#[[ no i dont think they all dated johnny at some point . but definitely thought of it

[cityburns]

[[ What fucks me up about this is that Johnny probably doesn't remember this at all. Just that kerry wanted to, but not that he did it with the whole band ]]

[kaepop-trash]

Hey can you do a drabble with johnny where y/n and him share there kinks in a pillowtalk and even though they are timid (?) at first they encourage each other to speak.

And can you make it fluffy? Or like i dont mind how you make it i trust your writing style anyway😂😊😊😘😘

This started a whole discourse between me and two other people on what we think Johnny’s kinks are so genuine gratitude to you for that. After careful consideration, I came on these. This was very fun to write. I really wish people were this comfortable communicating in real life. I wish I was this comfortable communicating in real life.

I want you to picture this happening after the costco scene in Unintended Consequences, that is important to keep in mind. Thank you for saying you have trust in my writing because it makes one of us. I hope you like this!

-

Johnny looked up when the door of his bedroom opened, smiling when she walked in. She returned his welcoming smile with a tired one.

“I can’t believe you’re still awake.” She dropped her purse beside the door, “I’m sorry, the meeting lasted longer than I anticipated. We were supposed to go for dinner.” She sighed.

Johnny shook his head, “It’s fine. Don’t worry about it.” He took his laptop off his lap and placed it on the bed. “You’re here now, that’s all that matters.” He slipped out of bed, smiling at the way she fluttered her eyes away to the floor at his words.

Johnny definitely enjoyed how she looked when she was flustered a little too much.

"Are you hungry?" He asked.

She groaned, "No I was chewing on these crackers from a basket somebody gave me at the office. They were actually really good." She recalled.

"I'm famished." Johnny smiled as he came up to her.

She gave a look that was somewhere between surprise and apology. "You haven't eaten yet? It's midnight!" She sighed. Johnny shook his head. A small smile tugging at his lips from her reprimand, "I’m going to take a shower and then we’ll eat okay?”

-

“Why are people sending you baskets?” Johnny questions as they ate the food Johnny ordered hours ago. She turned to look at him, holding back a smile. With a suspicious gaze, Johnny picked up his phone.

“It’s your birthday next week.” Johnny snorted once he checked the date.

She laughed, “Remember last year?” The look on his face made her laugh some more.

“I still can’t believe you didn’t tell me!” Johnny sounded offended, “I was still on thin ice with Sooyoung then. Imagine how it felt when she told me it was your birthday and I had no clue.” He sulked making her bite back her laugh.

“She only told you because she knew I wouldn’t.” (Y/N) shrugged, shoving more food into her mouth.

“Why?”

“Just.” She shrugged again. “All my friends live in different cities, you and I were barely on our second month; so I didn’t really do much about it. It’s just another day to me anyway.”

Johnny hummed with sarcasm, “That’s why you were sitting on your couch eating ice cream and watching HBO?” He clicked his tongue, disappointment clear on his face.

Her brows creased, “Hey! Nothing wrong with eating your favourite flavour of ice cream and watching your favourite show for the ninth time.”

“Yes.” Johnny sat back in his chair, patience written all over his face. “But we could have done that together.”

She chewed on her lips at that, before clicking her tongue. “You came over anyway!” She laughed, “With cake and that lemon chicken I really like. You’re the best boyfriend.” She puckered her lips at him and made kissy noises from across the table making him scoff. “It was the middle of the week! I didn’t want to be a bother, so I didn’t tell you. It’s whatever.” She dismissed the idea. “Don’t be mad.” She gave him a cheeky grin. "I'm yours for the day this time." She promised.

Johnny huffed, “Just watch.” He pointed his fork at her, “This time I’m going to go all out.” She groaned at the promise, making a smirk lift his lips. “So many gifts, (Y/N). Just watch.” He threatened. “So many.”

“Johnny.” She whined.

“No, see.” He sat up in his chair, his eyes glinting. “I know you better now. I know exactly what to give you.” He sounded very sure. "So you don't have to be self-righteous."

“And what’s that?”

“Things you want but put off buying. Like that kitchen knife you were eyeing at the mall. Or those scented candles.” He recalled with such impeccable memory that she would refuse if she wasn’t so touched.

Johnny drew his lower lip in with his teeth, thinking over something and then letting it go, “I’m also getting you some things I want.”

“Like what?” She raised a brow.

He gave her a secretive smile, “You’ll see.”

She grimaced, “Why so many?”

“Because I want to.” Johnny got out of his chair, picking up their empty plates. She got up and followed him towards the kitchen, “You never let me buy you anything! Your birthday is an opportunity.” He put the plates in the sink, giving her a chaste kiss on her temples. "And don't say you can get it yourself or I'll add another gift to my list." He said like he read her mind.

She bit her lips, “I let you buy me food.” She protested softly.

The incredulous look Johnny gave her made her giggle. “Basic nourishment, (Y/N). What a standard you set.” He huffed.

“You’re into that aren’t you?” She said softly.

Johnny stopped just as he scrubbed the first plate, turning to her. “Nourishment?” He scoffed, amusement painting on his face. “As a general rule of life, yes.”

She rolled her eyes, “It pleases you, giving people things?” She clarified.

“I guess.” He said slowly, looking back at the plate.

“You even got Mark an xbox for something you refuse to tell me about.” She scoffed.

Johnny smiled to himself, “That’s between him and me.” He wiped his hands after finishing his chore.

She hummed, “So I was right.” She said to herself mostly. When Johnny looked up at her in question, she bit down on her lip. “Last week. At costco?” Her heartbeat sped up a little as she recalled the afternoon.

“Oh.” Johnny blushed and looked away, a sight that was delightful to experience. “Yeah. I mean,” He paused, letting out a short laugh. “I thought I made that obvious.” She could tell he was trying to be nonchalant, but his cheeks were already turning pink.

“What else?” She questioned.

“What else what?” He turned around to face her, pulling her into his chest with a quick tug at her waist.

“What else are you into?”

Johnny gave her a devious grin, “So we’re doing this now?”

She looked down to his chest, “I mean. A year is long enough for us to discuss what we’re into. Sexually speaking.” Her warming cheeks made her look lower, to her own fingers.

Johnny hummed, tightening his grip. “Since we’re discussing this. Let’s start with you.”

That made her look up at him, “I asked you first!” She protested. “You should start.” She narrowed her eyes.

He nodded, “Come to bed at least, we’re both very tired.”

-

They both lay on their sides, watching each other. The soft light of the lamp above their head illuminated his face, his eyes covered by the shadow his hair left.

Johnny’s eyes shifted to the mirror on the wall opposite his bed, “I like watching you in the mirror sometimes. Watching us, I mean.” When his eyes came back to her, she could tell he was being careful. It made her heart flutter.

“I’ve noticed.” She smiled.

Johnny laughed, flipping over to look at the ceiling, “You’re making me nervous.” He groaned, running his hand through his hair. “I’m very vocal in bed. So I enjoy that in a partner too.” He nodded to himself.

“Like telling you how good it feels?” He questioned.

Johnny flopped his head to the side to face her again, his hair landing on his eyes, “Exactly.” The look he gave her seared her skin, “Also what you want me to do. I’m into verbal affirmation.”

She hummed, “Got anything I wasn’t already aware of?” She raised a brow.

Johnny grinned sheepishly, “Your turn. I’m trying to ease into it.” He winked, “What does my baby like, hmm?” He reached out to lace his fingers through hers, rubbing his fingers on his palm.

She chewed on her bottom lip, “There’s something about the way you run your fingers through my hair.” She fluttered her eyes away from his, focusing instead on his fingers. “Actually, fingers in general. Very nice, very attractive.” She lifted his hand, inspecting it.

“I’m flattered.” Johnny chuckled, “What else?” His voice came out rougher.

Her heart hammered in her throat, “Sometimes, when you’re cross at me.” She turned to look at him, an embarrassed laugh emitting from her lips. “You sound too good scolding me, Johnny. I didn’t know I could be into that.” She huffed, sounding a little annoyed at the notion.

“Now this. This I knew.” A smile tugged at his lips.

"I like taking control sometimes." Her cheeks felt too hot, "Especially if I can be on top." She kept her eyes on his palm.

"Oh." Johnny's voice dropped a little more. "Wow." He huffed, "Okay."

She looked up at him with an amused look in her eyes, the eager nod he gave her giving her the confidence to continue.

"I also," She paused and took a breath. Her exhale came out as a flustered laugh, making her smile.

“Don’t be embarrassed.” Johnny grinned.

“I’m not!” She interjected, "Just give me a moment." She groaned, closing her eyes and ignoring her now burning cheeks. "I want to sit on your face." She scrunched her face, lifting a hand to hide it.

Johnny laughed loudly, the sound making her let his hand go to shove his chest.

"Don't laugh at me, Johnny!" She whined, "I'm going to go home. This is the worst idea I've ever had." She risked taking the hand off her eyes to find him grinning at her affectionately.

"You're so cute, (Y/N). That's not bad at all. It's so hot, I'd do anything you want me to know, baby." He brushed his knuckles on her pink cheeks. "You can tell me anything." He mumbled.

"I know!" She defended, "I know." She groaned. "This is just–" She paused, sighing. “This is just new to me.”

“Kinks?” Johnny gave her a skeptical look. She kicked his shin, making Johnny laugh.

“Communicating about them. I just thought,” She took a nervous breath. “I want you to be comfortable with your desires, you know?” She came a little closer to him. "I wanted to know what you like.

Johnny looked over her face, “I am very comfortable with how much I desire you. Too comfortable, in fact.” He raised a meaningful brow, biting back his smile.

“No.” She took another breath, thinking her words over once more. “I have a suspicion.” She breached slowly.

“No (Y/N),” The serious look on his face made her pause. “Mark and I are just friends.”

She snorted, making Johnny grin. “That’s very reassuring. But,” She reached out to put a hand on his chest. He hummed when she did, the sound reverberating in his chest against her palm. She kept her eyes focused on the way her hand rose and fell against his chest, “Sometimes I feel that you’re too careful with me. I don’t know whether it’s because of the fact that I haven’t had too many partners or because you’re afraid I’ll freak out or something.” She looked up with wide eyes when his breathing seemed to rise, her hand moving more rapidly. “I could be wrong. It’s just something I was wondering.” She looked away again, losing her nerves.

This time Johnny put his fingers under her chin, lifting it to meet his eyes, “Hey. You can tell me about anything you wonder in passing, hmm?” His eyes glowed in the dim light, she nodded. “I am gentle with you. I guess, some of it is because I am nervous of how you’ll react. But mostly because I love you. I want to treat you so well, like I believe you deserve.”

“What are you nervous about?” Curiosity took over her hesitation as she finally felt her questions being answered, “I can assure you, that you can’t break me in half.” She added with a snort, a smile playing on her lips.

Johnny mirrored it, “I know.”

“Then?”

“I mean,” Johnny paused, “I guess.” He sighed. He rubbed his face with his hand.

It was strange to see Johnny flustered about something. It was rare, and it never failed to catch her off-guard. Between the both of them, Johnny was comfortable being the one always sure about things; he was the one who not only knew what he wanted, but was enviably vocal about it. She did her part and waited patiently for him to find his words.

Johnny laughed, “You always do this to me.” He groaned, turning back to face her with renewed certainty in his eyes, “There is a laundry list of things I am so tempted to do to you. But I would never want to make you uncomfortable. I guess,” He paused again.

When she laughed at the repeated phrase, he joined with a pained one. “You’re laughing at me.” He groaned, the irony not lost on him.

“Only because I think you’re so cute.” She tugged at his t-shirt, leaving a kiss on his nose. He scrunched it, as if to protest, but it only cemented her statement.

He trapped her in his arms, pecking her lips a few times with a smile. “Exactly. I think I like being cute around you. I want to be your cute, domestic boyfriend Johnny. I didn't think I'd like that role as much I do and I was worried–”

“That I would stop thinking you’re cute if you spank me?” She scoffed.

Johnny squeezed his eyes shut, taking a strained inhale.

She reached up to leave a soft kiss on his eye, “We can always try it.” She said softly. His exhale was equally strained. “And other things." She hummed, "Doesn't mean we lose the comfort we have. If anything, I want you to be more comfortable. Which is why I wanted to know. You’re always holding back. I see it in the way you look at me sometimes.” She kissed the other lid, “I just want to know what it is. Be honest with me.” She kissed his forehead, “Trust me, so I can show that I trust you.” Johnny sighed at those words. “I don’t want your restraint.” She murmured against his cheek.

“You really cannot say that when you take it as a personal challenge to pull away all of my restraint. You’ve been doing it since we met.” He opened his eyes, chiding her.

The smile she gave him at that, shy but unapologetic, made him think that today would really be the day he would tell her of the things he only thought of mid-week when he missed her touch a little too much.

“See.” She smiled against his cheek, “That’s my kink.” She reached a hand out to rest on his neck, nails dragging up into his hair. Johnny shivered at the action. "I just love it. Pulling your restraint away from you slowly, watching you try so hard to keep your self-control together. It's so hot watching it fall apart." Both their breathing matched, heavy and eager. "You're so hot."

"Wretched little thing." He mumbled into her neck, making her skin erupt into goosebumps.

She smiled against his chin, "There's also that isn’t there? The difference in our general stature." A short breathless laugh left her when Johnny groaned, the sound shooting down into the depths of her belly. “What is it about it? I was always curious.” She pulled back from. Somehow looking into his dark eyes and finger-dragged hair was worse than being close to him.

“I just lose my mind over it.” He breathed out the confession, “You're so small, so precious." He laughed at his own words. "That sounds ridiculous out loud but," He chewed his bottom lip sore, her eyes settling on the now swollen flesh, "How your hands fit into mine. How you fit into me.” He paused, dragging his teeth over his lower lip again. “When I’m inside you.” He closed his eyes again, his breathing rapid.

She felt herself rub her thighs together. This wasn’t how this was supposed to go. She wanted to know these things about him, because was started to fall in love with him. She wanted to see every part of him and reassure him about it. Soothing the small doubts she knew her wildly confident Johnny still held. Instead, the room felt charged with the growing tension.

“Yeah?” She encouraged him.

“You take me so well. You swallow me with your pretty little cunt.” He groaned.

It was her turn to close her eyes, her breathing joining his in pace. This wasn’t at all how this was supposed to go, but she couldn’t bring herself to mind.

“There’s also something,” He continued. “That I think you’d like.” He granted her the mercy of closing the space between them again. She opened her eyes, waiting for him to finish. “Sometimes I think of how it would feel to have my fingers wrapped around your pretty neck.” He hummed, raising his hand to brush his thumb against her throat.

“Fuck.” She grumbled, “Johnny how could you possibly think I’d mind any of these things?” She sounded the cocktail of exasperation and arousal she felt. “Do all of those to me. God you’re absolutely insane for thinking I’d be adverse to any of these.” She whined, squirming as her body searched for friction. “I thought you’d say you want to hang me from the ceiling or something.”

Johnny's laugh sounded more like a pant. "No, nothing that intense." He brushed his thumb over her clavicles. "I think the furthest I'll go is a foot fetish." He sighed.

Her eyes blinked open, "You have a foot fetish?" She asked, surprised. Johnny gave her a nod. "Now see that one I'm going to judge you for." She put a finger on his chest, finding her volume again.

Johnny bit back a smile, "Why does that get such an extreme reaction?" A short laugh bubbled up his throat.

"Are you going to make me send you pictures of my feet?" She furrowed her brows, but her eyes betrayed the humour.

"Not if you don't want to, no."

"But you'll look at them? Like in a sexual way?" She questioned.

Johnny smirked, "How do you know I don't already? You have nice feet. Especially when you paint your nails or wear heels." He took the finger she put on her chest and bought it to his lips.

"That's a little weird I'm not going to lie to you baby." She scrunched her nose.

Johnny scoffed, "So you can like my hands but I can't like your feet?" He raised his brows at her.

She chewed on her lips, caught in the trap of his words. "That's a fair point. I guess you can keep that, then." She gasped when he took her index finger between his teeth, biting down just hard enough for the blood pool into her stomach.

"Don't knock it till you try it, (Y/N)." He warned, his tongue grazing against the flesh now imprinted with the mark of his teeth.

"What exactly am I trying?" She raised a brow.

"One of these days, I just might show you. For now, we both need to sleep." He dropped her hand.

She looked at him, dumbfounded. "We aren't having sex?"

Delight gleamed in his eyes at the indignation in her voice. "Tomorrow." The single word was a bond.

She groaned, too tired herself to put up a fight. "Absolute tease." She rolled her eyes, "That should have made it onto your list. Probably worse than the feet thing, as well." She huffed.

Johnny laughed again, pulling her closer to him till his chin rested on her crown. "I love you so very much." He sighed, the words making her chest bubble like a freshly popped can of soda.

She nuzzled into him, the action significant enough to make him smile. "I hope me thinking your feet are sexy isn't the deal breaker because I don't want to lose you." He mixed the heartfelt words with a lighthearted jab, something very quintessentially 'Johnny' to do.

"You wish you could get rid of me that easy, big boy." She shoved him lightly, "You're my daddy now." She tried to joke but Johnny groaned.

"Stop saying that." He warned, "I was hoping we'd go for brunch tomorrow. So we need to sleep."

"Such a father thing to say Mr. John Suh." She teased further.

Johnny chuckled into her hair. "Okay, enough. I didn't tell you all of those things just to be teased." He whined.

She shuffled to look up at him, "That's exactly what you signed up for with me." She pecked his lips once, "Good night." She smiled against them.

-

Send me an ask about a character from one of my fics in a scenario and I'll write a drabble.

Character from: Unintended Consequences

[trashcatsnark]

I found your AO3 name thanks to a previous ask and realized that I already read and loooved all your V/Johnny stories! When you were talking about your V and her hearing impairment, I actually remembered reading « He's Not Real, She's Not Pretending » but couldn’t remembered the title or your name! Anyway, all your silverv stories are amazing and reading your answers here is a bit like little small one shots in the best way so please keep telling us about your canon ideas for Aidan and Johnny

Ahhhhhh thank you so much! It means a lot that you enjoy my fics and V!!!!!💖💖💖 

Honestly, reading my fangirling and ideas is a really easy way to get an idea of things I wanna implement as I get further into Aidan’s fic, though right now its still Act 1 bro time with Jackie. I plan on having a lot of horniness, angst, and chaos because I’m a pervert who lives to make my ocs suffer before they receive any sort of happy ending, hehe. 

I’m definitely always a little awkward of doing it without someone like asking or prompting me, because I know I can get very caught up in gabbing about my ocs. So, it’s honestly been so nice having people take interest, ask questions, and even through general V have a way to just word vomit all my internal bullshit. 

Cyberpunk 2077 Spoilers within this

So, here’s a little idea i wanna try to implement into her canon, cause i find it cute. As I kinda mentioned before, my V, Aidan, has never been on a proper date before. When she was a kid she had a huge crush on a girl and convinced the girl to runaway and join her nomad family. (something she immensely regrets now as an adult because her nomad family is awful, but as a kid she was caught up in what she thought was love.) While she was with the nomad family, she never pursued anyone outside of this crush, despite this girl truthfully being very toxic and bad for her even as a friend. She had all these fantasies of doing big grand gestures and sweeping the girl off her feet; but all it culminated in was a bad friendship, a shitty hookup, and the girl swearing her not to tell anyone because she was ashamed of doing anything with Aidan. Once she left, she never felt comfortable getting close to people emotionally and never felt she could handle, or was truthfully worthy of anything deeper than a one night stand or friends with benefits. However, there still is buried deep down that sort of romantic believed in love at first sight kid within her, that wishes she could have a true blue romance. 

So, when it comes time for the Rogue date, she’s equal parts trying to ignore/smash down this growing jealousy by overcompensating and kinda living vicariously through Johnny’s date. Like she’s like, we need to get flowers, (at first she tries to recommend violets because she’s thinking of what she wanted to give her crush as a kid, then quickly realizing they dont have the same meaning for Johnny and Rogue that it would for her and her crush), she considers chocolates, maybe after the drive in they can get dinner, she wouldn’t mind paying for a reservation for them, or ooh no, better yet she can put together a picnic to take to the drive in- And Johnny is like kid chill, what is your fixation on this, I think you’re more excited than me or Rogue combined and you wont even be there? And she awkwardly admits that, you know, please don’t laugh, but at twenty years old she’s never had a date and...she knows she’ll never have one, so she’s kind a wants to enjoy the role she can play in theirs... And she expects Johnny to laugh, to mock her, but he’s just...kinda sad for her and is like, “hey, you know don’t say never, I know it’s weird now, but once you get me out of your head, you’ll have six months to find someone..”  And she just shakes her head, what would be the point of going on a date with someone, getting attached, just to know you’re gonna die... She refuses to be serious with anyone, knowing she’s just gonna croak on ‘em. 

And while Johnny would, love love love love to be the one to take her on a date. To give her that little normal pleasure to make up for all this chip is taking from her. He knows he can’t give her that, he can’t put together a real date for her. So, he’s not sure what he can do, if he can do everything. But then, she does some more stuff to help him out. And...as much as it sometimes makes him wanna scream...her and Kerry get along pretty well. He’s was honestly more than a little terrified of them having sex at the start there and still...kinda worries about it. And on one hand he hates her the idea of her being romantic for anyone other than him, hates the idea of anyone else making stuff up to her and righting the wrongs of this chip other than him. But, god damn it, she deserves to have herself at least one real date before this whole disaster takes her out. 

So, he asks to take control of her body one last time, and he knows he said the samurai gig would be the last one and he was scared for her then, but its been a while, she’s been doing alright. And it will be so quick, he just wants to take care of this one last thing, he swears he’ll be in and out so quick, she wont notice. And she’s rolling her eyes, because he doesn’t have to sell her on it, she trusts him, all he’s gotta do is ask. 

And he swallows all of his god damn pride and he asks Kerry to take her on a date. A really proper, great wonderful date, pull out all the stops for her Ker, bUT TO BE CLEAR, YOUR JOB IS TO TREAT HER TO A NICE NIGHT OUT, NOT TRY TO GET IN HER PANTS. And Kerry’s a shit so he’s just like “No promises, but I’ll take her on a date...or three, ya know however it turns out.”  And Johnny’s not a hundred percent sure he made the right choice. 

[johnnysnostril]

Without You

chapter thirteen 

johnny’s pov

i sat in the parking lot of the hotel with the flowers in my lap. 

how the hell was i going to find ivy?

i sighed and threw my head back.

“listen, i need help. so can you please- just send me a sign?” i said talking to god out loud.

as i lifted my head, out walked alonna and jae from the hotel lobby. i sat up straight in the drivers seat and leaned forward a bit.

that was definitely jae, walking alonna to ivy’s car.

she was all dressed up.

i wonder where she’s going..

jae kissed her goodbye, then watched her pull off.

as he walked back into the lobby, i started my car and followed alonna.

ivy’s pov

rolling out of bed, i ran to the bathroom to get ready for Laura’s.

ivy’s outfit:

as i hopped in the uber, i smiled out the window. all i could think about was mark kissing me after he left.

i could still feel his lips on mine, as i ran my fingertips over my lip gloss.

pulling up to the restaurant, i was immediately seated for a table for two- outside.

i bounced my leg underneath the table as i waited for alonna.

it seemed like forever, until i seen my car pull into the parking lot.

i hopped out of my seat and walked over to the small gate that divided the tables from the sidewalk.

calling out for my sister, i waved her over and she smiled.

as she approached me, i reached to hug her over the gate.

“i missed the memo for dressing up.” i laughed.

alonna’s outfit:

“i mean, you did say brunch. this is how i normally dress for the occasion.” she laughed.

i watched alonna walk inside, then prance her way over to our table.

“spill the tea.” she said as she pointed her finger at me and raised her eyebrows. 

“before i have to kill you for walking out the door with mark.” alonna set her purse down on the extra seat and crossed her legs as shes sat.

i giggled to myself as the waitress walked up. we ordered two mimosas.

“am i going to have to beat this juicy story out of you, or what?” alonna said losing her patience.

i sighed and tucked my hair behind my ear, sitting down.

“nothing major happened.. i’m just liking his attention right now.” i admitted.

“so, what about johnny. you don’t have feelings for him, do you?” she said resting her elbows on the table.

“i don’t know. i mean, he did admit that he had feelings for me- at his party. but then he beat up mark. which made me change my mind about him.”

alonna nodded.

“well, you need to stay away from him. he put you in danger and im not okay with that.”

as our drinks were served, alonna took a big sip- closing her eyes.

i waited for a moment before i dropped my bomb on her.

“why didn’t you tell me about you and jaehyun?”

she shot her eyes open and nearly choked on her drink.

i laughed and handed her a napkin.

i was honestly sad that she didn’t tell me.

did she feel like she couldn’t trust me?

my sister sighed, pouting.

“i didn’t know how. plus i was scared..” she folded her arms across her chest and looked off to the side.

“it’s not like i was going to tell you not to do it. i mean, look at me.”

shrugging my shoulders, i took a drink of my mimosa.

“my feelings are hurt, but i just thought we told each other everything..”

she poked her bottom lip out at me.

“i’m sorry.. i guess i just didn’t know how to bring it up to you. and i didn’t want you to feel like i was rubbing it in your face at all.”

i nodded my head.

“you could have also told me that you knew them before “meeting” them at the airport.”

alonna rolled her eyes.

“you would have never came to the studio with me, if i told you that i knew them before.”

“yeah. you’re right.” i laughed, agreeing with her.

“no more secrets, okay?” 

i held out my pinky and waited for her to do the same.

“i promise. no more secrets.” extending her pinky, i connected mine with hers.

she smiled as we released the sealed deal and picked up her menu.

“i also dated taeyong for a little bit too.” she said hiding.

“alonnaaaa!” i laughed.

johnny’s pov

watching from the drivers seat, i clutched onto the floors.

i felt so weird, like i was spying on them.

well, technically i was.

suddenly my phone rang.

jaehyun.

“hello?” 

“hey, man. where are you?” jae asked.

i had to lie.

“uh, at my dad’s shop- helping out. what’s up?”

“malcolm needs us at the studio. we’re meeting with marteen today and it’s just going to be me, you and mark. so could you please- be chill about this?” he asked.

i rolled my eyes at the sound of his name.

“what time?”

“around 2pm. can you meet me at the studio before the meeting though?”

i nodded.

“i’ll be there at 1. see you then.”

i quickly hung up the phone and shoved the device in my pocket.

“perfectly timing.” i mumbled as i watched alonna get up and walk away from the table.

bathroom break, im assuming. 

gathering up all the confidence i had left, i opened the car door- jumping out and taking the flowers with me.

i dodged being in the sight of ivy, quickly making it to the entrance.

the host greeted me and i smiled, walking past him.

taking a deep breathe, i made my way outside and walked to ivy’s table.

ivy’s pov

looking out into the parking lot, i tilted my head a bit.

that almost looked like johnny’s car.

i furrowed my brows, feeling a present behind me.

“that was quick.” i laughed. “hey, does that look like johnny’s car to you?”

i turned around expecting to see alonna, but it was johnny instead.

he had a weak smile on his face, with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

“yeah, that’s me.” he chuckled.

i leaned away a little and placed my hand over my heart.

“johnny?.. what are you doing here?”

he quickly pulled up a chair, sitting next to me.

“i’ll make this quick. cause i know you don’t wanna see me right now and i really don’t wanna get slapped again.” he halfway chuckled.

“ivy- i like you. that’s all there is to it. i’m not totally sure if you like me back, but i hope that you still do. i know that what i did to mark was wrong-”

i tensed up at his name.

“there’s no excuse for what i did. and i take full responsibility for my actions.”

johnny slowly reached his hand out for mine, squeezing it.

“i apologize, for putting you in that type of environment. and if you give me a chance to prove that i’m actually a good person- you wont regret it.”

i furrowed my brows as i listened.

i wanted to cry so badly because i could see in his eyes, that he was truly sorry for everything he did.

“i don’t need an answer right now. you can take as much time as you need to think about it-” handing over the flowers, he leaned in to kiss my forehead.

“just know that i have feelings for you. and i wanna get to know you better.”

watching him stand up, i hugged onto the flowers.

“i hope you can forgive me, ivy.”

johnny gently tossed my curls off my shoulder and softly smiled.

“you look beautiful by the way..”

my body was frozen. i couldn't speak or think.

i had half the nerve to stand up and kiss this man right on his lips, for admitting that he was wrong. i knew that wasn't easy for anyone, so i respected him for that.

i watched as johnny made his way back out to his car, and drove off.

“girl- the soap in that bathroom smells so freakin-” alonna said approaching the table.

her eyes went straight to the flowers, then back at me.

“how did he know where we were?” 

i was quiet.

“ivy! did you tell johnny that we were meeting?” she asked as she sat down, waving her hand in front of me.

i shook my head.

“oh my god- he must have followed me from the hotel then. that little fucker.” alonna looked out into the parking lot and groaned.

“i told him to stay away from you.” she pulled out her phone, dialing some numbers.

“you told him what?” i said keeping my grip on the bouquet.

jaehyun’s pov

pulling up to the studio, i sang to myself- making my way into our room.

“well, well, well.” 

looking over towards the booth, i seen taeyong slipping the headphones off his head.

Malcolm looked up from the keyboard in the corner and smiled.

“nice to see you, my man!”

i gave him a head nod, closing the door.

“figured we’d have a little meeting, before out meeting.” Malcolm laughed.

“i dont need a meeting with him.” i said pointing over to taeyong. “im good.”

reaching for the door handle, Malcolm caught me by the arm.

“come on, jaehyun. this conversation needs to happen. you know i dont do negative vibes in my studio. and this deal with marteen will not be ruined.”

i clenched my jaw and rolled my eyes.

“now, have a seat.”

as taeyong walked out of the booth, he smirked in my direction.

i really wanted to punch his stupid ass in the face.

“now- while marteen is here, we wont have a replay of the other meeting we had- will we taeyong?”

taeyong shot his gaze at malcolm- who was pointing over at him.

“no sir.” he answered in a serious tone. 

“jae.” malcolm looked over at me.

“im good. you know im not with the bullshit anyways.”

he clapped his hands together and smiled.

“that’s my boy! now, you two need to squash whatever drama you have before 2pm. you've got an hour and i want all body parts in the same condition they were in, when i leave. got it?”

malcolm made his way out the studio and i took a seat.

taeyong’s pov

i spun in my chair, thinking of a smartass comment to make.

pulling my beanie down a bit, i playfully smiled in jae’s direction.

“how’s my sloppy seconds, bro?” i laughed.

jae kept his eyes on me, not moving a muscle.

“let me make this clear, you mention her name- or say anything bad about her, i’m knocking your ass out. no questions asked.”

alonna’s smile ran through my mind.

i leaned back in my chair, trying to keep my cool.

dont kill him. dont kill him.

“i’m just wondering how my dick taste.” shoving my hands in the pocket of my hoodie, i watched as jae rolled his neck.

“you should be more worried about being able to breathe in a minute.”

the muscles in his jaw flexed once again. 

i smacked my lips.

“you know i could snatch her away from you at anytime jae, you dont completely have her, you know.” i laughed.

“what the fuck is your problem? what are you so mad about? is it that you can’t have her, or are you trying to cope with the fact that im better than you- in every fucking way possible.”

jae stood up from his chair and i joined him.

“you're lucky that i haven’t fucked you up, already. alonna is the only person that’s keeping you safe right now. if it was my choice, you’d be dead.”

he spoke.

i lifted my brows.

“wow- my feelings are hurt.” i laughed, kicking my chair back. “especially since, she’s been in contact with me- since i broke her little heart. sorry to break it to you, but she still wants me.”

jaehyun’s pov

i ran my fingers through my hair, becoming frustrated.

“you’re a fucking liar.”

he was bluffing. he wanted me to get angry. he liked the drama.

“oh yeah?” taeyong said pulling out his phone.

“isn’t this your bathroom at the hotel?”

taeyong pulled up a picture of alonna, posing in her bra and underwear.

i snatched the phone out of his hand. my body was shaking.

“how did you get this?” i said throwing his phone back at him.

she sent that to me after she left to meet with ivy, for brunch.

today. just a few hours ago, that picture was taken.

he simply caught his phone and laughed.

“she sent it to me, stupid ass. how else would i have got it?”

[just-some-random-blogger]

A Twin Thing

NCT Jaehyun x Reader & Lucas x Reader Characters: Jung Jaehyun, Wong Yukhei (Lucas), Dad!Johnny Seo, Qian Kun, & mentions of Lee Taeyong. Kim Doyoung, Huang Renjun, Zhong Chenle, Kim Jungwoo, Dong Sicheng (Winwin), Na Jaemin, Lee Dong-hyuk (Haechan),  Summary:  Jaehyun and Lucas were the two prettiest boys in uni. Everyone fell head over heels for the brothers, regardless of who it was. And while they have always fooled around, they never expected to get rejected, so coldly. Warnings: Mentions of teenage-ish pregnancy, bad relationships, angst, fluff, I think it came out too long, etc. Words: 3k+

A/N: gif not mine UGH THEIR FACES HURT ME

btw this is an au if u dont get it

Jaehyun and Lucas were twin brothers that owned the university they were enrolled in

I mean not literally

their dad was a lawyer

but he wasn’t that rich

The two grew up to be quite similar

Extremely similar actually

To a point their dad once had to cut up a super hero costume because both boys were insistent on wearing that outfit in the store that didn’t have any other in stock except the exact one they were already clawing each other’s eyes out for

phew, what a mouthful

but you know what

It actually made for a really cool costume

the boys even won best dressed for their school party

(the school made sure to give them two trophies)

With that being said however, the twins looked nothing alike

Strangely, they were both physically male variations of their mom with their dad’s mannerisms

and another strange thing was, growing up, their problems were more like their mother’s

Everyone was in love with them, and so they mostly had to learn how to not get people to like them

Which leads me to the ironic point I’m trying to get at

The two were seriously experiencing some extreme love problems

As lucas likes someone who he thinks (he also thinks he’s in denial about it) likes someone else

And jaehyun likes someone he got to somehow hate him ?

yes

OK

so this whole thing fiasco between Jaehyun and Lucas started when Johnny was in college

right, who’s johnny?

Why Johnny Seo was that funny guy from class 4

The one notorious in his law school for being smart

dangerously smart

Some teachers hated him for being a smart ass

some loved him for the same reason

But johnny seo was also known for being the guy that conquered the prettiest girl in college

And for getting dumped after graduation,

twice

Once for when she actually broke up with him

Another for when she left their twin sons with him and went abroad

Though no one during graduation knew about the latter

it came to light in their reunion party years after, making Johnny’s ex look really bad

especially since she didn’t show up as apparently it was the day of her wedding to some rich surgeon

and you guessed it

those twin sons grew up to be lucas and jaehyun

but what does that have to do with anything?

Well, as we speak, the brothers are strolling a supermarket with their dad

Lucas is not even trying to sneakily sneak in yet another cereal in the cart

Jaehyun is sighing as he pushes the cart, accidentally exposing his brother because just as Lucas was putting the box in, he moved

that was when Johnny turned over his shoulder as he examined an green apple

Johnny knew the two were acting weird

Weird even for them

And he thought that somewhere along their trip to the grocery

They’d spill

Johnny was wrong

And so he sighed and confronted his kids

“Alright, what’s up?”

The brothers were silent

“I see, maybe all you boys need is a magic kiss on the cheek to cure your booboos”

And at that, the two jolted back and made their father laugh

Lucas rubbed his cheek roughly

Jaehyun made hurling noises

Johnny raised his brows

…

“there’s this girl we like—“ jaehyun then started

“hol’up, you have girl problems??” johnny’s eyes went wide “that’s a big first.”

Lucas sighs, “Just—mine likes some other dude, I think, I hope not, and his, well…”

“hates me. I got her to hate me, ahah. Yes.” Jaehyun spoke

“yikes.” Johnny said, 

“well, I think you should both just be honest with her. And if she does like someone else lucas, respect it. And jaehyun, if you got her to hate you, maybe doing what you already are but in reverse will help. An apology could be a good start too.”

The brothers looked at each other after hearing their dad’s advice

Johnny felt the hesitation in them after hearing his advice

“I know your mother and I didn’t work out, but I knew she loved me at one point. I mean, if you two aren’t testimony—“

“you mean the reason why she ran off in the first place?” jaehyun bit, making his dad angrily scold him

“it wasn’t either of your fault! It’s just… we were young.”

“yeah, you two, you and her, dad, and yet you raised us by yourself, and she married some bald guy and sends us a bunch of random gifts, as if she cared.” Lucas added

Johnny wasn’t sure who said the profanities, but he was furious about it

“IT DOESN’T MATTER. WE’RE ALL HERE NOW AND BOTH OF YOU WILL RESPECT YOUR MOTHER BECAUSE SHE AT LEAST CARRIED BOTH OF YOU AT ONCE INSIDE HER FOR A WHOLE 9 MONTHS.”

That was the end of that conversation

Yup they need advice but got their dad angry along the way

That’s what that long-ish background had to do with anything

The two brothers always hated how kindly their father spoke of their mother

When really the last thing they did for them really was give birth to them

And it wasn’t like johnny didn’t help her out during the pregnancy

He was her boyfriend at the time

Anyway

The boys trusted their father which is why it wasn’t hard to assume they would follow his advice

What was hard though, was actually doing it in real time

The two both only had one class with the girl they liked

Jaehyun’s was in the early in the morning in literature

And lucas’s was right after lunch in math

So at seven am, jaehyun brought a cup of coffee and a well-rested face, waiting for the girl that grew to loathe him

Well jaehyun likes to think that he just mildly annoys her

but ever since she blatantly tried to avoid him, it was sadly unmistakable

It wasn’t always like that though

At one point jaehyun was sure they were friends

They had become seatmates on a rainy day for they were both late because of the weather

They both also couldn’t hear anything in the back, because those were the only seats left

So they bickered about what the teacher was definitely not saying

Nothing about black bears wearing lingerie, that’s for sure

Not about the horrible stench the cafeteria lady always possessed

Not about macaroni peeing cheese, obviously

And after that jaehyun assumed she’d like to sit next to him every day after

Course it surprised her when jaehyun saved her a seat

cause she knew exactly who seo jaehyun was

Heartthrob

Heart stealer

Playboy

Still, she sat with him

Mostly because there weren’t any other seats for she was late yet again

It was around after jaehyun and she did a project together, he suspects

Jaehyun suspects it was around that time, which was the time he asked her out things started to change

She had declined his offer with good reason,

at the time it was finals week

Jaehyun compromised that they could meet up after finals

She said she still wouldn’t be in the right mindset

It hadn’t really hurt jaehyun then when he got rejected

I mean he wasn’t used to it

It was evident in the change of demeanor he had after she said no

But no,

He wasn’t hurt

Nothing really changed with them at this time

Though actually,

jaehyun can say that she slightly, very slightly, became a little reserved

The second time however, he was kinda confused at the rejection

she and him were having a good conversation about baking

jaehyun smoothly slipped in that he knew a good bakery and they should go on a date there

it was well executed he thought

but she said that she didn’t want to go

she also couldn’t get to further explain because it was during class and their professor threw a sudden tantrum

Jaehyun decided to cool it off and act like he asked nothing after

But she at this point though, she shied away from the familiar touches they shared

Jaehyun cooled that off too

There wasn’t a decline in their hanging out

At least it was just the same to jaehyun

But then the next thing he knows they become really awkward

And she is just always tense around him because that’s how jaehyun catches her

Tense because of a project deadline

Tense because of research paper

Tense because she forgot something

Tense because she skipped breakfast and couldn’t focus on a quiz

Jaehyun tried to get her mood elevated by playful banter

But he miscalculated at one time

and she just snapped at him

And now all she does is roll her eyes at him

And jaehyun can’t seem to make her laugh anymore

That was when they really did grow apart

They don’t even hang out outside class anymore

Not in between breaks

barely even talk in class

Jaehyun never thought of apologizing though

Mostly because he genuinely doesn’t know what he did wrong

So he doesn’t know how to properly approach her

He admittedly has lead some girls on before

Not so unknowingly too

But he never let it get out of hand

and he’s never gotten to a point where someone would hate him

But his dad’s probably right

An apology would be a good start

Jaehyun shifted when he saw her walk in, fixing the collar of her denim jacket

“I bought you coffee.” Jaehyun pushes the cup to her

She looks at it and sits on her seat, “I don’t like coffee jaehyun.”

Shit

Right

How could he forget when it was one of the first conversations they had

“listen, about us…”

“us?” she knits her brows, “there is no us.”

Jaehyun’s cheeks turn pink, “I- I know that. It’s just that—I’m sorry. I’ve been walking on egg shells for a while now, and I can’t say I know what I did, but it obviously upset you, so… could you tell me… so… I can fix it?”

She looks at him, half-annoyed, and rolls her eyes.

Jaehyun waits with a painful expression

“you sent me a text jaehyun,”

“… a text?”

Well, jaehyun definitely was not expecting that

“yeah. A text telling me how much you needed me.”

????????

Jaehyun definitely did not send such a text

“I at first thought it was a drunk text, but then I remember you said you never let yourself get drunk. And then suddenly I remembered this rumor a bunch of dumb frat jocks send chain messages like this for fun, just to see who would give the sappiest reply.”

“… did you reply?”

She sighed, “what do you think, moron?”

Jaehyun gulped

“of course I didn’t.”

wait?

Now he was just really confused

“remember I asked for your phone? There was no message there, so you either deleted it or you yourself didn’t send it”

“I didn’t send it” jaehyun dictated with conviction

She sighed, “I got about that much. I’ve seen the way you write. I happen to like the way you do, and your sentence structure was pretty weak in the text, so it couldn’t have been you.”

Jaehyun was touched she was familiar with his style of writing

More so that she liked it

But the question remained

If she knew it wasn’t him

Why does she hate him so much?

“I can’t believe i’m friends with a guy like you,” she suddenly stabs, making jaehyun’s eyes go wide

“what?”

“you. You’re friend with jerk jocks that have a fraternity cult.”

Hol’up

Silver lining?

At least she still thinks their friends

!!!!!

Jaehyun shakes his head, “I’m not a jerk jock, and I’m not a part of a fraternity cult. My dad taught me better than that.”

She pursed her lips and turned away.

Jaehyun huffed, “this must’ve been the time I went to a party with taeyong and lost my phone for a while”

“see, you’re friends with lee taeyong! The most notorious of them all.”

“hey, taeyong’s a good guy. Just because the other athletes in school have had a bad reputation, doesn’t mean the one they’re forcing on him is true.”

Jaehyun snorts out air from his nose

“look if you see me like this then it’s probably best that we just stop talking to each other now.”

Gosh

Fuck

Wait a damn minute

Jaehyun didn’t really mean that

WHAT IF HIS REVERSE PSYCHOLOGY DOESN’T WORK?

She remains silent for a while

Jaehyun gets a glimmer of hope that it actually does

But he realizes that the entire room fell silent

Because Mr. kim doyoung was already here

lkkdsjcklnsdcnslCNsldd

jaehyun waited for something

any word

anYTHING

he sat in his chair even though the bell already rang

he watched her as she fixed her things

he watched her as she left with silence

jaehyun screwed his eyes shut, rubbing his eyes with his palms

he hopes his brother will do better

yes well

lucas really was doing better

he was a happy little puppy all day

all he could think about was positive thoughts

how he could stand a chance

so far, luck with the ladies had always been on his side

he should at least get lucky with a girl he really likes

noT LUCKY LIKE THAT

u know what I mean

his best friends renjun and chenle kept teasing him all day

over the fact he finally got the nerve to ask her out

and that there was finally a girl that was going to make him

seo lucas

the cocky,

self-aware,

lady killer

faithful

lucas let them say whatever they wanted

nothing was going to ruin this for him

especially not dumb and dumber

and so he kicked them to the curb when he saw the said girl he liked approaching

lucas waved his long-ass arms up in the air when he saw her and her knee length orange dress flowing in the wind

she laughed and waved back, slightly less enthusiastic however but lucas appreciated it either way

“yo wazzup, shawty.” Lucas did some fake gang sign

“hmp. I already know I’m short next to you, shut up.”

Lucas broke a sweat, “nooo, I meant--”

She laughed, “I be pullin’yo leg dawg.”

They erupt into laughter

“well, that was fun,” lucas spoke, placing an arm over her shoulder

“I’m glad I got to eat lunch with you today.” He added

“hmm me too. All my friends suck. You’re the only who waves that big at me.”

Lucas smiles, “no diggity.”

The two then got ramen from the truly stinky, but kind old woman that worked in the cafeteria

It wasn’t BO per se

It was hypothesized to be a mix of a lot of things that simply wasn’t very pleasing for the nostrils

Lucas watched as the girl across him stirred her noodles with her chop sticks

Suddenly, she looks at someone from behind him and her expression drops

By the time Lucas turns around, mr. kim jungwoo is done telling a bunch of students off

“sheesh, if you hadn’t told me how backwards that guy is, I probably wouldn’t have ever guessed. Thank goodness we get Mr. Dong as our math teacher.”

She clicks her tongue, “the softest looking people are the scariest.”

Lucas nods and chews noodles he slurped up.

They chat about nothing

And lucas enjoys it very much

He thinks about how easily they clicked on their first day

With all the weird shit they pulled

And their passionate hatred for numbers

He remembers thinking she was just so pretty with everything she did

She was intoxicating

Ugh

He was whipped

And lucas is about to do something about it

The moment he’s about to confess

She receives a text

And lucas stupidly remembers why he was nervous in the real first place

She probably got texted by that guy that’s ruining all Lucas’s chances

That guy that he’s totally in denial about

shit

She types around her phone, smiling

And when she turns to Lucas, he just knows it’s him

“is it mr. mystery man?”

yup

She never told lucas who this guy was,

Cause, harhar apparently lucas knew him

And she was afraid he’d ruin all her chances with him

Which wasn’t a very far stretch

But lucas could never hurt her like that

Hurt him however, debatable

Which is why, for a while he gave renjun and chenle shit cause they were his best friends and the first culprit he could think of

Why would they dare get his crush attracted in them

Of course

that reasoning sounded hella dumb in his head

!!!1! still it was a reason

!!!

But the thought really got him upset for an entire day

It also didn’t help that her description of him was vague

And it fit most of his friends

which frustrated him like hell

eventually,

he kinda got over it

kinda

(in denial)

hmp

anyway

All lucas knows is he had

1 brown hair,

Which he has sported uhm

As well as half of the student population

uhmmmMMMmm

2 the ‘cutest dimpled smile’,

Which uh BTICH

That was HIM UHMM HOW

D A R E

and that

3 they share, what was it, English class in the morning

?????

Or maybe it was Korean

Well whatever it is it must be fucking dumb

All he knew was that last fact was a definite attribute that made lucas sure that guy she liked wasn’t him

And that suuuuuucked

She chuckles nervously

“do you… like him?” lucas suddenly blurts

She looks at him like when she does during math on a hard number

“… it wasn’t obvious?”

Lucas was fully taken aback by her reply

His lips twitched and he turned to his noodle

“I thought you were… like really close friends.”

She smiles softly and tilts her head,  “we’re really close friends lucas”

Lucas clenches his jaw and tries not to act affected

“anyway, your wish will be granted now, you’ll finally see who he is, because he’s coming over to pick up a pair project I have with me.”

Lucas turns to her, conflicted.

She does most of the talking after

which lucas didn’t mind

he felt really bummed out though

now he doesn’t think he’ll ever get to confess

amidst luca’s sulking,

the girl across him starts looking at someone

and lucas doesn’t bother turning around anymore

judging by her glare, it was probably mr. kim jungwoo again

next thing he knows

whoever she was looking at approaches

and when lucas turns to him

he jolts out from his chair and stares him down, wide eyes

“YOU like her?” lucas spits out in disbelief.

“Me?” the brown haired man scoffed, “look at you.”

“she f’king hates you, jaehyun.”

“And yet she says she likes someone else in her different class.”

the brothers look like they’re about to throw hands

but the girl interjects

“Now wAIT just a Damn second.” The girl the two are fighting over stand up and go in between of them

She brushes of her orange dress and pulls on the sleeve of her denim jacket

“what is happening here?”

“Is he the guy you like?” lucas points a finger at his brother.

“Jaehyun?” she pulls a face, “what- wha-ait, why... why are you two acting as if that’s so important?”

“Because I’m in love with you,” jaehyun speaks

And lucas’s eyes go wide, “I’m in love with her too!”

The two are suddenly in each other’s faces

And the girl starts shrinking

“how could you like her, you weasel? I’ve told you about her a million times!” lucas huffs, frustrated

“So have I, dipshit!” jaehyun defends, irritated

“You never cared to mention her name, fucker!!”

“Wow, as if you did, dumbass!!”

“why would I? I never thought my brother would stoop that low!” 

“You’re—“ the girl cuts in, “brothers?”

The two turn to her and sigh half irritated, half frustrated.

“Twins, actually,” jaehyun says, defeated

“Wow, I would’ve never guessed.”

Lucas crosses his arms, wounded, “wasn’t it obvious though? We both have the same last name.”

She sighs, “yes, and I suppose every mr. kim doyoung and mr. kim jungwoo are also brothers right?”

Jaehyun sighs, “look. I… I came here to apologize about earlier. I don’t actually want to stop being in a relationship with you.”

Lucas’s eyes widen

“a friendly relationship.” Jaehyun clarifies. “i mean… if you like my brother...”

Lucas sighs and rolled his eyes at his brother’s sweet gesture, “you moron, haven’t you been paying attention? She likes someone else… and now that I think about it, it could be you.”

Jaehyun turns to his younger brother by five minutes.

“well… if that’s the case…” jaehyun speaks, smiling. He chuckles out. “I can’t.”

Lucas mimics his brother’s laugh.

“Uh…” someone else speaks and calls the girl’s name, “is this… a bad time.”

“Kun!” lucas calls, “wait… kun.”

lucas turns to jaehyun, making the latter instantly understand.

“How ya doing, Qian.” jaehyun says out of formality.

Kun purses his lips in a soft smile, “Same as always, Seo.” 

The girl turns from the twins to Kun and smiles, “Oh, Kun, I—no, uhm,” she runs to her bag and pulls out some papers. “I think it’s pretty good to be honest, no revision necessary.”

Kun gives a prolonged sigh, eyes widening, lips curving upward, “Yeah, but you know how the infamous Mr. Na Jaemin gets. He likes his English perfect.”

The two brothers turn to each other when the girl nervously chuckles.

“Thank you for finishing the end,” Kun says, placing a hand on her shoulder.

She beams, “Ya, it’s a pair project, and you did most of it already.”

“I know, sorry. I got excited.”

she and kun share a laugh, and it becomes obvious to lucas and jaehyun that kun likes her too

The brothers sit on the table

The other two continue their talk

“So,” lucas huffs, “why does she hate you again?”

“Yeah, well, I just found out she received a chain love message from my phone that I didn’t send. She knew it wasn’t me because of the way it was written, but was disappointed I was friends with people who do that.”

Lucas snorted, “it’s not haechan’s fault he’s a dumbass.”

“haechan! That sonovabitch is so—“

Kun walks off

And the girl sits back down.

The brothers look at her expectantly

“I don’t hate you jaehyun.” She suddenly says making the said man smile

“I’m just really upset because… well the message was really sweet, and it wasn’t from you.”

“wait… does that mean you liked me?”

She purses her lips, “no… I don’t like guys like you… you two. I know how you are with girls.”

The two can’t even take offence in it because they knew what they did

“We can all be friends though.” She offers

“As long as you don’t like my brother,“ lucas says

“And as long as you don’t like mine,” jaehyun add

The two turn to each other and nod, shaking each other’s hand

She laughs at that and smiles, “wahhh, how charming.”

Lucas gives a lopsided smile, “so, was that enough? are you in love with me now?”

“as if lame brain,” jaehyun chucks, “she was talking about me.”

[seouledbysisi]

New World

Chapter 9

Gianna hadn’t talked to Mia for the rest of the night. She wanted to but she couldn’t bring herself to bring the topic up again. She knew Mia was right and was only trying to help but leaving her behind would never feel like a good decision. They had so many plans and aspirations that needed to be fulfilled together. She had waited all night for a phone call from Taeyong which never came. She didn’t even know why she had waited because she knew the outcome wouldn’t be great. He was busy and clearly too busy for her. He was doing the best he could and she understood that but it still didn’t make having a friendship or whatever it was that they had any easier which sucked. She didn’t even know where she stood with him. They had had one great night which ended in the best kiss ever but they hadn’t really talked about it since then. She didn’t know why she expected to ever be that special in his world. Let’s face it, she was just a fan and she had accepted that fact.

She grabbed some clothes so she could head to the cafe on campus that she still worked for. Besides the rent on their apartment would always be taken care of because of her well-off mother. The cafe was just pocket change for her but she wanted to branch out and fly without her mom being her sole provider.

When she headed to the living room, she met with Mia as well. She didn’t realize that they were working the same shift today. There was an awkward silence that passed between them.

Mia simply stared at her for a moment. “Hi.” She spoke softly with a small smile.

Gianna sighed. “Hey.” She took a deep breath. “Look, I wanted to talk to you last night but-“

“It’s fine. I knew you needed a moment.” She played with the hem of her top.

“No it’s not fine. We never go to sleep mad at one another. I mean I wasn’t mad at you I just can’t picture my life without you. I’ve had you forever, and I don’t want to change that just because we have different career paths!” Gianna explained.

Mia grabbed her hand. “I know. Someway somehow things will work out. You’re not losing me.”

Gianna nodded. “Don’t ever scare me like that again, okay?”

“I won’t. I was just trying to do something for you for a change. You’ve always been my safety net. I just wanted to be the same for you for once.”

Gianna smiled. “You’ve always been that for me. I know I act strong all the time but I’m that way because of you!”

“Really?”

Gianna nodded. “Really! Now let’s go.”

They headed out to go the cafe.

Johnny

Johnny had spoken with Minji. He was trying to find a way to get Mia a job as well. She was a design major so surely she could style someone, he thought. Minji had informed him that Red Velvet may be in need of styling to prepare for their comeback. Nothing was set in stone but at least he had a bit of hope to lean on.

He called Mia the next day hoping that she would be able to talk for a minute so he could update her.

“Hello?” Mia picked up after a couple of rings.

Johnny chuckled at how happy she sounded. “Happy?”

“Well I was trying to be mad at you for rushing off the phone with me but for some reason it’s not working.” She gruffed.

Johnny laughed. “Well I think you’re going to forgive me when I tell you why I had to get off the phone...”

“Keep talking.” She had a slight attitude.

“Well I may have you a job with SM. I spoke to someone and Red Velvet may be in need of a stylist for their new comeback...” Johnny revealed.

Mia got choked up a bit. “Red Velvet?” She questioned.

“Yeah. Not a fan?” He asked.

She cleared her throat. “I wouldn’t say that. I just don’t really listen to them but I’m down for whatever.”

“I’ll let you know when I find out more okay?”

“Okay.” She responded. She actually thought that he may be able to pull some strings so that she could work directly with NCT but oh well. Wishful thinking.

“Hey, Mia!” Taeyong yelled in the background.

Mia giggled. “Hey Tae!”

Gianna rushed over. “Girl that cute guy just gave me his number!” She exclaimed.

Mia hurriedly covered the phone and mouthed that she was on the phone with Johnny.

Gianna’s eyes widened. “Oh my freaking gosh. I really hope he didn’t hear that.” She whispered back and walked off in embarrassment.

Mia took a deep breath. “Hey I’m at work so I’ll talk to you later, okay? Thanks again for your help.”

“That’s fine. We’ll talk soon.” He hung up.

After he slid his phone into his pocket he felt eyes bearing a hole into his very existence. It was Taeyong and he didn’t look happy at all. “So hows the weather, TY?” Johnny tried to laugh to lighten the mood.

Taeyong shook his head. “Don’t do that.”

“Do what, man?”

Taeyong shook his head and simply walked away.

Johnny immediately followed him. “You heard?”

“Yeah but it’s okay. It’s not a big deal.”

Haechan walked up. “What’s not a big deal?!” He eyed Johnny and Tae.

Johnny looked at Tae and simply walked away.

“You not minding your business.” Tae responded and left him standing there.

Haechan rolled his eyes. “You dont have be so rude!” He yelled after him with laughter.

Gianna

Mia finished wiping tables down and then met Gianna back up at the counter. “Why do you look so down?”

“What if he heard that?” Gianna sighed.

“Who? Johnny? I doubt he did. He didn’t mention it.” Mia giggled.

Gianna shrugged. “I mean I don’t even know why I care, it’s not we’re together or anything. I doubt he’d even care that a guy liked me.” She laughed. “I’m definitely not that special.”

“You are special!” Mia slapped her arm.

Gianna’s phone pinged. TY💚 “what are the odds that I have a text from him?” She asked Mia.

“Open it! Let’s read it.”

Gianna shook her head. “I’m scared. I know he knows!”

“And who cares?! Y’all aren’t dating so you can do whatever the hell you want!” Mia snatched the phone. Her eyes widened. “Oh my goodness!”

Gianna’s heart started pounding in her chest. “He knows doesn’t he?!”

Mia handed over the phone slowly.

Gianna took a deep breath before reading it. Just wanted to say hi. I’m not ignoring you, just busy with schedules.

Gianna blew out a breath of relief. “Well I guess he doesn’t know. Whew that was close.” She thought of a response. I know you’re busy. I’m shocked you don’t forget about me. Lol

Mia smiled. “How cute of him! You were worried for nothing.”

“I don’t even know what I expect from him. It’s like I’m holding out for nothing. Guys try to talk to me all the time but it’s like after you’ve had a date with someone like Taeyong, no one else compares. I really need to stop comparing guys to him. It’s unrealistic.” Gianna spoke with a sigh.

Mia nodded. “Don’t I know. Every guy that even looks at me gets the cold shoulder because of Johnny. One date wasn’t enough, if I can even consider that a date.”

“It ended with a kiss, right?” Gianna winked.

“Yeah and so did yours but that still doesn’t change the fact that we’re living in la la land. They don’t have time for a relationship. Plus we’re all the way here and they live in Korea.” Mia admitted.

Gianna shrugged. “Maybe not for long though. I have a job waiting on me in Korea, which I need to respond to but I can’t accept unless I can figure out how to get you there with me!” She rolled her eyes.

“That may not be such a problem...”

Gianna raised an eyebrow. “Tell me more.” She smiled as her phone pinged. How could I forget? You’re my favorite NCTzen.

Mia smirked. “Johnny may have found me a job as a stylist. I’ll have to work with Red Velvet though.” She rolled her eyes.

Gianna shrugged. “At this point I’ll take what I can get as long as you’re with me!” Things were finally looking up for them. You really know how to make your fans smile.

Mia smiled. Her phone lit up with vibration. It was a message from Johnny. Taeyong is sad 😔

[mistymark]

the one with the unexpected help. [1]

nakamoto yuta x reader // 3.0k words // enemies to lovers!au //university!au

summary: in which a group project causes tension between you and your partner, yuta

warnings: swearing

It was practically silent as everyone listened to the professor at the front of the large room, the PowerPoint slides switching as fast as you could blink, and you barely had enough time to type out your notes.

Everyone listened with respect, the soft sound of typing filling the room, but also the annoying tap tap tap sound of someone’s pen whacking the desk as its owner watched the presentation. Sitting two desks away from you, Nakamoto Yuta sat, his chin resting against his palm as he looked on boredly, his pen hitting the table rhythmically. You tried to focus on your notes, but it felt like the tapping sound was all you could hear. 

You’d never spoken to him before - but had heard enough rumours to realise that blowing up at him for his annoying habits would not be a good introduction - and decided to block it out. You didn’t need an enemy in the one class that you were already failing.

“And your project groups have been posted outside my office - and online -, if you would like to organise some meetings to begin your brainstorming,” your professor continued, “and which I strongly advise that you do.” He winked at the crowd of students as he began to pack up his laptop and notes.

A group of people you’d met on your first day walked past you in a hurry, excited to see the groups, but you opened up your laptop to check online instead. Upon seeing your name - or more specifically, the name directly under it - you glanced around to find your group member but he was already looking at you with narrowed eyes.

When you did nothing but stare at him, mouth agape, he rolled his eyes and grabbed his backpack from beside his seat, walking over to you. He leant down onto your desk, “Look, this is my best class and I know it’s definitely not yours, so you can just leave it to Wong and I.”

Someone called out to him, and you assumed it was Wong Yukhei, your other group member. Yuta glanced over his shoulder and looked back at your shocked face, “I’ll see you around, Y/L/N.”

You were so shocked by his attitude that you didn’t have enough time to react, and by the time you had worked up an outburst that wouldn’t get you kicked off campus, he had left the room.

“is this y/n?” Your phone buzzed in your back pocket and you pulled it out, eating your burrito one-handed (which Johnny called your hidden talent).

“yeah, who is this?” You typed back, puzzled.

“oh sorry this is yukhei, ur friend jisoo’s in my psych class and she gave me ur number,” the person typed back, and you realised it was your group member for the big project. “you can call me lucas”

“ok,, hey lucas whats up,” you laughed at the awkwardness of the conversation, causing Johnny to look over at you from the other side of the couch and raise his eyebrows in question. “It’s one of the guys from my group project,” you explained. “But I didn’t know it was him.”

“nothing much I just wanted to tell u we’re having a meeting for the project tomorrow at 4.”

“oh lit, where?”

“the cafe on the North Lawn the one with the pink fence. u know the one?”

The next day, you grabbed your laptop bag from the floor next to your cubicle in the library and headed out, walking the short distance to the North Lawn and instantly spotting the cafe Lucas had described. You’d never been there because it was on the wrong side of campus for you, and it was always really busy.

It was really busy when you walked in, too. You spotted Yuta and Lucas talking happily in a booth to the side of the restaurant, and you made your way over to them. When Lucas looked up to greet you, you pretended you hadn’t noticed Yuta’s exaggerated eye roll, a cap covering his blonde hair as he leant his head back against the booth.

Once you were seated next to Lucas, a waitress came over to take your order, “What can I get you guys?” 

You noticed that she seemed to be mainly looking at Yuta, who smiled at her warmly from his seat. 

You finished ordering your coffees, and the girl began to walk away, but Yuta sent her a quick wink, making you quietly cringe in disgust, “Ugh.”

Lucas choked on his water and playfully hit you for making him laugh, but Yuta just looked longingly outside, as though he really didn’t want to be there. “So, I was thinking that today we could just do a super quick brainstorm, like throw out a few ideas and then tomorrow we can meet at the library to research them and decide then,” Lucas explained, fiddling with one of his rings. “I have a meeting with one of my professors at 5, so I thought we could make this one quick?”

You smiled at Lucas and the unsure nature with which he concluded his sentence, “Yeah, that works for me. What ideas have you guys come up with?”

Yuta leant forward, his elbows resting on the table, “I was thinking nanotechnology, like exploring cancer treatment and such using nanotubes and other delivery systems.” 

He looked expectantly at Lucas, and Lucas just shrugged in response, “To be honest, I hadn’t really thought of anything yet, but I’m happy to go with that.”

You opened your mouth to present your idea, but Yuta had already stood up, digging around in his back pocket for change to cover his coffee, “Great, then it’s settled. We’ll do our project on nanotech. T-”

“Actually, -” Your eyes narrowed as you interrupted him, “- I was thinking about investigating a different application of nanotechnology. I mean, the theory behind cancer treatment has been explored excessively in recent journals, which you would know, I’m sure, because this class is your ‘best subject’?”

You could feel Lucas’ surprise radiating from him from beside you, but you kept eye contact with Yuta as he set his jaw and stood up straighter, “What are you talking about?”

“I’m talking about environmental cleanup,” you deadpanned. “Using nanotechnology to remove gases from the atmosphere, harmful substances from groundwater, bringing a little bit of international ethics into our project.”

“That’s a really good idea,” Lucas practically shouted in excitement. “We could discuss the possibilities of impacts on developing countries and health ratings, compare them to that of our own!”

Yuta turned his head towards the door before checking his watch nonchalantly, “Fine. We do Y/N’s idea. Tomorrow, library, same time?”

You nodded and he began to walk away, but Lucas immediately turned to you, “Okay, I know I just met you, but you’re officially my favourite person.”

Two weeks later and you’d been meeting up with your research group almost every night at 4 at the library to investigate your topic. Lucas had loudly named you the group leader, which you despised until you saw how annoyed Yuta became by it, and then talking about yourself as the leader in third person just to piss him off further.

You and Yuta had not gotten along well at all since being grouped together, and you chose mostly to discuss with Lucas about your group project. You’d see him during the few lectures you shared with him, but most of the time he’d just glare at you as he sat down and then ignore you for the rest of the session.

Group meetings were awkward, with the tension often being thick enough that only Lucas could break it with his positivity and loudness. You would bicker about almost every decision for the project, and often argued about one rewriting and editing another’s contribution. 

During one session at the library, Lucas informed you that he had to leave for a date, and you smiled understandingly as you bid him goodbye, leaving only yourself and Yuta at your table.

“Can you read this for me?” Yuta cleared his throat before passing you his laptop, with information stretching over thousands of words. You began reading, and at the height of your tiredness, almost burst out with laughter at the presence of many swear words in a particularly lengthy paragraph. You began to edit them out for him, knowing he would not wish to hand in his work with that many profanities. However, he took your laughter to be at his offence, and tried to snatch his laptop away, scowling. 

“No, no! Wait, I’m almost done with this paragraph,” you smiled at the laptop screen, deleting another word.

He watched you grinning at his work and felt a bit of pride, pushing thoughts of how beautiful you were to the side as he realised you were deleting parts, “Hey! What do you think you’re doing?”

Your eyes flicked to his over the laptop and you huffed, “Okay, let me read this to you, and tell me if you'd like to keep all aspects of this sentence. Dr. T.J. Edinburgh, founder and representer of the fucking science department at...fuck...Yale? I dont know-” You looked up at this and realised he was trying to hold back his laughter. “How much sleep did you get when you were writing this?”

“I don’t even know, holy shit,” he pulled his laptop towards himself and began to read. “I dont even remember writing this.”

His eyes caught yours, “I only wanted you to read the last paragraph because it sort of morphs into your point.” 

You instantly moved backwards in surprise, leaning against your chair as you began to fiddle with your hair, “Oh, I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s fine,” Yuta dismissed your apology. “Hey, what time is it? I want to go get some dinner before the restaurant outside closes. Oh, and before I forget, who’s doing the conclusion?”

You checked your watch and saved all your documents as you began to pack up, “It’s just past nine. I’m doing the conclusion, we decided ages ago who was doing what.”

“Shouldn’t I write it, if my point is first and kind of sets up your point?”

You sighed, knowing that it was too good to be true for you guys to get along for more than two minutes, “My point is completely independent of yours, and it would make more sense for me to write the conclusion since my point concludes our reasoning for the entire thing.”

You walked to the entrance of the library with him beside you, and continued your argument all the way to your car, “I don't see how you can possibly think you’re a better writer than I am!”

“Does it fucking matter, Yuta? I got given conclusion, you got introduction, it’s basically the same thing!”

“Any idiot can write an introduction, a good conclusion can make or break a report,” he fumed, his chest rising and falling as he breathed heavily.

“Okay, you know what, fuck this. I’m going home now, so talk to Lucas about it, if he agrees with you, we can switch,” you shoved your bag into the backseat of your car and slammed the door, ignoring him as you drove away.

When you got home, and retrieved your phone from between the front seats of your car (the worst thing ever), you realised you had a text from an unknown number.

“who were you with at the library?”

“I'm sorry, your number isn't saved into my contacts. who is this?”

“wow, y/n, you deleted my number?”

“guess so :/ who is this?”

“it’s-”

As soon as you read his name, you stopped walking. It couldn’t have been him, and if it was, why did he care that you were with someone at the library? Why was he texting you? You had broken up with him months ago, and had no excuse to talk to him afterwards.

“why are you texting me?”

“I was just curious. I was walking Rose home and saw a guy walking you to your car at the library,, just wondering if you’ve finally moved on.” You rolled your eyes. This guy was an asshole, and you hated the fact that you’d ever dated him.

Of course, as soon as you’d broken up, he’d begun dating a stunning girl from one of your classes but you hadn’t dated anyone since him, just because you hadn't found anyone that interested you. But, by God, he hung that fact over you like he owned you.

“you mean my boyfriend?” You don't know why you did it, maybe you were just sick of constantly being belittled by him or maybe you just wanted to prove that he meant jack all to you, but you didn't regret saying it.

“since when do you have a boyfriend lol”

“since two weeks ago” It wasn't a total lie, that was when you had first met your group members, and yeah, you weren’t exactly dating one of them, but he didn’t have to know that.

“what's his name then?”

“okay I dont understand what you're trying to do here but this is really none of ur business so pls stop texting me” (perhaps you snapped)

Sighing, you threw your phone to the side of the room and flopped into bed, grabbing your laptop out.

The next day, after a three hour class, you met your teammates in the library for your second last session of the week, meaning after tomorrow, you wouldn’t have to see Yuta’s scowling face for four days.

You sat silently for the first hour, focussed on your individual work before having an impromptu half hour coffee break initiated by Lucas, who couldn't function after back to back classes. He insisted on buying you and Yuta coffees for interrupting your session, but explained that he felt like passing out from exhaustion.

He had left you alone with Yuta. Again.

Without a word, you returned to your open laptop and hoped on ignoring him. When he opened his mouth, you stood up, holding a book up, announcing, “I’m going to return this book.”

He raised an eyebrow at you but followed you as you stood up, unable to see you roll your eyes as you walked in front of him, “I talked to Lucas, and he said he really doesn't give, and this is a direct quote, a rats ass about who writes the conclusion, unless-”

You froze in front of him, eyeing the entrance to the library from where you were standing. Yuta, oblivious and still talking about the conclusion of your report, bumped into you, unaware that you had stopped walking.

“-with- why’d you stop?”

You watched as your ex-boyfriend looked around the library and you quickly turned to Yuta, “Look, I know we’re not the greatest of friends but my ex walked in and he’s a real dick and I mayormaynothavetoldhimwe’redating so please just go with this.”

Yuta looked confused as you put one arm around his waist and clutched your book tightly in the other hand as you walked back to your table. Instantly spotting you, your ex guided his latest conquest, a dark haired girl you’d never seen before but equally as attractive as the last girl you saw clutching his arm, over to your table with a smile on his face. Yuta stepped away from you to lean down into his backpack and retrieve his phone and you put on the fakest smile you could muster, “Hey.”

Your ex eyed Yuta for a moment before introducing himself, “I’m-.”

But Yuta stood up, tucking his phone into his jean pocket with one and slinging the other arm around you shoulders, “I know who you are.”

You shot Yuta what you hoped was a grateful smile and he tightened his grip on your shoulder in response, “Um, Yuta this Jae. Jae this Yuta.”

Yuta stuck his hand out, “Y/N’s current boyfriend.”

Jae’s eyes narrowed at his comment and he pulled his hand back as soon as Yuta had let go, motioning for his girlfriend to leave. Before exiting the library, he called out to you, “Nice to know you're finally moving on, Y/N! I thought you were going to pine after me for another six months!”

Immediately, Yuta moved to follow him, but you grabbed his hand, “I told you he’s a dick. Don’t worry about him, he’s all talk.” But as Yuta looked at your face, he could tell that you were extremely embarrassed over being called out in the library in front of god knows how many people, and you looked ashamedly down at your fidgeting hands. 

He didn’t point any of this out, instead only saying, “I can’t believe you even dated that idiot. I thought I had bad taste.”

You laughed in a self-deprecating way that made Yuta afraid for a moment thinking you were crying, “Well, I guess I still have bad taste if I’m dating you.”

“I just rescued you from that asshole ever commenting on you ‘not moving on’ ever again, I think I’m quite worthy of being called a good boyfriend,” Yuta retorted.

“Are you really trying to prove to me that you’re my best boyfriend?” You cocked an eyebrow in challenge.

“Wouldn’t be that hard,” he mumbled, pulling out his chair as Lucas happily walked up to your table with four cups of coffee.

“Oh, is someone joining us?” You asked, looking at the two extra large cups of coffee in the tray.

Lucas clapped his hands loudly, making a girl at the desk beside you jump in fright, “Nope, these two are for me.” He grinned at you as he began to open up his laptop again, “So, did I miss anything interesting?” He had meant the comment to be a joke, but you glanced at Yuta, who had looked at you at the same time, and shook your head, confirming that no, nothing of interest had happened while he was gone.

[marshmallow-phd]

Out of Tune

Request:  A fluffy idol!auChanyeol x Reader oneshot or series where misunderstandings lead to a blossoming relationship. To lovers or to close friends, whichever you like😙 P.S. I love your writing so much 😭

A/N: Ahhh! Thank you for the first request! I had to read it a couple times to make sure it was an actual request! I hope this is what you wanted. If not let me know! I decided to make it a one shot for now! Happy reading!

Genre: Fluff, idol!au

Pairing: Exo x reader

Humiliated. You were alone in the dorm, but you were still utterly humiliated by what you were witnessing on the TV.

This was supposed to be a relaxing day off. Your members had banned you from the studio, knowing that if you spent even one more day in there, you’d come up with more ideas and more possible songs to put on the next album. There were already too many to choose from that your CEO had decided to start sending them out to the staff members and have them vote on which ones they really enjoy to make the cut.

To be honest, you were happy for time off and isolation. You were a homebody and needed your alone time. Especially since you wanted to watch the latest episode of Happy Together. A part of you was still a little salty that you weren’t there for filming. It was a special episode for young idol producers who were well recognized within the kpop community. The producers had asked you to participate given that three of your songs had won multiple music show awards and reached number one on the charts.

Unfortunately, your manager had to say no since you would actually be finishing up a dome tour in Japan. A detail you’d forgotten. There was so much on your schedule that you couldn’t keep everything straight. It frustrated you. You loved Happy Together. However, they did still try to make you apart of it by asking you a few questions that they’d bring up at some point during the broadcast.

Yoo Suk Jae was able to quiet everyone before moving on the conversation.

“Now, unfortunately, (y/n) was unable to be with us here today, but our writers were able to ask her a few questions.”

Here it was. You hugged your pillow close to your chest, feeling the blush dust your cheeks. Gosh, you were getting giggling. Again, you were thankful that you were alone.

“We asked (y/n) who she wanted to collaborate most on producing a song together,” Suk Jae continued. “She said that she would most like to work with Chanyeol and Ravi.”

A loud, high pitched squeal escaped from you as you threw yourself down on the couch. Quickly, you righted yourself, not wanting to miss out on the reactions.

Ravi had turned a little shy, nodding his head and smiling. You admired the VIXX rapper, you did. But truthfully, you only mentioned his name because of your manager. He pushed you to name two  idols as to throw off any suspicion. Didn’t want to cause any dating rumors. Not that you would mind too much. You had a crush, you had to admit. A face that contradicted the voice and a personality off stage that didn’t click with the one on stage were your weakness. Chanyeol was the epitome of both. You still remembered when your groupmate sent you a fancam of his Elyxion solo rap. You cried. If only you could write like that.

“Chanyeol, you’re awfully quiet,” Se Ho chimed in.

The giant was slightly startled, like he’d been pulled out of deep thought.

“Oh, um,” his signature phrase in that deep, vibrating voice. The one that you loved to listen to for hours on end. “I think it’d be hard. Our styles are very different. I work better on the computer and I think she does most of hers on the piano. I’m not sure how the end result would match up.”

Your jaw dropped. Did he really just underhand diss you on national television? Even the hosts seemed shocked at the normal happy virus’ unusual answer.

Slumping down on the couch, the pillow dropped from your hands. You couldn’t say that heart was shattered, your crush wasn’t that serious. But you definitely felt terrible. It wasn’t just the crush. It was that fact that you weren’t taken seriously as a producer yet, always compared to Woozi or Taeyang even though you were newer on the scene. You were quick to admit that you had a lot to learn, but isn't that where collaborations came in? Learning from each other.

Not caring about the rest of the broadcast, you turned the TV off. Sighing, you ignored your phone as it buzzed, no doubt your groupmates wanting to know how the broadcast was going and if you were dont giggling over Chanyeol yet. You certainly were.

This was the last place you wanted to be. If you hadn’t eagerly accepted to sing a duet OST with NCT’s Johnny, you wouldn’t have been anywhere near SM’s headquarters. You just hoped that the Exo boys were busy filming or recording and you wouldn’t run into any of them.

After several hours of recording, your throat was killing you. The cold bottles had already run out and to be honest, you wanted a coffee, not water. Taking a break, you wandered the empty halls until you came to the small cafe. You had to hand it to SM, they could be extravagant in certain areas. Your own company wasn’t quite big enough for a coffee shop, only a cafeteria for the staff and artists.

Iced coffee in hand, you turned to find an empty table. Then you froze. Standing about fifteen feet away was Chanyeol. The smile had slipped from his face and he stared at you opened mouthed. Rolling your eyes, you started back towards the recording studio, trying your hardest to avoid the top idol.

“(y/n), wait!” With legs too long to out run, he grabbed your upper arm, stopping you before you could make your escape.

Setting your jaw, you turned to look at him. “What?”

Chanyeol released you, not making eye contact as he ran a hand through his floppy hair. “D-did you see the broadcast?”

“Yes, I did,” you mumbled. “Along with several other million people.”

He flinched at your statistic. “I’m sorry. Can I explain?”

You scoffed. “Explain what? You made it very clear that I wasn’t good enough to collaborate with. I understand. We’re on different levels. Now, I have to get back to finish recording with Johnny.”

“Hold on!” Chanyeol grabbed your hand, pulling you to the nearest empty table. Unable to resist the puppy dog look he was giving you, you sat down across from him.

You motioned for him to continue.

Chanyeol groaned, running his hands over his face. “This isn’t how I wanted to do this.”

You frowned. “Do what?”

Sighing, he looked up at you. “I didn’t mean for what I said to come out like that. The words were coming out before I could stop them. I didn’t want people to… well….”

Crossing your arms, you leaned back in your chair. “Well… what?”

He mumble something under his breath as he picked at the paint on the table.

“What?”

His volume rose just enough for you make out, “That I like you.”

You blinked. “You… like me?”

Stunned. Now you were stunned. Chanyeol and you had only met a few times at music shows and awards ceremonies. Just short pleasantries exchanged, nothing more. You thought it was all completely one sided. As a member of Exo, he could walk up to any girl and have her weak in the knees.

Chanyeol nodded. “I think the fact that you can write whole songs on the piano or guitar is amazing. I struggle with that. They never turn out well. When I heard you might be doing the broadcast with us, I was excited. Junmyeon reminded me to be careful not to reveal my crush. You know, for the fans. But I took it a little too seriously. I really didn’t mean to sound like I didn’t think your songs are good. They really are! I’m just not good at these things.”

You smiled widely, biting down on your bottom lip. “Well, I think your work is amazing. I think whenever I work on the computer, it just sounds like noise. And…,” you took a deep breath, “I like you, too.”

The boy in front of you lit up like a sunrise. His own grin stretched from ear to cute ear.

“(y/n)!”

You turned in your chair to find your manager waving his hand for you to go to him. How disappointing. Standing up, you gave Chanyeol an apologetic look.

“I have to go.”

He nodded. “Maybe… you could join me in my studio? We could work on a song together and… get to know each other.”

You gave him one last smile. “It’s a date.”

[diverdowns]

Gyro for the ask meme

(send me a character and i’ll rate them + their story arcs!)

GYRO.. my love… too good for this (alternate) world tbh, i love him more than i love life itself. he’s so good. who wouldn’t love him? gyro defense squad 2k17

this got a bit out of hand, so feast your eyes on my rambling under the cut:

> gyro zeppeli

looks: somewhat attractive | eh | not really my type | pretty | handsome | beautiful | stud | gorgeous | SWEET LORD MERCY

JESUS JUST FUCK ME UP, i love gyro. the thing with his teeth, is like, kinda weird, but it grew on me tbh, and i dont know how to feel about this. he’s so gorgeous — and sure, i can blame a lot of that on araki’s art style in part 7-8 making everyone unfairly pretty, but i mean.. have you seen this cowboy? he’s also nowhere near my usual type, but like.. i dunno, i just love him too much. he’s perfect. god. i’m losing my ability to type coherently. i need to take a moment, hold on. i love gyro so much.

there are days when i stare out the window and i just suddenly remember how much i love gyro zeppeli and i’m suddenly overcome with pain and also Emotion

can you relate to this character on a personal level?: no | not really | somewhat | yes | they are me

i love gyro but…. yeah, he’s totally Not Me. gyro’s typed as estp quite a bit, which means i mean, at least superficially by mbti, we’re almost all opposites in the way we approach things + our general views — which is true. i’m not driven by any kind of ideal, and i’m not necessarily a noble person — gyro is both of those, and he notably has trouble taking a life, which is contrasted with johnny’s “killing intent.” on that front, and in general, i’d definitely relate more to johnny than to gyro, as a whole. (honestly it’s probably because i can relate to johnny that i ended up loving gyro so much.)

would you date/be friends with this character in real life if they were real?: total bros | friends | best friends | date | become their steady boyfriend/ girlfriend | neither | i don’t kno

ahahah, gyro seems like a really great bro, in general. he’s loyal, knows how to joke around and have a good time, and you can always count on him to have your back when things really get rough. he’s like, one of the Dream Jobros. i’d love to just hang out with him and be, well, bros. (of course… if i thought me x gyro would ever really work out, i definitely wouldn’t complain about that, either.)

anyway, where do i even begin to talk about gyro? i love him. overall, i don’t think i’ve ever really talked about it on this blog but… steel ball run is, in my opinion, overall the best jjba part. my subjective favorite is battle tendency, but if i had to pick a part that i think is overall just the best, in terms of writing, art, characters — just, everything — it’d be sbr. this honestly surprised me a lot, because i wasn’t expecting to like sbr, from the premise. i have a bad track record with western themes — i normally just don’t like / don’t get into them.

steel ball run hit me like a cowboy wrecking ball, oh man. and one of the main reasons sbr was just so good was because of the robustness of the main characters’ development and characterization. i could write a whole essay about how much i loved johnny as a main character and how human his struggles and motivations were, but gyro was every bit as good, and gyro is, in my opinion, the backbone of a lot of sbr.

johnny’s the protagonist, but gyro provides a lot of driving force for the continuation of the race — johnny, throughout the first half, just cares about walking again. gyro’s the one with loftier goals, the one who wants to win this race and return to his family. this shifts, of course, as johnny and gyro develop more motivations and goals — their hunt for the corpse parts and the bond developing between them, for example. i can honestly say that if gyro wasn’t as solid of a character, steel ball run would not have been the goddamn masterpiece i thought it was.

in an interesting subversion, gyro has a reason for running the race that’s bigger than himself — he wants to save a child and bring honor to his family and his country, and normally these are the kinds of goals that are totally appropriate for a setting like this. but not in sbr! johnny calls him out, because the thing is, while these ideals are well and good in theory, gyro doesn’t have a personal stake in it yet — he doesn’t really want to win enough for himself to, well, win. it’s such an interesting twist on the classic “you need a goal greater than yourself!” trope, and while the execution’s a little weird at times (i mean, the “real man’s world” thing was actually a pretty interesting plot arc, but boy was it a strange concept at first), i think it’s really well done and introduces gyro as a complex character who’s just trying to find good reasons to do the things he already knows are right.

compared to johnny, gyro’s more of a static character, but we see him open up to johnny over the course of part 7, and it’s — well, everything i’d wanted to see from caejose, really. we see gyro bond on a personal level with johnny, transcending the simple mentor-student bond we saw in phantom blood, forming something definitely more reminiscent of caesar and joseph’s alliance in battle tendency. (and maybe that’s why it hit me so hard, because i had never really gotten over caejose) but god do gyro and johnny help each other grow, so, so much. their growth and their story arcs are so intricately codependent on each other, and it’s so gratifying as a reader to be able to see them develop along with their friendship. everything feels so natural and gyro, at no point, comes across as unrealistic or artificial. he’s written so well and the concept for his character is so great, and i honestly love everything about him. 

(this became less Real analysis and a “why i love gyro and also sbr” ramble but it’s like, 3 am and i’ve been on a plane for 4 hours, so cut me some slack. good thing this is just an informal ask meme, whew)

[jungksbih]

First Dates II

here’s part 2!! it’s mostly filler the good stuff will come later i promise, the story just has to develop some more!

genre: fluff, comedy, smut, angst, etc.

pairing: Johnny x reader

word count: 1785

Parts: I II III IV V

“You’re Troian, right? I’m Johnny.”

It took a moment for you to register what he said as you furrowed your eyebrows thinking about what caused him to call you Troian, forgetting that you were supposed to be pretending that you were her. After a momentary pause it dawned on you that you should probably take a seat instead of staring at him oddly.

“Uh, yeah…” you smiled awkwardly and sat down in front of him. The awkwardness was filling the entire cafe by the second, and it got to the point where he was practically staring into his glass of water as if there was something in there. You cleared your throat slightly and took a sip of the water beside you and thought of what you could say to start conversation. Before you could open your mouth to say something though he ran both of his hands through his hair and down his face before flashing a bright smile at you as if he understood how uncomfortable you were.

“So, are you familiar with this cafe? Or should i say this area?” He asked. You hummed while thinking about the answer for a moment and you shrugged, coming up with your answer.

“Yeah, actually I’m slightly familiar, i was born and raised in New York but i came here for college so it’s been like a year or so but i’ve gotten comfortable quickly.”  You answered confidently. You hoped that you weren’t too much of a bore since he wasn’t as bad at you expected. Yes he wasn’t very talkative, but it could have been much worse than just that. You remembered the different potential types of men you thought you’d meet tonight and the thought caused you to let out a small laugh, shaking your head and you found yourself distracted again. You looked at Johnny who was confused at your sudden burst of laughter which caused you to laugh even harder before taking a sip of your water and starting to explain the cause of your laughter.

“When i was getting ready tonight, i honestly thought you were going to be some 80 year old, sweaty, perverted bald guy i was terrified. But now, i looked at you and just thought about what it would be like if you were actually like that and i found the idea to be quite...comedic.” Johnny found himself smiling at your explanation, in fact he even allowed himself to let out a small chuckle of amusement.

“Well how do you know? Am i even Johnny? Or am i someone that the real Johnny sent to lure you in? Maybe i really am an 80 year old sweaty perverted bald guy, what if your sight is bad? The possibilities are endless.”

“Well isn’t that intriguing. Johnny, the man of many mysteries.”

“That’s me.” He watched you take another sip of your water and he stood up a bit after. “Do you want something substantial to drink? Or a pastry?” Before you could think up an answer there was a loud growling sound followed by the instant reddening of his face. You smiled widely and shook your head at his offer knowing that there was a much better solution to the situation at hand. All they had at the cafe was small pastries and coffee which wasn’t exactly the best option for a late night date, but you couldn’t blame the guy for trying.

“Maybe we should go get something more filling? How does ramen sound?”

“Yes that sounds way better than my idea, it’s almost like you read my mind...or my stomach.” You both laughed at his comment, and you stood up carefully. “I know this really good restaurant but its like 20 minutes to half an hour away, i have a car though...if you’re okay with riding with me of course.”  

“Yeah of course i dont have an issue with it at all.” The two of you made your way out of the cafe and you began making small talk about irrelevant things but the feeling of comfortability made you feel better than you have in a while. The majority of the warmth came from the idea of actually going on a functional date with someone that wasn’t half bad. He made dry jokes- a ton of them, one after the other yet you still found yourself laughing along to them without a second thought as if they were the funniest thing you heard.

The walk to his car was a generous walk away and he frequently paused the conversation to apologize for the distance, claiming that he was “too nervous and needed some fresh air so he could calm down before showing up like an idiot” to which you laughed off but silently grimaced to yourself. If anything you were the one that showed up looking like an idiot but the thought didn’t bother you too much since he was so welcoming.

“Im also sorry about not being able to talk to you immediately like i am now, im just very shy when it comes to meeting new people. I’m bad at socializing so im glad that this is now going well.” You nodded at his comment, noticing the slowness of the walk as the both of you approached his car. He picked up his pace and walked in front of you, opening the passenger door before moving to the other side.

You sat in the passenger seat and looked around, taking in the cleanliness yet slight disorganization of the car. You could tell that this was how he normally kept his car, considering the idea of him taking you anywhere in his car most likely wasn’t one of his plans or so you hoped.  He started the car after you closed the door and put on your seat belt so you could look like you took precautions even though you didn’t.

“Was there something specific you wanted to listen to? Any specific taste?” He offered. He glanced over at you and you shook your head in response. You would have answered with a definite answer but you didn’t know what kind of music Troi listened to, and the last thing you wanted was to say a genre only for it to be the one that she hated.

“I listen to all types, plus it’s your car so id rather hear what stuff you like.” You smiled at yourself, hoping that was a suffice answer. He hummed in response before turning on the radio and switching it to one of his playlists that he already had.

Coldplay. You didn’t expect him to be the coldplay type of person- whatever that looked like, but if anything in your opinion he looked more of the type of person that liked alternative music? Maybe indie? And yes, you were fully aware that the group was considered to be alternative, but it still surprised you. You began laughing to yourself at the thought of how far off you were in your assumption.

“What? Not your cup of tea? I’ll have you know that you were the one that offered to listen to my type of music…”he trailed off while giving you another glance from the side of his eye. Although he was faced at the road you could still clearly see the smug look on his face, the kind of look that made you want to both laugh and wipe it off of him at the same time.

“I’m not laughing at that you idiot.” You paused. “Although, it is pretty interesting… i was laughing more at how completely wrong i was about your music taste.”

“That sounds pretty comedic to me.”

“I love your sarcasm it speaks to me perfectly.” Before you could say more you remembered the assignment that you had to do for the next day, and if it was late you wouldn’t be able to turn it in at all. A part of you really didn’t want to  but you knew that your grade would suffer incredibly if you didn't go to do it which left you at an uncomfortable position.

“I know this is really inconvenient and all but, i remembered that i have a really important assignment to do tonight and it’s most of my grade and i know how stupid i sound it sounds like a lame excuse to leave but trust me that’s not the case i just-”

“It’s fine i get it grades come first.” He cut you off and pulled over to the side of the road. He leaned back in his seat and looked over at you while you were still trying to find words to say to help the situation a bit more even though it wasn’t a terrible situation in the first you couldn’t help but feel guilty for it. “Would you like for me to bring you back to your place? Or do you want me to drop you off here? It would be faster for you if i just drove you but it’s up to you.”

Without thinking about the idea that he might have known details about where Troian lived you nodded in agreement. “Yeah that’d be great, thanks for understanding.”

During the entirety of the car ride the two of you continued to make jokes after telling him the address that you lived at. A quick moment of silence came  in between the jokes frequently  that made the mood more comfortable. For a brief moment you cursed yourself because you knew that this would most likely be the last time that you’d see him, especially since he was under the impression that you were your friend and the likelihood of finding a way to explain the situation to him without either sounding weird or making Troi look like a bitch was almost slim to none. The car slowed down a bit and your apartment complex was to the right of you. You were home, you survived. You opened the door after unbuckling and stuck one foot out before turning back to him with an apologetic smile.

“Thank you for bringing me home.” You paused and thought about whether or not you should tell him the truth while you were still given the opportunity. “I’m really sorry that it was cut so short i was really looking forward to eating with you, you’re a really great guy Johnny.”

You got out of the car and waved goodbye after closing the door behind you. Before even waiting another second to allow yourself the possibility of telling him the full length truth you walked towards the front door, only looking back once more to see if he already left- which he hadn’t.

[trashcatsnark]

What’s your opinion on Kerry being available to only male V when it’s mentioned in-game that he’s bi (correct me if I’m wrong, I have terrible memory)?? I feel like they should’ve had bi romance options if they were able to implement both gay and straight ones.

Oh anon, oooooh anon. I love you dearly, but you intentionally or not might as well have thrown lit dynamite in my ask box. This discourse has been such a strange beast within this fandom and I have definitely shared some vague thoughts about it before. I’m putting everything under a read more, to help stave off some....harassment or putting it in people’s lives who may not want it. 

 I still remember I was frankly heartbroken and upset when I first learned Kery wasn’t romanceable by female V when the game first officially came out, but before I played it; River and Panam weren’t even really known about, cause they weren’t talked about much in the promo material,  plus Kerry was shown in romance scenes with what looked to be female V. So, if you go back far enough you’ll find me in December cope posting and being the saddest and angriest of beans, because other than Johnny who I knew was likely off the table. He was one of the only characters I wanted to potentially romance. Now, I’m further away from it, have  processed my feelings regarding it and am more rational I believe regarding the issue. 

But, that being said, a large issue of this sort of discourse is that; no matter what anyone says, someone somwhere is upset. I’ve been insulted, blocked, accused of fetishizing gay men, and so much over my opinion regarding this matter. I’m still currently debating if I even wanna tag this, cause the issue almost always brings negativity to my blog and to me. I have very little interest in being berated for this, so we’ll see how I feel after I finish typing this all out. I’m going to try to go through all my issues, my points, my troubles and feelings about the matter. But, at the end of the day, it is merely my opinion. If someone disagrees, fine, just don’t attack people or berate them over pixels in a video game. Just dont. That’s all I ask. Okay, so I’m gonna divide this into talking points and whatever, now. 

Firstly, Kerry is bisexual. Point blank, period. I’ve seen folks try to argue that his wife was like comphet, which if you dont know means that sometimes exclusively homosexual people will try to force themselves into heterosexual relationships because society has conditioned them to believe they have to be straight. While, I’m not negating the fact that this happens, as a bisexual/pansexual (I use the terms interchangeably to define my experience and feelings)  person I’ve struggled with it when making sense of my attraction to women. It genuinely is something that happens. This is not the case for Kerry; he doesn’t ever hide his attraction to men, between TTRPG lore and the video game he has had two wives , and he is stated by game developers and TTRPG creator to be bisexual.He is bisexual. Getting that out there, saying other wise, in my opinion is a level of bi erasure. That being said, I do still have my grievances with how the game chose to handle his bisexuality and bisexuality as whole, also imo, the game generally doesn’t seem...to treat players who are attracted to men well… 

But before I get into that, I wanna make clear, I feel like Cyberpunk 2077 should have had more romance options for every orientation. If you’re not going to create a player-sexual style of romance; ie where every romanceable character is attracted to the player regardless and wish to focus on each character having their own predetermined sexuality; only have one character for each sexuality is kind of bullshit. If you’re a lesbian player and you’re not into Judy, you get nothing, except a fuck around with Meredith (who I will get to later). You’re a straight woman, but not into River, shit out of luck. You’re a gay man who’s not into Kerry, sucks to suck bud. You’re a straight man who’s not into Panam (kind dont get how you wouldn’t be but who am i to judge), well, you can fuck Meredith… so woooo. Oh also, if you’re not attracted to women, you will still be forced to watch in first person pov a sex scene with Alt and if you want Johnny to like you, you gotta date a girl. Also, all the male love interests will be sidelined mostly…. Hooray… But I digress, either go in with all romance options bi/pan/player sexual, or give more options for romance. Cause now you have the issue of people not getting the partner they hoped for and not liking their only option. Now, you got people trying to make the Judy  bi, which is lesbian erasure and lesbophobic, along with people saying Kerry isn’t bi and can’t be with women which is bi erasure and biphobic. Whereas, if you had just gone in from the get go with either more options or a player-sexual romance system; we wouldn’t be here, CDPR. 

Okay, so next thing, now that I’ve addressed my issues with the entire romance system and that yes, Kerry is bi. Should Kerry have been able to be romanced as female V? Yes and no. Which sounds vague, but I’m going somewhere. With the current set up of it; Kerry being romanceable to a female V would have unfairly given female players an additional love interest over male players. Female V would have the option of Judy, River, or Kerry. And Male V’s would have the option of Kerry or Panam. That’s not fair. I get that, inherently. CDPR painted themselves into a corner, by only letting there be two romances for “each” gender, one for “each” sexuality, and then using a canonically bi character for one of them. They played themselves, they were either gonna have to give an unfair amount of love interest to one side of their gender system or make a bi character who will only pursue one gender. So, they went for the latter. 

Now, some people feel thats fine, because Kerry having a gender preference is fine and its okay for bi people to lean a certain way in regards to gender and its okay for them to not be attracted to people. And that is true. I am a bisexual woman who leans a little more towards men, I get that. However, I have only been given one reason for Kerry’s preference for male V over female V. And it was by a developer of the game who stated that Kerry pursues Male V and not Female V because Male V reminds him more of Johnny… And I hate that. I personally, hate it so deeply, because to me it does a complete disservice to Kerry and V’s relationship and Kerry’s arc. Because even with female V you see him being preoccupied with Johnny and V’s connection to Johnny, then you see him move past that. So, to then state, its still a deciding factor in him romancing V is so wrong to me. Like why???? Why would you do that to people who like Kerry??? Why would you put that in their heads, that Kerry on some level, subconsciously or not, was thinking about Johnny when he decides to romance V. Cause that’s not in the game, in the game you get the vibe he’s moving on past Johnny, like he’s growing, developing, genuinely likes V. But that stupid tweet, just radiates rancid vibes, whyyy???  

And then, outside of that nasty tweet, I have to ask what other reason is there for why he prefers male V over fem V.  They’re...the same characters essentially, just with different pronouns and body type. They also can look like whatever you want; they’re completely customizable. So, Its based off of what the game associates with  gender characteristics and nothing else, meaning, his attraction is rooted solely in their gender and he turns down fem V by virtue of them being a woman and nothing else. Which, yeah, bisexual/pansexual people have preferences but when that preference completely excludes a gender based on nothing but gender…. Uhh????? See my issue???? 

And I’ve seen people saying, well, its better than CDPR playing into slutty will date anybody bisexual stereotypes. But, the thing is...THEY STILL DO THAT which is what drives me up the god damn wall; they managed to do slutty bi stereotypes and I don’t even get kiss the boy, which again, I get the need for fairness but wow, just wow. And lemme explain. 

Meredith is the only character, other than joytoys, whom you can have sex with regardless of gender, body type, etc. She is the only character who shows that she is attracted to V on some level regardless of gender. 

She is a one night stand. Her sex animations are the same as joytoys. She treated like a promiscuous love phobic woman.  And having characters like that is fine, my own V is promiscuous and love phobic. But, we can acknowledge that in a video game by a AAA game company having the only character who is at least physically attracted to the player no matter what, be nothing but sex fodder...isn’t great bi representation, right? 

Oh, and Kerry himself still is a promiscuous bisexual man, he just won’t romance female V because apparently, according to a dev, they don’t remind him of Johnny enough. AND THATS THE DEVS WORDS, NOT MINE, I HATE THAT. Like, Kerry is shown to have people’s lingerie around his house. He’s stated by Johnny to be someone who fucks around. He gets a blowjob from a man in a stairwell. 

The two most blatantly canonically bi character in this game are promiscuous; one wont romance V at all and just wants sex, the other will only romance a male V because at worse, he’s comparing them mentally subconsciously to his dead friend and at best….because….reasons…. Literally, from what I understand for Kerry to romance V, they have to have the “male” body type and “male” voice. Meaning, fem V could literally by all appearances look like masc V, body type wise, but because she uses female pronouns and has a feminine sounding voice...no… the stars say no… 

In my honest opinion, it is bad bisexual representation and a not so well thought out romance system for a game. 

But, that being said, I literally never romance anyone, because I’m a Johnny simp. So, the fuck do I know.

oh god do i tag this.... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[ru-ruu]

Ive been up and Ive been down….Ive had my feet swept off the ground

BYSOMEBODYWHOJUSTPICKEDMEUPANDTHREWMEAWAAAAAAAYYY!!!!

Ms. Alicia Michelle Howard a.k.a Billie (not to be confused with Billie Jean…), a Chicago legend that has given us numerous tracks and moments over her long lasting career. Of course most notably Love Under New Management (written by the wonderful Ms. Annette Harderman and her late husband Gabriel Harderman), Come Share My Love, Baby Be Mine, Ain’t Nobody Like You and other tunes. All her staple hits and everything you want to hear her perform at a live show. But of course at the Factory we don’t focus on just the hits. The B cuts and the album cuts are just as important and lowkey sometimes better than the singles.

Lets slide on back to 1980, yall know Miki was in a R&B group right? Yall heard of Side Effect?

She was a part of the group for a years, they craned out a funky rendition of Georgy Porgy which is still a part of Miki’s live shows today.

Another popular tune from the group during Miki’s tenure was

I Can’t Play

Ok lets jump to her solo career, the MEAT of it all! Lets share her love for a bit with her first solo album Come Share My Love. We all know about the title track Come Share My Love….

Theres a peak on every mountain…

A shore for every sea….

Its hard to understand were you meant for me…

Theres an answer to a question, but theres no guarantee…

AND I WANNA GIVE IT TO YA GIVE IT TO YA GIVE IT TO YA…..

But have you paid attention to the smooth track titled

Love Will Find A Way

A simple plea for love to find the answer after doing all you can. Nowadays people say love isnt enough in relationships and that love isnt the answer. But without love what do you have? Yeah you need trust and communication and all that but at the center of it all you need love. Thats all we really need anyway…but moving onto the next track that needed more shine and my personal favorite of Miki

Imagination

Before I got into hardcore researching and investigating I thought this was an original song. But nope, its an old Glen Miller tune that was written and composed by Jimmy Van Heusen and Johnny Burke.The tune is what one would call a “Standard”, everyone from Ella Fitzgerald to Frank Sinatra has their own rendition. But theres something about Miki’s version that gives the song power! I believe this was the beginning of Miki revealing that she was a bonafide Jazz artist. Her nickname is Billie…after the late and great legendary Mother of us all Billie Holiday. Miki even played Billie in the biopic Malcom X. But we’re getting a little ahead of ourselves.

Lets slide onto 1987 (sidebar Im still not even born yet at this point) I know I was trying to not highlight her singles and hits buuuuuuuut this song right here…..THIS SONG RIGHT HERE!!!! We all know about the Miki Howard and Gerald Levert love affair it was leeeggggeeennddddaaarrrryy!

That’s What Love Is

Their first duet together was something magical. Hence why I included on my Duets post, go check it out if you missed it. Written by both Howard and Levert and included on her Love Confession album.

This song is just that…..a love confession! In the song they compare themselves to Romeo and Juliet and if you think about it…….thats very fitting. They both come from legendary families, Gerald is the son of the legendary Eddie Levert from the group The O’Jays and Miki’s mother, Josephine Howard, sang with The Caravans. They both deeply loved and adored one another but Miki and I quote is a “Woman of The World” and that didn’t fly in the Levert camp. But they always remained close until his passing. He even wrote on another track on the album

Crazy

Love Confession was filled with love letters between the two,

I been looking for a new love….

Didnt know where it was…

All the time there you were…..

I must have been CRAZY….

Gerald aint slick not one bit! See what happens when artists get involved with one another, they start telling secrets through the music. It’s lowkey sweet and almost like a marriage. It sticks with both parties throughout their entire careers and it’ll always make them think back to that moment when the love was the strongest…..or when whatever emotion was the strongest because there are plenty musical couples that sing songs written by the other party that are break up songs and torch songs sooooooo yeah!

Anyway lets jump to 89 (Im finally born woot woot) and visit her album Miki Howard.

There were some good cuts on there and also her first number one hit! Guess what Im going to talk about first yall….

I’ll Be Your Shoulder

Yeeeessss another Howard/Levert duo, written partially by Gerald (he has writing credits on Mister as well). This track may have solidified the two’s feelings for another. Yes they were deeply in love but here they confess….I’m here for ya baby, when you’re down and out you know you can come to me. Simply put, I’ll Be Your Shoulder! Which eventually is what happened between them, Gerald helped Miki kick drugs or at least played a major role. So these lyrics are true to life, cant say that too much about songs that are out nowadays. Come to think about it the Levert clan were all over this album. Listen to some of the tracks and see if you can hear Eddie and the crew jamming in the back. Also sidebar and honorable mention to Miki’s vocals on the tail end of a song that SHE wrote

Who Ever Said It Was Love

Listen to the veeeeerrrrrryyyy end to hear just how high Auntie Miki can go!

Onto to 1992!! Femme Fatale POW!!

A collection of work with her second number one hit Aint Nobody Like You and a myriad of gems. Miki was always had a classic duet on her albums but this time…instead of Gerald…..she had Christopher Williams on the track.

Hope That We Can Be Together Soon

Yall remember Christopher Williams right? The light skin brotha that was on New Jack City? Had the song Dreamin’ from the soundtrack? And Every Little Thing U Do? Ella Fitzgerald’s nephew? Yeah him and Miki did a cover of a Gamble and Huff tune that was first recorded by Sharon Paige and Harold Melvin & The Blue Notes back in ’75. Christopher was a good choice vocally, veeerrrryyy reminiscent of the original.

Femme Fatale also saw Miki’s “Billie” side  come out once more before the big shebang! Her cover of Billie Holiday’s Good Morning Heartache was a perfectly haunting  tribute.

Good Morning Heartache

Again it was another Jazz standard and another Jazz tune perfectly shaped to her voice. Of course as before everybody recorded the tune but again Miki holds the crown with her cover. She was definitely hinting towards her recording future with this one.

Last track I want yall to listen to from the album is

Cigarette Ashes On The Floor

Im not even going to go into it, please please please just listen to the lyrics. We’ve ALL been there and who the hell says things like this? You make me feel like cigarette ashes on the floor?!?!?! It’s the truth but dam!!

A year later Miki said you know what….I need to sing me some Billie. And thats just what she did. In ’93 Miki Howard released Miki Sings Billie: A Tribute To Billie Holiday.

A tribute to her hero and biggest inspiration. Who has the courage to do an album like that? Now personally I think it should be done more often. Chante Moore should do a tribute album to Minnie Riperton, she already recorded a few of her tunes and who else is fitted to cover a Minnie song? Lowkey…come closer yall lemme whisper this in yall ear….I think Monica should do something for Stephanie Mills. Both of their voices are similar….in a way, so why not?!? Back to Miki though, remember I told yall she was in Malcom X portraying Billie? Well that was a year before this was released so in a way it was a major heads up!

There’s Billie Holiday classics on there like Solitude and My Man and What A Little Moonlight Can Do. But MY favorite is

Don’t Explain

Just listen…’Nuff said!

Jumping over some years and some issues and some scandals and whatever to 1997’s Cant Count Me Out.

Two of my favorite Miki tracks are nestled in the bosom of this body of work. The first being a song that has her longtime friend Chaka Khan and Terence Trent D’Arby (yall know Wishing Well! Dont act like you dont!) and a Stevie Wonder cover.

I Love Every Little Thing About You

The next being

Something I Never Had

Peep the backing vocals on that track! Know who it is? Well…..SAY IT!!! Miki wrote the majority of songs on this album besides the covers. She penned this along with Lemel Humes.

Miki had about three more albums after this: Three Wishes (2001), Pillow Talk (2006) and Private Collection (2008) and numerous tour dates and appearances and hey even a movie about her life!!

  Special mention to the tracks

You Made Me Love You

I remember I first heard that song after I got dumped by my first boyfriend. It immediately made me think of one of the first things he told me”…..Im going to make you love me…..” He did and then he broke my heart seven months later….oh well!

Miki loved to do a cover, she has an album full of them (Pillow Talk). She redid one of my favorite songs

Go Away Little Boy

Now I always got the Marlena Shaw version mixed up with Nancy Wilson’s version. Who can blame me though? Their voices and delivery are almost identical to the T! Miki came through and slapped her own funk on it as she usually does.

She also took on the Ann Peebles classic

I Cant Stand The Rain

She stayed true to the “twang” of the tune whereas Tina made it more current for the times. Both lovely version in their own right!

Last song and I’ll let yall go, some of yall overstayed your welcome and its time for yall to go back to ya mammy house.

Panther

Shes a PANTHAAAAH! Miki described a Panther as the black version of a “Cougar”. She said it sounded more sexy and it fits black women better than being called a Cougar. C’est La Vie on that one…..

Look out for Part 2 of Aint Nobody Like Miki Howard! I got lots more to talk about, we aint done yet!!

Aint Nobody Like Miki Howard Part 1. Ive been up and Ive been down....Ive had my feet swept off the ground BYSOMEBODYWHOJUSTPICKEDMEUPANDTHREWMEAWAAAAAAAYYY!!!! Ms. Alicia Michelle Howard a.k.a Billie (not to be confused with Billie Jean...), a Chicago legend that has given us numerous tracks and moments over her long lasting career.