#AHHHH I WAS LITERALLY ASKING FOR THIS YESTERDAY!

[luciopioid]

main guitarist!ryujin showing her shameless groupie girlfriend that playing the guitar isn’t the only thing her fingers are good at 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

ryujin x f!reader

guitarist ryujin. public sex (kinda) (do not recommend). fingering. dry humping a lil. ryujin is a sweetheart.

note: THX FOR REQUESTING AHHHH. hopefully you enjoy, anon. sorry this took me so long too LMAOOO

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You remember it like it was yesterday. Probably quite literally because it was yesterday.

As you and your friend entered the venue, you remembered how she told you that she knew the drummer and got a couple tickets for free. You ducked away to the bar while she trickled to the front to find a good spot. Walking towards the bar, you bump into someone, their ice cold drink spilling on your chest making you yelp in response. You look up at them, in unexpected shock, “Dude, what the hell?” You sigh, shaking the ice out of your shirt.

“You bumped into me.” The person says, matter of factly. You look at them to get a good look, greeted with deep brown eyes on the most gorgeous woman you’ve probably ever seen. Unfortunately her being hot didn’t take the red stain out of your shirt, but before you could complain any further she already walked away. You huff, grabbing napkins tv from the bar, forgetting the drink you initially had came for.

You walk back to where your friend is standing. Her eyes widen “What happened?” She asks. You roll your eyes, still making fruitless efforts to take the stain away. “Someone fucking spilled their drink on me,” You complain. “I just bought this shirt too.”

Before your friend can respond, she realizes the band trickling on stage and begins to cheer for them. You look up from your shirt, beginning to cheer too before immediately recognizing the guitarist.

“That’s her.” You say, leaning over to your friend.

“Who?” She asks.

“The one who bumped into me!”

“Holy shit. Ryujin?” She asks surprisingly.

You sigh. Of course she knew who she was.

“And she didn’t say sorry?” Your friend asks, rhetorically. “Huh. She’s usually super sweet.”

You just inhale in annoyance, not particularly caring anymore. You remember repeating her name to yourself in your head.

Ryujin.

During the entire set, you couldn’t take your eyes off of her. You were almost certain she caught you staring a few times. You eyed the way she shook her head up and down, her shaggy hair getting in her face and sticking to her with sweat. You eyed the muscles in her biceps and forearms. The way they pulsed when she’d hit a certain chord. Particularly, you couldn’t help but notice her veiny hands. The speed at which her fingers moved every time she played a riff. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t think she was blatantly attractive.

Ryujin.

At the end of the show, the band says their thanks and walks off stage, everyone else in the venue walking out as well. You weren’t sure why you and your friend stuck around until a shorter girl in all black holding drumsticks came up to the two of you.

“Jisu! It’s so good to see you!” Your friend exclaimed as she hugged what you assumed was the drummer friend she told you about. They catch up briefly after your friend introduces you to her. You don’t know how she met her or how she knows the band, but for a very fleeting second you thought about asking if they could introduce you to the guitarist too. Just for fun.

“You guys should come around back! We might get drinks later.” Jisu exclaims. You and your friend nod, following the drummer backstage.

You stand off to the side when your friend sees the band, but in a quick glimpse you see the guitarist in a corner. She’s wiping her guitar down and putting it back in the case. She catches your gaze and you immediately avert your eyes, turning your head.

“Hey.” She says getting up. She points, “It’s you!” She’s standing directly in front of you now, smiling.

“And it’s you who messed up an extremely cute top and walked away.”

“You didn’t hear me.” She says, realization in her voice. You shoot her a puzzled look.

“What are you talking about?”

She smiles and you feel a butterfly or two. Maybe three.

“I told you to hold on! I went to grab a shirt for you but you already walked away.”

You blink. “Oh.”

“Well you still–”

“Ruined an extremely cute top. Yes I know.” She sighs.

You fake a pout. She walks away for a split second and returns with a t-shirt. She holds it out with a smirk.

“It’s not as cute, but…” She trails off.

You hold it up in front of you, “No, this is sick.” You say in awe. The shirt had a drawing on the front of with the band’s name plastered on it.

“You think so?” The guitarist gasps. “I designed it! This was the first time we did tour shirts and I wanted it to be special.” She says, heartfully.

“No, I really like it. Thanks.” You say, genuinely.

The stain will probably come out in the wash anyway.

Having yet to stop smiling, she holds out her hand. “I’m Ryujin by the way.” You nod your head. Contemplating for a split second telling her if you knew that already. You decided to just tell her yours instead.

“Look uh… I think our drummer— Jisu was talking about going out later. Are you coming?” Ryujin asks. You didn’t want to lie, but an evening around your friend’s friends seemed like it would suck the life out of you– even if they did seem cool as hell.

“I see your face so I’m gonna take that as a no.” She giggles. “I planned on staying for the next band while they went out. You’re more than welcome to join me.”

You groan internally, not wanting to turn this gorgeous… beautiful woman down, but not really wanting to stay here either.

“And stand for another hour?” You joke, hoping to let her down easy. Ryujin persists.

“There’s a room upstairs.” She retorts, nonchalantly.

Before you can even refute, she's pulling you gently by the arm, “Come on. It’ll be fun. Their musics so good.” Ryujin pulls you towards your friend and the rest of the band.

You felt like a bit of a groupie, but the band didn’t shoot any knowing looks your direction when she told them she was staying behind with her “new friend” tonight. Your friend, however, smirks at you. You choose to ignore it, but also hoping it means something. Something. Anything.

They make their way out, going opposite of the way you were following Ryujin. Pass the bar, there’s stairs which to your dismay, had no clue about. She leads you to a room that looks down on almost the entire venue, you join her on the couch.

“How long have you been playing the guitar?” You ask. Out of nervousness, but genuine curiosity simultaneously.

She chuckles, probably reading your body language to a T. “Ouu. About ten years now I think.” Ryujin says, looking off to nowhere. You nod in impressment, “Yeah. I first picked it up in middle school!” She recalls.

You don’t know how much small talk you have left in you, but you remind yourself that you just met this girl and cannot throw yourself at her yet. Unfortunately.

“Why you sitting so far away, girl?” She smirks.

You fold your arms. “Don’t know if I trust you with that drink again yet.” You joke and she lets out a genuine laugh. You definitely felt more than a couple butterflies. Maybe in more place than one. She scoots closer to you, keeping a slightly respective distance but still draping her arm over the piece of couch that you're leaning against.

“Anyone ever tell you how gorgeous you are?” Ryujin asks and you roll your eyes involuntarily. She’s lucky she’s hot. You thought.

“You tell that to all the girls you get alone up here?” You retort. She scoots closer to you.

“Just the pretty ones.”

You scoff and she lets out another laugh. “I’m joking!” She says through a chuckle.

“I’ll have you know this is my first time here as well.” Ryujin adds.

Her leg brushes against yours and you felt your face and neck go hot. You can feel her eyes on you, studying your face intently.

“I meant it y’know,” She whispers, her voice coating the shell of your ear. “You’re beautiful.”

The feeling of her breath in your ear made your entire body shiver in reaction, your shameless arousal growing exponentially. You turn to face her, your face inches from hers. “Likewise.” You say, truly meaning it.

There’s a few moments of silence, Ryujin’s face so close to yours, her eyes lidded and visible even in the dim room. You decide to rip off the bandaid.

“Can I kiss you?” You ask, voice low and wanting. She smiles, nodding her head as she presses her lips against yours smoothly.

Her lips are soft like you imagined. Plump and sweet with a hint of liquor, her mouth slightly cold from the ice. For a while it’s a tangle of lips together, wet velvety tongues brushing against each other with light gasps from the both of you. Ryujin licks into your mouth confidently, her hand wrapping around your throat as you moan in response.

She pulls back momentarily, her chest heaving and her forehead resting against yours. “Can I tell you something?” She smirks, her breath warm on your lips, just centimeters away. You nod.

“Jisu showed me a pic of you and your friend a couple days ago,” Ryujin whispers, “I thought you were so fine.” She places a light feathery kiss to your lips, one hand still on your throat and the other on your thigh. “Had to have you.”

You wanted nothing more than to sit on her face right now, but alas.

She grips both of your hips and the feeling sends shivers through the rest of your body. She pulls you gently by the hips, signaling for you to sit on her lap as she spreads her legs, all in one swift movement. You sit with your back against her chest, her hand trailing up and down your thigh.

“You okay with this?” Ryujin asks, her hands coming off of you briefly.

“God, yes.”

You have never been more okay with anything ever.

She bunches up your skirt so that your lower half is accessible. She rubs at your inner thigh, entirely too close to your core, making you whine and grind against her mindlessly. Ryujin decides to bring her other hand up to your chest, kneading your tit through your shirt. You moan incessantly as she finally slips her hand into your panties.

You lean, falling limp against her warm chest. Her long middle fingers drag from your entrance to your clit, slugging your wetness as she gasps softly. “So wet.” She murmurs.

You cover your mouth to stifle a moan and she almost immediately reaches up and gently moves your hand away.

“We’re all alone, baby.” She whispers, “I want to hear you.”

With her two slicked middle fingers, she presses gently against your entrance slowly to make sure that you were ready first. Your breath gets caught as she inserts her fingers into you, smooth and slick. You clench around Ryujin’s fingers involuntarily, but that feeling too made you mew out loud.

Her free hand goes to hold your hip in place against her, the contact making you grind against her, giving her the signal to move her fingers. She pushes them in and out of you slowly as she kisses your neck from behind, you tilt your head to give her more access. “You’re such a good girl.” She whispers, low, only for you to hear. You whimper as you rut against her.

You feel her fingers pull apart slightly, stretching you out more. She pumps you deeper now, doing anything to get you to make those sweet noises again. “F-fuck Ryujin…” You whisper. She smiles against your neck as she mindlessly picks up the pace.

“You sound so pretty when you say my name.” She mumbles against your skin, the contact from your ass grinding against her making her breathless too. You probably weren’t going to last long, being extremely on edge given that you’ve been resisting throwing yourself at her all night and because it’s been weeks since you’ve got some. You weren’t entirely sure if you were imagining this or not.

Ryujin fucks her fingers into you a little more firmly now, still keeping her pace. Her fingers curving a little once she reaches the base of her palm. You definitely weren’t going to last long like this. You felt your stomach tighten and your walls clench again. The only sounds apparent to you being the muffled music from outside the room, Ryujin’s light pants and the squelching from her fucking you. It was all too much, but so, so good. She bites down on your neck when she felt your walls squeeze her, “You close, baby?” She breathes. You manage to let out a strained “Mmhm.” Not nearly being able to form a coherent word right now.

She bucks her hips into you as she speeds her fingers up slightly, still curving them into you however. Your head falls back against her shoulder and you could hear her gasps so clearly in your ear. It only turns you on more. With a final pump into your pussy, you’re clenching her fingers with a death grip and whimpering like you were in heat. You squirm under her touch as you moan out entirely too loud. Ryujin’s hand never left your hip, her grip just tightening as she fucked you. You knew there’d probably be a mark there later, but the thought just made you more excited.

You catch your breath as she slowly pulls her fingers out of you. She grabs your hips and moves you up so she can move from under you. She helps fixes your shirt, “Are you okay?” She asks, gently. You nod in response, letting out a breathy yes.

“Can I return the favor?” You ask, moving your hands to her thighs. She catches your hands, holding them.

“No need.” Ryujin says, her eyes never leaving yours. “I uh… came already.” You blink. You’d be lying if you said that too didn’t turn you on.

“It’s been a while.” She said bashfully. You smile involuntarily.

“Shit. Me too.” You both let out a chuckle as the two of you fix yourselves up.

You sit in comfortable silence as the band finishes their set, her arm around you as you lean against her comfortably.

Once the set is over and people begin to pour out, she turns to look at you. “Give me your phone.” She says and you reach over and grab it from the table next to the couch, unlocking it. She goes to your contacts and puts in a number. She hands the phone back to you and you see her number with the name ryu:) attached to it. You save it immediately.

“I have to get going,” She starts, her tone unfortunate. “If you call or text me sometime, though… I’d love to see you again, yeah?” She says, bending down to kiss your cheek softly as she grabs her jacket.

You look up at her, a smile on your face.

“Yeah. I’d like that…”

[enluv]

love spill !

PAIRING! - rockstar!jay (enha) x fem!reader

wc: 1.3k+

warnings: angst-ish but not really + fluff later !!, reader is stressed/exhausted, profanity, slow burn(?)

coco’s ♡ note: this came from a mini game I answered once and literally could not get over because I need rockstar bf jay so badly, I might make more with this jay too so let me know if you like it or have any rockstar!bf jay thoughts because I will indulge and write them !!! literally adore this jay so much ahhhh!!!

Finally.

Finally some piece and quiet away from the shared apartment you live in with the three younger boys.

Perhaps living with your younger brother and his university friends wasn’t the best idea, especially when you had a ten page journalism report due by three pm the next day.

That’s why you find yourself here on a hot summers day sitting in your favorite cafe, it’s not busy on Fridays and is hidden enough so the boys won’t find you for a while, but they will come looking eventually.

The bell of the cafes door rings to signify it being opened but this report is due tomorrow and you can’t stop to look up, but maybe you should have. Maybe you should have because now as you watch the hot brown liquid seep into your laptops keyboard you become painfully aware of the boy in front of you who’d walked in early wearing the most guilt ridden expression. His words muffled as you watch your screen go black.

“Oh fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I’m so sorry. Wait here let me get something to clean this up.” He’s fumbling with the other drinks in his hand as he tries to reach for napkins to clean the spill he’s made.

Where else would you go really? Right now you’re just waiting for the ground to swallow you whole. Had the program even saved the other three pages you’d written? Was your hard work gone just like that? Would your professor even believe you if you told him what happened? Even if it sounded straight out of a movie?

“Just leave it, I’ll clean it myself. Please leave.”

He stills at your words, no malice or emotions within them just exhaustion. The tone of your voice makes his heart ache, and he swears to himself that he’s going to make up for this for the rest of his life.

“I’m sorry for this really, I need to leave because I have a schedule to get to but I promise I’ll make this up to you. Can I have your number?”

Your stare makes him feel small, then he realizes how his question sounds after a minute passes between you two.

“Wait I didn’t mean it like that. I’m not asking you out. Not saying I wouldn’t ask you out but I’m not doing that right now! I just need it so I can text you to pay you back, or I can pay to get your laptop fixed. I’ll send you the money or even if you want buy you a new one.”

Jay can’t tell what you’re thinking but somehow he’s walking out of the cafe with your phone number and an assortment of drinks for his members. Dreading having to explain to them just what happened in the cafe.

unknown (2:46pm):

uh hey this is jay, I’m the one who dropped my coffee on your laptop, really sorry about that by the way!! um i want to give you these so I can say sorry again in person because my mom always said to apologize face to face or you don’t mean it and also that way we can figure out the laptop money thing together.

unknown (2:47pm):

four attachments sent

just stop by tomorrow and have some fun and then after I’ll come find you and we can talk!! what’s your name by the way?

you (3:12pm):

it’s y/n. thanks, I’ll see you tomorrow.

“I cannot believe some random dude gave you tickets to see downfall, like this show has been sold out for months and I mean months, talking eight months and he just gave up four tickets to see them? He must be loaded! Tell him you want a new computer and game console, I want the newest version.”

Jungwon’s excited rambles bring a smile to your face, sure just yesterday you’d cried almost all the water out your body until Jungwon had called your professor and explained in detail (along with sticking the phone in your room so he could hear your cries) the situation, but he’d also somehow gotten you an extension on your paper for the next week. He seriously deserved the random concert tickets the stranger, Jay, had sent you.

Receiving them was odd but he’d convinced you with the promise of fixing your laptop and that’s honestly all that mattered, so if you had to sit through a three hour long show next to some stranger who spilled coffee on your laptop then so be it because you’d be getting it fixed no matter what.

Except instead of said random stranger sitting next to you, an actual random stranger stood beside you excitedly yapping with her friends and the random stranger you had expected was perched on stage with a guitar in hand, microphone stationed in front of him like it belonged to him, and soon enough you’d realize from the crowds hollers that it did belong to him.

“ARE YOU READY FOR TONIGHT?” He’s met with screams all around the arena.

“That’s what I like to hear, alright let’s go.”

The shock of who Jay was really didn’t cease even after the show had ended and the four of you began to walk out the packed venue, it doesn’t really go away until a large man comes to escort you backstage.

“Hey buddy I think you have the wrong people, we’re just here still because my sisters waiting for someone.” Jungwon’s voice breaks you out of your shock and the man nods as if he knew what he was going to say.

“Yeah he’s backstage, just follow me.”

Jay fidgets with the bag he has in his hands, earlier he’d dragged the boys along with him to pick you out a new laptop and even threw in a new case and holder for it. He really wanted to get the image of your exhausted eyes out of his mind, he wanted to see you happy and healthy.

“Y/N you didn’t tell us the guy who spilled coffee on you was one of the members of downfall,” the voice he hears is failing to whisper as you get closer.

“Are we about to meet one of the members? What if it’s just like a staff or something like why would an actual member be getting their coffee and oh my god that’s the lead singer Jay.”

He laughs shyly at the boy who’s mouth is now wide open pointing excitedly at him, but he quickly shuts up as he spots you. You look so pretty, completely different from when he’d last saw you drenched in coffee and exhaustion all over your face. Right now you looked content and really really pretty.

“Hey Y/N, I know I said I’d give you the money to fix your laptop but I thought you should just have a completely brand new one, I’m really sorry for spilling my coffee on yours, I’m sure you were busy and needed it, I hope you can use this new one well,” his breath hitches as he holds out the bag to you and your fingers touch briefly, “and I hope you liked the show, I see your friends did.” He sends a wave their way and laughs when they all excitedly wave back.

A smile begins to develop on your cheeks and his heart races. This is exactly how he’d like to see you, happy and smiling.

Later that night as you pull out the new laptop determined to finish your nearly complete paper, a small card flutters out with it that reads —

“I wrote this to say not only sorry again, but to also ask if you’d like to go out with me sometime? and I mean it this time, as in I am actually asking you out unlike last time when I, you know accidentally asked you out unintentionally, this time I promise it’s intentional. Please let me make up the god awful first meeting we had, I promise it’ll be worthwhile. You have my number so if you want to then just shoot me a text but if not then that’s fine with me too! – Jay”

A smile forms on your face as you set down the card and get to working on your essay, the answer to Jay’s proposition already clear in your mind. Yes.

coco’s love note: i am so terribly down bad for jay it’s crazy. he’s so just perfect like I adore him so much!! and I’m the biggest rockstar!jay enthusiast like I just had to write something about it, plus I think it’s so adorable how he’s clumsy in this fic but a crazy rager on stage & only mc gets to see both sides of him fully! I hope you enjoyed this fic! As always, feedback & reblogs are appreciated! Thank you for reading <3

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that sns art made me go slightly insane. THE COLORS??? HELLO!!! literally perfect. and sasuke????? r u kidding me. the tight ass arms around the neck hug??? im losing my mind. their content faces??? i can die happily. i loved it sm!!!!!!! ahhhh so beautiful and pretty

jajajaaj!?!$2$2 HI, Anon, omg 😭!?!?! I wasn’t feeling too hot yesterday and I haven’t been able to draw anything in a minute, even simple sketches (I haven’t posted any wips/ doodles to my secondary twitter acc since July or June even tho that’s where I usually post my sketches 🚶🏾‍♀️… emo), but I was thinking about n and s and wanted to draw something quick for them before bed even if it was a mess lol. I’m so glad that you liked itsjsjsjbv!? I don’t like to post doodles to my art blog but hey, I’ll reply to this ask with the doodle in question for you 🥺-

[minnie--verse]

First Date Pt. 2 (Bang Chan x Reader)

!!PT 2!!

summary: Day to day life was perfectly uneventful, you wake up, go to work, make coffee, go home, and start all over again. But today... you met Chan.

pairing: bang chan x f!reader

genre: strangers to lovers, non idol au, crack, mostly fluff, later chapters to include: slight angst/comfort, slow burn.

general warnings:  barista!mc, slow burn, adult themes including but not limited to: suggestive content, cursing, mentions of death.

word count: ~4.4k

chapter content: mentions of food, coffee shop manager!Changbin, nonidol!Chan, nonidol!Han, first meets, first love flutters, roommate!Felix

author's note: AHHHH welcome back to part 2! I'm so excited to see some people checking this out! Let me know if you see any errors so i can fix it, and let me know what you enjoyed!!

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“Sorry… have we met?”

Chan’s smile falters a little, his eyebrows stitching together in confusion before he lets out a chuckle and shakes his head, “Ha-- funny, Y/N,” he says as he rolls his eyes at you, “I even brought out the stupid 90’s bucket hat you told me to never wear.”

What the hell was up with this guy?  

You looked across Chan, shaking your head and closing your eyes, “I’m sorry, what?” Your arms drop from up by the register screen and rest by your waist as you scrape out the underside of your nails anxiously.

Chan takes off the hat and looks at it in his hands, and you watch him look at it before he points at his hair, “Honestly, I’m surprised how easy it was to talk with you yesterday, because I just…” You watch him reach behind his head and rub his neck as he trails off and hisses as he takes in a breath, “I thought you were so pretty and while I was making music I couldn’t help but think about you the whole time--”

“Okay… uhm that’s pervy--” You let out a laugh, stunned and in complete disbelief at what he had just admitted to you, “I think you need to leave.” You crossed your arms over your chest as you looked at Chan with a bit of disgust in your eyes. Okay, actually what the fuck was wrong with him? 

“What? Wait--” Chan’s eyes immediately widened, anxiety prickling through his body as he puts out his hands in defense, “No like literally making music, not-- cause we talked about it yesterday?”

“Yesterday?” You repeat to him, “I’ve never met you.” You say as you take a step back from the register and peer around your coworkers. Your mind is running a million miles an hour as Chan rambles on about paper football, music, and trashy 90’s fashion and your heart feels like it's about to beat out of your chest.

“Binnie!” You shouted over the chatter in the cafe, your eyes flickering between Chan and Changbin, “Can you come tell this guy to leave?” You ask, seeing Changbin step between you and the register, you see Changbin’s eyes flicker with something that looks like realization.

“Yeah I got this. Go ahead and go on your break Y/N,” Changbin smiles at you warmly, resting a hand on your shoulder as he ushers you off. A sense of relief washes over you as you back away from the register and retreat into the backroom.

After you were long gone, Changbin looks over at Chan with a heavy sigh. “Come on,” Changbin waves Chan to follow him to the empty table near the back of the cafe. A heavy sigh exit’s Changbin’s body as he leans against the edge of the table and nods for Chan to sit with him. As they settle into their seats, the comforting aroma of freshly brewed coffee fills the air.

"Chan," Changbin begins, his tone serious, "I need to talk to you about Y/N. There's something you should know."

Chan raises his hands up in defense as he quickly tries to explain himself, "I swear I wasn’t trying to be sexual or push myself on her, I was just--"

"Y/N is special,” Changbin interrupts Chan’s rambling, “and not just because she's a good person or pretty. Y/N is my best friend, Chan and the best no-detail explanation I can give you is that she went through something…. traumatic… a while back, and it resulted in her mind shutting off her short-term memory."

Chan's expression shifts to one of surprise, absorbing the weight of Changbin's revelation. "Wait, she doesn't remember things?"

Changbin nods solemnly. "That's right. Her past is all there, every memory leading up to that day. She remembers her job, her friends, family, hobbies, passions, dislikes, likes… but any new experiences are lost each time she sleeps. She's not aware of it, and we've all been just playing along so she doesn’t panic every day.”

Chan's mind races, trying to process the information about you, “That seems… fake. Is she just not interested in me?"

Changbin furrows his brows at Chan, “Why the hell would I pull you aside just to lie to you?” Changbin says in annoyance, and his hands fall against the table as he looks up at Chan, “Look dude, I really wish I was making this up. She truly just doesn’t remember meeting you yesterday.”

Chan turns around, pressing his lips together as he looks through the window of the backroom door, then back to Changbin. Chan was at a loss for words at the moment as he chewed on his bottom lip as he absorbed the weight of your story, a sense of empathy and admiration settled within him. Changbin, ever protective of Y/N, watches Chan closely, gauging his response.

"She really doesn’t know that she’s basically living the plot of ‘Groundhog Day’?" Chan asks, a thoughtful expression on his face as he leans back in the chair, "She seemed so carefree and vibrant."

Changbin nods, his protective instincts heightened as he listens to Chan talk about her, "She's been through a lot, but some part of her mind had chosen not to remember new things anymore in order to protect itself."

Chan runs a hand through his hair, a mix of emotions playing on his features. "I can't stop thinking about our conversation. It felt... different, you know? Like there was a connection beyond the usual small talk."

Changbin's gaze intensifies, his concern evident. "Chan, I know you mean well, but you need to understand that Y/N won't remember you. No matter how much you connect or how meaningful the conversation is, it won't stick with her."

A subtle wave of disappointment washes over Chan. "So, every time we talk, it's like starting from scratch?"

Changbin nods, "Exactly. It's the reality she faces every day. She builds connections in the present, but they fade away by the time she wakes up. Why do you think I don't get mad at her for being late everyday?"

Chan sighs, grappling with the complexity of the situation. "It's just... it feels unfair, you know? To have such a meaningful conversation and then realize it's fleeting for her."

Changbin leans forward, a stern yet understanding look in his eyes. "Life isn't always fair. Y/N doesn’t even know it’s happening, so regardless if we think it’s unfair, she has no idea.”

As their conversation continues, Chan grapples with the delicate balance of forming connections in a world that can be both fleeting and unpredictable. Changbin, always the guardian of your well-being, imparts his wisdom, underscoring the importance of being present in the moments no matter how transient they may be.

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You stand in the break room, peeking through the slightly ajar door at Chan and Changbin having a seemingly intense conversation. Your spidey-barista senses are tingling, and you can't help but let your imagination run wild.

What are they talking about? Did I mess up someone's coffee order? Did someone complain about my latte art? Your mind races through all the potential coffee-related disasters. But then, Chan mentions something about knowing you from the day before. The day before? Is he mistaking me for someone else? Did I accidentally give him someone else's order?

You start to play detective, trying to recall all the customers from yesterday. Let's see... there was the guy who insisted his coffee had to be exactly 180 degrees. Maybe that's Chan? But no, he doesn't strike me as a temperature fanatic. Your thoughts take a comedic turn as you picture a scenario where Chan is a secret coffee critic, grading your barista skills. Maybe he's here to rate my latte art on a scale of one to ten. Should I be flattered or terrified?

You peek your head back into the window of the breakroom to see both Changbin and CHan looking back at you before Changbin says something with a serious expression, and Chan's face shifts. Oh no, did I break a coffee machine or something? Is this a coffee-related emergency meeting? You can't help but sigh at the absurdity of your own thoughts. 

Jesus Christ-- Shut up. You're being ridiculous. They're probably just talking about, I don't know, the weather or something. 

Trying to look like you weren’t watching the two, you reach behind you and adjust the apron to fit you a better as you come out from your break. You take your break mug to the sink to rinse it out and your mind keeps spinning, trying to figure out what the hell that guy was talking about. 

There was no way you had met this guy yesterday because you didn’t even work yesterday. You took the day off because you had ended things with your ex and things just didn’t go well, thankfully Changbin was your best friend and boss so he understood your position. That guy had to’ve had you confused with someone else, because you didn’t even come out of your room to talk with your roommate yesterday let alone leave your bed.

You shook your head as you put the glass mug into a dishwasher, then standing up to find Changbin leaning against the counter.

"Hey, Y/N, everything okay?" Changbin inquires, feigning casualness.

You nod, though a lingering curiosity tugs at you. "Yeah, just wondering what that was all about. Is everything alright?"

Changbin nods, a reassuring hand on your shoulder. "Oh, it's nothing, really. I just asked that guy to leave since he made you uncomfortable."

You're touched by the gesture, a mix of gratitude and confusion playing on your features. "Thanks, Bin. But seriously who the fuck was that? Is he like-- a critic? Did I mess up something? Did I mess up his order yesterday?"

Changbin lets out a laugh, and shakes his head as he approaches the espresso machine, wiping it down with a white cloth. "No, no, not at all. Your coffee is fine, as always. I just thought you could use a breather, so I told Chan to leave, that's all."

You smile, grateful for the concern, but then your face contorts, “Chan? Is that his name?” a small knot of uncertainty forms in your stomach, "Is there something I don't know?"

Changbin pauses for a moment, choosing his words carefully. "Uh-- yeah…” He said, his eyes not wavering from the coffee machine as he polished it, “He mentioned something about knowing you from yesterday, but I told him he had the wrong person."

You furrow your brow, trying to make sense of the situation. "Knowing me from yesterday? What does that even mean? Bin, I wasn’t even here yesterday."

Changbin offers a reassuring smile, “I know,” he says, tossing the cloth over his shoulder before turning to face you with a soft sigh, hoping to divert your attention, "It's probably nothing. Just a misunderstanding. Don't worry about it, yeah?”

You decide to accept Changbin's explanation, even though it makes about as much sense as a decaf espresso at 6 AM, but you accept it nonetheless.

 Okay so-- he asked Chan to leave so I could relax. Maybe I was looking a bit stressed. Or maybe he thinks I need a coffee break so I don't accidentally start serving lattes with abstract stupid latte art.

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The rest of the work day went by pretty quickly, and before you knew it your eight hour shift was up. Meaning you had the rest of your day to yourself, which you were thankful for because work was busy. The bell above the cafe door chimes as you step out, your shift finally over. The day's caffeine-fueled chaos is now behind you, you're eager to enjoy a moment of peace. As you step onto the sidewalk, you can't help but release a contented sigh in the tranquility of busy city streets.

Tranquility, as always, is short-lived.

There, leaning casually against the wall, is that guy Chan. His presence catches you off guard, and annoyance flickers in your eyes. This is not what you wanted to deal with after today.

"Didn't you leave already?" you ask, a touch of irritation in your voice.

Chan grins, seemingly unfazed by your annoyance. "Well, I thought I'd stick around. See if you're up for some company."

You raise an eyebrow, your annoyance intensifying as you stuff your hands into your coat pockets, "You waited for me? Why?"

Chan shrugs, feigning innocence, “I wanted to apologize for earlier. I guess I had you confused with someone else I met yesterday,” He says, you could tell he genuinely meant it by the way his lips pressed together and his eyes met yours. I wanted to see if I could make it up to you, I really do make music and wanted to offer to show you.”

Your irritation deepens, but something in your chest makes you feel pulled into his offer. You chew on your lip in thought,  "Chan, I appreciate the offer, but I don’t even know you."

You roll your head around before casting your gaze back onto Chan, who was smiling softly at you. It was as if he expected you to answer like that. "Then I’ll let you know me,” He says.

You shoot him a skeptical glance but eventually relent with a resigned sigh. As you start walking, you can't shake off how easily this guy just melted your annoyance. It was kind of alarming how disarming he was, but the way he smiled so genuinely made you give in..

Note to self, you think, next time someone says they're leaving, make sure they mean it. As you navigate the city streets with Chan by your side, you brace yourself for the continuation of a conversation you were hoping to leave behind at the cafe.

But it never comes.

Chan instead walks beside you, closer to the street as he guides you to his studio. Chan, ever persistent, seems genuinely interested in getting to know you. 

"So, how long have you been working at the cafe?" he asks, his tone casual.

You glance at him, the city lights reflecting in his eyes as the. "About a year now. It's been... interesting, to say the least."

He chuckles, the puffs of vapor coming out as he laughs, lightening the atmosphere. "I can imagine. I mean, the coffee shop world has its own kind of drama, right?”

You share a laugh, recalling some of the amusing incidents that have unfolded within the cafe's walls. "Oh, you have no idea. It's like a caffeinated soap opera in there sometimes. When it’s slow you get to chat with customers and they tell you all about their personal life."

As you continue walking, Chan steers the conversation toward more personal territory. "And how do you know Changbin? He seems pretty protective of you."

A smile plays on your lips at the mention of Changbin. "Changbin's been a good friend for a while, like a brother. He's the one who convinced me to try working at the cafe. Said it would be an adventure."

Chan raises an eyebrow, intrigued. "An adventure, huh? Changbin seems like he takes his guardian role seriously."

You laugh, nodding in agreement. "Oh, absolutely. He's like the caffeine-fueled big brother I never asked for. Always making sure I'm okay, checking in, and, well, occasionally being overprotective. But it comes from a good place."

Chan smirks, finding the image amusing. "Overbearing big brother, got it. I guess every coffee shop needs one of those."

You continue, painting a picture of Changbin's quirks and idiosyncrasies. "He means well, really. But sometimes, he can be a bit overbearing. Like, if a customer gives me a hard time, he's ready to unleash his wrath."

Chan chuckles, envisioning the protective barista stance. "Unleash his wrath, huh? Sounds serious. Should I be on my best behavior around Changbin?"

You playfully roll your eyes. "Nah, he's just looking out for his friends. It's part of his charm, I guess."

As you and Chan arrive at his recording studio, the atmosphere shifts from the city streets to the creative sanctuary within. The low hum of equipment and the soft glow of studio lights welcome you into Chan's world of music.

As the door swings open, You enter before Chan to see another boy lounging in a chair. He looks up from his spot, a music mixer in front of him. "Chan, god finally, I’ve been working on this all day and I need you to list-- who's this?" Han asks, casting a curious glance your way.

Chan smiles behind you, his eyes fixed on Han as we look at him wide eyed as if pleading him not to say anything stupid. "Y/N, this is Han. Han, this is Y/N, I met her at the coffee shop today."

You turn around to glance at Chan, a confused flicker in your eyes before facing Han once more, “Yes… he stopped by the coffee shop and we had an-- interesting exchange.”

You exchange greetings, and as the three of you settle into the studio space, Chan shoots a subtle glance at Han, silently signaling the need for discretion. Han, however, seems oblivious to the unspoken message. 

Han turns around in his chair from his computer to face you, and you watch his eyes squint. The cogs were turning in his head as he points at you, he takes a breath like he’s about to say something and then presses his lips together, “I thought you met her yest--”

Chan's eyes widen imperceptibly, and you shoot him a questioning look. Han's comment hangs in the air, and Chan, ever quick-witted, smoothly deflects. The awkward dance between Chan and Han unfolds, leaving you on the sidelines, a spectator that remains just out of reach to understand the whole story. The air in the studio holds a subtle tension that leaves you questioning the unspoken truths lingering beneath the surface.

"Oh, you know, I got her confused with someone else," Chan speaks quickly, before feigning nonchalance. 

Han raises an eyebrow, and his lips remain parted as he looks over at you, then back to Chan, "Ohh-kay, sure…"

You catch Chan's apologetic glances in your direction, and a flicker of confusion passes through your mind. Is there something I'm missing here? Why does it feel like they're sharing a secret that I'm not privy to?

Chan chuckles nervously, shooting you an apologetic look. "Some things are better left unspoken, you know?"

What the hell is going on between these two? Is there something specific about me that's making the air in this room so... charged?

“Uhm… Han,” You say, taking a deep inhale to try and shift the awkward tone of the studio as you slip off your coat and drape it over your arm, “You said you had something to show Chan when we got here? Mind if I eavesdrop?” 

Han glances at you, his eyes lighting up with enthusiasm. "Ah, it's a little something I've been tinkering with. Thought Chan might like it."

You nod, grateful for the chance to redirect the energy, and you slip past the coffe table and take a seat on the couch while Chan takes a seat in the other office chair.

As Han cues up the track, the room is enveloped in the beginning notes of his creation. The tension eases, replaced by the shared experience of discovering a new melody. You catch a subtle exchange of relieved glances between Chan and Han, as if they appreciate the change of topic.

The music takes center stage, filling the studio with intricate harmonies and rhythm. You find yourself nodding along, genuinely enjoying the artistry at play. After the track concludes, you turn to Han with an appreciative smile.

"Holy shit, Han," you compliment, “was that you rapping?” You ask, pointing at the computer next to him with a smile.

You see a sheepish grin sneak out to Han’s face, “Ah-- Yeah…” He spins his chair all the way around and faces you.

You, however, aren't willing to let him off the hook that easily. "Seriously, Han! You've got a unique style. It's not just about the words; it's how you deliver them. There's a rhythm and a flow that's all your own." You say excitedly, “Man, if y’all ever have your music debut, you’ll have to let me know so I can be your first official fan.”

The ambient hum of the studio equipment creates a backdrop as the three of you settle into a conversation about music, the universal language that seems to bind you together.

"I've always been fascinated by how music can transport you to a different place," you share, the genuine passion evident in your voice. "Music is really important to me, it has been for a long time."

Chan nods, understanding the sentiment and he looks at you with a knowing glance, “It’s nice to escape with music."

Chan's words echo your own sentiments, and a surprise recognition sparks within you. It's as if he's plucking thoughts directly from your mind, giving voice to the emotions you've held close.

You glance at Chan, a mixture of surprise and connection dawning in your eyes. His words resonate with your inner monologue, articulating the very essence of how music has been your escape during… that time of your life.

You stare at Chan for a moment, reveling in the fact that he understands how you felt perfectly. It was like you had already told him, and you softly nodded your head in agreement. His first impression was admittedly awful, but he seems to be so genuine when he talks to you and it's been a long while since you’ve felt so at ease talking with people you had just met.

As the conversation in the studio flows, you find your attention drifting, your gaze unconsciously drawn to Chan. The soft glow of the studio lights plays on his features, highlighting the contours of his face. It's in these unguarded moments that you can't help but admire the subtle details – the way his eyes crinkle when he smiles, the way his expression shifts when he's lost in thought.

You watch with a soft smile, your admiration growing with each word he shares. There's an authenticity in his expression, a genuine enthusiasm that transforms the studio into a sacred space where music isn't just heard; it's felt. He really loves this, a sense of warmth enveloping you as you observe Chan's fervent gestures, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of joy and intensity. It's infectious, and you can't help but smile too as he talks about his love for music, and you can't help but be drawn into the orbit of his passion.

As Chan laughs in response to one of Han's anecdotes, you notice the way his features relax, and a genuine happiness radiates from him. It's a sight that resonates deeply with you – the joy of someone immersed in their element, unburdened and free. He looks beautiful when he's happy, there was so much genuine happiness etched across his face as he and Han mess around. The lines that form when he smiles, the crinkles near his eyes – it's a portrait of a person in their element, and you can't help but be struck by the magnetic charm of his happiness.

Caught in the act, you suddenly realize that Chan has noticed your lingering gaze. His eyes meet yours, and there's a playful glint in them, as if he's amused by the subtle admiration you thought went unnoticed.

A warm flush creeps up your cheeks, and you quickly avert your gaze, pretending to be engrossed in the conversation. Smooth, Y/N. Real smooth.

Chan, however, doesn't let it slide so easily. A teasing smile tugs at the corners of his lips, and he gently remarks, "Caught you staring, huh?"

You can feel the embarrassment intensifying, but there's also a lightheartedness in Chan's tone that eases the tension. You play along, mustering a sheepish grin. "Well, you know, it's hard not to appreciate good company and, uh, interesting conversation."

Chan chuckles, a knowing glint still in his eyes. "Interesting conversation, huh? Is that what we're calling it now?"

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As the night in the recording studio winds down, you decide it's time to head back to your apartment. The music has filled the air with creative energy, but the familiarity of your own space calls to you. Chan, sensing your departure, offers to walk you out.

"Hey, I'll walk you to your place," Chan suggests with a friendly smile.

You agree, appreciating the gesture. Together, you exit the studio, the city lights casting a soft glow on the sidewalks. The air is filled with the residual melodies of the night, and as you walk, a comfortable silence settles between you.

Chan takes a moment before breaking the quietude. "You know, I really enjoyed spending time with you tonight."

You turn to him, a genuine warmth in your eyes. "Likewise,” You smile, “I’m uh-- I promise I wasn't staring for the reason you think,” You laugh awkwardly.

As you reach your apartment building, Chan stops, “Oh yeah, I’m sure…” He winks, looking at you with a smirk before continuing, "You know even if we're just getting to know each other, I hope we can do it again. It was really nice to meet you."

His words linger in the air, and you find them unexpectedly touching. "I'd like that, Chan," you reply, a genuine smile forming. "Thanks for the company."

Chan bids you goodnight, watching as you enter your building. As the door closes behind you, he stands there for a moment, a mix of emotions playing on his face.

You let out a sigh and a soft smile as you walk to your apartment door, unlocking it to find your roommate standing in the kitchen as he mixes something in a large bowl.

“Who the hell was that, Y/N?” He pokes at you with a sly grin, “You’re letting guys walk you home now? Where was my invitation?” He says with a playful laugh as he looks down at the bowl. 

“Felix, I met someone.”

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end note: Screaming. Question for the commenters.... whats worse? Not knowing your reliving the same day repeatedly, or watching someone else do it?

Thank you so much for reading! I'll work on part 3 as soon as I can!!

[sleepyycapybara]

Guys PT 1 is on my other account @peanutpermit read it before this one it has everything, like warnings, and well PT 1

Extra warning for this chapter

Literally like 2 swear words

Pt2❤❤

Annabeth pov

And he collapsed

I saw his eyes close, he wasn't breathing.

I was already crawling towards him, then I saw Artemis limping to us before I passed out.

I woke up 3 days later in the CHB infirmary with Percy in a bed next to me. Will Solace, and Grover are in the room whispering I don't think they see me yet.

I try to stretch my shoulders, its a routine every morning when I wake up.

"AHHHH, FUCKK!" I yell out in pain

What the freak had I been lifting my whole body is in excruciating pain after I moved even a touch.

"Annabeth are you okay?" Grover was right by my side now along with Will

"Yeah it just feels like I lifted 27 semi-trucks yesterday, without a break!" I grumble "My whole body hurts!"

"Annabeth do you not remember?" Will Solace whispered "You held up the sky..Your lucky you weren't Percy."

My eyes snap close as I remember holding the sky but I still can't remember anything else, until...OH NO, PERCY

My eyes snap open again with me screaming "PERCY!" I practically snap my head over to Percy.

"Annabeth did the memory shot work?" Will asked

"I REMEMBER EVERYTHING!"

"Can you tell us what happened to Percy? Artemis told us that he passed out after screaming something but she hit her head and that's all she remembered with Percy after she woke up."

"Before Artemis got us back to camp, Percy, he, he..." I had to tell them but the words wouldn't come out

I started hyperventilating

"Okay why don't you just rest for now Annabeth."

I try too sleep but I can't stop crying, I keep thinking about what happened, and how he fought for me...

I soon drift off to sleep

10 days later Percy just woke up

Percys pov

I wake up and without even moving I feel pain shooting through my whole body with out thinking I-

"AHHHH, FUCKK." -yelled that

I feel the whole sky's weight on me again crushing me but when I look up there is nothing on me

I see people rush in after hearing me yell and lets see here,

Will,

Grover,

And Annabeth!!

Im so glad she's safe. (aww I love dorky lovey seaweed brain❤❤)

while im laying down I feel my eye twitch again

"Oh my GODS if this eye doesn't stop twitching im going make Zeus carry the sky!" I ment it to be funny but with all the pain I felt in my eye, it came out with a sob.

Only one of my eyes though, the twitching one

"Oh, hey Wise Girl, why do you have a gray streak in your hair and I don't? I mean don't I get a cool souvenir from holding the sky?"

My eye is now only tricking tears now

Everybody except Annabeth had their jaw on the floor

"Did she not tell you? I literally killed Atlas with the sky on my shoulders, and standing up."

Nobody moved

"Umm that's why I'm in severe pain? And can't move?"

Will was the first to snap out of it

"H-how are you not...d-dead? Even gods can't hold the sky up standing, they would die of pressure."

"I don't know but can somebody give me some ambrosia? I kinda am, in, pain?like a lot? Oh wait, nvm im hooked up to this nector."

The tube went into my arm because I couldn't drink it in my small coma

I stopped everything moving, talking, thinking, and functioning.

My eyes widen everybody crowds around me, Annabeth looking into my twitching eye.

Annabeth's pov

I look into Percy's eye to see gray spreading from the top to bottom after like 20 seconds his whole eye is gray

Tbh I have no motivation left for this story so im not gonna write a pt.3 sorry?

Umm if you see any mistakes no you didn't 👀

Lazy bc I made this at 1:37 and ended at 1:54 A.M all just get the creative thoughts late at night/early in the morning

Gn my aquatic animals!🐳🐬🐟🐡🐙🦀🐠

[avatarmerida]

Sorry it’s been a month since the last update! But life has been crazy but rest assured, we shall keep advancing the friendship! Hunter is searching for the perfect way to ask Willow out, but of course he must encounter obstacles. Read on AO3 or under the cut!

“I don’t know what to do!” Willow exclaimed as she frantically started pacing the room once she was sure Hunter had left. “This whole time, this whole entire time I thought he was my boyfriend! But apparently not? I mean, I guess we never said it officially or anything but still! Oh my Titan he must’ve thought I was crazy!”

“I mean, he couldn’t have been that upset right?” Amity pointed out. “I mean, he did confess to you eventually.”

“Yeah I guess,” Willow said as she flopped on the bed. “And then I basically slammed the door in his face!”

“Yeah, maybe not your best move?” Said Amity, sucking her teeth.

“I guess just… I dunno. I thought kissing him at Grom was a pretty obvious sign that I liked him. But I guess he thought it was just a Grom thing.”

“Aw Willow, he’s so stupid,” Amity said as endearingly as she could.

“I know!” Willow groaned, covering her face with a pillow. “He’s so cute it makes me furious!”

“I mean, in your defense, it definitely seemed like you were dating. I mean,just look at what he posted right before the game!’ said Amity, taking out her scroll to pull up Hunter’s latest penstagram post. “It’s a picture of you two and he wrote: ‘She’s amazing #wcw always.’ He literally just called you his crush. That’s a pretty public declaration of feelings.”

“No, he thinks it stands for ‘Willow can win.’” Willow explained with a smile as she traced the pattern on her pillowcase with her finger. “I just thought it was cute so I didn’t correct him.”

“But just look at this picture,” said Amity, turning her scroll around to show Willow. “He can’t take his eyes off you. Even with the face paint you can tell how red his face is. It’s the same goofy face he had at Grom.”

“Hmm yeah, it is pretty goofy,” Willow chuckled as her face adopted a goofy grin of its own to match. She let out an aggravated sigh as she leaned back to hide beneath the pillow again. “Ergh, but now he thinks I’m upset about the kiss,” groaned Willow. “Which of course I’m not! It was a great kiss! It was a really great kiss.”

She felt tense and relaxed at the same time thinking about the total euphoria of Hunter spinning her around in the sunshine,laughing and smiling before pulling her in and pulling away far too soon. She had been riding that high the whole night up until what she thought a spontaneous romantic rendezvous had turned into an apology. He had apologized! Did that mean the kiss didn’t make him feel the same way? He said he had done it because he liked her but what if kissing her made him realize-

“Amity, what if he didn’t think it was a great kiss?” Willow asked in a panic, shooting up from the bed. “And that’s why he came over? W-what if I didn’t let him finish and he was going to say ‘I kissed you because I liked you but now I realize I don’t anymore, sorry.’”

“Uh…”

“I should’ve just told him I liked him back,” groaned Willow. “Then we could’ve just started over but I was just so caught off guard that I just left! Ahhhh!”

Amity watched her friend scream into her pillow and knew the feeling all too well. It seemed like just yesterday she was hyperventilating about kissing Luz on the cheek outside her house. Willow had been there for her then, even though they were still on shaky terms. But now their friendship was stronger than ever and Amity was determined to be the amazing friend that Willow deserved and had always been to her.

Amity gently lifted the pillow off her friend’s face so she could hear her better. “The other day Hunter and Luz came over and we were hanging up all the photos my mom never let us display because they weren’t ‘perfect’ enough. We were going through the photos from when we were little and he found a bunch of you and I from when I wasn’t terrible yet. And he just like… stared at this one photo of you in the garden like it was the most precious thing he’d ever seen in his life. I’m pretty sure he only hung up photos that had you in them.”

“Well I was a very cute child,” Willow replied with a sly smile. She had caught him doing the very same thing at her house many times, her fathers teased her about making him copies. She wished she had a photo of baby Hunter to fawn over. She knew none existed, she had pestered Darius about it and while he was able to confirm that while Hunter had indeed been a child wreaking havoc in the castle, Belos had chosen not document this (much to Willow’s dismay.) Hunter’s lack of memories to offer any additional insight had driven Willow to imagine what them meeting earlier would be like. She imagined he always had his gap tooth, growing up with a lisp that forced him to practice his vocabulary in the mirror until he-

But why was she thinking about this when she was trying to figure out how she was supposed to be feeling about Hunter now?

“What I’m trying to say is,” continued Amity, once she was sure Willow had left the mini daydream the story had inspired. “Hunter is crazy about you and has been for a long time. He knows you and cares about you and it would take alot more than a bad kiss for him to stop feeling that way.”

Willow sat up and squinted skeptically at Amity. “Are you saying I’m a bad kisser?”

----

At school the next day, Willow was doing everything she could to fight off the vines that tried to form around her feet. She knew that their interaction would be different today; she just didn’t know how. After his confessions and her apparent confusion, she didn't know if they were on the same page about what they were. Would he be shy? Embarrassed? Would he make the assumption she had made a month ago and act like she had? Regardless, she decided that no matter how things changed, they could talk this out. Sure, it might be a tad bit awkward to tell someone you thought you were dating for the past month while they thought they were secretly pining for you, but maybe it could be something they laughed about together?

“Hey, it’s no big deal!” Amity assured her as Willow tried to summon the strength to walk into school. “Just act like you used to act around Hunter.”

“I don’t remember how I used to act around Hunter!” Said Willow in a hushed panic. “I liked getting to act like his girlfriend, I don’t know how to go back!”

“Okay, then act like his girlfriend.”

“But I don’t know if I’m his girlfriend!”

“Okay then stop asking me for advice!” Said Amity in a panic. “Sorry! I just… I don’t know what to say here.”

“Well how did you act around Luz after you kissed her?”

“Uh, not great?” Amity winced, remembering the utter mess she had been. “Maybe just follow Hunter’s lead? I mean, I don’t think you can act weirder than him.”

“Yeah, okay.” said Willow, doing the signature Park breathing technique to calm her nerves. “Yeah, sure. I’ll just see how Hunter feels and go from there.”

But Hunter never came.

At first, Willow was worried that he was avoiding her, that he had taken her reaction to his confession the wrong way. But then she found out he wasn’t in school at all, which seemed too extreme for Hunter, so she knew something else must’ve been up. He didn’t respond to her messages. Then Gus said he wasn’t responding to him either. Willow began to worry.

“Oh no, he’s at my house,” Luz said casually as she greeted them outside the school when Willow shared her concern.“Darius brought him over in a panic because he didn’t know what to do and then mama called Eda because she kind of knew what to do but it was a demon realm thing and when I left for school this morning they were all making him soup. It was very sweet.”

“But he’s okay?”

“Oh yeah he’s fine, he’s just a little sick is all,” said Luz. “He’s been sleeping all day, Stringbean cuddled with him while I was at school. Mama sent me a picture, see?”

Luz showed them the photo on her phone and Willow felt her heart flip. Was it weird that she missed him? She had just seen him and was so worried about seeing him again today but darn it when she didn’t she really missed him. He looked so peaceful and she was thrilled anytime he got extra rest, but she wished she had known he wasn’t feeling well. She wondered if things weren’t potentially awkward between them right now if he would’ve told her.

“Oh, well since he’s at your house did you wanna take his homework to him?” Willow asked, slightly downtrodden. “I know he’ll be panicking all weekend worrying he’d fall behind without it.”

“Very true but uh actually, I don’t know if I can,” said Luz, sensing Willow’s sadness. “Amity and I have plans and I might… forget the books somewhere? Sure, but if you wanna stop by… well he’s been out cold most of the day but I’m sure just knowing you came would make him feel much better.”

Willow smiled, grateful for the excuse to see him. Luz knew she would be and thought about asking the details of last night after everything that happened but felt it best to wait until Hunter was conscious so she could hear both sides. She had to assume Willow wanting to see him was a sign that things were improving and maybe the not so subtle mumbling of her name that Hunter did in his sleep meant he would be waking up in a world where he was less anxious about his future with the plant girl. Either way, it was one less task for Luz.

---

When Willow arrived at the Noceda household, she was very surprised when Darius answered the door. She knew Luz had mentioned he had brought Hunter over but she didn’t realize he had stayed. She smiled as the look on his face suggested he had slept very little, most likely in favor of ensuring Hunter’s comfort.

“I knew it was only a matter of time before you showed up,” he said with a smirk. It was the same smirk he wore when Willow would come pick him up from Darius’ house, a smirk that suggested her name often came up and he had been instructed to not mention how.

“Hello Darius,” said Willow, clutching Hunter’s books to her chest. “How are you?”

“Hmm, are you sure I’m the person whose health you came to inquire about?” he teased.

Willow couldn’t help but blush. “So… how is Hunter?”

“Oh he’s doing much better, dear,” said Camila, appearing in the doorway beside Darius. “Please come in, Willow. Can I get you something to drink?”

“I’m okay, thank you,” she said, following them down the familiar hallway. The walls were covered in newly framed photos, most of which she had taken. As saddened as she was about Hunter’s condition, she was glad she was in this house surrounded by so much love. “So what happened? He’s not hurt is he?”

“He was out late last night without his jacket and caught the common mold,” said Darius as he checked his cuticles. “Nothing overly serious, but for now he’s quarantined in the dungeon.”

“Basement,” Camila corrected him for what was obviously not the first time. “He’s doing fine, cariña, he’s just a little… loopy when he’s awake.”

“Yes, but between my knowledge of demon realm ailments and Ms. Camila’s natural nurturing abilities, he couldn’t be in better hands.” Darius said proudly, having declared himself a master of co-parenting on more than one occasion. “Plus Eda came by with a potion to ensure he’s very comfortable.”

“Oh, I’m sure,” said Willow. “I just wanted to bring him his homework and see how he was doing.”

“Of course dear, he will be so happy to see you,” said Camila as she got something out of the drawer. “Just wear a mask when you go down, okay? He still might be a little contagious.”

“And no matter how many times he asks, I will not tell him where the sewing machine is hidden,” Darius said sternly. “Not until his fever breaks.”

“Of course,” Willow said as she slipped on the mask as she turned to head down to the basement, just as she used to do daily not too long ago.

“Okay, now can you tell me how your hair does that thing?” Willow heard Camila whisper to Darius when they thought she was out of earshot.

Willow chuckled to herself, eager to talk about this new friendship developing upstairs with Hunter as soon as he was well enough to. She caught sight of him from the staircase and felt her heart melt. He was resting, a small snore whistled from the gap in his teeth as he clung to the oversized pillow Camila had given him. He looked utterly adorable and Willow did not want to disturb him. She tiptoed down the stairs to place his books on the end table beside but she couldn’t help but linger beside him to admire the unfiltered smile on his face up close.

She noticed during his tossing and turning, his blanket had fallen to the ground. She bent down to pick it up and place it back on him, but despite her best efforts, the action disturbed his slumber as his eyes slowly flickered open to find her.

“Sorry! Sorry!” She harshly whispered. “I was just getting your blanket, you can go back to sleep I-.”

“Doctor! Oh my Titan!” Hunter exclaimed as his eyes shot open, his voice bouncing and snuffy. “Did you know you have the most beautiful eyes?”

“I’m not a doctor, Hunter,” she chuckled. “It’s Willow.”

“Willow! Oh, Willow!” Hunter said it was the lyric of his favorite song. “You do have eyes like Willow! Willow has such soft eyes. They’re green. A soft green. Like a periiiidot. But those are not a soft things, they are rocks. And they’re juuuust like her eyes. Ah!” He turned his head dramatically as though the very thought of Willow’s eyes was just too much for him.

“How are you feeling?” Willow asked, her aforementioned eyes sparkling.

“I’m fiiiiine,” he sang, moving his arms in the air like noodles. “I was just out seeing Willow and then I left and forgot to remember to wear a jacket and I walked around too long. But it’s a common mold. How much can it even?”

She finished piling his blanket over him and looked down at him, concerned. She could tell the combos toon of the common mold and Eda’s ailment had done quite a number on him. He had no filter or real grasp of how to say what he was trying to say, but at least he wasn’t in any pain.

“You didn’t go right home after seeing me?”

“The healer said they didn’t know how it would affect a grimwalker but we came home after,” said Hunter, referring to Darius’ taking him to the healer to be checked out before seeking Camila’s wisdom. “But when I saw Willow I couldn’t go home because I was too much thinking.”

“Thinking about Willow?”

“Mhm-Hmm.”

She hesitated to ask specifics. “Was it good or bad?”

“She is always good,” he said, making sure to emphasize each word. “I’ve always thought that. But I just said the thing and then I was like in unbelieving of it.”

Camila was right, he was loopy.

“Is that what you were thinking about? About what you… told her?” She hoped he hadn’t been in too much distress. Hopefully not in regret.

“I was thought about … how? How is what’s next, you know? Like where do I take her?”

Willow just smiled, able to put enough pieces together to understand the gist of Hunter’s mumbles. It certainly wasn’t regret.

“I’m sure she’ll be fine going anywhere with you.”

“It’s like, I told her now I have to ask her but then my head got fuzzy and it’s been so many time since then,” he sighed dramatically, trying to focus on the ceiling. “And I’ll feel fine once the room stops moving!”

“So you weren’t… upset?”

“About liking Willow? Noooope!” he popped his “p” dramatically and chuckled to himself like it was the silliest question he had ever heard. “I mean I know I hide it pretty well, so don’t be surprised, doctor, but I like her like a lot. And I don’t wanna keep it secret ‘nymore.”

Willow was glad she was wearing a mask because she was sure the smile on her face was embarrassingly wide and she didn’t want Hunter to think she was happy he was ill, but how many girls got to say they got more than one heartfelt confession from their crush?

“She is just so…” Hunter started to say but his brain couldn’t seem to focus long enough to find the perfect word to finish his sentence. Instead he let out a dramatic sigh as his eyes fluttered, like the very thought of her made him closer to entering a dream. She remembered he had said the same incomplete wonderment that day on the flyer derby field with that same goofy grin.

Willow carefully sat on the couch’s arm, knowing she should be keeping her distance from him in his state, but she just didn’t see how she could do that. She wanted nothing more than to sit on the couch with his head on her lap and play with his hair and tell him all the things about him that made her feel goofy and dreamy as they watched human movies they didn’t really understand but she knew that would have to wait. Hopefully it wouldn’t have to wait too long.

“Oh, it seems so silly that you were walking home without a jacket when I still have your suit jacket from Grom in my room,” Willow sighed, sad she could’ve prevented this from happening as she readjusted his blanket on his chest. “I’m sorry I didn’t think to give it back to you.”

“Whaaaat? No! Don’t be sorry,” Hunter slurred, looking up at her with soft assuring eyes. “Darius says all the suave gentlemen give their dates their jacket. Plus he does not want to see that back in the house he says. He said ‘Little prince, you want her to see you as a competent suitor, not a silly clown covered in flowers.”

Willow giggled. “Well, I’ll be sure to let him know how very not silly I thought you looked,” she assured him, remembering how her heart absolutely fluttered when she first saw him in his suit, a suit she knew he had lovingly made with her in mind. How could she be anything other than impressed?

“Okay, wait, you know what is actually silly though?” Hunter said as though he was a stand up comic entering a well known bit, propping himself up on his elbows to see her better. “Is how I kissed her.”

“Oh…”

“Yeah,” Hunter chuckled at the joke only he understood. “Because like what even happened? I wanted to kiss her? And then I did? Whaat?!”

“Yeah it was uh preeeettty silly.” She said, trying to see how that was silly exactly.

“Cause like I’ve wanted to kiss her tons of other times but I didn’t, so like how did I even know how to, ya know?” He said as he rested his head back on his pillow, barely able to keep his puffy eyes open.

Her face lit up. “What?”

“Like I wanted to kiss Willow soooo many times before but I didn’t but like that’s the time I did? That’s crazy. It’s banana crazy. I wanted to kiss her that time we got bananas but I didn’t even know why. Who kisses in the banana aisle? No way!” He chuckled at his ramblings as though unaware they were occurring aloud with an audience. The audience in question was elated as these thoughts were not exclusive to the loopy boy looking up at her.

“Hmmm, why didn’t you?” She couldn’t resist asking as she leaned over the back of the couch and rested her cheek on her hand.

“I would’ve messed it up,” he said with a large sigh, sad that he was certain of it. “Luz said people are always falling over bananas, I couldn’t risk it.”

“I see.”

“Ya know we used to message all the time and I was gonna kiss her hand did you know?”

“No, I didn’t actually.”

“Yeah, it’s true,” he said with an air of cocky confidence she had not seen from him in awhile. “I was gonna. I was gonna run into her accidentally on purpose and then take off my mask helmet and kiss her hand and say something cool.”

He had never told her this before. Depending on the day he had intended on following through on this, there was a very good chance Willow would have combusted.

“What would you have said?”

“I’d say ‘oh hello’ like I was surprised and not even a little bit sweaty and walk her home or wherever she wanted and then before I’d leave I would say like ‘what a plant you are” his voice got deeper as he misquoted himself. “But I don’t know what I’d say between that, I didn’t get to practice that part.”

Willow scrunched her nose as she tried to connect why Hunter’s words sounded so familiar. Then it clicked: in his sickly state he had rearranged the words a bit,but it was like he was attempting to reenact a scene from a book they had talked about. She remembered how he was telling her his Ruler’s Reach theories and she was recommending other books he could read while he waited for the sequel.

She had briefly mentioned (mostly as a joke) one of her guilty pleasures she had read countless times when she was younger. It was a cheesy young adult book about a botanist and a cursed young noble that Willow liked mostly because of the accuracy of how rare plant care was depicted. But she’d be lying if it hadn’t formulated most of her notions about what romance was. Probably the most famous scene was when the monarch comes to the greenhouse looking for a plant that could possibly lift their curse that only the botanist could manage to grow.

“Please be careful with them,” the botanist says as he gently places the pot in the noble’s arms. “They’re very precious to me.”

The young noble pulls down their scarf that they wear to hide the effects of the curse to respond to him in a low, cool voice: “I shall, you have my word.”

The botanist looks up to them with wide, shimmering eyes. “I wasn’t speaking to you.”

They pause (this story had a lot of dramatic pauses and Willow didn’t understand them until much later when she was the one waiting on the other end) and steps closer to him, both of their fingertips lingering on the pot’s edges as they barely touched.

“It’s a beautiful flower,” the royal says quietly.

“It’s the most beautiful flower I have,” he responds, his voice quiet and raspy as his finger lovingly strokes one of the petals. “I hope it will be enough.”

“That’s not the flower I was referring to.” They slowly remove his gardening glove from one of his hands and bring it to their lips and press a gentle kiss to his knuckles, never removing their eyes from his matching gaze. “Thank you for allowing me to be the presence of such a lovely flower.”

Was it cheesey? Yes. Did she read that passage over and over again every night before bed? Yes.

She didn’t realize Hunter had taken her request, she certainly didn’t suspect he had been planning on using it to woo her. It would’ve worked too. Titan, it would’ve worked very well. Willow was thankful her mask hid her blush. She had suspected for awhile that Hunter returned her crush but she didn’t think he had liked her for that long.

“But I never got to because then I got trapped in a mind and then I saw her but it wasn’t her and then when I did I wasn’t in the mask so it wouldn’t be as cool.” Hunter continued to explain, acting as though the poorly summarized series of events was more of an inconvenience when it came to flirting with her and not a major source of trauma. Willow remembered mentioning how seeing him wearing his mask in posters around town reminded her of the noble concealing their identity. She saw now he had taken that small comment as indication that his plan had even more romantic potential.

“Ah! But then I skipped so much! I did it out of order!” groaned Hunter, flopping back onto the couch as his mind reminded him how he had arrived at this tangent.

“What do you mean?”

“Doctor, I kissed her,” Hunter explained with wide panicky eyes. “Like… a real kiss.”

“So? What’s wrong with that?”

“Doctor, you can’t just go around kissing people, what will they think of you? If I kiss Willow and Willow and I aren’t dating then she will think I kissed her because I like winning and she won. I do! I do like winning but I also like… her facccce.” He hissed the soft c on the word as though just mentioning her face hypnotized him. “But I don’t even know if she wanted me to kiss her! And also there might be a curse about kissing your captain! And then I just…ahh! How could I?!”

“But what about when Willow kissed you at Grom?”

“Pssssh, that’s just a Grom thing!” Hunter said as though it was no big deal. “That can’t count because she didn’t even know that I liked her!”

“What if… she kind of did?”

“Wha?”

“What if she did know that you liked her when she kissed you? Would it count then?”

“Well, theeeeen it would uh…” he stopped, clearly speaking before he knew the answer. He considered it, what such an action would mean if Willow knew what he knew. “Well, then that would mean that she… uh… hehehe.” He couldn’t even finish now as he began to laugh hysterically. It was nervous and loud and full, as if it was unsure what it stemmed from, only knowing it was too bostorius to contain. “I mean if she… then we could… I mean… hehehe…”

He lulled himself into a fit of giggles as he indulged himself in the very true hypothetical. Willow had her answer, she had more than enough to reassure her. Nothing was weird between them, well no weirder than it was before their series of misunderstandings. He was still a dork who wanted to be her dork, and he was still planning on striving for that goal. She smiled wide beneath her mask, his giddiness contagious. Then she remembered that was not the only potentially contagious thing about him.

“Well, you should get back to sleep,” she said, seeing him fighting the urge to yawn. She hopped up and made haste of tucking him back in, wanting him to get better as soon as possible. “I should probably get going anyway. Message me if you need anything, okay?”

“Oh I can't, Darius took away my scroll.” Replied Hunter as he buried himself in his vast collection of pillows.

“Really? Why?” She laughed.

“Uh, because he wants Camila to think he’s a good dad,” said Hunter. “She found out how much sugar he lets me eat and she was nooot happy. No feliz.”

“Okay then, just get better soon okay?”

“Yeah, I gotta go get better so I can gotta go and talk to Willow.” He said as he tried to fight back the sleep he so desperately needed. “Goodbye, beautiful eyes. I’ll beam you up, okay… you and your eyes and your dimples and your…” sleep took hold in the middle of his sentence.

“Sweet dreams you dork,” she whispered, blowing him a kiss before heading back up the stairs.

“... who said I was bald? I’m definitely not bald,” Darius finished telling Camila as he sipped his cup of tea as she sat across from him at the kitchen table trying to surpress her smile.

“Hunter said you took away his scroll,” Willow said as she went to cover her ears beneath her hair before heading back out. “How come?”

“He kept writing novels beneath your photos on penstagram,” said Darius, summoning Hunter’s scroll to show her. “Normally, I’d try to help him save face but the little prince ratted me out to Camila and now no one is allowed to have espresso so he’s on my bad side.”

“And here I thought you didn’t have a bad side,” teased Willow as she went to see Hunter’s fever driven words.

Darius smirked. “Ah, I knew there was a reason I liked you, flyer derby girl,” he said. “Hopefully your wisdom will continue to rub off on him.”

“Darius! ¿Qué estás haciendo? You can’t show her those!” Scolded Camila, wiping the smirk clear off Darius’ face. “Ah, why must you embarrass the boy more?”

“What? You were the one who said you’d wanna see the look on her face when she saw them!” Darius countered, angrily sipping his unfortunately non caffeinated beverage.

Camila shook her head in disapproval before revealing a small grin meant only for Willow to see. She giggled. “Oh, but look! He even tried typing some in Spanish!” Camila pointed out excitedly, Willow spotted the words “bonita” and “hermosa” among a collection of usual Hunter misspellings and ramblings.

She looked at the photo he had chosen, it was one he had taken of just the two of them after he had been made lieutenant. Hunter smiled so wide his eyes were closed, his gap tooth on full display. She had her arm around his shoulder, their cheeks pressed together as her eyes were focused on him, captivated by his joy. She remembered she was fighting the overwhelming urge to kiss him and she wondered if he would ever look back and realize that. They were so happy. Regardless of what came next, Willow was certain that wouldn’t change.

—-

“So how are things going with our little plant girl?” Dell asked Hunter as he walked up the hill to his makeshift workshop.

“I mean they’re… going, I guess,” Hunter sighed as a collection of paliman hopped onto his lap, happy to see him after he had been away for so long. “I… told her how I feel.”

“There we go! That’s my boy!” said Dell with vigor and pride. “So when’s the wedding?”

Hunter chuckled nervously as his ears turned crimson. “Well I… told her how I feel but I haven’t asked her anything yet. I got sick so I haven’t been able to plan how to do it so it’s perfect and special and-.”

He was cut off by Dell laughing as he went over to water another palistrom tree. “Oh, we should start a club, you and I,”

“Really? Why?”

“We both fell for strong, vibrant women,” he said fondly. “Why, when I met Gwen I didn’t know which way was up I’d get so nervous around her. But her? Oh, she was always this bright outgoing thing, I thought there’s no way she’d go for someone like me. So one day, we spent the whole day together doing all our favorite things and I walked her home and I’m so nervous I’m sweating through my new dress shirt. I was determined to tell her how I felt if it killed me, and with the way my heart was beating I thought it just might. I’m rambling and saying too much and nothing at the same time and she just stands there, not opening the door. I know she has a curfew so I’m rushing but she doesn’t seem in any kind of hurry. And so I ask her ‘did you forget your keys?’ Thinking she left them somewhere and I’m gonna go retrace our steps and see where they might be. And she says ‘no, I’m waiting for you to stop talking to I can kiss you.’”

“So what did you do?”

“I’ve never shut up quicker in my life,” he said with a grin. “My point is: I understand wanting to do it right and make it perfect but at the end of the day, the important thing is that it happens. That’s what she really cares about.”

“Really?”

“I’ve seen the way she looks at you,” smirked Dell. “I’ve heard her talk about you when you’re not here, the way she asks about you, she’s quite taken with you.”

“Oh, well I don’t know about that…”

“While you’ve been away, she’s been coming by and singing to the trees,” Dell recalled, “There’s a new spring in her step, and given what you’ve told me I think I know why.”

Hunter’s face turned totally crimson. He had been told Willow had come to see him a few times, but his symptoms went strong for a solid three days and those days were very much a blur. Luz confirmed she had stopped by but said he had slept the entire time, but the new plant that would appear beside his bedside confirmed that she had been there. He wanted to see her now that he was well, but he didn’t want to delay this next step. When he saw her next, he wanted to be ready.

“I just… don’t know what to ask her.”

“What do you mean? You just ask her if she wants to go out with you, don’t you?”

“Okay, but do I ask her out or to go out?”

“Uh… what’s the difference?”

“Well, she knows I like her so the next logical step would be to advance the friendship past simply being just friends,” explained Hunter. “But, do we need a trial field experience before officially labeling it?”

“What?”

“Okay, do I ask Willow out on a date to see if she would be able to return my feelings or do I simply skip that and jump right into asking her to be my girlfriend?” Said Hunter as he stood up and began to pace, the paliman following closely behind. “Because if I ask her to skip too many steps too soon it may come off the wrong way. Like, if I ask her to be my girlfriend and she’d rather go on a date first, she might feel rushed but if I ask her on the date and she’d rather skip that part she might think I’m not confident in our future together.”

“Courting certainly has changed since my day,”chuckled Dell as he saw the confusion spread amongst the palisman that rested on his shoulders. “I’m sure she’ll say yes to whatever you ask her.”

“But I wanna ask her the right thing,” said Hunter in a low voice, as he sunk back into his stump.

“Ya know, you remind me of another teenager I knew who agonized over the same thing with another headstrong, mischievous witch.”

“Really? What did they do?”

---

Hunter frantically pounded the front door of the Owl House. “Hello?” he called as though it was an emergency. “HELLO!

“Hellooooooo.” said Hooty as he entered his window twisting and singing as his energy directly contrasted Hunter’s.

“Hooty!” said Hunter, trying to see past him. “Is Raine home?”

���Whyyyyyy?”

“I was hoping they could help me with something.” Hunter said, knowing it was always best to give Hooty as little information as possible.

“Tell me more, tell me more,” sang Hooty. “Knowledge is power!”

“I want their help with a song,” said Hunter, not wanting to waste any more time. “Dell told me that’s how they asked Eda out when they were younger because they didn’t know what to say and I thought that maybe they could-.”

“Oh! Are you trying to learn how to play the violin?”

“No! I want to ask Willow out!”

“Willoooooow! Hoot hoot! Bout time you two made it official, huh?” Hooty asked, raising his eyebrows and making Hunter blush in frustration. “This is a big moment! Can I sing at your wedding?”

What was it with everyone jumping to marriage so suddenly? “Look, is Raine home or not?”

“No! Sorry! Oh! But Lulu is here! I can get her! She knows eeeeverything!”

“What! No! I- er!”

A few moments later, Lilith arrived at the door.

“Oh, hello Hunter,” she said, still adjusting to using his name and not his title with clear disdain in her voice. “How can I help you?”

“I’m looking for Raine because I need help asking Willow something,” summarized Hunter.

“Oh, yes Hooty mentioned you held romantic feelings for her,” said Lillith, adjusting her glasses. “When he found me he was crying about how adorable your children will look.”

“Listen, I can come back later if you can just tell Raine that I stopped by or better yet let me know where they-.”

“Well, are you two compatible?”

“What?”

“Well, I know you have some… hormone thing occurring,” said Lilith, gesturing vaguely to all of him. “Which, based on her pupil dilation when you’re around each other and the giggly suggestion of your peers I can assume is somewhat mutual. But a relationship of any sort requires structure. Romance can only last so long, I assume. But is there a base for a solid partnership between the two of you?”

“Yes? I mean, we’re good friends and I really like her-.”

“Are you aware of any allergies she may have?”

“Um… shellfish?”

“Do you happen to know the prescription for her glasses?”

“Um not off the top of my head but I have her old pair in my flyer derby bag in case the gold ones break if-.”

“And who would be her primary emergency contact?”

“Um her dads, I think I have Harvey’s- wait, what is this for?” Hunter demanded, realizing she was writing his answers down.

“Oh, for Hooty to better compose your course, of course.”

“What?”

“Well, when Luz and Amity first became a couple, Hootsipher wrote to me and explained how he was an integral part in the occurrence,” said Lilith with utter delight. “So it stands to reason that he would be the best one to assist you and Willow as well!”

“What? No! I didn’t want Hooty’s help. I came here for Raine!”

“Oh, well Raine’s not home.”

“I know that, I just-

“Well if you knew that then why did you fill out our questionnaire?”

“I didn’t want to fill out any questionnaire! I didn’t want Hooty’s help at all!”

“Oh…” said Lilltih, looking behind Hunter with a worried face. “Well, I’m afraid it may be too late for that.”

“Why?”

“Because he’s just arrived with Willow.”

“WHAT? HOW DID HE-.” but before Hunter could finish his question, he was swept off his feet by an overwhelming force. Everything went black.

When he came to, the first thing Hunter realized was that he had no idea where he was. The walls were tall and dark as though he was in a cave. The ground where he sat was cold and hard, and he could not locate a breeze which suggested they were deep under the ground. He remembered Hooty was involved so he didn’t feel as though he was in imminent danger, but he still felt uneasy.

The second thing he realized was that he was not alone.

“Ugh, what happened?” said the disoriented voice beside him. Directly beside him.

“Captain!” exclaimed Hunter in a panic, rising to his feet when he realized how close they were. When Hooty had so unceremoniously dumped them on the ground, he had placed Willow atop his chest. Hunter had no idea how long they had been here. “Willow! Hey! Hi! You’re here!”

“Hi,” she chuckled, reaching up to take his hand as he offered to help her off the ground. “So where is ‘here,’ exactly?”

“HIIIIIIII!” echoed a high pitch yet menacing voice that seemed to come from the very walls themselves.

“Oh no,” Hunter whispered. “Willow, I’m so sorry.”

“For what?”

“For this!” replied the bird tube thing, emerging from the shadows to capture them once more. He quickly ran a circle around them to wrap himself around the pair, trapping their arms at their sides and them beside each other.

“Hooty?” said Willow, his presence always offering some form of confusion.

“That’s riiight! Hooty and Hunter! Call us the H-Team!”

“Please do not call us that,” whispered Hunter.

“Hooty, what is this? Where are we?” Willow asked.

“You’re at the first day of the rest of your lives!” Hooty said with delight as he proceeded to move forward. Still holding onto the confused pair, they only became closer in Hooty’s grasp as he transported them to their destination at full speed.

“That didn’t answer my question,” said Willow, the side of her face smushed against Hunter’s. His eyes were wide in horror and his cheeks were flushed at the close proximity to Willow. He became more confused by the second.

“Oh I think you’re the one who will be answering a question hoot hoot!” Hooty said, trying to suppress his giggles.

“What? What do you- woah!”

Suddenly, Willow and Hunter were sailing back to the ground. It was just as hard and cold, but the air was different somehow. Instinctively, Willow and Hunter rose to their feet and delved into a fighting stance, ready for anything. Willow summoned a vine to guard her and Hunter as Hooty sunk away into the darkness. Suddenly, the darkness vanished into a sea of green and gold neon all around them.

CAPTAIN OF MY HEART

WILL-OW YOU BEE MINE?

THE MOST BEAUTIFUL FLOWER IN THE GARDEN

“Hooty! Take us back to the Owl House, please!” Hunter called into the void, panicking at his inability to hide the drafts of his confessions from Willow’s view, unaware that she was absolutely captivated. “Now! Haha, or better yet back in time!”

“Love eternal or your money back guaranteed, hoot!” Hooty said happily from somewhere unknown, ignoring Hunter’s frustration.

“I didn’t give you any money!” Hunter insisted before turning to Willow. “I didn’t give him any money, I swear I had nothing to do with this… whatever this is.”

“Hooty’s tunnel of love has a 100% success rate,” said the bird tube, his voice moving from one side of the room to the other. “And it’s about to have 200%, hoot hoot!”

“That’s not how percentages work!” Hunter exclaimed, his face reddening.

Willow could tell Hunter’s latest attempt at a grand gesture had been hijacked by Hooty. She took it as a good sign. Not the hijacking, the fact that there was something to hijack. It meant he was ready, that she hadn’t been rushing him. He wanted the moment to be memorable, private, unique. Two out of three wasn’t bad.

As far as Willow was concerned, it didn’t have to be perfect. It would be perfect so long as it happened.

“Hunter, you don’t need to be-.”

But before Willow could finish, the ground shifted beneath their feet. It slanted, quickly launching them both down as they attempted to steady themselves and regain their balance. It was then Willow realized Clover was not with her and she could not simply fly her and Hunter to safety. She adjusted her footing and reached out to find Hunter’s hand as they helped steady themselves preparing for the impact of the incline ending.

“Well,” breathed Willow with a smile once they reached level ground again. She gave his hand a gentle squad e, as though to prompt him to do the talking before Hooty reentered the scene. “That wasn’t so bad, right?”

“Right,” chuckled Hunter, finding the strength to squeeze her hand back. “I uh, I don’t really know what’s going on.”

Willow laced her fingers through his, pulling him closer to her. “I think I do.”

He took a deep breath. He could just say it right now. Things were quiet, and peaceful. There was no reason to keep prolonging it, there was no reason not to seize this moment with just the two of them, there was no-.”

“There’s fire?” Willow said, both horrified and intrigued. Hunter turned his head and saw that she was right as a ring of fire formed around them and began to rise.

“The fires of love!” Hooty exclaimed in a dented laugh and the flames grew higher. Didn’t Amity and Luz get a boat ride? The fire was a step up, Willow had to admit.

Before she could summon a flower to carry them away or remember a spell for something to douse them, Hunter leapt forward and teleported her outside the fire wall. She heard a collection of explosions echo around them, suggesting Hooty had planted several fire pits throughout the void as she felt Hunter dodge and run between them to secure a safe spot. He stopped for a moment to check on the plant girl residing in his arms, attempting to continue shielding her from the rapidly random dangers around them as he held her in a small but secure dip.

“Are you okay?” He panted.

“Uh huh,” she said so faintly it was almost inaudible. The blaze of the fire traveling behind him made his brown eyes shine like amber embers. He held up mere inches above the ground, one hand securing her waist and the other cradled her head. Despite the chaos occurring around them, Willow felt safe in Hunter’s arms. She couldn’t help but think that if he just leaned down a little more they would be close enough to-

“Hold on, I’ll get us out of here,” said Hunter effortlessly scooping her into his arms. It wasn’t the first time he had done this but it made her heart race all the same. They way he held her like she was something precious, like he wanted her close but was afraid of holding her too tightly. She remained there in stunned silence for a moment, taking in his profile up close. She had always found his sharp jawline so incredibly handsome, and under the circumstances he was too distracted to see her swoon. There was no other word for it, his determination shone so brightly in his face and features the same way it did when he was focused on a book or match. Willow could see no higher honor than being something Hunter focused on.

She knew that despite Hooty’s… hootiness, they were most likely not in real danger. They had definitely been in deadlier situations. Or maybe that was her brain making excuses so she could ogle him without being interrupted. Or maybe this was part of Hooty’s plan. Either way, she was gonna do it.

Just as they were certain they had escaped the fire portion of it all, Hooty sent a collection of spheres hurtling towards the pair. Hunter dodge them but they seemed to come from every direction and he couldn’t focus on dodging them and looking for an exit simultaneously. Willow recognized them as grudgby balls and figured they were probably Eda’s from when she used to play. Willow had plenty of experience dodging these and leapt from Hunter's arm to summon a large flower to catch the first one before it could hit them. The balls came quicker and in larger quantities as Willow skillfully surrounded them with a garden of protection, the flowers catching them and spitting them out toward an unseen attacker. She was too focused on protecting Hunter to see him staring at her with wide, adoring eyes.

“Look for a way out!” She called, having no difficulty capturing balls but having a feeling that this could go on for hours.

“Right!” Hunter said with a nod as he tried to see past the lights of neon and fire for something that looked out of place in the unique collection of chaos. Above them, he saw a glimmer of dull light. It seemed unfitting of Hooty’s aesthetic and Hunter knew that must be the way out. He leapt forward and grabbed Willow’s waist as he laughed them into the air towards the freckle of light.

They found themselves safe and sound outside the Owl House, collapsing to the ground as they tried to catch their breath.

Willow thought this would be a funny story they told the way Amity and Luz did, a jump start

“I’m sorry Willow, this was a disaster,” groaned Hunter, much to her surprise and dismay. “I ruined everything. I had one shot and I blew it. Luz was right, I do overcomplicate things.”

“Hey,” said Willow as she say up, placing her hand atop his. “You didn’t ruin anything. I know how Hooty can be and we’re okay and I mean, it was at least interesting, right? It was a good training regime, maybe we can incorporate it into practice.”

He smiled in spite of himself. She always had a way of making him smile even when he had no right to. She was too good and she deserved the world, and he couldn’t even give her a decent confession.

“It’s just that I… wanted to ask you something and I thought that if I made a big enough display it might impress you so you would-.”

He stopped himself when he looked up and saw how close her face was to his as she clung to his words with wide eyes and baited breath. “So I would …what?” She asked softly.

“So you would… nevermind.” but just as he was gaining momentum, he lost his nerve. How could he possibly confess his adoration in the shadow of his failure? He swore the next time he saw her, he would sweep her off her feet. Instead, his feelings had nearly gotten her killed. Surely if she didn’t turn him down now it would be out of pity. Hunter stood up, fists clenched as he tried to shake his frustration enough to continue talking before he went to teleport away. “Clearly that wasn’t the way either. Maybe there just isn’t… I’m sorry you came all this way for nothing. I’ll see you tomorrow at school, Captain.”

No! He was so close! How could he not see how totally crazy she was about him? That she didn’t care what they did or where they were as long as they got to be together. But it didn’t matter how many times she said she was having a great time becuse he wasn’t listening to her, he was trapped in his own head. He was so stuck on his high expectations that he couldn’t see that she didn’t care about the bells and whistles, she only wanted him. She didn’t care if it was awkward or rushed or messy so long as it was real. So long as it happened.

She knew that getting this right was important to him. But she wouldn’t let that happen at the expense of his self worth. She wouldn’t hold her tongue a minute longer, not when the sweetest person she knew felt like he wasn’t good enough for her.

He had tried doing it in so many different ways, asking other people for advice. But at the end of the day, there was only one side-fire way to assure him this was the right time.

“Hey, you!” She called before a Hunter could get too far away. He stopped to look down at her but before he could respond, he was captured mid- teleport by a mighty vine. It wrapped around him, trapping his arms to the sides before pulling him down to earth and dragging him through the dirt before landing a few feet in front of Willow.

She had her head down, which allowed her eyes to be hidden and the light glared in the lenses making her face unreadable. Hunter prepared himself for the worst. Would she call him a fool? Would she tell him to give up?

Hunter held his breath as she slowly lifted her head, bracing himself for a swift rejection.

“Do you wanna be my boyfriend?”

[twiceland]

oh my gosh okay first of all happyyyy wednesday (it is wednesday in my timezone hehe) to everyone !!! today i hit 1k followers after having this blog since october 2022, and i feel ever so grateful for all of you, mutuals or not, for supporting me throughout this wild ride <//3 i'm currently in exam season (i'm crying inside) so i haven't been very active this year but i am still so happy and excited and ahhhh!!!!!! this means so much to me and honestly i can't even believe that we're here in this moment but wahshjdfhgjshd thank you all soooooo much <3 to celebrate, i decided to write mini email looking notes for some of my mutuals! please don’t be offended if i didn’t write an email for you; if you would like an email and we are mutuals please send me an ask and i will 100% write you one!!!!

to: miru ( @rosiesared ) subject: my fav yunjin stan

MIRUUUUU <3 i still cannot believe we’ve been friends for almost two years. you are genuinely one of the kindest people i know and one of the most genuine ones i know. you’re always there when i just wanna talk and ramble and we ramble together and i adore you for that 🥹 i remember us meeting and me being intimidated as fuck by you but u are the sweetest and have the most amazing personality 💖💖💖💖 i’m so proud of you always I LOVE U TO BITSSSSS

to: isai ( @solojihyo : @yosang ) subject: jihyo’s wife ( real !!! )

MY CLUMSY BLOB <3 hi my love!!! you are someone i love and hold so dearly to my heart <3 you’re someone i can talk to at my happiest and my worst, and you help me become a better version of myself. you’re so sweet and lovely and such a genuinely wonderful person and i appreciate you being in my life these past couple of years. i adore you!! love you sooooooo much my fav horanghae lover (btw i walked into a pole again yesterday. i didnt hurt myself dw) (also thank u for convincing me to download the cracked ps from the link you sent in the server) (i lov u)

to: michaela ( @mandu : @thefeelz ) subject: jennie’s loml

when you followed me i was so sure i was in a fever dream. i’m pretty sure i blinked at my screen like 200 times. ANYWAYS you are literally ,,,,, i think the only way to say this is so fucking cool . although we don’t talk a lot, seeing u on the dash is always a sure way to make me smile <3 i love youuuuu

to: zay ( @jeonwonwoo : @kimsdahyun ) subject: jeonghan’s bff

HI MY MOST BELOVED ZAY !!! over the last couple of months we’ve gotten sm closer and i just love hearing ab u talk about our fav sebongs and ps stuff && everything you’re passionate about. you’re genuinely one of the most fun and funny people i know and i adore you so much <3 love u love u love u jeonghans wife 💖💖💖💖 MY MOST AESTHETIC PRETTIEST QUEEN !!!!!

to: dana ( @lesseraive ) subject: chaewon = loml = the only girl ever

dana!!!! i still cannot believe its only been … a little more than a year? since we became mutuals 😭 you’re the best. i love shittalking w you, talking about our girls (jangchae) and how izone deserved and deserves better (we miss u izone) (u are forever) (never izgone) . you’re like an older sister to me and i feel like i can talk to you about anything. thank you for being here and being my friend, i love youuuu <3 jeonghyeon p01

to: elv ( @seokmins ) subject: seokmin’s pizza girl !

elvvvvv <3 tbh we’ve talked to about this before but i think the most funny part of our friendship is me not remembering how we met HSKFBSJSK i know that we were both mutuals in laws through isai but honestly it feels like we’ve been mutuals for like ….. ever. you are so sweet and lively it feels like we are just two sunshines together in a field of sunflowers whenever we talk 😭 you make me smile whenever you come up on the dash and you deserve all of the love in the entire world <3 sending my squishiest hugs your way! 💗

to: mini ( @venompinks ) subject: #1 blackpink lover

MINI MINI MINI !!!! hi beloved <3 tbh ive always seen u as like an older sibling to me. you have rhsi comforting vibe that just emulates love & support and i adore that. i love seeing ur creations && support towards ur favs (esp the pinks hehe) and ur so so so lovely!!!! sending u all the squishiest hugs in the whole wide WORLD !!!!!

to: theo ( @lovebitxx ) subject: chaer’s #1 <3

THEO THEO THEO THEO !!!!! i remember you following me during your lixblr era and feeling so :OOO bc that was pre gg blog and i was like wowowow bc all of your creations are so pretty 😭😭😭 im so happy we’ve gotten closer and u always make me smile and just seeing u on my dash and talking to u makes me so happyyyyy!! you’re so passionate about your favs and its always so nice to see you get excited about them ): i love youuuu so much 💗

to: daisy ( @svmit ) subject: juhyeon’s bf ( REAL ! )

MY DAISYYYYY i love you!!!! getting to know you have been soso fun and im so glad to know you 🥹🥹🥹 you’re genuinely so sweet and adorable and i want to squeeze u into the tightest hug 🫂 my fav lightsum && ptg stan 4ever!!!!! 💞💞💞

to: shreya ( @fawad-khan : @kiimtaehyung ) subject: tae’s wife & hyunjin’s gf 🎀🎀🎀

my most beloved shreya!!!!! hi akka i love u to the moon and back and beyond 💞💞💞💞 its kinda crazy to think a year ago we barely knew each other and now we’ve both celebrated our birthdays and waaaaaa it feels insane. i feel like. you’re genuinely someone i see as my older sister and i want to hug you so bad and. YEAAAA the momo to my sana i love youu <3 also thanks for teaching me that andrew garfield is a real person 😁 mwah

to: theo ( @toplines ) subject: best jeongyeon stan!!!!

HI MY LOVELIEST THEO!!!!! I ADORE U HEHE thank u for being one of the silliest most funny most genuine people in my life u are quite literally the kuromi to my melody, the jeongyeon to my sana and i lov u lots!!!!! u are the best ever and u deserve all the love and moreeee 💞💞💞💞 hehe ALSO U ARE THEEEE GFX ICON OF ALL TIME

to: lau ( @saerom : @127s ) subject: saerom’s biggest fan (real)

HI LAUUUUU hehe i know we havent been close for that long (i think we met in userps i dont even remember if im being honest) but you’ve always been someone i look up to. you have this ability to like. stay calm and handle difficult situations with ease and are so funny and fun to talk to!!!! ilu a lot and u are genuinely the sweetest ever <3333 also u are THEEEE URL QUEEN !!!!! never forget !!!!! hugs !!!! 💞💞💞💞💞

to: hales ( @3rachaas ) subject: changbins wife confirmed!!!

HALES HALES HALES HI !!! u are the funniest person ever actually genuinely seriously 100%ly (how many more adverbs can shri use,, more at ten) u are my east coast bestie and i love playimg games with u even if u win every single time 😓😓😓 ILY SOOO MUCH i wish i could hug u sososoososososo bad <////3 mwah!!!! also u are my fav 3racha stan 4ever (edit i hate tumblr ANYWAYS i miss our uno game nights can we have one again) (also hales edit era we miss u) (ilyilyilyilyily)

to: lee ( @komca ) subject: komcanation ‼️ mark’s wife

hi mother 😁😁 u are my favorite mark stan 😁😁 i lov u 😁😁 no in actuality i love u sm lee u are one of the most understanding kindest most funniest most amazing person ever u just. deserve all the love in the world!!!!! i love ur markisms and ur love for rnb and just how passionate u are about ur hobbies and interests!!!! adore u to the moon and back I LOVE U SMMMM HEHE MY ILICHIL LOVER IN CRIMEEEE 💜💜💜

to: naina ( @tutontawan ) subject: sakura’s wife 💞

sunshine wifey! HI MY FAVORITE PERSON EVER the hello kitty to my melo, kkura to my eunchae, gaeul to my wonyo, i adore u sooooo much u are quite literally my twin in every aspect and i love uuuuuu!!!!!! u are just the most sunshiney person to ever sunshine and never fail to make me smile and happyyyy I LOVE UUUUU MY FAV i cant wait to meet u one day <3

to: ace ( @ajusnice ) subject: my maknaez in crime <3

ACE ACE ACE ACE ACE ACE HELLO HI my fav gose watching partner hehe <3 no but actually its kinda bizarre how we havent been friends for a year but it feels so much. longer idk 😓😓 thank u for being sososoaoao supportive u always make me laugh and whether its u berating me over using light mode or screaming over junshua its never a boring day when we talk 🥹 im glad to have u as my friend and ILYSM!!!!!! 💞💞💞💞💞

i hope all of you had the happiest new years and hope that 2024 is our best years yet!!! love all of you sooooo much and thank you once again ♡♡♡♡♡

[daisyychainssj]

I'm trying to keep myself busy in the run up to the event so that I'm not just staring at the clock waiting and i'm sat in a cafe trying to work but I'm weak and I can't stop thinking about it. I'm so curious to see what situations they get put in and what sides of the islanders it'll bring out. There are certain islanders that I fully believe would throw anyone into the fire (with the exception of other eggs) to get their kids back. Foolish and BBH specifically I feel like are the most likely to say fuck it and kill the others if they need to. During their conversation a couple of weeks ago Foolish asked bad if he believed his family was more important than others and BBH straight up said yes. He's also been so unhinged since they disappeared like he fully kidnapped a dude and contemplated killing him, he said yesterday that he would never forgive the others and would continue to hold a grudge if dapper doesn't make it back alive where as others were like we couldn't blame them it's not their fault. Foolish has been a lot quieter in his grief than some of the other islanders but he misses Leo so fucking much. I could count on one hand the amount of times he's been back to his house since she disappeared. He literally told Roier, his own son, that he wished he had gone missing instead of her. A few weeks ago Tina said she would've given her life for Leo's and Foolish was straight up just like "to be clear i would also sacrifice you for Leo". He's also shown himself to be one of the most unpredictable and willing to cross lines that others wouldn't (e.g arresting Pac and Mike when everyone else was like wtf) Now this isn't to say the other islanders wouldn't got the extremes to get their kids back, I just don't know if i can see them crossing certain boundaries (and that's not a bad thing!) Like i just can't see Phil for example being willing to throw Fit or others that he holds dear under the bus to those type of extremes despite his kids being his world I feel like betraying people who love him doesn't really line up with what we've seen of his morals so far BUT we never know!! and that's what makes me so excited like Philza could just say fuck it and murk everyone idk ahhhh I can't wait!!!

[chaisshitposts]

What is your stronger side? I am very curius about psychk. I love this rabbit hole!

me rn bc you've induced some major brain vomit from me about this particular subject and I'm about infodump like a mf ^^^

aHHHH ME TOO!!! I'm hyperfixatin' on it 🕵️ I believe my stronger side is my right side, which presumably controls the left hemisphere of my brain aka the more logical side, which is BABIES because I'm a very creative, think outside of the triangle kinda person so I'd think I'm more of a right brainer. but it also kinda makes sense that I'm a lil' stronger in my right side since it's my dominant side and I do like to overanalyze & overthink things in a logical way (I need to change that belief as a matter of fact) 🤔 hoWevEr I have heard that it's important to use both sides of yer body to keep yer brain strong and lessens the chances of gettin' Alzheimer's and dementia (which I'm manifestin' a cure for both bc hell nah that shit is wack)

heads up, im about to ramble.

when I was readin' up on psych-k and the whole brain state, I stumbled across this new idea that's like 'brain gym' and I didn't think much of it until YESTERDAY when I was like... hm, are there other ways to make both sides of the brain work simultaneously while I'm awake??? cause psych-k is workin' for me and all but I'm sure there are other ways to communicate with both sides of my brain simultaneously to make affirmations stick in a much more efficient manner. when ya have both sides of yer brain workin' in harmony while affirmin' ya get like this deeper level of saturatin' yer mind aNd I wanted more of that bc it gives my brain the t i n g l e s. should also be mentioned that workin' yer entire brain is also a form of what can be referred to as 'super learnin' isn't that fuckin' gnarly??? i think it is. lIke could ya imagine that with this information now ya could literally just sit down and study somethin' with the utmost efficiency and whole brain thinkin' just by crossin' your damn ankles???????? wish I knew this shit when I was still in school--- wait nvm I'm still doin' classes.

there's this weird lil' exercise which is BASICALLY psych-k but ya stand up and do actual movements (super weird but also kinda fun for my monkey brain) iTs cALlEd the cross-crawl and there's a whole bunch of benefits for it (imma copy paste them below) this is all from this website I tried it for a few seconds yesterday and it was weird and cringey so I stopped but imma try it out again today for science 🧍

• Build your core strength

• Release stress and tension

• Enhance whole-brain thinking (get your left and right hemispheres to work together)

• Calm your mind

• Energize your body

it's pretty much a lil' funny dance where ya march side to side— its an actual exercise so y'know

ANYWAYS, it should be known that I am an avid method hopper because all methods work for me and I can do anything I want and it still works, sO I was thinkin' of a crazy ass combination of methods that involves psych-k, cross-crawling, and reverse psychology from @/charmedreincarnation which they described in detail in this post

this sounds insane and all over the place, I know, but I can't help it its because of how my brain chemistry works 😭 im like a mad scientist with manifestation methods at this point

BUT BUT BUT BEFORE I FORGET!!! THERES ANOTHER EXERCISE THAT STIMULATES BOTH SIDES OF THE BRAIN AND INVOLVES ONLY YER HANDS. This bad boy right here

also... why did I find another brain synchronization exercise video... I need to slow my road. but here it is anyways

I had no idea Tai Chi was a form of brain synchronization exercise holy shit???? but ig that makes sense since it is a state of meditation

i could have infodumped WAY more but I forgot most of the other things I wanted to say... 🤡 TY FOR ASKIN' THIS QUESTION!!! ask me more questions if ya want me to info dump again, I'll try to keep my thoughts organized

[sugarrazz]

Can you do a Wednesday x Fem Reader smut?

I'd like to request one specifically where reader is kind of the shy type who doesn't usually ask for things directly, but Wednesday is just teasing the hell out of her without even knowing.

Like, it's the weekend and Weds and reader are in her dorm chilling (they're dating) and she's putting her hand on reader's thigh, slouching + manspreading (I will literally fold if anyone does this ever like it's hot for no reason), stretching and her shirt lifts, eventually taking it off? etc. And reader thinks it's probably the most attractive thing she's ever seen. She is mesmerized. And Weds knows because she's an observer. So she just asks reader if she's ever going to ask to be fucked or if she's just gonna stare. So reader asks and Weds goes. to. town.

Also can Wednesday be wearing just a plain black t-shirt and some black sweats? The casual outfits are fine as hell😪

Hi anon! I LOVE manspreading too it’s so fucking hot- especially when they do it on purpose like they know it turns you on AHHHH. Hope you like it ❤

Just Ask / Wednesday x shy!fem!reader Smut

Notes: wlw, nsfw, cumming, you were hanging out but it turned into sex, horny and shy, lots of juices everywhere, wednesday fingering you

Exams were yesterday so everyone was happy to welcome the weekend. You and your girlfriend Wednesday decided to spend some time relaxing in her dorm while Enid was out on a date with Ajax. Before she left, she winked at you and told you to keep it down. You joked with her, but deep down you knew she could hear you guys even when you did it in your dorm.

You were both in casual clothing. You were wearing some gray shorts and a white t-shirt. Wednesday, being your complete opposite, was wearing a plain black t-shirt and black sweatpants that complimented her ass.. She looked good in anything. Ever since Xavier got her a phone (which you were lowkey jealous about) she’s been hooked but denies it.

So that’s why she’s currently sitting next to you on her bed, one hand on your thigh while the other is scrolling away on Tumblr. You wondered what a girl like her would be looking at there, but then you didn’t. You look away from your own phone to stare at her. She’s slouched over, her legs spread wide open. She looks fucking hot. Not that you would say it to her face. She puts her phone down and stretches, her t-shirt lifting, and you being the whore that you are, stare without shame. Your mouth is slightly agape, your imagination running wild at seeing her naked again. To your excitement, she takes off her shirt, revealing her black lace bra. Her tits are perky and look soft enough to fall asleep on. You would know, you’ve done it before. Of course, you would never tell her any of this. Your mind may run wild but you are shy as a mouse. It would kill you to tell her anything. As Wednesday goes back to scrolling away on her phone you are still staring at her. You just can’t get over how gorgeous she is. 

You didn’t know it but Wednesday noticed your feeble attempt at being discrete. She knew she was driving you crazy and could sense the blush on your face, your eyes lusting for her. 

“Are you just going to stare or are you going to ask me to fuck you already?”

‘Did she just…’ You blinked slowly, shocked at her words. Were you really that easy to read?

“U-uh..” You fumbled over your words, stuttering as you looked away, your face becoming redder by the second. Wednesday smirked and crawled over to you, pulling your face back to look you in the eyes. “Say what you want.” She said slowly, awaiting your answer, knowing you were having a hard time. You decided to give it a shot, even as she intimidated you with that look in her eyes. Your voice was frail and desperate. 

“P-please… please fuck me, Wedns..”

That was all Wednesday needed to confirm. In a second, she swiftly had you under her, caging you in between her arms. You let out a whimper and closed your eyes as she nestled her face into your neck, nibbling and making hickeys all over you. You groaned and leaned back further into the sheets while her fingers went to town inside you. Her rhythmic pulse was getting you high, and with every thrust of her fingers some of your juices would seep out of you. Your whining got louder as you felt yourself reaching climax, and Wednesday noticed, picking up the pace, the loud smack of her fingers against your cunt bouncing around the room. You let out a loud mewl as you came, and Wednesday slowed to a stop. She lapped up the remaining juices on her fingers as she gave you a seductive glare. This was the fastest Wednesday had ever made you cum.

“All you had to do was ask.”

[siriuslysatorusimping]

I'm back! Disappeared for a while cause of some complications with bub for things are all good now! And we've just found out we're having a baby boy! Can't wait to catch up on your new stuff!

AHHHH. WELCOME BACK!

I’m sorry there were complications, but glad to hear things are all good now!

CONGRATULATIONS ON A BABY BOY ON THE WAY!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉 Sending all the positive thoughts for a continued healthy journey and a healthy and happy baby!

LOOKS LIKE 2024 IS GONNA BE THE YEAR FOR BABY BOYS. Because my best friend also just found out that she is having a boy!!!

Fun story that she will probably kill me for sharing below the cut:

She and I are very close. If there is such a thing as friend soulmates, she is mine. We talk a lot about mental health. Our brains are similar in how we deal with our anxiety, and we're both incredibly empathetic. So when either of us is down, we know we can talk to the other to help us through it because sometimes boys (aka our husbands) are dumb and don't understand how to help us get back to a good place mentally.

ANYWAY. We were on the phone a few months ago, and she mentioned she was feeling off, which is a normal thing for her to say. So I did what we always do and asked what was up, why she was feeling that way, etc. All totally normal. Until she said something she had never said related to her feeling off mentally, and it just made me pause because I knew she and her husband had been talking about trying for a baby. So I asked if she was pregnant.

And she got all huffy and said, “I DON’T EVEN KNOW HOW TO ANSWER THAT.” Which, of course, answered it anyway. And when I started laughing, she kept yelling (in surprised anger. She wasn't actually mad at me). “YOU’RE SO CREEPY. I LITERALLY TOOK THE TEST YESTERDAY. WE HAVEN’T TOLD OUR FAMILIES. MY MOM DOESN’T EVEN KNOW YET. LITERALLY NO ONE KNOWS. WHAT THE HECK. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO TELL [husband] THAT YOU FIGURED IT OUT IN LESS THAN TWO MINUTES OF BEING ON THE PHONE??"

And that's how I was accidentally the very first person to find out my best friend was pregnant, aside from her and her husband. 😂😂

I was sworn to secrecy for weeks, only allowed to tell my therapist, who thought it was hilarious that I figured it out so easily.

[starjxsung]

hi star <3 how are you?

i’ve been neglecting my responsibilities, reading and watching the bear this week. i gotta clean my apartment soon bc im moving but im waiting for the landlady to tell us 😭 aaaaaand normal people is so good, so sad! i read the book bc i love sally rooney a few months ago and i liked the book a bit better (aside from the no quotations for dialogue bc im dumb and i get lost reading it). the series is rlly good though!

im dying to preorder the album😭 i need my pobs </3 i really wanted a signed one too but jyp shop’s shipping is sooo expensive here. i do have a signed txt postcard tho so we balling too.

xdh have the cutest pcs!! i got my album a few days ago (as well as my golden hour ateez ones, i pulled everyone except wooyoung & yunho </3) and i pulled jooyeon and jungsu! and i absolutely adore my pcs and am carrying them everywhere too.

your parents though!!! that’s hilarious. my mom would be the same. whenever i’m watching something kpop related she’s like “that’s binchan (to changbin and chan) ; that’s felix (to hyunjin); that’s lee know (to i.n)”. and if it’s not skz, she’s always saying “that’s v” 😭

i love my converse soooo much!! i wear them everyday too and they will be my lollapalooza shoes bc they’re the best!!!

also i’ve been having ateez dreams lately😭 i dreamt that red-haired san was my classmate and we had the worst statistics test and he comforted me by buying me sushi </3 and yesterday i dreamt that wooyoung was my classmate (am i traumatized with uni? yes) and that they opened a dessert food truck next to the parking and we ate churros after class and made out </333 dream me is really living it up, im jealous </3

i hope you’re doing well! i love your momo pics, keep ‘em coming. she is the most fab <3 ily bb!! i hope you’re week/weekend is sooo good <3

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HI MY ANGEL I have missed chatting with you so much oh my god I haven’t had the time to properly sit down and get thru side blog™️ asks in a while bc I hate half-assing my responses but I’M HERE NOW

You’re moving oh my gosh that’s so exciting !!!! Are you guys living in the same area or somewhere entirely new? I can’t wait to hear about all ur endeavors in new apartment RAHHH that’s so exciting !! Also letting this serve as my gentle reminder to watch normal people, I’ve heard it absolutely ruins you so I’m not emotionally prepared but at the same time I am SO prepared for a little emotional turmoil lmao

Album preorders my opp 💔 I’ve been trying to take a break from buying kpop stuff these few weeks (failing miserably!) but also I heard the signed ones got restocked and then sold out again??? With no warning???? JYPE when I catch you 🤨

AHHHH xdh pcs are so good I have still been dragging my jh everywhere he is never leaving my side I fear…

My converse are my lolla shoes tooooo omg twins 👼 I wore them to global citizen standing for 10+ hours and they were super comfortable! They’re def a little ratty now but I’m not going to break in new shoes standing at a festival so. We ball 💯

ALSO NOT THE ATEEZ DREAMS NOOOOO THAT SOUNDS SO GOOD 💔💔 I had a dream once w pink haired Seonghwa and I have simply not been the same ever since oh my god it felt so real 😔 manifesting more Ateez dreams and making out for u that sounds like. a dream (literally)

I LOVE UUUU BB have the best week!!!! My sister’s away with my parents so it’s just me and Momo and she’s been super clingy but we’re so bffs this week I love her so bad

[moonjxsung]

hi hi bb! how are you?

i’m so glad that you don’t mind my shinee commentary bc i also don’t know any shawols(or stays tbh, this is how i get my kpop fix)😭 onew is suchhhh a humble king, literally can’t believe that he got fanmail so soon as if he isn’t in one of the most successful kpop group ever. the first time i heard about shinee was in like 2010 or 2011 (which was very soon for PR tbh, aquí lo que había en ese momento era just reggaeton). and i was so baffled at the fact that nobody liked kpop here. so yeah onew, you’re the real deal!! i’m so happy that he’s getting the love he deserves💜and i can’t wait to see his comeback! i’m so excited! and the antique shop matching necklaces from Monterey☹️ that is so cute!! (idk if you already went but have fun!! and if you did, i hope you had fun!! Monterey sounds so nice!). i bet that he’ll be so grateful with your super care package! pls let me know what you send him!!!

i got my second iced coffee of the week💁🏻‍♀️ and a macadamia cookie, i was working on this very tedious assignment most of the day yesterday and after i finished i was like “treat yourself”. i’ve really been eating super terribly lately and i hate myself for it😭

your pc of the day!!! your bag!!! your chan sweater!! that’s soooo pretty! i love how they all match too! i forgot to get my pc of the day yesterday too. (i was at my bfs house and his little cousin/nephews were there and the younger one who’s 5 just comes up to me and asks “who’s this?” and i was like “lee know” and he’s just like “why do you have that there?” and i was like “good question bro, idek, it’s just fulfilling”.

i love you so much angel🫶🏻 i hope your weekend is going so great and you have time to relax as well!!

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HI BABYYYYY I MISSED YOUUUUUU 🫶🫶🫶🫶

Can you BELIEVE how active Onew’s been this week and his company already arranged his first FANMEET??????? SCREAMINGGGGGGG I am beyond jealous of anyone who gets to go frfr ☹️ manifesting Shinee stuff in the US sooooo hard I literally have to see them before I die. Or I will simply die 😔 I’m still on the hunt for cute necklaces or keychains for us or something, but I DID get him the cutest little glass whale charm bc In the Whale is my favorite kpop song of allllll time and I’m so excited to mail it to him so that we have matching ones 😭 I LOOOOVE ONEW IM GOING INSANEEEE AHHHH I’ll keep you posted on the jewelry we get tho !!!!

I think the only thing that kept me going this whole week was the iced coffee trips tbh 🤕 it was such a WEEEEK……. But I’m so glad it’s finally Friday 👼 we’re having a streaming party for Ateez’s Coachella set tonight so we ordered so much food and baked cookies and dragged our Ateez pcs around everywhere like all week I am sooo excited !! Still so bummed I couldn’t see them at Coachella but I’m so proud of how far they’ve come and the setlist looks INSANEEE ahhhh Hongjoong my beloved 🫶

Pc pics just for you from today’s coffee run ofcccc 💖🫶 I love you sweet angel I hope you had the best week!!!!!!!!!!! Sending all my love as alwayssss (also your answer to your nephew is SO valid LMAOOOO Lee Know is indeed v fulfilling ‼️‼️)

[khaleesiofalicante]

Hello! I spend this week nurturing a hangover because me and my friends went on a holiday on the weekend and drank a lot, but it was fun so it was worth it. Hope you get to have a similar vacation and soon, it does wonders to your mental health, who could have thought right?

Okay so in honor of TLND anniversary (I CANT BELIEVE IT IT FEELS LIKE YESTERDAY I READ THE FIRST CHAPTER AND FELL IN LOVE WITH IT), I went back and reread some of my favourite chapters and came to a realisation (that's mostly about IALS because in case it's not clear I'm obsessed with that story) but I still wanted to share with you.

Okay so in TLND, I kept trying to connect which kid was more like Alec and who was more like Magnus. And I was confused at first because Max was very similar to Alec daily, he exercised a lot, he cursed A LOT and he didn't have the politeness and breeziness Magnus has but he had this no-bullshit attitude Alec is famous for. And Rafael seemed very similar to Magnus. But it's like Shinuyn mentioned in one of the earliest chapters to Rafael "I thought you were like Magnus. But no, you're more like him. The governor. No wonder I like Max better". And that's it, (which also shows Shinyun's intelligence you go queen). Because the more the story proceeds we get more information about them and we get to know the real them. We get to the "core" of their personality and by that time it's glaringly obvious that Rafael is so much like Alec. A protector. Someone who takes care of others. Someone who cares deeply, someone who doesn't take bullshit from others. Someone who doesn't trust easily someone who takes their time with people even someone who doesn't like change all that much. And then there's Max's core. Someone who feels pain deeply someone who gets scared by love, someone who's soft and careful with the people he loves someone who despite his fear loves loudly and trusts freely. And that is so similar to Magnus. And of course, someone similar to Magnus would love Alec and admire him and want to be like him, and I think that's why he has similar traits to Alec on the surface and prefers Alec. And also while Rafael admires Alec and wants to be like him, prefers Magnus and has similar traits to him on the surface. And I feel like that mostly has to do with the love Magnus and Alec feel for one another.

And that just gets way more obvious in IALS with David, Max, Lance and Arthur. Which I will analyse in a different ask because this is getting huge😅 But happy TLND ANNIVERSARY AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO DAVID, OUR AMAZING VANILLA BOY, I AM LOVE HIMM💛💛

AHHHH ALL THE TLND FEELS.

I love parent-child relationship dynamics and TLND was one of the fics where I got to explore them so deeply and so this (spot-on!) analysis means everything to me!

Like I literally have nothing to add because it's perfect and accurate and beautiful.

I loved reading it. I really really did.

Thank you, sweet cinnamon 🤍

[rillils]

RILLSSSSS OH MY GOD OK SO I WAS SUPPOSED TO SEND YOU AN ASK YESTERDAY BUT I WAS BUSY SO THIS MIGHT BE LONG

OK SO, YESTERDAY. he was waiting for me outside my class room and usually we take the stairs to the right since its further from the exit so we could spend more time together, BUT THIS TIME, WE TOOK THE STAIRS ON THE LEFT which is closer to the exit but nobody uses it

OK SO AS WE WERE HALFWAY DOWN THE STAIRS AND I SAW ONE OF HIS CLASSMATES GOING DOWN THE STAIRS (THAT NOBODY USES BUT THEYRE THERE FOR SOME REASON) AND I ASKED HIM WHY HES HERE AND TOLD HIM TO GO THE OTHER WAY (thankfully we were already friends from when we were classmates before) ANYWAYS

HE SAID HE WANTED TO HOLD MY HAND 🥹🥹🥹

AND HE DIDNT GET TO HOLD MY HAND BC HE WAS SO NERVOUS 😭😭

AND WHEN HE CHECKED THE GROUP CHAT HE HAD WITH HIS CLASSMATES, THEY WERE ALL TEASING HIM SAYING (in our language) 'SO THATS WHY YOU DIDNT COME WITH US, YOU WERE THERE WITH HER'

and rilllssssss 💞💞💞

ANYWAYS THE NEXT DAY, OR EARLIER, WE WERE GOING ABOUT OUR DAY AT SCHOOL, AND DURING LUNCH OUR CLASS' LINE PASSED BY HIS CLASS' LINE AND HIS CLASSMATES KEPT CALLING HIM OUT FOR LOOKING AT ME 😭😭😭

AND WHEN HIS CLASS GOT DISMISSED, HE WAITED OUTSIDE MY ROOM AGAIN

AND REMEMBER MY CLASSMATE WHO TEASED HIM LOVER BOY, WELL SHE DID IT AGAIN AND BLESS HER FOR THAT 😭😭😭 SHE SHOUTED IT OUT WITHOUT SHAME AND I LOVE HER FOR THAT

HE WAS SO FLUSTERED IT WAS ADORABLE 😭😭😭 HE TRIED TO CALL ME LOVER GIRL TO TEASE ME BUT HE COULDNT EVEN LOOK ME IN THE EYE 🥹🥹🥹

OK, so we went down the empty staircase again, passing by the classrooms of the 2nd and 4th graders that were all empty, he TRIED HOLDING MY HAND AGAIN 😭😭😭

AND HE WAS SO NERVOUS SO I KEPT TEASING HIM 😭😭😭 I KEPT LOWERING MY HAND JUST WHEN HE WAS ABT TO GRAB IT

and he held my hand rillssssss 💞💞💞💞 for the first time, he held my hand 🥹🥹🥹

HE GOT SO NERVOUS AND LET IT GO AFTER A FEW SECONDS 😭😭 HE WAS BLUSHING SO MUCH HE TURNED RED LIKE FR 😭😭😭

THE VISIBLE CHANGE IN COLOR IN HIS CHEEKS 😭😭😭

HE WAS SO FLUSTERED IT WAS AMAZING 😭😭

he said that he wanted to tell me that he loved me face to face and not through text 💞💞

BUT HE DIDNT GET TO BC HE WAS TOO NERVOUS 😭😭😭

AND RILLSSSSS

what do i do with him 😭😭 😭 hes adorable i love him 💞💞💞

AHHHH SWEETIE!!! 💕💕💕💕💕 You know, I gotta tell you this, each new update from you makes my heart feel warmer and fuzzier, it's wonderful 🥰🥰🥰The more you tell me about your Lover Boy, the more you cement my idea that he's the sweetest boy ever 💕💕💕 I'm glad you guys finally got to hold hands for the first time (SO. PRECIOUS. OMG 💖💖💖), even if it was for a short while! All this must be really new to him as well, I understand if he was nervous 💕💕 But you guys clearly care so so much about each other, and you have all the time in the world, and I'm sure that even the little things like holding hands will happen naturally between you two, and it will all get easier with time 😚💕😚💕😚💕 Him actually literally BLUSHING because he was holding your hand though, that's SO FREAKING PRECIOUS and I will NOT shut up about it for the next 25 years fkgwjfhsljglkjk 💕💕💕💕 LOVER BOYYYYYYYY YOU ARE SO CUTE, I LOVE YOU!! I'M ROOTING FOR YOU, BOYO 💖💛💖💛💖💛

Also!!!!!!!! I love that all your friends are so supportive of you, and tease you all the time 😉💖💖💖💖💖 I think at this point the whole school ships you guys, and that's the most adorable thing tbh 🥰🥰🥰

[goldenhypen]

hi em!!!!! how r u? i feel like it’s been a minute since i’ve interacted w u like this! i jus wanna say again how much i absolutely LOVED ur jungwon fix (can’t remember the name rn ahh) it was sooooo good i think my fav of yours so far! 🫶🏽but i was wondering have you gotten any dark blood albums? i only have one (the new ver i think) but i ended up pulling a jake pc! they only had one at my job / store so i have to go to another location to get the others but they had so many engene vers but it was only heeseungs literally like 9 hee albums lol so we’re still on the hunt for jake! soon i’ll get him! but please lmk how you’ve been doin these days! ily & i hope things have been well for u🧸🎀🩷💌✨🍰💕

hi dani !!!! i missed you in my inbox ^_^ ahhhh thanks 😭🫶🏻🫶🏻 awww you saying that it’s one of your favs of mine now is so sweet :( thank you 😭 oooh good question hehehe i did !! i went to target and picked up an engene ver since those were the only ones left but there were no jake ones left 😭 but i secured jungwon so we’re good 😌 and i ended up pulling jungwon and sunoo !! also you getting the new ver omg yes bae pLS SHARE A PIC OF THE JAKE PC IF YOUD LIKE ID LOVE TO SEE IT AHHHSJSJSJ so lucky tho omg 🥹 is jake your bias?? also omg what do you do for work?? they sell kpop albums where you work???? cuz that’s literally so cool omg new dream job unlocked me thinks ✨ and i’ve been pretty good overall thanks for asking !! some things have been eh such as yesterday night but eh we’re pushing through 🥲 hbu tho !! 😌 how are youuu i missed and lyt !! <333