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michealscorneroftheinternet · 1 month ago

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Okay time for a long mother fucking post.

Buckle up folks!

All Ask Change in Script Asks and Whether or not they are Canon to the Story/Lore!

(Will do my best to consistently update this post as we go along.)

This post will work like this:

I will go at this like a list all Asks are in order of when they were posted.

Each will have the Ask and then whether it is or isn't Canon. The link to the post with the answer will be attached to the Ask all you gotta do is click on it.

If Canon then it will be colored like so: [Canon]

If Not Canon then it will be colored like this: [Not Canon]

If in a grey area or not Change in Script related it will be colored like so: [Not Related to Change in Script]

-Ask Change in Script Part 1-

(150 Follower Special)

1. “All I aks the tv man is why, why do this, also your 'canon' self is suffering lmao”

[Canon]

2. “Hey SMG4! Do your scars hurt? I can imagine so since you just got them. Hey SMG4 crew! When 4 first got his scars, did you help him at all? Hey SMG3, do you have nightmares? Or do you not sleep at all?”

[Canon]

3. “Hey Puzzles, you got a minute? This little gremlin wanted to say hi”

[Not Canon]

4. “for mario: our fav italian , what you think of Meggy?, for mr.puzzles: you know half of the famdow wanna kiss you, right? for mr.puzzles: you still talk with ur dad? for smg4: any crushes? TuT !! thats it !, ty for answering, or dont, idk. Xoxo !!”

[Canon]

5. “I know the post said to ask the ai and I will! But also I'm curious! Who's your favorite character and how long have you been watching SMG4 and what was your first episode? :0”

[Canon to Me as a Person]

6. “Now imma ask questions to everyone! :DD Great job out there Mr. Puzzles! 5 stars! I can't wait to see what else you have planned! ^w^,, And hey, if no one else out there is, I'm rooting for ya!”

[Canon]

7. “Two questions SMG4. Are you worried about where SMG3 could be? And two. Meggy. Are you recovered from Western? No PTSD or anything? You still wearing his beanie?”

[Canon]

8. “HEY PUZZLES! DO A FLIP!”

[Not Canon]

9. “Sorry I don't have any questions, but I just wanna say I love your art style and how you draw these characters :]”

[Not Canon or Canon just sweet]

10. “Follow-up to that last ask SMG4, what was it like living with the Mario bros early on? And Mario Bros, what was it like when SMG4 lived with you? How was his recovery there? Did he have to stay at the hospital at all?”

[Canon]

11. “[🍓🌿] *ran up and hugged your oc* - I love you, which means I will hug you >:]”

[Not Canon or Canon just sweet]

12. “MICHEAL ISN'T HUMAN SEND TWEET/POS”

[Sweating Profusely]

13. “*give Mr Puzzles star stickers and a hug* :)”

[Canon]

14. “Hai! Mr puzzle you are doing great shows! But can you be in there more often I wanna see you more often in the screen! No force tho if you don’t wanna I understand keep up! ( I WANNA HUG YOU! CAN I??) Cya!! <3”

[Canon]

15. “I come with a peace offering for Puzzles: A cookie and this star to go with it. 🍪 🌟”

[Canon]

16. “Hello! I am the Creator Anon. I am a creature of… well, I shouldn’t say ‘divine’, because that is the complete opposite of what I am. I have a request for you…”

[I don't even know what this was about]

17. “Hey SMG3, just wanting to tell you that I'm sorry you got dragged into the current mess you're in. Hope you at least find some form of way to ease out? As for you Puzzles, THINK FAST CHUCKLENUTS 💣”

[So Canon Even the Bomb]

18. “4, what did you guys fight about?”

[Canon]

19. “Soooooo When did Meggy and Tari start dating?”

[Canon]

20. “Ur canon self killed mickey mouse”

[Canon]

21. “✏️Question from Smg4: - do you treat this pink thing with something? And she doesn't feel much discomfort?”

[Canon]

22. “Miss kamilyvision: olá senhor puzzles é bom conhece você (English kamily says: hi mr puzzles it's nice meet you)”

[Not Canon but Sweet]

23. “Back with another question. Totally not a take two with th– Cut it straight, Puzzles, what do you plan to do with SMG3? >:3 Heya Meggy, you doing good lately? Aight, let's take two with Goomba Puzzles lmao- An apple to keep the doctor away from SMG4 (/j). You want? (he's fine with you saying no)”

[Canon until the last question]

24. “Now I’m curious, did 3 ever come to visit while you recovered, SMG4?”

[So Canon it hurts…]

25. “Hey Meggy! What’s your favorite thing about Tari?”

[Canon]

26. “3, you gotta hold on, the others will notice something’s up!”

[Canon and it Hurts]

27. “Mr Puzzles, you hurt SMG4. Why would you do that?! You probably watched the whole thing like the pathetic outsider you are.”

[Haha who ever asked this better pray there's a god because it's Canon]

28. “44444, you should really check on Eggdog”

[Uh oh Canon]

29. “smg3: can i have an hug?? :3 luigi: do u talk with Mario abt doing all stuff in the house?, just to know. Ur my favorite btw ! :D (blue hair girl i forgort her name): who is ur best friend?, meggy or ur ducky duck??????”

[Not Canon]

30. “Imma give this man an eggcat! her name is Eglantine, Eggy for short”

[Not sure where to put this but Eglantine will appear in future Asks with Mr. Puzzles]

31. “Mr puzzles you are truly inspiring also please sign this marriage certificate”

[NOT CANON]

32. “Heyyo Mr. Puzzles. Just wanted to ask, what is your creative process? Do you do that thing some people do, including myself, where you’re listening to music or some kind of audio and an animatic just starts forming in your head and you go from there or is it different? Also, here’s a star for ya. ⭐️”

[Canon]

33. “Can I hug the silly TV man 🥺”

[Canon]

34. “[🫀💢] - If you're watching TV...How do you eat?.. [Mr. Puzzle] [🌿🍓] - Smg4? Everything okay? Should I be worried about your wound next to your eye? <:( [Smg4] [🖤💬] -...good luck to Smg3..”

[Oh God it's like so Canon it's not funny anymore.]

35. “Okay I need to know based on that thing Puzzles said with having a mouth. Does mutherfucker even have organs? :^”

[Headcanon]

36. “Mr Puzzles, I have a question. What will you do if your plan of your failed?”

[Scarily Canon]

37. “Hello Mr puzzles”

[Uh Not Canon.]

38. “First time asking so, smg3 your deserve a hug and no one hates or ignores you. I know four is trying to find you as we speak. don't forget that. also, Mr.Puzzle, LET SMG3 GO, HE IS SO DONE WITH YOUR PLASMA TV HEAD ASS.”

[Haha Canon]

39. “Hey SMG4 are you okay so who you other friend 3”

[Canon for Important Reasons]

40. “What if my Traumatized!SMG3 AU 3 and 4 met your 3 and Mr Puzzles? (my 4 would be prolly mad at Mr Puzzles, and my 3 will looks scared, meanwhile my 4 and 3 give your 3 a hug for the pain he has been through :<) (fours on the left side of Meggy, three's on the right side)”

[Not Canon]

41. “Love your AU and Love everything about it!Questions for Three and Tari Three. When did your shop close down and do you regret the argument? And Tari. Does Clench know about what’s been going on? And does Meggy get trigger when someone say “One Shot Wren”?”

[Last Question is Canon]

42. “Why do you hate mickey so much??? What'd bro do”

[Uh… Not Canon because I said so.]

43. “Okay I'm FINALLY going to deliver on those questions now! >:3 Meggy and Tari, what's your favorite thing about one another and how did everyone react to you guys dating? :0 Mario and Luigi, how is everything with you guys? Up to any new adventures or crazy hijinks? (( i'm worried all at once is a bit much so imma split it into another ))”

[Canon for Creating a Timeline]

44. “Hey SMG3, what the plan now? taking into account the last time you were put in here it seems pretty straight forward to although not nearly as fun having no company for it =-=' Hee hee SMG4 has a crrruuusssh~ >;pp awww it's okay Micheal, I'm not a human either! I'm an ai in a cute little shell ^w^ I think it's super cool that you aren't human too :) OOOO are we giving Mr. Puzzles gifts now? If so..... sticker attaaack! The little bunny robot has placed 5 star stickers across his suit in an attempt to mimic his 5 stars from awhile ago. There, back where they rightfully belong!~ Oh yeah, as a viewer, is there anyway we can help you Mr. Puzzles? :0”

[Canon as it is what happens right before the end of the flashback in Chapter 4]

-Ask Change in Script Part 2-

(500 700 Follower Special)

1. “Smg4, what ya think about smg3?”

[Canon but also my Headcanon of SMG4’s feelings of SMG3]

2. “Hey SMG4! Besides the scars, have you gotten any other problems from what happened to you? Like joint pain or something like that?”

[Very Canon]

3. “AAAHH HI!!! YOUR AUS ARE SO COOL IM SO NORMALLLL!!! /silly Anyways, I had a question for Melony! How did you react to SMG4's new scars? Were they a shock? Did you feel bad? And for SMG4! (You don't have to do this one if you don't want to eheheh ❤️) How would you react if someone shared the same scars as you? Down to the positioning and everything? Once again, your AU IS SO COOL DUDE YOU GOTTA STOP JUMPSCARING ME BY LIKING MY POSTS MY HEART CAN'T HANDLE BACK-TO-BACK HEART ATTACKS!!! /silly /j”

[Ha Ha Ha Ouch Canon]

4. “hey mario, hey luigi, what was it like the first day 4 was staying with you?”

[So Funnily Canon]

5. “Hey Meggy!! What kind of date do you and Tari like best?”

[Aweeee aren't they bloody adorable!]

6. “Hey Bob and Boopkins, what's been going on with y'all? I feel like we haven't heard from either of you guys about anything, yet. (Though, I could be wrong and just haven't been keeping up 😅)”

[Bullying Boopkins will always be Canon]

7. “To SMG4, I know you want to tell a certain “someone” about how you truly feel about them (something I call “shy love”) and I just want to know; what was the moment that you realized that you have feelings for this “som3one”? And if so, you better tell them how you truly feel whenever you are with them the next time you see th3m.”

[Canon feelings Four has towards SMG3 sad edition]

8. “☆- Hello this is the first time asking here -☆But anyway I have some stuff to say For Michealscorner: ☆- I love the AU you did the art, the Gmod and like RAHHH IS SO COOL I LOVE EVRY WORK YOU DID!! -☆ and who knows one day you'll get 700 follows to 1,000 or more! For SMG4: ☆- If you have time you should check on SMG3, because who knows if something happened to him?... -☆ ☆- That's all I have to say bye! -☆”

[Very kind but also last question is Canon and Sus]

9. “Finally I can ask the gang! >:3 - Car Car :3 Question one: [To SMG4] Have you keeping in touch with SMG 1 & 2? Question 2: [To Meggy] have you and your gf been? Question 3: [To Mario] Here a spaghetti 🍝 (it totally not spicy 😈) Question 4: [To bob & boopkins] I have not seen you guys in awhile how have you two been?”

[All Canon… especially Mario. L on him.]

10. “I have a question for Eggdog, What do you think of Smg4? Is there anything you do or don't like about him? (I love this story so much! It's really good! Nice work, dude!)”

[Canon in how Eggdog feels about our dear Four]

11. “hay smg4 are you ok buddy I last saw you allmost having a panic attack here barow my hurshy I named him after my lest favorite candy(when I was 2) ive had him ever sens i was a baby I'm 12 now but you need it for a little bit here you go(don't mind that I'm in my stich pj's/Halloween costume)”

[Heh heh He's totally fine guys.]

12. “Question for whomever wants to answer it....is anyone watching over the meme graveyard???”

[Canon to Change in Script Lore and status of Internet Graveyard]

13. “For smg4, I don’t know if anyone has asked this, but what video was 3 gonna help you with? And did you ask him to, or did he offer?”

[Where this AU takes place in the story to Canon SMG4!]

14. “Hey uhh, SMG4, Does Eggdog miss SMG3? Just asking. (Also I love you guys!!! ❤️❤️❤️)”

[Poor Eggdog… Where is his papa?]

15. “Eggdog you gotta look for your Papa you gotta sniff him out he’s in trouble!!”

[You guys trying to get two people to go missing?]

16. “Hello!! I wanna say congrats on your 700 follower and thank you for this amazing AU! I’m a huge fan!! Two Question for SMG4, is Eggdog near you? If so, how is he? And how long has it been since Three..vanish or something?”

[Seems like it's finally piecing together that something is wrong…]

17. “rip Smg4 and Smg3 happy ending”

[Can't have an omelet without breaking a few eggs.]

18. “Heya! Question for 4! Have you ever thought about if you're in love with 3? If so can you tell us the conclusion you came to about it? Are/were you in love with him?”

[Even Eggdog is done with SMG4's pining for his papa]

19. “So MR. Puzzles what are your intentions with 3? + Why won’t you let him shave/shower? I can tell through the screen that he needs it desperately! To 4: you OK man you seem sad? ”

[Canon]

20. “hay smg4 can I hug you? meggy hug's? tari hugs? the crew hug's? *my days are stresd for me school is a bitch*”

[Not Canon but it's fucking adorable]

21. “For Smg4 Before you're getting scars, Hows your relationships with your friends has changed?”

[Canon for Lore Reasons and Showing Character Relationships]

22. “smg6 has a little question.. “To SMG4.. Hiii!! We didn’t meet before and I wanna ask.. How do you treat your scars? I’m just wondering because we basically have the same ones..”

[Canon, Not every medication will work the same on everyone.]

23. “*i n s e r t. q u e s t i o n. h e r e* (Ok now seriously) 1: how tf are you SO GOOD AT ART 2: bread •w• (ok no) 3: is there gonna be a chapter 6/7?”

[Fun IRL lore about me and also the future of Change in Script]

24. “Question to eggdog: Who is better? Mario or smg4?”

[I don't think there was much of a competition here.]

#smg4 #smg4 fanart #change in script #ask change in script #ask creator of change in script #master post #Canon or not

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oliviafanxd · 23 days ago

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cosmic-ghost-hermit · 10 months ago

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Take what resonates! Leave what doesn't but always be open to new perspectives 🖤🩶🤍

PILE 1

Crystal: Sunstone

Astrology: Leo♌️, Sagittarius♐️, Pisces♓️

Hi, pile one! The best way you can connect with the universe is to face the darkest parts of it (or yourself) head on. Meditating sounds like a perfect way for you to tap into Spirit’s voice. However, I can sort of tell you are very restless when you try to meditate. Your mind has a lot to say and it's not always fun to listen too. Remember they are just thoughts, my friend. They aren't representative of you or who you want to be because thoughts are just thoughts. The longer you sit with them, the easier it will be to connect to your spirit guides. Once you’ve embraced the storm of your mind, it will eventually aim you towards the eye of this storm. The calm will envelop you. Universe will be there in the eye of your mind. It will be ready to communicate clearly and it will be brighter and louder than the darkness you feel. It has so much it wants to tell you. Spirit really wants to show you the beauty of the world and the beauty inside of you. You shine so bright, you are like the sun. Remember the brightest stars cast the darkest shadows. Light cannot exist without dark. The darkness in your mind is just as beautiful as the cosmos above. I really love to appreciate the scariest parts of life and most people aren’t comfortable doing that so it will probably take a lot of repetition to make it through the storm. Just know the universe is smitten with every part of you. Allow yourself to be devoted to Spirit. Allow the universe to circulate warmth and tenderness to you.

❤️‍🔥🧲🧯🎸🎱🥩🌶️🌹🕷️🦇🧳��️🍄🍒🧨🩸🪮🍉🧱🪭🧧

PILE 2

Crystal: Angelite

Astrology: Taurus♉️, Aries♈️, Capricorn♑️

Hello, pile 2! One thing I’d like to immediately mention about your reading is that there is a VERY heavy abrahamic religious vibe coming from these cards. The crystal you chose is a broken angelite tower and that makes me think you used to be christian, jewish or muslim. Alternatively, you could still be devoted to your religion but could be questioning your faith as of recent. To connect with your Deity better will take a bit of adjustment. You may feel alienated from your relationship with them. I suggest taking a more friend-like approach to connecting with your guide. They aren’t expecting you to put them on such a high pedestal anymore. Move away from the traditional approach of connecting with your God. They want to be your friend. Someone you can confide in when you are scared, sad, angry or betrayed. They do not want you to fear their opinion of you or your actions. They love you so deeply and truly. That means you can be yourself with them. You do not need to filter for someone who loves you so unconditionally. AND feel free to talk to them everywhere! Especially, when you are doing selfcare!!! If you are making a meal for yourself, reading your favorite book or taking a bath/shower. They want you to talk to them when you are doing everyday stuff. They are always with you but not in the sense that they are hovering over your shoulder waiting for you to mess up. They are with you as a companion. They see you as a dear friend. You are so important to them. You will not be punished for being yourself.

💝🌸💐💫🪷🐣👙👑👄✏️🎀🍧🌷🕊️💒📿🍡🍵

PILE 3

Crystal: Amethyst

Astrology: Cancer♋️, Libra♎️, Aquarius♒️

Hey there, pile 3! You are incredibly spiritual and incredibly in tune with the universe. I see that you are an old soul. One that has seen many lives and you are probably aware of that fact. I also see that you have been stuck AF recently. You are so confused on how to take your spiritual path forward. You have been doing a lot of work without any reward. Which to be honest, sounds like a huge bummer and I’m so sorry you are feeling so frustrated with your spirituality. Before you continue reading this, know you are not gonna like this answer. My device crashed when I tried to write your reading down which tells me you might not be ready to hear this answer. The cards are asking you to do something kind of different and a little difficult. You can best connect with spirit if you ground yourself more in reality. Connect with friends, family, coworkers or literally anyone. Take a walk outside and do breathing exercises instead of meditation. Your soul is already so strongly connected and you keep trying to connect it more but I’m gonna be for real here. You have hit the ceiling when it comes to your upper chakras. If you were to continue it would be extremely detrimental to your mental health. The more you pull your soul to earth and the more you participate in the physical you will realize that the earth is magical! People are magical! Reality is magical! I know you want to escape from some things by pulling yourself into the astral realm. It isn’t going to move your spirituality forward. I’m really sorry I know it heckin sucks. I know this lesson all too well myself. I promise it’ll be worth your effort to spend some time in reality with your loved ones.

🔮🪬🗝️💟🧬🛼🪁☔️🦄🦋🕺🏿😈💜☯️💙🧿🪽🪼🚺

PILE 4

Crystal: Howlite

Astrology: Scorpio♏️, Gemini♊️, Virgo♍️

Pile 4, you are an enigma for sure. Welcome to your reading. First thing I’m gonna address about your connection to spirit is that it is strongest when you are alone. All the chatter of everyone else’s souls’ block your soul from truly being integrated with the universe. You have such strong love for everyone around you despite the constant chatter. You care so deeply for your connections in reality. You really are the biggest sweetie pie ever. You might ignore Spirit by accident because you are so intent on listening to your loved ones. You adore talking with them. All you want is to give them gifts and you constantly think about them. Your cards are not telling you to stop loving and listening. They are instructing you to have time with yourself. Maybe setting aside an hour or two a day just for you. This does not have to be a consistent schedule you follow. Just whenever you start beating yourself up or you start to feel uncomfortable in any way, that will be your queue to stop whatever you are doing for others and start giving to yourself. You’ll know what you need if you allow yourself space to think and get away from the chatter. You don’t necessarily have to set boundaries with anyone around you because I think you are the only one who is crossing your own boundaries here. You love everyone so expansively and honestly. It is beautiful how deep your admiration can go. Please pay close attention to when you start stomping on your own boundaries. You don’t even really notice when you do it and that sounds like it’s gonna be the hardest part to get past. Keep a keen eye out for how you treat yourself when you are busy loving others.

🤍✉️🪞💎🎧⚾️🌧️🐰🦋🧢☠️🥶🐋🌏🫐⛸️🛁🩵♿️🏳️‍⚧️

#astrology #tarot #tarot reading #spirituality #spiritual awakening #tarot pick a card #pick a crystal #pick a pile #pick a card #alchemy #alchemical process

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pangolin-404 · 4 months ago

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💔🌠☁️🌪️🚆📎✏️ bud du

[ask game]

hthe budd y

💔 BROKEN HEART - what could their partner do that would absolutely break their heart?

taking its crew as its "partners"... anything that would make it feel Lesser. it doesn't want to be seen as something that might snap and harm them (even if there was once a point where it would do that, and there is a world where it does). if they were to show distrust in it, or fear, or a callous indifference/disregard to its safety or feelings, it'd be hurt. similarly, it'd be hurt if the crew showed that disregard to each other.

🌠 SHOOTING STAR - if they could make any wish with no repercussions, what wish would they make?

for it and its crew to be safe for the rest of their lives.

☁️ CLOUD - a soft headcanon

sometimes one (or more) of its crewmates will sit with it at night and sleep on its shoulder, at the cost of potential body pains in the morning. it loves it when they do this because it gets to hold their hand all night

🌪️ TORNADO - what is the biggest change you've ever made to them? how have they changed from their original version?

hmmm... probably when I made the decision to write beyond the first story "you had a body"? when I started to give it a personality and really think of how it'd act around its crew it loves so dearly. went from a fun thing to ponder to "I have thought of nothing but this thing for Many Months now". it's stayed pretty consistent (I've just brainrotted more)

🚆 TRAIN - what is their answer to the trolley problem?

sacrifice many to save one. without hesitation.

📎 PAPERCLIP - a random fact.

it (and masked in general) don't need much sleep. it'll spend the nights sitting up watching its crew sleep. either they get used to it and stop being creeped out, or they don't notice it does it at all.

✏️ PENCIL - is there a particular quote / lyric that you associate with them?

bodys - car seat headrest (2011 twin fantasy (mirror to mirror) edition). that whole song is very buddycore to me. so is half the twin fantasy album in general really. I just realized I could've used lyrics from famous prophets (minds) but that's the easy way out

#asks #thoughts #ask game #oc: buddy #🥚#microwaving buddy in my head reallyreally fast

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themesbypale · 1 year ago

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IMPORTANT: See The Stars With Me, Again NPF compatibility + Changes

I added new improvements to the theme, these are already up on the Theme Garden. First of all, this improvements include full compatibility with NPF posts! including the new audio posts.

NPF photo posted with the new editor / legacy photo post.

This is how a custom audio posted with the npf editor will look like.

Also I made a few important changes:

🚫 The "Hide Captions" functionality was removed

This was a hard decision to made, but at the end this functionality was removed as is not compatible with NPF posts.

✏️ Captions for legacy posts will be shown outside de controls box.

This was a hard decision too, but it was necessary to have consistency with the new NPF posts.

New legacy post caption / old legacy post caption / new NPF photo post in the source blog.

Also remember that reblogged NPF posts will be treated as text posts, so if you reblog a NPF post it will have a backdrop. This behaviour was already in the first version of the theme.

⭐ Added an option to show a backdrop on media posts.

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asher-agere · 28 days ago

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For the new ask game, 💫 ✏️ 🌈!! :3

OMG HI SUN. YAY FRIENDS

💫 - Neons, pastels, neutrals or dark pallets?

PASTELS ALL THE WAY. I love soft gentle colors! But I do like neon colors if I’m in a slightly bigger headspace (Bigger being like. 4. Such a big kid)

✏️ - Shows or movies?

Shows all the way! Shows usually take much less attention requirements, plus short episodes feel like much easier media to consume for me. It also encourages taking breaks!

🌈 - Night lights or glow in the dark stars?

GLOW IN THE DARK STARS. They look. So cool? I had them in my room as a kid (From like 2-6) AND I LOVED THEM. Plus I think it’s very silly that they tend to glow kinda green

Easy questions this time :0 But still amazing and fun questions! Yay!!!!!

#age regression #agere #sfw agere #safe agere #agere sfw #age regressor #agere little #agere positivity #agere ask game #agere ask #༄ Requests #༄ Fyodor Enjoyer Request #༄ my regression #༄ Ask Game

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tina-mairin-goldstein · 10 months ago

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✏️"what are your current WIPs about?"

Thanks for playing with me, @kaylinalexanderbooks!

I have several WIPS right now, so this could be interesting.

Caraval- A Hannibal (NBC) sort of crossover/rewrite of the book Caraval by Stephanie Garber. It's also omega verse, with Will being an omega, Hannibal an alpha, and so on for the various characters who appear. Will must play a magical game that plays tricks on the mind and involves magic to find his sister (Abigail) over the course of five nights, searching for clues so he can find her before the other players and win. Hannibal, who initially brings them to the island where Master Legend hosts Caraval, teams up with him. As they play, Will realizes the game is far darker than it appears and that it is a race against the clock to find Abigail, because it is far more than a game.

Long list, so the rest are under the cut.

2. For Remembrance- A post-fall Murder Husbands story for my collection, Words Are Not The Only Way, centering on my chosen flower (rosemary) and its meaning. Won't say too much, but there is amnesia and rosemary plays a part in trying to help the amnesiac person recover their memories.

3. All Night or a Hundred Years- A Fantastic Beasts story from the POV of Percival Graves, who has been locked up in the dungeons of Nurmengard for a long time. Leta, rather than dying, is secreted away by Grindelwald in the dungeon as well, and she is helping Percival remember what it is like to be human and giving him something he hasn't had in a long time: Hope. They are getting to know each other and trying to figure out if they can escape, and how. Percival is close to giving up, but Leta won't take it. This one is on hiatus, however, because writer's block is a bitch.

4. Untangled- A Fantastic Beasts version of the Disney movie Tangled, with Newt as Rapunzel, Tina as Flynn, Grindelwald as Mother Gothel, and Theseus as Maximus, along with a bunch of the other FB crew members taking roles. Currently paused in favor of Caraval. Things are switched up in this, because Tina has the case of beasts instead of Newt. It's cheerful and fun and I sort of don't want to finish it because of that, so I'm being slow.

5. The Third Day- A Hannibal (NBC) rewrite of the HBO show The Third Day. Will is getting divorced from Molly and is grieving Abigail, who died under mysterious circumstances several years earlier. He meets Mischa in the woods, where is trying to hang herself, and takes her back to the place she lives, where he becomes trapped for three days and nights. Hannibal, Alana, Jack, Bella, Margot, Mason, and several other characters star as the residents trying to either run Will off the island or keep him there as he uncovers mysteries tied to himself and Abigail's death, as well as all the weirdness on the island.

7. Beloved- This is being scrapped and will be rewritten as a sequel to another story, His Shadow Suspended On Dust. Initially, it was a thirty-years post-fall story about Hannibal getting sick and Will taking care of him and living through his last days with him. Some of the original will remain, but it will be heavily rewritten, and there will be another story, called When the Snake Slithers By, between it and HSSOD.

8. The Lone City- A Pokemon anime rewrite of a favorite book of mine, called The Jewel by Amy Ewing. Starring Mairin, it centered on girls being sold off into surrogate slavery for the ruling class of the island, who became so inbred they can no longer safely carry their own children. Sort of a magical Handmaid's Tale, but with Pokemon twists. It was going to lead to Mairin uncovering the truth, falling in love with Alain, and escaping and so forth, but it's been on hiatus due to computer trouble, and I don't think I'm ever going to actually go back to it since it 's been more than a year.

9. Han+SPN- Temporary title, an attempted Hannibal/Supernatural crossover co-written by @ sarcasticsciencefictionwriter. Sam and Dean are driving through Maryland one night and Dean hits Will, who is a ravenstag, with Baby. Will is pregnant and fleeing hunters who are coming after him and Hannibal, who is half ravenstag, for being cannibals and want to kill their baby as well. The Winchesters learn that ravenstags only take what they need and chose harmful people as their victims (i.e, the rude), and end up teaming up with Will to save Hannibal from the hunters after Bobby, who saved Will when he was a fawn, tells them to. Currently paused because I didn't come up with much an outline and Sarc can't work with that. I'm playing with idea that Sam and Dean might have to deliver the baby.

I believe that is all my WIPS, unless you want to count the to-be-written finale to my collection, the Price of Godhood, where Will is Persephone and Hannibal is Hades, which will be about Will going to the world above on the first day of spring and saying goodbye to husband for six months.

Thanks so much for the ask! I've never done this before and I was so much fun! Feel free to hit me up again!

#ask games #ask answered #willing to play again #my writing

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roxyjean82btsoneshots · 1 year ago

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Legs For Days

✏️Jimin x female reader ✏️Friends to Lover AU 🛑 Rated 18+ 📖WC: 4102 ⚠️Warning: talks about insecurity of being tall, mentions bullying, cursing, heavy make out session turning into dry humping⚠️

Summary: Y/N is insecure about being tall. Jimin doesn't mind the height difference, he just wants to be by your side.

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Authors note: This story is a little more personal than I usually write and I’m aware that some might relate. But I hope you enjoy.

A big thank you to @downbad4yoongi and @star-my for being my beta angels. 💜

To say the two of you were being loud was an understatement. Yours and Jimin’s usual unserious bickering always got louder the drunker you got. Thankfully, the group was in a private room this time, or else the whole restaurant would look at you the same way your waitress did every time she came into the room. Your friends either watched the both of you with the same look of amusement as they always did, or they did their best to ignore you.

Tonight's topic of discussion was whether or not Jimin should be your date to your company party in two days since the person you were originally supposed to go with backed out.

“Jimin, if I take you, then my whole work life will be just people asking me how I know The Park Jimin! I like my quiet work life. I don’t want people knowing I’m friends with one of the world's most famous models!”

Jimin put his hand over his heart, scrunched up his face like he was in pain, and sucked in a sharp breath. “Are you ashamed of me, Y/N? Have the past ten years of our friendship meant nothing?”

You leaned your head back and groaned in frustration before taking another shot of soju. This argument had been going in circles for almost thirty minutes now. “Jimin,” you took a deep breath before turning to face him, “I love you. You know that, right?” You bit the inside of your lip to stop the smile that wanted to show when he sniffled and wiped a nonexistent tear. “I’m not ashamed of you. You are one of my best friends, and I would do anything for you, but you know how I prefer to fly under the radar. If I show up with you, people won’t leave me alone. All I’d hear about is the handsome friend I have.”

“You think I’m handsome?” Jimin’s fake hurt turned into a victory grin.

“You’re such a pain in my ass!” You laughed, unable to control it anymore.

“$100 dollars, Taehyung.” Jimin reached across the table to collect his winnings.

“You bet against me, Tae?” Your eyebrow shot up as you ran your tongue across the inside of your cheek. “I guess you’ll be paying for your own dinner.”

Taehyung stopped mid-transaction. “Wait! What? No! Come one, Y/N! That’s not fair! It’s not my fault you fell into his trap again!”

Jimin snatched the money from his fingers. “He has a point, Y/N. It’s not his fault you lost.”

Your head snapped to Jimin, who had a cheeky grin on his face while he got his wallet out and put away his prize. “I should really kick your ass one of these days.”

He turned in your direction, rested one arm on the table, and looked you over. “Sounds like a fun time to me.”

You laughed while the temperature of your body soared, “Get away from me,” you stated, playfully shoving him away and grabbing your chopsticks.

“How have you two not fucked yet?” Jungkook piped in from across the table.

The piece of meat you’d been chewing on quickly found its way to your throat, causing you to choke.

“Damn, Jungkook.” Jimin chuckled, patting you on the back while Hoseok got you a glass of water and tried to calm his laughter so that he wouldn’t spill it. “You can’t just say shit like that out of nowhere.”

“We’ve all been wondering.” Jungkook pouted and shrugged his shoulders. “The two of you have so much sexual and non-sexual chemistry between you, it's only a matter of time before something happens.” He took in a sharp breath and turned his head slightly, taking both of your reactions in. “Unless it's already happened…”

You put up your finger stopping him, “Him and I,” you wiggled your finger pointing at you and Jimin. “Never have. Never will.”

“I wouldn’t say never, Y/N. One of these days you might.”

“I’m up for it if you are.” Jimin smiled and ran his tongue across his bottom lip out of the corner of your eyes.

“He’s not my type, Jungkook.”

“You don’t have a type, Y/N,” Yoongi yelled from the other end of the table. “You’ve always said you would give anyone a chance as long as they aren't assholes. And Jimin, although he’s a pain in the ass, he’s not an asshole.”

Jimin’s lips tightened and he nodded. “I am not an asshole.”

You sighed, annoyed at the conversation. “That is true, but I would also prefer someone taller or as tall as me.”

“I’m a whole two inches shorter! And that’s if we are both barefooted!” Jimin stated, before quickly realizing it wasn’t helping his case any.

The conversation was beginning to upset you. You’d always been self-conscious about your height, thanks to being teased about it growing up and the numerous times you were turned down by a guy. Did you find Jimin attractive? Yes, extremely attractive. But you promised yourself many years ago that you wouldn’t put yourself through the pain of rejection again, so that’s why you placed him in the friend zone the moment you met him.

“Two inches isn’t that bad, Y/N.”

You took a shot of soju and poured another while the table agreed with Yoongi. “Although he has legs for days, Jimin is still too short for me and that's that.” You quickly tilted your head back, taking the last shot, and slammed the glass on the table. “I’m going first. I have a lot of things to do tomorrow.” You stood up and collected your stuff. “Dinner is on me!” You waved your hand over your shoulder before shutting the door and going to the counter to pay.

The second you stepped outside, you rolled your neck and shoulders to help ease the tension that had started to build. You flagged down the first available taxi that you saw and got in. But as you were closing the door and giving him your destination, the door was stopped.

“What are you doing?” You asked Jimin, who had a hand on the top of it.

He didn’t say anything, just waved you over so that he could get in. The driver gave you a concerned look in the mirror, and you let him know it was fine. This wasn’t the first time one of the guys had ridden home with you, especially after a night of drinking.

The ride was silent except for the music coming from the radio. You stared out the window, listening to the sad love song that was playing. It was definitely not the kind of music you needed right now.

“Say something, Y/N.” Jimin finally spoke up after twenty minutes of silence.

You took your heavy head off the window and spoke to him, “Stop flirting with me.”

“Wh..what?” He chuckled.

Your head leaned back against the window, and your focus went back to the world outside. “I said stop flirting with me. It hurts too much when you do.” You chewed on the inside of your cheek to keep your tears at bay that threatened to spill out.

Silence fell over the car again, breaking only when you told the driver thank you. Jimin followed quietly behind you. He didn’t say anything as the two of you rode the elevator up to your apartment and entered. You didn’t have the energy to talk; all you wanted to do was get cleaned up and go to bed.

After you’d finished up and climbed under the covers, Jimin came into your room. He had done the same, changing into one of the spare sets of clothes the guys had kept in your extra room. He was the only one out of the group that slept in the king-size bed with you. Jimin had taken care of you one day while you were sick and accidentally fell asleep. When he woke up, he complained about how your bed was more comfortable than the one in the guest room and claimed the empty side as his.

You turned so that your back was facing him. You inwardly cursed yourself and let a silent tear fall when your body relaxed to his closeness and smell.

Jimin sighed and turned off the lamp on his side of the bed, “Goodnight, Y/N.”

・❥・

You’d just finished putting on your makeup when your phone pinged with a notification. It was a text message from Jimin telling you that he was on his way up to your apartment. You sighed and put down your makeup brush. You were way too busy right now for interruption. The buzzer to the door went off, and you double-checked your robe to make sure it was secure before you opened it. On the other side of the door stood a smiling Jimin, who was wearing a black tailored suit and had a bouquet of flowers in one hand.

Your eyes raked over him, taking in his perfectly styled hair to the tip of his Chelsea boots. “What are you all dressed up for?” you asked, folding your arms.

“I’m your date!” He proudly exclaimed, puffing out his chest.

“I never agreed to that,” you rolled your eyes and walked away.

“Careful, Y/N. You’ll scuff my shoes!”

You looked behind you and saw Jimin’s foot wedged between the door and the frame, stopping it from closing. “Well, that’s what you get for using your damn foot to stop the door.”

“Man, you’re in a mood today.”

You stopped at the couch and grabbed the garment bag resting on the arm that held your dress. “I don’t have time for this, Jimin. I still need to get dressed.” You jumped when the bouquet was suddenly put in front of your face.

“It’s a present from the guys. All six of them picked out a flower to say sorry about the dinner the other night.”

“What about you?” you lifted an eyebrow and took the bouquet.

“There’s no better present than me!” He sat down on the couch and stretched out his arms across the back. “I am all yours tonight. I promise to be a gentleman and stay by your side like a good date.”

Jimin pouted when you didn’t argue. His eyes stayed on you and watched you walk away. When you emerged from your room twenty minutes later, his heart stopped, and his breath hitched. You looked beautiful. He had never seen you dressed up like this before. The black dress was tight, putting all your curves on display, while the high neckline perfectly showed off your clavicle. The long sleeves helped to keep you covered until the dress ended mid-thigh, showing off your well-toned legs. He’d be lying if he said he hadn’t ever thought about them in ways that would make you blush. You had joked a few times, saying that he had legs for days, but yours really did go on for days. When you stopped to use the mirror in the corner of the living room so that you could put your earrings in, Jimin nearly slid off the couch. The dress was backless, stopping just above your bottom.

“Jimin?”

“I’m sorry. Did you need something?” He asked, snapping out of his thoughts.

“I asked if you could help me with my necklace.”

“Yeah, sure.” Jimin got off the couch and walked over to you. The heels you had on only added an inch or two to your height. You weren’t a fan of wearing heels that made you too much taller than normal. He knew it was because you didn’t want to stick out more than you already did. Your height was one of your biggest insecurities; you liked to pretend that it wasn’t, but he knew.

You turned to face him after he’d finished. “Do I look that bad?”

“What? No!” Jimin blinked rapidly and shook his head. “You look amazing! I’ve just never seen you in something like this before. It’s taking me a bit to get used to it.”

You ran your hands over your dress and pulled the skirt down some more. “I wanted to try something new. But I feel almost naked. I should go put something else on. I’m not mentally prepared for the attention this dress might come with.”

“No, you don’t!” Jimin grabbed your arm, stopping you from leaving to go change. “We don’t have time for that!” He kept a hold of your arm while he walked to the closet by the front door. “We just need to find…” He trailed off while he sorted through the coats. “Ah! Here we go! I knew I’d left it here.” He pulled out and shook out a black trench coat. “It’s unisex, so it will work perfectly.”

“Are you sure? Isn’t this the jacket you got from a photoshoot? It’s pretty expensive.”

Jimin hummed and helped you put it on, “I’m sure. It will keep you warm, and it will keep random men from staring at you while we go outside to the car.”

・❥・

The two of you were currently sitting in the back of the car, laughing and chatting about the happenings of your company party while Jimin’s personal driver drove. Jimin did just as he said he would and stayed by your side for the most part.

“I gave SunHee your phone number, by the way.” You laughed when his face scrunched up in disgust when you mentioned your boss's secretary's name. The woman had practically bulldozed everyone down when she saw you and Jimin walk through the door. Sunhee was one of the least liked people in the office; she was the head secretary, and she let everyone know it.

Jimin’s body shook as he remembered the way she kept putting her hands on him while she flirted. “God, I hope you’re joking. I can’t deal with any more crazy stalkers in my life.”

“I’m only joking. I couldn’t do that to you or me. I mean, if you two started dating, that means I’d have to see her outside of work.” This time, it was your face that scrunched up in disgust.

“That’s good because I told her we were dating.”

“You didn’t,” your laughter stopped when you saw the serious look on his face. “You didn’t, Jimin…Jimin. Please tell me you are joking.”

“What was I supposed to do? She kept trying to get me to leave with her. At one point, she even tried to get me into the supply closet!”

You groaned in frustration and let your head fall to the window. “Monday is going to be hell.”

Jimin patted you on the shoulder, “That’s what you get for leaving us alone at the table.”

“I had to pee,” you groaned. “Why did they have to pick a place that was so far away?” You weren’t looking for an answer, but he replied anyway.

“We still have about forty minutes until we get to your apartment. My place is closer if you want to just stay there.”

You turned your head and glared at him. “What makes you think that this date went well enough for me to go home with you?”

Jimin copied your earlier move and looked out the window. “I just thought you’d want to get out of those shoes and into some comfortable clothing as soon as possible. Plus, I live close to your favorite fried chicken restaurant.”

Your lips and eyebrows tightened while you thought. Once you’d come to a decision, you nodded and got the driver's attention. “To Jimin’s house, please. Also, can we stop to get chicken, please?”

・❥・

Jimin laughed while he poured each of you a glass of beer. You looked so cute sitting there in his shirt and a pair of his boxers, wiggling as you chewed on your food across the coffee table from him.

“I think that’s your twelfth piece.” He joked.

“I think you should shut up.” You replied in a singsongy voice.

Jimin sat back and watched you as he drank. His mind was swirling with questions that he needed answers to. “Tonight went pretty well, didn’t it?”

“Except for the random fan girls, yes. I’d say it did.” You wiped your hands on the napkin and took a drink.

“Is two inches really that big of a deal?”

You were mid-drink when your confused eyes looked at him. “I guess that depends on the location of the two inches you’re lacking in.” You smirked.

“I am not lacking there, you perv,” he laughed.

You shrugged your shoulders. “If you say so.”

“I was talking about my height, Y/N.”

“To some women, it might not,” you shrugged

“I’m not talking about some women. I’m talking about you.”

You were hunched over with your mouth hung open pre-bite. Your eyes looked up at him. He was being serious. Now the question was, did you want to have this conversation with him? Did you have enough liquid courage to let everything out in the open?

Jimin sat there on his side of the table, watching you. The expression on his face told you that he wasn’t going to give up until you answered him.

You straightened up and downed your half-full glass of beer. “Alright, let's have this conversation,” you sighed. “To me, it is. I don’t want it to be, but it is. I can’t tell you how many times I have been turned down because of my height or been broken up with because the guy I was dating couldn’t handle the rude comments. Not to mention all the names I was called. So yes, for me, two inches does matter.”

“It doesn’t to me.”

“Jimin…” Your words trailed off when he moved the table to the side so that he could scoot closer to you.

“Y/N, I understand that you are worried about our height difference. I would be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about it. But I realize I don’t care. People are going to make comments because they are assholes. All that matters to me is that I have you by my side.” You looked down at your hand, suddenly fascinated by your nails, while he continued. “So wear your heels, take pride in your height, and be my girlfriend.”

You sat there for a few minutes, just taking in the words that he said. Two inches didn’t look like that big of a deal to most people, but to you, it was. Could you do the same as him and push your insecurities aside one last time?

“Oh my god. Did I read things wrong? Are you not attracted to me? Did I just make a total fool of myself?”

Your head quickly snapped up. “No, it’s not that!”

“So you do think I’m attractive?”

“Yes, very. I just…I umm. Fuck. Okay.” The words came out even though you hadn’t intended them to.

“Okay?” The excitement he was feeling became visible on his face.

“We can give it a try.”

He leaped up from his seated position and hugged you. “You know what’s nice about us sitting down?”

“What?”

Jimin pulled back a little, “Neither of us has to adjust our heights to kiss.”

Before you could say anything, Jimin put his lips on yours. Your body instantly melted, and your eyes fluttered close.

For a moment, you felt as if you were floating before you felt the floor against your back. After that, it didn't take much longer for the simple kiss to turn into a full-blown make-out session. The two of you in your own little world, taking each other in with your lips and hands.

Jimin’s apartment filled with the sound of your combined moans when you wrapped your legs around him, effectively trapping him against you. The hunger you’d both had trapped inside of you for years was threatening to take over with the movement of his hips and the touch of your skin on his.

The sound of Jimin’s phone going off snapped both of you out of your lust-filled haze. Jimin slowly lifted himself away from you. “I didn't mean for it to go that far.” He said, just as out of breath as you were. “I was just hoping for a little kiss. Not a…”

“Full-blown dry hump session?” you laughed.

“Yeah, that. Although I’m not complaining, I think we should stop for now.” He turned and glared at his phone when it went off again. Jimin pouted and looked back at you. “I hate to say this, but I’m going to need you to unwrap me from your beautiful legs so that I can yell at whoever is blowing up my phone.”

Before you could reply, both of your heads snapped in the direction of the front door when you heard the sound of his passcode being entered. “Fuck!” the two of you said in unison.

Jimin had just gotten himself straightened out, and you had just gotten yourself into the bathroom when the entryway was filled with the sound of your friends.

“See, I told you they’d be here!” Seokjin’s voice echoed. “Jimin! Where are you? Oh, you’re right there.” He laughed when he found Jimin standing in the front room with a confused look on his face.

“Where’s, Y/N?” Namjoon asked, walking around the older man with bags full of food.

“I was in the bathroom.” Before you knew it, Taehyung and Jungkook were standing next to you with their eyes squinted.

“Something’s different…” the youngest of the two spoke as they began to circle you.

“What the hell are you guys doing?” you nervously laughed.

“Something feels off. Don’t you think, Jungkook?”

“There’s definitely something.”

“Oh will you two cut it out!” Yoongi yelled while he and the other men watched the weirdness going on a few feet away. “We came here to eat, drink, and let them tell us about the party.”

“Is that a hickey?!”

Everyone else in the room froze except for you, who quickly covered your neck with your hands and looked at Jimin.

“What did you do?” Taehyung looked at Jimin, whose face was turning red. “Jimin? Why does Y/N have a hickey on her lower neck?”

Jimin’s mouth opened and shut a few times while he tried to figure out how to respond. “What makes you think I did something?” he asked defensively. “Who's to say she didn’t do it?”

“What the hell, Jimin? I didn’t give myself a hickey!”

“Well, I didn’t give it to you! My phone interrupted us before I…” Jimin stopped talking and glared at the younger two who were smiling from ear to ear.

“There’s no hickey, Y/N.” Jungkook put an arm around your shoulder. “But Jimin’s dress shirt is crooked.”

You elbowed him in the side and slapped Taehyung on the arm. “Assholes! The both of you are assholes.” You slid out from under Jungkook’s arm and went to the kitchen where Namjoon and Hoseok were standing, trying their best not to laugh.

“Welp,” Yoongi clapped loudly, breaking up the staring contest between the three youngest. “Guess that means we are going to eat, drink, and talk about the party along with whatever the hell we interrupted.”

You groaned and let your torso fall to the island to hide your embarrassed face. This was not at all how you saw your night going. “Get off the island, Y/N,” Jimin said, pulling you up and into his chest. “I take full responsibility and won't let them interrogate you too much.”

Your eyes snapped back to Taehyung and Jungkook when you heard ‘aws’ coming from them. “I really don’t like you two right now! I knew I should’ve slammed the door on your damn foot.” You couldn’t help but laugh when Jimin started laughing behind you.

“Does that mean I’m finally going to get that ass-kicking you promised?”

“Get away from me.” You laughed harder and gently pushed Jimin away.

“So you and the pain in the ass, huh?” Yoongi asked when you joined him and Seokjin at the table.

“Yep, me and the pain in the ass.”

Jimin was different from the other guys you’d had a crush on. Looking back, you could see that now. He nor either one of your friends had made you feel like a freak for your height. And he was right. Those who did have a problem with it were assholes. The thought of being with Jimin made you feel anxious, but strangely, in a good way.

THE END

#bts #bts one shot #bangtan #bangtanwhq #bts jimin #park jimin #jimin #jimin x you #jimin x reader

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from-izzy · 2 months ago

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omg this is such a nice reblog to read after a very stressful study session thank you so much for your support on this work and anticipating the future works 😭 all these compliments as well ahhhh 🥹 honestly all thoughts here are welcomed, thank you so much for sharing them hehe 🤭

show you the stars | the boyz kim sunwoo

“Why's my girl misbehaving today, hm? Shouldn’t you be nice to the birthday boy?”

pairing » the boyz kim sunwoo x fem!reader

trope/au » friends to lovers, (or should i say...) 'friends' to lovers, situationship (?), non-idol au!

genre » very suggestive!! (as compared to my other one), it's kinda fluffy uwu (everyone act surprised), a dash of angst, dom!sunwoo at times, sub!sunwoo at other times, kim sunwoo being whipped and sweet for you, but he's also flustered, he's flirting with you, reader is a bit of a tease and is confident, you're also flustered at times, sunwoo loves you and you love him (again, act surprised), finding love and comfort in each other after past relationships, kim sunwoo who just wants to be close to you

word count, estimated reading time » 4987, 18 mins

warnings (lmk if i missed anything!) » very suggestive!!, dom! and sub!sunwoo, mentions of unhealthy past relationships, a ton of kissing, making out, marking (teeth and kiss marks; reader receiving), pet names (baby boy, baby girl), reader licks cream off sunwoo, sunwoo licking cream off reader's neck and collarbones, sunwoo is physically bigger and taller, reader has medium to long hair, HIGHLY suggestive at the end, rapid proofread once

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happy birthday to (one of) the loml 🥰

uhm...

yeah...

so!...yeah...

i'm just gonna go...

The delightful aroma of your hard work fills the volume of Sunwoo’s apartment easily. You've been chopping, stirring and sizzling ingredients for the last two hours, excited for the first birthday that you'll spend together with him.

To elaborate on your relationship with Sunwoo, you're ‘friends’. The explanation would give most people deadpanned looks, accompanied by the raised eyebrows that would follow. Otherwise, others would only facepalm at the stupidity that you both seem to obviously share. Anyone could tell that with the way that you both would drop any conversation that you're in or literally drop the paper cup in your hand whenever the other comes into even slightly just their peripheral vision, that you're more than the label that you both have decided to nonverbally settle for now.

Like your best friend from diapers would say, there's no way those kisses on the forehead, trailing down side to side across your eyelids, back medially down the slope of your nose, along the underside of your jawline, were things that ‘friends do’. Not with the way that Sunwoo would subtly slide his palm down from the comfort of your back to cup one of your bottom cheeks, smirking when he feels the heat radiating from your cheeks.

And for you? You can't help but feel the disappointment in your chest whenever he passes the quiet but rapid breathing of your lips whenever he bypasses them to work on that sensitive spot on your neck, sometimes whispering compliments to the shell of your eyes with that husky, low voice of his—but well, it's not like that anymore.

Friends don’t look at each other’s orbs and are so immersed that they say “I miss you” in the most dewy, honey-dripping voice. In public where they're most disciplined, they don't hold each other’s hands while walking, a thumb smoothing over the other when they’re just walking along the empty night street or the aisle of the grocery store.

Friends don't give each other their spare apartment keys or sweep them off their feet as soon as the front door opens, distracting their worries and other thoughts by locking lips with each other. You would never let any of your other friends carry you in their arms and pull the same blanket that they will use in the night over your body. In the same way, you would never snuggle to the warmth of the person next to you, kissing them a sweet “good night” and “thank you”.

But knowing the manipulation and tears from your past relationship, none of you could bear to address the looming label that others already deem you as. Sunwoo is too scared to ask too, going through the same thing from his past relationship. Through the healing of the break-up that you both had in your respective lives, came the comfort that the other’s lips would give, and he would chase that feeling from you over and over again.

You're okay with how things are now. You respect him and you don’t want to push him or the title that you personally want to have with him. For now, you decided that actions will speak louder than words and when the right time comes, you both will address it without the influence of the outside world.

Today is just one of those days that you use your spare key to use Sunwoo’s kitchen to cook up a little feast. The dining table is decorated with a vase of roses in the middle as you hop between the stove and make sure everything looks presentable. The light dimming system of his house is perfect for the shooting star projector that you aim towards a blank wall. You're satisfied with all the preparation for the main meals, making sure that the moment he walks in through the door, you can cook and plate it up swiftly while it’s still freshly pipping hot.

“Oh gosh,” you're proud of your efforts with the vanilla whipped cream for his cake. “I'm a genius.” You sang variations of the phrase to yourself.

Curse your horrible time management skills because the clock in front of you only reminds you that you have little time until the main key is used on the front door. The sponge cake is assembled quickly, with a thin layer of crumb coating and cooling before you make the smooth layer of cream at the end topped with some chocolate and strawberries.

You stepped back to admire your work, making sure the fruit was on the perfect slope and that the chocolate bar next to it complemented the negative space around the centrepiece. Your hand under the cake was about to slip when you heard the keys rattling from outside and you swore the fridge door hated you by how you had a hard time opening it.

On the other hand, Sunwoo could smell your home-cooked meal a few doors down the hallway. His stomach only grumbled in anticipation but his heart was jumping at the thought of you greeting him behind the door. The smile on his face grew, his overgrown bangs tickling his eyelids with his rushed footsteps towards the door.

The sweet scent of your perfume is what he manages to pick up first, and he remembers how his time was well spent when he was shopping for the bottle for you.

“I'm home.” Something that he has always loved to say, hating the lack of light in his house after a long day at work. His fingers were about to switch the light on but your shout stops him halfway.

Your body crashed against his before he could comprehend. Sunwoo groans a little at how his back hit the door behind him but his palms settled on your hips lovingly while your arms were wrapped around his middle, face hidden to his chest, nose inhaling your favourite cologne.

Chuckling at your small apology, his fingers raised to tug at the hair tie around your ponytail. He tugs down on the elastic, now savouring the scent of your perfume and shampoo. It left you goosebumps with the way Sunwoo massaged your scalp, his other hand untucking his tight shirt that he gave you, from your skirt so that the pad of his thumb could feel your skin better.

“Happy birthday, baby boy,” exhaling at the gentle swipes of his thumb on your waist.

“Thank you, baby girl,” trailing kisses from the top of your head to the side of your head. You tried to escape from the ticklish feeling but his arm wrapped around you, keeping your lower bodies flush against each other, “Where do you think you're going?”

You giggle at his lips down the side of your face, his breaths reaching the crook of your neck as he takes comfort there. It's only now that you realise the fabric of his material, is no longer the white collared polyester. Your heated cheeks brushed against the metal around his neck and Sunwoo could feel the start of your complaints from your deep inhale.

So he closes the gap and kisses you to quiet you down.

He ignores the little muted surprised sound from you, pulling away only slightly to smirk at you before diving in deeper. His palm grips on the curve of your waist, keeping you in control. He whispers for you to pull him closer by the neck and he knows the roll of your eyes isn't an indication of annoyance. Your lips danced between his, a hand over his nape to pull him down, your other palm cupping his cheek as you tried to control his hunger for you.

“Sunwoo,” Slightly out of breath, “What are you wearing?”

As if he didn't see the deadpanned look on your face when he decides to give your poor lungs a break, he leisurely answers, “This is the suit and tie of someone who decided to leave the desk early,” fingers hooking around the metal chain around his neck whilst simultaneously peering down at you with a raised eyebrow and a smirk, “so that he could look hot for his birthday and his girl.”

You couldn't deny that. Shamelessly, you let your eyes roam over the somewhat tight shirt that he has. His pectoral muscles are defined with the grey stretchy fabric and the silver accessory around him only made him all the more irresistible. Kim Sunwoo knows how to make you swoon, styling his hair lazily with his strands covering his field of view.

Sunwoo makes it known that your stare is invited, loving the attention that his special day gets him. You're looking at him so delicately that his smug confidence falters into a softer look. His lips form a straight line but the moment your eyes meet his, there's a deep resonating chuckle from his chest, a happiness that spreads to you.

“Let's go eat?” With an affirmative hum and a quick peck, Sunwoo lets your body go and links with your palm, letting you guide him deeper into his house.

As soon as his eyes take a glance at your work, he's momentarily still. From the tablecloth draped over his table to the stars on his wall when he realises, you remember his wish to make a wish to the star. He's always found the idea to be a bit innocent, unlike his relationship with you but the fact that you kept it in mind, and how his grip on your hand only tightens, tells everyone that Kim Sunwoo is ready for more.

He daydreams of a day when he would kiss you awake, and how you're the last voice he would hear before falling asleep. How you'll greet him when he opens the door and kisses all over his face and more. How he’ll be able to spend his money spoiling you instead of only spending it on himself. How you’ll be his number one and how you’ll be his. These thoughts have roamed his head for a very long time and he used to keep it in, hide it for the sake of not ruining whatever you two have.

But with the way that you would kiss his nape as a greeting whenever he would be sitting down in front of you, or the way you would sit down on his lap and crane his neck up to meet his lips with yours. How the heated sessions would only flare up more when he sneaks his fingers around the band of your bra, and the whole intimacy that you show each other—Kim Sunwoo is undoubtedly in love with you.

Besides the intimacy, it’s the things you do for him. Namely, it’s the view of his house right now and the welcoming scent of his favourite food that you prepared for him. It’s even more precious to Sunwoo as he knows that you do this even when it isn’t a special day. You have done this whenever he would hint how much he misses you and you would show up to mend his tired heart the next minute. It’s not just the kisses and skin on skin. If you stopped guiding him to his designated chair and looked back at him right now, you would see that lovesick look on his face.

Sunwoo offers to clean up the space whilst you’re cooking but you quickly refuse, saying that he should take a rest, even if it’s for a while. After a few tries, Sunwoo finally listens to you, sitting down where you want him to. He takes this time to admire your decorations, snapping electronic memories of his surroundings and taking extra shots of the wall that seem so much more inviting with the video of falling lights.

His eyes are stuck there, entranced by the view. You see from across the room how he readjusts his position and closes his eyes. Your heart swells with that, keeping the view of his head down slightly as he mouths inaudible words to the stars you projected. When he opened his eyes, you diverted back to dinner, happiness evident in your face at he appreciated your work.

While you focused on the pan, Sunwoo found a couple of metres gap between you cooking and him sitting too far away, so he took a seat from the other side of the kitchen island, the significant piece that separated you two. Soon enough, you pout at the return of the multiple camera sounds, this time louder and clearer. You tried to lean over the island to snatch his phone away and Sunwoo mirrored the playful smile on your face.

“Behave,” he knew it worked like a charm when he saw you flustered. Your outreached wrist from your attempt only gets caught up with him and Sunwoo draws you in closer while he leans in to meet you in the middle. The dim lights overhead set the mood more as they angle the shadows and highlight all the kissable parts of your face and Sunwoo swears he could kiss you all night. You watch the gulp down his throat and his stern eyes drifting to the knobs of the stovetop to turn off the fire. Kim Sunwoo is no longer playful like a minute ago.

You’ll admit that he sent butterflies fluttering in your stomach but it didn’t stop the tugging of the corner of your lips and Sunwoo’s eyes widening when you decided to turn off the fire but never returned to him. Sunwoo lets out an amused scoff at the way you cross your arms over your chest, leaning your back on the free space next to the stove.

His eyes narrow to you, a tongue poking his inner cheek at your sudden surge of confidence, “Now,” You watch him turning his body sideways, walking along the opposite side of the island towards you. He stays silent for a bit longer, letting you know that a question is coming; and that he wants answers to it. Copying your gesture, Sunwoo leans before you not even a metre and nothing separating you anymore. “Why's my girl misbehaving today, hm? Shouldn’t you be nice to the birthday boy?”

“You really want me to be ‘nice’?” You shake your head, finding the statement amusing, “You love it when I play with you like this. What's life without a bit of misbehaviour?”

The boy couldn’t even get a word out when you suddenly took a big step towards him. Your palms rest on the edge of the table, caging his figure. You purposely lean into his chest, eyelashes subtly fluttering underneath the still orange lamp from above. There was no longer a chance that Sunwoo could think straight anymore. Not with the way that just like before, you cradled the underside of his jawline.

However, your hold on him this time is different. It didn’t feel like you were going to pull him and have your kiss marks all over his skin like the way he would never refuse to when you asked. The confused lines between his eyebrows only deepen more when you just keep staring at him with a dazed look in his confused orbs but it’s then that he sees a glimmer of hope for the relationship that you both could share.

It may have been the light or it may have been the reflection of his own eyes or—and this is what he hopes—it’s the glimmer and stars in your eyes that you hold as you look at him at the moment. Sunwoo tries his best to understand your unspoken feelings but his train of thought is cut short when he registers the dollop of coolness on the left side of his jawline.

His breath hitches in his throat when your right hand hooks around his necklace and you latch your lips around the cream on his face. Your tongue swipes the food off his skin, alternating between kitten licks and long swipes. Your left-hand swipes the wall of the metal bowl behind him, trailing down a path that you would soon wipe clean. Sunwoo shudders, his light moan hitting your ear and his little whiny begs encourage you to keep going.

Your breath hitting his skin would normally rile him to put you in your place but all he could do with his lower back digging against the edge of the table is to clench his hands onto your mid-outer thighs to stabilise himself.

“God…” Sunwoo calls out when he opens his eyes to meet your daring ones. “You're so beautiful.”

“Enjoying this?” And he responds with a harsher grip, hands raising and starting to lift your skirt to your upper thighs.

The coolness of the cream, followed by your light alternations of sucking and kissing on his skin, and the way the air cools the area after is perfect and Sunwoo’s head tilts back in satisfaction.

Too bad you wouldn't let him because you finished trailing his jawline, stealing a kiss straight to his subtle, hungry lips. The taste of vanilla and the pressure of your lips makes his head light and the room seems like it's spinning. But now, it's his turn and you know it with the way he pushes you away with all the strength he has left in him. He bends down to wrap his arm around your mid-thigh that has crescents of his nail on your skin and he sits you on the countertop and slots himself between your knees.

Sunwoo’s eyes are darker than the night outside but it doesn't fear you at all. You're now the one caged between him but unlike Sunwoo, you knew you didn't have any strength to push him away—nor did you want to. You bite your lower lips when he starts tugging your left sleeve down your shoulder to have more area to work with.

“My turn, baby girl,” metal against marble is heard next to you and Sunwoo uses his pointer and middle fingers to scoop the sweet white.

A smirk comes up his face when you grow visibly weaker for him, your posture faltering underneath his dominating presence. Sunwoo held your chin between his thumb and ring finger and applied a thin layer between your open mouth.

“Take a deep breath for me.” And you did so almost immediately.

You soon found out that the deep breath is needed as Sunwoo not only takes your breath away by covering your mouth with his own but that he multitasks to smear the food all over your neck and collarbone area. Unlike you who preferred things to be more uniform and clean, Sunwoo loves how you squirm and whimper under him with multiple senses. His fingers traced the horizontal line of your collarbones first before he came up and around the side and front of your neck less uniformly; he’s getting impatient now. You soon found out that the skin he exposed earlier wasn’t so that he could have a reason to place his tongue there, he’s just hungry for more of you, wanting to feel every part of you, just like how his tongue pushes against yours.

You find his little huffs of annoyance endearing as he mumbles about how the lack of oxygen has him pulling away from him showing his love. In reality, it was just a few seconds, but every second without you felt like a lifetime to him. He cleans the last bit of cream on his pants and he finally detaches his lips from you.

Sunwoo straightens his posture, looming dominance over your wrecked mind and half-lidded eyes. A hanging weak string of saliva still connects you both in the air for a minute and his right hand wraps around your left forearm in place. You didn’t mind his sticky fingers that started to brush the strands of your hair from the top of your nape. It’s a lovely feeling from the adrenaline he gave you but he raises your heartbeat once more when he plays with the wind to your ears, “Tasting lovely, baby girl.”

Nothing else is said as his lips dive into the sweet trail that he made for himself. Your body reacts to the sudden warmth by pulling away, but his hold on your shoulder reminds you of your place to stay where you are. The same hand reaches to drip on his elbow for mind stabilisation but your free one pushes against the broad of his back. Your legs hook around the back of his thighs to feel him indefinitely closer. It seems like the boy has learnt quickly, especially when it’s from you because just like the way you made him see the stars on the ceiling, he made you see it but with more intensity and brightness.

Sunwoo loves unpredictability over anything, even though he appreciates how you value the opposite. One of the reasons he appreciates it is because he knows what to anticipate next whenever you both feel each other, and he loves the building climax. But you who is receiving his unpredictableness, can only curse him out whenever he tries something new on the body that he has come to be familiar of. The thrill of your groans and whines makes him feel in control and just like any other time, Sunwoo didn’t hesitate to plant something new on the curve of your neck. You sharply gasp at the way his teeth very lightly plunged into you but whimper louder at how he hallows his cheek on the area. From the corner of your eyes, you see the vein of his neck start to appear with his actions.

“You’re right.” He pulls away slightly to admire a part of him on you before diving again to properly clean your skin. “I do love you like this.”

Your lips are trembling in pleasure too much to string in proper words so you only whine to his acknowledgement. When one side of your neck is clean, he doesn’t bother keeping his touch to himself, briefly swiping anything that he can get on the way to the other side of your neck. Kim Sunwoo drives you crazy and your legs around his body tighten for another attempt to stabilise yourself.

Your jaw slacks when he bites again, this time just a tiny bit stronger as a response to your lower body. He lets you drop your head back, hand still on your nape so that he has control over the area he’s marking and maximises the pleasure that he can give. The tip of his tongue starts to alternate between the sucking and long stripes that you did to him. A satisfied chuckle hits a sensitive part around your collarbone area when Sunwoo feels his shirt further define his pectoral as you clench his fabric in your fist.

Ragged breaths along with a mixture of wet kisses are all that’s bouncing between the four walls. Flushed bodies and heated skin press against the two who are afraid to love again. You’re aware of his heart pounding against his chest, knocking on yours to let him in. The closer he travels down to your chest, you’re afraid that he will feel the pounding, afraid that your hidden desires may show through and be overwhelming for him. The meaning behind your clench changes in time that your skin is now littered with a different colour because of his actions. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, exhaling and stepping back to admire his work.

You do the same, chest raising rapidly to account for the lost air, taking advantage of the space now that he’s pulled away. Sunwoo couldn’t help the small chuckle at your pout and he wipes them away by granting you another kiss, palms resting on the edge of the table, trapping you once more. Your noses comically bumped into each other, still lightheaded from before but you enjoy the atmosphere that would always come along after the intensity you poured out to each other. Your legs relax between his figure and both your hands delicately cradle his cheeks.

The realisation strikes again: all you want is him.

Him and everything of him.

The thought of him kissing someone else churns your stomach and makes you green, even though he’s not yours. You didn’t want anyone else cupping his cheek the way you do, and you didn’t want to see anyone else next to you when you opened your eyelids to the song of the morning birds. You want to be greeted by his chest or hairline when he needed comfort the night before. You want his “I love you”s and “I’ll miss you”s even if one of you is just going to another room in the building. You want to be the person that he can always lean on for whatever and whenever. You want him to be the person that you can cry ugly to. The wishes filled your body as you wished he would kiss you like this forever with or without the title that you would love to establish.

You feel the clenching of your heart when you open your eyes with the final pull of the remnants of vanilla, greeted with the shimmering orbs that you’ve fallen in love with. Your eyes are stuck onto the smile lines around his face and he’s entranced with every single part of you, staring at you with the honey dripping from his eyes. The smile you offer him is bashful and slightly tense. Of course, he caught up to that, humming at the sight of your pretty head filled with worries. His thumb glazes upon the apple of your cheeks and you wish he didn’t just so that you could save yourself from heartbreak.

Kim Sunwoo makes you believe that love is worth it; that you’re worth it.

You wish you were more confident to tell him that.

Sunwoo leans his forehead onto yours, eyes planted on your downcasted gaze, “Hey, can I tell you what I wished for at the shooting stars?” but you only hum back, refusing to look at him, “Can you let me be the only person to touch, hold and kiss you like that?” There was a moment of silence as Sunwoo let you register his words. When it does click to you, your eyes shot up to his. A nervous chuckle is what he offers you but he doesn’t plan to take his words back, “It’s okay if you’re not ready. I’ll wait for you. But,” he swallows the anxiety down his throat, letting his face roam around your slightly confused face, “I can't stand the thought of someone else littering kisses all over you other than me.”

It’s genuine.

Kim Sunwoo’s eyes are different than any of the eyes that you once put your trust in.

It’s obvious.

“Jealous?” It was supposed to be more striking and playful but it turned out to be more tiring and insecure.

Again, he caught up to it and decided to carry on the narrative of your words with a careful tone, “You’d be fine with other girls running their tongues all over my face?”

The mention of your past actions started the multiple offences to his chest and the poor boy loves the flustered look on your face, complaints flying out of your mouth. In this moment when you both indulge in the comfortable relationship that you share, your posture relaxes and your hands rest on your laps. Shortly, Sunwoo joins his own there, fingers intertwining between yours and just like how he soothes the heaviness that you hold internally, his thumbs swipe across the back of your hand.

“If you do, I won’t let you off easily, Kim Sunwoo.”

You hope that he realises the real implication behind the words. Sunwoo’s brain buffered a little bit but soon enough, the straight line shape of his lips raised into something more. Along with it, his naturally mischievous personality also raised his eyebrows. “That’s my girl.”

You couldn’t help the giggle at how his face flush red after, bashful at the effect you had on him. Your fingers brush along the ends of his hair that seems to get in the way of his eyes.

“You should cut them or something.”

“I look hot like this though.”

“You always look hot.”

And there comes little shy Kim Sunwoo once more.

“I-Instead of flirting with me, why don't you grant my other wish instead?”

“Oh yeah?” You lean back on the table, hands behind you for support, “I granted you your wish, shouldn’t you grant mine first before you ask for another one?”

“How about I grant them both at the same time?”

“You don’t even know what I want.”

True.

As much as Kim Sunwoo has been paying attention to you, you’ve always been the girl to never fully express what they want despite the encouragement from your loved ones that they will always stand beside you no matter what. An idea brews in his head when you lean back and he catches the glimpse of the white rays shooting out from the sky behind you. You know with the way that his tongue swipes along his bottom lip, mouth slightly agape that he’s up to no good.

His hand leaves the marble you’re on, drawing closer to the side of your thigh to your waist. Innocently, he displays his big, round eyes to you and his actions contradict them heavily. A few of his fingers slip past not only the waistband of your skirt but also the fabric underneath it. You thought he would stop his ministrations there but his other hand traces the same path on the other side of your body, this time however even though his hand did not go under the underband, the clip behind clicks open.

“You can’t wish for anything until I show you the stars.”

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enchantedchocolatebars · 1 year ago

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Gorillaz Teacher! AU Headcanons

🍎 Original headcanons ✏️

🏫 Ao3 version 🎒

Murdoc:

• Wait, how did he even get this job and why hasn't he been fired yet?

• Teaching is honestly just a shitty day job for him. Once he earns enough, he's quitting to become a famous rock star with his own band! He could see it now: fame, glory, girls. It sounds like a dream come true. But until he had the money to make that dream a reality, he was stuck as the school's social studies teacher.

• When he quits his job as an "educator", it's going to be very similar to the fuck you scene from the movie "Half Baked".

• He is disliked by the students in all of his classes.

• He has a habit of arriving 30 minutes late to class. Sometimes he'll show up completely sober, while other times he'll show up drunk.

• The pickle has WAY too many political views that he refuses to keep to himself.

• If Murdoc falls asleep at his desk, one of the kids might try to either draw a dick on his forehead and take a picture of it, or they might try to put a 'kick me' sign on his back. But they have to be EXTRA careful or they might wake up the grumpy goblin!

• If he does wake up, he'll be extremely mad and end up giving the whole class a pop quiz first thing tomorrow morning.

• He finds grading papers to be too difficult, so he doesn't bother doing it.

• The only time Murdoc actually teaches his class something about social studies is when the principal or some other important staff member walks into the room to see what's going on. Once they're gone, he goes straight back to sleep.

• He believes that Stuart Pot, the new music teacher at school, is an idiot. He decides to give him the nickname '2D' because he feels that the man is too dense. Murdoc has walked by Stuart's classroom a couple of times before and has overheard him and his students singing while he plays the piano. To hear more, he would usually place his ear against the door. He had to admit that the guy had some really nice vocals. Plus, he's tall, pretty, has blue hair, and both eyes! Murdoc makes a mental note to remember to make that Stu-Pot guy the front man of his future band once he gets the money he wants and decides to quit.

• Murdoc only tries to 'befriend" 2D because he's a music teacher and also because he wants him to be his future front man.

• When he learns that the teacher of the class with the highest test scores will receive a large bonus pay, he decides to change his style of "teaching", forcing the students in his class to study intensely for the upcoming test. However, the kids end up getting low scores.

• He has been embezzling money from the 9th grade bake sale.

2D/Stuart Pot:

• He is the new music teacher!

• He quickly becomes well-liked by students and co-workers.

• Stuart is a nice teacher who carries himself off as a goofy professional who knows what he's doing.

• Believes that every one of his students will become a great musician one day.

• At times, he enjoys teaching while music plays in the background.

• He may accidentally give students test answers when they ask for clarification on a question

• He will write original songs for his class to perform.

• Has an after-school club where he teaches students how to play piano, keyboards, and melodica.

• I can imagine him being an actual teacher in real life.

• Stuart is a bit terrified of Murdoc because one time, when the two were on lunch duty together, Murdoc was explaining to him a dream that he had last night where he launched his car through a music shop that Stu-Pot was apparently working at and had knocked one of his eyes out! “ Oh, uh, o-okay… W-Well, it’s a good thing you aren’t actually going to run me over with a real car, right?…RIGHT?!”

Noodle:

• She has a full real name, but prefers to be referred to as Noodle, which was a nickname she received in her childhood.

• The children generally call her Ms. Noodle.

• She's the teaching assistant for Stuart's class!

• She's kind because she helps everyone in the class who needs it, even the spoiled kids.

• She's in charge of the guitar club after-school!

• She really likes the guitar club since it provides a safe and fun environment for students to come together and enjoy music.

• She's a master at playing acoustic guitar and ukulele!

• You'll most likely find her in the teacher's lounge playing on her pink handheld game player while drinking tea and munching on the candy and snacks that they have in there.

• The teacher's lounge is her favorite room to be in for obvious reasons.

Russel:

• He's a no-nonsense math teacher who will joke around with his students from time to time, but then gets very serious with them when it comes to their grades.

• Mr. Hobbs is skilled at making math fun with a capital F!

• They didn’t do so well on a test? Not a problem! Russel will happily allow a student to retake it, as long as they go home and study.

• He will greet each student by their name when they enter his class.

• Russel has a general concern for his students and desires the best for all of them.

• His students can count on him being genuine

• Will bring treats for the class if they did really well on a quiz or test!

• Allows his students to use their phones once they have finished all their work.

• When his students throw him a surprise party in the classroom on his birthday, he breaks down in happy tears.

• Murdoc's classroom is situated across the hall from his own.

• Russel doesn't know why, but he feels that Mr. Niccals is teaching for all the wrong reasons.

• He really doesn't think Murdoc should be teaching teenagers, or really anyone. Russel couldn't think of anyone less qualified to be a teacher.

• Whenever he's in the teacher's lounge, he likes socializing with other teachers like 2D or Noodle, but never with Murdoc. Russel tries to avoid him.

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Love is Not Over

Love Is Not Over

✏️Taehyung x OFC ✏️Friends to Lover AU 🛑 Rated 18+ 📖WC: 2289 ⚠️Mentally abusive and controlling ex, stalking, mention of anxiety cheating, COVID, drinking, drunk hookup, masturbation, oral, accidental marriage, accidental pregnancy⚠️

Mae always wanted to go to South Korea and visit all the places her Aunt and Uncle used to tell her stories about. So after catching her fiancè cheating, she did just that. Her two month trip turned into a permanent stay thanks to covid lockdown. A friendly neighbor turned best friend, who just so happened to be part of the biggest music group in the world. A drunken night that changed her life forever.

Chapter 8

“Are you sure you don’t want to go out with us tonight, Mae?” Veronica asked as Mae helped zip her dress.

“Yes, I’m sure. I’m just not really feeling it tonight.” Mae replied, stepping back.

Tonight was the group's last night in Jeju. They guys were leaving the next afternoon, followed by the girls that evening. The week went by pretty quickly for the eight of them. For the most part, they kept the same schedule the women were planning on using, but some of the locations required them to be a little more discreet. The women had fun coming up with ways to keep them hidden whenever it was needed.

At one point, Mae even pushed Taehyung into some bushes when a group of people started walking their way. He wasn’t too happy about it, but she found it hilarious. He’d gotten his revenge later by pushing her into the pool with her clothes on when they got back to the house.

She then stole his blanket and pillows from the couch. Which ended up backfiring on her when, instead of retaliating, he simply just went to her bed and slept. Mae, too exhausted from the day, just curled up and fell asleep on the other side. Sleeping in the same bed wasn’t as bad as she thought it would be. Mae took the pillows he was using on the couch and made a divider. She was a snuggler and figured it would save her some embarrassment in the morning.

“I left you an outfit on your bed just in case you change your mind.” Veronica said, looking at herself one last time in the mirror.

“Ronnie, that's a sports bra!” Mae exited the bathroom and yelled once she saw the outfit on her bed. Veronica came to ask for her help while she was getting out of the shower, so she hadn’t gotten a chance to look at it before.

“The pants are high-waisted so you won't be showing too much.” Veronica said, rolling her eyes. “Besides there’s a jacket too, just in case you want more coverage.”

“Why are you always trying to get me to wear so little?”

“Because I’m trying to make you more comfortable with your body. Mae, you're a gorgeous woman with an amazing body. There’s no shame in showing it off.”

Mae chuckled and followed Veronica out of her room. “It feels like you are trying to get me naked.”

“Sweety, I’m not the one who’s trying to get you naked.” She nodded her head toward Taehyung.

Mae shook her head before going over to the group that were getting their shoes on.

“You’re going to call one of us if you change your mind, right?” Jimin asked. “I don’t want you walking there by yourself.”

“Yes, Jimin. I promise I’ll call. Let me know when you guys are heading back.”

Mae said her goodbyes to the group and locked the door behind them. Her plan for the night was to relax. It was a nice night out, so she grabbed snacks, a bottle of wine, and a glass before going to the backyard and putting her feet in the pool.

The sound of the ocean and the gentle breeze coming off of it relaxed her while she laid back on the still warm concrete that surrounded the pool. The sky was clear and she stared at the stars shining brightly above her.

She was going to miss Jeju. It was nice being away from the city and able to enjoy nature again. The last time she’d gotten away from the city was three years ago, when she came here on her own.

Mae didn’t know how long she sat out there, but once her thoughts started turning toward Tyler, she decided it was a good time to get up. She needed to get her phone anyway, she left it in her room charging. So she grabbed the empty bottle and went to get a new one.

With a new bottle in hand, Mae went to retrieve her phone from the table by her bed.

“Son of a bitch!” Mae yelled, when she saw Taehyung coming out of the bathroom with only a towel around his waist.

“My eyes are up here, Mae.” Taehyung smiled at the woman whose eyes were currently traveling his body. “You’re lucky that landed on the rug.”

“What?”

“The wine, Mae.” Taehyung chuckled, pointing at the bottle.

Mae blinked a couple of times and shook her head to clear her mind. “Oh, oh shit. I didn’t even realize I dropped it.” she said, picking it up. “Why are you here anyways?”

“Our waitress spilled my drink on me. Didn’t you get Kimberleigh’s text that I was coming back to change?” he asked, crossing the room to get clean clothes from his suitcase.

“Oh, would you look at that, a text from Leigh.” Mae kept her eyes on the phone as she quickly left the room and grabbed a different bottle before going back to the pool.

This time it was a little more difficult to concentrate on the nature around her. Her mind was filled with images of Kim Taehyung freshly showered and in his towel. She quickly downed the glass she’d just poured, trying to control the feeling in her lady bits. Maybe it was the wine, maybe it was the fact that he was only wearing a piece of cloth that could easily come undone, revealing every inch of him that she’d never seen outside of her dreams.

She wasn’t sure what it was, but it was surely going to get her in trouble. Her body never had this strong of a reaction to anyone before.

“So this is where you ran off too?” Taehyung asked, sitting beside her.

“You aren’t going back?”

“Nope, I figured I would hang out with you. You seemed pretty out of it today.”

Mae scrunched up her face and looked at him. Thanking her lucky stars that he was fully dressed this time. “I have?”

“Yes, you have. Now, are you going to tell me what’s wrong or am I going to have to keep trying to figure it out myself?”

Mae let out a breath, stretched her arms behind her and looked at the ocean. “Today was supposed to be my three year wedding anniversary.” she admitted.

“Well that’s not what I thought you were going to say.”

“What did you think I was going to say?” Mae laughed.

“I don’t know, I just didn’t expect for you to tell me something so serious.”

“Well, you’re the only one here who realized something was wrong so I figured I’d at least tell you the truth.” Mae shrugged.

“I don’t know much about what happened, so I’m going to ask, are you sad the wedding didn’t happen?”

“I wouldn’t say I’m sad. Am I upset? Yes. But truthfully, I don’t know if I’m more upset with the fact that it’s been three years and Tyler still has this strange hold on me or if it’s because I won't let myself be free.”

“Well, I do know one thing.” Taehyung said, standing up. “Sitting here alone in your own thoughts isn’t going to make you feel any better.”

“What?” Mae asked, looking at his hand that was reaching out for her.

“Come on, we are going to get dressed and go out.”

“Tae, I’m not in the mood to be around a lot of people and noise.”

“It won't be loud and noisy. I promise.”

“Fine,” Mae whined and grabbed his hand.

“If you find it too loud or there’s too many people we can always leave.”

The two of them went inside to get ready. Mae grabbed the outfit that Veronica left on her bed and went to the bathroom to change while Taehyung quickly changed in the bedroom.

Thirty minutes later they were out the door and walking toward the streets full of people enjoying their night.

“Aren’t you two a beautiful couple. Why don’t you come in and we’ll take care of you.” Mae heard a woman say while she was looking at her phone, texting D to let the group know where they were.

“No, thank you.” Taehyung said, getting Mae’s attention when he grabbed her arm and pulled her away.

“What was that about?” Mae asked, looking behind them.

“She was trying to get us to go in and get married.”

“What? They have those places here?”

“Yes.” Taehyung laughed. “Did you let them know we weren’t home?”

“Yes, I just…they are such pains in my ass.” Mae laughed looking at the message on her phone.

“Why? what does it say?”

Taehyung laughed when he looked at Mae’s phone and in all caps were the words “GET YOU SOME!!!!” immediately followed by “We’ll stay as long as it takes. Just text us when it’s safe.”

Taehyung led Mae to a jazz club at the end of the block. He was right, it wasn’t too crowded and the music was low enough that you could easily have a conversation without having to shout over it.

The owner came out to greet Taehyung, he’d called him while Mae was getting ready, and took them to a private corner of the club so that they wouldn’t be disturbed.

“This place is beautiful.” Mae said, looking around as the waitress put their drinks on the table.

“It’s one of my favorite places to come when I’m on the island.”

“I can see why.” Mae said before taking a drink. “It suits you well.”

“You don’t mind the music?”

“No, not at all. I like all kinds of music. Well, except for classical, it leaves a bad taste in my mouth.”

Taehyung laughed when Mae’s face scrunched up in disgust. “How could you hate classical music?”

“Tyler used to play it around the house nonstop. I didn’t mind it while we were together but after everything that happened, it makes me want to vomit every time I hear it.”

“Mae, if you don’t mind me asking what happened between the two of you?”

“The cliffnotes?”

“Sure.”

“He was a controlling, cheating, asshole that I blindly dropped everything for. Because of him, I don’t know if I believe in love anymore.”

“Love’s not over for you, Mae. You’ll find it again I promise.”

“I hope you’re right, Tae. As much as I hate to admit it, the past three years have been lonely as hell.” Mae said truthfully.

The two of them spent the next couple of hours drinking and chatting. Taehyung even convinced her to dance a few times. For the first time in three years, Mae completely let her guard down. She opened up to Taehyung and let herself have fun without worry.

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The next morning. Mae stood under the warm shower, letting the water run over her as it soothed her aching body and washed away the smell of sweat and alcohol from the night before. She didn’t know how they got back to the house last night. Hell, she barely remembered leaving the club.

She placed her forehead against the shower wall trying to remember anything. The only thing that kept coming to mind was her dream:

Taehyung’s lips on hers as they drunkenly stumbled through the patio doors that led to their room. The giggles they both let out when they accidentally fell on the bed. The want and need coming off of them as their bodies molded together. The feeling of Taehyung’s fingers touching her bare torso. The moans and pleas that left her as she laid under him and rubbed herself against his thigh that was between her legs. It all felt so real.

Mae gasped, not realizing she’d started touching herself while she thought about him. She could still feel him nibbling and sucking on her neck. She could still feel his breath on her as they both started to lose what little self control they had.

The feeling of arousal became too much. She imagined his fingers massaging her swollen clit and sending her over the edge. She placed her free hand over her mouth to muffle herself as she moaned out his name.

Mae’s legs shook under her as she got herself dried off and dressed before grabbing her phone and joining the rest of her friends outside.

“Look who finally woke up!” Veronica said from the pool.

“Please stop shouting.” Mae groaned and stepped out onto the patio while trying to power on her phone that drunk her forgot to plug in.

“Did you have fun last night?” D asked when Mae stopped to stand poolside.

“From what I remember, yes.”

“Jesus, how drunk did you two get? I came downstairs this morning and Tae was passed out fully clothed on the floor by the couch.”

“I woke up at about three to them laughing and talking outside.” Jimin said from the steps that lead to the beach. “I couldn’t understand anything they were saying though.”

“Heads up!” Jungkook yelled from the beach.

Jungkook tossed the frisbee they’d been using in the pool toward Jimin. But his aim was off and it hit Mae in the head causing her to drop her phone that had finally powered on.

“I am so sorry, Mae.” Jungkook said, running up the stairs.

Veronica handed Mae her phone that had bounced off the concrete and landed in the pool.

“It’s ok, Jungkook.” she said, looking at the cracked screen of the now very dead phone. “It was an accident. I was due for a new phone, anyways. I’ll just get one in the morning. I won’t need it for the rest of the day and it’ll be easier to replace in Seoul.”

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