blast to write!!)

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i-m-tiny · 3 years

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Punishment [Dom!Chengcheng X Sub!Justin]

TW // SMUT //

"Tsk tsk tsk little baby boy you want to get punished hmm?" Chengcheng says pinning Justin to the wall. "Y-yes daddy~" Justin says softly, whining in Chengcheng's ears. Chengcheng smirks and turns over Justin, pushing him on the bed. "It's gonna be a long night baby boy" Chengcheng says in his deep raspy voice as he strips himself and starts hovering over Justin, kissing him harshly with passion and lust. Justin breaks the kiss to catch his breath and looks into Chengcheng's eyes... His eyes weren't the innocent, dark brown hazel eyes... instead they were dark, full of lust. Chengcheng smirks and says "done staring at me?" Justin blushes at his comment and looks away, trying to avoid Chengcheng's hungry gaze. Chengcheng starts stripping Justin ruthlessly, just as if a hungry beast possessed him. He was not the innocent and cute Chengcheng which Justin met at the shooting set. Yes... Chengcheng looks really innocent and warm but only Justin knows the fact that this soft boy is a whole beast in sheets.

Chengcheng entangles his hands in Justin' soft hair and pulls them, giving him a better view of the boy's neck. Chengcheng licks his lips at the sight of his neck and starts kissing him behind his ears. Sucking and kissing softly... not even leaving an inch of his skin. He knew it... Justin was all his, and he wanted the world to know that. While Chengcheng was marking his boyfriend with red-purple bruises on his neck, the younger was moaning and whimpering under the elder's touch. Well, who could blame him...? He always went weak under his touch. It was magic to him. Just one skin interaction and he is already on his knees for the elder boy.

Chengcheng moves down to his nipples, slowly rubbing them and placing soft, full of love kisses on the erected nipples of the younger while he whimpers. "D-daddy p-please~~" Justin whines pleading Chengcheng to abuse his hole which was clenching around nothing. "Please what babyboy" Chengcheng says, smirking and slowly rubbing the slit of the younger's erection. Justin arches his back in pleasure "p-please f-fuck me d-daddy- b-babyboy is needy~" "aww look at you, whimpering under my touch... looks like I have a really great effect on you, do I?" "Y-yes y-you do b-but just f-fuck me a-already" Chengcheng smirks and slowly starts pumping the younger's erection "like this?" "Y-yeah- F-fuck- aah-" a trail of moans and curses leave the younger's mouth as the elder pleasures him by increasing his speed as the moments pass by…"I-I'm c-close" "already?" Chengcheng stops. Of course, he can't let the younger one release so early. "W-why did you s-stop?" Justin whines, craving for his touch. "I just can't let you cum so easily Justin... wait a little" he smirks and flips Justin, making his ass face Chengcheng. The elder spanks it leaving a bright red print on the soft ass cheeks of the needy little boy. Chengcheng, with his big hands, gropes Justin' ass cheeks and spreads them, creating enough space needed by the dominant one. Chengcheng starts licking the younger's clenching hole. "So sweet. Just as I wanted it to be '' Chengcheng says, before continuing to abuse the already clenching hole of the submissive boy. Justin moans at the feeling of Chengcheng's warm tongue on his clenching hole. "It f-feels so g-good", says Justin, making Chengcheng smirk and blow at it. The vibration run through the submissive boy's body making him moan from the pleasure he was receiving.

"Wet enough for at least 3 of my fingers to slip in" Chengcheng smirks and speaks in a teasing tone. "T-three?" the submissive says in shock. How can he handle THREE FINGERS in that hole? "Yeah, three fingers. I know you can handle that much for me, can you?" "I c-can" "Good boy" Chengcheng says, slipping his middle finger in the throbbing, ready-to-be-abused hole of Justin. "Hmm you take my fingers in so well, don’t you?'' Chengcheng slips another finger into the tight little hole of the poor boy who was moaning under him. Slipping in the final finger, Chengcheng increases his pace.

"D-daddy- f-fuck this is s-so good"

"Is it?"

"Y-yes- C-can I c-cum?"

"No" "为什么？("Why?")"

"Because it's a punishment for my baby boy".

Justin whines at this statement. He really wanted to release his load on his boyfriend... but he couldn't because he doesn't want another punishment to add up. If you are wondering what made Chengcheng punish him like this... it's because when they were at shoot Justin was flirting with the other cast members to make Chengcheng jealous. After all, Justin asked for his punishment.

Chengcheng pulls out his fingers and rams his big erection into the little boy's hole. "Fuck-" Justin curses at the sudden feeling of pleasure. Grunts and groans leave Chengcheng's mouth. "Fuck- you're still so tight- do I need to do this every day?" Justin couldn't make any sentences. The only sounds leaving his mouth were loud moans, screams which were Chengcheng's name and this turned on Chengcheng even more. Chengcheng is no 'unique' person to be turned on by this though... who wouldn't be turned on by this anyways. Time passes and Chengcheng twitches inside Justin.

"F-fuck d-daddy I-I'm c-close"

"Me too baby boy"

"C-can we cum t-together?"

"Of course, baby"

They agree and both release their loads together. Chengcheng's seeds dripping out of Justin' hole was pure bliss to him. Justin was lying there on the bed, panting and recovering from his high. Meanwhile Chengcheng pulls out from the younger's hole and cleans himself up. After wearing a new pair of boxers and wiping himself off, he goes to his helpless and tired boyfriend who was already half-asleep due to the immense amount of pleasure he received.

"Let's clean you up baby" "I'm tired..." "Don't worry... you lay here and I will clean you. okay?" "Thank you" Chengcheng flashes him a smile before grabbing a towel and making it damp in warm water. Chengcheng reaches Justin and starts wiping his body with the damp towel. "Was I too harsh on you?" Chengcheng asks, concerned. "No, not at all" Justin answers in a tired tone. After cleaning him up, Chengcheng lies next to his, now asleep, boyfriend. He ruffles Justin' hair and covers both of their bodies with a soft blanket. Just at the moment, soft water drop sounds could be heard from outside. Chengcheng smiles to himself at the thought of Justin being all his now. He loved him so much... and so did Justin. Chengcheng hugs his boyfriend's thin waist and drifts to sleep. "I love you so much Justin" "I love you too Chengcheng" Justin says before finally drifting off to sleep.

#nine percent #fan chengcheng #justin huang #nex7 #idol producer #nex7 minghao #nex7 fan chengcheng #huang minghao #nine percent imagines #nine percent smuts

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thedreamstore · 3 years

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Let's talk about this Zhengting

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vermemesol · 4 years

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Fan Cheng Cheng & Actress!Reader

Pairing : Fan Cheng Cheng x Actress!Reader

Genre : Fluff

so you’re an actress and you’re also very good friends with Fan Bing Bing

you’ve worked together a lot so automatically you become good friends

one of the days, after work, she invites you to go visit her brother

who is also working on a drama :D

you’ve heard a lot about her brother

not just from her because you’ve also watched idol producer

you’re also a fan of both Nine Percent and NEXT

Bing Bing knew that you were a fan, that’s why she decided to ask if you were interested in going with her

when both of you arrive at the set, Cheng Cheng sees you two and immediately runs towards you two

“Cheng, this is Y/N, my co-actress.” she introduces you to her brother

oh shit, the moment he saw you it was as if he saw an angel sent from above

you shake hands

kind of awkward first meeting situation

then he’s called back to set to continue where they left off

you two stand around to watch for a bit before going to Cheng Chengs dressing room to wait for him instead

the initial plan was to wait for Cheng Cheng together until he finished filming

BUT Bing Bing was called back to set because something happened

and she told you to continue waiting here because she didn’t want Cheng Cheng to come back and see that no one is waiting for him

you tried??? to insist on going back with her??? but she insisted??? you stay???

so you do wait

it’s really awkward tho??? you’re in the dressing room of someone that you don’t know well??? someone you’re a fan of???

it’s like a fan sneaking into their favourite idols dressing room

that does not seem like a very good first impression

soon enough you hear the door click open and you look up to see, of course, Cheng Cheng

“Uh... Where’s my sister?”

you explain to him what happened

and he’s like “Oh... Okay...”

G r e a t

the awkwardness increases

“Sooo, do you want to go get coffee or something?” you ask

he looks at you like ‘Are you asking me out or ???’

“I mean, I don’t think your sister is gonna come back anytime soon and just staying here is... boring.” you add

‘Oh, so not a date.’ he thinks to himself

HAH, LOOK AT HOW MUCH HE WANTS YOU, A DATE HE THOUGHT

a n y w a y s

you two head to a cafe nearby

grab a cup of coffee

a slice of cake maybe

and once again the awkwardness begins because you’re both just sipping on coffee and looking at your phones

geez, how can people who work in the same entertainment path be so socially awkward???

he looks around and sees that on your phone was a Nine Percent pop grip

he chuckles very slightly but you heard it and looked at him

and he looks away as if nothing happened

okay then, you continue to look at your phone

and he continues to stare at you

you can literally feel him staring at you??? like boy, stop it, it’s kind of weird

“You like Nine Percent?” he finally decides to ask you

you look up at him

“How’d you know?” you ask and he points to the back of your phone and you check to see what it was

“Oh... well that’s embarrassing.” you laugh awkwardly

he was actually really happy that you knew him not just because of his sister

he also wanted to know if he was your bias :D

“Who’s your favourite tho?” he asks out of curiousity

“I’m not allowed to like anyone other than Kun Kun apparently.” you say

in his head, he’s like ‘Wait what???’ I’m sure you (reader) are confused too because I forgot to mention YOUR BROTHER IS KUN KUN HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

that’s how you got into Idol Producer and Nine Percent BTW :D

“Oh, uh, I’m his sister.” you explain

“Oh. OH.” he finally realizes that all the times that your brother has talked about his stupid sister, it was you

“He did say that I’m allowed to meet Nong Nong tho.” you add

“Did you ever meet him tho?”

“Maybe?” you reply

“Wait, so you’ve been to our concerts and stuff?” he asks again

“Of course I have. But I meet up with my brother in private because he doesn’t want me to meet you guys.” it was at this moment you knew, you had to do something

“Wait, can I take a selife with you?” you ask

“I want to show it to my brother.” and so you did

oh boy, did Kun want to come and smack Cheng Cheng when he saw the selfie you sent

“What did he say???” Cheng asked

“He said he’s gonna kick your butt.” you showed him the text

this is also when Cheng Cheng realizes that he can take this chance to ask for your number or something

“Can you send that to me? The selfie. I’m not gonna post it or anything, just for keeps.” he smiled

you know what this boy is up to, so you comply, giving him your number :D

cONGRATS, WHEN’S THE WEDDING???

from then on, you guys became really close and all

lots of cafe dates

okay maybe you two ended up being more than just friends

and Kun is still going to kick his butt for dating you

you two make such a cute couple tho

BONUS TEXT :

- END -

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nextsevxn · 4 years

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Zhengting: It’s funny how you two are such good friends. Didn’t he hate you at first?

Zeren: Xinchun hates everybody at first. It’s his way of reaching out to people.

#incorrect nex7 #nex7 #nex7 texts #nex7 quotes #zhu zhengting #ding zeren #idol producer #nine percent #creds to owner #source: tumblr #nex7 imagines #idol producer scenarios #9%#next quotes #yuehua ent #yuehua next #youth with you is about to end im excited ahhh

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threeopossumsinacoat · 3 years

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Zhengting

(part of Head is Spinning)

Roles: graduate student!Zhengting x female reader

Genre: smut

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: explicit language, public sexual encounters, derogatory terms (but you shut that shit down)

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Zhengting was a graduate student. He had been a TA for one of your art history classes last year. You didn’t sleep with him at the time--you have some principles--but the two of you eye fucked each other all semester long. You hooked up a few times in the spring when he wasn’t in charge of your grades anymore, and once over the summer, too. You aren't surprised to find him in the library on a Tuesday night. Well, it would be more accurate to say he finds you. He came looking for a book for his thesis when he saw you typing away on your laptop. There were rarely people in this section of the stacks because there weren’t many art majors who spent a whole lot of time in the library, and it was a pretty remote corner. Zhengting continues on his way to find his book after he sees you, but he circles back around after, like it’s a coincidence.

“Hey, Y/n,” you hear muffled over the sound of the instrumental music coming from your ear buds. He’s standing in front of you, across the table and your eyes follow all the way up from his hips to his thin, angular face, his light brown hair curls over his forehead. You pull one earbud out.

“Oh, hey, Zhengting,” you smile.

"Did that kid Justin get it touch with you?" he asks, standing with the book he picked up in one hand and his other hand in his pocket.

"Yeah," you say with a laugh.

He catches the look in your eye when you think about Justin on your couch. "Oh, no, you didn't ruin him did you?" he asks, his head turning to the side.

"No! I didn't. We just...made out a little bit," you admit.

"Y/n!" he says loudly in mock indignation.

"Shh! Zhengting!” you hiss, wanting him to not yell your name in the library. “It was just a little bit." You blush.

"You're such a whore for artists." He shakes his head at you.

“Oh, please. Centuries of male artists having their way with as many women as they wanted, but I’m not allowed to love men. To admire and appreciate their bodies?” you scoff.

He chuckles and rolls his eyes. "Whatever. You mind if I sit?"

"Sure,” you shrug.

There’s plenty of room at this table for both of you, but you’re surprised when, of the three empty chairs, he chooses to sit in the one to your left. You slide some of your stuff over a few inches to give him some space. He settles and opens his book like he’s going to read it, but he has no such intention. He pretends for long enough for you to go back to writing your paper. It takes you a minute to get your train of thought back and refocus on impressionism, but you get there.

After you’ve written a couple of sentences, you feel Zhengting’s warm hand on your thigh just above your knee. You look down at it, his pale broad hand sitting in stark contrast to the thin black leggings you’re wearing under a red cotton dress. You’re not quite sure what you should do. Zhengting likes to play. It’s like that game you used to play in high school where someone would put their hand on your thigh and slowly inched upward to test you until you said it was too much. That’s exactly what Zhengting is doing now. He wants to see if you’ll tell him to stop and when. You should definitely tell him to stop, but you don’t want to. You want to see just how far he’ll take it. Is he bluffing? Would he really try to touch you in the library? Will you let him?

He hasn’t moved his hand yet, not up, down or away. It’s just sitting there and after looking at his long fingers for a second you look back up at your computer screen without looking in his direction, playing along with his little sexual game of chicken. You hear him huff a laugh through the smile that must be plastered across his face, and now you’re pretending to read, too. He slides his hand a couple of inches up your leg, and your eyes involuntarily flick downward before coming up again without acknowledging him in any other way, but you know he’s looking at your face. Since he hasn’t been able to get to you yet he continues his journey toward the top of your thigh, pushing your dress up. He’s moving very slowly and gives your flesh a squeeze when he reaches your thickest part. His strong fingers knead into you, causing your heat to clench around nothing.

You clear your throat and look at him finally. “Can I help you?” you snark.

“I’m just wondering if I can help you,” he responds.

“How would you help me?” You’re dying to know.

“Well, you said you and Justin only made out last night. Knowing you, I’d guess that got you all high and tense. I bet you could use a little release.” His eyes have grown dark and his fingers have slipped from your inner thigh to your core, giving you just enough pressure to let you know he’s there.

“What makes you think I didn’t take care of myself?” you smirk.

He shrugs. “I was just checking,” he says, pulling his hand away.

You grab his wrist and look him in the eyes. “Don’t start something you aren’t going to finish, Zhu.”

His eyebrow twitches as his smile grows. He leans closer to you and returns his hand to cup your mound.

“Get back to work,” he says, jerking his chin toward your laptop. You twist your face up in a smile as you turn your face forward again, returning your hands to a typing position. He places his fingers flat over your covered opening, having to make some space for his hand between your closed thighs. You hear him gasp quietly when he bends his middle finger to graze your slit.

“You aren’t wearing underwear, are you?” he asks in a quiet, sultry voice.

You giggle. “Nope.” You desperately need to do laundry, but you’ve been too lazy and not had the time.

“You slut,” he teases.

You turn to him seriously. “Don’t call me a slut.”

“Oh, honey. I love it,” he assures you, but you’re not kidding. You can’t stand that word. You stare him down. “Fine, got it. You are a very naughty girl, though. Coming to the library with no panties, like you wanted me to touch you,” he smirks.

You turn back to your screen, as if you’re no longer interested in the firm strokes he’s giving you, but you’re not telling him to stop and you both know you don’t want him to. He can feel your heat and as he works over you he can feel your slick leaking out to wet your crotch.

“Oh, honey. I am going to ruin these leggings,” he mutters. You say nothing as he rubs circles around your most sensitive part. You’d been doing a pretty good job of acting unbothered up until that point, but now your hips jump in your seat. He feels the pulse of your clenching and drives his fingers down again, pushing your leggings into your folds as he goes. He’s enjoying the way you’re drenching your pants for him and he pushes harder, pressing into your yearning entrance. Your mouth falls open and your tongue sneaks out to wet your lips. Your leggings are old, getting threadbare, and Zhengting has just discovered the beginning of a hole in your crotch. He can feel your juice on his finger tip and he stops his movement for a moment before he digs his finger into the small hole, widening it.

“Oh my god,” he breaths, and you’re both a little lost in the headiness of this sudden turn. Zhengting’s finger is against your swollen flesh and all you can think of is having more. He seems to be thinking the same thing as he scoots his chair an inch or two closer to you. He pushes his finger deeper inside the hole, feeling your folds now. He dips his finger into your essence and sighs. Zhengting remembers loving the taste of you, and he’s wishing you weren’t in the library anymore. He’s considering throwing you on the table in front of him and making a meal of you.

“I’ll buy you new leggings,” he says just before he tears the hole wider, making your mouth drop open. He probes his finger inside of you, but can’t get very far with the angle you're sitting at. Without a word you slump in your chair a little, pushing your hips forward, and spread your knees apart so he can squeeze his finger inside of you, both of you sighing.

“Fuck. Have I ever told you how much I like your pussy?” he breathes in your ear, causing you to let your head fall back. He has actually, every time you two are together like this, but you’re not tired of hearing it.

“So fucking tight and wet,” he moans softly as he pushes another finger inside of you all the way up to your sweet spot and dragging the pads of his fingers back down against your wall. There are no words in your head to respond. You’re trying so hard not to make any sound at all as you grip your chair. He pulls his fingers back out to rub firm circles over your clit.

“Fuck, Zhengting,” you hiss, surprised how fast you’re rocketing toward your peak.

“You’re loving this aren’t you?” he laughs, as if he’s not. “You love me getting you off in the library, you dirty girl,” he breathes.

You bite your lips between your teeth trying desperately to hold in your cries of pleasure as the tension builds in your stomach. You hear the ding of the elevator behind you and freeze, but he doesn’t stop.

Zhengting’s lips are against your ear. “You better come before they do,” he commands while he moves his fingers harder and faster against you. You hear footsteps coming in your direction and close your eyes tight.

“Fuck,” you gasp when you hit your climax.

Normally Zhengting would tease you through your shudders, driving you crazy, but he doesn’t wait to withdraw his fingers. You fall forward, burying your head in your arms on the table while he licks you off his fingers. He wipes his saliva on your leggings and you can only laugh because he already promised to replace them. The person who got off the elevator walks by you none the wiser.

“Oh my god,” you sigh happily, leaning back in your chair. You wipe the back of your hand across your forehead for the thin layer of sweat.

Zhengting laughs, too. “Can I drive you home?” he offers.

“Can you? You’d better. I’m not walking across campus to my apartment with my leggings ripped open,” you tell him quietly.

He shrugs. “The breeze might be refreshing.” You both laugh again. You gather your things and wait impatiently, squeezing your legs together, while he checks out his book at the circulation desk. Your dress is definitely covering you, but you still feel vulnerable.

He walks you out to his car and opens the door for you, which would seem gentlemanly if you didn’t know that it was because the automatic locks on his old beat up car don’t work, and if he hadn’t just fingered you in public.

“Your place or mine?” he asks as he starts the car.

You scoff. “Oh, so you think you should get off now, too?” you say in a tone that makes it clear he won’t.

“Can’t blame me for trying,” he laughs. He navigates easily to your apartment from memory. “Well, that was fun,” he says as he parks in front of your building.

“Yeah, let’s do it again sometime,” you grin and wink, knowing you will. You open the door and step out, holding down the back of your dress with your hand. “Oh, and don’t forget you owe me leggings!” you turn back to say before closing the door on his laughter.

#zhu zhengting #NEX7 au #NEX7 smut #NEX7 imagine

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chocafe · 6 years

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pinkity drinkity — fan chengcheng

summary: after an embarassing moment, where you asked for a “pinkity drinkity” at starbucks, you tweet out the story to your followers. after a while, you find out that someone has done the same as you.

pairing: barista!chengcheng x reader

a/n: i know that this was staged, but this is based off this tweet i saw on twitter.

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t0th3nin3s · 4 years

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The Damned | M

NEX7- Fan Chengcheng

M- Mafia theme/ language , violence & some smut

Chapter. One

The ambiance felt different. You felt secluded from the rest of the world, it was a burning sensation that which grew slowly from your neck going all over your body. The DJ continued to play music, loudly enough to drown out anyone’s thoughts, while the bar spoon fed you alcohol by the second. It was a numbing experience that made you almost blind to the man who had been eyeing you for hours.

He sat in his vip corner. Hidden. Away from the world as his large henchmen crowded the entrance to his safe haven, rejecting anyone who approached. But his eyes carried a heavy substance which crawled through your veins into your mind and made you gasp. It was inevitable. He was glorious. Beautiful beyond belief. A god , what a man would once call those of a perfect species. His eyes stayed hooded, demanding your attention the longer you watched. His lips, smirked up slyly. Almost having such an evil essence to it , you felt goosebumps come alive. Maybe it was in the sudden realization that you were single and ready for what the world threw at you, that you didn’t mind his eyes. But you certainly did mind the fact that he looked young, much younger than yourself.

“If I were you, I’d keep my eyes off of that one. He’s trouble.” Your friend, Yuqi, suddenly whispers, bringing you back to reality as you both sat by the bar. You were on your third champagne glass and you could help but feel a little hot the longer the strange man glared your way.

“Who is he?” You suddenly asked, meeting his gaze once more. You could see him take a sip of his drink and signal for one of his men to approach, quickly whispering soemthing to him.

“Trouble. That’s all you need to know, trust me, you won’t be here long to figure out what he’s about. Now, come on, drink up ... happy birthday!” Yuqi grins widely, bringing up her drink for a toast. It was your birthday, a couple more years and you would be hitting the big 3-0. It was shocking really. You never thought you would be finally experiencing life so late but here you are, in a beautiful bar in Hong Kong with one of your best friends.

You never thought a beautiful stranger would catch your attention. It was odd, really , you’ve been single for a while, been working hard to achieve your life long dream of starting up a graphic designer company, you never knew it would actually take off. Being a complete success. You always thought that maybe , just maybe , your wealth and fortune would come at a younger age. But as mother always said, you can never assume what isn’t planned yet ... and here you are, years later enjoying what you’ve always wanted to do- travel.

“I’m sorry , we didn’t order this.” You hear your friend speak as you finish your glass. In front of you was a full bottle of the most expensive champagne chilling in ice. The bartender speaks to your friend , his mandarin seeming almost recognizable the more he spoke. But he was talking too fast and the music was so loud , you weren’t able to fully understand. It wasn’t till the bartender left when you saw the annoyance on your friends face. Something was up.

“I guess this is for you .... but we’re not going to drink it. We’re leaving.”

It was all so sudden, the way your friend gripped your arm and began guiding you towards the exit in such a quick pace , you weren’t prepared to bump into a crowd of shoulders. Your arm soon became free, making you come to a halt , in the middle of the crowd. You felt small. Alone. Lost. But that didn’t last long, once you felt a large presence behind you, a sudden warmth grew within your soul as you felt an arm snake around your waist. The long thick fingers seemed to touch the bit of exposed skin around your hip with a feathery touch.

Turning quickly , your head shot up. Meeting two large honey eyes and a slick smile glaring down at you. This man. The one you were admiring from afar , was now in front of you- holding you. The ground beneath your feet seemed to disappear as you clumsily sway and trip to the side. Clutching onto his suit jacket, you fall more into him , just as his strong arms take you in. Making it seem like it was only you and him , alone in the bar. The music seemed to become a blaring ringing then silence as you continued to stare deep into his beautiful eyes. His body was large, proportions bigger than ever. But something in the back of your heart made you smile, because you finally felt safe.

“You’re not from around here, huh?” His deep voice wakes you on a gasp. Unaware of the noise you made, he grins some more. You nod.

“What’s your name?” He goes on, questioning your appearance but at the same time , your soul seemed to leave your body. Your stomach was up in knots the longer he watched you , awaiting the answer but you were unable to form words. Your mouth was parched , running dry as his eyes dared watch the way your tongue poked out. You weren’t able to function properly.

“You’re a cute little thing , did you not like the champagne I got you?” His question threw you off , bringing you back to reality. He was the mysterious admirer? The man from the vip section , who was now watching you, like as if he was examining every little thing you did. Gaining some power, you took a deep breath.

“Sorry, but I shouldn’t be talking to you, I have to go.” You said. The quiver in your tone was obvious, too obvious as it made the tall stranger smile down at you. Something about his aura made it almost impossible to walk away, but a voice in the back of your head kept screaming to leave. Yet, a tight grip around your waist told you otherwise. Your eyes enlarged , glancing down as he held you closer.

“You have to go because you want too or because someone is making you?” He was teasing you now, his grin seeming almost too snobby for your liking. Gently, you pulled away and he fortunately, didn’t fight it. Letting his arm fall from your frame. He stood taller , both hands in his suit pants pockets , seeming like a boss you didn’t wish to anger. But as you conjured up some excuse to leave, your arm was once again yanked back as your friend came back for you. Her eyes took the strange man in, from his expensive shoes up to the slight swoop of his hair. She was disgusted , to say the least but it was finally time to take a deep breathe that wasn’t laced with him.

“Mr. Fan, sorry for disturbing but we were leaving.” She said calmly, but she couldn’t hide the sudden fear behind her tone. What the hell is going on? Who is this guy? And why did she pick up formalities? You were confused , but too quick were you being rushed out - again. Looking back at the gorgeous cocky stranger who winked your way.

Your heart fluttered then stopped.

“Jesus Christ , I told you to stray from him. He is bad news y/n!” Yuqi hissed, haling a taxi. Your emotions were inevitable, he was gorgeous, mysterious and intimidating but something about his wild eyes and sly smile made you see a different side. You were opposed from asking further questions till you were both at your place. She was staying the night since she lived on the other side of town, and you were okay with that. But, you were still curious.

“Yuqi, who was that man?” You felt brave as she took a deep breath, already annoyed by the question. But she didn’t argue.

“That boy, is Fan Chengcheng. Son and future heir to the Fan Mob.” Her words seem to resonate deep within you. No wonder he was bad news .. he was trouble.

“A mobster?” You say under your breath, still concerned.

“Yeah. His family is powerful as fuck. They basically own most of Beijing and the southeast side of China, Ah don’t even get me started on their connects. They have people in South Korea, Vietnam and Taiwan. They are dangerous.” She said casually, but it was easy to hear her disgust in the mob and the Fan family, yet your thoughts ran back to him.

His cocky attitude and that smile that made you fall right into him. But Yuqi was right .. he’s trouble.

“Just be careful next time we go out , he has a tendency of always getting what he wants. Gah, I hate young guys like him.” Once again, she hollers, completely drained from the conversation. Annoyance clear in her tone as she rushes to the bathroom to remove her makeup.

But he did have a gorgeous smile..

Surprised in your thoughts , you shake your head. You can’t possibly be thinking of him now. Not after countless warnings from your friend and now knowing his work occupancy, that was even worse.

Too old for drama. You don’t need it and you don’t want it.

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.back at the bar.

“What’s up with you and foreigners?” His right hand man jokes, filling up Chengcheng’s glass with a dark liquor. The young mobster grins , sipping the chill alcohol slowly, enjoying the burn as he tastes the citrus goodness.

“They tend to be very adventurous and at times ... really dumb. What can I say, I like them easy.” He replies on a chuckle , clinking glasses with his men as the night continues.

And while you sleep away the hazy night ... he plots. Because whatever Chengcheng wants - Chengcheng gets!

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fanfancheng · 5 years

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Meteor Showers

Word count: 357

Genre: fluff

Scenario: watching the meteor showers with Chengcheng makes you think about deep stuff.

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“Do you think we'll be together forever?”

Chengcheng had kidnapped you from your house to drive to the middle of nowhere, escaping the light pollution of the city to watch the meteor showers.

“Why do you ask that?” He says, his focus not faltering from the black sky.

“There really are only two options for a relationship, right? We either stay together, maybe get married one day but even then there's always the chance of us breaking up.” You say glumly.

“Of course but we don't have to decide that now.”

“Well no but do you think we'll ever have to decide?”

“I think things happen naturally on their own time but it's definitely not an overnight decision.”

You sit up and look at him. He's just staring up blankly at the sky. It's almost pitch black but the remnants of light around you accent his features and soften his skin. He catches you watching him and a smirk sneaks onto his face.

“I'll tell you what,” he props himself on his elbow to face you, “if I ever wakeup and get the sudden realization that I want to be with you forever, I will let you know.” He smiled.

You punch him playfully, “don't make fun of me!”

“I'm not,” he laughs as he flops onto his back.

“What if you wake up and realize you don't want to be with me?” you say quietly, afraid of his answer.

He turns his head to look you in the eyes, “I won't tell you.”

“Why not?”

“Not everything is right or wrong but the day I realize that I don't want to be with you is the day where I know something is wrong.” He said to the sky.

“You're just saying that for now.” You grumble.

“You're missing it,” he says quietly as he pulls you to lay on his chest.

His heartbeat is steady and calm. It assures you that your worries for the future will come when they need to be addressed. What's important now is the present and your time with this person you love more than the are stars in the sky.

#Fan Chengcheng #nex7 #nine percent #yuehua #yuehua nex7 #nex7 scenario #nex7 imagine #nine percent scenario #nine percent imagine #idol producer #Idol producer imagine #Idol producer scenario

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chxseungyoun · 6 years

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Ding Zeren ♡ 》 Precision Zero

Pairing: The best dancer in school! Zeren x Reader

Genre: Fluff, School! AU

Side Note: holy heckie this gif is making me gay

Zeren is known to be very precise in each decision he makes and fortunate for him, everything rolls us that way he plans them.

He is very detailed oriented.

Since he is the president of the dance club, his moves are very sharp.

He will be looked up to for his routines that just seem so graceful yet overflowing with passion.

However, there was one thing he had problems with in precision.

That was confessing to you.

You two are friends, alongside Zhengting, Justin, Chengcheng, Wenjun, Xinchun, and Quanzhe.

Many of the guys have urged him to confess but he said it had to be perfect.

Justin was the one who encouraged Zeren the most.

Why don't you just ask her?

It's not that easy. I have to go according to plan!

Justin would always roll his eyes at his gege. How can be so precise with everything else and have zero precision with you?

IT'S EASY GEGE.

HOW CAN YOU SAY ITS EASY DIDI.

You can just say: Jiejie, will you go out with me?

You just happened to pass by and heard that.

"Sure, Justin." You gave him a soft smile and left.

Zeren's mouth gaped.

Like flies can enter in a flying v into his mouth.

Did you just say yes to a date with Justin?

This caused Zeren off into a state where he had questioned himself.

Justin was also now apparently in a situation where he had to date you.

Or was it really just a circumstance?

Everyone knows that Justin is a blabbermouth and he had told you how Zeren had this crush for you but he's planning too much for it.

You mutually liked Zeren and only Chengcheng knew about it.

Unlike Justin, Chengcheng decided to hold his tongue.

You decided to not tell Justin about how you truly felt because he went straight into creating a plan alongside his other friends on how to get Zeren to confess.

So you two decided to meet at a café.

The rest of their friend group convinced that they should 'spy' on you and Justin.

Zeren dreaded that idea. All his plans were now gone in the trash and his mind couldn't function well.

You and Justin were at the cafe.

That was what Zeren originally planned to do when he was going to confess.

He bit hard on his straw as the other boys watched over you.

"Oh, Justin seems really happy." Wenjun commented which made Zeren look at you from his peripherals.

You two were both enjoying one another's conpany that he was fuming with jealousy.

Zeren failed to notice how his friends were leaving one by one.

He kept his eyes on both on you and Justin.

Was he wasting his efforts on planning?

She obviously likes Justin. He would replay those words into his mind.

It was when Justin excused himself for a while did Zeren had the chance to observe you.

He noticed how soft your smile was as you traced your fingers against the mouth of the mug you had just drank from.

Your hair was resting against your back, almost draping against it like a cape.

He noticed that you were wearing a simple get up. A sweater over some pants, just the way he had liked.

He tilted his head as you plugged in earphones into each ear and rested you back against the rest of the chair.

In his eyes, you were just absolutely perfect.

And he...he could not even get his precision and accuracy right when it was about you.

Time passed and he had finally noticed he was alone.

The sun had already set and the cafe was slowly ridding of customers.

Where was Justin and why hasn't he come back?

He was a bit upset that he wasted a date with you when that's all he ever wanted.

He watched you as you slowly got up.

Then he froze as you approached him.

"Are you alone now? I thought I saw you with the guys earlier..." you smiled softly at him and he could feel his heart beating fast.

He tried to act calm but his throat felt dry.

"Ah..yeah...they kind of left me." He said. Well, he was not wrong.

"Wanna walk home with me then?" You offered and he nodded a bit too fast.

On the way home, both of you kept a respectable distance between one another.

He was stealing glances at you.

This was not part of his plan.

This whole day was very...eventful for the precised Zeren.

As you got to your house, you turned aroundal and smiled at him.

"Next time, just ask me. Before anyone does." You simply said and waved happily at him before heading inside.

He was so confused when he went back to his shared house.

Justin explained that he actually prepared this day with you.

He had "accidentally" told you that Zeren likes you.

And was relieved when he found out that you like Zeren too.

Justin just wanted to prove Zeren that asking is the easiest way.

Hence the fake date.

The other boys were amazed.

"Maybe Zeren's precision went down to zero this time." Zhengting grinned as he watched Zeren et flustered.

He actually stopped listening to Justin as soon as he heard that you shared the same feelings for him.

Maybe not having a plan can be good sometimes too?

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