#[WC: 646]

[rosenclaws]

logan helps you study <3

a/n: full disclosure I'm ovulating and I legitimately can't focus on anything because I keep thinking of Logan and I have a midterm tmr so this is born so I can finally fucking focus. I can't stop looking at pictures of Hugh it is actually driving me insane

wc: 646

warnings: SMUT, MINORS DNI, fem!reader, cockwarming, bent over a table, teasing logan, breast groping/nipple play, reader wears a skirt.

"Lo..." You shift uncomfortably on his lap.

Sweat forming on your brow as your hand shakes. You regret ever asking him for help studying. Though now that you think of it, you never asked for his help.

Logan found you at the dining room table. Eyes straining from looking at your laptop for the last 4 hours of your life. Books open, post its everywhere. You were ready to pull your fucking hair out. What kind of boyfriend would he be if he doesn't try and help his smart girl.

His idea of helping?

Having you sit on his fat cock while you study. Promising you the ride of your life when you're done going through the study guide. He got you to stand up, smacking your ass as you did and sat in your chair.

Unbuckling his jeans with a loud clank and pulled down his pants and boxers in one go. He spread his legs and pat his lap, winking as he stroked his cock. He leaned forward and stuffed his face in your cunt making you gasp.

Your hands gripped the table tightly as pulled your underwear harshly. Watching as your ass shook right in his face. The fabric of your panties rubbing against your clit roughly as he pulled and pulled until it snapped. You mark that as another pair of underwear Logan has ruined. He tosses the scraps somewhere in the room and grabs your hips to place you on his lap.

He smacked your thighs and smiled as he told you to open up. Notching his cock at your pussy and helping you take all of him until he's all the way inside.

This was so not fair.

"Yeah pretty girl?" Logan plays with the hem of your skirt, a smirk on his face as he feels you move on his lap.

"Don't know how much this is helping..." You mumble. He moves his hips and you bite your lip to suppress a moan.

"I don't know, seems to be working from here." He grins as he thrusts his hips upwards.

The tip of his cock burying itself deep inside of you. You let out a squeak as his hairy thighs rub against your ass. The grip on your pen gets tighter as you resist the urge to throw your books off the table and beg Logan to fuck you right here.

"Just a few more questions right?" He slips his hands under your shirt. Fingers trailing up and up until he's cupping your bra. Slowly pulling it down until your boobs pop out.

"Finish them and I'll give you everything you want baby." He purrs as his thumbs flick over your nipples.

It's the most tortuous 10 minutes of your life. Writing answers to questions you can't remember. Logan's cock is pulsing inside of you. His hands are meticulously tugging and playing with your nipples. Squeezing your tits in his rough, calloused hands. He's whispering dirty thoughts in your ear, no longer attempting to help you study. Instead growing impatient as you clench around his cock.

Finally you finish the last sentence. Slamming your computer closed and shoving all your books off the table. Logan stands up, shoving you until you're bending over the table. Cock still deep inside of you as he leans over and pins your body to the table with his super human strength.

Logan growls as he sets a harsh but slow pace. Dragging his cock along your tight walls, groaning when they don't seem to want him to leave.

"Pussy wants to keep me deep inside huh?" He chuckles darkly as he slams his hips into you.

"Hope you studied good baby," He buries his face in your neck. Inhaling your scent as he rubs his nose along your neck.

"Because tonight the only thing you're gonna remember is how to scream my name."

[berryyuni]

jake as your boyfriend headcanons

pairing - bf!jake x gn!reader genre - est. relationship, fluff wc - 646 warnings - skinship, pet names, mention of jealousy, kissing

౨ৎ reblogs and feedback are greatly appreciated !! <3 ✧˖° ... (library)

⊹ ࣪ ˖ jungwon | heeseung | jay | jake | sunghoon | sunoo | ni-ki

jake always carries a picture of you in his wallet. he likes the idea of being able to bring you everywhere he goes. it works to his benefit if he's away on tour. whenever he's buying something, the first thing he'll see is your face. a smile grows on his face every time which earns him a stare from the cashier.

jake's locksceen is a picture of either you or the two of you. if he's lucky enough - meaning that if you let him, he'll have a matching lockscreen with you. just to show off that fact that he's taken, he'll purposely turn on his phone just for it to display his lockscreen.

speaking of photos, jake has so so many pictures of you. candid, silly, cute, you name it. he'll most likely have them. he also keeps an album dedicated to you and only you. yeah, he's down bad.

he's very big on having matching jewelry with you specifically rings and bracelets. it makes him feel giddy inside.

he LOVES to spoil you. as much as you tell him to not, he WILL insist so there's really no point in arguing. he's always thinking about you so of course he'll buy you things when he's in another area.

if he's feeling extra romantic, he will by you prada and tiffany & co products (buddy has to stay loyal to his brands)

jake is absolutely head over heels in love with you. you're his pride and joy. his everything and it shows.

he knows every single thing about you and he low-key flexes that to everyone he talks to

adding to that, he mentions you very often and will gush over you.

jake sends you good morning and good night messages. if he forgets, he'll feel so bad about it and you always reassure him that it's okay.

he makes you a playlist of the songs that remind him of your relationship.

jake gets so giggly around you. something about you brings out the inner school boy in him. AND he gets super smiley and giggly whenever you kiss. he's in love.

he's your golden retriever (and babygirl).

jake will stare at you every chance he gets. he could actually stare at you all day if given the chance. because of this, he is able to notice even the slightest change in your appearance.

jake HAS to touch you at least once a day. he's very attached to you. your space = his space.

jake's low-key a jealous man. he doesn't like it when other people show any sign of romantic interest in you. because what do you mean you want my partner? but at the same time he loves it when you get the attention you deserve. he will show you off but remind everyone that you're his.

of course he has nicknames for you. very heavy "my love", "baby", and "princess". and he will get butthurt if you refer to him as his actual name. you have nicknames for a reason so call him by it :)

jake is a big cuddler. he loves having you in his arms and he loves being the little spoon from time to time.

he's a sucker for neck kisses although he is quite ticklish. he also loves to give you neck kisses.

with jake being absolutely whipped for you. your mood heavily influences his mood. when you smile he smiles, when you laugh he laughs, when you're sad he's sad.

princess treatment all the way. his job is to make you happy so he will do anything and literally anything to achieve that.

jake is your designated hype boy. no explanation needed.

jake never raises his voice at you. he's always speaking to you in a soft tone. he's a whole different person when he's with you honestly.

jake dates to marry so a proposal will be coming eventually.

©berryyuni 2024. all work is written by me. do not copy, translate or repost

[loomiseater]

Good Boy

warnings: smut ofc!, non gf ethan, sub ethan, pervy ethan, mommy kink, fem!reader, and oral m!receiving.

Criticism is appreciated! I would love to know how I can improve on my writing.

A/N: honestly surprised how fast I wrote this! I love writing pervy/sub Ethan because it fits him so well <3 !

Ethan Landry x fem!reader

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Written: December 1st, 2024

Published: December 1st, 2024

Summary: All Ethan wants do is cum with your panties.

wc: 646

If there was one thing about Ethan, he loved your panties. Especially the pink lacey ones. Sometimes he waits until after you use them and put them in your dirty laundry just to sniff them. He liked the smell of you, and the smell of your pussy.

You got in the shower right when Ethan just walked into your shared apartment. He had a stressful day in Econ, so he needed someone to relax. “Hey, babe!” He shouted to announce that he’s home. “I stopped and got some food on the way home today! There’s Sonic on the table!” You shouted back.

But Ethan wasn’t hungry..for food at least. He was hungry for you, for the taste of that sweet little pussy. While you were in the shower, he walked into y’alls shared bedroom and saw his favorite pair of panties in your dirty clothes basket. It was like his prayers were answered.

He peeked into the crack of the bathroom door to make sure you were still in the shower. When the coast was clear, he quickly snatched the panties and kicked of his shoes along with pulling his pants down. He laid on the bed started to sniff the panties.

The smell made his cock hard. He lowered his hand took himself out his boxers and started stroking himself slowly. Your panties had a little wet spot on it and thats where he started to lick it. He got off to the fact that these panties touched your pretty little pussy.

Whines started flying out his mouth as started to lick the panties while stroking his cock. He had pre cum leaking out his mushroom tip, and those pathetic whines getting even louder. Ethan didn’t care if you could hear them- he wanted you to hear them. He wanted you to hear what your pretty little pussy did to him.

He took the panties from his mouth and started rubbing them against his cock. “Oh fuck!” He moaned. The pleasure was increasing, your scent did something to him. He craved your scent, your juices, your taste.

The water to the shower cut off, signaling that you were getting out. You heard his whines and moans when you were in the shower and now you can hear them even better. Truth is, you knew Ethan jerked off to your panties, and you liked it. The fact that your panties could turn him on and make him cum.

You stepped out the shower, grabbing your towel from the hook and wrapping yourself in it. You opened your bathroom door and saw the sight of Ethan on your shared bed, whining pathetically with your panties.

He saw you and thats when he sped up his pace. He was stroking himself, desperate to cum. “Make me cum, mommy.” He whined as you walked over to him, letting the towel fall to the soft carpet floor. Your body was still wet, boobs covered in droplets of water, along with your pussy.

You straddle his legs and began jerking him off slowly. “Look at you, so desperate to cum that you use my panties.” You seductively say. “Yes-please!” He choked out. You smile at his desperateness, it’s so cute.

Before he could react, you put his whole dick in your mouth, deep throating him like it was nothing. And thats when he lost it. The warmness and wetness of your mouth made him cum on the spot. His hot white liquid coating the walls of your throat.

You took him out of your mouth, not swallowing his cum but instead letting the cum fall out of your mouth and own his dick.

“You like that?” The words fell out of your mouth smooth and softly as he quickly nodded his head.

With a kiss to his toned abs, he let his head fall back into the soft pillows.

“Good boy.”

[lichenes]

Hii! Can I please request a Charles Rowland x fem/afab! Reader (and if you don't write fem, then gn!) With an established relationship, maybe some fluffy (and/or spicy) moments between the two?

Thanks very much and don't forget to hydrate!

Hi lovely! Of course :D I’ve been planning on writing something for Charles for a long time so I’m glad you requested it <3

CW: suggestive stuff at the end, kissin, fluff!!

wc: 646

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You mesmerised him.

Your life was pretty uneventful before your death. “Love?” And after? You met him. Charles was the definition of a love sick puppy when you were around him. “Oi?” Crystal would always say that he seemed to glow when you were in the room and his posture was a lot more confident when next to you. 

“Yes?” You answered him suddenly being pulled out of deep thought. “Whacha soooo focused on that you can’t answer your boyfriend?” You looked at him with whimsy behind your irises. “Just thinking ‘bout you, handsome.” You winked at him playfully. 

He smiled at your corniness and gave you a bear hug, his backpack falling off his shoulder. Charles pecked your cheek and stated his true intentions. “I’m going to visit Thomas with Edwin and Crystal, will you be joining us, lovely?” You pretended to give it a thought for a minute and then said yes earning an excited clap from him and a surprise kiss. You were a bit startled and he revelled in it, smiling into the kiss.

You were the youngest ghost (having died in the 2010’s) of the Dead Boy Detectives, Edwin refused to change the name of the group though and you were content with just that. You joined it because Edwin saw you as useful and Charles was just utterly bewitched by you. He confessed to you one day when Edwin pretended to feel poorly and let you two go on an adventure by yourselves. 

“Charles, what are you doing?” You said overlooking the view sported by the cliff you were both standing over. He hesitated for a moment. “Something… something really brave.” That was when he first kissed you. It was a long and passionate kiss making you both breathless. When he pulled away he looked at you, searching for any sign of discomfort and was met with another kiss far more hungry and primal than before. When you two disconnected he smiled wider than ever. “Oh that’s brills…”

From then on your afterlife was much more tranquil than you could have ever imagined. Your days were spent solving mysteries and revelling in the surges of dopamine you felt whenever Charles was around you. 

He’s very touchy-feely with you, always holding your hand or having his arm around your shoulders. Whenever some ghost would bother you he wouldn’t be far to help you get out of the situation. As the brawns of the group he would tear the ghost a new one if they ever got too close for your comfort. 

He doesn’t show jealousy often, he doesn’t have to be jealous, you love him and only him after all, he tells himself. “Sweetcheeks?” He says pondering the stupidity of what he’s about to ask. “What’s up?” You look up from your book smiling at him, your eyes filled with joy. “Actually… it was nothing…” He said, satisfied with the albeit short conversation. Charles giggled and blew you a kiss which you theatrically caught and put your hand to your heart. 

“Hey, Edwin and the gang are out, d’you wanna…” Said Charles leaning against the doorframe of the room you were sitting in. He looked you up and down and met your eyes. You walked up to him which made him crane his neck downwards. You put your hands around his neck and got close to his face. “Hmm… I’m not sure…” His eyes became half lidded as your hand made its way into his hair and tugged lightly. A small groan escaped his lips. And just when you were about to meet your lips-

“I don’t feel like it!” You said and walked back to your previous sitting spot, clearly teasing him. He strutted up to you, taking his jacket off and crouched down next to you. “Pretty please?” You chuckled, your ruse foiled. “Okaaaay, if you ask so nicely.”

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[ryleektv]

Lorenzo Berkshire Headcannons

Part 2

Warnings: suggestive content (i think?? i don't remember), language, diving deep into toxic Lorenzo, not proof read

again, don't come after me if you don't agree

WC: 646

• quidditch keeper. practices a pretty normal amount unless he makes some stupid mistake during a game, then you best believe his ass is out there forcing theo to help him practice for the next 3 days

• definitely plays football (soccer 😔✊) and is actually good at it

• thinks he is the shit. this dudes ego is dangerously inflated and someone desperately needs to tell him no, reject him, lead him on, literally anything to humble him because he truly thinks he can just play God

• however i solely believe someone will at some point manage to somehow break his heart and that all will come absolutely crashing down

• ofc that'll only last about 0.02 seconds and then he'll be in his rebound kick and worse than ever but at least there was a small sliver of time when he realized that he is not in fact the shit and he's actually just a hot wannabe frat boy that got semi lucky in life

• also somehow really good with kids?? and obviously that's really attractive but how is he good with kids?? why does it make sense?? 

• gives off the kinda vibe of finding him holding some random baby at a family reunion (fuck knows not his family 😬) and having no clue who's it is but lowkey enjoying the baby snuggles (as he should) 

• will not admit to enjoying the baby snuggles.

• if he wasn't attractive, your mother would hate him, but he also has a major flirt personality and knows damn well he's gorgeous therefore is great at faking the niceties for parents so your mama won't bat an eye at the total asshole aura

• 50/50 chance your dad hates his guts and sees right through him (if you have no dad though you're just shit out of luck in terms of getting actually good relationship guidance because there's no way he's not making a "i didn't know you had a sister" comment.)

• Knee Socks is actually him???

• would own a blue lacoste?? would be attracted to the knee socks?? yes

• i feel like he would suffer from major summer depression. being away from school distractions, away from school in general, away from his friends, stuck in a gloomy ass manor, constantly surrounded by reminders of his shit parents. bud is not doing well

• more than likely has issues with attachment too (huge contrast to the commitment issues). does not do well being away from his close friends but would rather cut off his dick than admit it

• cannot be alone. lonely is no go. he is a people person, he doesn't have to like you to need some company and use you for it 

• this does in fact feed into his whole womanizer persona 

• off of the sad bit, he is a real genuine sweetheart to Narcissa and Narcissa only. 

• cissy may not always be the best parental figure, however compared to his other options it's like comparing shit to candy. candy is a million times better even if its not always good therefore he definitely emotionally attached himself to her

• yelled at her once and had a mental breakdown

• maybe if you're dating him and you're lucky, she might talk a little sense into him and make him just a smidge less of an asshole

• speaking of, buddy has flings and situationships. dates for a few weeks at most every once in a while but it's mostly that ridiculous unofficial dating situationship that makes you want to bash your head in 

• it gets talked about a lot too, specifically around the girls because they all think they're smart enough to be with him without getting caught up in his messy self

• king of manipulation and surprisingly doesn't realize it half the time. he knows he's outstandingly good at manipulating everyone he just doesnt always notice when he's doing so 

• overall just a toxic babe

[i-literally-cant-with-this]

A/N ::: Literally, I'm not gonna tell you what I was doing when I though of this 🫣. But uh, my god, dude. Stick a fork in me cuz I'm super, super done.

C/W ::: Just like, gross lovey dovey shit. Fingering, teasing, um, I don't even think this has language. So yeah. If you hate romantic stuff, mushy stuff, this is not for you.

WC ::: 646

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Kafka laid down to your right, next to you on your bed. He thinks it's a lot like you: Warm, soft, and he never wants to leave.

And for the last 45 minutes, he's been kissing your neck so slowly and gently that you feel like you're either going to cum from the tension that has been racking your body or crawl out of your skin.

His right hand has been drawing tiny circles on your belly. His thumb rubs the parts of you that you wished he'd never notice. Never pay attention to.

Still kissing you, he slips his hand just below the elastic on your probably too-casual-for-the-occasion panties. He just looks down at you, locking eyes, and smiles that loving smile that he gives you when he knows something you're not quite privy to.

Your brows furrow, hips jutting upward as a nearly inaudible whine slips from your throat.

But his superhuman hearing caught that and the way your heartbeat increased dramatically as he sought out your wetness. His fingers danced further down with every intention of filling you. But at the last second, he withdrew his destination.

He put his middle finger into your mouth and tipped his chin up at you, silently reminding you that you know exactly what to do right now.

You obliged and let it slip passed your lips, sucking him in. You swirled your tongue around him, tasting yourself. Eyes rolling uncontrollably at how utterly sexy this man is right now and always.

Kafka had a way of making you feel like you were the only thing he needed in this world. The way his eyes dilated as you sucked on him made you feel like the only thing in his world his sights were set on.

His voice was barely a whisper as he asked, "Is this what you want? Is this what you need?"

He knew the answer already, but he loved hearing you say it. You wanted him. You needed him. You were his. He was yours. And right now, all you could focus on was him making you cum with his fingers, his mouth, his dick, or any combination thereof.

And so, he put his middle finger back in your mouth and took his index finger back down to your pussy. He spread your wetness over your clit. Your breath hitching in your throat as you felt his touch getting heavier.

He pressed down on it with a gentle but firm touch, and you melted into his embrace. The feeling of his hands on your body and his breath on your neck made you feel like you were floating.

Your orgasm was coming on quick. You couldn't help but wrap your arms around him and grip onto him like he was the only thing keeping you tethered to the earth.

With every kiss and stroke, he carried you closer to the edge. Your hips bucked as you felt the pressure building even more inside of you.

Your moans grew louder and louder until finally, you couldn't hold back any longer. You came, cursing any deities that were within range of hearing you. And, finally, a sigh. You were left feeling like your body was going to explode from the sheer pleasure of it all.

Kafka held you through it all, his fingers never leaving your clit, until you'd completely released every ounce of energy he'd made your body stockpile.

He held you close and kissed your forehead gently. "You're so … I love you so much."

You knew he meant it. You knew he loved you more than anything else in this world. You just wished you knew why. Why did he choose you? How did you end up with someone who was so perfect for you?

As he lay next to you, Kafka gently nibbled your earlobe and whispered, "I'm never letting go."

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[darlingsaybonvoyage]

Star 1117 (Kim Seungmin x Reader)

(In which Reader finds out a secret Seungmin had been hiding)

Content Warnings : Non-Idol!AU, GN!Reader, Felix is a bad friend (I promise to write him in the fluffiest fic ever next!), misunderstandings, hurt/comfort, happy ending

(Heavily inspired by Star 1117, if you couldn't tell already, but these songs also fit the vibe! I cried a little writing this. I was gonna wait to post, but I'm a bit excited. It's my longest one-shot yet, so I hope you enjoy!)

(also a part in screenshot 10 says Monday, I meant to put Wednesday :'] aaaaaAAAAH-)

(also also don't focus too much on timestamps, the only ones that matter are the lock screen timestamps!)

SS: 16

WC: 646

Seungmin couldn’t help but be constantly checking for your location since he left. He wasn’t sure if you remembered you could see his, and he forgot to let you know that he had been on his way as he had done what he could to get on the earliest flight available, but he let you know he was close once he realized he hadn’t told you his change of plans.

Now he waited at the seats by where he boarded off the plane, checking your location, and feeling his heart sink as midnight neared, but your location still said you were at your apartment. Maybe you had grown angry that he didn’t let you know earlier. You were angry that he didn’t communicate with you, and you were finally fed up. He hadn’t meant to not tell you, things had just been so chaotic that he honestly forgot. Though, it seemed like this mistake was gonna be the straw on the camel’s back. You weren’t moving from your location, and you weren’t answering your phone. Tears sprung to his eyes as he saw that the clock now read 23:59. He’d begun to lose hope that you’d show up. Resigned, he put his phone away and stood from his seat, ready to go outside to look for a taxi when he heard your voice call for him, and he thought he was going insane. He paused for a moment, when he heard you again, clear as day.

“SEUNGMIN!”

His head whipped in your direction, eyes widening as he saw you through the crowd. You, who suffered crippling social anxiety, doing your best to run through everyone to get to him. He started running to you without realizing it, calling out your name. It seemed as if people realized what was happening, and they started making space. Neither of you stopped until you crashed into each other’s embraces, arms wrapped around one another in the middle of the airport. No one said anything as you two breathed heavily. You were the first to pull back to get a good look at him. You saw the tears. The way his eyes held so many emotions, but love seemed to shine through the strongest. 

“You idiot.” You croaked, your own voice hoarse after having cried the closer you got. “Why did you wait to tell me you were almost here?” Seungmin let out a wet chuckle, wiping at his face. “I genuinely forgot. I haven’t slept in days.” He admitted. You could tell he was being honest, the bags under his eyes being a dead giveaway. You placed your hands over his cheeks and wiped at his falling tears. “I think I made it just in time.” You said as the crowd surrounding you began to countdown from ten, and Seungmin let out a sigh of relief. “I’m glad.” He leaned in close to your face, lips hovering just above your own. 

“I promise to be the best version of myself from now on. I almost lost you, and I won’t let that happen again.” He whispered, his breath warming your skin.

“I promise to never let you go again. Not now, not ever.” You whispered back ever so softly as the countdown neared to midnight.

“Three!”

“Two!”

Your lips locked in a kiss that was full of longing, and was equally tender and passionate.

“One!”

Happy shouts and cries welcoming the new year surrounded you both as you simply shared a kiss, one full of promises to be better. To be kind to each other. To love each other as long as time allows it.

You both pulled away from the kiss, now admiring each other in the middle of the happy chaos surrounding the two of you. You couldn’t have asked for a better way to start the new year.

Nothing would keep you apart ever again.

(If you've read this far, thank you for reading. I hope you have a wonderful 2025. Let's make this year the best one yet!)

[parkersgarage]

conditions

a/n: title boring, ending para could be better sorry 😭

hong woojin x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned) 646 wc

warnings; fwb implied, hurt/comfort, one-sided love. not proofread

The ache in your heart grows when you see Woojin walking down the opposite side of the street, chest burning at the sound of his laugh when the person beside him makes a joke.

He used to laugh with you like that.

A dull feeling clouds your head when you remember what your time with him was like, how you felt, what you felt, how it ended.

You weren’t supposed to fall in love with him. Those were your conditions. All you were to him was the friend he’d run to when he needed to relieve himself of any stress and pent-up emotions.

The blanket hangs lazily on your body, shielding you from the cold of your room. Woojin insisted on having the air conditioning on, even in the dead of winter. “It’s late. Leave in the morning.” You’d told him, hoping your worry would disguise your want.

“I can’t.” He says, not looking back at you as he tugs his clothes on. “I have a match tomorrow.”

You knew that was true, but your heart longed for Woojin beside you as you slept. Even if he didn’t feel the same, just having him there would suffice.

“Woojin, I think you should find someone else.” At the quick change of topic, his head whips to you, hand reaching for yours immediately. “I don’t think it’s good for me.”

His eyes trail over every inch of your face, fear riddled in his eyes and confusion painted on his face. “Why?”

You look down at his hand, slowly slipping out of his grip, heart breaking when he didn’t try to fight it. “I broke our condition.” Tears well in your eyes when he retracts his hand slowly, laughing bitterly when he rubs your knee instead. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be.” He assures, lowering his head to look at you, tutting when you dodge his eyes. “I’m sorry if I ever gave you false hope.”

You shake your head, “I knew it wasn’t possible.”

He doesn’t say anything for a moment, but you can’t bother to find out why. “We’ll still be friends, yeah? You’re important to me, and I don’t want to lose you forever.” You nod, looking at him briefly before letting your eyes fall to your hands. “Don’t be a stranger. I know where you live.”

A small laugh comes out of you, and despite the obvious force of it, Woojin smiles. “Good luck at your match.” He kisses your cheek, lips lingering as he watches your eyes close.

His heart stings. He wished he could feel the same. He loved being with you, just– not in the same way. A part of him wanted to lie to you, but he knew in the end, if you found out, the deceit would hurt you more than this moment.

And when Woojin meets your eyes from across the street, his heart warms when he realizes it’s his sweater you're wearing. His hand lifts, waving to you from his spot as his friend heads inside the restaurant behind them.

“Let’s go out sometime!” He shouts from across the street, smiling when your eyes widen. “If you’re still single!”

His words sink into your heart with hope following behind, chest aching when he beams. “Call me when you get the chance!” He shouts, looking back when you stare at him.

His words were genuine. You know he would never lie to you without reason, and you couldn’t see why he would need to in this case. “Okay!”

Woojin grinned, nodding his head as he waved. He didn’t move from his spot, not until you’d finally crossed the street and disappeared from his line of sight. There’s hope in his heart that you two would work out. That you’d fall in love and spend every day together. He could only hope that no matter what happened, you’d be there with him.

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Samtember 2023 Week 1 (and Two Days) Fills:

Here are the fills for the first week and two days of our Samtember 2023 event! Enjoy all these wonderful pieces!

BuckyQuest Moodboard by @thatmexisaurusrex | Moodboard | Pairing: SamBucky | Slow Burn, Free Space, Inspired by Bucky Quest |

Kissing Sam Wilson #1 - A Normal Crush (Samtember 2023) by @ironstrangle | Pairing: Samquin | Rated: N/A | WC: 650 words | Crush, Free Space, Getting Together |

First Flight by @thatmexisaurusrex | Gen Fic | Rated: G | WC: 646 words | Family Feels, Gideon POV, First Flight |

Untitled by @funsized-loser | Pairing: SamRiley | Rated: N/A | WC: 556 words | First Flight, Close Call, And Nothing Ever Happens Again 🙃 |

Kissing Sam Wilson #2 - First Flight by @ironstrangle | Pairing: SamRiley | Rated: N/A | WC: 500 words | First Flight, Established Relationship, Kissing |

Kissing Sam Wilson #4 - Kissing Uncles by @ironstrangle | Pairing: SamBucky | Rated: N/A | WC: 526 words | Uncle Sam, Fluff, Kissing |

A Dead Tree Casts a Shadow by @abarbaricyalp | Pairing: SamRiley | Rated: G | WC: 2K words | Death, Grief, Title from the Laura Gilpin Poem “Life After Death” |

Sarah, pls! by @sygoflyy | Gen Fic | Rated: G | WC: 500 words | Siblings, Family Feels, The Boy Loves to Fly |

Kissing Sam Wilson #5 - Facing Fears by @ironstrangle | Pairing: Samquin | Rated: N/A | WC: 590 words | Fishing, Established Relationship, Kissing |

rem·i·nisce by @sygoflyy | Pairing: SamBucky | Rated: G | WC: 509 words | Fishing, Domestic Fluff, Trying to Sleep When A Super Soldier is Sleeping on You |

Kissing Sam Wilson #6 - Disney by @ironstrangle | Pairing: Samquin | Rated N/A | WC: 500 words | Vacation, Disneyworld, Kissing |

Samtember Day 02: First Flight | Riley by @sammy-souffle | Pairing: SamRiley | Rated: G | WC: 727 words | Funeral, Ghost, Established Relationship |

Untitled by @abarbaricyalp | Pairing: SamBucky | Rated: M-ish | WC: 770 words | Memories, Established Relationship, Thinking of Previous Violence and Injury |

Samtember Day 03: Delacroix | Louisiana by @sammy-souffle | Pairing: SamBucky | Rated: G | WC: 422 words | Louisiana, Bar, Fluff |

Samtember Day 8: Figaro by @katatonicimpression | Art | Figaro, Cute, Based on Comic Panels |

Samtember Day 04: Siblings | Uncle Sam by @sammy-souffle | Gen Fic | Rated: G | WC: 586 words | Family Feels, Pre-CATWS, Past-SamRiley |

Samtember Day 05: Fishing | Camping by @sammy-souffle | Pairing: SamSteve | Rated: G | WC: 818 words | Camping, Kid Fic, Established Relationship |

Kissing Sam Wilson #9 - King of Mardi Gras by @ironstrangle | Pairing: Samquin | Rated: N/A | WC: 500 words | Established Relationship, Mardi Gras, Kissing |

Samtember Day 06: Day Off by @sammy-souffle | Pairing: SamBucky | Rated: G | WC: 272 | Day Off, Established Relationship, Cuddling |

Samtember Day 07: Memories | The Future by @sammy-souffle | Moodboard | Pairing: SamSteve | Established Relationship, Amnesia, Kid Fic |

Untitled by @funsized-loser | Pairing: SamBucky | Rated: N/A | WC: 522 words | Cap Quartet 2.0, Mission Fic, Just Vibes |

We're so excited about what you all will make this week and remember that we have an AO3 collection for Samtember 2023 that you can find here.

[thatmexisaurusrex]

First Flight

First Flight

| Gen Fic/Family Fic | Rated: G | WC: 646 | Family Feels, Gideon POV, First Flight |

Summary: Gideon lets his little brother climb a tree. He doesn't expect his brother to jump out of the tree too.

The tree was a Flowering Dogwood.

Gideon knew this because his siblings had asked him last week after church while waiting for their parents to finish their goodbyes to friends and the gossiping old ladies. Gideon had winked and said it was a secret, but then spent the rest of the week investigating what kind of tree this particular one was.

Pale-green, almost white from a distance, four-petaled flowers with green clusters in the middle. Finally toothed leaves which change color in the fall weather. Deeply grooved, reddish-brown bark.

It was a Flowering Dogwood.

At least.

That was what Ms. Stacy of the Youth Group said when Gideon broke down and asked her.

But nonetheless, Gideon's siblings gazed upon him in awe as he told them about this secret tree a week later.

"I'm going to climb the secret tree," whispered Sam as he turned his eyes back to the now orange-red leaved Flowering Dogwood.

Sam had gotten into the habit of climbing things. Not that Gideon completely kept track of the different phases his younger siblings went through, but this phase had stood out in particular for how long it had gone on.

Sam would climb the stairs on the wrong side of the railing, only to be thwarted by one of their parents a few feet up. They would now find Sam on the top of a bookshelf, sprawled out like a cat with the latest comic whenever they went to the library. Apparently, Sam started to sit on top of his desk at school during lessons too.

Gideon probably should tell Sam to stop. But he saw Sarah excitedly nodding in agreement and Gideon really couldn't say no to his little brother.

"Go for it," said Gideon as he watched Sam run over to the tree without his permission.

Sam climbed much more proficiently than Gideon ever could up the sixteen-foot tree, skittering almost halfway up before taking a break.

Sarah, for her part, seemed in awe of what Sam had just done. She gazed, agape at Sam six feet off the ground before she blurted, "You're so good at that!"

"Do you want to be a rock climber or something?" asked Gideon, wondering if he should see if there's a gym nearby for Sam.

"No," said Sam, and in a horrifying twist, turned to face outward to his siblings, "I want to be a bird!"

Gideon wasn't sure what he expected a six-year-old boy to say. And while Gideon sprinted over to try to catch Sam, or possibly just buffer the kid's fall, he couldn't help but notice how happy Sam was in the air.

The look of pure joy on Sam's face as he soared.

And Sam had been happy before, but he never looked this happy. This was what all the climbing was about. And Gideon had just given Sam his first opportunity to actually jump.

Gideon felt a little less happy about the situation when all fifty pounds of Sam fell on top of him, toppling them both to the ground.

Though.

Gideon got over it quickly once Sam started laughing maniacally. A little boy filled with giggles and adrenaline.

"Again. I need to do that again," said the adrenaline junkie in the making before Gideon wrapped his arms around Sam and kept Sam in his clutches.

"Nope. Let's figure out a safer way for you to fly," said Gideon, wondering just how he was going to do that before settling on, "You can jump out of the tree again next week."

And yeah, there were people watching the three of them now. The old ladies were gossiping as they always did. Gideon could hear their parents walking over and asking what happened. But all Gideon could focus on was the look of joy Sam had as Sam gazed at that Flowering Dogwood, probably thinking about that first flight.

This is for @samsseptember's Samtember 2023 series for the prompt "First Flight". The dividers are from here.

[okaihauexpress]

all my gen (non-shippy) jet lag fics!

i have included fics where you can read it as platonic or shippy, or where a ship is a background detail. i'll make sure to highlight these in the list! i'll also highlight what season the fic is set in, any special relationships or aus, and if there's any triggers (though make sure you still check the tags for any fics you click on) i've also only included completed fics for ease

wishing we were more than friends teen & up | sam & brian | background brian/ben | set in s4 | wc 1,521

holding back the flood teen & up | sam & brian, sam & toby | sam & toby are siblings! | big fantasy au prequel | wc 5,626

at the edge of lament general | sam & toby | set in s5 | wc 1,536

hauraki detour general | sam & toby | set in s5 | wc 3,957

everything is fine (but i guess i'm not okay) teen & up | sam & ben | set in s5 | wc 4,246

she will be the warrior of the north and southern seas general | sam & toby | fantasy au one-shot | wc 2,626

another moment would've been too much general | sam & brian | wc 2,659

sing you lullabies teen & up | sam & toby | set in s5 | wc 2,461

at least we're not alone general | sam & adam | set in s3 | wc 2,690

bulletproof general | sam & adam & ben & toby | wc 1,021

all i want is to be loved teen & up | sam & toby, sam & brian, sam & joseph, sam & adam | sam & toby are siblings! | background ben/adam | soulmates au! | wc 6,060

i'll die from the emotions that i kept down for years general | adam & ben | trans male ben | set in s5 | wc 2,007

Корона твоя general | sam & adam & ben & toby | set in s5 | wc 1,828

i'm scared that i'm falling behind general | sam & toby | set in s5 | wc 1,778

with broken wings we learn to fly teen & up | ben & toby | fantasy au one-shot | wc 4,313

i see you for who you are general | sam & toby | asexual sam! | set in s5 | wc 2,026

siamo i soli svegli in tutto l'universo general | ben & adam | can be read as shippy | set in s4 | wc 1,422

i'm a volcano that is going to explode teen & up | ben & adam | set in s5 | wc 1,636

take a little sip of venom now mature | sam & brian | tw: suicide attempt, major character death | nuclear war au | wc 4,186

dreams i have ignored teen & up | sam & brian | set in s4 | wc 2,162

you told me the right thing (at the right time) general | sam & ben | trans male ben | set in s3 | wc 3,613

victory's your only payment general | sam & brian | big fantasy au prequel | wc 2,324

i can smell you like an animal mature | sam & ben | tw: major character death | vampire au | wc 4,245

diçka mrena frymen ma nal teen & up | sam & ben | wc 3,119

i asked for nobody's help teen & up | sam & ben | wc 2,611

promise me it's gonna be alright general | ben & adam | set in s2 | wc 1,390

abriguito pa tus pena' general | sam & ben | wc 1,144

life is just a game (and i'm playing for the win) teen & up | sam & ben, sam & brian | tw: major character injury | formula 1 au | wc 8,411

colder by the minute teen & up | sam & adam | set in s6 | wc 6,652

you're alive general | sam & adam, adam & toby | star wars au! | wc 1,811

evolutionary advantage general | sam & ben | can be read as shippy | wc 1,184

it's ghost time! general | sam & ben & adam | wc 951

some kind of fairy tale general | ben & toby | star wars au! | wc 1,701

take a sip from the devil's cup mature | ben-centric | tw: murder | wc 1,377

safe with me general | sam & toby | set during s5 | wc 1,350

somebody's watching me general | sam & brian | wc 675

s'mores & spooks general | sam & brian & ben & adam | wc 1,441

kiss it better teen & up | sam & ben & adam | wc 2,938

australian sensibilities general | ben & toby | set in s5 | wc 646

avuncular energy general | sam & scotty | wc 1,851

meow meow ceo general | sam & dave | werewolf au | wc 700

together, or not at all general | sam & ben | weeping angels exist | wc 1,292

too late general | sam & michelle | fantasy au one-shot | wc 1,212

voice cracks teen & up | sam & ben | trans male ben | set in s8 | wc 3,093

a safe pair of hands teen & up | sam & brian | wc 1,348

things that go bump in the night teen & up | adam & sam & ben & toby & michelle | sam & toby are siblings! | background ben/adam | wc 7,659

cursed general | toby-centric | wc 1,224

trick or treat! general | adam & sam & ben & toby | sam & toby are siblings! | wc 1,621

a taste of love general | ben-centric | wc 1,323

blinded by the cold general | sam & ben & adam | wc 2,630

say "don't go" general | sam & brian | wc 1,049

the next hot chocolate general | sam & ben & adam | wc 1,019

lightly salted french fry general | sam & michelle & ben & adam | wc 1,528

summits & surprises general | sam & brian | wc 1,304

mirrors teen & up | adam-centric | trans female adam! | wc 1,858

too much general | sam & toby | can also be read as sam/toby pre-relationship | autistic sam & toby | set in s5 | wc 3,411

[moraxussy]

Master list:3

Hello there! I decided to create a master list of my works (even though I barely have any) just to organize it if ever someone wants to read(?) them.

Bluelock

A Day With Choki🌵

synopsis: you take care of nagi's pet cactus named "choki" as he went on his blue lock journey. genre: fluff content warnings: a few curse words relationship: Nagi Seishiro x Reader wc: 436

Hoping

synopsis: after a few years of not seeing each other, a unexpected reunion resurfaced the feelings buried long ago only to once again fall apart. pairings: NAGI SEISHIRO X READER, NAGI SEISHIRO X MIKAGE REO genre: modern au, pining, unrequited love, angst/hurt no comfort (not really) wc: 730

Rest Up Well

sometimes your presence itself could be your biggest contribution to someone's life. pairings: Nagi Seishiro x Readergenre: fluffword count: 366

DC

You Can't Take One Without The Other

Pairings: Damian Al Ghul & Twin!Reader Content Warnings: mention of the word "abuse", nothing major, and not proof read Word Count: 646

[fmdjoohwanarchive]

— headcanon : public image.

a headcanon talking about hwan’s shift in public image from debut until now.

when joohwan was told he was going to be joining the origin competition show, he was a week short of turning sixteen, in international age, and had been a trainee for a little five months. his first reaction was to lash out and complain about it, since he was under the impression he’d eventually debut as a solo artist. once he accepted things would work out this way and that there wasn’t much he could, hwan was mostly just thinking that there was no way in hell he’d be in the losing team.

at the same time he was a nightmare towards the boys who were in the same team as him, since he was convinced none of them were applying themselves half as much as he was, hwan also knew it would be a good idea to get the public in his favor as the more fans he got, the more fans would be likely to vote for him. he took into consideration the fact that he was pretty young, still not having lost that baby fat, as fit as he was, as well as some comments online about how cute he was when he smiled, and played that up to his advantage.

it was surprisingly easy, at first, to act like a fake maknae. all it took was him making himself nicer and sweeter to the cameras, as well as acting like an overexcited puppy – things hwan didn’t care for but didn’t hate to the point of being unwilling to do. the production went as far as airing as many scenes of him crying as he got, to also add the idea of him being just a sensitive boy.

that image stuck. it was drastically different from origin’s debut concept, but hwan got praises for his versatility for that. during the first couple of years, and especially after he warmed up considerably to his members, he genuinely acted as that persona as a character he was playing, to the point where everybody around him was more than used to the shifts between who he was and who he pretended to be.

slowly, starting in 2016 and particularly in 2017, it became very difficult for hwan to keep that facade, even in front of cameras. origin’s growing success added a layer of stress he wasn’t expecting, and that meant that he was tired more often than not. it was also extra taxing to him, as there were expectations of how he was supposed to act that, whenever he slipped and they weren’t met, made the criticism stronger.

hwan chose to just talk less, to be less forcefully excited about things and let people presume – rightfully, in a way – that it was a consequence of the tiredness and the busy schedule. in late 2018, that lead to a conversation with the company, to a mutual agreement that with how old hwan had gotten it was not possible for him to keep up that image, especially when he really wasn’t the maknae.

knowing nothing gold star gave was out of the goodness of their heart, it wasn’t surprising to him a few months later when he was taken to a meeting to let him know he’d be debuting solo. it was a perfect opportunity for a image change, especially with the concept they wanted him to have. sunset was definitely not fit for a sweet image, after all, but it was more important for gold star to use both hwan’s vocals and his dance skills.

his image now is of someone who grew up and let go of a childish excitement and sweetness and turned more into a young man who’s respectable, polite and prefers to keep to the sidelines, allowing his members – especially the younger ones – have the spotlight. emphasis is being put on his artistry and his performance skills, particularly after want and with the coming of move, next month.

[rksoleil]

✧hometown

[ 𝕣𝕜𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕪 + 𝟛 𝕕𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕚𝕟𝕘 ]

If growing up with money has taught Soleil anything, it’s that right people are stingy about opening their wallets, right up until there’s an opportunity to do it under a spotlight where everyone can see just how generous they are. The amount of upper class fetes they’ve been dragged along to, forced into suits with their hair styled Just Right by a professional stylist hired by their mother, both in Seoul and abroad, has given them enough insight into the minds of people with money, and just how to get it out of them.

So when the student council of their university announces a competition of sorts to see which club can raise the most money for a local charity, they aren’t afraid to finally play the ‘I’m rich, you know?’ card.

(Thankfully, the rest of Z0NE and B4SE are right alongside them in the plan.)

The crew is an almost even mix of backgrounds, ranging from the highest echelons (the twins, more specifically, and Mystique, a politician’s daughter), all the way down to those who had experienced true poverty (and Dokkaebi only sometimes makes faces at the frivolity behind some of the expenditure he witnesses, far too used to his small-town rural life). It makes splitting jobs easy, with those with networks to grease up with a promise of positive image setting off to write emails and invitations and put a price on tickets.

Soleil excuses themself from that particular group, leaving Oberon to handle matters on their behalf, and instead teams up with the other members. There’s a stage to secure the use of, odd items to collect for an auction, tickets to design, a dance to choreograph, and a number of other logistical requirements.

It takes almost two months of planning.

(It had originally taken a month, but they had received a more positive response to their ‘pay what you what’ tickets than first expected, which required them to not only book a bigger venue for the performance and auction, but to organise more items to auction off for a second night of the show.)

The performance goes off without a hitch, and Oberon and Mystique hold the crowd captive with their MCing throughout the night, and Soleil finds their belief that most of B4SE should be models instead of street dancers reinforced with the way they dress up and walk the various auction items around the tables of guests (and there’s a brief moment where they don’t wonder if the amount of money goes so high on some items more specifically for the dancer showing them off).

The largest benefactor comes in the form of their own father, announcing that he personally will match the price of the highest bid in any of the auctions as his own ticket price, and Soleil is sure they’re about to break into tears on stage.

It takes them a week to remember this had all started as a way to win a competition at the university, but, by this point, they’re not interested in a competition.

Instead, they gather together in one of the studios on a late Saturday evening and run through all of their totals, and take votes on which charities the money should go to. Dokkaebi, Misfit and Kirin hold the heaviest sway, with their own personal experiences in being less fortunate than the rest and having had to reach out to charities themselves growing up.

Lillia makes the final decision with a suggestion (her first of the night after hiding quietly behind her bottle of beer).

“Give them a third each,” she murmurs, quiet and yet still able to cut through all of their voices. “Take it home. Give it directly back to the groups that helped you.”

No one challenges her.

(Dokkaebi hides his face and watery eyes, while Misfit and Kirin both sweep her up into a tight hug.)

[kwanisms]

[02:00], Vernon, requested by anon

╰┈➤ M2 “don’t act so innocent, i heard you”

summary: your roommate comes home early to find you fantasizing about him in your bedroom.

wc: 646

warnings: adult dialogue, smut, 18+ (minors dni), sexual content: slight voyeurism, vague about protection (it’s not mentioned either way), roommates to lovers *gasp* omg they were roommates

a/n: i felt like this worked really well for a roommate scenario so here you go, nonnie! I hope you like it! As always, this is a work of fiction and all characters are not reflective of their irl counterparts. for entertainment purposes only. line breaks made by me. I do not allow reposts or reposts of my works. All my works are © kwanisms

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All he’d planned to do when he came home from practice was grab something to eat and settle down on the sofa and play some video games. It was supposed to be a relaxing evening with no distractions.

So when he came home, shut the front door and dropped his keys on the kitchen counter, he was surprised by the sound of a whimper that resonated through the apartment.

‘Was that Y/N?’ He wondered, dropping his bag off his shoulder and letting it fall to the floor before the kitchen island.

He walked past the living room, following the hallway to the bedrooms.

Another whine sounded from your room and Vernon was suddenly worried that you might be hurt which is what pushed him to cross the distance to your door and push it open, taking note that the door was cracked in the first place.

When he peered in, he expected that maybe you were sitting or laying on the bed, nursing some sort of hurt ankle or wrist, maybe even tending to a cut or something.

What he wasn’t expecting was you, lying on your bed with your hands between your legs, head thrown back in pleasure. His face burned in embarrassment as he realized he was spying on you and he pulled back quickly, hoping to shut the door back to where you’d left it but he froze, hand on the doorknob when you spoke.

Well, it was more of a moan, but it was still his name.

‘Fuck,’ he thought. Had you caught him peeping? He’d have to beg for your forgiveness if that was the case. Plead that he didn’t mean to spy, he was just checking in on you.

He’d expected you to call out to him so when you didn’t but merely let out another moan as you played with yourself, he knew he hadn’t been caught,

But you certainly had.

It only took another moan of his name from your lips and Vernon was pushing open the door before he could stop himself.

“You know,” he said, crossing his arms over his chest with a smirk on his face.

You covered yourself quickly, stammering out an apology, muttering about how you thought he wasn’t going to be home so soon.

Vernon ignored your incoherent mumbles, instead crossed the distance from the door to your bed, moving to kneel on the foot of your bed.

You watched as he slowly approached you, hands settling on your knees.

His eyes never left yours as he calmly and slowly caressed the skin of your legs.

“May I?” He asked softly, waiting for you to give confirmation.

The moment you nodded, your eyes locked on him, there was no going back.

That was an hour ago.

You were now lying on your bed, chest pressed against the mattress and your hips up in the air as your roommate thrust into you from behind, his fingers digging into your skin.

You bit your lips, trying to hold back your moans as your body rocked with each movement of Vernon’s hips.

“Oh come on,” you heard him pant, slowing his thrusts to rolls, burying his cock deep inside you.

“I know you can be louder than that,” he groaned, a smirk on his lips.

“Vernon I—” you tried to explain but in all honesty, there was nothing to explain.

“Don’t act so innocent,” Vernon said, giving you a sharp thrust and making you yelp. “I heard you, Y/N.”

“Vernon—” your words were cut off by a low moan that sounded from the back of your throat as your roommate started to move faster, the sound of his skin hitting yours filling the room but overshadowed by the volume and pitch of your moans.

“That’s it,” he groaned, his hold on your hips tightening.

“Let the neighbors hear how good I fuck you.”

[nixytea]

dear bus noona | n.rk

pairing: non-idol! nishimura riki x noona! reader

genre: romance, fluff, letter, bus crush (i know cafe crush is kind of a genre but what about bus seatmates?)

inspired by: my bus rides lol

summary: in which ni-ki writes a letter to the noona who’s on his bus every day :)

wc: 646

warnings: older crush(?), mentions of crying, cat canvas bags, sad books (???i liked it so im not sure if it needs a warning)

dear bus noona:

the first time i met you, you stole took my seat. my favourite seat!!! the window seat. and because you were sleeping, your head blocked my view so i nearly missed my stop >:(( next time sit on the outside okay? but you looked kinda cute when you were asleep…

then i started seeing you on the same bus. every single day. IN THE SAME SEAT. i caught a glimpse of your id while you were putting away your bus pass. that’s how i know you’re a noona. clever, aren’t i? :> but anyway. at least you weren’t asleep the second time. you know noona, you should sleep more, instead of relying on the horrible-smelling coffee you carry around all the time. sometimes you stare at the trees passing by, and i guess it relaxes you because after 5 minutes on the bus you look less tense than when you first get on.

last week, you started carrying a really ugly canvas bag. noona, i love cats too but please stop carrying that bag around the poor kitten’s face is misshapen. the manufacturer of your bag doesn’t do cats justice. seriously, the cat face print looks more like a pig than a cat. return it if you bought it, unless you got it as a gift, which in that case please never bring that out in public again. it’s an eyesore.

the other day, you had a new keychain on your bag zipper, with cha eunwoo’s face on it. does noona find him handsome? are you really a cha eunwoo fangirl? i’m even more good-looking than him what’s your favourite kdrama then? i’ve watched a few of the really popular ones but i don’t really know what else to watch. can noona give me some suggestions? so long as they don’t have cha eunwoo in them.

noona, you looked so funny on the bus last wednesday, crying while reading that english book that i can’t remembering the name of. (was it swing sideways? i don’t know.) i’m sorry for laughing at you. but if i hadn’t laughed you wouldn’t have yelled at me for teasing you! so you should thank me for laughing, ok? don’t be mad at me…i just thought it was cute that you could be so worked up about books. even though i’m not close to noona, just watching you has already told me so much about what you’re like. our chat was really fun, and you’re really fun too.

ahhh, noona, sometimes you’re so cute when i see you. your fashion sense makes me wonder if i’m older or you are. you’re so weird, noona! you’re such an odd person, and i can’t help but want to be friends with you. so dear bus noona, talk to me more ok?

with love,

the kid on the bus who squished your crocheting project by accident ♡

riki sighed, head tilting backwards as he leaned back into his chair. the white light from his desk lamp illuminated his ghostly complexion, and he realised he’d been up far too late for a kid who still had school the next day. twirling his favourite pen absentmindedly, riki reread his letter one more time, before humming in satisfaction when he found no more areas to be corrected. in went the fancy parchment paper, and all that was left on riki’s desk was a lavender-scented manila envelope held in place by a piece of twine. (he’d borrowed konon’s perfume, and he’d make sure sola took that secret to the grave.)

unbeknownst to riki, there was a small smile gracing his lips as he went to bed that night. he needed the sleep, after all tomorrow was going to be a big day. with the flip of a switch, the room was plunged into darkness, but the tiny flame of hope in riki’s heart glowed brighter than anything.

a/n: so…here we are. i just think ni-ki’s adorable. i’m not even older than the beloved maknae so why am i writing about being his noona T-T but anyway! this is my first time writing fluff in a long while so im very rusty but it’s my soft hours so enjoy it while it lasts