#.⛓️ `` — confessions.

[sinful-lanterns]

CW: Sugar mommy relationship, mentions of alcohol

Thinking about Chelsea opening up a secret “Sugar Mommy Club” at the Bureau, where the MILF-like women in PTN all gather to discuss how they spoil their babygirls and show them off like trophies to one another (and perhaps trade their sugar babies around so they could share too)

Oh to be that one sugar baby that is commonly passed around by all the MILF women. Just clinging to their sides and looking all pretty and nonchalant, all the while they fondle your breasts under your dress and kiss you until all you can taste is the dry champagne they’ve been drinking on their tongue. You’re definitely their favorite sugar baby out of the bunch, so reactive to their touches, and so cute when you sit on their laps so they could feel your pussy needily dripping on their thighs. Just begging to be stuffed full with their fingers and their straps until your sweet whines fill the dark room and drown out the record player brought by Shalom…

I want to be passed around and unraveled like the parcel game.

[raccoonstims]

rotten miku cosplay

[yttconfess]

confession 2: Alice route > Reko route. It's just so. I'm. It's so. It's. It. He's. He's so character. The guy indeed. (Not to say Reko isn't also great I love women who r both cool but also kinda dweebs). But. . Alice. I hope he gets to kill Midori again and then run off into the sunset of definitely not dying in the third game. He's immortal now. Ty. Signed, Alice Anon ⛓

[regretevatorians]

Wallter is a beautiful ballerina

Yes

[cannibalfath3r]

Why be a transgroomer, father? Whats the diffrence to it being trans people? How do you even manadge to make somone act like you say they do is that even grooming anymore /genq

Because I like grooming little boys into being little girls, making them think they are so safe and loved and forcing them so do icky yucky things that are way too mature for them.

[fictionkinfessions]

I felt very famous for the brief moment that Stuart and I's Olive Garden outing was pinned. Thanks MPC. Telepathically sending you a breadstick. ♥ #⛓️🥃

I'm so thrilled to have been part of Gorillaz history, Murdoc friend! Thank you for the bread sticks and important update! May all your Quests be as successful!!

Mod party cat!

[father-cassian]

Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.

I am tempted to turn against Christ's example to live a life of service. I am prideful, Father. Rather than obeying and being humble like I should, I want others to obey me, to humble themselves before me. And the more pure and holy the person, the more intense this temptation becomes.

Our Lord so loved us that he endured torture and humiliation for us. Is it truly so wrong to yearn to shape others in the image of Christ?

Am I unforgivable, Father? These feelings are so intense, I worry I'll lose control...

-⛓️

Pride is a sin, as is all others--it is not an unforgivable one.

You ask if it is wrong to "yearn to shape others in the image of Christ." Is that not what the Lord calls us to do? Those who do not believe, or who exist in sin and are damning themselves to Hell do not deserve to be left behind; we must guide them toward salvation and show them God's love.

I have faith that you will not lose control. Even if you do, perhaps it is not irredeemable.

[animeyanderelover]

Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsession, clinginess, delusional behavior, mentions of abduction, torture, death

Tags: @jamayah @chxxz @shenryu-sama @leveyani @maggiequinn59 @hyakki-yosai

Darling is possessed

Kurapika Kurta

⛓️​Kurapika has already proven himself to be an individual whose feelings burn so strongly that he'd travel to hell itself to accomplish his objective. Your sudden disappearance is a trigger, a disturbance that jolts at his composure and ends in overflowing agitation and fear. His eyes are burning red every time the thought of your crosses his mind, flames that have never been extinguished rising to new heights as he dwells in thoughts of you. No matter how much time passes though, Kurapika has never stopped searching for you. Through thunder, rain and storms he has continued his search for you, travels far and wide in hopes of finding any clues of your mysterious disappearance. A part of his mind believes the Phantom Troupe to be at fault as they're out to target him to avenge their dead members as well as what he has done to Chrollo. After all only a few individuals are capable of stealing you away from him as Kurapika is an overly cautious individual when it involves your safety. He loses control of his emotions as time passes without finding you, his soul filled with grief, longing and the wish to extract revenge on whoever is responsible for your abduction.

⛓️​When the two of you finally reunite he finds no comfort in it though. Instead his heart is torn to bloody pieces as he has to find out that the person inhabiting your body is no longer you but a stranger who takes glee in his pain as they reveal to him what they have done already whilst in your body. Hot wrath courses through his veins as he listens, his eyes glowing in an eery red as he hears what they have forced you to do. Unable to hurt them as they are in your body he finds another method to restrain them before he starts interrogating them, using his Dowsing Chain to reveal any lie within their words. However, it is nothing short of heart-wrenching to stand in front of you whilst knowing that it is no longer you in there. He doesn't want to believe their taunts when they tell him that you are no longer in there, their malicious grin on your face making you feel nauseous as his emotions tremble within him and tears start filling his eyes. At one point he yells at them to shut up, tears escaping him as he squeezes his eyes as if to block their words. He considers stealing their ability in hopes of bringing you back but as long as he doesn't know what exactly will happen to you, he'll wait.

Illumi Zoldyck

🤎​The day you vanish into thin air goes down as a day that puts shame on the family name. The greatest assassin family, unable to find one simple person. A shameful burden that tends to humiliate the Zoldyck family to this day as there has never been a case of such utter defeat and cluelessness in their history. Illumi knows already that you could have never done such a feat by yourself as there has to be someone who abducted you yet he has no time to acknowledge the talent of whoever took you. How can he when it is his darling that was taken away from him after all? His Nen rolls through every room of the mansion in thick and dreadful waves as soon as the news have been confessed to him. The butlers who were responsible for your supervision are murdered before they can even attempt to defend themselves, needles piercing their brains before they can even finish their sentence. Driven by his obsession and his duty to cleanse his family name of such humiliation, Illumi finds himself dedicating the following years searching for you. The pile of people he kills during that time grows from year to year as an unfamiliar feeling of restlessness starts to take over as he is unable to find anything.

🤎​He's able to overpower you when you attack him though it isn't as easy as a feat as it should have been. From the very first attack of yours Illumi already recognises that there is something wrong with you as you would have never been able to move your body in such sneaky and deadly ways. Knowing that there is someone else in your body he drags you to the torture chambers and chains your body up, staying in front of you for hours until your eyes flutter open but someone else stares at him. Much less prone to caving in, Illumi actually hurts your body as he interrogates whoever is inside of you. Broken bones will heal after all and if they should decide to withhold the knowledge that he desires he will simply use his needles on them to get the information that he needs out of them. Even after he has attained everything that he needs he lets you stay chained up with a needle within your neck to keep your body from doing what they want. As prideful of his family as he is, Illumi realises that he requires skills that none of his other family members besides maybe Alluka possess and so he finds himself seeking out a powerful exorcist to assist him in bringing you back and erasing whoever did this to you.

Pokkle

🏹​His composure doesn't last long before he crumbles as the weight of your disappearance sickers through the thick layers of shock and denial and hits him straight through his heart. You were the center of Pokkle's world and taking that away from him leaves him stumbling around blindly as the ground beneath his feet seems to disappear and dizziness just takes over. He spends hours searching every nook and cranny for you with a blurry vision due to all the tears streaming down his face as if desperately holding onto the hope that he'll find you sitting somewhere, clinging to that delusion until there's nothing to hold on to anymore and he crashes into the bottom of despair. His life from that day on seems to be just a colourless blur of loneliness, guilt and agony as he cannot perceive joy in things around him anymore if he doesn't have you to share them with. Instead he dedicates every waking hour of his day from now on to searching for you. The sheer stress and strain he puts on himself greatly affects his physical and mental well-being. He grows downright unstable as he starts threatening random people, dark bags under his eyes as his nights are only filled with nightmares of your forver disappearance.

🏹​He doesn't defend himself, his bow and arrow vanishing the moment his tired eyes focus and give him a clear sight of his attacker. With no resistance from his side he gets hurt quite a bit but no bleeding wound compares to his bleeding heart in that moment. The look in your eyes doesn't belong to you, inflicting so much more pain on him then any knife you could plunge into his flesh. Ultimately the only thing he is able to do is use his own body to restrain your form, clinging to you tightly and restricting your movements as he cries and sobs for you to stop, to come back to him. For someone as malnourished and tired as he is the amount of strengh he still possesses is more than just surprising, his grip on you so tight that all of his muscles are trembling. Pokkle refuses to listen to the words spoken from the stranger in your voice, doesn't want to acknowledge the fact that you might be gone forever with your body ruled by someone else. He can't accept that, especially after all the years he has spent searching for you. He'd simply cease to exist if you would be gone forever as death would be more welcoming than living with the knowledge that his failure to protect you led to this.

Chrollo Lucilfer

📖​Chrollo's rage is much more silent and predatory, a hint of doom that slowly and gradually fills the room until every breath tastes like the promise of death and chaos and fills the lungs of everyone within vacinity with poison. Chrollo already plans the gruesome death of the person who stole his greatest treasure from him but as of now he has no time to spend his time daydreaming about his revenge. He needs to find you before that and only then can he indulge in the pleasure of slowly tearing the culprit apart. Every member of the Phantom Troupe starts searching for you as they split up in small groups and search for you across multiple regions All coups and grand plans to steal other treasure are forgotten as for Chrollo there is only one treasure he truly desires and needs in his life. Amidst all that thick rage beneath the calm surface he isn't above acknowledging that whoever stole you away from him possesses an extraordinary talent for there are only few people who would be able to pull such a heist through without him noticing. He might even start dwelling on the question of where his own limits lie so that he can analyse the limits of his own capacities and find other solutions to keep you.

📖​It's relatively easy for Chrollo to restrain you due to the abundance of stolen Nen abilities that he has within his book, black eyes gazing coldly at your body. It is quite diabolical of the person who is possessing you to use your own body and a part of him would almost like to admire it. Yet it is your body that they had to use for their little plan and it is this that leads Chrollo to calmly promise them that he shall strive to find the most creative and excruciating methods to end their life ever so slowly. He gathers the entire troupe soon after he has found you and informs them of the situation as well as the information he has already been able to get out of the one stuck in your body. The situation is far more complicated than even he could have imagined as the solution doesn't just simply lie in stealing their Nen ability. Other factors are required if he wishes to have your own soul return to your body and he needs to require those specific skills before he can continue with his plan. More time needs to be invested but he is willing to treat patience as his virtue as it'll allow him eventually to have you back in his arms and to compose a beautiful symphony of pain for the one responsible for all of this.

Feitan Portor

☠️​The quietness that Feitan initially exhibits when he notices your absence for the first time is downright unnerving as it feels like the rumored calm before the storm. His hoarse voice utters your name warningly, his eyes analysing his surroundings. If you should merely try to mess with him he is giving you once chance to return and beg for him to find it even just a quarter as amusing as you might have thought it to be. Once he has assessed that you are indeed gone his Nen starts slipping out as even the air seems to shiver in fear. From all the problems you have given him already this is indeed your magnum opus of threatening to push him over the edge. Your disappearance should by all accounts be a relief to him as it means that he has to deal no more with you yet your absence leaves a hole behind that he finds hard to fill as the hollowness seemingly drives him insane. He swears that as soon as he has found you and dismembered whoever is responsible for your sudden disappearance he will have you on a literal leash so that he will always have you within his vision. The torture he inflicts on people in search for you leaves him with more impatience and frustration behind than before.

☠️​Broken bones will heal with the right treatment. Feitan knows how the human body works, how to break it efficiently without killing someone. So when you attack him he has no trouble swiftly breaking your bones, disabling you to walk or use your arms freely. It is made so much easier because he senses that there is someone within you who doesn't belong in there. He drags your broken body away, chains you up and makes sure that you aren't able to move even an inch and attempt to do anything before he drags a chair in front of you and starts interrogating the person currently inhabiting the body that belongs to you since you belong to him. If whoever took control of your body was hoping that he wouldn't hurt them, they are sorely mistaken. In fact Feitan inflicts a lot of wounds on them whenever they don't answer a question of his or try to outsmart him. There are lots of bones that he can break and lots of nails he can rip out after all without damaging your body permanently. He very much doesn't care about any grand explanations of plans and revenge. He only cares about how he can get you back and how he can give the body snatcher a long and gruesome death.

Kite

🤡​Your disappearance is all the more shocking for Kite because it was so utterly unexpected. Your relationship with him has always been stable and healthy even despite his slightly more obsessive and protective tendencies. He can't recall any signs he noticed within your behavior that would lead to the conclusion that you left him on your own. With that possibility out of the way the only conclusion that Kite finds himself left with is that someone has taken you forcefully out of the picture and it is this idea that is quite unnerving in its own aspects. He spends weeks researching and pondering if there is someone who holds a grudge against him and who might have taken you to use you as his weak spot only to be left with nothing by the end of it. Deep down there is a silent hysteria that starts forming a knot within his stomach but Kite forces himself to remain calm as he understands that letting panic take control over his senses would only lead to eratic behavior and sporatic decisions that might leave more harm than good. The agony follows him closely though as it glues itself to his body like a second skin he is unable to shake off as he isolates himself more and more.

🤡​He dodges all of your attacks skillfully, his brain quickly going through an analysis before he arrives at one conclusion that has his heart dropping into his stomach. That the person standing in front of him isn't you. As soon as he has arrived at that conclusion he decides that it is wisest to restrain your body for now and keep you from attacking him or anyone else. On the surface he appears cold-hearted and uncaring, his touches purposefully rougher to hold up the impression that he holds no attachment or horror. Apparently his face isn't convincing enough as you start laughing in an unpleasant way that has goosebumps appearing on his skin, the short shock coursing through his body reaction enough for the body snatcher to deduct that he is only trying to bluff right now. Kite may try to hide it as much as he wants to but the truth is that the sight of your body occupied by someone else shakes him greatly to his core. There will be no harm caused to your body even if there is another mind in control of it simply because he loves you too much to ever hurt you. He will have to come up with another solution if he wishes to get any answers out of the stranger than his empty threats.

Meruem

👑​The entire palace falls into chaos the moment your absence is made apparently obvious. Everyone within the walls feels the king's rage, the feeling so unspeakably terrifying that those who get too close to him seem to age rapidly out of terror before they are mercilessly beheaded. Meruem goes on a carnage within his kingdom as he kills every human and foot soldier that crosses his path without any great consideration. They are of no use to him after all as every single one of them failed to keep an eye on you. His three Royal Servants are almost made a victim of his killing spree as well as they too failed in protecting you but surprisingly enough it is Komugi who advices him to keep them alive as she knows that they are more loyal than anyone else to him and will surely assist him in finding you. Especially Shaiapouf's ability proves to be useful as he hypnotises entire villages and transforms them into new replacable foot soldiers who assist in the search for you. Every single day that passes without any information about your current whereabouts is another day Meruem ends up slaughtering someone and each day the number grows as his rage becomes harder to contain.

👑​His Royal Servants restrict you long before you even reach their King and if it wouldn't have been for the terrifying spike within his aura they might have caused you serious harm or might have even killed you as their only duty installed into them from the moment of their birth is to protect Meruem. Instead you are only tightly restricted and locked away, or at least your body is. To everyone of them it is obvious that the person in control of you is someone else, a Nen ability which has allowed someone else to possess you and control you freely. The willpower of that strange mind to not falter within his presence is not something that Meruem intends to respect and admire though as they have unfortunately chosen the wrong person to approach him. They chose you, his darling and that is a mistake that can only be paid with one's worthless life. If we are going with the concept that the Nen user has indeed implanted their brain within you it is quite likely that Meruem intends to get rid of them once and for all by consuming their brain and nurturing his own power after he has found a way to bring you back unharmed.

Shaiapouf

🎻​Shaiapouf's rage is nothing short of ugly. Already once has he suffered a great loss due to humans and now it seems that cycle repeats itself. The wrath that emits from him is potent, terrifying enough to gray hair rapidly or even cause someone's heart to stop altogether. Entire villages are victims of his rage as he searches high and low for his darling. Some humans, those he deems to have some mild worth, he spins inside cocoons so that they may serve as foot soldiers to distract the hunters coming after him or assist him in his search to find you. All of his emotions only exist within a negative rage and always on the extremes as he is constantly going back and forth between enough rage to want to destroy the entire human race and an indescribable grief that has him crying and shedding tears for days. Shaiapouf has prided himself on his ability to serve his majesty since the moment he hatched yet here is is, failing a second time to protect the very person he has chosen to give his services to. What does that say about him? Is he simply doomed to fail at the one thing he was created for? He goes through multiple existential cricises and each one leaves him more unhinged than before.

🎻​He uses his Spiritual Message the moment he spots you, instantly sensing that the person using your body isn't you. The will of the person within you isn't as easily suppressed as he expected though which forces him to restrict them tightly yet not enough to inflict any harm until his scales have their effect and hypnotise you. As soon as he is sure that you won't disappear he allows himself a mental breakdown where he lays waste on his surroundings as wailing sorrow and searing rage clash within him. The thought that someone has taken control of your body is almost too much for the devoted servant who by now can only cling to a sliver of what was once his actual composure as his own confidence has been shattered and stomped on ruthlessly so that nearly nothing is left anymore. Once he has gained a semblance of composure he returns to your side, his mind already switching to analysing the situation. The bloodlust Shaiapouf feels is almost tangible as soon as the body snatcher talks to him though, daring to use your voice. Still, he cannot afford to fail a second time. He needs an ability to extract their Nen and bring you back, an exorcist which he can transform into a loyal slave.

[sinful-lanterns]

If you follow my other two blogs, you would know that I created tierlists on whether or not the Genshin/HSR women passed NNN, and I ofc had to make one for the PTN women as well! Here are the results of the PTN women after NNN:

Unfortunately my friends didn’t help out with this one as it was getting kinda late, but I hope the results were satisfactory enough for them to see!

[self-shipping-doll13]

💜 Dark/Villain/Criminal Self-Ship Asks

For those with evil, morally questionable f/o’s anyone with darker self-ships. Warning for suggestion of occasionally toxic dynamics.

🖤 - What is a twisted, secret act of love you and your F/O share that only the two of you would understand?

🩸 - Has your F/O ever marked you in a way that felt like a bond, even if others might see it as dangerous or unhinged?

🔪 - Has your F/O ever protected you in a way that was violent or ruthless, but it made you feel deeply cherished? Do they kill or intimidate others for you?

🕷️ - Does your F/O bug your clothing, house or vehicle? Would they ensure you’re well monitored? Do they do it out of protection or obsession?

🕸️ - Does your F/O trap you in their world, or do you willingly crawl into their web?

🥀 - Has your F/O ever “tested” your loyalty in a way that felt dangerous or thrilling? How did you prove yourself to them?

🎭 - Does your F/O hide their true self from others? How does it feel knowing the side of them no one else does?

🌙 - What’s the darkest secret you and your F/O share that bonds you, even if it would horrify anyone else? How did they confess this secret?

👻 - Does your F/O enjoy toying with your fear, knowing it brings you closer to them?

🪓 - Does your F/O ever fear losing control around you? How do you reassure them? Or do you like the chaos?

🦂 - Has your F/O ever lied to you for your own safety or to manipulate your feelings, and how did it change your relationship?

⛓️ - If your F/O could keep you by their side forever through unconventional means, (being immortal via soul pact, vampirism, science) would you let them?

💣 - Would your F/O ever involve you in their criminal or villainous schemes, willingly or not? How would it bond you? Would it be fun or sickening? Other?

🗡️ - Is there a dark or forbidden fantasy your F/O has indulged for you? How did they react to you telling them about it?

🧲 - Has your F/O ever manipulated a situation to keep you close? How do you feel knowing they did it?

🔗 - Does your F/O see you as their weakness, their strength, or both? How does that shape your connection?

🎁 - Has your F/O ever gifted you something darkly romantic, like a token from their crimes or a memento from a fallen enemy?

🕯️- Has your F/O ever orchestrated a chillingly intimate moment, a declaration of love in a tense setting, like an illicit deal or crime scene?

🔥 - Does your F/O have any dangerous habits they’ve pulled you into, and how does it make you feel?

📜 - Does your F/O have a code or rule they live by? How does it affect the way they treat you? Do they have any rules for you in particular?

⛏️ - Has your F/O ever trusted you with their signature weapon, or even asked you to use it?

⚰️ - If your F/O had to fake your death, kidnap you or move you to another country to keep you safe, how do you think they’d go about it?

🪦 - Would you help your F/O cover up a crime, no questions asked? How far would you go to protect them?

💀 - What’s the most cryptic or ominous thing your F/O has ever said to you that you still can’t forget?

💍 - Does your F/O treat you like a partner, a prize, or something else entirely? How do you feel about it?

💋 - Does your F/O enjoy teasing you about their darker side, as if daring you to love them despite it? How do you respond?

💎 - Does your F/O ever use their charm to manipulate you, even in harmless ways? How do you feel about their slyness?

🔮 - Does your F/O believe you’re destined to be together? What lengths would they go to if fate didn’t agree?

👑 - How does your F/O treat you differently from everyone else, even when they’re at their cruelest?

🫀 - If your F/O could claim ownership of a part of you, physically or emotionally, what would they choose?

🌌 - If your F/O could rewrite the world, what would it look like, and where would you stand in it?

🕳️ - If your F/O lost their current life or position (taken in by authorities, empire crumbled, demoted by higher ups) how would your dynamic change?

🪢 - What’s a moral line you’ve crossed because of your F/O’s influence? Would you do it again?

🌪️ - How is your romance inherently destructive in nature? What kind of people do you end up hurting? Do you hurt yourselves in the process?

😈 - Does your F/O take pleasure in seeing others afraid of you, knowing you're tied to their darkness?

☠️ - If you were forced to kill for your F/O, would you do it willingly, or would they push you to the edge?

🎻 - What is a villainous song for your F/O?

Dividers by @/adornedwithlight

[sinful-lanterns]

^^ The same applies for this blog as well. Updates may be slower but I will do my best to stay active in all three of my blogs!

Just letting all my Readers know on this blog, that I’ve started a Halloween event on my Genshin blog and will be mostly focusing on that blog for the rest of October. However, unlike last year, I will try my best to still be active on this blog, as well as my PTN blog instead of just taking a temporary hiatus. While answering thirsts and updates will be slower, I will try and post whenever I can!

Happy Spooky Month everyone! 🎃👻

[regretevatorians]

what if Pest x Sebastian(Pressure)

oogly mooglyAPPROEDVEDnn🤤

[cannibalfath3r]

we haven't interacted a ton but you seem so interesting and i've been feeling an urge to worship you and DM you but i feel nervous about making a fool of myself.

Everyone gets nervous anon, as long as you are respectful and honest you will not be judged a fool.

[fictionkinfessions]

Ahoy MPC. Was my ask about alcohol on anon? I wrote it while I was walking and can't recall if I toggled the anonymous button on or not. Ta #⛓️🥃

Yes, you were anonymous! And no worries, ask messages with custom tags get private replied they're off anon!

Mod party cat!

[moon-ttokki-x]

hi~ would love to request from the prompt list!!

46 + 49 with bangchan seems interesting :D

hihi, sorry for the delay lol TT producer!chan now joins the fic library alongside producer!jisung. i felt like writing something with most of skz bc i think it makes it more fun :] here you gooooo

electrifying - bang chan

pairing: bang chan x producer!reader

summary: a late night with chan in the studio leads to a little more.

genre: fluff, idol! au, comfort, kind of crack tbh, most of skz is in this fic, hyunlix honourable mention, mutual pining

a/n: producer chan save me. divider by @veonaa

⛓️ prompts: 46. "What if I told you I knew?" / 49. "I have a confession to make."

skz prompt list | skz masterlist

"Try one more time," you suggest quietly. "Just the last two lines then we'll move to the pre-chorus."

Minho nods from the recording booth, slipping one headphone back over his ear. He nails it and you replay back the recording, looking to Chan to verify that it's okay.

He's writing down a couple of notes on his lyric sheet, a thin pencil held between his fingers. Looking up, he nods, before his gaze flits to yours and then back again to Minho, who is waiting quietly in the recording booth. You compliment him and give him a sunny smile as he exits the booth.

The process continues with most of the other members; Jeongin and Changbin have already finished recording their parts since they came in early. Seungmin's part takes a little longer, so you and Chan do him next, trying to work productively.

The night ends up running quite late; most of the boys are beginning to get bored, and Chan had initially suggested a group meeting at the end of the session, but after several antics begin to disrupt the process, he dismisses them with a weary sigh.

Hyunjin practically flies out the door, Felix following him with a smile to the dance studio, and the other boys begin to dissipate, thanking you quietly before heading home for the night.

You try not to laugh as you save Seungmin's recording on a file. "Thank you, Seungminnie. You can go."

He nods and thanks you politely before turning to leave. Now it's just you and Chan, who has yet to record his lines. Unlike most of the other boys, Chan's part takes unusually long. He fixes his voice on one line but messes it up on another, dragging out certain words and furrowing his brow.

"Chan, you okay? We can call it a night if you want."

He looks at you through the glass, seemingly surprised. "Yeah, I'm alright, why?"

You set your headphones down. "It's just that it's quite late, and you might do better tomorrow with some rest? You look exhausted."

Chan sighs and nods. Whatever is on his mind, it's clearly bothering him, and you glance sideways at him as he sits back down next to you at the recording table. All is silent as both of you relapse into editing the recordings at your own individual paces.

But you're not so much focusing on the recordings as focusing on your fellow producer. You fight not to look across at him, knowing it'll be obvious, and turn yourself a little away from him in order to not be distracted. You do it subtly, so that Chan doesn't notice, and it works a trick, because half an hour passes and you've almost finished editing the recordings and checking the backing track.

Neither of you have said a word, a comforting silence descending over the studio. Maybe because it's night time and the usual noises from outside the door are beginning to quiet, or maybe it's because Chan is here, bringing with him a sort of safe serenity that you only really feel when he's around.

You lean back in your chair and make to grab a notebook from behind you on the lower table, sneaking a glance at Chan in the process. All black clothes as per usual, his leather jacket slipping off his shoulder a little as he hunches over the desk. His hair is curly and un-styled, a little fluffy under his black cap. He's murmuring to himself as he scrubs a hand across his eyes, smudging a length of pencil graphite across his cheek in the process.

Without turning, he speaks. “You know, Y/n… I’ve been thinking. What if I told you I knew?"

You frown, snapping out of your daze, looking at him slightly confused. “Knew what?”

Chan turns, and there's a gentle smile, almost a smirk painted across his mouth. The world holds its breath and suddenly you find that nothing else matters. Not right now.

He leans a little closer, resting an elbow on the desk. “Knew that you like me. That you’ve liked me for a while now.”

You freeze for a second, tidal waves of reality crashing down on you at his words. Your cheeks flood with colour. “W-What? How—how could you possibly know that?”

Chan chuckles, but there’s a tenderness in it that makes your heart beat a little faster.

He shrugs. “I’ve noticed the little things. The way you smile at me when you think I’m not looking. The way you get quiet when I tease you. I’m not blind, you know."

The warmth in his voice makes your crush’s face turn bright red (more so than it already is), and for a moment, you don’t know what to say. The air between you feels charged, filled with unspoken feelings. Chan reaches over and gently brushes his thumb against your hand.

The touch is electrifying.

His voice is soft. “You don’t have to be embarrassed. Also, while we're on this topic, I’ve got a confession to make.”

You looks up at him, heart pounding, as he speaks again, the weight of his words suddenly heavier than expected.

Chan speaks slowly, looking into your eyes. “I like you too. A lot. And I’ve been trying to figure out how to tell you without messing things up. You know, considering all of this.” He waves his hands vaguely in the air, but you know what he means.

The confession hangs in the air, and for a long moment, neither of you say anything. But the silence is comfortable like before, like everything both of you have wanted to say has finally found its way out. Chan’s hand stays gently resting against yours, a comforting yet giddy warmth, and you feel your heart flutter at the sight of his hand swallowing yours.

You smile shyly at him. “You really knew?”

Chan laughs quietly, not unkindly. “Yeah. I think I’ve known for a while now."

There’s a pause, then both of you break into shy smiles, both realizing that the thing you were both too nervous to say has finally been said. It's clear neither of you know how to continue, as you're too shocked to process what has apparently just happened, and it seems Chan hasn't planned this far either, his energy simply concentrated on confessing.

You both sit and gaze at each other, mouths opening a little and then hesitating, wondering if the other will say something. But neither of you do, until the door flies open with a bang.

Hyunjin and Felix are standing in the doorway, sweating and disheveled from a nightly dance practice. Seeing how they flew out of the studio earlier, you see no foreseeable reason why they would have returned, until you see Hyunjin's phone on the low table.

"Sorry," Hyunjin drawls, panting. "Forgot my phone-"

He cuts himself off and his jaw drops, matching Felix's. The looks on their faces are comical and you would laugh if you weren't suddenly so flustered.

Felix quickly stumbles past Hyunjin and grabs his friend's phone off the table, shooting Chan a not-so-subtle smirk as he bows hurriedly.

"Sorry for interrupting!" Hyunjin calls, cackling before turning away, a giggling Felix at his side.

The door slams shut before either of you can process, hands jerked back from each other as they'd entered and frozen in the air.

The situation is suddenly so ridiculous that you burst into unexpected laughter. You can see Hyunjin and Felix through the frosted glass of the studio door, hunched over and whispering to each other through hushed snickering and giggling.

Chan groans and drops his head into his hands.

a/n: i love the purple theme, suits channie so much

[slhydrus]

⛓️au argenthill

boothill and argenti knew each other and had a loving relationship, until boothill is killed by the cpi and reconstructed as a machine. In this process, boothill has his memories erased, forgetting everything he once had, even completely about argenti. until they meet again in penacony, argenti asks where boothill has been all this time and thought that his lover was dead, on the other hand, boothill only sees argenti as a threat and draws his gun to kill him, the face of the beauty knight He stands a few centimeters from the gun barrel, with heavy eyes and a melancholy expression, he just confesses that Boothill is as beautiful as the day he lost it.